Hello, readers. How goes it? Anyway, I've forgotten to put a message on the last two "chapters".

Anyway, this is going to be a five to six chapter story. I don't expect to have many readers, but I'm finishing this for myself. It will be the first time I ever actually finish a story. Yay.

Rai(RaiPhoenix015): Thanks a lot for the review! I'm glad you like the story.

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All I could hear was the distant ticking of a clock somewhere behind me and a weird scratching sound. I wiggled where I sat Indian Style on the floor with my hands resting palm-up on my knee. I stayed like this for a while, maybe five minutes, before I opened one eye.

I was about to say something, but Farren's voice interrupted me. "That isn't meditating, Ariel."

I flushed. "Yeah, well…" I looked at him. He was sitting in the corner, scrawling on a sheet of paper with a pen. Well, that explained the scratching… His green hair had grown out a very short bit in the past two weeks I had been staying with him. He had given me that time to get used to my surroundings and let my eye sight adjust to the light. Now, I was to begin my training.

"Ariel, try and focus." He looked up. I blinked, meeting his eyes. "Why is this so hard for you?"

"It's so boring! When am I going to learn something cool?" I asked.

Farren laughed slightly. "What? Did you expect me to just teach you how to decompose muscle on your first day of practice?" he asked.

I looked down, feeling foolish. "Yes…" I mumbled.

I heard him stand and come over to me. He kneeled in front of me and smiled at me. "Let me show you what it will feel like when you finally learn how. Only, we will be doing it in reverse. You shall help me reconnect muscle instead of separate it." He pulled a dagger from under his sleeve and pushed his sleeve up. "Don't worry about this. It will be good as new in just a moment." He pushed the dagger onto his arm, the back rather than the inner.

My eyes widened and I reached my hand out, covering the heavily bleeding wound. "What'd you do that for!?"

He hissed in pain slightly before covering my hands with his own. "This will feel odd. Close your eyes." I did as he said. I felt my hands heat up and jumped slightly when an image appeared in my mind. "Shh… It's okay…" he murmured. I swallowed and closed my eyes again.

In my mind was a picture of something… That was bone, wasn't it? And that stuff would be the muscle. It's cut open bad… Slowly, the image began to reform, strings of pale green light threading around the bone and forming a cover. The strands began to close the muscle, fusing the split muscle together again. "Open your eyes."

When I opened my eyes, he moved his hand off of mine and I followed the example, leaving his arm in the air. His arm was covered in blood that was drying. I blinked and pulled a tissue from my pocket and rubbed the sticky layer off of his arm where the wound was… or had been.

Where the wound had been was now perfect, unmarred skin. "Wow…"

"What did you see?" he asked me, his voice as soft as always.

"It was like… I was inside of your arm… There was blood… But then I could see all of your muscle and I could see your bone… I don't know what all the other stuff was though…" I looked at him, my eyes out of their narrowed state and close to innocent. "…I think it was scary."

He nodded. "What did you feel?"

That question was much more confusing then it should have been. What did… I felt… "Nothing."

He smirked. "Ah. Come on, stand up." He stood and I followed his example. "You can have your first lesson."

He took me outside. It was odd… I've never been outside. Until now, that is. Outside of the house was shaded. The trees were casting dark pools of shadow all across the green grass.

"Now. Your first lesson is transportation. I am going to teach you how to use the shadows." Yes! No medita- "But first, you meditate." …Damn.

"Do I have to meditate?" I whined, sounding like the child I was.

"Yes, you do. You have plenty of energy, but it's, I suppose you could say, a mess. You need to organize it before you use it, so you don't explode. Literally." He raised an eyebrow. "…Do you want to explode, Ariel?"

"…Not really." I plopped down beside a tree and moved into the position I had been in earlier. I opened one eye. "…What do I need to do exactly?"

He chuckled. "Close your eyes." I did as he said. "Now, imagine a completely black space. Take a few moments."

I didn't need a few minutes. It was amazingly easy. "Mmhm…"

"Now, imagine a very small white dot in the middle and focus on it. Focus on it until all you can see is white. Slowly, threads of some color of shimmering thread will appear. It will be knotted and tangled. You have to sort through it."

As he finished, I tuned everything out. I focused on the spot. It took, I'm guessing, about three minutes for it to come into focus as he had asked. I could see the faint glimmer of… something appearing. The next moment it was something had snapped. There was string everywhere. Tangles of dark red and orange string jumbled together. I acknowledged something then.

This would take me forever.

When I opened my eyes again, it was almost sunset, there was a dull pounding behind my eyes and Farren was sitting beside me and leaning against the tree. Asleep. My eyebrow twitched. I reached over and shook his shoulder, scowling.

He opened his eyes and blinked. "Done already?"

"…I stopped." Actually, I still had quite a knot left up there.

"Do more." With that, he leaned back against the tree and closed his eyes again. My eyebrow twitched again with irritation before I sank back against the tree and went back into the depths of my mind.