Once our class was over, Harry took me off school grounds (it's legal at my school) and led me to an empty warehouse.
"You're got going to murder me in here right?" I asked half-jokingly. Harry shook his head. He told me to sit on the floor and he began.
"Ok, the power of the Faites is very complex. Some people only have one power, but most have two or three. I think I know what your powers are, but let's start with a simple test to find out," Harry started.
"Wait, before we start, can you show me your power?" I puppy-dog eyed him and stuck out my bottom lip for effect.
"Ok," he closed his eyes and I could tell he was focusing deep. Suddenly, three black marks on his neck began to glow. One glowed silver, another red, and the third one seemed to be purple. He then opened his eyes and a bright blast consumed him making me shield my eyes. Once the light had dimmed enough, I slowly opened my eyes. Harry stood, but not looking like he just did a minute ago. He wore a pair of high waisted long pants, with a deep purple shirt with small silver epaulets on the shoulders. On his chest were three pins. Long rectangular pins, the same colors as the lines that glowed on his neck. He also held a draw. silver sword in his right hand, and a red bow in his left.
"So as you see, when we activate our powers, we dress as if we were in the civil war. Our world is modern, with technology, but clothing is forbidden to be changed," he explained as I looked all over him. He was quite regal in his appearance.
"So what are your powers?"
"Well, I'm sure you saw the lines glow on my neck," he paused to wait for my response, in to which I nodded. "Those lines indicate how many powers you have. I have three. The glowing also shows what types of powers you have. Care to guess mine?"
"I'm going with swordsmanship, and marksmanship, but I don't know the third one," I guessed.
"Well you are correct with the first two. Our people are very uncoordinated with weapons, unless they get blessed with swordsmanship or marksmanship. I'm extra special since I'm both. These are the people that fight in the battle. Fight as in hand-to-hand combat. Many other Faites fight with their other powers," he grinned proudly at the 'extra special' part and I giggled.
"So then what's the third one?"
"See if you can find out," he paused and waited for a second, and within a few seconds I could feel him enter my head and began to sift through my thoughts. I didn't mind having him in my head, until he started to push harder, deeper into my subconscious. And it hurt. I then pushed on his ability, trying to get him out. I was going strong and I watched as his face tightened up trying to win. Finally, he pulled back and by then, both of us were panting.
"So you can read others minds huh?" I asked between breaths. He nodded and sat on the floor in front of me.
"I didn't know you were so strong. I figured you would probably be able to know that I was in your head. That's special but I'm not surprised because of your parents..." He trailed off and I sat up straighter. "Nope, not now. Let's just focus on finding your powers."
"One more thing Harry. You're wearing purple. I know from my art and fashion classes purple depicts royalty. Are you a prince?" He looked away, avoiding my prying eyes.
"Let's get to that lesson," he stood up and I inwardly knew he avoided the question. He told me to remain seated.
"Now this test is interesting. I am going to send you somewhere, and I won't be there to help. If you encounter someone or something and it tries to hurt you, it will hurt you. Your powers will kick because of instinct. Do your best, I will be watching," Harry came very close to me and bent down. I closed my eyes and I felt him kiss the end of my nose. I involuntarily smiled and opened my eyes. He was gone and I was sitting in a clearing of a forest. It was beautiful. The trees were tall, but not so tall to block out the sun. Oh wait, two suns, I realized. The clearing was completely surrounded by the forest and I felt small in comparison. I looked down and what I was sitting on. It seemed to be moss, but it wasn't green like it was in forests I had been in before, it was dark blue. I ran my hand over it, feeling it's dampness and concluded it was probably morning, since the suns would have dried it out more if it had been afternoon.
"Cathleen? Cathleen?" A male voice rang out to my right. It didn't sound like Harry, so I got up and ran to the opposite side of the clearing where I heard the voice. A man stepped out into the clearing. He had honey golden hair, and it blew around in the slight breeze. He was beautiful. Not handsome, beautiful. I sighed in spite of myself and he heard me. He began to walk toward me and I had a sudden urge to just run into his arms.
"Cathleen?" He seemed to say uncertainly and I walked out from behind the tree I had been hiding from.
"I am she. Who goes there?" I asked standing tall and with as much authority as I could muster.
"My lady, you have come at last. You must come with me," he reached out a hand.
"You didn't answer my question. Who are you?" I asked backing away.
"The man of your dreams, don't you remember? You dreamt of me as a child, and that's because we met. We did meet, Cathleen," he answered following me as I tried to back away. My back was against a tree and he was coming too close.
"Get away from me, I'm warning you," I tried to scare him but he just laughed.
"Oh you want me, I can tell. I'm a Sipher. No one can fight a Sipher. You just want to run into my arms and come with me," his voice was soothing but I wasn't falling for it.
"I said get away!" I yelled and a gust of wind flew from my body and knocked him across the clearing where he hit a tree. I could see he was bleeding orange and I watched as his body slowly disappeared. My heart was beating fast. Did I really just do that? I held out my hands and focused on them sending wind out of them. I gathered up leaves with the wind and sent the flying through the air. I let them go right above me and they rained down forming a perfect circle on the ground around me. I giggled at the sight. I felt a slight pain on one of my birthmarks on the back of my hand. It was glowing light blue. I had found one of my powers.