Brandon's POV

  I woke up. Unaware of my surroundings, I looked around. People with orbs of fire coming out of their hands. Where was I?

  "Fire crystal,' A mysterious man said to a woman that was next to him. 

  "Here it is," I looked at her. She had a red orb in her hands. It was glowing a just barely visible warm light. I looked at my hands. They had tubes and scars covering them.  What the heck? Was I getting surgery? What was I doing? And then it came back to me...

2 days prior...

  "I do not want to hurt you brother! But I will do what I must!" It was Brayson yelling at me. Charging with ice shooting from his hands. He hit my in the leg. I shot back some fire. He defected it as he walked towards me. 

    I looked at my leg. It was gushing water and ice. As I was looking at my wound I felt a freezing chill right next to my heart. In shock, I fell onto the ground. After that I heard a few seconds of muffled voices and blacked out. That was my last memory. And then I snapped back into the present. 

In the present...

  "Where, where, where am I?" I asked the doctors quietly. 

   They looked at me joyfully as smiles grew on their faces. "He's alive!" the woman shouted. Was I supposedly   dead? What the heck? Questions filled my mind as yells of joy filled the building. I knew people cared about me, but definitely not this much. Not enough to celebrate my survival. Something was going on. Something I'm going to figure out.

Brayson's POV

    After I struck my brother something inside me turned on. My absolute care and compassion for him. I guess I never realized how  much he meant to me.  I looked around his school. People scrambling for help. Because of me. I'm the reason this absolute panic and chaos was happening. 

   I walked out of the building with my head hanging down. I felt like a monster. Why would anyone care about me. I made an unforgettable sin. Something that could never be undone.

    I entered my school fighting back tears. Everyone was cheering and clapping for me. Why? I was a killer. The pit in my stomach seemed to grow as I explained what happened to more and more people. Ms. Tidal ordered a celebratory party for my victory. Who celebrates the ultimate sin? I did not want to come but Ms. Tidal still insisted that I come. Tears flooded my eyes the more I thought about it. Brandon was my one true friend. I destroyed my one true friend. 

  There was one person that got me. Bailey. She understood my pain unlike anyone else. She knows how it felt to be so close to your forced enemy. She said her and her sister, Bridget, were best friends from the beginning. I felt really bad for her. She seemed to really miss her sister.  

  We decided to skip my party and go ice skating instead. I have to admit, being with her really helped. For the first time in a while I felt happy. I had some joy in my life. Something to make me smile. There was something about her that was so happy and joyful. She made the saddest atmosphere filled with happiness. 

Author's Note-

Thank you for reading I hope you enjoyed it. I will probably make three more chapters of introducing characters and then I will get to the actual story so stick with me. Go check out KatelynKramer and JKblitz and all my other stories. Bye<3