She landed smoothly, her spine hitting a rock as she rolled in the ground, but nothing much more painful as she got up to run into the forest. If she could find someplace to hide while the situation blew down, she could probably come back in a day or so. Looking back at the school, she saw that the window that she had previously jumped through was now frozen over, the very faint outline of people trying to smash the window with brute force just barley visible.

The girl had another obstical, the giant ice wall. Thankfully the part of the wall on the West side of the school had not yet been completed yet, and the wall still had ledges and sharp points that she could scale. When she leapt over the wall, she heard the shatter of ice and a shout, so she began to run, not looking back anymore in fear she would get scared and falter.

Emma looked in front of her, keeping an eye out for any kind of obstical that could possibly trip her or falter her run. She didn't know this forest well, for many students would occupy themselves with other important things than explore this deep into the forest. Not to mention that there were dangerous creatures lurking in the darkest corners of the trees.

Yet, ignoring the dangers, Emma pushed on, not caring for what could possibly harm her anymore. She had hurt her friend, used her frustration against a living being. She should have been better then this.

The girl with unnatural grey eyes groaned, stopping her full run after a good twenty minutes before going off on a diagonal line to throw any pursuits off her trail. The girl stopped after her saliva had thickened and her breath was hoarse, laying on the dirt ground as she struggled to gain her breath once more. When she did, she let out a cry, crying from the pressure, the voice, crying from the pain of the small glass shards that dug there way into the girls skin. She cried at the thought that she had to be the odd one out of the whole world of magic. She let the warm tears cascade down her eyes, thinking about how she had possibly just ruined her friendship with Jasmine.

She had hurt her.

The voice chuckled, caressing Emma's mind with it's akward presence. The girl tried to force the thing out of her mind, but it was no use as it stayed latched on.

"I hated every moment of it." Emma confessed, closing her eyes.

The voice chattered with a sick tone. Emma felt the disgust in her grow, the thought of controlling another was awful.

"I want to be normal. I want another life where I can just fit in like all the others." The girl confessed to the voice inside her brain. The girl could feel the presence in her mind grow happy, it's loud voice growing tender and caring.

The voice cooed. Emma smiled faintly, chuckling to herself and confusing the voice in her mind.

"You're fucking crazy. I'd rather have this life then screw around with a tainted life with your hands controlling me." The girl spat. The voice gave a long growl, one filled with warning as it let it's spirit empty out of the girls brain. Emma finally relaxed, relishing the fact that she was finally alone.

The girl just sat in the forest, listening to the silence that not even birds dared to break. Nothing but plants and silence lived here, and that was the perfect place to hide from enraged students. A wild Dragon was the first and only creature to notice Emma, the dragons features was as it linked to her mind and spoke, only to be greeted with silence and saddness. It wandered off with it's green hide blending into the forest completely.

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Emma sat there, not moving for twenty hours. Her body didn't dare make a sound as it craved food and water, and after the twenty first hour, the girl got up and began trailing back to the school. When she reached the wall, it had been finished, and there was no possible way to scale the wall without equipment or magic, so the girl began to walk around the wall, keeping her eyes flickering on the top just in case a scout spotted her.

There was no gate, but there was one thing that caught the girls eye. A rising wall made of slick steel, rising up and down to let supplies in. Once the door was shut, ice would slide over the door to make sure nothing tried to break in. When the girl approached, a teacher walked out of the door and looked dead when they spoke to Emma.

"Emma Dragonstar, member of the northern academy, have been diagnosed with the possibility of rebirth, the transformation of a reborn. Because the risk of turning is too high, ninety percent of the school has decided to keep you out of these walls. Have a good day reborn." The teacher said blandly. Emma had a baffled expression, The fact not fully into her head yet.

"So...is there no possible way to prove myself? A was that I can come back inside? Are you really just leaving me to die out here?!" The grey eyed girl shouted, her voice reaching the teacher with power. The man simply turned away, no further conversation scared between the two. Emma stood there with her jaw wide open, panic growing in her.

"No! Tell the headmaster! He'll allow me back in!" The girl begged, now on her knees. The mud sunk into her pants, but that didn't stop her from clawing at the ice door. No one came to stop her, no one came at all. She was now alone, and that wasn't the worst part.

The reborns were coming.