The Next Hero!
"You found me, Tristan. Fate has brought you to me."
Tristan's eyes slowly opened. In front of him was... a face. The face of a girl was gazing down at Tristan. She had lovely blue eyes with long brunette hair that reminded Tristan of his own brown hair. The girl smiled once she noticed his consciousness.
"Oh good. You're awake," she said with a voice as soft as silk. Tristan noticed he was lying down in a bed with white sheets covering him. He sat upright to view his surroundings. He was in a room that had beige walls. In the room was a closet, a bookshelf with more than just books in it, clothes scattered across the floor, and obviously the bed Tristan was in. "Oh, sorry about the mess," the girl said as she began to tidy up. Finally, Tristan spoke.
"Uh, where am I?" he asked calmly.
The girl looked back at him. "Oh, right. You're in my room, in my house, in the town of Roadale."
"Why?"
"Well it all started yesterday when-"
"Yesterday?!" Tristan interrupted.
"Yes. Please listen. So, it was yesterday and I was just about to enter the forest path to pick berries. As I head over, I hear what sounded like an explosion. I ran as fast as I could to check out what was going on. Once I got there, I saw you lying on the ground as if you were dead."
Tristan suddenly remembered what had happened. The tree, the fire, the fainting. It all hit him like a slap on the face.
"Luckily you weren't dead when I found you, but you would have been if I hadn't. I managed to carry you into town where some other people saw me. I told them everything. They then carried you over to my parent's house where I've been taking care of you since."
Tristan frowned. He had been out for a whole day! Hero's weren't supposed to waste time. He sighed and took off the bed sheets, noticing that he was shirtless and tons of bandages were wrapped around his torso. Suddenly, he felt pain in his chest as he tried to get out of bed. He grimaced, but tried to at least stand on his feet.
"Please, you must not push yourself!" the girl said. "You're welcome to stay here as long as you like, but I insist you leave once fully recovered."
Tristan let out a chuckle. "Please. I think I can manage a few wounds. Besides, I have special powers."
"Special... powers?" the girl asked in wonder.
Tristan nodded. "To be more specific, their psychic abilities. Just watch." Tristan closed his yes and began to concentrate.
Tristan tried Lifeup α!
Suddenly, Tristan's body was enveloped in a green light for a few seconds. Once the light was gone Tristan felt the pain leave his body. He then got out of bed and stood up, as if he had never gotten injuries in the first place. He looked over to see the girl staring at him in amazement.
"That was incredible! I've never seen anything like it. Although... you wouldn't be the first person I've seen use psychic powers. I believe you're using PSI, correct?"
"Y-yes. You know about PSI? Who showed you?" Tristan asked.
"Well nobody really. But that's because, I can use it myself."
Tristan's eyes widened in shock. The girl, without even saying anything, walked over to her closet and grabbed something from inside. In her hands was an old shoe box. It had the words: 'Training Dolls' on it written in black marker. She opened up the box and took out a small, rather creepy looking doll and set the box aside. She lay the doll on the floor and stepped away. She closed her eyes and concentrated just as Tristan did.
"PK Freeze!" she shouted. Suddenly, a blue aura escaped from the girl's body. It had a hexagonal shape and had a pattern that resembled a snowflake. It traveled over to the doll where it exploded, sending flurries of snow in its nearby radius. The snow quickly disappeared to reveal the doll, frozen solid in ice! Tristan couldn't believe it! Another PSI user. Then, he remembered what Mr. Ovel had said on the field trip. A new PSI user had recently been discovered in Roadale. A female, this girl must be who Mr. Ovel was talking about.
"A-amazing! That was offensive PSI, wasn't it?" Tristan asked.
"From what I've been told, yes. I was born with PSI. According to my father, I'm the first in my family since my great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather to use PSI. I never knew other people outside my family could use PSI. But thanks to you now I know."
Tristan nodded. "Well, it was very nice meeting you, but I need to get going."
"Oh... well since you can manage with your healing abilities I guess I can't stop you. Oh wait, I never even got your name! We've found out such important details about each other yet don't even know each other's names."
Tristan laughed. "Right you are. MY name is Tristan."
"Tristan, huh? I've heard that name before."
"Really?
"Yeah but to be honest, I've only heard it in a dream."
"Oh well how about you. What's your name?"
The girl smiled at him. "Penny."
As soon as the name escaped her lips, Tristan recognized Penny as if he knew her for a very long time.
