Rayne makes her way down the hall of Kross Academy, admiring the long lines of portraits depicting the previous students of the school. The hallway was quiet and Rayne fiddled nervously with a bright, beautifully cut ruby hanging around her neck. The necklace was important; vital. Without it, she would never be able to keep her powers in check. Turning back to admire the older portraits she began to amble nervously in her own thoughts.<span style="font-style: italic">I hope I'll do alright here. God, it would be awful if I had an attack here.</span><br/><br/>Letting out a small sigh, she continued her way to the dining hall where orientation was being held that evening. The tall, spectacular oak doors lie open, showcasing the hordes of students sitting and chatting with eachother. Rayne immediately went numb, anxiety taking her breath away as she leaned against the opposite wall.<br/><br/>Her long, violet hair lay curled over her shoulder, her ruby necklace pulsing a light, dangerous red. It almost vibrated in its attempt to keep her powers supressed. Breathing becoming labored, she held her hands tight to her chest; frightened of her increasing heartbeat. Her arms tightened around her torso, holding herself together to get through the riveting feelings and pressure.<br/>'Oh please, God. Not now.' She thought, hands tightening to fists. She could feel the heat of fire crawl over her skin and to her awaiting hands; like tinder flaming into a bright blaze. Finally frightened into submission, she ran to the cooled air of outside.<br/><br/>Soon enough she has sat herself near an old willow tree, legs crossed with her now blazing hands set upon her knees. Her face and hair had been washed out from the bright blue of the flame; flickering higher now as her heart continued to pound. Scared further, she began taking deep and calming breaths to control both her heart and the blue flames engulfing her hands.<br/>Eventually the flames matched her slow heartbeat and settled into a ping-pong ball size. Rayne sat in the tall grass, watching the spheres of fire blaze in her hands.<span style="font-style: italic">I hope someone here can show me how to control this.</span>She was enchanted and pulled into the beauty of it all, getting lost in her thoughts and staying completely unaware of the fact that someone may be watching...