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Ella walked around the base, watching as others that she passed. She was on her way to the Training Grounds to let off some steam. She wasn't in the best mood today. Every person she passed, she wanted to knock out. Everyone who looked at her, she wanted to melt their eyes out. Each being that made a remark as she passed, she wanted to engulf in flames on the spot. Every object she saw she wanted to watch burn. Right at this moment, she wouldn't care if the world were set on fire. In fact, Ella May would most likely enjoy watching that happen. The Zorks would be eliminated, along with the rest of the human race. Maybe she would mind in the long run. Yes, it was safe to say she wasn't in the best mood.

As she entered, she didn't noticed anyone else in the room. It was silent for once, which Ella liked for an odd reason. Often times the quiet made her uncomfortable or lose her cool. In this case, it was soothing to some point and made her feel at home. Home. There was never a true home for the female. Ever since she lost her best friend, she hadn't considered anything home. Where she was now was just another place to stay. All it was was shelter. A place that provided safety and had the basic materials. As soon as her best friend popped into her mind, she pushed him away. It had been a while since her father's death, and it was still hard to accept. She had never been the same since he left. She ached and yearned to see and be with him again, but she knew that wouldn't happen anytime soon. Suicide was something she looked upon as cowardice, but Ella had contemplated it before. Obviously she never attempted or went through with it. She was standing today, wasn't she?

The Training Ground were large with many different courses and targets. Ella made her way over to the standard, moving targets which she always had fun with. The targets were like nothing she'd ever seen. Instead of just moving side to side, they moved around the whole room as if they were actual people. May opened her hands, fire automatically forming in her palms. As she had discovered and played with her powers more and more, it had become easier to 'ignite' as she put it. She felt her leg start to heat up, meaning her birthmark was glowing. The targets started out moving towards her first, making them extremely easy to hit. She raised her hand and aimed, making contact with them. The next round of targets was different than usual. All of them moved towards her in different directions, soon to be circling her at a rapid pace. Trying to focus on one, Ella started aiming and shooting, but to no avail. The spinning targets were making her become more frustrated than she originally was. She grit her teeth and made a ring of fire appear around her, she raised her hands in front of her and shot them out to the sides, watching as the ring expanded. It expanded within a matter of seconds. before she knew it, all the targets were destroyed and she had nothing left to aim at. She narrowed her eyes. She could feel her attitude hadn't shifted at all, but remained exactly the same. Looks like she was just getting started. She picked up her feet and walked over to another station. However, before she could start, she felt as if someone else were watching her. When she turned her head she spotted Jamie. Her face relaxed somewhat, but her eyes were still cold. They never seemed to soften. She lowered her hands and watched as the flames disappeared. She felt her leg go cold, and she looked down just in time to see the fabric of her jeans return to their natural denim color. It was odd. Whenever her birthmark glowed, the fabric of her pants changed to a soft gold, the color it glowed. Her eyes returned to Jamie who was still looking at her. She furrowed her brow and spat out sharply at him. "What? Can I help you or something?" The last thing she wanted to do was deal with anyone.