The sudden flash of light glared brightly in Victoria's eyes, but she did not blink. By now she was used to the cameras flare, and even if she had blinked it would only mean that the shot would need to be re-taken. She saw the red light of the camera begin to blip, and with a forced smile she readied herself for the next flash of light. This continued for a few more minutes until a loud, obnoxious voice echoed from behind the lenses.
“Amazing! Spectacular! Gorgeous!” Jacob Downs was a photographer for the weekly sorcerer and quite possibly the most irritating man to ever walk this earth. The magazine was fine. They featured various articles on strong, empowering wizards; a few of which Victoria had the pleasure of participating in. “Absolutely sensational, darling! The camera loves you!” Victoria shrugged, acting indifferent to it all. In truth she actually didn't mind this shoot because Jacob had given her the assignment of choosing out her own attire for the shoot.

The white button up blouse sported long sleeves with frilly material around the cuffs, gently veiling her soft hands. This same frilly material extended out from the sides of her collar and made its way down in a V-shape along her chest. Fastened tightly above her waist by a thick, leather belt were a pair of pressed black trousers that stretched down all the way to her ankles. A freshly polished pair of black leather boots were fastened tightly around her feet and reached up to her shin. The bottom of her trousers were tucked into them. Her hair was tied back into a neat, long pony tail instead of curtaining her face like it usually did in these shoots. She even wore her glasses. Everyone usually told her to take them off for shoots because they weren't appealing enough. Being able to wear what she desired for once was quite a breath of fresh air, if not for the despicable comments being made by Jacob.
“Oh Victoria! You are truly inspiring!” He fussed around her, fixing up little creases in her outfit and putting his boney hands wherever he pleased. “You are a role model to young girls everywhere that you don't need to have the best measurements to rock an outfit as bland as the one you chose.” She glared daggers at him, and in defence he quickly stepped away from her out of fear of being backhanded.

“I happen to be wearing this, believe it or not, for my own pleasure, and not for the pleasure of others.” Victoria moved away from the set, which was a small, smelly studio somewhere in Magnolia.
“If you want to dress for yourself, them modelling really isn't the profession you're after darling.” He snickered, as if he was talking to a simpleton.
“I believe I was told to wear what I pleased for this shoot. I was under the impression that seeing me in what I usually wear would make you a tad more respectful towards me and my body. I guess I was wrong.” She pulled her jacket over her shoulders, fastening it around her waist.
“I didn't mean to offend, Miss Winchester.” Jacob sounded sincere. She didn't care.
“I'm taking five.” As she was about to walk out the door, a flash of light not from a camera followed by a deafening crash erupted from outside. Jacob jumped out of his skin from shock, but Victoria didn't have the luxury to stay surprised for long. She rushed to the window, looking out to see a moderate area of Magnolia set ablaze from a thunder strike. However, there was an odd feeling about all of this. She looked up; the sky was blue. No clouds or rain. Lightning didn't just come from nowhere.

“Get away from the window Victoria! There could be another strike!” Jacob spoke just as Victoria hurled herself over the ledge of the window and descended down to the streets below. As she fell from the window, she bent her knees and tilted her feet forward to face the ground. Light cascaded around her as a beautiful magic circle of many hues spawned underneath her. When the light faded, her feet were covered in a shimmering, diamond like substance in the shape of ice skates. With a sickening scraping noise, Victoria glided down the side of the building on the skates, a trail of glittering magic being left behind her as the ground formed a thin layer of light constructs wherever she went for her to skate on. This trail arced outwards from the wall, creating a ramp for Victoria to slide down on and onto the cobblestone path of the town. With long strides, she continued to skate through the town towards the source of the blaze.

The air was thick and warm, smoke bellowing up from the houses that were set ablaze. Victoria came to a halt in front of one of them, urgently scanning through the open windows to see if anyone was inside. A lady holding her kids close to her stood on the other side of the street. They were covered in charcoal. There were many other civilians like them. It looked as though no one was caught inside. She watched as other members of Fairy Tail approached the scene, sliding over to them.
“I don't think anyone was hurt.” She spoke in between pants. She had expended a lot of energy to get here so fast, but that was just to ensure no one was stuck inside their now burning homes. She looked around to try and find the source, but there was too much smoke in the air to really see anything.