04-30-2013, 02:14 AM
"Your right. Fear too. I fear this power." Eden told Thane. That moment in her lif had been blocked out. She was still young compared to most of her superiors. Even a baby being in her early twenties. But for Eden not having lived more than a couple of decades, the even was long in the past. She moved on from it, fining good in the work she did not. Even if it did come with even more sacrifices. The agents on that mission, only one survived, and Eden took his spot in the agency. The Surviving Agent was now number three in the agency. Many were sure he had killed his own partner, but it was hard to tell. Eden felt the eyes of Thane on her the entire time. He was circling her. Watching her little movements while Eden disappeared into this little world of training her power.
Everything Thane said had made sence. She had watched him do it twice now herself. But actually finding the feeling to control the power was much harder than it looked. It was like learning the movements to walk all over again. She felt something foreign move threw her body, and Eden started to move with it with her mind. Predicting where the next place she would feel it was. Quickly she noticed a pattern, and Eden tried to change the flow. Having it move to the tips of her fingers. It worked, but the same dark line appeared just in front of Eden, pushing her back as it exploded. She stumbled, catching herself before standing back up and trying again. This time stopping it before it released. Holding it in a particular spot was painful though. Thane's next step was to expand it, then condense it. This part she found particularly harmful to her body. She worked from the center, holding it in a little ball withing her torso for a good minute before slowly expanding it to fill her body.
The process was very slow, and many times Eden overloaded during the process. She was very fearful, that was easy to tell. But each time she did overload, Eden began to try again. She did not master a particular step, but you might say she had improved by the end. She had been going at it for two hours straight, stopping only when she heard something pop, levitate and fall, or explode. She was not speaking very much because of the heavy concentration Eden was going threw.
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