Onyx Nickloi, Age: 16

Onyx woke up at 2 AM, sitting up with his hand over a lavender candle he had lit to help him sleep. He coughed violently and watched as the candle flame grew and completely covered his hand. He felt no pain. No injuries. He took his hand away, but the fire still danced upon his palm. He watched in awe, then everything went black.

The first thing Onyx did when he woke up was to thrust his hand over the flame of the candle. He jerked away in pain. A dream.

He got ready for school, feeling irritated for some reason. He quickly ran a brush through his black hair and looked fondly at the red eyes that nicknamed him 'Demon' at school. He was 6'1, olive skinned, and extremely muscular.

He left to go to school.