Children were in camps and assigned colors due to their eyes, Green: highly intelligent, Blue: electricity, Gold: telekinesis, Red: the most dangerous they had fire, your name was Rosa you were taken from your family few years ago and raised in the camps

Reds for killing people, burning down buildings, hunting...since they were powerful Reds were treated like dogs having chains around their neck like a leash and forced to walk on their fours even having to wear a fireproof muzzle around their mouth, while they used Golds for moving stuff, Greens solving codes, Blues electricity power, few years ago you were put in groups depending on your power by color. The powerful man named John that no one dared to cross was still in control of the camps and the kids there since his power was being able to control all the elements the kids had, while you were a...red

Being a Red was harsh either you listened or got punished by John himself or the guards sound guns that played high pitch noises to keep Red's in check that felt like thousand of nails being scratch on a chalkboard, You didn’t know what was going on all you heard was a loud helicopter noise in your ears, before you heard John voice yelling “Drop them!” You heard John yell before you felt a strong chain on your neck and felt a strong wind hitting your face, before you felt yourself being dropped down against an zip line with an heavy chain still on your neck. You couldn’t see anything since you had a black bag over your head you felt yourself on your fours on the ground, and felt the bag off your head seeing you were in large field with building in front, with every other Red in the same position you were in with chains on their neck being held by the guards, with John in the middle of everyone, John looked down at you since John knew you were the most strongest Red that had white flames instead of red “We got some burning to do.” John spoke coldly snapping his fingers making the guard behind you tighten the chain and slam you and the Reds down