socrates

ok i know i'm new and all and i wrote this bit wanting to publish but i don't think i catch the reader at all. but i was wondering is it worth finishing the story.




Young Danny Thornton laughed as his butler jach struggled with multiple plates as he set the table. “Master Danny it would be so kind of you to help me with setting the table.” Jach said stumbling over Danny’s outstretched foot and faltering with a plate of caviar which fell to the ground with a mighty roar. Danny fell over backwards in stitches of laughter. “I can’t believe u were so clumsy as to fall over your own two feet.” Danny managed as he stopped to catch his breath. “Why I will certainly tell your mother……….” Jach said before getting cut off by Danny’s abrupt voice. “Tell my mom what that I tripped you, but when are you gonna tell her she is never home you idiot.” Danny shouted. “Then I will very much inform your father……….” Jach bean to say before being cut off again. “My dad, when are earth are you going to tell him he is never home.” Shouted Danny rage taking over his face. Danny threw a plate of roast Turk off the table and stomped upstairs. Danny was a boy around the age of 12 or 13 now, he was a rich boy but very hot under the collar when it came to family matters as you saw above. He was a genius boy when it came to scientific matters (he had won the state science fair 4 years in a row with his fantastic flame glove). “why did I have to be cursed with brains and continually missing parents, why do I have to go day to day with that lazy butler,” Danny muttered pacing his room, “ I wish I could burn every trace of my existence here.” That’s what the butler told the police were Danny’s activities on his last day none to man (so they think). Mrs. Thornton was a wealthy woman with a missing husband and a missing supposed dead son (no body found on site of the fire or anywhere in the facility also no proof of arson). She knew it had to be Danny’s cursed gloves of flame as he called them. Why did she ever let him keep those gloves till he was as angry as jach had made him? But what was done was done she could only wait for her son to calm down and hoped he didn’t die in the meantime. She lifted herself out of her self drudgery as she would lift herself out of a never ending pit and continued on her walk through life. Not knowing it would be so long before she would see her son she would not even remember him but as a insurance payoff.



He-he-he echoed through the empty streets as a boy with a fist of electricity ran down the road. “You’ll never get me alive coppers.” The boy yelled like a raving lunatic sending charges of electricity at the men coming at him. “Get back here you dirty mongrel.” A man in a fancy uniform shouted splashing through the mud like a young sow races after her children. He-he-he was all they heard of him before he disappeared in a flash of light. He cackled in the sewers at the idiots that had been chasing him through his own district, he knew the place like his hand. “Ehhhhhhh…” the boy almost screamed before seeing the glow of a power he had been reading about in the ancient archives. It was ice just like his was lightning. “Now boy who are you and what are you doing in my home.” The sturdy face almost like that of elves looked at him with an ice dagger locked on his throat. “Ach lef no cron de sarc.” Or “I am a man of elements to friend.” He said with an impish smile etching his face. “You are, are you? Well let’s see some powers boy or you will die.” He said his face a perfect balance no emotion noticeable. “Ac ler de sut.” The child said smiling inwardly at the element spells as his hand glowed a bright orange and red like the morning sun. “Well child you can work with light and electricity apparently but you still have been very rude and not told me your name?” the teen said eyeing the boy with a stern look. “Well my friends call me do tagh but my birth name is Blake Lewis.” Blake said shrinking in the stern gace of anx du wat or ice warrior. “Very well then you probably know my name of power by my weapon here, so I will take you to a meeting of powers.” He said setting off at a brisk pace his dagger shrinking into his hand and becoming a light with an icy glare to it. Blake was dumbstruck by Eden (a lost child from years ago) thought of taking him to a room of elementals when they were the only two he knew about. Eden knocked on a large section of concrete which split with his command showing a bright hall were four other boys around his age had gathered all with a glow about them. “Wow the six elements inhabited in men now standing in the same room as him.” He thought himself in a fairy tale of old when elves and dwarfs were still among the men in earth. He looked and identified them all by the glow around them; fire, air, shadow, earth, and ice. Then looking down he saw not only his arm glowing (as normal) but his whole body a beacon of yellow energy. “Well now that the last one of us has joined you may all let don your protective shields that I know all but the new arrival put up in my absence.” Eden said in a commanding voice as all the glows faded even Blake’s. “Well since none of us know each other let’s introduce your self’s starting with the young arsonist who has already become one with his power and going clockwise around the table. The man with the red glow stood up saying, “I am Danny Thornton.” “I am john newcros.” Said the boy with the white glow. “I am Nate haper.” The darkened skin boy of earth said. “I am Kenny lintner.” The boy shrouded in complete black which matched his heavy glow. “I am Blake lewis friends.” Blake said his voice heavy with emotion. “I am Eden dearth.” Said the boy glowing a bright blue which brought out his pointed ears, set back eyes, drawn features, shown ribs.

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I can’t believe that bastard brought me here to end up with a bunch of idiots who can’t help themselves at home. Kenny said growling under his breath as his fingers
Sharpened into claws then controlling himself brought them to normal. If I can’t even control myself how can I judge them? “Now we are all here and can all use our talents by natural ability or by the matters of science but we have them relentless and we will adopt the name our ancestors had,” he paused for breath, “we will become the elementals just as our ancestors called themselves.” This erupted into broken scowls and laughs along the table. Only that smug little lightning boy is grinning. “and just as our ancestors we will have problems keeping all the men at peace, we have only the main elements that were remembered there were many more not mentioned in the books some of you read such as the stars, trees, black holes and more.” He said staring at each one in turn. “Why should we all unite under one banner?” Kenny shouted throwing the room into dancing shadows. “Hold your tongue you imbecile” Eden said in a low voice. “I don’t have to listen to you; I am stronger than you I can sense your ever growing fear of me.” Kenny said a malicious grin on his face. “Fool, do you think we would let a friend fight alone, you would have all the other master elements fighting you as well as him.” Danny said his hair rippling with flames as he walked towards the shadows. “Like I am afraid of you idiots.” Kenny shouted glee spreading across his face. “The flame rips through shadow and shows the way and stands as a beacon for righteousness to fight.” Danny said his flame growing with every step. “You’ve had those powers what for 3 days? I have had mine and have been honing them for 3 years u bastard so I would advise you backing off now.” Kenny growled deepening the shadow so only a faint light showed not four feet in front of him. “Enough!” shouted Eden. He was barely heard over the whistling as eight ice spikes were sent through the air. Four of them hit each boy sending them flying against the wall with a heavy thud.

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=D> so true.
But which are you the fool or the wise man?