"Ryan was only 15 when his parents dropped him off in some forest in New Jersey.
Neither of his parents knew that they would regret this.
"Wait! Come back!...Please!"
Ryan cried out, But no one replied.
The only sounds he heard were his parents' car and his crying.
Ryan looked around, He didn't fully understand the fact he was in a forest.
Alone.
No one to hear his cries.
Until he heard leaves crunching and a few branches snap.
"Hello?.. Is someone there?"
He then saw a figure, He looked at every detail..
A 8 foot tall male, with...weird armor that looked like it was from a museum.
The figure stepped out into the light,
"Dave?" Ryan asked, the figure took a moment to reply, "Hi..Ryan." It took its head piece off.
"DAVE!!" Ryan hugged the other, and laughed, "I thought I was going to die out here!"
A few years later.
Ryan has been living in a small village with a population of around 500, Ryan's brother, Dave, Left him to go back home.
"Hi Carol! And hi little Bill!" Ryan was doing his normal greetings.
He soon walked off into the forest near the village.
A few hours he came back, A few of his friends commented that he seemed..off.
"SHUT UP!" He yelled, stomping off.
Ryan was looking at the village, a lighter in hand, shaking as if he just saw someone die.
Ryan began jumping on roofs of the houses in the village, lighting them on fire untill everything was on fire, He got out in time but burned his right arm, and hand.
He thought to himself, running from the village, 'I don't want to be known as Ryan.
That's stupid..' He shook his head, now sitting by a tree.
'Khaos. That's...a nice name.'
Khaos picked a yellow flower from the tree base and held it into his view and crushed it and then shook the pollen and petals off.
A few more years later..
Khaos has burned down many villages, Earning the name, "Fireous." given by the newspaper writers. Khaos was walking around the same forest He was left in.
"I wonder If I could find mom..and dad..."
He tried to recall his parents' address, but failed.
"If only Dave was here.."
He looked around as he heard a lot of screaming, And decided to walk to the source; It was a group of people. They saw him and ran for their lives. One of them dropped a paper so he picked it up."