The Coldest Fire |Chapter 1|

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Why me? (Demetria POV) ``Why me?`` I muttered as I did the dishes. We just had pasta, but I hate when the pasta dries on the plate and it takes forever to clean it. I hissed at my bare paw touched the plate and I scrapped the residue with my claw. I decided to plug in my earbuds as I clean the plates. By the way, I’m Demetria, and you’ll soon learn why you`re hearing my story as well as why I’m an important part. I finished up the dishes and trot to my room. I looked around and found my book I had gotten from the library at my Academy, `Icey Knowledge`. The name makes no sense, they are just trying to acknowledge the fact that we are the Ice Furries. Not the Fire, or the Wind, or the Atom. Just the Ice. I flipped the book open that was titled `A Guide To the Power of the Furries`. It tells of all the powers each furry has. The anatomy and build of each subspecies of the furries. I myself am an Ice Furry, or more scientifically known as a ,hieloyeloeis, we have the power to create anything made of ice, with just a flick of the wrist. It's pretty cool, but my favorite subspecies is the fuegoapoyfeuer, or Fire Furry. They have the ability to control any fire, and to create fire at all times. Our species are sworn enemies, but I enjoy studying their species. I often have to hide my book though, if my parents learned I took an interest in a species that wasn`t Ice, not to mention it being FIRE. I climbed in my bed with the book and flashed a light on it as I went under my covers. ``Fire Furries have the unique ability to when angry turn their eyes to pure fire, a sure warning sign that they are soon to create flames`` I read aloud. ``Awesome`` I heard the door knob turn and I quickly hid the book under my pillow, and turned off the flashlight as I turned over and pretended to sleep. My mother switched on the light then seconds later turned it back off as she shut the door. Next: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/480871864 Studio:https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/28652612/