32 The Call of Blood (2/2)
Though the fireplace was lit, Will had to keep constant concentration not only to keep the flame going, but also to control the heat it produced. The process would have been impossible for him barely half a year ago, yet now it was not even a thought to him.
”I brought the rings out to Leo and Bianca,” he started as the light in his eyes danced with the flames in the fireplace. ”Something unexpected happened the moment I took them out, something I hoped maybe you would be able to explain.”
Michael's eyes narrowed as his interest peaked. Though it was true that he was around for the last awakening, there was always more he could learn just by watching over his nephew. ”Do tell,” he said as his eyebrow went up, giving him an inquisitive appearance.
Will took a deep breath, he was still quite exhausted from the earlier events, it seemed as though just bringing up the memories drained him.
Starting with opening the box, Will explained the alien feeling that took over as he produced each ring. The feeling of being in a trance as he presented both of them to his friends. The way he had made them vow their services to him. The more he told, the more he was convinced that it wasn't him that had presented the rings. He explained that he had found the proper form of the rings purely by the vows he had heard, as if the forms were destined for the two of them. ”This hasn't been the first time that I had felt that I wasn't in complete control of my own actions.” Will explained as he looked at his uncle. He explained the first time it happened as his flame awakened to save Maya, also both times he had saved Bianca. It had felt like him, yet it felt completely different at the same time.
Michael crossed his legs and straightened his jacket. Looking at Will from the recliner, he couldn't help but smile at the young man. ”Your blood is trying to teach you something William.” he said while looking at his nephew. ”Ever since your awakening, haven't you felt a presence within your blood? Something that calls out to you?”
Will could only sit there and reflect on the last few months, the times in which he was himself yet something different all together. It was a familiar feeling, one he had felt every time he opened up his favorite book or watched his favorite movie.
Looking at Will, Michael noticed just a fragment of understanding flow through his nephew's features. ”What you have been experiencing is a blood call.” he said as Will looked curiously at him. Seeing that this would be a lengthy explanation, Michael prepared himself. ”Think of it as an instructor being passed on from generation to generation. The first king Ragnos is passed down from father to son at the age of seventeen to teach the future ruler of the kingdom how to truly use the birth right.” Michael said as he looked at his nephew.
Will looked curiously at his uncle, he had read a book before about two minds sharing one body. He had never thought he would know the experience, but something about it felt like a breach of privacy. Since when did he agree to share his own body with someone else? Even if he was a direct descendant to the one of whom he was sharing space.
”Don't think of it as another person within you, think of it as knowledge you wouldn't otherwise have.” Michael said, obviously picking up on Will's discomfort. ”The more you use your gifts, the more you will learn of the late king. You should try to contact him sometime, all you have to do is focus on the door you unlocked within your mind.”
”You've given me quite a lot to think about,” Will said as he got up from the couch. His brows furrowed in though. If he was to communicate with this other part of himself, he may as well find a place of privacy in order to do it. ”I'm heading outside to get a bit of fresh air, since my room has been taken over.” Will smirked as he thought of his girlfriend curled up on the chair. If something were to happen while he meditated, he didn't want her to wake up alarmed.
Waving good bye to his uncle, Will followed the hall back to the entrance to the mansion. Heading out the door, he brought himself to the familiar fountain. It was the same area where he had always trained with his two friends, but also the place in which he had sparred with Jake. Though he hadn't been at the mansion for long, Will already had plenty of memories focused around the training area.
Ensuring that he was on the other side of the fountain facing the woods instead of the manor, Will assumed a seating position with his legs crossed. He had become used to meditating since his time in Crystallia. If he was to return there once again in a few days, he may as well know everything he could about the land. If that meant sharing his body with an old spirit, he decided it was well worth the risk.
Closing his eyes, Will searched his consciousness for the door in which he opened so long ago. He allowed himself to dive deep within his mind. The further he dove, the less dark it became. Instead of the darkness underneath his eyelids, he noticed a dark red glow. As he went further, the dark red became light until it turned pure gold.
Finally approaching the door within his mind, Will did the only thing he could think of. Raising a hand within his subconsciousness, he rapped three times on the black onyx door and waited. He didn't know what to expect or if he knocked loud enough, which later he would think it was unreasonable to knock within his own mind. After a minute of waiting, Will heard a quiet groaning within himself. It was not the same groaning he had heard from himself, but it seemed as though it was still youthful. 'Are you just going to wait out there or are you going to come in?' A voice rang out within him. It wasn't one of an old man, but of a man close to his own age. With the invitation, Will said goodbye to his own sanity as he opened the door and let himself in.