Ignite

The Beginning

The water is cold. My lunges are filling with this wet mixture. I can't breath. I feel like I am falling in an never ending maze of seaweed and rocks. The world is swimming with different colors. This cold water is creating an wet coffin. I feel like I am under a spell, I can't move. I also cannot remember anything that happen to me. How did I get here? I am spinning to the bottom. I close my eyes as I am about to take defeat to the watery beast, that is this body of water. My body is relaxes. I am screaming in my head with this last effort to live. Boom! the spell break. I scramble to the water line. My legs push off the bottom. My arms are being to move again. They make this circular motion as I break the surface.

The sky is black and I am in the middle of this river. I don't know where I started but I am here. I start to swim to the edge of the river. There is so much adrenaline running though my veins as I crawl to land. I had never loved land more. I want to kiss the ground I am standing on. I look around and see a faint city sky line in the distance. I also see a lonely tree and a picnic table. I crawl to this tree. To my new back rest. I feel the mud and grass underneath my figures tips. My body and clothes are covered in concoction of mud and grass. The adrenaline is draining and the pain is beginning to come alive

As I rest on this cold tree, I decided to asses the damage. I start at my feet and work my way up. My shoes are soak. My blue high tops have little puddles around them. The little holes at the sides are creating a faucet for the water. I can feel gravel and seaweed between my toes though the socks. My laces are creating sad smily faces under the weight of water. I work up to my legs, and see little rip and tear of my black legging. Their big holes where my knees are. My knees are scraped and bloody. It must be from the tumbling of the rocks. My leggings are sticking to my legs. I look at my chest and my little buttons of my flannel about to fall off. The black and red of my flannel is now a more brown shade from the mud that is all around me. I can feel a big bruise starting to form on my stomach. My back is so soar I could scream in agony. My elbows are ripped too like my legs. Scraped and bloody. How long was I in the water? I turn my hands over and see little wrinkles from the frigid water.

A cold breeze flows though my wet clothes. It sends a shiver up my back. What did I do? I don't know where to go? The hospital? They will start to ask me all these questions and I can't deal with that right now. All I want is some peace and quiet. A hotel? But how will I pay for it. I don't even know my name. I look at the sky for a sign for anything but the sky is just black. Not even the north star is showing in the sky tonight. I roll up my arms to see little goose bumps on my arms. I want to scream to cry to express something but I am so tired.

My world is spinning in my mind. My eyes are closed. I feel a push or a tug against my arm. I peel my eyes open and see a warm almond eyes staring back at me.
"Run away now!" He said with urgency
"I can't move" I say weakly
"Break the spell"
"I already did that in the water"
His eyes look at me in shock. I put my head back on the old tree trunk and closed my eyes. He tugged on my arm again.
"What now?" I said kinda of pissed off
"You need to come with me."
"Why?"
"Why are you so stubborn."
"because I am not going to follow a random stranger."
"I am your last hope" Now that peaks my interest. My eyes probably gave me away. He stares at me like I am a crazy girl in a mental hospital.
"I honestly have no idea of what you are talking about, I don't even know my name right now"
He just stares at me and gives me a sigh. I think he pitted me. Then he scoops me up bridal style.
"You can't just pick me up like that, without my consent."
"Do you want me to leave you on a battlefield."
"Wait, hold the phone, I am on a mother fudging battle field right now?"
"Yeah, how do you not see all the people."
It's like a vail was lifted over my eyes. I finally saw everything. It was so scary that it was beautiful. The sky was roaring with different colors. Flames were everywhere. Shots ripped past my ear drums. Water was turning into swords. Their was huge rock walls everywhere that moved around the ground like it was a chessboard. The air was moving so fast I could barely breath. This is no normal battle field. People were manipulating the earth like it was play-doo. I look up at this person and say "What the hell is going on?"

"It's a very long story, that I don't have the time to explain right now." He saids almost as if he was bored. He starts to pick up the pace and runs behind one of those rock walls. I hear metal clashing and shots shooting. He finally lets me down. I feel the cold stone on the back of my head. "So what do we do now?" I hear approaching screams. Panic sets in. Why am I here? Am I going to die? How am I not died already? He must have seen the panic in my eyes and tells me everything is fine. He hands me a gun and tell me if anyone shoots, shoot back.

Right before I can get to the gun. The wall behind us explodes. The heat burn my back. I can feel the rocks penetrate my skin. I can sense hot tears streaking down my face. I turn to see the boy lying on the ground covered in blood.

I can't just let him die. If everyone here has superpowers, I must have one. I put my hands together and pray that I can heal him. I close my eyes and focus on the body in front of me. All I can hear is my breathing. My eyes have focus in on two spots on his stomach. I place my hands there and feel his surprising ripped stomach. I close my eyes and my heartbeat vibrates my being. I can feel power coursing though my veins. Something cool and new has started.

I peel my eyes open after a couple of seconds and I see something I cannot explain. I open my eyes and see flames erupts out of my hands. Not violent flames, but the ones in candles that dance in the moon light. The different color light travels though out his wounds and it begins to heal him. I feel like Rapunzel in Tangled. The air round me is heating up, I sense and see the colors flow around me and around my face. I see the skin closing around the wound on his stomach.

He opens his eyes. I feel a tight pinch in my side and I look down and see that I was shoot. I can't heal myself. I am already so drained from saving the boy, that his name I don't know. He get up slowly and his eyes are full of shocked. I clench my side and I feel fear creep into my soul. My shirt and my hands become soaked in warm blood. I look up at the sky because I can't look down. I can feel the tears rolling down my face. I am shaking in fear. I don't know what to do. "Don't panic." He said sincerely

"No, I just been shot and your word of advice is don't panic, I can die from this!" I almost spit at him. "No you can't die, and your overreacting." He say in a matter of fact tone."When you get shot, I think you have the right to overreact." I say "Well all least you don't have a part of a wall in you." He says and then he looks down and see that he is healed and look back up at me. I finally get the nerve to look down. I see the blood on my hands and all of sudden I feel dizzy. The world begins to spin again and I smack my head against the cold ground.