My Super Depressing Story About How I Became The First One

Chapter Twenty-Two

True to his word, Cain was back within the half hour. He made the executive decision of doing our training in the bush, surrounded by nature and tranquility. He argued the point that we are both elements of nature, it was where we are most connected with our energy.

Evelyn had explained to me about witches being tied to the elements. The earth was meant to be their being. The energy of their power, so legend says. But she said that it was mostly myth. People just trying to find the mystery source of witches' power. They sometimes channeled the elementals but it was the inner power that determined how powerful they were. It was unexplained, so like most things, the church put it down to being an act of the Devil, and against their god. Burning was the only way to rid of them.

Power has no right or wrong. It's just a mutual energy. It depends on how the witch chooses to use it. No Satan nor God involved.

We sat in a small clearing. The grass already damp with dew from the fast approaching night. The fresh clean smell of trees and new roots filled the air like a delicate perfume. I looked up at the first dusting of stars. The first ones were always the brightest.

I sat crossed legged, opposite Cain, who, with his long muscled legs, made the pose look graceful and fluid. He wore only his jeans. The dark green top sat crumpled next to him. His muscles rippled under his skin with every movement.

I noticed a tattoo on his under arm. I hadn't seen it before, which was surprising, seeing as I have seen him topless before. Maybe I was a little more distracted with the fact that I had just blown up. Yea, that was it.

It wasn't a very small tattoo. But I couldn't quite make out what it was in the poor lighting and the way his arm was angled.

"Ok this is how we do this. I will hold your hands and push myself into your mind. At first it won't hurt but the deeper I go the worst it will get. You need to imagine something blocking me. A wall. A protector. Whatever you choose, but it has to be able to stop me or I could seriously hurt you. I won't of course but if I was Malicai, I would. It would be like rape, like a serious violation of the mind and there is no going back from that," he said, his eyes so serious.

I took in a deep breath. "Ok," I said, feeling a little nervous. He grabbed my hands in his. They were big enough to almost completely hide mine.

"Ready?" he asked looking my in the eyes. I nodded, not losing eye the contact. "Close your eyes," he whispered. I looked at him for a moment before closing my eyes.

I felt a push against my mind. It felt like the beginnings of a headache, behind my eyes. He pushed through the first layer of my mind, reading my most recent memories and feelings. It was warm and welcoming, like a fluffy puppy. I wanted to invite him in completely, for him to know my deepest darkest secrets and intimate memories. He pushed through another layer and I let him. He watched me meet Malicai, he felt my feelings of fear and then the sadness from another memory.

We approached the memory of crash and Frost's tears. I felt him hesitate before pushing further in. But I could feel myself resisting now. The fluffy puppy had now grown into a tawny wolf. It felt big in my mind, pushing at my walls, forcing through closed doors. I whimpered. I no longer wanted this big bad wolf knowing private things about me. Using it against me.

I desperately tried to push the snarling wolf back, but he didn't move. He wasn't scared of me, he was already this far in, so why stop now? He pushed me aside like I was nothing and continued to enter further into my mind. The gradual headache exploded in a wave of excruciating pain as the wolf pushed. I screamed, feeling my inner energy begin to fill my mind.

I focused it towards the wolf, who still pushed at my mind. The pain amplified and my energy grew. It was like an automatic defense. The more pain the wolf caused, the more my energy grew. He turned his big shaggy head towards me as I pushed at him with the full weight of my energy. I felt it hit him throwing him back through my mind layer by layer. I felt the wolf pull at me. I followed him, watching him cower away.