Ok im back with the rewrites and they are suited to become like the rest of the chapters.

Also if you see that a chapter is up 80% of the time I will put one or at max two more chapters to make up for the small amounts of words.

Willow 2.0

Willow'POV

Things are so much prettier when their burning don't you think?

My name is Willow Embers. I was born around 1861 in England. My father was a world known sailor and my mother was a tailor. I always wanted to become a sailor like my father and he gave me a lighter he bought on his travels for me to keep as a reminder to always go after what I like….guess that didn't work out. My mother just wanted to see me happy and always smiling and then one day to open the newspaper and see my face on the first page exploring untouched lands….she never got that chance.

When I was eight a fire caused during a heatwave in summer burned my house and the whole neighborhood and with it…..my family. I was at the beach playing when It happened and it tramatized me greatly.

They took me to an orphange with my lighter and teddybear in hand. There I never found any friends and after two years when no one was at the orphanage I lighted my lighter and when I saw the fire I couldn't help but love every single ember of it. So I fed it until it got so big that it burned the whole orphanage down. After that they deemed me crazy and took me to an asylum where they tortured me to make me hate the fire and 'help me get cured and happy' but it only caused it to grow more wildly. I spent one year there until one night I noticed that the guards were drunk and forgot to lock my door so I grabbed my stuff and lighted my lighter and as the whole asylum burned down I got in a ship sailing to America….hopefully I would escape here and start a new life there.

I lived for six months there where I found a job at a groccery store and then it happened again….and I finally had friends too. One night we were working late hours when two men came in when I was in bathroom and stole all the money and then they killed the other employees there. I was so angry about loosing everything again that the flaming demoness in me woke up. So I made some sound and lured the two men in the bathrooms when I poured oil all over the place and when I walked out and locked the door the men came charging to the door and while the banged the door I lighted the oil and the whole place was up in flames and I watched the two men cry in pain and beg for freedom but all I did was stare and then just walk away.

After a year I got on a train going to a far city where I could start again….but I just attracted problems I guess. I remember people screaming and then the train stoped and everyone fell down. We crashed with another train. I remember seeing a little girl being comforted by an old woman for her sisters loss.

After that I went to the nearest city and with my money rented a house and worked at a flower shop….When it happened again.

After six years a stupid thing happened. I was sitting in my room watching my fire burn when my gramaphone started making noises and a voice called out to me "You were there…..why didn't you help?!" and I was sucked into my gramaphone.

Stupid Maxwell was the jerk who bought me to this forsaken island...Jerk.

And we are finnished . I hope you liked it and stay tuned for anymore chapters and don't forget a review today a happy writer soon enough.