Into The Fire, All For Love's Sake!

I flew in, and around the house, before wisely landing behind some trees and running up. Even from the sky, I could see neighbors were panicked, and the firefighters were trying to hook the hoses up to the fire hydrant to start to put the fire out. I felt my heart up in my throat when I saw it, all that dark black and red smoking flames dancing happily about, in a twisting plume fireball shooting and coming out the windows! Due to all the noobs and their casting spells to cause them, I had put fires out before with many extinguishers and Chillio spells calmly, and it never bothered me before. But this, oh, was horrifying to witness! I had to do something; I knew I could do something as a Spellcaster! Especially being the Sage of Untamed Magic! "No, this is terrible!" Running over to do what was needed!

I was stopped, "Stay back," I was warned by a firefighter.

"There's a toddler in there, I think. His name is Iggy." The police had come around the corner by now, and an ambulance was called. Both sirens were screaming as they arrived on the scene.

"We can't do anything about that right now. We have to get the fire under control first, before we can try to go in and rescue him, if he's even in there. Let alone alive."

I was so angry and upset that the firefighters didn't care that a young life was possibly trapped in there and needed rescuing and wouldn't even try to save him! Who cares about the damn house, if a young one's life might be trapped in there, that was what was most important, to try to save someone's life, not worry about a house! A house that can easily be replaced, but a life, no, that could not! Were these so-called firefighters that scared to go in there with their firefighting suits and gear on and try to rescue a child that might be trapped inside there?! It sure seemed so.

I know I probably should have been afraid, terrified even, but, strangely, I wasn't; I was far too worried and concerned about someone's life to be afraid or in any sort of fear, let alone mine. The only fear I had, was for Iggy's life that might not make it out, alive, if something was not done about it, and soon! "You guys, you so-called men, are all a bunch of pussies! If you don't do something about it, to rescue a possibly trapped little boy, then I will‼ Now get out of my way‼" I knew what I had to do, and it didn't matter to me, now, as I wasn't thinking of any consequences; I just did it. "Chillio," I had called out and used my wand and cast that spell over and over again. "Come to me, Wise One," I call out for my owl familiar. I knew despite having the Charge Control, Power Shunt, Master Caster, Tame the Untamable, and Discharge perks, that I was still going to most likely be putting myself into a very dangerous spot, grave danger, with me using this spell over and over again, to get inside the door, let alone through the hellish inferno no doubt waiting for me in there! So I needed my familiar right there with me, by my side, just in case anything did happen to me. Because if I did get too overcharged, and I didn't Discharge all that spell charge buildup - and yes, it happened to me when I had first become a Spellcaster - that Wise One, I knew, could bring me back, and therefore I could save Iggy. It was also if I didn't get through the fire, too, as well. But as I started casting the Chillio spell to get myself in the door, I couldn't hear him yet, so that could be a good thing, meaning that Iggy was safe and at daycare right now. I hoped and prayed that was indeed the case. But dreaded the next thought, what if he was not at daycare? No. That was a bad, a very terrible thing; if little Iggy was still at home, and worse; he was trapped in there! I feared that as I hadn't seen him there in the backyard or the front when I flew in, so that left, possibly, inside, trapped in there! So I didn't so much care about myself at this point; I was very concerned and terrified for Iggy, if he was possibly in there, let alone if he was still in there, alive! Or worse, far, far worse, Iggy was in there, and he wasn't with us, anymore‼ The thought of little Iggy being dead, or just trapped in that inferno, had spurred me on and gave me the courage to fight for the little guy, no matter the cost to me!

"Is that a witch?"

"What, I thought that stuff was all make-believe, a story."

"What is he doing? Maybe he's a scientist who has a freeze ray and is using it."

"No, I see a wand, and she is using it! That looks like ice and… maybe water. She's trying to help us by putting the fire out! That's what she's doing!"

In tears, panic-stricken, I called again and again, "Chillio, Chillio," in the open windows and at the door that was pushing black smoke out of it! There was fire and smoke everywhere. How the hell it got this bad, this fast, I did not know! But it suddenly dawned on me why it was so bad and got that way so fast. It did not matter how it started, but what she had done had helped set ablaze their house, for this massive house fire! Eliza had prepped it by trying to save on their electrical bill! It was early spring, but it was a nice day out, so it was very warm today. So rather than turning on the air-conditioner, the Pancake family had opened up all their windows and had turned on all the fans! So that was what Eliza had been doing when she had walked out of the room; before we played, she was opening up the windows for fresh air and putting on the fans. I had noticed the cool air not long after. So with the windows open and the fans running, it was now circulating the cool fresh air throughout their whole house. Great, wonderful, and although a nice cheap way to keep the home cooled off, in the offseason when the air-conditioner really wasn't needed to be on. But that was what was feeding the fire, creating the inferno I saw in here! I would have to close all doors, windows and shut off the fans, or zap them with Zipzap, to break them, as I went in to try to kill off or suffocate the fire. No air to the fire meant it would burn itself out faster, with no air feeding in through the open windows and fans circulating the air. That was my plan of attack, but first, I needed to make a pathway to get into the front of the house. Let alone into the house!

"Is that a warlock?"

"I think so, and he is helping us put the fire out. Let him help us, he said that there is a toddler trapped in there, so the sooner we get that fire out, or at least under control some, the faster we can get in there and rescue the child." But none of the firefighters knew what Morgyn was about to do!

"Chillio, Chillio, Chillio, Chillio," I cast a few more times, on the window, then on the outside of the window, and then inside, aiming it towards the door, and on then onto the door. Now with the door frozen for a few moments, it was a good time to get in there, but it started melting from the heat and fire from the inside out! It was all it took to see my ice spell working but not for long; when I got a surge of adrenaline throughout my system, and I did something so inhuman, with strength, I did not know I even possessed. But with it, I, at last, had gotten past the door! I heard my parents screaming at me as I spun around and kicked hard, to kick it in, after I had put the fire out at the door! I had no idea how I did it, especially with absolutely no body skills at all. Still, I had torn that heavy front door right off the hinges and threw it aside as I bounded right in, almost tripping as I got in there, coughing a few times from the smoke. I used my coat to shield my lungs from the smoke as I cast the Chillio spell. No, no, no, no, I stopped, just panicking, looking all around. I was hoping to see him in there or hear him crying or something, but I neither saw nor heard the little guy. Where is little Iggy? Is he even in here? Is he even…?

"Oh, God, Morgyn, my baby‼" Maddison was horrorstruck as she saw Morgyn kick breaking down the door and then yarding the door off its hinges and throwing it off to the side effortlessly with inhuman strength! Was that due to their Spellcaster powers, or was it merely from an adrenaline surge? Then watched as Morgyn, with no thought of their own safety, whatsoever, go right through the door and into the fire! They had all ran all the way here when they quickly realized what had happened. There was a massive house fire, and Morgyn guessed right, it was at the Pancake's residence!

Logan was just as freaked out, "No, Morgyn, get out of there! What are you doing?!"

I just got inside and heard my parents freaking out, but I didn't care for their panicked worry for my safety right now! "I'm trying to save Iggy‼ He's trapped in here somewhere; I have to try to save him‼ I'm going in to save him‼"

"Iggy," both parents screamed out when they realized Iggy was trapped in their burning house! It was then that they realized they had left him in there without any supervision, and yes, indeed, Iggy was indeed trapped in there, in that hellish inferno‼

"Iggy?!" Nothing, I go in further and call out louder for him, "IGGY‼!" Then I heard it, oh I heard it clearly, an answer from above, to my unsaid prayer, and questions, that beautiful sound, and a miraculous sound! As I shudder and choke out a cry of relief, and horror, at what I had heard coming from somewhere inside the burning house!

"Whaaa, aaaaaah, waaaa, whaaa, mommy, daddy, cough, cough, cough, waaaa, whaaa, cough, cough, cough aaaaaah whaaa‼"

It was Iggy, he was alive, maybe hurt, but was alive! "Iggy, I'm coming, keep crying, so I can find you, Chillio, Chillio!" The fires were being put out, but new hotspots made new ones flare-up. I blast the window so it wasn't so hot to the touch, with the flames licking up the sides of the window, and slam it shut. I see a fan, still running, "Zipzap!" It busted, and that was another air-feeding source halted to help stop this fire from spreading out any further or getting worse! Spotting another fan, still running, but sparking, "Zipzap," now with my more powerful spark of electricity, it was lights or rather fan out for that fuel to the fire! "Where are you, Iggy?!"

I had to crawl on my hands and knees as I call out for him, staying low to the ground, where there was air to breathe. In school, I had been taught that, when the firefighters came to my school and showed and taught us all the basics of fire safety and how to get through and escape from one if you were ever caught in one. Hence, why, I was unalarmed and confident whenever noobs set fire to things. I knew how to deal with fire! But I really do have to stop teaching them that spell. It was an inferno in here, like hell, or what I would imagine hell to be like, but this was my element, fire, chaos, and I was quite prepared to go through hell, or this hell, and back, to save Iggy!

"Morgyn," Maddison cried out and hugged her husband tightly. Both were just panic-stricken, crying with worry and fear since they could no longer see their child inside the burning house anymore, only the hot flames inside the burning house. Praying for their child's life was all they could do. The firefighters were dousing the fire but weren't getting it out fast enough. All seemed hopeless. But they did not give up on hope for either child!

I didn't see him yet, but I could hear him, but his screams were not as loud anymore. "Chillio, Chillio, Chillio," I called again and again, blasting the spell everywhere I saw it needed to be cast.

Wise One sensed and knew, and had to warn Morgyn, "Your charge meter is building up, so now you are casting more powerful spells." Evidently so, as their body was electrified with Spellcaster charge, running up and down, and across their body!

"Good, let it, the more powerful they get, the better, Chillio!" Oh yeah, that's what I wanted to see, winter wonderland coming out of my wand! Now we were getting somewhere! Now I could really get this blaze under control! "Chillio," I call out long and drawn-out and loudly, as I pour it on hard at the huge fire right in front of me, and finally put it right out, as I breathe a smoky sigh of relief!

"But you might need to keep an eye on that, Morgyn, with all these spells you are casting, and do something about it if it gets too charged up." Wise One, as the name indicated, knew what was up and was going on here. Fire was not to be trifled with lightly. Even so, with their Spellcaster partner putting the fire out, they had to warn Morgyn about how much danger they were also in as they were getting past the halfway or so mark to get into the overcharged state with their Spellcaster powers. Despite all the Spellcaster perks, Morgyn would soon inevitably reach the point of no return, with all these repeated spells and casting them. Wise One knew that and where that line was drawn, especially being there the first time to rescue Morgyn, the first time it happened, and saving their life. That was without perks, now Morgyn did have perks to prevent that tragedy from happening again, but Morgyn took no heed to the worry right now, it seemed, of getting overcharged in their Spellcaster power. But rather, it appeared, Morgyn relished in the power they now had!

"Not now, thanks for the warning, Wise One, but not now, Chillio, my life is not that important compared to; Chillio, saving this toddler's life, Chillio, right now, Chillio! You got my back, right, if I do go down?" My familiar and I were bound together, with a special rapport that had enabled us to communicate with each other, with a unique form of telepathy. So my familiar heard me, and I heard my familiar. "I need it charged up, Chillio, like this, to put this fire out! Warn me, though, a spell or two, Chillio, before I tank it up, Chillio, too far, Chillio, so I can use Discharge. You know where that, Chillio, line is, so warn me, Chillio, in time, before that happens, because, Chillio, I'll probably be far, Chillio, too distracted, Chillio, to be aware or concerned of that right now!" The house was not as hot, and water was now dripping from the melting ice and from the water that I heard coming in from the firefighters outside.

Understanding perfectly what Morgyn was doing with their powers, and why their meter needed to remain high, with the urgency of the situation, and disregarding their own safety for someone else's. Besides, it was their job anyhow, to do this, to watch over their Spellcaster partner. "Yes, I will watch over your charge meter. Not to worry, Morgyn, enough time has passed; I can plead for your life again if need be. I admire your great courage and loyalty, and love, Morgyn, most wonderful it is, and I am most proud to be your familiar. If you perish trying to rescue this child, or you die trying from the fire. Either way, I will be sure to do what I can to bring you back."

But I was not worried about my life ending, but a young one's life that had just barely begun living, losing it in a fire. It wasn't fair; it wasn't right. Nailing a faraway fan with Zipzap and quickly slamming another open window closed, it occurred to me. I hadn't heard Iggy crying anymore; I feared the worst. "Oh, please, God, no. Iggy, please answer me, tell me where you are, make some noise, do something, anything, to let me know where you are‼" I heard it, one last cry, it was weak, but I heard it clearly. I look over toward where it came from; it was almost as if it was inside the fire when I heard the last cry.

"Whaaa, Morgyn, whaaa."

Unfortunately, I was right! "Iggy‼ I'm coming, Iggy, hold on, I know where you are, just hold on, I'm coming for you!" He was in the kitchen; no wonder why I didn't see him sooner. I soon found out that he was trapped underneath the debris of burning boards and collapsed out wood. A massive wall of flames was surrounding Iggy too, who had fallen through the collapsed underfloor! I shook my head and knew what I had to do! I called out and used the Chillio spell on myself as I backed up a few paces, ran, and cast the Chillio spell on myself! "Chillio," I encased myself in ice and slid right in, and through the fire, as I expected, I would, from the running start! The ice encasement didn't last long, as the flames melted it right off, and although I was feeling cold and was wet now, but that would give me some affordance of protection. But I knew it would not last long.

"Oh, God, please, keep Morgyn and Iggy safe and alive, let no harm come to either of them," Logan sobbed as he prayed for their child, who still had not come out!

"The fire is starting to die down some; Morgyn must still be in there, alive," Maddison chokes out happily, prayers also answered. Just the evidence that the flames were no longer out of control and only some billowing grey smoke. No more was it that deadly black smoke coming out from the house. So it gave everyone renewed hope that everything would turn out all right. "Maybe Iggy is too."

I was right there now as I carefully jumped into the collapsed underfloor and picked up the little toddler. I gave him a light shake to rouse him to come around as he had his eyes closed. Oh, no! But no matter, Iggy was in my arms now; but he was not responsive. "Iggy? Iggy, wake up! Oh, you will be okay now, I have you, I got you," Iggy opened up his eyes at least. I sigh both in joy and relief as I realized he was still alive. But that's also when I notice something odd, I hadn't before; well, I had earlier but paid no mind to it. That Iggy's eyes were blue, very bizarre; since neither of his parents had blue eyes, Bob has brown, and Eliza has green. The only explanation for this was if Iggy still had his baby-blue eyes, meaning that they have not changed from blue to the color they should be yet. But that should have happened quite a while ago, or it should be evident by now that they would be turning soon. Unless…there was another reason for that. "Stay with me, Iggy, I got you. I promise; you will be okay; I will get you out of here. Just stay with me, okay, hold on, I'll get you out of here, I promise."

"Morgyn owie, owie, Morgyn."

Thank God, the ambulance I noticed was out there, and they could take care of him better than I could, if we could get out of here, that is. No, we would make it out of here, I made him a promise, and I always keep my promises! "I know; I'm sorry if I'm hurting you. You're probably badly burned, so I know it hurts, but we'll be out soon." I looked all around; the house was a lost cause, but I had Iggy, and that was all that mattered to me. I had to keep him safe, so I opened up my coat, put him up and under my sweater and tied up the belt sash on my coat; and then I clambered up, and out, and staying low to the ground, started casting spell after spell when need be, with my bare hands, as I needed to have at least one free hand to hold onto little Iggy. "Chillio, Chillio," I kept on casting till I made a way out of the wall of fire and the flames until we were finally safely outside! The smoke was intense and was now hard to see through, things had gotten blurry, most likely from the steam and smoke, but I managed to find my way back out again!

"Two spells, Morgyn, is all you have left, and then you need to use Discharge."

"Your kid is an evil witch!"

Upset and angered, Maddison defends her child by punching Eliza, a real sweet one, right in the face, leaving her with a bleeding and possibly broken nose‼ Eliza got walloped so hard by Maddison that she was on her ass as Maddison stomped over and bent over her! Grasping Eliza up to eye-level and shaking her roughly, "That so-called evil witch is our child, a Spellcaster, and is saving your child and risking their life to do so!" Shaking Eliza hard as she speaks quite angrily at the real witch here!

"If Morgyn was so evil, do you think that they would even care if your child was in that fire and risking their life to save your baby?! If Morgyn were so evil as you claim Morgyn to be, then Morgyn would be out here right now, relishing in the fact that your toddler is stuck inside that inferno and now probably dead, or dying in there, while laughing at your suffering!"

"But Morgyn is in there right now and risking their life to try to rescue Iggy! Morgyn might be a witch, yes, but is clearly not using their powers for any evil purposes!" Maddison cries along with her husband Logan as any parent would be doing because their child is in danger. But oddly enough, both Bob and Eliza were neither upset, nor crying, nor were concerned. So either they really did not care about their toddler, or they were in too much shock over the whole thing to realize. Or they were really both, the truly evil souls here! "What kind of parent would dare leave their child alone, in their house, without any sort of supervision?"

"It is your fault our kid is in danger, and so is yours," Logan yells and shoves Bob hard to the ground, and Eliza back down as she got up. "Don't you even care about your own kid?! I guess not, since you are not even upset at all‼ Either of you! It seems to me that, clearly, it is you two who are the truly evil people and evil souls around here, not Morgyn!"

Despite the warning given by my familiar, this was the last one that needed to be cast to get out, "Chillio," out came an icy wintery blast, and we were out and free! I was greeted by the joy-filled and very relieved faces of my parents, who came running right up to me to hug me tightly!

"Morgyn, thank God you're okay," they both say‼

"Did you find the child? Are you okay yourself? How did you do that?" an ambulance attendee ran up to Morgyn, asking questions. Obviously not bothered at all, by what they are, all that mattered was they, and possibly the toddler were now apparently safe and alive.

"I found him." Opening up my belt sash and there under my sweater was little Iggy, no doubt still in pain, but otherwise, safe and sound. Coughing, "Iggy, he, he's," shaking my head. I couldn't tell if he was even breathing, my eyes were burning from the smoke, and I think my contacts might have fallen out and or melted from the heat, but I had him in my arms, and that's all that mattered to me. I was even stumbling a bit blearily when the ambulance attendant came over. "Help him, please!"

"Give him to me. You need to be looked after too. You may have multiple burns on you since your clothes are black and charred from the fire."

In tears, from what I had just been through, as well as scared, frightened, terrified, that Iggy wasn't going to make it, and the smoke still in my eyes. Now I was in fear, total fear, as I look blurrily; I was far enough away that I could see it clearly, the fire, and then a chunk of the housing collapse fell in on itself! Now fear washed over me, as I shook with fear and had a sudden urge to pee, but it was mostly the fear for Iggy if he would even make it, and for what I just been through! "Just look after Iggy, please, I-I I-I'll be okay." Another ambulance attendant came over to me and started treating me though by dousing my face with water, which stopped the burning in my eyes from the smoke. I could see again now with that smoke gone but was a bit on the blurry side, so I probably had lost my contacts at some point in there. Or I had just now, with having my eyes washed out. I didn't care. But I was now feeling it. I had gotten some burns, but I knew I would be looked after and not Iggy if I had said anything. And right now, little Iggy needed all the help he could get.

"Your body is electrified, literally sparking with electricity…what… and what's that owl thing flying beside you?"

I look at my familiar; I hadn't dismissed Wise One yet. I had to think fast. "Wise One is sort of my pet friend." Okay, half a lie, half the truth there. Just vague enough to keep them from realizing. Whatever you do, keep your beak shut, Wise One, and if you do have to open it, it's only to hoot and speak to me telepathically. I warn my familiar friend to not blow my cover. Yes, I could speak both verbally and telepathically to Wise One, my familiar. "I'll be fine, I promise. I know why and what it is. I'll be fine, I promise, I did this to myself. To save Iggy. So please, just look after Iggy! I'm fine, I promise. Just look after Iggy, not me!" I was coughing a bit in-between words, yes, due to the smoke inhalation, yes, but Iggy being looked after first was more important to me.

"But you are…"

"NO‼ Look after Iggy!"

"No, you need to be treated at least for burns and smoke inhalation…"

"Wait, should Morgyn use an EpiPen? Would that help?"

"They have an allergy, but we don't know what it is to," Maddison adds. "Just that it has gotten into anaphylactic territory, so Morgyn got these to use. Should you or we use one on them?"

"If you have one, yes, use it, or I'll administer it. It's time to use it; it will open up their airways and will help this along as well. It's also a good time to use it regardless if smoke is their trigger or not. Plus, we can monitor Morgyn and their heart rate as well as look after Iggy as well too."

"No, no, what are you doing, ow, that hurt! Why?!"

Logan rubs their thigh a bit after the EpiPen was injected, as he waited a few seconds for the medicine to go in. "Sweetheart, it's for your own good. Even if you are not having an attack that this should help you out with breathing better. Right?"

"Yes, exactly. You staying alive regardless if this is an attack or not is important. All this is is adrenaline, and I know it is coursing through you right now, naturally. But you need to be monitored as well, even if smoke is not a trigger or your trigger. But it's going down. Trust me, now the shock of the whole ordeal you went through to save Iggy from the fire is kicking in, I can tell. Trust me; I have seen this sort of thing before. So now we will have to monitor you for shock as well. But what is this electrical charge thing…?"

I was having none of it, I was overcharged, and I did not want to explain what I am and why I was sparking up as if I was struck by lightning. To make sure all of the ambulance attendees were now focusing on Iggy, solely because not all of them were. I did what needed to be done, to help Iggy and myself. Even if it meant foolishly blowing my cover now. "NO! Stop! Stop helping me! I don't want it! I refuse consent of treatment, so no more! With sane mind, I refuse consent of help! Just look after Iggy, not me! I appreciate all your concern, really I do, but I care more about Iggy and his life right now than my own. If you care about me, please do as I ask and look after Iggy, not me, right now. As I fear for Iggy's life more than mine right now. So please look after him, for me, make sure he gets through it all, all right. Chillio," I had incased myself in ice to halt any burns that I might have gotten from the fire. The spell yes would wear off in a short time, even with being overcharged, especially as I did have burns, but I did it all for Iggy after all. If they could not treat me, being encased in ice, then they could only treat Iggy! That is who they all needed to focus on treating right now. I knew I would be fine and make it out okay. Iggy was so little and needed all the help he could get to make it through, so I knew I had to sacrifice my own wellbeing for him to make sure he lived!

"Look after Iggy," Maddison shouts, knowing precisely what their child was doing. As a mom understands what sacrifice is and means, and Morgyn was doing that.

Logan, too, knew all about the sacrifices parents had to make, "Morgyn will be fine, treat Iggy!"

I was still treated, though, and I could not refuse it now if I wanted to, as I was frozen in ice, as a breathing mask was put over my head and over my mouth, which was peeking through the ice, so I could still breathe. I started breathing through the mask as a valve was turned on, and my dad held the canister. It was pure oxygen to treat my smoke inhalation. After that, the ambulance attendees had left me alone. One said, "The ice will at least stop the burns; however, your kid did that to themself. Just make sure the mask stays on, and your kid breathes through it until it is empty; that will treat them for the smoke inhalation; it's pure oxygen. We'll help Iggy, but you still need to breathe well to live."

I could hear my parents reassuring words. "They were doing all they can do for Iggy." "Yes, he is still breathing." But also the hard truth. "He doesn't look so good." "He's not doing so well." "They look a bit panicked." "He's fighting, though, to stay alive."

But between the firefighters, putting out the fire, and the residual heat from it, the ice melted off me way faster than it maybe should have. The fire was now pretty much out, but by then, it was far too late. The house was just charred and burned; only the main structures were left standing where their home once was. It was burned to the ground. My burns now all eased and stopped, as the heat from all my burns, and the fire had also warmed and melted the ice off, and I broke free out of it. So the first thing I wanted to know was, "How is Iggy doing? Anything?"

Dad looked at me and laid it flat out for me. I appreciate that. "They haven't said anything in a while. It's serious to critical, I'm afraid."