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Burning Inside- Chapter 2Chapter 2: Devyn
She always found a way to annoy me. Some of the most important Ananke people were at that party, and she found a way to burn the building to the ground. My head was swimming with a headache caused by the "excitement" of that night. Jameson, my butler, walked in and offered me a sandwich.
"So, how was it last night?" he asked. He didn't watch the news very often, apparently. I pushed the power button on the TV remote and turned on the news.
"Retro Style Dance Club was burned to the ground last night after, as the police say, a stray cigarette sparked a blaze. Two perished in the fire, from a crowd of an estimated one hundred. Police still haven't released the names of those who died. In other news, the state government of Louisiana-" I turned it off.
"Oh, dear," he said.
"And I bet you won't guess the real cause of the fire or the dead people."
Burning Inside- Chapter 1Chapter 1: Mira
"Mira! Your mother is looking for you!" shouted Nina, hidden behind a book. She was always my favorite step sister, even though she rarely interacted with anyone. She was slightly taller than I, but I had 2 years on her. I nodded slightly, and she went back to reading. I scuttled into the small kitchen our apartment had, and found my mother sitting on a stool, skimming a cookbook.
"Darling, your step father was in the capital and thought he saw you. Explain to me why you skipped school yesterday," she said without looking up from the book. Nina reminded me of her, even though they shared no relations.
"I was bored."
She looked up with an angry glare. "Just because you are bored," she whispered, "is not a reason to kill humans."
"It's not like I was killing everyone I saw."
"Still! I don't want anyone getting the least bit suspic
Burning Inside- IntroductionI walked into the concrete room, with my hands tied behind my back. The man behind me pushed me with a forced jab to the back of my ribs. I let out a soft grunt and whipped my thin hair around to glare at him. His face remained calm, but I sensed a fear deep inside of his soul. I tugged on his body heat and let something inside of me let go, and the guard burst into an invisible flame. He fell to the ground and clutched his chest, trying to extinguish the flame that was killing him from the inside. My tight lips pulled into a smile as others came to haul him away before I could do any more to him. Not that I needed to. They mostly hated the feeling of me in the room, and I could tell. I had that affect on most humans. Their natural instinct told them that I was bad, like a lion or a bear. And of course, that natural instinct was correct. I let my smile fade and turned to the small steel table with one light above it. A diminutive man sat behind it, picking his nails carelessly with a d
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