In the morning rays of sunlight hit my back and I open my eyes. After about a week they left me unchained so I can sit down on the cold stone floor. The walls are insulated and cold air is filtered into the room so it is only a little warmer than a cooler would be. I don't know how long is been. But I know I have to escape. I keep the small pillow on my chest to hide my toned body. I only fire bend at night when it is coldest in the cell. I am fed and given water through a door on the wall. Twice a day. I am given a cup of water and some rice. Sometimes the guards come in just to let out their aggression. I am completely restrained as they..do whatever they please. I'm sick of it. After I put my bowl and cup on the shelf and I shut the door. I take a breath and I climb the chain and I grab onto the bars. I smile as they begin to melt to my touch. I climb up and I look down. Too high to jump...the alarm goes off when a guard spots me and two guards grab me and I am thrown into a cooler. I stay on the floor tied with my palms together so I can't firebend. I wait until night falls to act. I go over to each screw and I blow them out with my fire the cooler creaks and begins to fall down the side of the prison. My bonds break as the wire cuts at my skin I land crouched at the one place that is unguarded. I stand up and look at the moon. Then I go to the lake and concentrate. And I begin to remove the heat from the boiling lake. I wrap my feet in fabric and I concentrate and I begin to search for the heated earth below the lakes surface. I draw it up and I begin crafting a land bridge and then I begin to run as fast as I can as I hear the alarms go off. I make it to the other side and I send fire down the bridge destroying it before they can make it across. I look away from the burning drowning bodies. Then I run into the forest and I find my buried bag. I put on my old cloak and my swords. Nyla! A garbled noise startles me and Nyla comes out from behind a tree and she nudges me. I climb onto her and I say we need to go Nyla. Gar? That way I say pointing. Mrph? Run Nyla! I say as I hear the guards. Nyla begins to run through the forest.
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Undesirable #1
Fantasía(Yes that is a Harry Potter reference but no this isn't a Hp story) I secretly joined the order of The white lotus when I was seven years old. And i was sent to the largest