Now, I was thrown straight into a fight scene. Talon looked to be older again, by a few years. Maybe 15 or so. But she got into a fight with a bunch of older boys. But everything else looked the same.

And she was getting the snot kicked out of her. They managed to throw her into a desk, breaking it to pieces. "Welcome back freak."

She growled, dusting off her black clothes, before picking up part of a broken table leg.

"Leave. Me. Alone." Her brown eyes glowed red, as her hands lit up in a bright red/orange colour, burning the leg that she held almost instantly.

The boys just stared in awe, and fear. She screamed again as one of the boys tried to run at her, and flames burst out of her hands.

The boy was burnt alive.

I was in pure shock, holding my hands over my mouth, trying not to scream. That was awful.

Next I stood beside her, watching as her dark brown hair fluttered in the wind, looking at the house which had been set ablaze.

The fire was coming from her hands, with a murderous look in her eyes.

I couldn't speak, and I found it hard to breathe. Sure I'd been in these dreams before, but they were just flashes of her getting hurt over and over and over again. I didn't realise that this was the result.

I can't believe I missed all this every other time. I guess maybe I never wanted to see this part of it, just seeing the flashes was horrible enough.

It then flashed again, to an even older Talon, with her beautiful dark brown hair flowing down her back, with streaks of red in it. She wore all black, with boots and a leather jacket and ripped skinny jeans.

She walked past me on a murder mission. It looks like that murderous look in her eyes hasn't changed since she was younger, since that night she burnt down the building.

She looks like she's my age now, perhaps older, maybe 19 years old.

She walked straight up to an Asian looking guy with a pony tail; and punched him in the face. He fell to the ground, holding his face in pain, before she picked up his bag and rummaged though it.

She ended up pulling out a silver bracelet, and placed it on her wrist. "Don't ever steal from me again, or do you want to know what it's like to be burnt alive."

I was amazed, as the guy stood up, wiping the blood from his split lip. "She's all talk boys." He says to the men around him, "nothing more than coward who hides behind an empty threat."

I do remember watching this one though, this one I could never escape. Maybe because it's a recent memory, or dream. April said that in her dreams she relives the past, so maybe this is her most recent major memory.

A growl escaped her lips and I watched her pull the hood over her face, and the scarf Around her neck she pulled over her mouth. She went straight back to the guy before grabbing his arms and setting him alight.

"You call this an empty threat?" Her grin was almost evil, before she threw him to the ground, watching him burn to death.

Then she leapt into the air, using the fire from her hands to act like a thruster. She jumped to the nearest building, and then ran away.

This is where I expected to wake up, but some else happened. Another dream.