The sand was soft under her feet as Megan stood across from Sam on the beach. There was a steady breeze, but it wasn't too cold or hard. Sam was instructing her on how to call forth her new power whatever it might be.
Megan would have preferred to let it show itself when ready, but she could understand his logic. It was better to not be surprised, and practice could only occur once her powers were known. Sam told her the gift from him was likely dangerous so she would need to learn to control it.
Megan attempted to clear her mind and grasp onto anything new. She attempted to use her meditation techniques to center herself and find her power source. She looked inward for so long that Sam started toward her to check on her, but she waved him away. She was nearly there.
She was about to give up when she sensed something within her. It was a flickering flame. Megan reached toward it mentally watching the flame dance up her fingers into the palm of her hand.