Fire Bender Novels & Stories

I say. "You didn't lose control. You knew exactly who to attack and that's where the fire was aimed at. You made sure that none of your family or friends were hurt. It's alright baby. You didn't do anything wrong. No one is angry with you...Gladys says that you tapped into one of the elements. Fire." He explained. "Earth, wind, water and fire." I say. "Exactly." He says kissing the top of my head. I pulled away from him and I look him in the face.

I snark, just to piss him off. Felix lifts his hand, holding out his middle finger and waving it like a flag. “Trying to distract me won’t work. Keep your arms up and do it again.” I exhale hard through my nose. Fine. Flames erupt from my palms, curling upward in bright ribbons before I start bending them into a sphere. They dance violently in the air, unstable for half a second before I force control over them. It tightens until it becomes a solid ball of fire.

"It’s been a while. Seems like my call didn’t wake you up from sleep today?” “Yeah, lucky for you,” Zeda said. Torvin sighed dramatically. “That’s so disappointing. I’ll time myself better next time.” Carrie chuckled, moving away, and despite herself, Zeda smiled, amused. “That could be the end of you,” Zeda said. “That’s true, I just remembered you’re the latest Fire Bender,” Torvin said. Zeda laughed. “You’re crazy.” “Probably,” Torvin chuckled. “Are you training with the one-hand ninja today?”

As if responding to Phoenix's command, the fire abruptly ceased its voracious spread, leaving behind charred remnants and billowing smoke that obscured the once-bright flames. For Astrid, witnessing this display of power and control was awe-inspiring. It wasn't just about unleashing fire, but also about having the mastery to halt its destructive path. Astrid had indeed been privy to Blaze's awe-inspiring blood-bending prowess, a skill that showcased his mastery over the most vital of elements within the human body. However, she wondered how his command over water would manifest in a combat scenario, imagining the fluid grace and raw power he might exhibit.

The blonde patted his friend's back. As the committee called his name and his opponent's, he walked to the arena with a calm thought. He had seen three battles with fire benders as the participants, so he had some references. He had to thank Darrion too for the information on his opponent. The committee sent the signal, and the fight started. Right when they shouted 'Start!', Amano shot a thick napalm from his palm. Jai instantly dodged to the right, and Amano took this chance to raise a firewall heading to Jai's right.

I watch in awe as the once ferocious flames transform into gentle wisps of cool fire, caressing the air around me. Inspired by my control over the fire, Jericho closes his eyes and delves deep within himself. He seeks to connect with the essence of the fire element, to understand its transformative power. As he reaches out with his mind, he feels a surge of energy coursing through his veins. Flames erupt from his fingertips, intertwining with the cool blue fire that surrounds us.

No, let’s just say that they will definitely need a closed casket. I decide to make a memorable entrance and ambush them, so I have the air put me down right behind them. They don’t even notice, just continue on with the whipping. By now I’m so angry it feels like my blood is boiling. Fire surrounds and engulfs my body and giant fireballs appear in my hand. Shockingly, it’s not even burning me. I never knew I could command fire like that. It happened that one time as a child, but I was never able to reproduce it. I just chalked it up as a one time thing. I only thought I could mess with the temperature, but I guess when I’m angered enough I can manipulate the elements in their purest form.

Storms would stand still and wind would cease. The more the world attacked her, the fiercer her gaze was, like Fire, or a cracker. Like a Firecracker.

It's a breathtaking sight, one that fills me with awe. As I watch in amazement, Loic enjoys my awed reactions, a smile playing on his lips. The fire engulfs his arm, a shimmering veil of warmth and light, and my concern bursts out. "Loic, be careful! The fire...it could hurt you!" He chuckles softly, his voice filled with reassurance. "Don't worry, Isa. Fire cannot harm me, I was born from the flames." With a wave of his hand, the flames dissipate, leaving his arm unscathed without a single blemish.

"Yes, but what about fire? I read that you can control holy fire or even hellfire." He grinned visibly and walked over to my side. He leaned his right shoulder against mine as he raised his palm, his palm facing up as bright orange flames shot forward, and I almost jumped back. "Wow, cool!" I smiled as I watched the fire in his palm. "What kind of fire is that?" "Regular fire. I don't think it's wise to let hellfire loose in the house," he laughed, which meant he could control both. "So you're a fire bender, huh?" I poked him in the side with a grin.