Chronicles of the Unknowns: Intervention

Chapter 6

Timothy had left me with a lot on my mind. So much so that my disagreement with Hunter seemed trivial. He'd shed some new light on our situation and it bothered me deeply.

The Supreme's spot was up for grabs and it felt like she'd left us in charge to protect everyone from the wrong person from getting their hands on it. Or was it just another way for her to control our world in her death? Was it really wrong to let another person be in charge? Were she and Giovanna all that different?

I didn't have a concrete answer, but I guessed when it came down to it, it depended on their motives. If someone was being genuine then I guessed that justified it...or was it ever okay to manipulate people's lives in the way that the Supreme had?

A small part of me hated Timothy for leaving my mind wrecked like this. I almost wished I was still fretting over Hunter. But in weird way this was better. This was less personal. Thinking about this didn't leave me open for heartbreak.

To clear my mind, I decided to go for a swim. I slipped out of the outer layer of my clothing and swan dived into the water below.

When I hit the water I felt my powers rise to the surface. I rocketed deeper into the depths of the ocean, going so far that the sunlight no longer broke through the many layers of water. It was pitch black and I couldn't see anything, but I was aware of everything. I knew how many feed the boat was above me. I knew how many different types of sea life surrounded me.

My hair floated around me like like a royal crown. I sensed the boat up above and used the surge I'd felt in my powers to speed it along. It was going at least triple to speed it had been compared to when I was still on board.

I didn't even have to kick my legs or paddle my arms to swim. All it took was the simple desire of wanting to stay on pace with the boat and my powers allowed me to do so. I shot through the water like a speeding bullet. Subconsciously I moved any creatures or debris out of my path.

While I was in the water, I lost track of time. My mind was clear and my abilities were stronger than ever. The ocean had always been where I was my strongest.

I wasn't sure how long it had been before I finally surfaced. When I reached the top, I sat down on the water. I closed my eyes as the ocean rocked back and forth with each tide. In the distance I get large waves rolling about. They were headed out direction.

A book of thunder sounded in the sky. I opened my eyes and looked up. The stars were periodically covered by the clouds floating about in the atmosphere. A storm was coming.

When the first wave hit, I didn't brother getting back into the boat. Mentally, I forced the water to remain calm around the boat, but the strength of the waves required me to use my hands to push them back. The force of the oncoming waves rocked me back a bit and I watched as the water hit an invisible wall. It crashed upward with a violent boom before falling back into the ocean.

I looked back over my shoulder in the direction of the boat. It seemed out of place as it rocked gently and safely in the middle of the storm.

My eyes travelled back up to the sky. I felt like right now all of my shortcomings were surfacing. I couldn't command the clouds to go away. I couldn't make the rain stop falling from the sky. I had no control over the lightning and thunder happening around us. The most I could do was essentially stop the water from landing so violently as it erupted from the clouds. I used my abilities to create a protective bubble around the boat. The storm basically was happening *around* it but not *on* it.

Being able to control the weather seemed like something that I should have been able to do, but the extent of my reach fell short. It was like a goal post that was so close that your fingertips just barely brushed against it but you could never quite grasp it. That's what this felt like. I wasn't sure how much further I could stretch my abilities or if it was something that was even attainable.