Okay. I am SO SO SO SO SO SORRY. I just want you to know that I NEVER forgot about this story. It takes up most of my brain space. I have had this story in my thoughts for about a year now, but I just never found the time to write it. Here's the third chapter. Thanks, guys! :D And special thanks to AvatarKane for reviewing! So glad you enjoyed it! :D
If you can't tell, I love Scarlett the most.

Scarlett's head spun as she opened her eyes, yawned and sat up. She was sitting her bedroom in Collingly Cottage, but she couldn't recall how she was in there. She didn't remember going to bed last night. She didn't even remember that there was a last night.

Looking across the room, the girl saw that Amy's and Sierra's beds were vacant. As she left the room and walked downstairs, she heard chatting in the dining room. Looking in, she saw Anastasia, Robert, Sierra and Amy sitting around the table, eating a small breakfast. They had almost finished, as Scarlett sat down, Robert excused himself and walked out. Sierra left soon afterwards, followed by Amy.

"Did you sleep well, Scarlett, dear?" the lady asked. She sipped her tea, smiling. Her face seemed younger. Scarlett suddenly noted on the fact that she hadn't informed the evacuees of her age. She looked around twenty seven. She must have just been stressed when Scarlett saw wrinkles on her face the other day; either that or she was imagining things.

"I think so," Scarlett stuttered, rubbing her head. "I have an awful headache."

Anastasia smiled.

"Oh, just eat your breakfast and drink your tea and you'll be okay. Some water will be good, as well. After eating, go to the back garden and get some water from the well. The fresh air will benefit you, too."

Scarlett thanked the lady for her help, after which the woman left, leaving Scarlett on her own. She ate slowly, and then stood up after she had finished the meal. She went upstairs, got changed, and then walked into the garden. The air was cold, but it was a pleasant feeling. Scarlett slowly approached the well. She held her hand out to grab the rope to pull the bucket up.

But the bucket was already there.

And water filled it to the brim.

But Scarlett had seen it empty as walked out.

It had been but dry just a matter of a second ago.

The girl gazed around.

Had she done that.

"No," she told herself. "What an irrational thought, you stupid idiot! Stop playing around. It must have been full."

It wasn't, though.

Scarlett didn't drink. Instead, she hastily ran instead. She grabbed a mug from one of the cupboards.

She held out her hand.

Pure water instantly appeared in the mug, consuming its bare insides.

The girl was afraid.

But, at the same time, she was amazed, too.

Robert and Sierra were out, climbing a tree. It was windy and the branches were damp from yesterday, causing them to be slippery. The two had almost fell a couple of times, but they managed to save themselves.

Except from the time that was about to come.

A gust of wind blew, tearing the weak stick that the new friends were standing on from its home.

They fell, plummeting from twenty feet.

Neither hit the ground.

Sierra hovered just centimetres above the Earth, her breath tickling the mud and leaves scattering the ground. She looked to the side of her and saw a tree that hadn't been there before.

The tree was Robert.

Sierra stopped hovering and fell on the ground. She didn't know how, but she had been suspended in the air. She wasn't concentrating on that at the moment, however. She had just witnessed a boy turn into a tree and a tree turn into a boy.

"What was that?" the two said simultaneously.

Amy sat alone, cuddling up to her knitted, itchy jumper. It was so cold in the room. The fire blazed so small that it gave out quite a negative affect to the one it should have produced.

The red headed girl eventually got so irritated by the occasional, useless orange flicker that she stood up and stormed over to the fireplace. She went to grab the poker, clenching her hand around it.

The fire shot up and was alight.

Amy screamed and jumped back. The blaze cackled, as if laughing at her. At first, the girl believed the room would burst into flames, but the burning tongue remained comfortably in its little home.

Scarlett came in.

"What was with the screaming?" she asked, coming to stand next to her stepsister. She smiled at the warmth of the fire.

Amy shook her head and muttered an inaudible noise.

"I just...I...I don't know."

Scarlett looked slightly confused but then shook her head.

"Anyway, I need to tell you something. You may want to sit down." The girl redirected a still terrified Amy to an armchair, and then she grabbed an empty vase from the window sill. "Now, you might find this a bit-"

She stopped when Robert and Sierra hurried into the room. They looked just as frightened as Amy did.

"What's the matter?" Scarlett questioned.

No one replied. Scarlett realised that her holding an empty vase looked rather bizarre, but then she also saw that Sierra and Robert weren't paying attention and didn't care at all.

Eventually, Robert spoke.

"I was a tree."

Sierra nudged him in the side. Scarlett's eyes opened wide.

"Excuse me?"

"I was a tree. Sierra and I were falling from quite high up. I didn't want to get hurt. I was thinking that, if I were a tree myself, I wouldn't fall any more. Then, I became a tree."

Sierra sighed.

"Fine, then. I hovered a few centimetres above the ground. Just before I hit it, I stopped and floated in mid air; I came back down as soon as my brain thought of the idea of gravity."

Amy, still staring at the fire, her face pale, spoke.

"I enlarged the fire."

Scarlett's blue eyes dashed from one person to another. An idea was racking in her brain.

"Wait. Robert, a tree? Let's say that's earth. Sierra, you hovered, right? Defying gravity, like flying, so...air. Amy, you blew up a fire? Well, fire, naturally. And I-"

Scarlett moulded her hand and the vase filled with water. The other three seem shocked, but not as unnerved as they would have been, had those strange situations not happened to them.

"Water."

"The four elements?" Robert asked for confirmation.

Scarlett nodded. She liked Robert. He was rather intelligent.

"We might be able to control an element each?" Sierra squealed, jumping up and down and clapping. She grinned.

"Shh, Sierra!" Scarlett ordered. "Calm down. We might be able to. It just seems too...impossible. How? Why? When? What? Where? Who?"

All of those six questions would stick in their minds for quite a while.