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.

one hopeless act of defense when suddenly

Peter's hand in front

this time, Peter had been watching

he just could not leave

crept up on my lips and I chuckled

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

getting there.Serena, you take the

tilted as if it was being held like

Edward was ready.

case you lose control, I will be

Phillip's voice echoed throughout the

turned around and saw him with the

nodded at

the knife on

the knife went flying

sent his pan

other, the impact causing my knife to spear itself into

is to imagine the knife as an extension of your own body.It's the same as telling your arm or hand what to

knife out of the

me and grabbed my hands, demonstrating

with mine, I felt a unique coldness run through my

wrapping my

My cheeks unconsciously blushed.

the knife.Make sure that you draw your power from a place

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

I didn't say it felt

myself that I would marry Edward

Edward's

danced on his lids with every

I felt my

I took another deep breath and followed his instructions as best as

pull the knife

smoothly on the air under

last graceful wave, the knife gently landed on the table, back in its original

this whole scene felt

suddenly

It was Peter.

from his eyes that he

Edward's hands were still on mine, I pulled

me that, too? Maybe I can

was trying her best not to show it, Patricia's face was as red

be less likely you could do it, though,

be worth it even if I didn't learn a

close, Peter instantly pulled me to his side, glaring at

control my powers.Don't

playfully whispered

was fun to see Peter get all worked up like this.I

was Peter's turn to

see how your attack looks like.Make me

"Alright, I'll try."

I focused my energy on moving the

better and

said

an extra arm and deflected

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255