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hesitated before finally following after her.
    “Wow,” was all Summer could say.
    There was a roaring fire place at the far end of the room that caught her attention immediately. It was large enough to fit at least a dozen people in it. On each side of the fireplace were tall glass containers with a vortex of fire running up the tube.
    “Amazing,” said Summer.
    She slowly walked through the room, rows of beds passing her on each side, as her eyes became transfixed on the stained glass above the fireplace.
    It was a phoenix. Its large wings were spread across the entire pane of glass.
    “Beautiful, huh?” asked Tracy.
    “Yeah.”
    “When the sun is at the right angle it looks like the bird is actually on fire.”
    Summer peeled her eyes away from the bird and took in the rest of the room. There was a lot of red and Grey all through out. That included the bed, carpets, and couches.
    “Where is everyone else?” Asked Summer.
    Tracy looked sad for a moment. “We're the last two. Jasper, the guy with the grey and black hair, is also one but, he's on the Wielder’s council.”
    Summer sat down on one of the beds. “What's the Wielder's council?”
    “Almost like a president of each element. Their headquarters used to be somewhere else but, they came here because it’s the safest place for wielders right now.”
    Summer swung her feet from the bed. She looked around again and found her eyes lingering on the phoenix.
    “Is that like a mascot or something?”
    Tracy chuckled. “No. It's been there for a long time. No one even knows the story behind it.”
    “Weird,” whispered Summer. “Are we really the last two?”
    Tracy shrugged, her black and red braids moving across her dark skin. “That have come to this training academy. There could be others out there hiding or parents that kept their children from coming here.”
    “Why?”
    Tracy waved her hand through the air in a dismissive manner. “Too many questions. The council will meet with you tomorrow and answer this stuff.”
    “Sounds fun.” Summer rolled onto the bed. “Is there a bathroom in here and something to eat?”
    “Now that I will gladly show you.”
    Summer frowned. “Are you saying I smell?”
    “Yes,” she nodded. “I really am. You're a mess.”
    Summer looked at her skin. It was so dirty that the paleness was gone and replaced with a thin layer of black.
    “Well at least I can fix dirty. There's nothing you can do about ugly.”
    Tracy clenched her fists. “Are you calling me ugly?”
    “It was a general statement.” Summer smirked. “But if the shoe fits.”
    Tracy stormed over to the large fireplace and pointed her finger at a cabinet to its right. “There are clothes of all sizes in here. You'll find everything you need. The bathroom is through that door. I'll get us some food.”
    “Thanks,” said Summer as Tracy stomped past her. She winced when the door slammed shut. It was never a good idea to piss off the person handling your food and she had done just that.
    “Good job, Summer,” she mumbled to herself.
    She dragged her feet over to the cabinet and yanked it open. To her surprise there really was everything she needed. Pants and shorts of all size and color, shirts, jackets, hats, gloves, socks, underwear, and even different shoes. No wonder this cabinet took up half of the wall.
    She rummaged through the clothes until she found long jeans, a long black shirt, and a pair of running shoes. Everything was generic and plane but, at least it was something. She had been wearing her same clothes for two weeks now so this was a welcome change.
    She grabbed all the other necessities and walked over to the bathroom. Inside was another pleasant surprise. There was every toiletry she needed.
    Summer dropped everything when her eyes landed on a bottle of conditioner. She grabbed it from the shelf, tore open the lid, and inhaled deeply. The sweet smell of honey and roses filled her nose.
    To others she might look crazy but,