Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-44856665-20200116235037/@comment-47.200.194.236-20200117220942

Chapter one: pilot Jensi sighed. He sat at his desk in his house, AirSpeed. It was floating above some clouds as usual but it might move over some rain next week. He loved watching it fall. Jensi looked up. He heard shuffling. “Blur I got you!” Brek came down and appeared again. “Hey master channeler!” Jensi teased. Blur rolled his eyes. “Still haven’t manifested?” Jensi immediately full-on punched Blur in the face. “Don’t go there.” Blur immediately disappeared and Jensi could heat him walking away.

Jensi went back to focusing on his homework. Something about abilities blah blah blah. He wished so badly for one. But no one cared. Well, he had wanted the one that really fit him. But then she came. Maruca, with her long locks. Maruca with her blue streak. He just wanted to protect her. She was so... fragile. But then she manifested. Psionpath, seriously? She didn’t need a protector anymore and besides she was to busy with the Black Swan these days.

He got up from his chair headed for the track. He needed to run it off. As he was pacing, he thought about how his grandfather Henry had once figured out how to preserve telekinesis inside their house, permanently locking it above the ground. In the sky, where everyone and everything was free. He was free. Free from school, free from the Drooly boys, free from pressure to manifest. He could practice telekinesis all he wanted here. Forever. Infinite.

“Jensi time for dinner!” His mother, Glyn called out to him after a few hours. “Coming Mom!” He tan to the kitchen to meet Glyn, Blur, and his father, Hugh, at the table. Glyn smiled at Blur across the room. “So how’s it going?” Blur glanced up. “You mean...” His voice dropped an octave. “With the Black Swan?” His miner actually laughed. “Yes what else could I mean? Oh and I was thinking, soon when Jensi manifests, you could do his thingy?” Blur rolled his eyes. “One, at this point do you really think he’s going to and two, what do you mean, that thingy? He gets his pendant and pledges all by himself.” Glyn glanced down. “Oh.” Jensi set his utensils down and stormed out of the room. He wished that AlexJean was here. She always knew what to say. She was “villain” though. So yeah. Her flashy blonde hair would curl with its glittery sparkle and she would perform a cool Flasher trick, just for him. But she left for the Neverseen a long time ago. The only person she told was him. Her exact words were, “I’ll find friends, and I’m sure the Neverseen don’t break their promises.” All she took was a tiny cat statue. He loved that statue. But it was gone. And so was she.