"I'm sorry! My God, I'm so sorry!" screamed a young woman. Just in front of her was a general, someone she began training with a couple decades ago and whom was now her superior and commander, ducked and a tent on fire behind him. She looked down at her hands and tears swelled in her eyes.
"Good God, woman!" the general shouted back at her as he rose from the ground. "How have you not learned to control your power yet?"
Her mouth opened as if she was to respond and then quickly closed because she couldn't think of a word to say. A single tear fell and she looked at her feet in shame.
"River..." he replied to her silence, his feet carrying him to her and placing an arm on her shoulder. "You're lucky I've known you for some time now, otherwise there would be even more trouble for you."
She nodded in return and sighed. Her hands clenched themselves into fists and she turned on her heels, letting her feet carry her wherever they could. Eventually, River found herself in her living quarters, the news of what she had done already spread. Her much younger fellow privates in her troop laughed, jeered, and pointed at her as she made her way to her bunk. How could someone two hundred and fifty years old, with powers that some wished they could have, and many others could control by now, not only not be able to control their powers, but still be ranked private in the armed forces? These all were thoughts running through her head as she placed herself into her bunk. She stared at the bunk above her with wide, sad eyes as she continued to think about... everything. Mostly how she never advanced. Maybe it was because she couldn't control her powers, well, power. Singular. She could control fire with her mind, something her parents wished wouldn't have happened.
They had named her River for the fact that they had a feeling that she would have the power of water, as they could control earth and air. So, they stuck with the name, and were extremely disappointed when they found that fire was her power. Though they didn't show much love for her growing up, they gave her heirlooms, a ring, a longsword, and a dagger. A moonstone in which she was able to bend and control light however she wanted, but only if there was a moon high in the sky. The blades had no special powers, but she used as a weapon when fire and light weren't enough.
Eventually, the general that she almost caught fire to came into her quarters, and all around her was silence. She hadn't noticed, as she was too deep into her thoughts.
"Private River..." said the man after clearing his throat. River jumped, startled, from her thoughts and quickly jumped off the bed and stood at the foot of it. "You're needed for patrol today."
"Okay," she mumbled with a sigh, slid on her ring, hid her dagger and put her longsword at her side. She quickly followed the general out into the city of Pearl as dawn began to break. Her, along with many others, wandered the streets. She could see everyone bowing and moving out of their way as they patrolled. River hated that, city dwellers bowing and charging out of their way. It wasn't attention she liked, or felt she deserved, especially after today. She had almost killed the man that gave her orders, and yet, people were bowing at her with no knowledge of what had happened. No one in the city ever knew what went on in camp, especially what happens with River. If they knew, they would find a way to get her out of the armed forces, and possibly have her killed.
After about an hour of just simply walking, the small troop stopped, and the general turned to River. Her eyes widened. She knew what was coming, and she hadn't wanted to do it.
"River, I need you to go to this person's house," he told her and handed her a small strip of paper. "You know what to do."
With that, she nodded and looked at the paper. Wave was inscribed on it, along with the address, but the last name was unreadable. Heaving a heavy sigh, she walked around until she found the correct door, closed her fist, and knocked three times.
OOC: Sorry. Me, being dumb like always, deleted all messages, so I forgot Wave's last name. I had to improvise.