- a burning memory -

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Screams were coming all around him. His ears bled, a ringing was paired with the screams. Sirens, everything was coming to him when he ended on the cement floor.

The boy was taken from his hands, Oxzy turned to the main entrance. He searched frantically for the little girl, he knew she didn't make it. Guilt came crashing down at him, he looked back to the ground, a chocked sigh coming from his chapped lips.

A more apparent screaming was heard from in front of him. Oxzy looked up, being met with a crashing fist into his face. He fell back down, trying to register who the attacker was.

With fuzzy vision, Oxzy saw a weeping woman who tried to run into the building. She was being held back by the fire men. The hero noticed that it was a screaming man that hit him, he was also being held back from attacking the hero.

They were both screaming at him, yelling at him with despair.

The hero quickly realized why. The girl he saw as he dashed out was their daughter, they had to watch as Oxzy ran out with a root barrier that blocked the girl from freedom. She was burnt in front of their eyes, with no chance of escape or help from the hero.

Oxzy had failed in saving everyone. The weeping parents who hadn't been reunited with their children made it very clear that he had failed.

~Oakway, Genna's home~
The hero got home after his talk with the station. His body felt sore, his arms lay limp against his chest. He was hoping his mother was asleep, he didn't want the poor woman to see him like this. Even so, Oxzy entered the home and was faced with her anyways.

She watched as her son came in, drenched with sweat. Body hanging low, black ash was all over his body. Breathing deeply, he leaned against the wall before sliding through the door. The exhaustion finally hit him, he came to the floor, coughing and catching his breath.

He was relieving the day over and over again. The little girl was screaming, he looked back and saw her. But he didn't go back for her. The parents and their pleading sobs would haunt him.

The hero didn't even realize he started to cry. His head was held low, he tried to suck in his sobs. A warm embrace came at him, his mother wrapped her arms around him, pulling him up and into her embrace. Oxzy tucked his head in her neck, crying into her, saying how much he failed.

Genna gently rocked him, telling him it was okay. She didn't care about the ashes that fell on her from him, she rocked him back and forth until his tears stopped. Still, her hands found their way in his messy hair. She pulled him closer, a small, soothing voice as Oxzy relaxed in her arms.

Genna got him off the floor, hand in his as she walked him to the bathroom. Giving her son a soft kiss, she told him to wash up from dinner. Oxzy smiled after her, getting ready in a hot shower.

The next few days went by, the news of the fire and deaths went around wildly. Two days after the devastating fire, Oxzy had to run back out to a new fire that was happening in the grubs. The hero made it in time to see the villain on a rampage.

The man looked mad, killing and destroying everything in sight. When the hero came, he came full force at him. His eyes were red, nothing but rage was directed at Oxzy.

The villain and hero fought for hours, it was the longest and bloodiest battle ever. The hero came back battered with scars, cuts, and blood coming from every wound on him. Still, he powered through to his home. It was dark, but a flaming rising fire in the distance completely caught him off guard.

The hero stood by, watching smoke come from above and mixing into the clouds. A fire truck rushed past him, loud shouts as another fire was here. It was only a few days after the burning of the school, then the grubs caught on fire. Now a fire in Oakway?

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