"Berith, I believe it's time for me to issue you your next mission." A man said. He was sitting in a black office chair turned away from the boy named Berith. From the top of the chair his head poked out revealing he had dark brown hair.
"And what would you like me to do, father?" Berith asked.
"As you know the police force these days, have been lacking. I would like you to join their forces until I tell you to come back. Understood?" Berith's father explained.
Berith bowed, and turned away from his father. He walked away from the desk his father sat at, and to the door on the opposite side of the room. When he opened the door, his eyes were blinded by the light. He quickly stepped out, and closed the door behind him. He blinked multiple times in order to get used to the light before he walked away.
Berith was in a mansion, well lit with a light every five feet. Berith walked through the halls until he found the room he was looking for. He fished around in his slacks pocket and pulled out a key. He slid it into the lock, and turned it. He heard the click and opened the door. This room had no lights either, his father said it would harm the things inside.
Berith walked over to a table where multiple jars sat, each had a small light that flew around. Each was different color. He looked at each of them and thought about his mission. Then He picked up one with a black light, and one with a red light.
He opened the lids and the two lights flew out, Berith held out his hand. Almost like his hand was suctioning then in, the two lights were dragged towards his hand. When they reached a black hole in the center of Berith's palm opened up. The two lights were swept inside. Berith began to feel a new kind of strength he held out his hand, and a pistol appeared. Then he activated the other power he now felt. A bullet of flame shot out and caught fire to one of the walls. Slightly annoyed Berith dissipated the piston, and put out the fire, the he left the room.
His father would have already made arrangements for him to go to the police station by now, so he made his way to the front doors of the mansion. When he arrived he signaled a servant standing by the door to open it, they quickly nodded their head and hurried to open the door.
Berith walked out of the doors, and as he thought a police car was sitting outside the mansion. A servant standing next to the car opened up the passengers door, and allowed Berith to get in.
Berith sat down on the seat and looked over to the person driving. It was a man in his late fifty's. He had gray hair that was mixed with streams of black. His eyes were amber, he was fit, and wore a polices uniform.
"So your the new guy." He said as he began to start driving off.
He nodded my head. "What's your name?" He asked.
"My father didn't tell you?" He asked.
He shook his head. "My name is Berith Araya, it's my pleasure to be working with you." Berith said.
He nodded his head, and with a smile he said "you can call me captain Albert, I'll be in charge of the team your going to be in."
He nodded, and turned his head to look out the window as silence lapsed between the two of them.