Guardians of the Wardrobe
Chapter 7:

The girls sat out in the snow for a while. Helena loved the snow; as for Diane she hated it. It was cold and wet to her and that's all she could see about it. As for Helena she thought it was beautiful. She loved it. She loved watching it fall and how it made everything look like a winter wonderland.

"It's cold we should head inside" Diane said turning around to go inside the house.

Helena looked down at her hands. They were warm, which was unusual because she was always cold. Actually for the first time in her life she didn't feel cold at all. She felt warm. As if she was sitting inside in front of a heater or a stove. She let the thought leave her mind and she walked back inside.

Everyone was shocked to see that Helena was okay. She was near death last night and now it was as if nothing had happened to her. Helena found it strange. How was she alive... Then again Helena found everything strange. She found this place strange. They still had no clue where they were. It's as if the train had taken them into the middle of nowhere. The parent's had left to go look for another house for Helena's family. Which left George, Laura, Diane and Helena alone in the house.

"What time is the trip?" Laura asked. Their tutor was supposed to be taking them for a trip in the forest just a bit off the mountains so they could learn how to survive if anything had happened as well as to learn about the nature.

"He said he was going to come by the house in an hour or so" Diane stated. Diane, Laura and Helena sat in the living room close to the small fire that was soon to go out. George sat upstairs in his bedroom alone like he usually did.

"So what do you guys want to do?" Laura asked.

"I don't know.." Helena replied. All Helena could do was stare at the fire. Usually after a bug event like the day before she would be afraid of fire but for some reason she wasn't. She stared straight at the fire listening to the tiny crackles of the wood. It was as if the tiny dancing flames mesmerized her. The fire was getting smaller and smaller until it went out. Diane and Laura began to shake. The house began to grow cold as the fire died.

"I'll go get matches," Laura said wrapping a blanket around her tighter.

Helena sat near the fire still staring at the black wood.

"Wait!" She yelled at Laura. Helena put her hand out not even realizing that it was extended toward the fireplace. She felt a hot stinging pain coming from her palm. A small flame shot into the fireplace and lit the fire again. All three of the girls stared at the fireplace in shock with their jaws dropped.

"How did you?" Laura questioned.

"I don't even know…." Helena said. She looked down at her hand the pain and redness had disappeared. "You all saw that right?" Helena said looking back at the two of them.

"Yup…" Diane muttered. Before they could continue to freak out and try to make sense of the topic at hand the tutor had arrived. Something odd was going on and Helena wanted to get to the bottom of it.