Name: Chris Pinasco
Weapon:Garnet Fire Sword
Location: Staten Island, NY
Time: 12:00 AM December 22nd, 2012

The crackling of a fire... Its soothing Warmth...

Chris quickly opened his eyes. He slowly stood up, trying to remember what had just happened. After a few seconds of thinking, the memories came flooding back. He ran over and flipped the light switch, but the lights would not turn on. He knew that there was no power, but he attempted to turn it on anyway. He found no success. He found his Iphone, but it would not turn on either. He looked out the window to see all the other lights in the area were also out. He noticed something else however. At first it appeared to be nothing more than a red speck, but as Chris focused on it, he realized it was an actual object lying in the street. Chris was instantly interested, and decided to go to it. He walked downstairs and found a flashlight. He tried to turn it on, but it would also not work. Chris was confused. He did not understand why not even battery powered electronics weren't working. He did not dwell on the thought too long however, and chose to light a candle.

He proceeded to leave his house and walk down the street, keeping his eyes glued to the red object. The closer he got, the darker the object seemed to get. Eventually, when he was only a few meters away, the object was barely visible. Eventually, he reached it. He bent down, holding the candle closer in an attempt to identify it. It was a sword, long and sharp. Chris wondered how it ended up where it was. He was about to pick up the weapon when he dropped the candle on it. He quickly reached down to grab the candle, hoping that it wouldn't go out. Chris was shocked to see that, although the candle was no longer touching the metal, Flame still flowed from where the candle had touched.

Chris picked up the sword, surprised by the warmth of the handle. The sword had weight to it, yet did not feel heavy or uncomfortable to hold. He starred at the spot of flame flowing from the blade, both curious and confused. Suddenly everything flashed white. Chris rubbed his eyes, surprised at the sudden bright light. As he opened his eyes again, He saw 5 shapes. He had just enough time to recognize them as humans before they began to fade. Chris was even more confused now. He was so confused it hurt his head to even attempt to comprehend what had just happened.

He turned to head back to his house. As he turned, he saw something. From an alley to his right, he saw something moving. He turned his head just in time to spot a grey shape darting towards him. Chris did not notice until the last second what it was. It was not even human. It did not even appear solid. It appeared more of a mist than a solid, as if the shape would disperse if touched. It did not disperse however. It took Chris off guard, knocking him to the ground. As the creature leaped onto him, Chris did the only thing he could think of. Lying on his back and watching the creature coming towards him, He swung the sword up towards it. As he swung it, the small spot of flame spread, Engulfing the entire blade. The creature burst into flames, falling down on top of Chris. He panicked, anticipating the burning pain of the fire. But none came. In seconds, the fire dissipated, leaving him in total darkness. Even the flame on the sword had gone out. No trace of the creature remained.