"Where can we go Thomas? And be......"
"Like this?" I asked.
"Like this"
"Well...do we wanna be like this?"
"I do."

Sammy spread his palm flat on my bare chest and kissed my arm, reminding me of so many kisses he had given me the night before."I wanna be like this to" I said. Of course I didn't know if I really wanted to. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled his body up to me and kissed him. "I wanna be like this...always" I told him. And then I knew it was true because my always wouldn't be as long. So I touched my lips to his flesh. To his neck. To his chest. I ran my hands lower until goosebumps crawled up his body, and then I ran my lips lower and lower and lower. Hours later when the sheets were stained once more I noticed for the first time since I was angry at my parents that it was sunny. I noticed Sammy had brought me clear skies, something Kayla never did. He was still sleeping on top of me, cheek on my chest, arms wrapped under my back, legs entwined with mine. I gently sat up and he awoke. "Thomas?" he asked. "Yes?" He was silent. I took a long shower and went back to his room, still nude, and saw him watching me. "I'm leaving" I told him. "To where?" he asked. "To a number of places." "Can I come?"
"No" I told him. "Why not?" he had asked. "It wouldn't be proper." "What is it you mean to do that won't be proper?" A number of things" I answered. He rose from the sheets and walked to me, naked and vulnerable. He brushed my hair out of my eyes and kissed me, and then he grabbed me and then I made love to him again, but did not sleep. I touched him as he touched me. He loved me as I loved him. And I entered him as he entered me. This time I knew he would not stop me from leaving for he did sleep. I left him there exposed and beautiful. His body proportionate. Hid brown hair glistening, and his chest rising and lowering. This time I did not wash myself, and I did not get dressed. I simply crawled out the window and walked the sunny alley. Glass cut into my feet and the small sands and dirt packed the wounds with every step I took. After about an hour I turned onto a street and did not pay attention to the many wide eyes, or pointing. I kept on walking. I had once felt as if Kayla was dead to me...she was not. I knew that when I lied and wrote that reader. I lied. After a couple of minutes I came to a small house all cozy and warm. I saw a red headed beauty in the window and felt enraged, though she did nothing to me besides let me go from her. That is something I suppose. And then she saw me and gasped and ran out of the door with a towel. She wrapped it around my waist and pushed me inside. She set me on her old French couch and brought me her fathers clothes.
"Jesus Thomas!" She yelped "Are you ok!?" I asked her why she cared and she told me its right to care for everyone. "I'm not ok...Sammy and I can't be like this". She had a puzzled look in her blue eyes and then she turned to the window. The sky had grown dark and it began to drizzle. "Thomas! Thomas whats wrong?" "Your like this" I told her. "Like what?" she asked. "Your happy without me! With your fork and the way you tap! Your happy without me!" "Thomas, I am...but its because I'm better without you...I can't be with some one who could destroy me because they're sad!" So that was it. I had never gotten a reason
for her leaving me. She was frightened. Like my parents were. You don't know about any of my past reader. But she was frightened like my parents...so she left me.It thundered and then a crack of lightning drilled in through the lawn, and then far off, and then close. "Thomas! Seriously...whats wrong!!?" she screamed. "Whats wrong?" I repeated. And then the glass broke and the wind picked up. She started to cry only to have them freeze on her face. "Whats wrong?" I repeated. And then the house shook and people outside were frantic. "Sammy and I can not be like this when you are like that!" I told her, and the rest is foggy. I do remember finding myself on the couch on what seemed to be an empty torn up and burnt lot. The sky was still drizzling and I could here car alarms, cries, crackling lightning residing, and thunder. Objects like roofs and trees were here and there. Houses were torn and I was crying. I founded a piece of ice, that I fancied to be from Kayla attempting to protect herself from what had happened and I peered into it. I could see my black hair but my eyes were different. The coloring of green and the pupil were right, but the white of my eyes were a deep black. I gasped and began to wonder what was wrong with me. Kayla! I must have killed her, and that I did. I later learned I had struck her with lightning. She had made an ice shell to protect herself, something she could never do, but I had killed her. I heard a voice and turned to see three figures in the distance. Near an overturned bus. A woman with blond hair, one of the three,came and put a blanket on my shoulders. I was shaking and soaked. "There there." she told me. "Your abilities have evolved...thats all." "B-But...K-Kayla" I stuttered. "Oh yes," said the woman. Her gift also evolved from fright, like yours from anger." "Too bad you fried her." Interrupted a man. A very large man, with auburn hair. "Sam-S-Sammy" I said. "Who?" asked the woman, but I couldn't answer. She smiled and nodded, understanding and snapped her fingers. The air around me turned purple and I fell onto something hard. The woman helped me up and said "Welcome to Dynasty! Our underground layer!" The place wasn't much, kinda like a cave. "Who are y-you?" A asked. "Telly" she said. "And you?" "T-Thomas" "Cute name" she said, smiling. "Do you know what you are?" questioned the auburn haired man. I raised an eyebrow. "I'm a Pyropath...She's a Teleporter...and this guy" he said, pointing to a little boy, maybe 5, but the boy interuppted. "I is Shard" So when I looked them over I told them, "Thomas is Thomas."



THE END!!!