Fire. People see it as a tool for death and destruction of lives for its destructive capabilities. I see at a means to create, to inspire and to motivate.

My name is Isaac Parker, I have witnessed the other capabilities that fire has but at a cost. I lived a live of an orphan for as long as I could remember. My parents left me at the doorstep of the orphanage not long after my birth and I never knew why.

I was the kid that would play with fire whenever he had the chance and because of that I was always punished but that never stopped me. Fire was something I could always be amazed by but I guess fire didn't like the way I lived and burned the orphanage to the ground. I was in the center of it all and I awaited my death but never came.

The fire avoided me, left me unharmed and allowed me to leave the burning building. Since that day I wanted to know why the fire hadn't burned me alive.

Then one day, I learned I could control fire. I can manipulate and control the fire by will. That day had changed me for what I hoped was for the better.

My life only has only just begun.

A/N: You may be wondering; But Uncle, didn't you post a story like this centuries ago? Well little timmy, yes I have but I long since have abandoned it, left in the dust and buried it. This is a rewrite but it's not just any ol' rewrite, this one is being co-written with a dear pal of mine, you may or may not know of him. He goes by the name of ExoDemonG and this all wouldn't be possible without him, hell he even brought up the idea, so seriously, I have to thank him for making this possible. Now go little timmy... Or Sara, I don't know just go, read on and don't be afriad to send some feedback, both Exo and I await to hear what we can improve and how.

Co-written with the help of ExoDemonG