Mat POV [Re-Written Version]

I looked around the circle of boys , to find each of them staring at me weirdly and in a confused state, I sighed deeply.

God the education system these days, I rolled my eyes. I'm going to have to explain this aren't I?

I sighed deeply before talking again,

"Want me to explain?" They all nodded and looked in my direction,

"The circle of power is basically like the circle of life. It has stages, and with that it grows and it becomes a way of life, so all I'm saying is that the circle had started." I rolled my eyes, honestly such a simple concept jeez,

"So now that we are all introduced and happy I say we learn about each other's pasts, because I wanna know who I'm trusting here with private info." I sneered at the boys looking over to Rob who's eyes widened and wandered down to his feet,

"Where should I start?" He questioned,

"The interesting part duh." I rolled my eyes again, more aggressively this time round,

"I guess it started when I was 5, I was young and had an older brother, I don't remember him well, I only remember that my parents only wanted one baby so they put me through a lot as a child, basically torture,

Until one day when they were about to start, I was only 8 now and when my brother slapped me his arm froze, into a solid incasing of ice,

I didn't know what was happening, my parents were scared they thought I had meant to hurt him, but I know I didn't,

They started to kick at my shins and then I fell over, as soon as my hands touched the timber ice surrounded my entire body, and encased my parents feet into ice,

I was scared, I didn't know what was happening, they were yelling at me and telling me that they were going to kill me for hurting my older brother,

So I ran. Ran as far as I could, and I started to realize what was happening to me and I lived out in the cold Canada snow, for years until I found that note and traveled here.

Which was why I was late also." Rob finished as he looked around the group, Preston snuggling into his side, making a little bit of steam arise from their hands touching,

Preston looked up at the group,

"My story started when I was 6, I had a really supportive family and had heaps of really nice friends, when I turned 7 weird things started happening to everything around me,

Everytime I got mad, something around me lit aflame, it wasn't out of control though it was very controlled and nothing around it caught alight,

After that more things about me went in that direction, I had got a 54.7° fever one day that kept growing, and it didn't stop, my parents thought I was sick and went to a doctor with me,

The doctor was shocked and didn't know what was happening to me, and the fact that I didn't even feel anything, after a few days my fever was at 180° and didn't feel anything,

Nobody would touch me, because when they did they would burn themselves from my bare skin, everyone around me started slowly walking away from me,

I started crying when my parents disowned me and I overheard they were going to dispose of me on the street that night,

I cried the hardest I ever had and eventually that crying turned to pain and my house was engulfed in flames,

My parents died that night, my older sister was out and she took me in, she somehow still cared about me enough to look further into what was happening to me,

I was still wondering how the flames didn't hurt me, when I ran out of the building, when she found a website on the dark part of the Internet, she told me what was going on and kept me in a safe environment free from sad and painful feelings.

When I got that note she said I had to go and I did and that's how I'm here!"

I looked down at my watch, slowly watching the hand tick over to 3:00am, I stood up and announced that it was getting late and for everyone to sleep,

"We will finish this in the morning!" I declared, getting groans from the 4 that haven't gone.

I walked up the stairs, them slowly trailing in behind me as I directed them to there assigned rooms,

Are these kids even ready?

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Another one down, another one down, another one bites the dust! So ye this book nearly has like 32k pls kill me now, the cringe is too much for my soul!
CHOW!
~ Jazzi