Elemental Summoner 1 D. Levesque (beach read .txt) 📖

says, “Change yourself into a woman-shaped one,” and just as before, it changes into a shapely Water Elemental. Leeha looks back up, sees me looking at her, and blushes. “I wanted mine to look cute too!” she says defensively.

“That’s fine,” I tell her with a laugh. “Now, repeat after me. Fire.”

Leeha holds out her left hand and says, “Fire,” and she gets it right on the first go. But nothing happens. “Try again, but say it in your head this time,” I tell her. She squints her eyes at her open left palm, but again, nothing happens.

Leeha sighs and says, “I guess it was too much to think it would work.”

I can tell she is disappointed. I can’t blame her. Though, if others ever hear the words for all the other Elementals in my language, we might have more than one Elemental Summoner running around. Not sure I am keen on that.

Nodding, I say, “We tried. I figured God would not allow it, but we had to test it. Sorry,” I say, patting Leeha’s leg as she is pouting at me. Turning to face Marken again, I see that he is waiting eagerly. “So, fire?”

Nodding, he says, “Yes, please!” his eyes riveted to me.

“Very well. So just like your sister did, put out your dominant hand.” I look at Lahana for confirmation that that is what they do when they first start learning magic. She nods her head approvingly. Once Marken has his right palm out, I start teaching him to say Fire. I make sure to enunciate the word slowly, but I say it four times, each time faster than the last, until the last time, where I say it in a normal voice. “Got it?”

He nods and takes a deep breath, staring only at his open palm. Then, with a very thick accent, Marken utters, “Fire.”

Suddenly Marken grabs his right wrist as if he’s in pain, and he starts screaming. I look down at his hand and see that it’s blistering. Shit, that must fucking hurt! The skin is bubbling and blistering, but it’s not breaking. Maxil rushes over with a piece of wood and puts it into his son’s mouth.

“Bite on this,” he tells him quickly.

“Shit,” Lahana says, slapping her forehead twice, “I forgot about this part!”

“Yeah, so did I,” Maxil says, looking embarrassed as he pats his son’s back, as he is still hunched over in pain.

“What the hell is going on?” I ask worriedly. I am on my knees at this point, ready to go offer aid.

“When someone comes into their power, it bursts through their dominant hand. It’s actually quite painful. Most parents know their children have gotten the gifts because they wake up from their child’s screams,” Lahana says, blushing now. “I had not thought about it ‘til it started happening,” she says worriedly, looking at her son.

“How long does it last for?” I ask her, looking at Marken, concerned now as his whole hand is bubbling, not just the palm.

“When I went through it, as mine was Fire as well, it was pretty fast. I am not sure what is going on,” she says, turning to look at me quickly.

“Can we heal his hand?” I ask.

“Heal it?” Lahana asks me, perplexed.

“Doesn’t magic heal? There isn’t any healing magic here?” I ask her.

Lahana shakes her head and says, “That is an art we lost so long ago that it’s nothing more than a myth now. The best I can do with my Fire Elemental is cauterize a wound. But true healing? No one has that ability, Alex. And right now, I dearly wish I did,” she says, looking back down at her son, with tears in her eyes.

“Marken,” I bark to him. He looks at me with pain-filled eyes, the stick still in his mouth. “I need you to say Fire again. To make it go away.”

He shakes his head no violently.

“Marken! It’s causing you nothing but pain.” Again, he shakes his head.

Shit, I need to do something! He won’t listen, and I can’t make him. He needs that Fire Elemental to come out somehow, but it’s not making it through the skin of his palm. Think Alex. What can you do? Nothing! Since I have no fucking clue how magic works! Fuck it.

“Fire,” I say, with my right palm out. When my little Fire Elemental is in my hands and looking up at me, I point to Marken and ask it, “Can you do anything to help him? I got him to try to call up a Fire Elemental, and now it’s not able to break through his palm. All it’s doing is burning his hand. Please, is there anything you can do, if you even understand me?”

The little Elemental looks over at Marken and then looks back up at me and nods. Then it’s gone. When I look over at Marken, it’s floating over his palm. Marken’s eyes widen in fear.

“It’s all right, Marken! It’s mine!” I yell at him. He looks over at me, and there is near panic in his eyes. “I asked it to help you. Let it, all right?” Marken doesn’t react right away, but finally he nods.

My Fire Elemental slowly sinks towards Marken’s hand, and I can see that he wants to snatch his hand away. I am sure he is expecting more pain, but somehow he manages to keeps it there. My Elemental lands on his palm, and Marken flinches and closes his eyes. But then he opens them wide in surprise.

Then, my Elemental spreads across his palm until finally, it’s surrounding his entire hand, but Marken isn’t crying out in pain. If anything, the pain in his eyes is gradually fading away. Slowly, with shaky hands, Marken reaches up and pulls the stick away from his mouth. As he does, I can see the teeth marks on it.

“How?” he asks, looking at me in surprise.

“The pain is gone?” I ask him hesitantly.

“Yes,” he answers, taking a deep, shaky breath. “I thought when it was