Ian's POV~
I had just come home from Donovan's house, which was only 30 minutes away driving. As I walked in I was immediately greeted with barks. "Hey boys!" I said greeting my two dogs. Walking to the back door I say, "Come on let's play." As I opened the back door, stepping out onto the porch.
During the weekend Ethan and I went to the storage unit my family has and grabbed all of the pet stuff. That included beds, toys, brushes, bowls, and leashes. Walking over to a large bin, I open it up and take out a tennis ball and a ball launcher.
"You guys ready?" I say to them as I put the ball into the launcher. "Go!" I swing my arm back and then swing it forward. The ball going into the woods that are behind my house. Pluto and Spero happily go running after it. Barking and running into each other on purpose.
We play fetch for about an hour when they both have gotten too tired to run anymore. I put their toy away and headed inside. As I open the door, Pluto and Spero quickly walk to the kitchen. Where their water bowls are located. They then come back to me, their tongues sticking out and panting. I look towards the clock on the wall and see that it's now seven o'clock.
Walking to the stairs I can softly here my dogs trailing behind me. As I enter my room I grabbed my towel and head to the bathroom that's connected to my room. Stripping off my clothes I turn the shower on and set my glasses on the counter. Stepping into the shower the warm water burns my skin, making it turn slightly red. I quietly moan, loving the way the warm water hits my skin.
After washing and rinsing myself. I wrap a towel around myself and step back into my room. There I find my dogs on their beds laying spread out. When they hear me come in they look up at me and then go back to there previous position. I chuckle to my self as I make my way to my drawers, to picking out some clothes.
I pick out a large blue shirt that says "keep calm and eat cookies" with the head of the Cookie Monster under the words and a pair of black shorts. "Come, boys," I say as I head out of my room. Heading downstairs and all the way to the other side of my large house.
I come up to a thick, heavy oak door. Opening the door, I walk into a large room. The room almost as big as a courtyard. Walking in you wouldn't see anything. The walls are all uncovered. Nothing on them. Not even a picture frame. There is no furniture in here, not even a chair. The floor is made out of bits of different colored ceramic tiles. With different colors of blue, red, yellow, brown, black, grey, and white. The room is almost two stories tall. Windows cover the entire wall opposite from the entry. Lighting up the room with the last bit of natural light coming from outside.
Walking in I go to the middle of the room. Where the tiles make a big circle in the middle. Standing in the middle of the circle, I bring my hands up in front of me. Cupping my hand I create a ball of light into my hands. The light made the room instantly brighter. Bringing it closer to my face I whisper, "Apparent."
Using both hands I throw the ball up into the air.
The ball shined all over. As it got to the top the ball came back down. But instead of coming straight down, It started circling the room. As it passed the walls objects started appearing on the walls. Platforms hung up above. Pillars appeared from the floor. Holding bowls with oil in them. The light then touched the ground. Spreading itself around like sparkly dust. The random pieces of colored tiles come together around me. Making different shapes and figures come together.
Blue tiles make a figure of a wave of water. Crashing into the side. The symbol for water.
Next, the reds came together to make a figure of a flame of fire. The symbol for fire.
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