I knew I hadn't always been striving to be my best. Hell, I'd say that I was not trying at all but I was still being the best. This, was what my teachers would say. In truth, it wasn't like that at all. Sure, I was passing, but I was ridiculed and feared everywhere I walked.

Everyone had a bias against my kind. The only friends I had were other people I created. Yes, I said created. I have superpowers. These powers are what we call umbrakiness.

I personally use the term shadow-calling. I have manipulation over shadow, and these shadows allow me to create objects and manipulate other objects. Basically, so long as there's a patch of darkness in the room, I win. People were afraid of me. They sneered and laughed behind my back, but it was always behind. I was never bullied, likely out of fear. I always went home feeling lonely and depressed.

When I turned 15, which was tomorrow, I'd receive my awakened potential. This was a tradition amongst my people as something to be revered and celebrated, and I saw it that way. For the rest of society , they saw it as more reason to fear-monger and father hatred.

Eventually, I couldn't take it anymore. I shadow walked (which is basically teleportation) to the tallest building, which had a generator at the top that casts a shadow. I typically went there to think and blow off steam. Today, it had a different purpose. I walked slowly to the edge. Looking over, I knew if I fell I wouldn't survive. This was my intent.

Suddenly, I felt this wave of worry consume me. I looked behind me, and I saw a cloud of fire consume my world. I quickly jumped. I wasn't going to let this bomb take me. The last thing I remember was falling.