Dresden Slate

Chapter 1

Dresdens POV.

Today is Thursday. Not that it matters to me. Haha. Oh I'm sorry. Let me introduce myself. My name is Dresden. Dresden Slate. But please just call me Dresden. I have very colorful hair. There are 8 colors in it. Yes 8. I behold the black aura. Kinda stupid but whatever. 

1. Silver
2. Gold
3. Red
4. Blue
5. Green
6. Purple
7. Black
8. Colorless

I honestly don't know how you can see colorless. Although I really don't know if colorless is in my hair. Like I don't brush my hair and then be like 'holy shit!! Invisible hair!!!' Yea no. Its not really there. Its pretty much silver, if you could even say that! I have very purple eyes. When I use my abilities, that I will tell you in a min about, they turn completely black surrounded by all eight colors.

I have powers, or magic abilities or whatever you call em. I have the ability to control all elements and choose who becomes the next king. What are kings you say? They are usually men who are capable of controlling a Damocles sword, which gives them the power to control a specific color of fire. The Damocles sword gets its power from me. I am the Dresden Slate. Literally its my name. I have unlimited power. I can get drunk off my power so I use enough to power a Damocles sword and its king and the Kings clansman.

The clansmen are people that the king gives some of his power to. Well his color. Its a little confusing but you get the hang of it. A couple others things you should know, is that I am not on earth. I've only been on earth once in my entire lifetime. Which is a very long time. That was when I was born. The Dresden slate, used to be a council. But one day one of the council got drunk off his power and killed all of them. All eight of them. All of the fires and colors were alone. They needed a new home. So they waited. They waited for the right person to be born.

To be born with the power to hold eight different powers. They kept searching every man. But one day a young girl was born. The year was 20XX. They found her. She had brilliant blue eyes and long black hair. She was beautiful. That night all the fires swarmed into one. They took the form of a young boy child with colorful eyes and hair. They knocked on the door and the father of the baby girl opened the door.

He looked down. "Yes young man?" He asked. They looked up at him. "My name is Dresden. Dresden slate. I am here for your daughter." The man looked terrified. "Stay away from us!" He yelled. And slammed the door. They did not feel happy. They went back to the form of there colorful fires and started a fire in the house. The father ran up the stairs and burst into his daughters room. There he saw the the boy, Dresden, holding his daughter. Dresden looked up, and then colorful flames devoured both, the baby girl and the boy.

After the fire took them, the boy and his daughter were gone and so were the flames. Everything was back to normal, as if there was no fire, no boy, and no sweet baby girl sleeping soundly in her crib. After that the fires took the child to a safer and sacred place far from earth. There, they formed into a young woman acting out as the girls mother. The child's mother, however, died during child birth. A couple years went by and when she was 15 years old. They told her. She didn't understand at first but then realized that she was the one to behold the gift. She said she would be as strong as she could be and would try her best. This changed everything. What the fires didn't know is that when they give their power, they would turn to stones. Once she turned 18 they gave their power. And as of this, they turned into stones.

The silver fire turned into a silver Diamond
The gold into a beautiful piece of Gold
The red into a Ruby
The blue into a Sapphire
The green into a Jade
The purple into a purple Jade
The black into a black Ruby
The colorless into a clear Diamond

The girl screamed in pain and felt as though she were on fire. Then it all went away. She felt different. She felt at peace. Her hair got longer and thicker and turned colors. She now had all eight different colors in her hair. She had softer and more beautiful skin. Her eyes turned into a beautiful purple. But what she didn't know, was that the fire did not tell her she would become immortal. Until one day, she would dethrone herself and die or become a Queen. She decided that since these fires were still alive only in stone form, she would form them into something.

She remembered how much she loved swords. She immediately made eight gigantic swords and put the stones inside them. One for each. The swords were not identical but they were close. She put some of her power inside them and threw them to earth. Their they would find themselves their own leader, a king. Ever since then, she was alone, no one to talk to and no one to love.

So pretty much I just told you my life story. Haha. Yea. Right now I'm walking to the Tree of Life. Cliché isn't it? As I get closer I'm feeling this energy. I reach out and touch it. Fire burst out of it. I slam my head on a rock. I open my eyes and see that everything is dying. "What?" I mumble and pass out.