A/N: please review! This is my first fan fic so I could use some !

Pasco finished the dance, panting.

"You can go now" Yazmin said, smiling.

"You sure?"

"Go" Yazmin waved a hand at him.

Pasco was walking towards the door when suddenly opened. The young woman in the doorway stared at him flying and lifted her hands from her sides, palms facing the ceiling. Pasco, who had been about to hit the floor, rose with her movement. She then turned her hands to face each other, and Pasco stood in midair. The young woman than lowered her hands until Pasco stood, shaking, on the floor.

"who …who are you?"

"I am water witch; my name is Matarya. Are you alright?"

"I think so"

"I am looking for a dance mage; Pascal, I think?"

Pasco's face went pale. "Why?"

" I think he's supposed to teach me. Something about control…"

"Your joking !"

"I am not. Where is this Pascal anyway?"

"My name is Pasco."

"You can't be a dance mage!"

"Oh really. Would you like to meet my teacher? She'll prove it to you."

"fine"