The Werewolf Whisperer

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this thing would lift up.  I shot my eyes at the crowd.  Then, as if the hand of God himself picked up the boulder.  It rose off the ground and catapulted 20 yards in the air and crashed into the crowd.”
    Lena looked at me with absolute amazement.  “I have never heard of that.  That’s telekinesis.  That is unprecedented. No Mani has ever been able to do that.  At least it hasn’t been documented.”
    “That wasn’t the only thing.  Every time I jumped.  I would float.”
    “Float?”
    “Yeah, float like a helium balloon.”
    “Not fly, but float.” Lena was even more bewildered.
    “No, I flew too, but at first, I floated.  I floated a few times until I realized my body was trying to fly.”
    “Josiah, do you understand what this means?”
    “No, not really.”
    “I think the Triat has given you all the Mani gifts and more.”
    “What are the gifts?” I asked.
    “Most Mani are given one.  It is up to them to find out what it is.”
    “Just one?”
    “Some Mani’s only gift is transitioning. But transitioning is what makes Mani who we are, so it’s not really a gift.”
    “I have never heard of a Mani flying in their Mani form, nor to being able to move things with their mind.”
    “Never?” I asked.
    “I have only been in the know for a couple of years. There are a lot of legends and rumors.”
    I walked back into the living room and sat in the big chair.  Lena looked at me and grinned at the satisfied look I had as I eased into the chair. “Men and their chairs.”  I closed my eyes and enjoyed the comfort of the chair. 
    Lena smiled. “Did you try to do what I told you to do when you went to bed last night?”
    “Which was what?” I asked.
    “Did you listen? Did you open yourself up to all of this?”
    I smiled at Lena. “Actually I did.”
    “You did?”
    “Yep, I did.  And you know what?  I think I had my first vision.”
    “Really?” Lena was surprised.
    “Uh huh.”
    “Anything you like to share?”
    I wasn’t ready to share my vision.  I wasn’t even sure if I was supposed to.  “I will at another time.”
    “When you’re ready; I’ll be here.”
    “I’m counting on it.”
    “Well, you do know don’t you, the rest of us have had visions since that infamous night.”
    “Everyone has?” I asked.
    “Everyone has. Even Hector.”
    “Well, what are they?”
    Lena retracted in her body language.
    “Is it bad?”  I was now concerned.
    “It’s not bad.  I mean it could be if we don’t succeed.”
    “Succeed?”
    “You didn’t think this was going to end the night you turned into a vampire. That’s when all of this began. Josiah, when you’re ready to share your vision, we will all share ours with you.  Otherwise, I’m afraid we will overwhelm you.”
    It’s amazing how well Lena already knew me. “Okay,” I said.  She was right.  I wasn’t ready for her to dump a bunch of visions on me.
    “So what are you going to do right now?”
    “I need to get some fresh air. I was thinking about going for a light jog.”
    “Don’t go to any more frat parties.”
    “Oh I won’t.” I got up from the chair and walked down the hallway into my bedroom.  I went into my closet and pulled out my running shoes. I sat on my bed and took off my jeans. I decided to jump in the shower first.  I removed the rest of my clothes.  I stood in my bedroom looking at my naked body in the mirror.  I stared at my skin.  It was so pale.  I use to be pinkish tan, and now I look like someone had covered me in baby powder.  I grabbed a towel from my laundry basket and wrapped it around my body.  I stepped out of my room and walked down the hallway to the bathroom.  Lena was in there              .
    “Excuse me,” I said. “I’m going to take a shower.  Lena was embarrassed that I was standing there in just a towel.
    “Oh, I ‘m sorry, I was just freshening up.  Lena walked by me and I could feel her eyes scanning my body from head to toe. 

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