Crystal ran madly in no particular direction. She didn't know where she was headed but she knew she couldn't stay here any longer. Oxygen was getting ripped from her lungs as she struggled to keep her pace, her legs staring to wobble and her stomach churning. She couldn't stop, no matter how much her body had told her, she simply couldn't, her breaths turning into gasps. Her feet had lost all feeling a few miles back and a cramping sensation was spreading to her knees. Her eyes were teary and her breaths were choked from the flying sands in the desert. Crystal finally stopped, her body couldn't keep up with her thoughts and she collapsed, gasping for air as her vision turned blurry and then dark...

The last thing Crystal had remembered was running out of her school in a hurried frenzy, she had gotten in with a scholarship though she would have preferred to be illiterate. 'The world is nothing but cruel.' Her mother used to say, she had dealt with judgmental people before, it was common to those who were gifted. 'They're just jealous because once you strip their wealth from them, they have nothing but hurtful words.' Her mind was swimming with insults and threats and abuses, all received by her from a different person every time and when all the people have had something to say, the dreadful cycle had been repeating over and over. Crystal had lived her entire life like this, since she had lost her mom and dad at a young age and she was the only kid in school who could barely afford a meal, let alone brand new clothes every day of her life just to be thrown out like her peers. She was considered a freak. Crystal didn't have the luxury to cry and moan about it though, she had to work every day to be able to keep herself alive as well as study to be able to pass her classes and keep her scholarship. She could have gone to a small school or not one at all but without any purpose in her life, without any use for her, she would have died in vain and after the loss of her mother, that was the last thing she wanted to do. She wanted to earn money and live the life her mother always wanted her to have. She wanted to prove everyone that she was more than just some orphan, that she was born to be a great person. She wanted to earn enough to give her mother the memorial she never had and then spend her days in an orphanage, not to be one of those to be adopted but to keep the lonely children, like she once was, company. But once everyone came to know about her powers though, she had never felt even more lost.

Slowly, with no help from the other students and teachers, Crystal began losing her sanity and then finally, she broke and then, she ran.

Little by little her consciousness had slipped back to her like water dripping from the clouds to the ocean, ripples in her head sending jolts of electricity through her body as she slowly gained the energy to open her eyes. Her eyes burned when she did so, as well as every muscle in her body. When she didn't recognize her surroundings a dull alarm had buzzed at the back of her head but she ignored it, waiting for her kidnappers to come and put her out of her misery. She waited, shifting from consciousness to sleep until she heard the door creak open. In came a surly looking man with oily black hair and an unforgiving scowl etched on his face. Crystal shuddered when she got a whiff of his cologne, the pungent odor suffocating her and she began taking breaths through her mouth. Her wrists were bound behind her and her legs were tied to the wooden chair she was seated on. Struggling to free her wrists was a lost effort as the rope was tied too tightly, the rough exterior creating rope burns on her pale flesh.

"Tell me, what exactly were you doing in my territory, sweetheart?" His malicious words left a bitter taste in her mouth, especially with the gross name her beckoned her by. She would've thrown up but she didn't have anything in her stomach to vomit, though she could feel bile burning up her throat. Avoiding the question, she remained quiet as her captor stared her down. He grinned at her, flashing yellow teeth, among them a few golden and the others rotten. Crystal grimaced.

He walked towards her and her mouth went dry as his cologne became more distinct to her, it was like bleach, but with a not so subtle hint of musk. Her nostril hairs at the smell. He locked eyes with her, a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

"Charles, why don't you get our guest a glass of water to wet her whistle." The sound of running water from behind her filled her ears and just by the smell, she could tell it was ocean water, distilled but still from the ocean, she could sense the waters call towards her and shivered. Water was a kind of skill at the back of her head, she learned how to control water even before she learnt the alphabet. Footsteps indicated that 'Charles' was coming towards her with that glass of water filled to brim. She tried to free herself from the bounds but no use. As she saw the large man come to with the cup she thought she had no choice but to use her powers. The man before her took the cup out of his hands and fed it to her. Crystal took a big gulp and he leaned in, putting her hands on her thighs. In disgust, she spat the water on his face. He stumbled backwards and Crystal lifted herself and the chair and smashed it back onto the ground, the chair breaking into splinters.

She pulled the ropes off her legs and wiggled them out of her arms as she she made a break for the way out of the room, guards hot on her tail. She needed to get out of here, who knows how much more ocean water was here and if she took her time, there was just no telling what could be the outcome. She could sense every droplet of water and tried to look for the exit, the walls trembling slightly.

Taking a left and running through a long hallway, she then took another turn and gasped. A little less than a hundred guards stood staring back at her, armed and ready to shoot. She shrieked and the walls and ceiling crack and collapsed, water shooting in all different directions and drowning some soldiers while knocking out the others. Crystal consciousness slipped from her as well, the adrenaline running through her veins faded as her eyes fluttered shut, taking refuge in the cool water as it cradled her out of the building. By the time she came to, she was floating in clear water.

Hey guys,I'm back!

I've recently gone through all my old stories and I've realized that from the time I had taken I haitus my writing style had improved as well as my plot writing had matured, I'm no longer the girl who would accept a good plot with a terrible delivery, so I've decided to rewrite all of my chapters, they'll still revolve around the same thing but the plot will most likely be changed into something with much more depth and one I expect will interest you even more. I hope you all will enjoy this. Thank you and good night.