Serena's POV: 

Early in the morning, Edward asked Mrs.Brown to knock on my door and urge me to go to the training grounds outside the Maple House.Apparently, I was already late to the first day of my training.

"So, it seems that you aren't as diligent as I remembered, Serena,"

Edward said, with an expression that was mixed with disappointment and taunting.

What Peter and I did last night completely knocked me out.

Even though Edward was a year older than me, I could tell from the way he reacted that he didn't have a girlfriend.

"Don't worry.I promise I'll go to bed early tonight and get up early tomorrow.By the way, where is Uncle Phillip? I thought he was the one training me?"

"Phillip is not the only one who can teach you.If you must know, my skills make me more than qualified to be your teacher as well.Anyway, quit stalling.Let's start your training.Before we formally begin, we need to warm up and see what you can already do.First, let's see how your fighting skills have developed over time.I want to know if you've gotten better or worse from the last time we trained together."

When Edward and I were younger, Uncle Phillip would personally train the two of us, often pitting us against each other in a friendly competition.

In the training grounds, there were some items laid out on a table.

Some sticks, a few knives, and a single pan.

"You see those items from afar? Our first task is to control any of those from here."

With a wave of his hand, Edward had made the pan float up and suspended it in the air.

That left me with the knives and sticks.

Thinking that it would be dangerous if I lost control of the knives, I aimed at the wooden sticks.

I followed the motion that Edward made with his hand and did the same with mine.

The stick slightly trembled in its place, but it refused to move upward as I hoped it would.

Frustrated, I took a deep breath and tried again, focusing my energy onto my powers.

Slowly, the stick rose off of the table.

I marveled as it flew higher up, but once I lost my focus, it had fallen back down.

Just when it was about to hit the ground, it froze midair.

The stick hovered upward and landed itself back on the table, beside the pan.

I turned to Edward and saw that he was the one who was putting the stick back.

"I see what you're struggling with. You are strong, but you still don't know how to control that strength of yours."

I nodded, frowning in agreement.

Once again, I tried to control the stick, this time to pull it towards me.

All of a sudden, the stick swooped in my direction.

It was flying too fast, which meant that I had to avoid it if I didn't want to get skewered.

My instincts urged me to teleport somewhere else, but the stick followed me wherever I popped up, as if it was magnetized to me.

Teleporting multiple times was starting to exhaust me, decreasing my agility to evade the flying stick.

This time, I was too tired to teleport, but the stick was still zooming towards me.

my arms in one hopeless act of defense when suddenly a hand caught

to see Peter's hand in front

been watching me train and I didn't

told me that he just could not leave me

up on my lips and I chuckled to

really want your training to be productive, then you must simulate an actual fighting situation." Peter dropped the stick

getting there.Serena, you take the knife.I'll

levitated from the table and tilted as if it was being held like a

Edward was ready.

your full power, Serena.In case you lose control, I will be here

Phillip's voice echoed throughout the training

turned around and saw him

I nodded at Uncle

careful, Edward." I willed the knife on the

of my wrist, the knife went flying straight

had also sent his pan in

had collided into each other, the impact causing my knife to spear itself

imagine the knife as an extension of your own body.It's the same as telling your arm or hand what to do.That way, you'll be able to move it with ease and not make it fly

take my knife out of the tree when I heard

and grabbed my hands, demonstrating how to

a unique

had flashback to the hot summers when I would keep wrapping my arms around

My cheeks unconsciously blushed.

power from a place of balance, or else

wind blew on my ears, but I soon realized it was Edward's

if I didn't say it felt

always told myself that I would marry Edward when we grew

see Edward's structured face

danced on his lids

I felt my heart

followed his instructions as best as

I was able to pull the knife out of the trunk just like I had wanted it

knife glided smoothly on the air

wave, the knife gently landed

whole

cough was suddenly

It was Peter.

I knew from his eyes that he

still on mine, I

Edward? Can you teach me

to show it, Patricia's face was as

be less likely you could do it, though, being

would hold me in his arms like that...It would be worth it even if I didn't learn a single thing.’’ I stifled a laugh and rolled

as we had gotten close, Peter instantly pulled me to his side, glaring

helping me control my powers.Don't be so jealous,

whispered in

worked up

Edward was here, it was Peter's

your attack looks like.Make me

"Alright, I'll try."

notes in mind, I focused my energy on

better and seamless

what it meant when he said to make the weapon

if it was an extra arm and deflected the pan that was about to

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