Free Dark Revelation by S.E. Myers

course through her hands.  Her heart started to race.  “Just breathe,” Tristan said.  “I’m going to show you what you are capable of.”  Ryleigh remembered the incident with Cyrus and started to get nervous.  Light began to almost seep from Tristan’s skin carving deep runic symbols; curling into purple waves of flame.  As the fire spread from his arms to encase his body, it began to move from his hands to hers.  Ryleigh felt a heat rising from the center of her chest.  It continued to spread outward to her limbs.  Ryleigh thought she could almost hear a humming, like rhythmic music, pulsing in time with the flames that rose from his body. The flame continued to creep over her hands and coated coat her in a purple haze. 
                Where the flames touched, Ryleigh felt only a gentle breeze moving along her skin.  The warmth she felt from inside her own body rippled outwardly into white light.  Tristan’s flames began to back down as her skin started to glow.  It was surreal, Ryleigh thought to herself.  She knew that this energy was of her own creation.  She could feel the energy talking to her, almost singing to her inside of her mind with soft melodic tinkles.  Tristan looked her dead in the eyes as she began to wonder if she could spread the light over Tristan as he had done to her.  She looked down at her skin and willed it to move forward.  She gasped aloud as she saw it shimmer and push toward his hands.  She could feel a little resistance, inside, as if a barrier prevented her from moving it any further. 
                She pushed a little more but this time flames pushed her back.  Ryleigh began to feel irritated.  She was usually pretty good about getting things right the first time and wanted to push harder.  “MOVE ,” she thought to herself and could feel the resistance push and pull between her and Tristan.  Looking up at Tristan she noticed the confusion on his face.  His eyes then glinted deviously and he pushed his flames back toward her… for the last time. As he pushed back, she pushed forward and the collision of their energy blew them both back with a force landing them in the dirt behind them.
                The dust settled and Ryleigh picked herself up from the ground.  She looked across at Tristan who was doing the same, “What the hell was that?”
                Tristan brushed himself off and offered to help Ryleigh up.  Extending his hand he replied, “We have abilities.  I was seeing what you could do with yours, and what you can do…  I’ve never seen before.”
                “What do you mean abilities,” she asked half laughing to herself. 
                “We have the ability to channel our energy.  That is about as much as I can tell you.  You need to ask your aunt the rest.  And,” he continued looking at his watch, “We need to get back.”
                Tristan wondered if he should have told Ryleigh instead of leaving it to her aunt.  He wanted to know what her aunt would say.  He wanted to know if he could find out any more information about his parents.  He wanted to know if Vera was someone they could trust.    
               
               
     

10
    Family history in the making
                “Where were you today” was how the night started.  Apparently Aunt Vera had been keeping tabs on Ryleigh.  Tabs she was quite unaware of… until now. 
    “I was at school,” Ryleigh answered, praying she could dismiss an automated call with Tristan’s excuse.
    “I would rethink your answer.  I know you left school today with Tristan.  Where did you go?”  Aunt Vera pursued. 
    “Why don’t you tell me the truth and I’ll tell you the truth,” Ryleigh challenged.  She hadn’t expected the answer Vera gave her and felt her privacy violated.  She was seventeen, why did she need to be watched like a toddler.
    “What I am