Marella Redek. The pyrokinetic. The forotten girl. The left behind.
Marella Redek. Who really cared about her? Her father didn't. Her mother didn't. Her friends didn't. Wait. She didn't have any friends.
Her hands snuffed out the fire. She was dangerous. For once, she didn't care. She was always known as the gossip girl. What if she was known as someone else? She could make her own label. Marella stopped the fire again. She needed to control herself. But did she really? She shook her head. No. She needed to show the flames that she was in charge. But was she? A simple flash of anger, and she could destroy everything. Her home, her family, the whole world. Even herself.
What would happen if she let the fire take over? But. She. Couldn't.
She could. But she shouldn't. Or should she. No. No. No. She couldn't let her dark side take over.
Marella uncurled her hands and let the flames begin. They grew, and grew, and grew. Maybe she could find herself. She could find herself in the flames. Or she could lose herself in the flames. But she was willing to take the risk. The flames spread onto the bed. But Marella didn't feel it. She knew who she was now.
She was Marella Redek. She was a pyrokinetic. She was dangerous. She was powerful. And she loved it. She let the power consume her. She could hear the flames crackling. She could see the flames flickering.
She was so. Powerful. So. Dangerous.
No one could stand in her way. No one would ever laugh at her, or say she was dumb. They would never cross her. The last remaining bit of good in her reminded Marella, isn't better to be loved than to be feared? Look what happened to Brant! Look what happened to Fintan!.
But the flames snuffed those thoughts out.
Power was all that mattered. Power, and fire, and danger. She couldn't feel the pain when the fire destroyed her home. She couldn't hear the screams. She couldn't see the burning homes. All she could see was the flames.
Flickering, singing, hissing flames.
And those were the last things she ever saw.
But she knew who she was. She had found herself in the flames.