at Mario, her eyes wide, and felt her lip begin to tremble.
“Girl, you okay?”
“This was a mistake. I can't control it,” she whispered.
Her hands exploded into two balls of flames. She jumped forward and frantically tried to bury her hands into the dirt.
“Let the fire go!” Shouted Mario.
Summer vaguely heard him as she began to slip out of consciousness. It felt like she was under water and the current kept pulling her further down.
Just as she began to accept the darkness that was consuming her, a hand reached down and grabbed hers. She could hear the hiss of pain as her fire left her and traveled up her savior’s arm.
Summer forced her eyes open and was met with purple ones. Damp, curly hair stuck to the person’s forehead as they shook her.
“Saved me again, Ash,” said Summer, her words slurring together.
“Stay awake!” he shouted.
Those were the last words Summer heard before falling back into her world of darkness.
Chapter 7
Summer groaned loudly as she rolled over. Her eyes slowly opened and took in the familiar room. She was back in the fire wielders dorm except with more people. A lot more people.
“Finally,” said a familiar voice.
Summer dropped her face into her pillow. “Hi Tracy,” she mumbled. “Who did I kill this time?”
“Just almost took off Ash’s arm. No big deal.”
Summer sighed and pushed herself into a sitting position. It felt like she was just getting over the flu. Her head was spinning, her whole body hurt, and she was just plain exhausted.
Mario was the first to approach her. He gave her head an awkward pat.
“Sorry for pushing you so hard, girl. Impressive though.”
Summer just nodded. She could tell the man wasn't used to apologizing. It was almost painful watching him do it.
“How are you feeling?” asked Jasper.
“Sick,” she said, her voice raspy. “Is Ash okay?”
“Fine,” said a voice from across the room. He was leaning against the wall and waved at her. She was guessing the arm she injured was the one he lifted because it was covered in bandages.
“Can't the healers fix him?” She asked.
Petar stepped forward. “I used a lot of energy trying to keep his arm from falling off. The burns will get fixed by his body.”
Summer bit her lip. “Sorry Ash.”
He slowly shook his head. “Don't worry about it.”
Her eyes scanned all the worried faces in the room and she could feel her anxiety rearing its ugly head. It was all too much to take in.
Jasper must have noticed because he pointed his thumb over his shoulder. “Everyone can leave now. Let me talk to her.”
Tracy and Ash didn't budge. Oddly enough she found a small amount of comfort in their presence. They weren't close by any means but, she had spent the most time with them. Just that tiny bit of familiarity was enough to make her feel secure.
Jasper ignored them and sat back down on the bed next to Summer's.
“We won't make you train again until Monday. That's if you stay.”
“How long did I pass out this time?” Asked Summer.
“A day,”, answered Tracy. “I heard you moving around so I called everyone in. You woke up about twenty minutes later.”
“Look,” said Jasper, leaning forward. “I can't force you to stay but, it really would be in your best interest. You could hurt yourself and other people. Let us train you.”
Summer looked up at the ceiling and begged the tears not to fall. She didn't want to run anymore and she was just getting more tired as the days passed. She also didn't want to hurt anyone here with her reckless abilities.
“I don't know. This takes too much out of me.”
“You'll die if you leave. Do you want to die?” asked Ash.
Summer locked eyes with him. Her golden ones burned into his and she saw a sincerity there that she didn't expect. The will to fight left her and she started to cry. Just one small look of compassion broke her.
Tracy sat down next to her and wrapped her arms around her. “Shh,” she
“Girl, you okay?”
“This was a mistake. I can't control it,” she whispered.
Her hands exploded into two balls of flames. She jumped forward and frantically tried to bury her hands into the dirt.
“Let the fire go!” Shouted Mario.
Summer vaguely heard him as she began to slip out of consciousness. It felt like she was under water and the current kept pulling her further down.
Just as she began to accept the darkness that was consuming her, a hand reached down and grabbed hers. She could hear the hiss of pain as her fire left her and traveled up her savior’s arm.
Summer forced her eyes open and was met with purple ones. Damp, curly hair stuck to the person’s forehead as they shook her.
“Saved me again, Ash,” said Summer, her words slurring together.
“Stay awake!” he shouted.
Those were the last words Summer heard before falling back into her world of darkness.
Chapter 7
Summer groaned loudly as she rolled over. Her eyes slowly opened and took in the familiar room. She was back in the fire wielders dorm except with more people. A lot more people.
“Finally,” said a familiar voice.
Summer dropped her face into her pillow. “Hi Tracy,” she mumbled. “Who did I kill this time?”
“Just almost took off Ash’s arm. No big deal.”
Summer sighed and pushed herself into a sitting position. It felt like she was just getting over the flu. Her head was spinning, her whole body hurt, and she was just plain exhausted.
Mario was the first to approach her. He gave her head an awkward pat.
“Sorry for pushing you so hard, girl. Impressive though.”
Summer just nodded. She could tell the man wasn't used to apologizing. It was almost painful watching him do it.
“How are you feeling?” asked Jasper.
“Sick,” she said, her voice raspy. “Is Ash okay?”
“Fine,” said a voice from across the room. He was leaning against the wall and waved at her. She was guessing the arm she injured was the one he lifted because it was covered in bandages.
“Can't the healers fix him?” She asked.
Petar stepped forward. “I used a lot of energy trying to keep his arm from falling off. The burns will get fixed by his body.”
Summer bit her lip. “Sorry Ash.”
He slowly shook his head. “Don't worry about it.”
Her eyes scanned all the worried faces in the room and she could feel her anxiety rearing its ugly head. It was all too much to take in.
Jasper must have noticed because he pointed his thumb over his shoulder. “Everyone can leave now. Let me talk to her.”
Tracy and Ash didn't budge. Oddly enough she found a small amount of comfort in their presence. They weren't close by any means but, she had spent the most time with them. Just that tiny bit of familiarity was enough to make her feel secure.
Jasper ignored them and sat back down on the bed next to Summer's.
“We won't make you train again until Monday. That's if you stay.”
“How long did I pass out this time?” Asked Summer.
“A day,”, answered Tracy. “I heard you moving around so I called everyone in. You woke up about twenty minutes later.”
“Look,” said Jasper, leaning forward. “I can't force you to stay but, it really would be in your best interest. You could hurt yourself and other people. Let us train you.”
Summer looked up at the ceiling and begged the tears not to fall. She didn't want to run anymore and she was just getting more tired as the days passed. She also didn't want to hurt anyone here with her reckless abilities.
“I don't know. This takes too much out of me.”
“You'll die if you leave. Do you want to die?” asked Ash.
Summer locked eyes with him. Her golden ones burned into his and she saw a sincerity there that she didn't expect. The will to fight left her and she started to cry. Just one small look of compassion broke her.
Tracy sat down next to her and wrapped her arms around her. “Shh,” she
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