Vayla sat in her office over some paperwork. She updated the list of camp members and opened one file after another to add progress and information to each member of the camp. She took her job very serious yet with a lot of humor. Vayla was that kind of woman, who would be your best friend and mentor at once.

As she came to another file of one of the newest arrivers, she stopped. Alex Marran. Age 15. The boy had not been happy once since he arrived and Vayla doubted he's been happy before that either.

She closed his file and thought for a moment. The poor boy must have had it really hard. His powers were not something to easily control or accept.

Vayla Roseburn decided to look for the boy. She felt responsible for every single one in the camp and she liked to keep close contact. After all, everything that happened in her camp would come back at her. And she would rather have the kids be able to speak to her as a mentor and friend then a strict teacher.

She got up from her seat at her desk and made her way over the camp to Alex's room. She knocked politely and waited for an answer.