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Hi my name is John, and I'm 23 years old. I'm currently on a plane to Thailand to meet up with a friend of mine. He an I used to be army buddies. We always had each-others backs. Sadly, when we were stationed in Iraq. We were held for ransom by some terrorist. You see he was the son of a wealthy family, the owners of Nanya corp. He was actually named after his family company, ok back to his origin. I can't imagen how scared he was or even how much pain he was in. All I do know, is that he lost him arm that day. But the day he lost his arm was the day I found something I never new I had.

My rage and anger manifested into a heat so strong, it rivaled that of a volcano's lava. My hands, feet, and hair was covered in fire. But it didn't burn. It actually felt good, it felt AMAZING! My flames burned the ropes off. The armed terrorist quickly got up and started shooting me with their guns. I got confused I wasn't dying. I looked down and the bullets were melting before they even made contact.

"This power is AMAZING!" I said with excitement

"Now this is the end of the road for you guys."

I aimed my arm slowly towards them. I felt the heat piling up in my arm. Then it was ready. I showered them with hell fire. They were completely disintegrated. No trace of them anywhere, just scorch marks on the wall behind them. I quickly went to Nanya and untied him. The spot where his arm was cut off was bleeding excessively, it's amazing he hasn't fainted yet, or even die for that matter. I ripped my sleeve, twisted it and put in his mouth. I ignited my hands with my flames.

"This is going to hurt real bad. So bite that while i burn your wound to stop the bleeding." I explained

*Nanya nodded*

"OK here I go." I said

*Muffled screaming from Nanya*

After that day, life was never the same even for him. He went back to Thailand after that. One year later here I am on a plane to see him. He's probably at the airport waiting already. I'm not the only one going too. Two of my friends actually. Kori and Antony are their names. Kori is a ferret while Antony is just a wolf.

This is Kori

This is Antony

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This is Antony

Then theirs me John

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Then theirs me John.

"So when are we going to arrive John?" Kori whined

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"So when are we going to arrive John?" Kori whined.

"Just one more hour Kori. Just listen to music while we're still in the sky." I explained.

I met these two after the incident at Iraq. After I told the captain what happened, he took me to a underground facility where these two were. Antony filling up a giant generator with electricity coming from his hands, and Kori running on a treadmill set on 900 miles per hour. He introduced me to them and we became friends. We were in charge of special op missions. Ones you couldn't believed were possible .There were others like us. But they decided to use their powers for the worse. But those are stories for another time.

We officially made it to Thailand. We boarded off the plane. Kori was excited to explore. Hes never been stationed here before. He's only been stationed to Germany, Italy, and Moscow. I didn't know how to calm him down. He was so energized. But out of no where he was caught by someone with a bionic arm, holding him from the back of his shirt. He was wearing army dog tags. He said something.

"So you finally made it to Thailand. Welcome to my home country."

It was Nanya!

It was Nanya!

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