Colt's Training Session

In the training room.

"Colt, you're really going to train me, personally?" (Jack)

"Hey don't think I'm picking favorites now. Diana is forcing me to do this." (Colt)

"Really? Are you sure you don't just like me?" (Jack)

"Yeah yeah, shut up and get ready. I'm gonna show you the whole shebang of magic." (Colt)

Colt stepped back, his arms out front, his hands placed against eachother. He pointed at Jack.

"Now listen closely. Magic has three stages. The first stage is just your simple magic type stuff, like waves of energy or elemental attacks. Kinda like your balls, but not really." (Colt)

"Yin and Yang!" (Jack)

The black and white orbs summoned into the air above.

"Yeah, those balls. Usually, this type of magic can be cast without any hand signs or voice commands, it's not that hard to understand. But the real biggy is the second stage of magic." (Colt)

"The second stage?" (Jack)

He released his praying hands.

"I can't show you the second stage of my magic since it will kill you instantly, but I'll explain it in words." (Colt)

"Um... ok." (Jack)

"Magic is born through trial and error. The human mind can make a thousand worlds with a single word. So try doing something different with your magic?" (Colt)

"Something different?" (Jack)

"Yeah yeah. Get the feel of it. Rummage through your soul and feel around for the core. Then push that core with a bunch of inspiration and shit. Then push it out with a bang-bang! Or a BOOOOOOM!" (Colt)

Jack grabbed his two orbs and focused his mind. He focused on doing something new, something inspiring.

He came back with nothing.

"I don't get it." (Jack)

"Uhhhhh... Ok ok. No biggie, I got this. I'll try to explain it easier for your dumb mind... Let's start with the basics, like with what you have been seeing with the other Sorcerers. Like when they use hand signs and chants, that's the second stage of magic, you understand yet? They are using the fundamental core of their magic, like with your flying ball things. They're morphing them into their own weapons. But first, ya gonna need to know the hand signs of your magic so that you can control it." (Colt)

Jack looked at his own hands.

"My hand signs?" (Jack)

He tried to focus harder, to look into his own heart, but the blockades kept getting bigger. It was as if something or someone was purposefully blocking out that specific memory, that specific feeling.

Sofia... Mom...

"I... I can't! I... I don't understand why but it's as if I'm blocked out." (Jack)

Colt paced back and forth, his head aching in frustration and annoyance.

"Really? Dude your hopeless. How the hell are you even in my squad. Diana's gonna... No no... I got this!" (Colt)

He turned back to Jack.

"We're gonna go backward!" (Colt)

"Backward?" (Jack)

He held out his hands once again, his palms praying toward the sky. He started to float.

"Right now your magic is a lot like mine. You're only using half of your second stage, so in a sense, you're restricting yourself. And that is exactly like what I am doing now, I am restricting my second stage of magic to five parts and five fingers. Each finger slowly releases another level of my magic." (Colt)

"So what your saying is, that I need to go backward in the sense that I need to relearn my magic?" (Jack)

"Uhhh... Yeah... That's totally what I meant. Yes, we are doing that!" (Colt)

Colt slowly floated across the white room. He dropped behind Jack.

"We're gonna start with you releasing your magic without saying Yin and Yong, or whatever you were saying. Got that." (Colt)

"Yes!" (Jack)

He focused his mind harder. His hands held out, his mind and core pushing like an elephant on a tightrope. Bending, flexing, but not breaking.

He released his magic.

Fwooosh!

Colt smiled at the scene in front of him.

"Now that's what I like to see. Good shit kid. Gooooodddd shit." (Colt)