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"Smith, Daniel?" Kryor raised his hand. He was sitting in his homeroom class next to Shannon. She was talking, but he wasn't listening. On the bus he had felt a familiar presence...someone from the Demon Plane he was familiar with: his brother. It was a stupid thought...maybe he was hallucinating. Then, something caught his attention.
"There was chaos today as the town of Flint was engulfed in blue flame." In the corner of the room the morning announcements were coming over the P.A. "Some 100,000 were killed. Please, let's have a moment of silence." Kryor stood up abruptly. "Sir, may I use the bathroom? Thanks." Kryor hurried out of the room, leaving Shannon staring in his wake.
It's him! Kryor thought to himself. I was right! He ran towards the exit but was stopped three steps away from it.
"Babe, where are you going?!" Shannon yelled. She caught up to him and tugged his shirt. "What's wrong?"
"Shannon, Syrus is back. I need you to get back to class. If he ever got a hold of your power...bad things would happen. You're in danger. I'll take care of him. I love you." He kissed her and ran out of the front doors. She started to say something back, but he was already gone.
-End of Chapter One-
