Deception

There's Nothing Wrong With Being Hungry

Kirah pointed to a ruin on his shoulder and then another smaller one circling his wrist. 

"Lets start with the two most simplest and common ruins. Every sorcerer had got these two" 

He pointed to the one on his wrist. 

"We should do this one first, as its directly linked to our energy it'll be easier for you to create you're own. This ruin is the levitate ruin, allowing us to levitate objects and if our energy is strong enough, people" 

The ruin circled his wrist but unlike another ruin that was circling his wrist in a complete circle, straight black thick line around his wrist, the levitation ruin was swerving in different directions before it met in a complete circle, it almost looked like it was swaying and wriggling, like a snake or a worm. 

"Right and er, how do I get them exactly?" Stiles asked hesitantly. 

Ruins looked really cool but he'd been worried as soon as he knew he'd be able to get them, how exactly did sorcerous get them? They looked like tattoos and Stiles knew how they were made, he winced a little, thinking about it. 

Kirah gave him a patience smile as he said comfortingly "Don't worry, they don't hurt as much as you think but it is still quite a...intense process" 

"Thanks" Stiles said dryly. 

Kirah chuckled at that but he said reassuringly "All you need to do is concentrate. Think about you're energy, think about channeling it and especially why you want to channel it, what you want to use it for. What you want to use it for is very important so be careful, you don't want to give yourself a ruin you have no idea how to channel properly, they're especially painful" 

Stiles started to put his hands together but Kirah shook his head. 

"The point of this is you'll be channeling your energy through you're ruin, not your hands. Stand straight and concentrate" 

Concentrate. 

Right. 

Of course, he could do that? 

Why wouldn't he be able to do that? 

Stiles gritted his teeth together, trying to force his mind to calm down and his body. Easier said that done. 

He closed his eyes. 

"That helps, and so does breathing, make sure to control that" Kirah added confidently. 

Stiles listened to his breathing, making sure to breathe deeply in and out. As he did this he slowly focused on the feeling of his energy, pumping through his blood stream. 

Like always he could feel how fast it was going, like it was trying to win a race. 

Hyperactive. 

And he thought, he thought as hard as he could, he believed as hard as he could and he imagined. 

Levitate

He imagined things flying into the air or simply hovering upwards then he focused what he wanted and focused on his magic, trying to calmly but forcibly push his magic into his imagination. 

Channeling it into what he wanted. 

Then slowly a ruin came into his head. It looked similar to to Kirah's ruin but was more jagged around the edges. He wasn't sure where it had come from...no. 

That was a lie, he could practically see his magic streaming through it, pulling through the lines. Thats where it had come from, him and his magic. He could almost feel his energy whispering in his ear the word...levitation.