Sunflower

"Stay back!" She shouted, her voice trembling with force.

Her face was ladden with sweat, her hair falling flat down her face. She was dressed in leather from head to toe. Her eyes were shut tight, and her arms were outstretched, her hands facing her wall.

"Stay back!" She yelled louder this time, more sure of herself. Her chest heaved behind the leather which was skin tight, and didn't look very comfortable.

"Please..." she cried, the power of her voice failing as her arms shook with fear and strength.

The girl was strange. Her hair was transparent, but it was there, flowing down her back softly. Her eyes were made of diamond and her skin glass. She didn't look fragile, but she looked broken.

There was nothing in front of that wall. The wall didn't seem frightening at all, just a pale orange, with a bad paint job. Yet, she looked very scared of the wall.
The girl yelled once more, this time her words were inaudible, and white sparks flew from her hands. The girl was power in itself. Then she crumpled.