Powers Revealed
Part 1
Starflight was lying in a hammock, back at the village. He'd just recently recovered from the volcano eruption, but the Rainwing healers actually seemed to know their stuff. Some of them, at least. His friends were sleeping next to him, Sunny on one of his sides, Tsunami on the other. He was thinking to myself. Not necessarily good thoughts. Well, I survived, he thought. Both the battle and telling Sunny… he still wasn't sure why the world hadn't collapsed on itself. Anyway, he had told her… and he wasn't sure that she believed him. Heck, I wouldn't believe myself in her place, he thought. Am I really that serious? Well, I'm serious enough to tell her, so that's a start, anyway. But he still wondered… what if she things I'm a failure, like the NightWings? I hope she doesn't think I'm weird. Now he really started to think. Why don't I have powers, like other NightWings? Is there a reason? Even Fatespeaker has powers… even if they're terrible… That made him smile. But still. I wonder… could I have powers and not know? He'd only ever tried mind-reading and future-telling. Maybe… he had other powers. He crawled out of his hammock, careful not to wake anyone up. He hadn't taken even two steps before he ran into a dragon. Fatespeaker. What are you doing here, he hissed. Visiting you, she whispered. Those annoying elders think they're queen. I wanted to come say hi. Where are you going? Can I come? He sighed. There wasn't really an option with Fatespeaker, but he was happy for the company. I'm going to see if I have powers. Come on. *** You don't have powers, Fatespeaker asked as soon as they were out of earshot of the village. I thought everyone had them. Apparently not, Starflight sighed. But I had an idea. They came across a clearing in the forest and they walked to the middle. Think of something, Starflight said, turning around so he couldn't see her face's expression. Anything. Starflight tried, once again, just to be sure, that he couldn't read her mind. Nothing. His mind was as blank as a cloudy night. See, he said, I can't read your mind. But… what if I have other powers? Animus powers, she gasped. I don't know… it's worth a try, Starflight said. Knowledge is power. Literally, in some cases, Fatespeaker replied. Let me try to move that stone in the center of the clearing, he said. You… you know everyone will still accept you if you don't have powers, right? We won't blame you. I know, he said. But I still want to try. OK, Fatespeaker replied. Go for it. Starflight was sure how to go for it. He walked up until he was a foot from the rock. He tried putting all his willpower into moving the rock forward. Nothing. He tried again. Nothing. But a sliver of moonlight that wasn't their before shone on it. Taking this as encouragement, he tried again. More moonlight. He tried again, even harder. Then suddenly the whole clearing burst in to shining on the dragons and making the stone seem like a jewel. He tried one more time, putting all his willpower and thinking power into making the stone move, thinking of how happy Sunny would be for him if he had powers. Sunny. He suddenly had a burst of energy, adding that to the mix. Noth- wait, did the stone just – But Starflight was cut of again. Because the stone shook. It trembled and shook, and did so until it seemed to Starflight and Fatespeaker it was ready to explode. But it didn't. Because it moved. Half a foot – just 6 inches – but to them it seemed to be a mile. I did it, Starflight thought himself. I made that stone move. I did it. I have animus powers. I knew it! I not just a normal dragon! I have animus powers! I HAVE ANIMUS POWERS!, he yelled to night sky, not caring who heard him. Congrats, Fatespeaker said, looking at him and smiling. You really do. *** End of Part 1
