Elemental Goddess

Prolog: Blaze opened her eyes and tried to adjust herself to the feeling of being whole. Zeus, king of the gods, and her father sent her to earth on her request. She had never been flesh before. Usually her days of being the fire elemental consisted of floating joyfully in an inferno. Now she was covered in taunt, pale flesh, and clothing. She was wearing a Pink and black long sleeved shirt which revealed entirely too much of her midriff. Her pants were long and baggy, and held up with a belt studded with some kind of stones. Then her shoes. She had thought she looked completely ridiculous, but no one seemed to notice.

Her skin was warm when she touched it. That was because it was only hiding her true power inside. If she wanted to, she could ignite herself on fire and think nothing of it. The people might be a little startled though.

In her home on Mount Olympus, she would watch the mortals all day, wondering what it was like to be one. Now, although her father had refused to make her mortal, she could be among them and see first hand what it was like. It was her dream come true.

Her brothers, Thunder and Lightning, had been with these people many times and had suggested that their baby sister see what it was like for herself. They said they had friends that she was supposed to meet. Someone called the Teen Titans. She had never heard of anything like that before but agreed to see them. The only problem was, their home was surrounded by water.

Blaze couldn't touch even a drop of water without seriously doing damage to herself. She was pure flame, and water extinguishes that flame.

Not to worry though. Even though she was a goddess and an elemental, Blaze had a few tricks up her sleeve. When she was born, as a gift, she was bestowed with the ability to bend light. Of course this was just an amusement on Mount Olympus, but down here it was a way to create force fields.

Blaze extended her hand towards the ground. Beneath her feet appeared a disk of pink color. It rose slowly as she floated on top of it. Easy transportation, she thought as she hovered high enough so not to get splashed by the waves.