Elemental Morsels

NOTE: yes, I am aware of the fact that there are stories with the subject revolving around elements (on this wiki). Before you think I'm a copier, please be aware that one, I have been thinking about this book since 5th grade, (years have passed since then, but I won't specify), two, I read the current stories on this wiki as of 1/28/2019 and thankfully none of my ideas were taken, three, their settings take place in a fantasy world, and mine does not (I mean, the concept is still fantasy, but mine takes place as though if it's in real life. Still not sure if this makes sense but eh). Four, I just discovered this wiki about 2 days ago, so I couldn't have stalked those other element authors and then added on stuff. You will find out more if you keep on reading. If this doesn't convince you then I don't know what will.

Blurb
Everyone has the ability to control one element: Fire, water, air, ground, nature, light, or darkness. But some can do it better than others. Those who show they can control an element are taken by Seekers, people who search for element users just like them. That's what happened when Shark, Avery, Vale, Ivy, and Wren when they accidentally unleashed their powers in the middle of a fight. A Seeker took them away to the nearest base to explain everything about their powers. The seven elements were enemies ever since the dawn of time, and have developed secret bases to hide and train elements from the outside world. But what happens when the darkness element, the elements known for being the most mysterious, finds out the location of each element's most important bases?

Prologue ~ ??:??, ???, Year ???
There is nothing. Not even darkness. Nothing in the vast void of nothingness. No time, no space, nothing. But out of the nothing, grew a small bit of something. Is it an object? Is it a creature? It is Beginning, and it has to start somewhere. The small bit of something caused a chain of events to happen. The nothing surrounding the Beginning turned to Darkness: the embodiment of dark, secrets, mysteries, and so much more, but most importantly, balance. There was no balance in the space of darkness. So out of the Beginning, grew Light: the happiness, brightness, and the balance to darkness.

Along the way, two more elements appeared. Fire: warmth, power, and emotions, created by Light. And Ground: solids, creativity, and the building blocks of the future.

The current four elements have evolved over time, and now have consciousness, physical bodies, and a form of communication. Ground, peaceful unless provoked, was tired of swirling asteroids around the space of darkness. It was tired of meeting the same three elements. Ground wanted to make a world for others to live in. So Ground shaped a decent chunk of space rock for his creations to live in.

But those pesky Elements wanted some fun too.

Fire, strong, haughty, and the master of conflicted responses was the first to hear the news.

"GROUND!" Fire bellowed. "WHAT ARE YOU THINKING, MAKING A WORLD FOR YOURSELF?"

Ground jolted. It's unfinished creations scurried around, trying to get away from Fire's sudden flare. "Are you saying I'm not allowed to control my own element?" Ground firmly said.

"YOU'RE DOING IT ALL WRONG! YOU NEED TO NAME IT, YOUR CREATURES ARE COLD, AND THEY CAN'T SEE!" Fire shouted.

Ground hated to agree with Fire, but those were some fair points. "Fine! I'll name this planet Earth. I'll put it next to your sun, and I'll have Light make it brighter. Happy now?" Ground pushed Earth near Fire's sun.

Fire grunted, feeling more pleased, and left Ground alone. Unfortunately, Darkness and Light heard their conversation and wanted to be a part of the Earth's creation.

"So. Little Ground is making a planet for tiny creatures." Dark strode by. He inspected the land and the animals closer. The time and space don't apply to the deities. A million years might seem like a few minutes to them. "Look at this. Your animals are living perfectly. They get so much warmth, plenty of light, but there's not enough space."

Ground agreed but was wary of Dark's intentions. "Yes. I will make Earth bigger." He glanced nervously at Dark's form and struggled to expand the Earth. While Ground struggled, Dark silently made it so darkness will fall on the Earth, the creatures will die and get diseases, and made two more elements: Air, Nature, and Water. The skies would create storms and disasters, the plants are poison and bugs flew everywhere, nicking at Ground's animals, and the water and liquids would form into rivers that wash away and drown the creatures.

Light "stood" by, watching it happen. It would not allow such unbalance in the world. Light made everything have a good side to it. She granted the world daytime, the skies would allow animals to breathe, some plants can be edible along with bugs, and water would quench the thirst of the animals.

Night noticed, a bit angered, but understood it.

Meanwhile, Ground successfully expanded the Earth until there was plenty of space for the animals to roam around. He quickly noticed the effects made by Night and Light and thought it was a nice touch, but a bit grumpy they hadn't told him first.

All of this happened over the course of millions of years. Since then, Ground's animals evolved, and the elements created by Night: Nature, Water, and Sky, kept doing their jobs. The elements were living peacefully, content with what they had and watched over the world.

Until the humans came.

They were the smartest animals of the earth, and possibly the most dangerous. Along with their hands and brains, they possessed one of the seven elements. Who gave them the powers? How could they trust each other now, when they could be plotting to take control? That was what the Elements were thinking when they saw the humans use them. It was quite impressive actually.

Rumors started spreading around, about who gave them their powers. Was is Ground, the creator of life? Was it Dark, who always had secret intentions? No. It was-

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This manuscript was acquired by Team 93 on August 27th, 1843. It was found in the ruins of Base #3, otherwise known as the Void Base, controlled by the dark element. An extremely old manuscript, dating back 86 million years ago, written in an ancient language. The Void Base decoded it in 1852 by Virginia D. Aderholt along with her team of code breakers. It was roughly translated to English and soon other languages. The end of the manuscript isn't available due to it being obliterated. Not ripped. Not caught on fire. Obliterated.

Chapter 1
This day couldn't get any better, thought Shark. The students will be taking a break from the boring, repetitive schedule, and actually do something fun. The stink holes who ran this place had such a great idea to let the students of VSS have a "friendly competition" with their rival school, LDS. Or, as they liked to call them, "Little Dumb Students". They should know better that everyone would be bashing everyone's heads together the moment they saw them, as demonstrated by last year's basketball game. Not that he was complaining.

The plan was to have LDS visit VSS' football field and partake in competitions together. It could be small things, like the bean bag toss and potato sack racing. The big event happens at the end. People are chosen to participate in a modified football game, while the rest sit on the bleachers and scream their heads off.

Shark prepared a giant sign and made Avery write a cheesy message on it. They made a $20 bet on how fast everyone would get annoyed by it, since the people behind him won't be able to see the game from the bleachers. Shark guessed 5 minutes. Avery guessed 2 minutes.

Fast forward a few minutes. It's homeroom, and Shark and Avery came to class one minute before the first bell. Mr. Benson gave the daily flinch when he saw Shark.

For some reason, everyone seemed to get the case of twitchy bodies whenever Shark was around. It was one thing to see it on a student, but seeing a teacher do it made him want to laugh. They basically had all the power to punish him for no reason, yet they still flinch away from him like they've seen Shark set loose twenty frogs in the hallways (it has happened before). The only person who didn't jump in fright at the sight of him was a janitor called Mr. Lerry, who could blend in with the students if he wanted to. And Avery, his closest friend, who owes him big time from that incident a few years ago.

Everyone's eyes flitted up as Shark sat down in his seat. He got a bit of satisfaction from that, that he's the boss. No one ever paid attention to Avery, though, who sat behind Shark and trailed him everywhere.

The next few minutes began with Mr. Benson talking about useless stuff, and then the class finally stood up to start the "extremely friendly" competition where "everyone will get along nicely" and "we will all get to know each other better", as stated by Benson. If "friendly" means evil, "getting along nicely" means everyone fighting one another, and "know each other better" means knowing where the LDS kid's weaknesses are, then yes, Mr. Benson will be right for once.

Chapter 2
The LDS students were already on the football field, with pathetic set ups of lame games. Each school stared back, taking in the unfamiliar faces. Some were looking with curiosity, some were downright glaring at one another, ready to fight if they had to. Avery had a moment of panic as he remembered the last time he was in a fight, before Scarlet adopted him and Shark. It was a story that he hid behind jokes and laughter.

It was years ago when he was just 8. He was homeless, searching for scraps of food in the middle of winter in downtown Syracuse. He remembered getting lucky as he found a whole loaf of bread, just a day past the expiration date, that someone threw out. Beggers can't be choosers, so he took the bread back to his hideout in the basement of an abandoned building. The problem was, people were already there

As Avery turned a corner, he saw four people, probably gang members, hanging out and talking to each other. He caught snippets of conversation, like,

"Are you sure this is his place?..."

"Haven't felt a presence this strong before..."

"I knew I should've brought a coat..."

Avery hung back, waiting for them to leave. But that wasn't the right choice.

One of them, probably the leader, saw Avery's tattered sneaker just around the corner. He called out to his friends, "Hey! We found him!" He towered menacingly over Avery's head. He had a black headband with a thick white stripe down the center.

The sky seemed to grow darker, like a cloud passing in front of the sun. But the sun was already covered in thick clouds. A lampost flickered in the distance.

"What should we do to him, boys?" Headband asked. The tone wasn't mean, just a curious question. But at that time Avery had learned to avoid as much contact with other people, and he was shaking at the sight of them.

"Shouldn't we get him to her? She's supposed to help guys like him" one of the guys said. Avery didn't know it back then, but as he thought of it, he assumed they meant to take him to an orphanage.

"She's really busy this year. What's that other person's name? Ruby?" continued Headband.

"No, it's Tourmaline. But-"

"Bring him to Tourmaline," Headband ordered. He then turned to Avery and said, "C'mere, we're gonna take you to somewhere saf-" He was cut out by a yell behind Avery.

"NO! Don't listen to them!" a boy about as old as him appeared right behind Avery, scaring him so much he dropped the bread.

Headband and his gang looked at each other as if having a silent conversation. They then exhaled a breath of annoyance.

"Oh, it's you again." Headband said as he saw the boy. "Looks like we're recruiting two tonight. You better not let yourself be beaten up by an eight-year-old again," he reminded his members.

"Try me again! I dare you!" the boy bravely said, already having his fists up. He didn't seem to be bothered by the winter winds.

Avery was standing there, not sure what to do. Should he run? Should he fight?

"Now look here, kid, you need to understand. We're trying to help you," Headband said, trying to coax him.

"Then why don't you explain what you're gonna do to us?" The boy pressured on. Avery liked how he said 'us'.

Headband looked around as if he was being spied on, and then said, "There's no time to explain! Just- OW!" The boy kicked out as fast as lightning at Headband's shin, and then said to Avery, "Come on! Follow me! And take that bread, too" Avery, leaving no choice but to follow, grabbed the bread and ran after him.

They dove into a crowd of people, muttering rudely as they pushed them aside. Headband and the others angrily followed, trying to catch them. They twisted and turned, and eventually lost them in the crowd. Avery was then led to an alleyway, which looked like a dead end, but the boy moved aside a few boxes to reveal a hole, and then dove down into it. "Come on!" he hissed, and Avery followed.

They took a moment to catch their breath, and Avery looked around. The place was not as big as his basement, but it was a lot cleaner. There was a small stash of food in the corner, which he looked hungrily at.

Finally, the boy said, "You owe me one. I ran into them a few weeks ago, and they were super suspicious. You can't trust them." He then looked hungrily at the bread in Avery's hands, and then said, "I guess you can't go back there anymore. This is your home now..."

Avery stayed quiet, feeling a mix of emotions. He was grateful that the boy helped him, that he has a loaf of bread in his hands, but he was a bit suspicious of him.

"Say, what's your name?" the boy asked Avery. He replied back quietly.

"Cool name. My name is Shark."

Chapter 3
Ivy walked through the crowd, flanked by her friends and people who admire her. She was the popular kid around here, the one everyone wants to invite to parties. Her soft and silky blonde hair radiated beauty across the football field. Her perfect, white teeth smiled in the sunlight, with an increasing amount of people following her.

Meanwhile, Wren, with her dirty brown hair, permanent slouch, and nerdy glasses, followed at a safe distance from Ivy. No one knew it, but she was Ivy's bests friend, ever since kindergarten. Everyone saw her as a quiet nobody who did average on report cards. Everyone would freak out if Ivy was caught hanging out with Wren. Well, maybe that was an exaggeration. But Wren didn't mind. She was used to it, and preferred it like that. She would much rather hang out with Ivy alone at her house, rather than with other people included. Watching her, judging her.

People were volunteering to help Ivy cheat on the upcoming contests. Ivy managed to shake them off, and told them she didn't need help and would much rather do it by herself.

Coach Harley blew a whistle, and everyone was silenced immediately. Only the LDS kids, though, as the VSS kids continued to talk, and some were even shouting at Coach for doing that. It was interesting how quickley Wren saw the difference between the two schools. The well disciplined kids of LDS, compared to the wild and rowdy VSS, which the teachers were trying to calm down.

After they calmed down, principle Greyson of the LDS had a big speech about how proud he was of the two schools, and how this was an excellent way to bond together, blah blah blah.

Then it was time for the games, with a complicated rotating system. There were no "school district vs district", it was a "combination of schools vs another combo". This didn't really work out, as they kept trying to shove eachother, and trying to assert dominance despite being on the same team.

Wren was playing the beanbag toss, teamed up with Ivy and two other kids from the other school. Wren was happily playing the game, while Ivy was distracted and was constantly reminded that it was her turn. She had a look on her face that Wren had seen plenty of times before. That faraway look while her eyes glazed over.

"Who is it this time?" Wren asked quietly.

"The one doing the tug of war. In the blue shirt. Oh, isn't he gorgeous?" Ivy squealed.

The thing about Ivy is that she crushes on every boy she sees. She usually hides them well, and Wren never told anyone about her habit.

Wren looked at the boy. He was handsome, alright. His dark brown hair was drenched in sweat as he pulled on the rope. He had a face that reminded Wren of a troublemaker that got away with everything, and no teacher ever suspects him.

"I've got to get his number," Ivy muttered absentmindedly.

About 5 minutes later, it was time to switch stations. The teachers also made them shake hands and say "good game". A boy practically broke Wren's hand as she tried to give him a handshake. He muttered "Good game", like it would kill him if he said it nicely.

Out of luck, the complex rotation system ended up with Wren and Ivy at a relay race, with Ivy's crush on the other team. Wren saw Ivy sweating and getting jumpy from being so close to him, which Wren though was ridiculous.

Meanwhile, the boy started muttering something to his dark-haired friend and started laughing. It was no doubt that they were laughing at Ivy (who was now combing her hair with her fingers), as they were glancing at her.

Suddenly, a misty red haze filled Wren's eyes. She wanted to storm up to them and kick them both. Who did they think they were, trying to pick on Ivy? ''Stop. Control yourself.'' Ivy blinked, and the red haze was gone. Why did she want to do that to them? She was not the type to do that. Wren gathered her anger and mentally kicked herself. A strong gust of wind almost knocked her over, which brought some giggled to her direction. Odd.

While Wren was distracted, Ivy snuck over to the other team to go talk to that boy. She tapped him on the shoulder and said, "Hi! My name's Ivy. What's yours?" It was lame, but it was also plain and simple.

The boy turned around and looked at her. "Shark."

"Huh? What?" Ivy wasn't sure if she heard that right.

"I said my name is Shark. Do you have trouble hearing or something?" Shark rudely shot back.

All that rudeness whooshed over Ivy's head, as she couldn't believe they were talking to each other. "Oh! Yes. That's a cool name. Can I get your phone num-" She was interrupted by a jarring whistle, that signaled them to pay attention.

Coach Harley bellowed into his megaphone, explaining the rules of the race (as if they didn't know how a race works), and some rules they had to follow, all of which were common sense.

Wren was first, and was up against a girl she had no reason to care for. Wren easily outran her.

That was an odd thing about Wren. She never had any interest in sports, but for some reason she was fast - if not the fastest girl in her school. She was vaguely aware of Ivy orienting herself to race against Shark.

Wren crossed the finish line, and was awarded a "good job". A few sessions later, and it was Ivy's turn against Shark.

Wren would never say this out loud, but she hated how slow Ivy ran. Ivy was never good at sports (though everyone passed the basketball to her in gym), and was 5 times slower than Ivy. Shark easily outran her, being almost as fast as Wren, she noticed annoyingly.

Then Ivy tripped. Wren was so sure Shark did that. She swore she saw him kicked out under Ivy and left her sprawled on the ground, but the way he did it with such skill made her doubt herself. Wren was so angry at the unfairness of this (even though Ivy would've lost anyways), that she almost broke out of her quiet and shy persona and was about to scream at him over something this small.

Shark high-fived his friend, grinning at each other like they accomplished something so great.

From then on, Wren was determined to hate every last molecule of Shark for as long as she lives.

W.I.p

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