(Scott's POV)

He landed in deep now, snowflakes whirling around him and the dark blue night. It wasn't a nice night like others. But it would have to do. Looking around him, Scott say  ice pikes everywhere and he was standing a kind of hill. Sighing, it was now his home, for now anyway. Grabbing one of his spruce logs, he thought about what was happening back at Rivendale. 

Soon, he finished making a little hut make out of wood with a door. It didn't have much inside, just a wool bed, a chest and a small fireplace. Scott left his lantern out side cause he had enough light inside of his house.

"Well, I guess this is my life for now. Until I can learn to control my powers." He laid down on his bed, staring at the wood of the roof. The fire crackling, the howl of the storm outside. He worried about Gem and about the Xornoth crystal. What if it got into the wrong hands? What if Joey toke it? Being the demons lover it would make sense.

His mind swirled with questions, worry's about things and his friends. But soon, he fell asleep, lured into a nice rest. Scott had no dreams, just darkness. Waking up, he felt refreshed, better.

"Now, time to try and control my powers."