Isobel ran outside the garden. Agatha and Peter were waiting for her. "You're five minutes early. Take a seat and have a cup of tea," said Agatha. Isobel took a seat. Then, a man in his early 30s enter. His hair is as brown as hazel, his eyes is as green as a precious emerald and his skin is as fair as milk. Peter introduced the man to Isobel.
"This is Sir Alcott Lenoxx. He will train you to use your powers," said Peter. Isobel looked at her new trainer. He looks mysterious. "Hello, sir. Its nice to meet you," said Isobel. "Hello, Isobel. Its good to finally meet a flox after 20 years," said Sir Alcot. Agatha took a sip of her tea. "He's been training many flox for years now. Shall we begin?" said Agatha.
"Yes, ma'am. You should be clearing this area," said Alcott. Peter and Agatha bowed at Alcott and leave. He opens his bag and put an obstacle in front of Isobel."Do you know what's this?" asked Alcott. "A ball,sir," answered Isobel. Alcott smiled and said,"Precisely. You're going to use your powers on that ball," said Alcott.
Isobel became nervous. What if she fails? Whatever it is, she have to try. She took a deep breath. 'Focus Isobel, focus. You can do it,' thought Isobel. She close her eyes. She point her finger to the ball. Alcott observed Isobel. 'What is she doing?' thought Alcott. Isobel imagined the ball as a snowball. A moment later, the ball turns into a snowball.
Isobel opens her eyes. She couldn't believe her eyes. Neither does Alcott. "I don't believe it. So the Pandora were telling the truth," said Alcott. "The truth about what?" asked Isobel, curiously. "That you have the rarest gift of all, which is snow power," said Alcott, impressed about Isobel's gift. "Try that again. This time, nearer that snowball," said Alcott.
Isobel bowed at Alcott. She took a few footsteps towards the snowball. She close her eyes. This time, the snowball began to form a shape. It was a rose. She opens her eyes. Once again, Alcott was impressed. "Can you touch that shape you just formed?" asked Alcott. Isobel nods at Alcott. SHe touch the rose. This time the snow-sculptured roe became a snow-sculptured cat.
"Can you bring the sculpture up?" requested Alcott. "Sure," said Isobel. She close her eyes and bring the sculpture up. As it goes higher, the sculpture breaks. Alcott bagan to panicked. He thought Isobel destroyed the snow sculpture. Instead, the sculpture became snow. Alcott was amazed with Isobel's talent.
Isobel opens her eyes. "How...how did you do that?" hesitated Alcott. "I imagined it inside my head," said Isobel, smiling. Alcott gave a 5 minutes break to Isobel. Isobel went inside the mansion. Agatha walked towards Alcott. Alcott stared at Agatha in astonishment. "I've never seen anything like that. She is very special, Agatha. Just make sure don't let her get into the wrong hands. We don't want to lose anymore flox," explained Alcott.
Isobel opens the mailbox. There was a letter in there. Isobel felt excited and opens it. But when she opens it, there was nothing in the envelope. Just sand. Her excitement faded. How could her mother forgot about her? She would always reply. She threw the envelope on the ground. The sand in the envelope spilled. "Just a stupid sand," grouched Isobel. But wait....the sand is purple. That's odd for a sand colour. 'I'll show this to Agatha and Peter,' thought Isobel.
