There have always been elementals among us. Some said they were gods who chose to personify elements.
The thing about elementals is that they are able to manipulate the elements. Hence, the tag.
The other thing is that an elemental's manifestation of power can be triggered at any age, by anything.
We were an ordinary family; lived in a small house, ate together, fought...
Dad sold lands and landed property; mom ran a florist's outfit. Elemental meant nothing more than a word in the dictionary we had not stumbled on.
Our nation was going through a rough patch. The government was, all of a sudden, forced to fight fires on many fronts.
It chose to clamp down on anything that was problematic: dissidents, insurgents and terrorists.
And then the net extended to those with powers.
We were turning in one night, when the door was kicked open. It was the preamble to the cacophony.
One question reverberated: "Where is she!?
We were confused. We were not in politics, did not work in the public sector, and had no connection with government. What would government forces want with us?
Many elementals are able to control one element; fire water, metal etc.
There are some, however, who are able to combine more than one. They are called Crossers.
Those who cross are at the apex of the elementals hierarchy.
The uniformed men were barking at us, guns at the ready when mom appeared.
She hit the the floor with her palm. It started a tremor. Before they could regain balance, she created a vortex that carried them through the door and into the night sky.
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