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'''But Lihn held on to her hopes. '''

'''She was going to find Tam. '''

'''And to do that, she had to defeat this witch. So with every ounce of power in her body, she surged the flood foreward. '''

Chapter 10:

Marella's POV (I thought she deserved some time in the spotlight since her picture just got out!)

Fintan was a jerk.

'''Those four word cycled through Marella's mind over and over as she practiced. Her new Pyrokineticy "Mentor" critizising and insulting her all the while. She had been here for two hours, practicing and laboring.'''

'''"You're doing it wrong." Fintan scrutanized lazily, his head resting on his fist.'''

'''"I'm DOING what you told me." Marella snapped.'''

'''She scrunched her face together ad focused. Flickers of flame sprouted from her fingertips, leaving a tingle wherever they danced. She willed them to grow bigger. Slowly.'''

They grew.

Just a little more...

The flames rose into the air a bit.

A little more...

FWOOOSH.

'''The fire on her palm exploded into a gyser of raging flame. Feeling annoyed more than anything, Marella reached into her pocket and grabbed a pinch of quicksnuff powder. She sprinkled it onto her hand and the flames flickered out.'''

'''"You aren't concentrating." Fintan drawled from behind the glass sepatating his freezing prizon from her training room.'''

"Uh, yes I am."

'''The slim blonde elf rolled his eyes and yawned. "If you had been concentrating, you'd have been able to controll the flame's growth." '''

'''Marella stuck out her tongue. "I'd like to see you do better."'''

'''"Child, I'm ancient. I was able to do this junk way before your parents were even born." '''

'''Marella was tired of this guy. His ears portrayed that he was elderly and wise, but he acted more like an immiture teen. Why did Forky think training with him would be a good idea? '''

'''Marella tried again, this time imagining the pores in her hand like exits for the flame in her body, opening them slowly and gradually. '''

FWOOOSH.

The fire erupted into a christmas tree size blaze.

More quicksnuff.

'''"Well, you obviously aren't getting anywhere. And I'm bored. And hungry." Fintan drummed his fingers on the arm resters of the chair he sat in. "So you know what? Let's cut it early. You can practice at home."'''

"I litterally cant."

"Oh, that's right, your mother is a lunatic."​​​​​

''' Fintan looked into the mirror on the wall. Actually, it was a window, but Fintan had figured that out within two seconds of being in the room. Behind the window, Tiergan wa waiting for her session to be over, so he could escort her home.'''

'''Rage seethed under Marella's skin. The fire was boiling. But she held it in.'''

'''Fintan waved into the window. "Bye, Bye!"'''

'''"Jerk." Marella muttered under her breath. She wanted to leave anyway. She'd promised her mother that she would make Malowmelt. Mom had seemed excited. Not that Marella was any good at baking. Not since manifesting as a Pyrokinetic. Everything was burnt, or dry.'''

'''Big deal. '''

Mom loved her food anyway.

'''"See you tomorow." she grumbled. '''

'''"I look foreward to it." '''

'''She knocked at the door, letting Tiergan know that she was ready to leave. The door opened, and a dark skinned elf with light blonde hair and dark blue eyes greeted her.'''

'''"Come on." He told her, stepping aside to let her pass. '''

"Thanks."

'''They left the prison, Marella fighting the depression that was settling in her gut. Tiergan took up a pathfinder and held it to the light. A ray shone down like a beam, and Tiergan said. '''

"You first."

'''Marella stepped into the beam, and she was whisked away, a moment later landing ouside her home. Neither of them moved. Tiergan was waiting to bid her goodbye, probably.'''

"Would you like me to walk you in...?"

'''"No." Marella answered a little quickly. "I'm fine. Thank you though."'''

'''She trotted determinedly to the front doors of the huge estate. She walked past the firepit and the flaredon fur beambag chairs that she enjoyed so mutch.'''

'''She glanced behind her, seeing that Tiergan had leapt away, and slipped a key out of her pocket. Doors werent supposed to be locked in the elvin world, but the lock wasn't to keep others out of the home, it was to keep someone... in.'''

'''Slipping the key into the lock, Marella twisted it and pushed open the door. "Mommy... i'm home." she started out quiet as not to startle her into a frenzy.'''

'''"Are you here, Mommy?" '''

'''A shrill voice rang through the halls. "RELL-RELL! Are you here?"'''

'''Marella locked the door behinde her. "I'm here. Let me come to you."'''

'''She didn't need to ask where her mother was to know where to find her. Marella tiptoed down the vast halls, until she came to a room full of books and scrolls. The library. AKA, her mother's favorite room.'''

'''She was sitting in a chair facing a shelf of books, humming to herself. Marella said quietly, "Hello, Mommy."'''

'''The woman turned to look at her. She was a bit wild looking, but endearing in a way. Her blonde hair was tangled and frizzy, even though Marella had brushed it for her just that morning. She had a look of curiosity and confusion and exitement in her navy blue eyes. But Marella knew that she really understood evrything.'''

'''"Malowmelt?" she asked.'''

'''Marella smiled, bending down and brushing some hair from her mother's eyes. '''

"Yes. Will you help me?"

'''She smiled. "Okee Dokee rell-rell."'''

I'd like to credit panakes pankakes for giving me information about the Redek home for this chapter.