Think Three Times

The wind elementist who hates wind

The woman began explaining.
"Magic is real,"
Oh great, they had been kidnapped by mentally unstable people.
"Specifically elemental magic. Certain people, elementists, have control over an element. Eric is an elementist, and the rest of you are being given a job while Eric is trained. If you try to escape, you will all be killed. If you succeed at escaping, you will come back to find your family dead, then be killed. I recommend just taking the job."
The van stopped and they were untied. People lead his family in at gunpoint, but the woman grabbed Eric's arm and lead him inside the building slightly nicer. It was a huge, cylinder shaped building that was at least sixty feet tall, with a domed ceiling and people everywhere. The woman began talking.
"Now we are going to see which element you have power over. First we will see if you're a wind elementist."
She lead/dragged him to a door with the swirly wind symbol on it. Still shocked that he they had been kidnapped, Eric allowed himself to be steered around, deciding to think later. When they walked through, Eric was surprised to see they were outside. They stood in a fenced in area, and in the center stood two teenagers, hands facing each other, and you could literally see wind gushing from there hands and meeting in between them.
"Ehem," said the woman.
"Just let us finish this game of push-a-war." Said one. Eric watched with fascination as the place where the two streams of air met wobbled between the two. Eventually it began to get closer to one and didn't go back. It steadily move forwards until it hit the other person, who went flying backwards, but somehow flipped around and landed on his feet they turned to face Eric and the woman.
"Where is Will?" Asked the woman.
"Where does Will go when he isn't required to be training?"
Apparently that was a good answer, because the woman thanked them, turned around, and walked to another door. This one had a fire symbol on it.
They entered a room made entirely out of bricks, including floor and ceiling. There was even a brick chair in the corner. But the most fascinating part was the people. They were also apparently playing "push-a-war", but with fire instead of wind. Sitting against the wall by the door was a boy who looked about 12 years old. He was watching, entranced, and cheering wildly. The woman tapped him on the shoulder.
"Will, we need you in the wind training area."
The boy looked up.
"Why? Just to test another random kid who will probably just be a fire elementist because everyone but me gets the element of their dreams? I'd rather stay."
The woman glared at him, and he stood and walked out of the room with them. They went back to the outside fenced in area and the woman told Eric where to stand. At that point, Eric was just observing his surroundings and doing as told.
Will stood opposite of him. For a second, Eric wondered if they were going to tell him to play "push-a-war"
Then, Will sent a strong gust of wind at him. Eric went flying backwards, but then something odd happened. Wind strong enough to lift Eric off the ground stopped his backwards flight, then wind going up gently lowered him to the ground on his feet.
Everyone looked surprised.
"Looks like I have a short day today!" Said the woman, the she just walked away. The wind elementists looked at Will, who sighed.
"Fine." he said, apparently obeying an unspoken command.
Strong wind blew beneath Eric, and soon he was flying. But it wasn't the same feeling as when he had technically flown himself. This time he wasn't in control, Will was, and it was scary. Will also flew, and soon they were zooming up. The two landed on the arch of the dome ceiling.
"Welcome to prison. How much of the system here have you worked out yet?" Will asked the question with such a lack of interest that it took Eric a minute to realize it had even been a question at all.
"You have control over an element, and apparently so do I." Said Eric, and only after hearing himself say that did the ridiculousness of the situation fully hit him.
"Actually, no, that can't be true. Magic doesn't exist! I must be dreaming, or, or, or something. An, and, and the quickest why to wake up from a dream is to die in the dream! So, I'll, I'll, I'll jump off this building! That'll wake me up!"
So Eric stood up and walked to the edge of the of the top of the arch he couldn't walk down the arch with out falling, so he sat down and prepared to slide down the dome and fall sixty feet. But he hesitated before he allowed himself to slide. It wasn't like committing suicide in a dream, because a small part of him didn't know if he was awake.
This is silly, he thought, afraid to jump in a dream.
And he mentally repeated that phrase until he believed it. He could fall without the slightest fear or doubt. But something stopped him. He had expected, even in a dream, Will to try and stop him. But the older boy just watched Eric get ready to fall, with a slightly amused look in his eye. His amusement infuriated Eric, who, without another thought, let himself slide. when he reached the end of the dome and started falling, he was surprised to see Will fall into parallel besides him.
Objects fall at the same speed, how did he jump after me and catch up to me?
DUN DUN DUN
WILL CAN FALL FASTER THAN ERIC?!?!
HOW?
WHY?
WHAT?

Haha made ya think the chapter was over. ;P

As Eric fell, he realized the wind was blowing up wards and slowing them down, but another wind pushed Eric down faster. The two winds fought, until Eric hit the pavement, but not at full speed. Despite the slow down, pure agony shot through his legs as he hit the ground. Everything became a blur. His vision flickered, but he remained conscience. He registered the pain in his legs, but it wasn't like pain, it was like heat. His legs were just to warm. Nothing made sense around him. Strangely enough, he didn't hear anything. His thought process slowed into baby talk words, but to him it sounded like someone else talking genius.
Da no uppy! Meow meow whaaaa..! Blankie!!
When he was able to think and see correctly again, he noticed two people above him. Will stood there, apparently not injured, and some girl who looked about a year older than Will.
"Is he conscience?" the girl asked Will.
"Are you conscience?" Will asked Eric.
"No." said Eric.
"No." Will Redundantly relayed.
"Hi, my name Ellie," said the girl, "and I'm the reason your legs don't hurt that bad anymore."
That was a lie, his legs hurt horribly, but Eric realized they were a lot better. He looked down at them and was startled.

DUN DUN DUN
Ok, this time the chapter really is over. Anyways, a very less short chapter!
Yay! This one might even be slightly on the long side. Anyways, cliffhanger! What's wrong with Eric's legs? What happened? Why didn't Will save him? What does "Da no uppy! Meow meow whaaaa..! Blankie!" Even mean?
DUN DUN DUN.