Disclaimer: I do not own anything that belongs to Tamora Peirce, I am just messing around in her world.

So I have overhauled/Updated this chapter and I reckon its better but I can't really tell coz I wrote it, Bleh. Anyways enjoy:

Fan the flames, with a little lie.

Then turn your cheek, until the fire dies.

Burn the Witch – Queens of the Stone Age

'Let us explain, you see Cera my name is Mithro's and this is my great sister Goddess' He stopped and looked at me.

I nodded. Of course I knew who they were! Not only had I been taught to hold them and their teachings in reverence, but how could two people like these not be Gods?

'Why… why are you…' I took a deep breath trying to calm my nerves 'why are you here?' It was so hard to get the words out my throat was so dry.

The Goddess smiled 'Well you looked as though you were in trouble and I'd rather not put it to chance weather you manage to save yourself' She stopped and smiled at me before continuing 'As you have seen you are not normal. We have placed in you a precious Gift, a gift unlike any other we have yet placed, though you are to be the first of many- a test subject if you will. You see me and my brother have been watching human kind for a long while and we realise that we haven't been fair'

She stopped and Mithros continued 'We see the immortals and their magic leaves you helpless.

We have considered so many solutions to this problem but in the end we decided that placing magic in mortals again would be the most beneficial action to take'

I felt confused. This was wrong. I mean I'm just not the right person for this job. I couldn't accept.

'Your um.. well um.. Your Godship you see, um, I'm not..meaning any disrespect or anything but, but I think, well, I think..you have the, the, the wrong person' I stopped and looked at them for any sign of a reaction to my terribly stuttered words, but nothing was betrayed behind the masks of their beautiful faces 'I'm, I'm just a peasant girl and am not worthy, or holy enough to, um, to-to carry out any such task for a God'

I looked down at my feet feeling ashamed at my cowardice.

'Nonsense' was the crisp reply 'you are smart and you will do this. It will be very difficult but you don't really have a choice. It is your life; your Gift!'

I don't have choice. I have* to do this, I will be forced to walk this terrible path.

How could they do this to me? My entire life was never going to be the way I wanted it. Everything I had ever wanted. Suddenly I felt dizzy.

I couldn't take it. I could feel the emotion tingling in my fingertips, raw energy waiting to be released. Rage. And so I yelled

'A GIFT!?!? You call blowing things up with my mind a GIFT?!?' Even as I yelled I knew it was stupid. I was yelling at the Gods.

'Am I just some… some animal to you that you can just test your theories on. I have.. well i had a life, a life that I wanted and I hoped for and- and its gone now' The anger started to fade though it left an itch to break something in my fingertips 'its gone.'

I rubbed my temples to calm myself. My hands felt damp, but I wasn't sure if it was my nerves making me sweat or from the tears streaming down my cheeks.

Your making a fool of yourself my mind whispered to me and I clamped my eyes shut forcing the tears to stop.

I had to calm down. I could deal with this. I could definitely deal with this. I had dealt with everything else that had been thrown at me (very little really) so I could deal with this.

Looking over I saw Mithros with his eye brows raised almost to his hairline. It was quite comical and I almost wanted to laugh; something about the milk curdling look the Goddess was giving me subdued my amusement.

'I'm afraid we have picked the wrong person. Only idiots yell at Gods' She said coldly.

Mithros chuckled 'She's not stupid sister, she's terrified'

I waited for them to continue and found myself being completely ignored. It appeared as though they were having a wordless conversation or battle of the minds. I watched them for a minute and the strange way their expressions changed even though nothing was said but I soon realised It was pointless as not a word was said to me.

I looked around again marvelling at how everything was still frozen in place.

I looked at the frozen faces of each spidren ,feeling chills at how human they seemed but my eyes settled on two expressionless faces of Deraleen, who had fallen unconscious and her (I presume) lover who lay dead a few meters away. They looked so peaceful in their unknowing state; I was tempted to join them and not have to worry about Gods or Gifts.

The quiet was eerie but it gave me a chance to stop and think without worrying about getting my head cut off.

What was this Gift that these Gods were telling me about? Could they take it back? Would they take it back? Or even, Did I want them to take it back?

Would I give up everything I wanted? To grow up and find a nice husband and live out my days peacefull.. but that wasn't even what I wanted! Its what my mother wanted. What did I even want?! I don't even know and here I am refusing what may be my one chance to find something different for myself. I could see the world and the city and the ocean and and-

'Cera?' it was the haunting sound of the Goddesses voice that stripped me from my thoughts 'Cera we realise that this must be strange for you but you really know nothing about this Gift. It gives you great power and opportunities'

'Could I' I paused not sure what I wanted to ask 'Could I leave Stone Mountain?' Finally*

The Goddess smiled at me 'Of course'

Leave Stone Mountain. I could leave Stone Mountain.

Maybe I could accept this Gift.

Many changes (for the better I hope). Next chapter will be a little while off, have so much work to do T.T