Anastasia's POV
We came home at around noon. I immediately ran to my bedroom. hours past, I never left. My mind was filled with guilt. How could I have let this happen? Elena's death was my fault. I could hear the whispers in the condolence line, they knew she died in a fire, they didn't know how, but they suspected it was the fault of a pyrokenetic. My plan was simple, wait until everyone went to sleep, then pack my bags, warm the lock so I can open the window, and escape.
TIME SKIP
it was 11:50, time to put my plan into action. I packed a change of clothes, some food, and my favourite memento, a stuffed orange cat named Gingey. I rubbed my hands together and a small fire appeared in the centre of my palm. I held the lock until it was a clay-like consistency. I maneuvered the lock and it came undone. I opened the window, jumped to the ground, and ran towards the forest ahead.
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The fire of love
FanfictionA pyrokenetic sends herself into self exile after accidentally killing her best friend. KotLC riordanverse crossover I only own Anastasia Phoenix and her family. The rest belongs to Shannon messenger and Rick Riordan
