Free The Garden of Eden by L.L. Hunter

despised them. He wasn’t afraid of them. That’s why he rebelled against them.”
    “I bet he was secretly jealous.”
    “No, he despised them.” Abraham said as he sat behind his desk. He was definitely in denial. In a way, Lucifer’s story was not unlike my father’s story. I thought about him and his relationship with his younger brother, and realised I was yet to meet my uncle. I heard he was the good soul of the family, but a black sheep in my father’s eyes. When I get out of here, I will definitely track down my uncle.
    “Is it time for my training?” I asked, slumping in one of the old chairs. Wanting more than anything for the day to be over so I can continue on my search for Asher’s soul.
    “Yes.”
    “Where are we going today?”
    “Today, we are staying here.”
    I grinned. “Okay.”
    Abraham then stood up and walked around the desk to stand in front of me. “Stand.”
    “Okay.” I do as he says and stand, but he motions for me to move into the centre of the room.
    “What are we doing?”
    “Today I’m going to teach you how to control your power.”
    “Can it be done?”
    “Of course it can, like anything.”
    “So, what do I have to do?”
    “I want you to focus on your power like it is a thing you can see.”
    “As if it’s visible? Is that what you’re saying?”
    “Yes. That’s exactly what I am saying.”
    “Okay…”
    “When I first started, I was taught to envision my power as a ball of light or energy in my hand. So put your palm up and imagine you are holding your trait in your hand.”
    I followed his instructions and put my hand out, palm facing up. And then I imagined a little ball of light sitting in my cupped hand. As I focused on my hand, I could feel it tingle. Then my hand began to glow.
    “Very good.” I looked from my hand, up at Abraham’s face and back down at my hand again. Was I seeing things? Was my hand actually glowing?
    “It’s glowing.”
    “Yes, it is. Now focus harder.”
    This time I focused so hard my head began to pound and a bead of sweat began to trickle down the side of my face. But it was working. I began to see my trait as a physical object. The glow began as a small white-golden light emanating from my skin, kind of like an angel’s Glory. Then the light became purple. As I focused all my will on the light, it changed and formed into a ball of light the size of my palm. I never before imagined my trait like this, that it could be a physical thing. But here I was staring down at a ball of purple light in my hand. I decided to play around with it. I bounced the ball up and down and then decided to try something else. I pulled my hand back and over my shoulder. Then I flung the ball towards Abraham.
    I expected him to lose his temper as my father would, but he didn’t. Instead he just laughed.
    “You read my mind. I was going to tell you to do that next.”
    I was confused. “So did I pass the test?”
    “Yes. Yes, you did. That’s the end of the lesson for today. Keep practising.”
    “Wait, what’s the point of this? What were you trying to teach me?”
    Abraham sighed. “Your trait is the touch of death, right? By teaching you to harness your trait into physical energy, you will therefore know how to control it. Now, since you can’t try anything on me as I’m immune, but tomorrow I’m going to take you out to test the theory.”
    As Abraham left the room, I tried to wrap by head around what he had told me. If this were the physical representation of my trait, wouldn’t it be more potent? But he was the expert and I had to trust his knowledge. It was then I realised one thing: I was alone in the library.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Seventeen
     
    Eden
     
    I walked towards the hidden door in the library, keeping my thoughts neutral as not to catch Abraham’s attention, and reached for the Lucifer statue. Just as I was about to push it over, a voice made me jump.
    “Eden, wait.”
    “Geez, Asher. You know how