The announcer called out his name, waving for Teddy to come up. He stood with shaky legs, walking to the Circle of Color, a circle of stone surrounded by a two-inch wide moat, impossibly deep and black.
The announcer gave a small nod and smiled kindly at Teddy. After another deep breath in and out, he stepped into the ring. The crowd drew in a breath in anticipation, waiting to see what would happen next.
After a few seconds, Teddy looked down at the Circle, frowning. Was he going to be... colorless? No. It couldn't be possible, he thought. There was no possible way that Teddy wouldn't have a color. It just couldn't happen.
The announcer looked at him sadly, sharing the unspoken words between them. Teddy slowly started stepping down from the platform, lowering his eyes, so that no one could see the tears welling up in them. He couldn't bear to see anyone else right now.
Right as he took both feet off of the platform, everything happened at once. Bursts of lightning, floating rocks, vines, all the colors came out of the circle in a burst of color.
The announcer and the rest of the crowd gave a collective gasp. Teddy didn't know what was happening, and with a quick look around at everyone else's shocked expressions, they didn't either.
Every year, the Determining of Colors takes place at the Garden of Colors. Your color is determined by stepping into the Circle of Colors. Red for fire, Orange for time, Yellow for light, Green for earth, Blue for water, Purple for gravity, Grey for metal, and White for air.
Theodore Swift's life changed when he turned thirteen, the age in which everyone was Determined. Instead of getting one of the eight colors, as expected of him, he got the ninth color--Black. Omnikinetics, who could control all of the colors. A power, only the Senate knew of because it was so powerful. But no one else knew.
Time passed, and everything seemed normal. Until the dark mages rose, and darkness fell.