The Shifters: In the Beginning

It was a cold winter night in the outer city streets of Cincinnati where four small bodies sat huddled together shivering. One turned to another, shaking violently, "Blaze, I'm cold."

"Shh, shh, it's ok. Here come closer," he replied while putting his hands out in front of him. Slowly a small flame flickers to life in his open palms, casting both light and warmth on the young brothers. "See? That's better right sora?"

Sora nodded his head and laid back against the alley wall , savoring the new heat of the fire. The other two brothers who had already fallen asleep; being too tired to stay up any longer, smiled as their bodies were warmed by their older brother's fire. Everything grew peaceful as the boys all slept. It was if the world around them had silenced itself, in fear of waking them.

There was a shuffling sound from the entrance of the dark alleyway. Blaze jolted awake, and peered from around the huge dumpster. He froze when he saw multiple figures heading towards his brothers, they were dressed in combat suits in addition to night vision glasses, and each one seemed to be carrying a dark object that reflected the moons light. "Targets have been located , sir." One of the men called in through a walkie-talkie.