The Winter Spirit part 1

There was a sound of frustration above her she took a peek where the sound was coming and it was from that scary human. Yes, it was that scary human that beat the sh*t out of her she still feels the pain from the beating although they heal very fast you can still feel the pain.

'They probably thought I was pathetic winter spirit one when the winter spirit can control her temperature just like breathing when they reach adulthood. I have not yet reached adulthood as I need to be recognized by the Ice Queen Fairy for me to become a fully adult winter spirit. I can still remember my grandmother's words before I leave my house yesterday ringing in my ears.'

"Why the hell are you going, young lady! I am not yet finished with you!" a loud shout was coming out from the upstairs there it reveals a woman who was around 25 years old. She has a luscious hair of silver with a bluish tint on the tips of her hair that was dragging on the floor. She has cerulean blue eyes small face with a pink lip she was a beautiful and graceful beauty except it was morph with anger and annoyance

She was the grandmother of the young rebellious winter spirit that was currently unpacking her clothes for departure. Winter spirits are known not for their cold body temperature and stubborn nature but also their drop-dead gorgeous beauty. They stop aging at the age of 25 years old and they don't grow nor age after they pass that age. The other races are having trouble identifying their age and gender because the men of winter spirits are also androgynous beauty. They are neither manly nor feminine and their life spans last for 2 000 years they reproduce once in hundred years. Their population is not big as the human population but they are not exactly a rare race despite their small reproduction.

As she goes downstairs to face this young little imp that was rebelling her orders she saw her preparing to leave the door but she stops her before she can come out. She froze the door even if she pulls the door or blows up the door she won't be able to get out in this house. The young winter spirits gave up and look at her grandmother giving her the death glare that seems to want to kill her. Her grandmother slowly walks up in front of her as she slaps her head which earns a grunt from me.

"Did you have to slap me in my head what if I go dumb?!!!"

"Don't worry you are already dumb so even if you go dumber than before it won't change the fact that you are dumb."

"What the-"

"Ep!" she motion to stop me from talking more but I tried to speak again but she just 'ep!' me again. She snaps her fingers I know that spell because that's what she always did every time I spoke back at her I tried to speak but no voice came out. She used the SILENCE spell which enables the person who was cast on this spell unable to use their voice for 3 hours. I am so pissed right now she always uses this spell every time things don't go in her plans whenever I speak out my rights she would use this spell every time!. I glared at her but she just smirks at me as she motions to the kitchen creating a tea in the air while she sits on the sofa. The tea was then placed in front of her as she took a sip as she looks at me. I ignore her as I sit in front of her still not looking at her I don't want to listen again to her nagging at me.

"Amelia Cromwell." as she puts her cup of tea onto the top of the table then looks at me with a serious face. After a minute she just sighs then shakes her head as if she gave up on this stubborn granddaughter of hers. You know the saying of 'Like Grandmother like Granddaughter' it seems it runs to the family. Or should I say it runs throughout their race their stubbornness is one of their characteristics that has been pass through many generations.

"Going to the Academy is one of every race wanted to get in no matter what as the Academy holds everything that anyone desires. Be it becoming a hero, a villain, musician, teacher, and other occupations that you could think of. Be it a good or bad occupation it has endless possibilities which are why I am stopping right now. Not because I don't want you to stop you from achieving your dreams but because you lack preparation."

I look at her astonished at what she said to me that was the first time my grandmother admits her mistakes. I mean we are naturally stubborn but it is very hard for us even to say sorry in words it was very surprising.

Should we all blame genetics as to why only stubbornness is the only part of the genes that our great ancestors have been able to pass down. Our great ancestor the Mistress of the Winter was a great person who is gifted in everything. Be its magical abilities, summoning, combat, strategy, and intelligence yet only stubbornness is the only thing that is passed down for many generations.

When she looks at my expression it made her frown.

"Why are you looking at me like that?! You think I can't think rationally because I am stubborn?! Huff! This child!" she huffs at me pretending to be angry but I know that she wanted the best for me.

"I know I lack preparation Grandma but I needed to do it because this is my chance to prove myself that despite my unstable powers. I can many great achievements in my life that I wanted to leave a footprint in this world. I don't want others to forget in the time I want to be recognized. I don't want be continue to be bullied nor I wanted to lay down and die to be filled with ridicule of others who believes they are better than me!"

"I wanted to shine brightly than others more than they could ever be predicted." as I showed my determination to my grandmother as I believe that everyone has a chance to fly in the sky. Despite the hurdles in their lives everyone wanted to be free and do want they always wanted to do. I will not listen to those people who wanted to ground me they don't live my life and I got to choose what I wanted to do in my life!

"Amelia you reminded me of how your Grandfather back in his youth you have the same determined eyes as your grandfather."

Her voice laced with longing and reminiscence of the past as she was lost in her thoughts.

"He was a good man Amelia." she smiles at me.

"Why are you talking like as if Grandpa is dead I saw him drinking in a pub last few days ago in Jimmy's Pub."

When she heard what I said I saw her face changing from beautiful ice beauty longing for her love change into a demon king's wrath. It was amazing to watch her change her expression it was like changing a mask but now I feel an impending danger in my life. As she looks at me with that face it was like a guillotine is in my neck like I was facing execution I gulp at her.

"Dear Amelia kindly explain to me in detail?" she smiles but not smile at me and I was like in the meme that I saw in my communication.

"It was at this moment SHE knew she fucked up."