(Scotts POV)

"You can try and thaw it. I believe in you." Gems voice rang through the still air. The wizard wanted him to try and thaw that ice he just caused. "Concentrate really hard."

"I'm trying, I'm focusing Gem." He replied back, staring at the ice.

"Focus more."

"Gem, I don't know what you want from me." Scott almost yelled.

"I want you to try. Think about it." She got closer to him.

"I can't!"

"Try harder." She said with a calm voice. 

"Gem enough!" He yelled and a flash of white came out of nowhere and he saw snow piled up, ice in the walls, ice pikes erupting from the ground and walls. He see's the wizard almost trapped in ice. 

"Gem? Gem?" Scott's voice cracked with fear.

"It's ok." She reassured him. She stepped around the ice and Scott noticed that it her warm orange hair was a strand of white hair,going down her braid. She holds her crystal staff a bit tightly.

He shook his head. "Your not ok, look at your hair."

"Oh."

The elf looked at himself and realized that he looked different too. His hands were frozen, ice on him, his wings made out of ice now. Inside of him, he gets scared. "I'm not fine either. I hurt people, I always hurt people!"

"No its ok, I promise I'm ok and it's going to be alright." Gem takes another step closer to him. Scott steps away.

"No, I need to go." He flies out, heading back toward Rivendale (His empire). He hears Gem calling his name but he keeps going, far away from her, so he couldn't hurt her anymore. Couldn't hurt anyone.