A desert surrounded her. Her feet were bare and burning on the scorching sand. The sand crawled in between her toes and the blistering air baked her skin. It was dark and peeling, with a tint of red. Her lips were cracked and her mouth was dry. She raised her head and stared into the sun. Her eyes closed instinctively and she breathed in heavily. As she breathed out, she felt a power rush through her. She heard it amplified in her head and it rang in her ears. The air was no longer still and silent. It picked up suddenly and she did not move. the sand sunk from all around her and she fell. At first it was in slow motion. The sand was all around her, in her mouth, in her hair… on her hands and skin. She was staring down below, her eyes dry and unable to close. The end came faster and faster. Then black. She opened her eyes and stood up. The sand was still falling on her and she felt nothing. She heard shrill sounds. Each, individual drop of the million grains of sand falling around and on her. The ground was still burning but she did not burn. She looked at the sun and focused. She lifted her arm and the sand sifted off… she was alive. She was different. She was going to be unstoppable. She just didn’t know it yet.