User blog:Hermionegenius/A Spark of Emotion

Hello! Short disclaimer that all of these characters and ideas regarding this elvin realm belong solely to Shannon Messenger. This is a FAN-FICTION and is not fact(as much as I wish).

As I have said before in another one of my fac-fics, Mr. Forkle: What could have been, if you have a problem with gay characters, this story is not for you.

I LOVE feedback of anykind! Grammar, compliments, constructive criticism, etc. but please refrain from insults; this is a safe wiki! plz keep it that way :)

Now, on with the story. Just know that if it strays from the truth of the books, it's not exactly staying true to everything in the story. Ok........

A Stinella Fanfic: A Spark of Emotion

 Prologue :

'''It wasn't the heat that woke Marella. The roaring and crackeling in her ears, the dancing light behind her eyelids, the smell of charring wood, and the smoke that choked her were enough. She jolted awake so fast that she rolled off her bed and hit the floor with a thud. The walls around her were ablaze with bright orange flames that licked hungrily towards the ceiling. Fire. She was in the middle of a fire with no escape. Magic coursed through her veins and she could feel the power pulsing out of her fingertips and igniting anything within range. She turned on the spot, searching for a way out of her room and also staring at her hands, unable to control or stop was was happening. The lamp beside her bed intercepted the flow of her power and Marella watched in horror as it flickerd, and then turned on, shining so brightly before it exploded in a burst of flames. Hot glass flew everywhere, knicking her skin and snapping her out of whatever trance she was in. A foreign scream errupted from her throat piercing through the sounds of the fire. It was long and high and constant, faltering only when she heard one even more horrible match her own. She heard something- no someone- crashing through the house and upstairs. Her door burst open and her father stood there, his face turning from fear to shock and realization. He remained in panic mode and darted into the room despite Marella's warning to stop. He had put two and two together much faster than she had, but it hadn't stopped him from from going to grab her despite the immense heat. marella watched her father cringe against the unbearable temperature, wrap his arms around her frozen body and dragging her out of the room. Once they were out side, he let go of her and yelled, looking at his hands and arms where welts were quickly rising. Marella looked in horror at what she'd done and stared at her bedrrom windo where the glass had burst and fire now spewed. Was she still feeding it? She didn't have time to answer before her father shoved her into the pond. She broke the glassy icecold surface and felt her power calm and slowly sputter to a halt. Even so, the second she climbed out, her clothes steamed and dried. Her mother ran out of the house coughing and screaming. Her father sprinted to her and despite his burns wrapped his arms around her and sunk to the ground. Marella stumbled over to them and fell into their arms.'''

'''     "I'm sorry," she sobbed into their chests, "I'm so, so sorry!" She shuddered and regained control of herself, slowly feeling the heat ease away from her as she cool night air blew against her back.'''

'''     "It's ok," said her father, the best and only words Marella wanted to hear. In the silence of the night, Marella and her father calmed. Her mother still trembled.'''

Chapter 1 :