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Mimik didn't have enough time to dodge the spear. He felt the spear rip through his skin, force it's way through his body and come out the other side. The pain was incredible, but Mimik had to keep running.

He could feel the blood dripping out of the gaping wound in his chest. His breathing was becoming heavy. And his vision blurry. Could an Elemental die from blood loss? The question was never asked, and he feared he would answer for the worse tonight.

Mimik steps slowed down, he could barely stand up straight. Using the support of the trees around him, he kept himself upright. Visions of his old life appeared in his head. Wasn't there a saying that said your life flashes before your eyes when you're about to die.

Mimik had just gotten off of work, he worked a low wage crappy job. But it didn't bother him, everyday after work he would take the local bus to his house. He would unlock the door, as soon as he turned the handle he would be bombarded, by two loving children. He would hug them then make his way to the kitchen where his beautiful wife was.

The visions wouldn't stop, he was taking a step in to a past, the past he had tried to forget. He stopped walking, there was no point, he couldn't see where he was going anyways.


Today was no different, he opened his door and his two twin boys stood waiting for their father to return. They were five years old, they were completely mortal, they only took after their mother. But he had promised them a round of flag football before dinner tonight.

He made his way to the kitchen first, he saw his wife standing by the stove getting dinner ready, he kissed her like always then made his way upstairs to get out of his work clothes.

Mimik leaned up the nearest tree he could find, the amount of lost was catastrophic, and remembering the past was the only way he could think of to escape the fear and the pain.

Mimik slipped out of his work suit, and put on a pair of jeans, and a T-shirt. He went to the bathroom to wash away the worries of the day. That's when he smelt it. He smelt smoke, and a lot of it.

He ran out of the bathroom and made it to the stairs, he could hear the sobs and screams of his family. He ran down the them, he was a masked figure holding his two sons, Mimik was about to summon the earth around him to attack the mysterious man. But another one sneaked up behind him, with a cloth soaked in chloroform.

Mimik struggled to fight the drug, but it was useless. The drug successfully did it's job. The last thing he heard was the sobs of his wife, accompanied by the screams of his twins.

Holding on to life seemed useless, what was left for him? Mimik couldn't even answer that question.

When Mimik woke up, he was in a police department, arrested for the murder of his wife and two children. He was held in custody, for days. he was questioned and questioned. He needed to get out though. Mimik had to. He escaped in a violent frenzy. He needed to find the mysterious men, he needed revenge.

He would kill anybody who got in his way. This was the day when Mimik began to hate mortals.

To this day he never found the men, he never avenged his family. In two days it would be three years since their deaths. He would not die until they are avenged.

Mimik opened his eyes, still weary from the blood loss.


((A look in to Mimiks past. Wow, that's a long post xD))