Chapter: "Grayson's Ability can Break Through Barriers Magical, Mental, and Physical."
So many voices were speaking around him, none of which he was hearing with his ears. He opened his eyes and let them settle on Kitealla and Ten, their lips moving as if in deep conversation.
Grayson was suddenly filled with the fear he had gone deaf. He wanted to scream out to Ten but he was frozen, as if he had been struck by a stun ray. Ten paused turning toward Grayson, a curious expression overtaking her face.
"Kitealla, I think I can hear him." she whispered.
"I see," Kitealla paused thoughtfully, "he must be hearing the thoughts of the whole Three Kingdoms right now. See if you can get him to focus on us, the poor guy has stopped breathing."
Grayson, who hadn't heard a word of this exchange, was now trembling with tears brimming from the overwhelming voices along with his own thoughts and fears.
"Grayson." Ten's soft voice echoed through his mind, "Gray, you need to take a deep breath. Look at me." He locked eyes with Ten's, she had moved closer to him and now had a gentle but firm grip on his arm, "take a deep breath." she echoed again louder than the rest of the voices. Grayson felt his lungs heave, the first few intakes of air were followed by some painful gasps and coughs.
"Ten!" he almost shouted internally.
"Shh, it's okay. You are doing great, just keep breathing." Grayson did as he was told anchoring himself with the glow of Ten's eyes and the warmth of her reassuring smile.
Ten slowly turned to Kitealla, they were speaking again. He still couldn't hear, but this time he could pick up bits and pieces from Ten's thoughts.
"Shut the others.....focus..." Ten turned back to Grayson.
"We need you to try and only focus on our thoughts and voices. Then you'll be able to quiet and tune out the others."
"Why can't I hear?"
"That's what Kitealla was explaining to me. Basically your new mind reading 'ear' is overpowering your physical ones. You can still hear, we promise, sounds are just way quieter than what you are hearing inside your head right now. Just stay focused on me. Are things calming down?" Grayson nodded. The voices were now just barely above a loud whisper.
"Good. and you are moving and breathing evenly again." Ten encouraged.
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The SerumOrb
FantasyA magical Orb is created that grants its user abilities and near invincibility. (a work in progress for 12+ years; posting here for comments and criticisms even if its to complain about rediculously disorganized moments 💜)