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"Sam?" I turned around as my older brother said my name. 

"Yes Dylan?" I said back looking up at his soft brown eyes. 

"Can I ask you something?" he asked me quietly, sounding nervous, this automatically made me nervous as he is always so strong. <\p>

"You just did," I joked. 

"What would you do if father was dead?" he asked me. I took a step back at the stupidity of the question. 

"What do you think I would do? I would be really sad." I told Jim not really understanding his question, "Why?"

"Because he is dead." Dylan told me. 

"what? No he isn't. We would both have his powers if he was dead. He promised we would." I said automatically 

"you don't have them?" he stated. Not meaning it as a question. 

"what do you mean? I don't have what?" I asked him nervously. 

"I have dads powers. Don't you?" he asked so quietly I had to strain to hear him.

"no. Well... I don't feel any different." I told him. "how do you know if you do?" I added in excitedly. 

"well you feel a tingle in your body and then if you click your fingers..." he demonstrated for me and a flicker of fire appeared above his hand. 

"wow!" I said, impresses. I then tried.  I clicked my fingers as dad had taught me. Nothing happened. 

"oh..." Dylan said before running off. 

I tried again and again. Each time nothing happened my heart got a stone heavier.  Eventually I had to give up. Dad had not given me a share of his powers as he had promised. 

I slowly walked out of the sitting room, went up the stairs and along the hallway, and entered my room. 

Lying on my bed, I hid my hard in my pillows and wept tears of sorrow and anger.  My small heart was broken... Dad had gone back on his promise. In my head, I swore I would find a way to punish him. Even if it meant hurting my brother.

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elf I have always wanted to right a story from the evil guys point of view so here we are!

This story is set in ww4. Every man has a power and passes it onto a chosen son as he passes away. All females are either healers, prophets or warriors.

The main guy (the bad guy) is Sam. He has turned evil in spite of revenge. He is tall and good looking. He has short brown hair and piercing green eyes. He manaes to (somehow) get himself the power of fire.

Dylan is Sams older brother. He is the one there father gave his powers to. Braking a promise. Dylan is also tall and has brown hair but he has their fathers eyes, soft brown. He feels guilty about the fact that he got the powers but he can't help showing off.

Terra is Dylans love. He has loved her since forever and has recently proposed. Terra secretly prefers Sams looks but hates his personality.

Gabrielle is Dylan and Sam's little sister. Both brothers try there best to keep her out of it but she is a prophetes and keeps getting in the way in order to prevent tue brothers from killing each other. She is an exact replica of there departed mother. She has long red hair and soft green eyes. She has the "perfect" body shape and knows how to use it against men...

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