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Bios ——————————————— Flint N. Steel Female Likes the gentle warm glow of fire Story She was an orphan, her parents were burnt to a crisp while she could do nothing but watch. She was young, a cute girl. Her parents were kind and caring. That day, a knock on the door was heard. She looked up at her parents who were opening the door. People stormed in and grabbed them and threw them in their truck. One of them stormed in and grabbed her. They threw her in another truck. Flint scraped her leg on the side of the truck very badly. They closed the the back and locked it. Flint started to cry. Hours and hours passed. The sunlight rushed in as one opened the door. What in her mind she knew was a “bad guy” He pulled her out. He grabbed her and went into a camp. He dropped her in the middle of the camp. The bad guy made her sit in a chair tied up. Across the fire she saw her parents strapped to a large log. There was a pile of logs and coal underneath. She waited for what seemed like hours. Strapped in a chair. It was sundown. They bad guys started gathering together. One threw a match at the pile underneath her parents. She could only watch. She squirmed in the chair. Her parents screamed in pain. The bad guys laughed. The flames slowly consumed them. They were gone. The bad guys left. It rained and the fire stopped. She was angry. She was little, but she knew plenty about the real world. Her skin had steam coming off her. The ropes melted off. She got up and stood there. Staring at the ashes. Furious. She heard something. She ran away from the camp. The anger turning into tears, rushing down her face. She ran. Just ran. She was hungry. She was thirsty. After around 5 hours of running she stopped. Flint was on the side of a road. She then laid on a log and slept. She woke up in a bed. A cozy and warm one. She got up, confused. Flint was in an orphanage. Ladies came in, got her, bathed her, and dressed her like nothing was wrong. Then told her to come to a room. She went in and saw a lady. The lady said this was her “new home” for now. Flint took days to get used to this new life. Nightmares upon nightmares. New food One day a few new people come. They bully her for the scar on her leg. Every day. Punching. Kicking. Fighting. Blame. They blamed her for everything when she hurt them back. But one day this happened like usual. The ladies beat her up for hurting one of them. When they were done, she was bleeding, In her room. Furious. Sad. Pain. But the fury got through. Her skin steamed. Her dress caught on fire. She opened up her balled fists, To an open flame. She threw it at the mean girls’ beds. They caught on fire. One of the mean girls walk in, Flint throws fire at her feet. The girl screams and runs away. Flint gets up to look for the ladies. She finds them in the office. Flint throws flames. At this point the building is burning down. She runs Downstairs and locks all the windows and doors. She slips out and locks the front door from the outside. She throws more fire and runs away. To burn the camp. The end ———————————————- Prismarine I will do later