#evrpwildfire

Ella felt it when he life slipped away. She screamed, turning around when she heard someone, her eyes were black, she was gone. There was no happiness or hope in her anymore. “You have two seconds to tell me what you want or I’ll kill you.” Her hands were little fireballs, the darkness was locked around her head like a vice. She didn’t care anymore.

If a tree falls in a forest                      and no one is around to hear it...                                                   does it make a sound?

A small girl with tear stained cheeks and reddened eyes. Hair that had fallen from it’s once perfect do and clothes that were creased and torn. Fear was a mask that Samantha could recognise with ease; once on it would glue itself to its host, manifesting, taking hold. When Samantha saw fear paint Sophia’s features for the first time she’d felt dizzy...disturbed. Samantha remembered so clearly the sickness that she felt knowing that her friend was in danger. That they both were plagued by the same demon. 

Samantha could feel a familiar churning sensation in the pit of her stomach as she stared hopelessly at her phone. Text after text and still no response, and each call ringing through to voicemail. Something was wrong, seriously wrong. Sophia was in trouble and there was no way in hell Sammy was going to just sit at home and wait like a good citizen. 

Samantha had been all over the place, asked all manner of people and by this point had many arguments about her safety. She was frantic and at her wits end. Samantha was fast running out of places that Sophia could be and the idea of her being actually at the point of fire was terrifying. 

What if she was passed out somewhere, overcome from the fumes? Samantha needed to find her. So against everyone’s better judgement she headed straight towards the forests. 

Feet pounded against the floor as she ran, making sure to avoid any attention, using the trees for cover. Her hand was placed over her mouth in an attempt to avoid choking on the smoke filled air. 

Samantha’s eyes darted about and she ran until her feet couldn’t keep up with her. Crashing to the ground she felt all of the air knocked out of her. At first she figured she might have tripped. But then her brain caught up with the situation and pain pierced through the young woman. 

She cried out in agony as she looked down the big tree crushing her leg. 

Running, running, running, running- It had been a nightmare. She was running through fire, her powers being sucked from her, just as the trees turned to ash and crumbled around her. She woke in her bed , that still felt weird to be in, in her house, on the edge of the woods, to smoke. The smell of it, even the thickness of it in the air wafted through her open window. Panic jutted through her gut. “The forest is on fire,” she thought, hearing screaming. It wasn’t people- it was the trees. Every ounce of her ached.

Tallulah didn’t wait to put clothes on, she fell from her bed in her skimpy white nightie, pulled her jacket over her, and ran from her house. The fire wasn’t hard to figure out the location of. Her feet ached from the pine needles, acorns, pinecones- all of the things she was trampling as she ran. She was sure they were bleeding, but she urged herself on. She was Te-Tini-O-Hakuturi, and she needed to protect her forest. 

The singed forest floor burned at her feet, but only for moments. Her magic pumped through her veins and out her feet in the form of lush grass- marking her footsteps. The sight of the fire stopped her in her tracks. It had eaten away so much of the forest, and still blazed on strong. “No!” She screamed, magic coming through her veins as light. She didn’t even know what she was doing, but she knew she had to do something. She urged her magic to help the trees, make them with stand the flames. Begged them to stay with her. 

“Stay with me, please! I’m trying to protect you!” she screamed out, feeling the fire lick at her clothes.