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(Rivereene)
I rushed around the mansion, doing my best to extinguish the flames surging up the walls. My hair flew behind me, if that's what you could call the bundle of clear liquid connected to my head. I cracked my knuckles, the moss for my skin cracking in the heat from the raging inferno around me. The flames kept coming, and I could hardly keep up with them. My power started to drain to just some steam and vapor, and I knew I had to get out of there. Fast. If the flames kept coming at me, I'd evaporate into the air.

I was just a person made of moss, with water for my blood and hair, after all!

Rushing through the rising flames, I controlled myself out of the mansion, landing on the cool grass a short distance away. But the coolness of the grass quickly faded away, setting fire. I jumped up to get out of the way, watching the fire slither across the ground and encircle the Pond. No, not the pond! Steven said he needed that to get that (Y/n) girl back to where she belongs! I watched the pond erupt into flames as if the water had turned to gasoline, and I felt everything slow down. No..... It couldn't be......I had failed Steven....

(Volcania)
I kept my hands out in front of me, working my way around the outside of the mansion to make sure I got every spot. Something about this reminded of when I was Bloody Mary, or even back when I was Mariah. But as I neared the back of the mansion, I began getting cold. The air had turned moist, making my flames grow weaker. What? How?!? This has never happened to me before! Letting out a low growl, I turned in the direction I felt the cold coming from, seeing a girl of moss and water. Must have been my opposite to do this much damage to my powers.

I let out a snarl, getting the girl's attention. The molten lava beneath my coal skin boiled and burned, and the clear blue water beneath her mossy skin churned in a slight rage. She glared at me, her icy blue eyes piercing my glowing red ones. "You evaporated the pond," she said calmly, the sound reminding me of waves crashing against a sandy beach. I laughed and hissed back with a fiery crackle, "What pond?!?" She shot her arm out behind her, pointing towards the pond at the back of the yard. "THAT pond," she hissed, sounding like boiling water. I swear this chick was the pure personification of water

Looking down at the ground at the edge of the flaming pillar I stood on, I saw Bloody Painter, fighting off Nothing. What a battle they were putting up. The water girl growled at me, a pillar of pure ice shooting her up to my height. "You made me disobey my leader," she snarled, all watery sounds leaving her voice to be replaced with sharp icy words. I laughed quietly, holding my hands up at my sides. Letting my palms fill with the small tornado of rock, smoke, and flames, I say softly, "Show me what ya got, girly." "My name's Rivereene," she hissed, holding her hands to the sides as I was for hers to fill with swirling tornadoes of water, ice, and snow. "One...." I muttered, narrowing my eyes at her. "Two...." she said, glaring at me. We both shot our arms out in front of us quickly, the tornadoes flying from our palms directed at each other as we yelled in usion, "THREE!"