?How old were you when you found out?? Helen asked.
?Ten? But it took me a while to understand it,? he said as if to
prepare her for something. ?Scions are born with all their talents,
but it takes time to discover how to use some of them. Especially if
there?s no one with your particular talent to act as a mentor.?
?Did you have one? A mentor, I mean.?
?No. I don?t know any other Scions who can fly besides you. But I
had books, and my family for support.? He pulled up and stopped
to face Helen. ?You never had any of that, so this might be a little
harder for you.?
?I?m good at hard, it?s easy I?ve never trusted,? she responded
quickly, but he gave her a look that indicated he thought she had
missed his point.
?I just don?t want you to get discouraged if this takes us a while.
So before we start, I have to explain some things,? he said, suddenly
all business. ?Strength, speed, agility, acute hearing and eyesight,
beauty, rapid healing, and intelligence, although that last
one?s debatable, these are all gifts that pretty much every Scion
has, and we don?t have to be trained to use them. But there?s another
group of talents that are rare, and most of them take some
work. Flying is one of the rare ones. And it?s one of the hardest to
get the hang of.?
?I honestly don?t care how hard it is to master this. I don?t care if
this takes me years. I?m just dying to do it again!? Helen bounced
up and down on her toes impatiently.
?Okay, okay! First of all, you have to hold still. The jumping part
comes later when you want speed,? he said with a laugh as he put
his hands on Helen?s waist.
She gasped faintly at the unexpected touch, and tried to make
herself stand still like he had said, but it wasn?t easy. They stood