Finding the Daisies

Finding the Daisies

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"Ya, I guess that's true... Ow!" Emmett jumped and let go of my hand. He looked down at his hand. There was a large burn mark across his palm. My hand that Emmett was holding was smoking, but I didn't feel anything. "Emmett! Did I do that?" I looked over at him, sadness overwhelming me for hurting him. Emmett walked toward me no fear in his eyes, and hugged me. I leaned down and whispered in my ear. "Jets, you didn't mean to. It's ok. It's not your fault." He was telling me. It made me feel little better when I looked over at his hand again and his hand was healed from his powers. He let go of me and told me. "So since you seem to have smoke coming from your hands, try to channel it." He couched me. Everyone gathered behind me, and I was facing the large fire pit. Without really thinking about it, my plan went up facing the sky, and a large ball of fire come hovering over my palm. I throw it toward the fire pit, and the firewood went up in flames. "Holy! Wow! Girls got fire coming from her hands!" Ty yelled over to me while laughing. I just stared forward at the high blazing fire. "Well you have fire powers." I looked over with Emmett's eyes playing over the fire. I couldn't help, but start laughing at his eyes playfully dancing around his surroundings. ~ ~ ~ When the world falls apart, what do the people do? When the world goes to ruins after a bomb attacking from an county, people are sent in a panick. The Worst things happen. But what if one day you wake up in a strange island in a neatly organized hut? Jetia was just a normal girl getting through the tragics of the aftermath of war. Keeping quiet and staying out of the way was her thing. But when her world turn in a strange event, being placed in a hut on an island where no one gets off. Strange pheromonal things start to happen, and Jetia's left to question her sanity with powers flowing through her she can't control. Oh but she isn't alone.
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