Chapter One

Trina walks to her class which was at the stables of North Ceryal … it was an hour's walk from her dormitory and she was alone … the sun on her face … and the wind in her hair … she loved the outdoors but all her lessons were inside …

Trina had a power none could match … as her teacher had said one day … She is fire… a real live human firebird … do you think anyone would dare oppose her… if she ever became Witch?

Since that day Trina had doubted her ability to conjure fire, and mould it to her will. Since the accident 13 years ago, many have feared the ones with fire, because of the deaths of the many great sages of the past dying in a trap of fire.

If Trina was to become Witch, she ought to be worshipped and petted … she mumbled … as she walked to class … "I doubt I'll be chosen as Witch … and no one seems to believe me …"

She got to class and the art canvases had been placed outside … the teacher was instructing the students to paint a glorious picture for the festival she sat down under a tree and started to paint.

She had drawn a sun, a firebird and a tree, when teacher came over to inspect he noted that she was drawing firebirds again … "Now Trina yo know firebirds don't fly over the sun …" he said, only then did he realize she was crying he bent down and lifted her chin… "What's wrong sweetie?"

One of the boys answered for her … "She's having one of THOSE days … you know the ones you lose your powers …"

A small fire appeared next to the tree, the teacher leapt back and told all the students to go back inside. She stared at the fire and tried to put it out … however it didn't work, causing the whole tree to engulf into flames.

She eventually passed out due to smoke inhalation. And found her self in a straightjacket in a room where you get put for being naughty.