Battle Wounds || Jasper Hale {2}

Chapter 7

"Again!" Ellie called to her sister who was trying to produce her fire.

"I can't!" Evie frowned, wiping the sweat from her forehead. "I'm exhausted, Ellie. Just let me take a break."

"You won't get a break when vampires are trying to end your life," Ellie growled, throwing her sister back ten feet with her mind. "You've got to try harder. This tribe's life is in your hands. Your pack's life is in your hands. Don't fail them, Evelyn. Don't fail them like David was failed."

Ellie had been training her for days, and every day had been the same. Evie hadn't been able to even produce a tiny flame, and Ellie bringing David into the conversation wasn't helping.

Evie could feel the blood beginning to boil within her body. Gritting her teeth together, she said, "I'm not the one who failed him. You did!"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Evie threw her hand forward and a large blast of fire shot toward Ellie who merely blinked and found herself behind her twin. Evie stood staring at the spot her sister had been standing in only milliseconds before. She was upset and proud at the same time. She could have just killed her sister, but she just produced a flame.

"Ellie?" she questioned, hoping her sister was okay.

"Evie," Ellie said, a smile graced her lips, and she threw her arms around her twin. "You did it!"

"And you've apparently gotten faster at teleporting," Evie said, her eyes still wide. "That should've burnt you to a crisp."

"Well, I couldn't let you kill me just yet," Ellie shrugged, pulling away from Evie. "You still have a lot to learn."

Ellie walked forward and took a place in front of her sister. She pursed her lips and furrowed her brow before saying, "Do you think you could do it again?"

Evie was silent for a moment, thinking of whether she had enough energy to form another flame before she nodded and said, "I can try."

Ellie smiled and braced herself, "Good. Now, remember that feeling. Remember how your body reacted. Now that we know your emotions trigger the flame, this should be easier for you. You're just going to have to find your anger and push it out."

"Well, I've been experiencing plenty of that lately," she said, before closing her eyes. She thought of everything that had gone wrong  her life recently. From David dying to getting this stupid mark burned onto her body to having to meet the people that she was supposed to protect, she was angry, angrier than she had ever been. She felt her body beginning to burn and instinctively lifted her hand where the energy that she could feel burning within her core began to centralize. Opening her eyes, she allowed a smile to flit across her lips as her eyes took in the flame flickering in her palm.

Ellie couldn't help the large toothy grin that pulled at her lips as she saw the flames dancing in her sister's hand. She had finally done it. She had faced her fears and finally just let the fire within her rise.

"Well done!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "Now throw it."

"What?" Evie asked, almost letting the flame in her hand extinguish. She couldn't believe the words she was hearing. Her sister wanted her to throw the flame in her hand?

"You heard me," Ellie said, a familiar glint in her eye. "Throw it. Just not at my house."

Evie raised her eyebrows before shrugging and throwing the fireball just to the left of her sister who watched the flame dissipate as it hit the ground with a satisfied look on her face.

"Good work," Ellie said, placing her hands on her hips. "I'd say you've earned a break."

"I'll say," Evie said, wiping the sweat from her brow.