Kai's p.o.v (9 years)

Pulling on my shirt, it's old, cut up, it needs replacing but master rearly gives 'new' shirts to slaves. I walk out, going to the fields. Pulling the food that's ripe, I take it to the kitchen and clean it. Two staff members come in, Alex and Franky. "Slave, water, now." I nod, grabbing two water bottles and hand them to them. Alex snarls at me, I did as he asked. He gets up, grabbing my hair and slings me across the room. I slam into the cabinet, the china falls and shatters. Master runs in, he survey's the scene. I slowly get up, sharps of china plates and glasses in my arms and back. Alex has a chunk of my hair in his hand.

"Did you throw hem into the china cabinet." Master says. "No, I tried...." "Shut it, Kai." I look at Master. "Did he throw you into the china cabinet." Master asks. I look between the three, I want to tell but Alex will punish me later. If I lie and Master finds out, he punishes me. I think screw it, Alex deserves this. I nod in confirmation, Master storms to Alex and back hands hem.

Later, I'm working in the shop. Master let's me come in here and I make clay sculptures. I go to get up when my face is slammed to the table, Alex racks his nails across the bandaged cuts. He rips my pants off and slams into me. I scream in pain as he goes harder than Master. "That's right, take it like the little shit you are." He hits deep and I scream bloody murder as blood starts coming. I grab the table edge, splinters digging into my fingers. Tears in my eyes, I want hem to stop. Something swells inside me, waiting to burst. And I let it.

Fire dances along my body, Alex screams as he's burned. Without hem behind me, I fall to the floor, blood still flowing. Black dots swim, I see five people run in before blacking out. Groaning, I open brown eyes. Master looks at me, tapping his foot. "So, your an elemental master." He says. I had read about those, they're humans born with the power of a certain element. Master grabs my face, making me look at hem. "You are forbidden from using that power. If you do, you'll be punished. Understood." He says. I nod, he tightens his grip. "Yes Master." I say. He nods in satisfaction, releasing his grip. I go to get up and wrence as pain blossoms in my ass. "Alex has been delt with, go back to your clay." Master said. I nod, understanding the hidden meaning to that. Alex was killed with two bullets to the head, execution style.

Working in the shop, I replace the china that was broke. In the week it takes me to heal, I finish the china. With a box full of it, I head to the cabinet. Placing the new china in, a throat clears. Looking, Master holds a plate. "Did you do these." He asks. I nod, reaching for a cup. Placing it in, he holds the plate out. Taking it, I place it on the stack.

Years past, I grow into a six foot young man. Strong due to my work, I've only had three punishments where I used my fire. I can control it, even draw fire into me. I practice in my shop. The whistle goes out, new slaves have been brought. Walking out to meet Master, he smiles at me. Standing beside hem, hands held by my sides, we never had a warning as five people jump out.