He didn't remember the beginning of the war that was drooling over the land of ice and how he got there, but he remembered the letters he wrote.

So many people had died. Fire was being shot and people were murdered brutally...

The four elements all brought their everything. Nobody wanted to lose.

The firelings had burned down the walls of ice. Calum was in a state of numbness. He didn't care if he was going to die.

A single man had turned his back on him and had changed his whole world.

An airling came running to Calum to attack. He wanted to kill him. Calum gave a stare as he breathed in and turned the man into ice.

The soldiers eyes widened as his body froze up in ice. The ice covered his head, Calum breathed out..

The man broke into tiney pieces. Calum could hear the man screaming before his death.

Calum did this too many people that were in his way. He felt mighty knowing his power.

It felt good taking revenge on the crucial world out there. People had always underastimated him.

•

Michael took out his sword and began fighting three soldiers from the fire tribe.

The first one took a swing. Michael blocked it with his sword and pushed back as the other guy started attacking him. He kicked him on his side and stuck his sword into his stomach.

The two men then came to attack Michael at the same time. He quickly ducked down and cut both there legs. As they were suffering in pain he sliced one of the guys his head.

"Please! Please have merci on me my lord" the other one started begging.

Michael breathed out. "What is your name?" Michael asked.

"Lelax" the guy said.

"Well..Lelax..I shall let you be free" Michael said. The guy looked up in hope.

....

Pysch!

Michael twisted his sword into a defending position before cutting the man his head in two.

"No merci, no pain" Michael whispered in himself as he started fighting the rest.

His face was covered in blood and mud. His hair was messy and he was tired, yet he'd do anything to win this battle.

Michael gave a guy an elbow into his face. The guy fell into unconcious because of it. Since Michael hasn't eyes in his back, he got jumped on.

"aarggh!" Michael groaned as he twisted in circles. It was hard to move in the crowd of people. The guy wanted to cut him with a knife, but Michael wouldn't have it.

Because of his tiredness and the weight in his back he was slowly sunking in.

He gave the guy a head butt before the guy had released Michael from pain. He fell forewards in full force and ended up on the muddy and cold ground between the mass of people.

There was no way he could get back up again. People started walking over him. Dead bodies were slurring around and horses were riding every where. The people were closing in which gave Michael a dim light.

He was gonna lose.

Michael kept fighting for air since his body was losing oxygen. He started gropping peoples legs and arms to get up in the air.

His arms were getting heavier and his legs were soaking in. His nose was bleeding and his adrenaline was kicking in. He wasn't gonna die today!

His parents would be dissapointed. Calum would be dissapointed. Michael kept holding on untill there was a stream off light hitting his eyes.

His heart was slowly sinking away.

He pushed and gropped as he made his way to the top and finnaly found the air he had been searching for all along.

•

"Off with their heads!" The icelings yelled as they surrounded a group of airlings.

Calum stood face to face with a traitor. A man who has stolen everything good in the world.

Marcel.

There was queite a few meters of distance between them.

"I destroyed everything you have ever had" Marcel said and smirked.

Calum stayed quiete. He was done playing games with this man. Calun didn't feel nothing for nobody anymore. Calum's mind was broken and wasn't to be fixed. Maybe this is where he'd should've been all along? He doesn't feel anything.

But he knew he wanted Marcel dead.

"Do you like hearing that..man in black?"

Calum exhaled deeply. "I don't care" he said giving Marcel a death glare.

"Sure you do, but you like games" Marcel said and started chuckling.

"Wanna play a little game..Robin Hood?"

Robin Hood was a thief that stole money from the rich to give to the poor. There for he ran from the bad and got shot with arrows. Conclusion is: Calum doesn't want to play.

"How about no?" Calum said.

"I don't take no for an answer, Hood" Marcel said and took out his bow and arrow.

"Of course you don't" Calum said as he yet stood completely still.

"I give you 5 seconds to run...and then I'll start shooting" Marcel said before laughing again.

Calum hated him and his dumb laugh. Calum wasn't gonna run.

"1"

Calum stood still

"2"

Calum doesn't speak

"3"

Marcel got his bow and arrow ready.

"4 better start running!"

Marcel yelled.

"5...you lost!"

Before Marcel could even shoot the arrow, the man got stabbeb into his back with a sword.

The man his eyes widened as he knew he had lost. He was going to die slowly and painfully.

The person who had killed Marcel pulled out his sword. Marcel his body fell down.

It was him

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