[hider=Burning Inferno]
[color=9e0b0f]Get up, Brynn. There's not a lot of time.[/color]
Brynn could barely open his eyes; and the smell of smoke filled his lungs.
[i]Fire?[/i]
Half of Third Street was burning down. All around him were people screaming and running. Dazed and lost, Brynn managed to find his way out of the inferno.
[I]What happened? Did I do this?[/I]
He couldn't remember anything from the past few hours. Above him. Loud speakers were blaring out warnings.
"AN S-CLASS BREAKER HAS BEEN IDENIFIED IN YOUR AREA. IF YOU SEE OR BECOME IN CONTACT WITH HIM, LEAVE IMMEDIATELY. TARGET IS CLASSIFIED AS EXTREMELY DANGEROUS. DO NOT, REPEAT DO NOT INITIATE CONTACT WITH THE TARGET. THE BREAKER RESTRICTION FORCE WILL APPREHEND HIM."
[I]That must be me. Its only been a few days, how can they already find ms?[/i]
[color=9e0b0f]Half of this town is burning. You're the only Breaker that can do that.[/color]
Suddenly, a small group of B.R.F. Hunters were on him.
"Is this the target? He matches the description."
"Yeah, that's him. Grimm wanted him alive."
"Fuck that. A shithead like this is way too dangerous to be caught. Hell just get out again."
Brynn couldn't stand them. Hunters were all the same, all they cared about was the hunt. Not about what or who go in their way.
"If you want to kill me, just do it," he growled.
One of the Hunters raised his Cutter, a poorly designed combination of sword and chained saw. Brynn knew the weakness lies in the hilt. In one motion, he grabbed the Hunter's right hand, summoned Cale's gun, and shot straight through the hilt. In an instant the Cutter shattered to bits. Cale's revolver vanished as Brynn pulled the trigger on his sheath. Hot air rushed past his face as he caught the blade and cut his attacker in two.
"So. Any other takers?"
The remaining Hunters scrambled and ran. That's the thing about Hunters, they're cowards. 
[/hider]
[hider=On the Run]
Its been five days, Brynn was still being hunted. S-Class Breakers were sought after for research. They'd be dissected and out under a microscope. Brynn wanted to die, but not like that. Not with a whimper.
[color=9e0b0f]Brynn, its time.[/color]
[i]Time? For what?[/I]
[Color=9e0b0f]To meet the others.[/color]
With a burning in his hand, he grabbed his sword. A quick cut, and it seemed a hole in the world was cut. Brynn stepped through and for a moment, blacked out.[/hider]
[Hider=The Temple]
Exhausted, Brynn managed to get himself off the floor. Staring at him were three strangers.
[I]More Breakers? No, something else.[/i]
[Color=9e0b0f]Here we are. The Temple of the Archons. Your new legacy; and final resting place.[/color][/hider]