Rachel often does this. Lay awake, thinking about that day. What happened, dwelling on her past and wishing it was still here. She spent her days moping in her make-do bed she found in what used to be a school room. There was never a day that went by that she didn't think about everything. But today she decided she needed a change.<br/><br/>She had long ago accepted her abilities, but would not use them. She never believed it was right.  The only time she ever used a flame was to ward of mutants or other people that threatened her.  But today was different, she was going to start training. Learning what her change was all about. She rolled out of bed then realized, she had no clue what she was doing.<br/><br/>"I don't even know where to start!" Rachel started pacing in frustration. "I don't even know what the hell i am capable of! There is no way I can control it!" She was getting furious, she felt even angrier than she should have been. Her face felt really hot, then her fingers started to burn. She looked down, a steady flame ignited on her index finger. Thats nothing new, it happens all the time when she gets frustrated. But this was different.<br/><br/>Rachel, instead of dousing it, concentrated on the flame. "Shoot!...Go!...Spidey web activate!" Nothing. She just sat there, staring deep into the flame. It grew. "Woah!" She stared at it again. The flame seemed to grow bigger and bigger. Eventually she was holding a ball in her hand. With major concentration she separated the ball of fire from her hand and while still concentrating, threw it at a chalkboard. She closed her eyes as she did it so all she saw was a black char mark in the center of the board.<br/><br/>"HOLY SHIT!" Rachel was amazed at what she had just done, and of course she went and did it again and again. "I think i am getting the hang of this whole fire thing!"