It burnt at first, Fireball did not mind has he had the power over flame and heat. Then he could feel his insides becoming as cold as the snow beneath his feat and as numb as the ground beneath that. His breath that was fogging the air before was now invisible and soon small snow flakes were forming on his tongue instead of falling upon it and melting. Fireball concentrated. If you could see his pupil you could see a tiny flickering, a flame with in. The ice on Fireball's tongue melted and the chill within him ceased.

Fireball wanted to understand this being and why it had such power. But the battle had begun and it would have to wait until later. Fireball saw that the creature was weak physically but agile and powers that went far beyond the physical reaches of this world. Fireball, who has a flare for style when using his gift, pointed his fingers like guns.

He fired flames off them like they were six-shooters. The strange being dodged them with amazing acrobatic skill. The little creature flipped and whirled just in front of the house's back wall. Fireball left a trail of burn marks as he tried to keep up.

Fireball final managed to land a hit when he fired a shot with his left hand and the creature dodged it, but had fired a shot from the right to where the creature had moved. This stunned it for a moment. Fireball moved his hand up to his face and blew out the flame that was dancing on his index finger, like a cowboy blows the smoke from his gun barrel.

But the being had escaped up by climbing up the drain pipe. Fireball really should stop joking around so much. He followed the strange creature by ingniting the soles of his feat with his flame. The affect was like a a rocket rising slowly at those few seconds just after ignition.

After he had touched down on the roof he realised that the strange creature was using what ever it is it uses to go unnoticed. He would have to concentrate again for that sound at the edge of hearing or that shadow at the edge of sight.