11-18-2013, 11:49 AM
Giovanni gasped sharply, finally aware of the Power building in Michael, but it was too late. Suddenly, Giovanni was engulfed in flames. Giovanni screamed in pain as the heat surrounded him, but had a feeling his screams would be ignored. Michael had said this would be painful.
Giovanni couldn't see Michael's face through the flames, and he wondered how hard it was for him to maintain it. Giovanni wondered if he could hold through the pain and wait him out.Giovanni doubted it. Fear began to rise within him - fear of dying in a fiery death and instinctively, Giovanni waited for the power to.surge in his gut as it usually did. Giovanni was surprised to se that it wasn't flooded into to him though. He could however, sense it just beyond his reach.
It was an entirely new feeling for Giovanni and everything clicked. Somehow, Michael prevented him from drawing on the power, but he could still grasp at it. He had to break throogh his barrier and grab it.
Fear continued to fill him and then Giovanni realized his skin wasn't burning. Somehow, the flames power was muted. It was still painful, but Giovanni was sure he was safe.
He turned his attention to the power he could.feel.just beyondnhis grasp. He tried to muffle the screams still.escaping from him so he could concentrate. He saw the power as lava beneath a mountain trying to explode from beneath the mountaintop. He needed to break throguh that barrier so he could grasp the power. He reached out, trying to grab it, but only feltit slip through his fingers.
He was afraid of it. He didn't want the power inside him, but knew that is what he needed. Giovanni spoke.to himself, telling himself that his power was nothing to fear and that he could accomplish many things after he learned to use it. Givanni grasped at it again, this time feeling a small trickle of.it come into him. He kept grasping, wanting more of it after he got his first taste of the sweetness of it. He kept grasping more and more of it, and feeling it flow.into him. It was slow, not like the other times he had used the power in which he had to use the excess power right away in torrential storms. He felt like he could cintrol it, instead of.it comtrolling him. In his excitement, he lost concentration and the power left hi much more quickly than it had come, and the pain came backto replace it.
Giovanni couldn't see Michael's face through the flames, and he wondered how hard it was for him to maintain it. Giovanni wondered if he could hold through the pain and wait him out.Giovanni doubted it. Fear began to rise within him - fear of dying in a fiery death and instinctively, Giovanni waited for the power to.surge in his gut as it usually did. Giovanni was surprised to se that it wasn't flooded into to him though. He could however, sense it just beyond his reach.
It was an entirely new feeling for Giovanni and everything clicked. Somehow, Michael prevented him from drawing on the power, but he could still grasp at it. He had to break throogh his barrier and grab it.
Fear continued to fill him and then Giovanni realized his skin wasn't burning. Somehow, the flames power was muted. It was still painful, but Giovanni was sure he was safe.
He turned his attention to the power he could.feel.just beyondnhis grasp. He tried to muffle the screams still.escaping from him so he could concentrate. He saw the power as lava beneath a mountain trying to explode from beneath the mountaintop. He needed to break throguh that barrier so he could grasp the power. He reached out, trying to grab it, but only feltit slip through his fingers.
He was afraid of it. He didn't want the power inside him, but knew that is what he needed. Giovanni spoke.to himself, telling himself that his power was nothing to fear and that he could accomplish many things after he learned to use it. Givanni grasped at it again, this time feeling a small trickle of.it come into him. He kept grasping, wanting more of it after he got his first taste of the sweetness of it. He kept grasping more and more of it, and feeling it flow.into him. It was slow, not like the other times he had used the power in which he had to use the excess power right away in torrential storms. He felt like he could cintrol it, instead of.it comtrolling him. In his excitement, he lost concentration and the power left hi much more quickly than it had come, and the pain came backto replace it.