"I'm Simon"

"Hi Simon" The group answered lifelessly.

I looked around, at the group of misfits I had the absolute honour of sharing the same air with...excuse my utter sense of sarcasm. But could you blame me for being a bit miserable? Looking around the dingy room, I could see A tall and lanky looking 17 year old with long brown hair and thick glasses, addressing a hand full of bored, depressed teenagers. But let's not forget about the instructor...Mrs Ward, who was leaning forward with her eyes wide open and staring at Simon who was speaking. Wow, she must really love her job.

"And I have an anger problem" He pushed up his glasses and sniffed before he continued "It all started when my mum told me to stop hanging out with my friends, she told me that they were bad influences...so I punched her"

"And how does that make you feel, Simon?" Mrs Ward asked him.

" Well, it makes me feel angry! She thinks she has the right to judge my friends just because they do drugs, it's not fair, she doesn't know them. They're good people!" It took all the power within me in that moment in time to not groan...I couldn't believe I was actually here...the school's worst bully was in this exact room.

Admittedly, I would be lying if i said there wasn't a bright side to this...I had a good excuse not to face Trudy for a whlie. I didn't exactly know how I felt about this whole ordeal, well how should I feel? This sort of thing doesn't exactly happen every day; and last time I checked there wasn't a 'How to' guide on dealing with your destructive power.

I wish there was.

I continued to look around the room awkwardly, I absolutely hated this situation. Being forced to discuss feelings with strangers...well a couple of them were, the others were students from school...to my utter dismay. I'm sure the news, that the psychotic fire emitting Year 12, is now in anger management is already underway. Everyone will probably know by the day after tomorrow. Or tomorrow, not that, that makes it any better.

"What about you Patricia, you look like you have a story to tell" The instructor smiled at me...like she did 24/7, I was starting to think she wasn't human. Nevertheless I almost chuckled, I definitely had a story to tell.

" I'm good" I replied.

"Oh no, i'm afraid that's not what the circle of trust is for dear, we're here for you. Now stand up and tell us your story Patricia" She pressed. I sighed tiredly and stood up. What was I supposed to say? Hey guess what everyone, I almost killed my house mother. I smirked to myself, actually that wasn't such a bad idea, maybe I should try and make this session more interesting.

" I gave my house mother a third degree burn, no, several third degree burns, worthy of a trip to A&E and a visible scar. All with my bare hands" As I finished my sentence I looked around the so-called "Trust circle" and saw the surprised and horrifed looks which, oddly enough included the usually bubbly Mrs Ward. They looked like they were ready to run for the hills.

Now that's an achievement.

...

" I hate you" I murmured to the several branches that were simultaneously slapping my face, as I walked through the forest . Some would say there was a problem with walking the forest on your own at 11 o' clock at night , yet here I was, with no fucks to give. Admittedly, I failed to exactly remember what brought me to this point in time, the last thing I remembered was going to the group anger management session and now i'm in the middle of the woods...that wasn't weird at all.

But I had to admit, I kind of liked it, it was peaceful and quiet. All there was to hear was the light, blow of the wind and the occasional sounds of owls hooting. You could just about hear a few cars driving on by, on the main street which was quite some distance. No house mates, no drama, just nature and its residents ( and hopefully no rapists)

I looked up into the dark night sky to admire the stars, as much as I liked the sun, I didn't mind darkness, it was almost comforting. As i continued to walk through the forest I saw a warm glow of light in a distance. I sped up, intrigued by the sight of the warm glow...it looked like fire. As I drew nearer, the sound of crackling became more and more prominent. This made me wonder, was something burning?

I peeked around a bush, and my eyes laid on it, It was a wall of fire that didn't appear to be burning anything. I walked towards it cautiously, the feeling of heat stroking my skin and I stepped closer. I gazed at it in wonder, how could this be possible? I lifted my hand and blindly placed my hand on the edge of the fire wall. I waited for the burn...but the pain didn't come and I didn't see my skin become red. I frowned in confusion, this isn't possible.

Answering to my inquisitive nature and put my hand further into the wall of fire, and then my whole arm...still no burning. Acting on hidden instinct I clenched my fist and all of a sudden, the fire had been quenched. I took a step back, surprised at what had just happened.

Did I just do that?

In attempt to answer my own question, I spun on my heel and faced a bush, then I stuck my hand out and aimed a ball of fire towards it. Next thing I knew, the bush was on fire. I gasped. I clenched my fist in the direction of the burning bush and again, the fire was quenched. I stared at my hands, turning them from left to right as if looking at them would give me any answers, to why this was happening. And then I smiled, finally, I had control.

I started running through the forest leaving streaks of fire on either side of me, like I was a racing car, and shooting fire balls in all directions. I felt a sense of power, a sense of control, finally! This is all I have wanted for all of my life, and now I had it, I have control! I continued to jump around like a mad person until...

"I see, you're enjoying my present" I a voice, murmured smugly. I instantly stopped my one-man parade and addressed the voice. As I slowly turned around, I was faced with the hooded figure, once again. I sighed.

"You again"

"Indeed"

"So, you're doing this?" Under his hood, I saw him smirk. He took out both of hands and clenched them, quenching all of the fire I planted around the area, before bringing his hands together once again. I didn't even let myself feel disappointed, what else was I expecting? A miracle?

"Indeed" He chuckled softly and I felt my back straighten at the sound...why did that sound so familiar? "You're welcome"

"So why go through all this trouble huh? Why am I so special?" I demanded,

"Both very good questions, and they'll be answered soon enough. As for your powers-" He paused " Well, you'll see" I frowned.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked, clearly fed up of his cryptic nature.

"All in good time Trixie, all in good time" The hooded figure said, as he began to turn around. I walked towards him.

"Wait!" I exclaimed, causing the man to stop still in his place "Tell me, once and for all, who are you?"

"Someone who you have yet to identify" He said, as he walked away, a strand of his hair fell out of his hood and unto the ground. I walked towards the patch of grass where I had seen it drop, and searched for it. Minutes later I saw the strand gleaming, in the light. As I picked it up and examined it, and I realised- It was blond.

...

I woke up to the bright sunlight, in my eyes. It was morning already? I thought as flashes of my dream came back to me. It looked like those weird dreams had gone, It was ridiculous of me to think they would actually disappear, I obviously had a mystery to solve. But first- food.

Going downstairs, having to face the world, was not something I was willing to do at the moment. I wanted to trudge back up the stairs, straight into bed and sleep ignoring all the responsibilty I had yet to face. That sounded better. But as I got closer and closer to the kitchen, the image in my head disappeared. I had no choice in the matter, this was reality.

"Hello dearie, how are you?" She asked, smiling softly. I forced a smile back, I had never felt more guilty.

"I should be asking you that, actually" Her smile went from soft to sad in a matter of seconds, I know she could see the guilt in my eyes, and I know she could sympathize. But that only made me feel even more guilty.

"Patricia, it wasn't your fault, please don't blame yourself" She pleaded. I shook my head, while walking up to her, making sure to keep the moving swift, I didn't want her to be more cautious or scared than she already was

"Thanks Trudy, but I know what I did, it's okay to admit it"

" You just can't control it dearie, it's okay, I forgive you"

"No, it's not okay, I hurt you. But just know that from now on, I will make sure that I am worthy of your trust, i'll get my curse under control. I promise" She smiled and nodded.

"Now, what would you like for breakfast?"

I walked out of Anubis House feeling a bit better than the last time I had walked in. I had started to work things out with Trudy, I will get my curse under control...one way or another. I pulled up the gloves that I wore on my hands.

"Patricia" I turned around, to be faced with Jerome...why was he talking to me?

"I see you're trying to get on Trudy's good side again, after hurting her like that" I frowned.

"Look Jerome, I know you're not exactly forgiving but could you let this one go? Yes i'm trying to sort things out, and I don't need you, to ruin that" I snapped, turning around and walking ahead, in the direction of school.

He started to walk a bit faster in order to catch up with me.

"Actually, I wasn't planning to ruin things but to help you" He retorted. I stopped in my tracks, did he just say...help?

"You're not serious"

"Oh but, I am" He insisted, too bad I didn't believe him for one moment.

"Oh yeah? Well what's in it for you?" I demanded. Jerome pretended to be hurt.

"Maybe I just want to be a good house mate" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Whatever" I said, before walking away. Whatever Jerome was up to, I didn't want to know about it.

...

General POV

After Patricia stalked away, Jerome turned around and took out his phone.

"Did you investigate yesterday?"

"Yes, I know exactly what to do"

"Good, I think we're finally ready to go. Are you ready?"

"Absolutely"

"Good"

Hey guys! Long time no speak. So if you're following my twitter you would of known that I went on a spontaneous 3 week trip and then another 3 day trip, so I was extremely busy and didn't have time, energy or inspiration to write. But now i've updated! I'd love to hear your thoughts on this chapter! Review? It's passed midnight and i'm really tired, so I really hope you like it! Chi x

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