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what kind of channeler you are and how powerful you are,” Aunt Sylvia said.
“What kind?”
She recalled the book saying something about two kinds of channelers, but she hadn’t got to a part where it said what that meant.
The hard look Eren gave her must have been too much because her aunt looked down at her hot chocolate. Grandfather met her gaze and held it though. The gentleness was gone from his eyes and he suddenly looked all business.
“The more powerful channelers can hurt or heal people with their energy. You may be able to push or move things or people, how hard depends on how powerful you are. Rector channelers can even command and use the energy of other channelers and creatures. We are strongest during the full moon because it and all the celestial bodies affect our power just as they affect the Earth,” Zolin explained.
“Dad, not too much at once,” Sylvia protested.
Eren was stuck on the first part of what he’d said. “Hurt and heal people?” she asked.
Aunt Sylvia shook her head. “Not both, dear, one or the other. We are either warriors or healers. Which one will reveal itself when you let the energy out,” she said.
Eren’s eyes dropped to her hot chocolate. She swirled the melted marshmallow around with her finger. “Am I even human?” she whispered.
Aunt Sylvia’s hand gripped her arm tight. “Of course. We are just tapped into the Earth’s energy and are in tune with it more than most. If anything that makes us more human, not less,” she said.
Eren wanted to be comforted by that but she wasn’t. She looked up at her aunt. Part of her wished her parents had told her the truth a long time ago. Another part of her understood why they hadn’t and was grateful that she had the chance to feel normal at least for a little while.
Sylvia must have read the look on her face because she shook her head and said, “no honey, there are no silly questions. Please don’t feel bad for asking.”
“Don’t worry. You will be able to control it completely some day,” her grandfather said.
Finally, something encouraging. That made it sound a bit less like she was going to be a freak who couldn’t even function. In fact, that almost made it sound kind of cool. Except that the moon was bound to be full soon and he had said their power was the strongest then. She had to learn to control it, fast.
“How do I control it?” she asked so fast she almost tripped over the words.
“You’ve already started to learn. Mundane thoughts help,” Sylvia said.
“Yes, I heard you did a remarkable job, better even than some who’ve had months to work on it,” her grandfather said with a raise of one eyebrow.
Maybe there was hope that she could remain normal a bit longer. Or at least, pretend she was. She’d lost so much. Did she really have to lose that too? As Aiden had said, ‘you can’t really lose something you never had’. Sure, he’d been talking about something else, but it still applied.
“If we’re human then can anyone be a channeler?” she asked.
Aunt Sylvia and her grandfather exchanged an amused look. So much for no silly questions. They probably thought she was just a naïve girl who had seen one too many movies.
“Yes and no. The potential is there but their minds have been closed off for so long the possibility is almost non-existent for them. Our family has been channelers for as far back as anyone can remember. We nurture the power and learn to control it. We’ve never forgotten and shut it off like most people have,” Zolin explained.
That was so not comforting. She wanted to shut it off and forget.
“You said some of us are warriors. Do we kill people?” She practically had to choke out the word ‘kill’.
Just thinking about it raised such an intense fear within her that she felt dizzy again. Since the dizziness was usually followed by the weird vibrating feeling that had something to do with the energy, she fought to control her fear. Was it
“What kind?”
She recalled the book saying something about two kinds of channelers, but she hadn’t got to a part where it said what that meant.
The hard look Eren gave her must have been too much because her aunt looked down at her hot chocolate. Grandfather met her gaze and held it though. The gentleness was gone from his eyes and he suddenly looked all business.
“The more powerful channelers can hurt or heal people with their energy. You may be able to push or move things or people, how hard depends on how powerful you are. Rector channelers can even command and use the energy of other channelers and creatures. We are strongest during the full moon because it and all the celestial bodies affect our power just as they affect the Earth,” Zolin explained.
“Dad, not too much at once,” Sylvia protested.
Eren was stuck on the first part of what he’d said. “Hurt and heal people?” she asked.
Aunt Sylvia shook her head. “Not both, dear, one or the other. We are either warriors or healers. Which one will reveal itself when you let the energy out,” she said.
Eren’s eyes dropped to her hot chocolate. She swirled the melted marshmallow around with her finger. “Am I even human?” she whispered.
Aunt Sylvia’s hand gripped her arm tight. “Of course. We are just tapped into the Earth’s energy and are in tune with it more than most. If anything that makes us more human, not less,” she said.
Eren wanted to be comforted by that but she wasn’t. She looked up at her aunt. Part of her wished her parents had told her the truth a long time ago. Another part of her understood why they hadn’t and was grateful that she had the chance to feel normal at least for a little while.
Sylvia must have read the look on her face because she shook her head and said, “no honey, there are no silly questions. Please don’t feel bad for asking.”
“Don’t worry. You will be able to control it completely some day,” her grandfather said.
Finally, something encouraging. That made it sound a bit less like she was going to be a freak who couldn’t even function. In fact, that almost made it sound kind of cool. Except that the moon was bound to be full soon and he had said their power was the strongest then. She had to learn to control it, fast.
“How do I control it?” she asked so fast she almost tripped over the words.
“You’ve already started to learn. Mundane thoughts help,” Sylvia said.
“Yes, I heard you did a remarkable job, better even than some who’ve had months to work on it,” her grandfather said with a raise of one eyebrow.
Maybe there was hope that she could remain normal a bit longer. Or at least, pretend she was. She’d lost so much. Did she really have to lose that too? As Aiden had said, ‘you can’t really lose something you never had’. Sure, he’d been talking about something else, but it still applied.
“If we’re human then can anyone be a channeler?” she asked.
Aunt Sylvia and her grandfather exchanged an amused look. So much for no silly questions. They probably thought she was just a naïve girl who had seen one too many movies.
“Yes and no. The potential is there but their minds have been closed off for so long the possibility is almost non-existent for them. Our family has been channelers for as far back as anyone can remember. We nurture the power and learn to control it. We’ve never forgotten and shut it off like most people have,” Zolin explained.
That was so not comforting. She wanted to shut it off and forget.
“You said some of us are warriors. Do we kill people?” She practically had to choke out the word ‘kill’.
Just thinking about it raised such an intense fear within her that she felt dizzy again. Since the dizziness was usually followed by the weird vibrating feeling that had something to do with the energy, she fought to control her fear. Was it
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