Marella's POV:

Marella was in the middle of a house. A girl with pale blonde hair and blue eyes were crying, begging her to stop. But she couldn't. She felt herself laugh as the house burned bigger, brighter, hotter. "Don't do this! You can change, join me! Join us!" the girl yelled, showing Marella a necklace in the shape of a swan. But she didn't do anything but smile as she threw her hands up higher in the air. "Never," Marella felt herself say. The fire continued to grow, and she loved it. However, in front of her the girl collapsed, and then a feeling of pain and regret stabbed her heart. She loved her but had let her die. "It needed to happen," someone said behind her. Before Marella could respond, she was forced out of the burning house. "Edaline? Grady?" she thought as they pulled her into a hug. Even though they were crying, she felt her heart go numb.

The world spun again, and she landed in a cave. "Dex! Sophie!" she thought, running towards them. But something was different. They were much younger, and chained Marella paused, why were they looking at her in terror? Suddenly she felt her hands fly up and burn Sophie and Dex. But instead of regret, she felt happy. Without even thinking, a laugh escaped her as Sophie and Dex screamed in pain.

Marella couldn't register what she had done when she felt herself falling. Suddenly she found herself on a cliff, with Grady yelling insults at her. "Wait!" Marella screamed as she burned her hand off. Collapsing on the ground, she cried out in agony, clutching what once was her hand. But the pain was nothing compared to when her eyes made contact with Grady, and all Marella saw was pain and anger.

The world spun again, and Marella was sitting in a room full of elves. She could make out Alden, Fitz, Sophie, Kenric, Oralie, and a few others. Anger filled her heart as she tried to convince them to let her go. But Marella couldn't speak. She only felt herself break through the chains, filling the room with fire. "No, stop!" Marella screamed at herself. But she couldn't. The last thing she saw was Kenric, begging for her to stop. She couldn't think as the room erupted, and the world spun again.

"Stop! Stop!" Marella said as she found herself in front of the council. "Your powers are too dangerous," Councillor Bronte said. "You are talentless and therefore banished to Exile." Marella was on her knees, begging for a second chance. "I didn't do those things; those weren't my memories!" The council ignored her pleas. Councillor Emery looked at her with no compassion at all. "You may not have committed those crimes, but dangerous people with those powers did." Around her, elves appeared, chanting talentless over and over again. "Stop! Stop please, give me a chance!" she screamed, but no one listened.

It wasn't her fault she had this ability, but she wanted to use it for good. Marella wanted to help people, not like Brant or Fintan had done. The council labeled her as dangerous before they had a chance to see her for what she really was. The world spun again, and she was back in the burning house, but as she tried to run and help Jolie, she was thrown back into that same spot. No matter what Marella did, she couldn't protect or help her. She wanted to help, wanted to stop this. But Marella couldn't do anything. Her mind became dark as the realization set on her. Her powers were dangerous, and because she was a pyrokinetic, that meant she was evil. Just like Brant. Just like Fintan. "No good," her mind whispered as the world turned dark.

Fitz POV:

Fitz woke up in the middle of a room. In front of him was something that looked like a TV. "This is odd..." Fitz wondered as he walked up to it. His mind was screaming at him to run away, to not get any closer, but his body seemed to move on it's own. As he walked up to the screen, Fitz unknowingly reached out his hand and touched it.

Remember… Remember...

"I'm unmatchable," Sophie whispered as Fitz tried to grasp what she was saying. "I'm sorry Soph, I can't, my family name is too important. Maybe… maybe we can fix this! Maybe we can stay together." Fitz tried to comfort her, but it was no use. A sob escaped her as she fell into his chest. "I just wanted to spend my life with you, why did this have to happen." Tears started to form in Fitz's eyes. "I don't know Sophie, I don't know." He pulled Sophie off of him, just so he could see her eyes. Her beautiful brown eyes. Sharing a few moments more, Fitz placed a goodbye kiss on Sophie's lips. "I'll always love you," he transmitted, wiping the tears from her eyes. With that, Sophie dropped her arms, and Fitz turned and left. He paused, wanting to turn around, wanting to toss all the Elvin standards aside and be with her. But he couldn't. Fitz shuddered, feeling the weight of Sophie's eyes on him. Closing his eyes, Fitz pushed aside his feelings, and kept walking. "I'm sorry," he whispered to no one in particular. "I'm so, so sorry."

A hole was left in Fitz's heart after that memory finished playing. It wasn't that he missed being with Sophie, he already got past that. It was a reminder about how he lost someone that truly made him happy, all because of the Elvin standards. "It's okay, you don't care," Fitz mentally told himself. However, the screen started playing another memory, and he felt his eyes look up again.

Remember… Remember...

"You've always been the golden boy Fitz, I could never live up to that!" Alvar yelled as Fitz just stood there, desperately searching for any reason to make his brother stay. "Alvar this isn't you!" He yelled, "we can fix this together, don't leave. Don't do this to our family. Think of our mother and Biana. Please, you're my brother!" Alvar turned coldly towards Fitz with hatred in his eyes. "You were never my brother. I hate our name, our family, but I hate you more!" Fitz stumbled backwards. With a wicked smile Alvar took a few more steps until he was right in his brother's face. "You. Mean. Nothing. To. Me." Alvar whispered, spitting in Fitz's face. With that, he turned and left, leaving Fitz with another blow to his heart. "I don't need you," he told himself. Even though Fitz could deny to himself how hurt he was, he couldn't stop the tears from forming.

The memory faded away from the screen, and Fitz felt something wet fall from his face. "It's all your fault." He could only blame himself. He should've been there for Alvar. It was his fault he lost his brother, he pushed him away. "You've failed your family, you've ruined the Vacker name!" an eery voice rang in his head.

Many more memories played in front of him, when his father's mind broke, when Mr. Forkle died, when any one of his friends got hurt because of the Neverseen, and more. He couldn't look away. Over and over these memories played on the screen, reminding Fitz how many people he lost. Even as his mind yelled to look away, he couldn't. Fitz had pushed those feelings aside when he joined the council, but reliving each and every moment was too much. His eyes grew heavy, and he could feel himself slipping into the darkness where his heart used to be.

Remember.

Author's Note: Hope you all are enjoying it so far! :)