FireStorm

Her emotions were set ablaze.

Wild and out of control, set for destruction.

Wreaking havoc around everyone she knows.

She tries to stop it but she isn't strong enough to

over come it.

The flames have consumed her, swallowing her

cries for help as it leaves a trail of flames behind.

Laughing wickedly in her ear in a dark and deep voice, knowing he has won.

The battle is over now.

Leaving behind nothing but the remains of it's wrath as a

reminder of what he can do when he so desires.

The FireStorm hit and is now gone, but it can return if he so desires it.

Watch out for it if it is to come again.

Dark, twisted, and can burn slowly and painfully.

The desctructive FireStorm.