.::. Underworld .::. by belbo

Leland.::. he was amazed and what she did with the light. he clapped "bravo," he said smiling. he got up and stood by her "how did you do that? like light cant be touched but you did that? well its sort of a silly question because fire cant be held but, how can you move stuff with light?" he asked in wonder.
 
Flower looked at her hand. "I really don't know...how come shadow can pick up stuff when welded by older...I guess my light is specal." she said and stayed sitting. "It does glow a Goldish color you know." she said making some in her hand and letting it stay there.
 
Leland.::. he held her hand, focusing on the light"hmm, interesting.." he said as he lightly tried to touch the light but failed. "my fire comes from my breathe, not muscle. if i breathe calmly then i can control it, but if im freaking out and my breathe is short and messy then it goes out of control. at least thats what i know from what my dad told me. only he knew about the power. he said my mom wouldnt understand..." he said still admiring the light, holding her hand lightly and carefully
 
Flower smiled. "I think I can help you with that." she said and then made the light go into his hand. It was slightly warm but she dimmed it a bit. "Of course like the sun to much of my light will burn you." she said and then looked at him. "But it took me many years to control it like I do now. Of course both of my parents had powers...my dad had a beast form...my mom controlled fire." she said and then made the light dance like a flickering fire. "I can take light from fire which makes it go out. So if you do get out of control I should be fairly safe. I've burned myself enough to withstand it anyways."
 
Leland.::. "wow you know alot... i barely know enough about my own power. but your mom was alot like me, she has almost the same power as me..." he said as he looked at his hand "Ive tried to get fire from my mouth to my hands.." he said showing Flower the burns and scars on his hands "It has... failed so far"
 
Flower looked at his hands and then nodded and let her light dissipate. She sighed a bit and got up. "I see." she said and then looked outside.
 
Leland: he chuckled "it never hurts when i burn myself though, i dont know why though..." he said staring at his hands
 
Flower nodded and looked at his hands. "I wouldn't know about that..." She said and then smiled slightly. "However you do seem to like hands." She said reffering to when he had kissed hers. She thought it odd and very strange.
 
Leland.::. "I dont know why, to me when i was little, they were little spider legs. But that was when i was younger..." he said trailing off of his thoughts. he remebered when she was little and he was tooken away from his parents after the killed them. The man who took him wasnt human. he was magic. he cursed him that he could never be happy. He took away half of his powers. He cursed him that he would onyl fire breathe. Then he knocked him out. Leland when he was 12 he found himself in the middle off a street. a car was coming. his leg was broken so he couldnt move. the car had ran him over. but he was fine. He thought was there a sidafect? that he couldnt be hurt? he lost half of his power. but to be able to live and bring fire though his mouth, he had to be indestucatlbe? he always thought off that. always was a mystery
 
Flower nodded and then looked up. "I see...it's a shame." she said then looked a him. He seemed lost in his thoughts and then stayed quiet not wanting to disturb him. She looked down to the floor thinking herself.
 
Leland.::. "wow, i was 12.." he said feeling sad she hadnt known her parents as much as he did. he rubbed her back for a little bit, his hand soft and careful. then he stopped and crossed his arms, bending over. his arms resting on his thighs
 
Flower shivered a bit as he did. "Yeah...don't do that it makes me feel uncomfortable..." she said and looked at him. "Please don't take it the wrong way...I just don't like guys being touchy. It might have been something from my childhood but I don't remember much of it." she looked down.
 
Leland.::. he looked at her. "Oh, ok. its cool..." he said with a half-hearted smile. he thought suck! man dont be touchy! of course girls who barely know you hate that! stupid stupid!! arg!
 
Flower looked at him smiled back and then nodded. "Um so...you want to work on that power of yours?" She said and then stretched out her arms. "Only if you want to I'm just looking for something to do." She said and held her hands behind her head.
 
Leland.::. "sure.. but we better go outside, only if you dont want me to burn down your house, that is.." he said getting up, he held out his hand to help her, not sure if she would take his hand or just say "im ok" and get up herself. he was really unsure about it all.
 
Flower grabbed his hand and then got up. She let go and then walked out. Stretching out alittle she looked back at him with a smile.
 
Leland.::. he smiled back and followed Flower. when she wasnt looking he put his hand in a fist and pulled it down yes! she actually smiled at me!!
 
Flower backed up. "Sit down." She said and then looked around real quick. "To do this you need to relax." She said and then took a deep breath.
 
Leland.::. he sat on a tree stomp and watched, worried. will she hurt me? even worst will she hurt herself???
 
Flower kneeled down. "Ok from what I know...fire comes from your stomach." she said pointing to his stomach. Her finger barily touched. She moved her finger up to his chest. "Goes up...and comes out." she said and then pulled back. "Now to control it you need and be able to stop that flow. Now breath fire."
 
Leland.::. he stood up, breathed, his hands in prayer stance. then he went down to a warrior pose. he closed his eyes, remembering everything, the night he got kidnapped. how he killed his parents. he breathed once more and fire came out of his mouth.
 
Leland.::. saw her and panicked i cant hurt her!!! stop it you fool!!!!!! he stopped and them coughed, he looked at her seeing if she was fine. she was. he was so happy he lay down, eyes closed. he loved how the grass was soft and how the light wind blew his hair and clothes, making him feel relaxed.
 
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