"Why? Why should I hide that I came into power?" I ask with my lips pulling down into a frown.
"Speaking of coming into power, who helped to stabilize your powers?" Aunt Amanda asks me while sitting g back down at the counter.
In my head I picture an image of a tattooed dark haired boy with beautiful eyes. Blushing with anger remembering him, I open the fridge and grab the French vanilla creamer.
"No one did. I was at lake Takohe by myself yesterday. "
Expelling a sigh of relief and gripping her mug of coffee tightly she says, "It's good that you were by alake Takohe when you came into power. Many go there for breakthroughs because of the rich mana in the lake. Just being near helps to stabilize your own mana. It's incredible that you were there, usually you'd have to pay an astronomical amount if money to go anywhere near Lake Takohe unless you own property there."
She's right I had totally forgot that Lake Tahoke was like a huge mana source. That also means that that guy didn't just leave for dead during my awakening. Dang it and I totally went off on him for no reason, sighing I wonder if I'll ever see him again. Probably not, he didn't look like he was from around here. "Aunt Amanda! You never answered my question, why should I hide that I've come into power?"
Taking a sip from her mug and placing it on the white and grey marble cou ter top. "There are certain conditions that one with power in our family has to fulfill and I don't want you to go through that when most of your cousins have had mana since they were babies and have been using magic since they were toddlers.
"Your referring to the obstacle course that we have to do twice a year to compete for the highest position in the family?" I ask her while taking a seat on a grey steel stool sipping my coffee.
"Yes because you didn't have any mana when it was your turn on the course the settings were different, set for a normie. If the family were to know of your you would have to use the same settings as someone your age whose been using magic for far longer than you have. Frankly there is a high chance of you dying. Plus everyone trains and compete every week in preparation, so you would constantly take a beaten. Even though you've just come into power they won't make any exceptions for you." She finishes explaining.
The thought of my cousins using their magic against me in a sparring session makes me want to run away, very far away. I have seven cousins my age who are all very powerful and have been trained at a very young age. I also know for a fact that Mike and Sabrina would use the training as the perfect excuse to torture me. Face pale I clutch my cup of coffee tightly in my hands, "I will most definitely not tell anyone about my powers or that I've come into power."
"I'm glad you understand." Aunt Amanda says sighing in relief at knowing that I now understand.
I could very likely die and worse be tortured by Mike and Sabrina.
My stomach growls with hunger and I eye the stove thinking of making myself a quick meal. Sometime later me and Aunt Amanda are enjoying a yummy homemade chicken sandwich with broccoli and spinach noodle pasta.
Cooking or baking always helps me to calm down and thinking of my cousins fear consumes me for a moment.
When I was twelve I used to get these horrifying night terrors where I would wake up in the middle of the night screaming soaked in my own sweat.
I would take freezing cold or scorching hot showers, hoping to get rid of the grip my terror had on me.
I could never remember happened in my dreams. After a couple of months I had to see a therapist, that lasted for too long three years.
Aunt Amanda and Uncle Henry would stay up with me until I went back to sleep. Uncle Henry is great at cooking so we would stay up cooking and baking. Anything to take my mind off of my nightmares.
I really took to it and ever since it's one of the few things that can really calm me down to a complete relaxed state.
After we finish eating I clean up and decide to spend the rest of the evening spending time with my aunt. Before I know it it's almost 10:00 and I spent most of the time in the living room with aunt Amanda binge watching her favorite show about an elite space fleet, the cadets lives, and the many battles they face.
Three hours ago Uncle Henry came home and joined on Amanda on the couch. They've been cuddling ever since while I've been over here curled up on the armchair drowning in envy.
They're so cute at their age, that's the most amazing thing about mates, once your mated it is for life. And from what I've seen the bond between mates only gets stronger the longer the bond.
Light blue walls Fade Into dark brown wooden floors touching a huge egg white carpet in the center of the room. Light gray couches and armchairs with red, green, tan, pink, and blue accents all throughout the living room. A black brick fireplace that was most of the spotlight besides the really big curved as your glass that is used as an entertainment system currently playing fleet triple sky.
I wrap a half blue and green white striped throw around my arms and sink deep into the armchair. I'm so crazy I start to doze off. I startle awake slowly lifting my sleepy eyelids to the loud noise of a slamming door.
Blinking the sleep out of my eyes my mind registers that I'm on the armchair in the living room but I can't remember how I got here. Yawning while stretching my arms up I look down at the floor where a soft snoring sound is coming from, to see our big lazy gray lesine. A tier 4 beast that belongs to my Uncle Henry, across between a fox and bobcat. Dasher is a contracted beast, the first of my Uncle Henry's three contracted beast.
Petting his head memories of watching too many episodes of fleet tripple Sky flood my head. I groggily get up and head through the kitchen to the stairs leading to the basement where mine and Chloe's rooms are. On my 8th Christmas Uncle Henry and Aunt Amanda renovated the basement into two bedrooms, a bathroom and playroom at the time - now living room for me and chloe.
Walking down the stairs I step onto a comfy gray carpet to see the lights off except the two brass standing lamps on either side of the white couch. Two white armchairs face the purple coffee table a couple feet from a curved Edge glass sitting on the floor playing pop music really low.