The Fire Sorceress

Chapter Twenny One

*Ember's POV*
I squealed as I was shoved into the cell. I landed hard on my head and staggered to my feet, anger blazing in my eyes. A guard threw Seto in next to me. He landed with a grunt and got to his feet, fire blazing in his palms. With a roar of rage, he started melting the bars. Slow at first, but soon they glowed with a purple intensity.

The guard quickly grabbed a gun. With a flick of my wrist, I summoned a blade from the sleeve of my dress. As the guard shot, I leapt forward and deflected the bullet. I landed gracefully on my feet and readied myself in a fighting stance. The guard shot again, this time at Seto's heart, and I dove in front of it, twisting and trying to catch it on the blade of my dagger, but it caught my wrist and sunk deep. I cried out, falling as gravity took its toll.

I examined my wrist, a fuzzy feeling overtaking my body. I realized with a shock that it wasn't a bullet--it was a tranquilizer dart. My head crashed to the ground and all was black.

*Seto's POV*

I saw Ember fall. Pain shocked through my veins as the guards yowled, grinning savagely.

I narrowed my eyes at the gunmen, who were hastily reloading. I threw a passional purple ball of flames at them. It caught one on the arm and he wailed as the fire spread. The odor of burnt hair and skin filled the air, making me gag. Using the moment to his advantage, the guard shot at my arm. I ducked, the bullet whizzing over my head.

I flung a fireball at him, and he rolled out of the way, his black hair getting singed in the process. He shot a barrage of bullets at me, and I tried to jump out of the way, but one caught my arm. I fell, a look of surprise plastered to my face. I subtly registered a needle like thing in the place of the bullet before I lost consciousness.

*Ember's POV*

To my surprise I awoke to metal cuffs strapped to my wrists, next to Seto, Poof, River, Dusty, and a young man I had never met. Sora was missing; she must be casting a cloaking illusion.

I tried to burn through the thick metal, but it just glowed a faint orange and faded. Seto tried too, and got the same results but with a purple glow. "Nice try, fools," a deep voice echoed through the cavern-like space we were being held in. "These were custom made for me, and they suck up your magic and send it to the Abyss. Don't try anything, because these things will suck it right up!"

"Oh, shut up," I rolled my eyes sourly. "No one cares about your crap, Notch."

Notch scowled, matching my stormy look. "Do you want to follow your magic, Ms. Burnne?"

I said nothing, but cast a glare that would rival Medusa's. Notch started blabbering about how we were all doomed. I yawned again, and everyone but Poof and the strange boy started screeching at Notch to shut up. He snarled at us and shocked the wristbands until we all fell unconscious...again.

*Poof's POV*

I watched helplessly as my friends' heads drooped as they lost consciousness. I turned to the boy next to me, just as Notch left our cell. "Hello, I'm Poof. Who're you?"

"Kai." The boy swept his black hair out of his eyes, which were a dark brown. I swallowed.

"So, uh, why exactly are you here?" I asked uncomfortably.

"I could ask you the same question."

"Well, I have, erm, ice powers, and I guess Notch wants us confiscated, so..."

Kai nodded. "I have wizardry talents as well." Notch opened the door, grumbling about faulty machinery. He shocked the others back to life, and they jolted to existence with a groan

"Now, I'm going to take one of you at a time into my Pain Orifice of Torture Tantamount and Yeastiness." We all looked at him strangely. "Yeastiness means marked by spirited enjoyment!" A/N: I spent about an hour finding those words. WOT (Waste Of Time). If you look up yeastiness, it will say of or regarding to yeast or something, but I found a definition that said marked by spirited enjoyment.

"No," Ember said, "the initials spell P.O.T.T.Y..."

Notch facepalmed. "How could I have been so blind?!! Come along, you imbecile, after me." Her dragged Ember by the cuff on her wrist. One of the shooting people stood guard in front of the entrance to the chamber, scowling. I exchanged a worried glance with Seto, hoping that she'd be alive once this was over.

*Ember's POV*

Notch cackled as he locked the door, barring it with a few guards. "Now, sit here." I obliged and he lay me down, me cringing at his hands on my bosom. A/N: PenguinPoof6 Snape: Did thy flee from my bosom and cease to exist?...
Ron: What's a bosom, Harry?
Hermione: Yeah, tell him Harry!
Harry: Um...oh look another page!

Notch clicked a button on his receiver, and with a beep, more metal clasped across my wrist, torso, and ankles, and duct tape covered my mouth. I struggled, realizing that I wouldn't be able to get out of this once he started. "Now, we all know what hurts fire elementals the most, don't we?" I nodded weakly. "Water and Ice. Why don't we test this theory on you, Ms. Burnne?" I shook my head helplessly, struggling against the bonds.

Notch clicked another button, and a wave of water cascaded across my face, scalding at first and then slowly growing colder. I screamed through the tape as the frost pierced my skin, screamed as it hardened into ice, screamed until the ice of my breath covered my mouth, screamed until I could scream no more.

When I thought I could take no more, he said, "ICE BUCKET CHALLENGE!" And dumped dozens of thousands of ice cubes onto my head. What was worse was that they were dry ice, and they burned me with the intense cold. Sparking tears ran from my eyes, and an idea blossomed into existence. I cried more, the cubes slowly melting away. Notch scowled at me through the gap and held up more dry ice in his gloved hands. "Stop crying," he growled. I nodded tightly, and he dumped more ice on my head.

My throat closed up as he put mw through water related torture to ice related torture until I couldn't breathe. The tears spilling out of my eyes, coating my broken body in a wave of flames, and I quickly tried to stop. Notch glared at me and took the metal clasps off. I tried to walk and fell over, so just crawled to the steadily opening doors. I got to my feet and limped to the seating area, collapsing into the chair and lying there. Seto's concerned gaze swept over me before I fell into blackness once more.