Giftedheroine Stories

"Haaaaaaa! Just a little more, Luna-push!" Her screams echoed through the hospital ward... until they didn't. The Luna fell unconscious. And then- "Waaah! Waaah!" A newborn's cry pierced the air. The midwife cut the umbilical cord-then froze. It was a girl. A rare event in the Hunter family, where daughters were so uncommon they could be counted on one hand. The baby opened her eyes... and the midwife screamed. They weren't the usual Hunter blue. They weren't gold. They weren't normal. They were orange-the burning, wild color of fire. One year later, on a winter night, that same child crawled into a fireplace. And the flames didn't harm her. They welcomed her. As fire danced around her small body, her laughter echoed through the house. The people who found her didn't know whether to fear her or worship her. So they dropped to their knees. This is the story of a girl born with fire in her blood, destined to shake the supernatural world.