When watching an open fire you cannot help but be ultimately hypnotised by its movements, the way the flame bends, moulds and disappears before reappearing once again. Standing too far away may make you cold, though there is a comfort in knowing the further you are from it, the safer you are.
Others are the opposite, they are drawn to it like a moth to a light, captured by its sheer presence and the precision of its movements. These are the ones who tend to stand too close, the ones who don't take into account the danger it possesses, the ones who don't realise they are on fire until it's too late.
The guards didn't realise until it was too late.
It was a blur, the fire wasn't burning my body anymore.
I became fire itself.
It poured out of me like pouring a glass of water on a hot summers day, I became one with the burning pain I spent so long ignoring.
I was so bright I couldn't even see, I just felt.
Felt the pain of my mother, felt my own grief and rained hell fire upon those who caused every ounce of it.
A whisper in the wind caught my attention.
Put it out
I can't, I won't, they will suffer.
Put. It. Out.
It is done my child.
At once I felt my body temperature begin to drop, my body slowly becoming my own once again.
I could hear multiple voices and their footsteps go with them.
I'm lowered to the ground at once, my back amongst the burning bodies of dozens of soldiers I killed.
I killed them.
I was no longer looking up at the roof of my childhood home but instead the stars of the night sky as pieces of burning ceiling fall around me.
I have great things in store for us Aliera.
Multiple pairs of cold metal hands grab at my body before my world goes black.
All the love - DD
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A Court Of Shadows and Sin
FanfictionHephaestus was the most powerful God. The God of fire. He possessed the power of the Phoenix or as others call it the 'War Ender.' Before his death he claimed that his powers would be passed on ONCE for all of eternity. Those powers were passed ont...
