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Vizbourne III

"Pull off your shirt and face the window, your back towards me." ordered Mrs. Natpiea with an anxious expression on her face.

'Why is he squandering his future because of his foolishness? He should listen to me and not just embark on a path happy-go-lucky!' was what Alexander's teacher was thinking meanwhile.

To say she was frustrated, that one of the best pupils she had ever seen would cripple himself right before her eyes, didn't make her complex feelings justice. She was a very caring Paketa so Alex's decision made her feel like a mother looking at her child succumbing to alcoholism while being unable to put a lid on the addiction. Nonetheless she proceeded and put her utmost attention on this stubborn disciple of her.

Alexander complied and sat down on the woolen rug. He took a deep breath to relax himself and started to circulate his refined Force throughout his body. First the energy flowed into his heart making his blood pump faster and creating an intersection from which Force was being distributed to his nervous system and blood stream. Through the nerves it rushed towards his brain, enhancing his thinking and sensory capabilities, through the blood the Force reached his organs and muscles, strengthening his body and increasing his stamina. He felt like his whole body was put into a jar of boiling oil, his sweat beginning to evaporate.

Mrs. Natpiea stood there and was completely frozen knowing that such a reaction was anything but normal. Sweating and a little pain was to be expected but bodily fluids turning into steam and the skin turning ever so slightly red let her to believe a massive backlash was looming over the twitching Alexander. He still sat upright but with his reddening appearance and painful countenance he looked to be in unimaginable agony.

After the momentary lapse of rationality the diligent teacher quickly jumped forward and put her furry hand on the bare back of her student. What she didn't expect though was that her worries were totally unnecessary, Alex had, either through luck or skill, found the perfect method for his body to develop Force pathways. Making his heart the center intersection of the whole structure was the best possible choice he could have made, as it balanced everything and regulated the distributed Force with each heartbeat. Then directly connecting it to his nervous system allowed him manually guide the energy into the desired body parts. Naturally he wasn't efficient enough to enhance his complete body with Force but for his first Force manipulation technique it was a result that should have ended in failure.

Flabbergasted!

That was the only word capable of describing Mrs. Natpiea's expression. She had often heard of people attempting to connect the blood and nervous system with the heart as a distributing node but from what she learned this was only possible to accomplish when you already trained yourself with Force manipulation methods for hundreds of years. Otherwise the body would fail to contain the energy stored within and the mind would go haywire because it wasn't used to controlling Force in such a controlled manner.

She could only slowly regain her wits and continue to observe the pathways the Force was taking while traveling in Alex's body. It was so complexly designed it felt like the work of an artist, who spent his whole life finishing one work to perfection, the ingenuity within it's structure could only be described as masterful. Never in her 28 years working as a teacher had she seen a student capable of achieving something only master Force manipulators could hope for.

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After one entire hour was spent, with a student sitting on a sweat soaked rug and a Paketa gently placing her hand on his back, Alexander opened his eyes and instantly noticed the new clarity he was experiencing. Whether it was his train of thoughts, his vision, hearing or sense of smell, all of it was enhanced, when he jumped to his legs he also got surprised by the fact that he almost hit his head on the ceiling, which should have been over two meters above him, but as soon as he landed he moreover was overwhelmed by a sense of nausea and dizziness.

"Be careful, what you have done right now shouldn't even be possible and it gave your body such a huge boost you will have to get accustomed to the changes first, before you can even walk the same as prior to today. I have many questions how you accomplished this feat but since you have probably even less ideas then me and are thoroughly spent I will let you take a break for now. Be sure to tell the others that you should come see me after you are rested, I will be waiting in my teacher's room, you know where it is. See you in a bit and rest well!" with that the Paketan teacher led her student out of the room to the others and rushed away.

Seeing their friend even more exhausted then they themselves were just a few hours back, everyone pestered Alex about his Force circulation. The kid in question couldn't be bothered though since all that he wanted to do right now was take a nap, without puking from all the new sensations. Therefore he just laid on the next couch he found and ignored his friend queries, sleeping faster than anyone should be able to when bothered by four nagging children.

Of course the little geniuses understood when someone needed their rest and quietly went back to the chairs to let little Alex sleep in peace. They knew he would explain what happened later anyway and started showing off their own success. All of them had found a very compatible technique, that enhanced their bodies as a whole albeit in a much less empowering way than Alex and without improving everyone of their sensory abilities.

Two hours passed, during which the youths started playing a holographic version of UNO, and Alexander finally woke up from his power nap. As soon as he stood up he already felt the nausea hitting way less than before and that he could regulate his power output more precisely. After five miniatures of all kinds of gymnastic forms the five year old boy went to his classmates and told them that their teacher wanted to see them in her study.

Nobody of them seemed to care though since all of them jumped at him and asked about why he had to take such a long rest and if he was okay. To their concerns he could only smile and feel happy in his heart. who wouldn't when other people showed such compassion for one's health?

"Are you alright? You still look so pale and also a bit green. If you need to puke please say beforehand otherwise I will have to join too." Michelle said hurriedly to avoid sullying the wooden floor of this hallway.

"Michelle show a bit more concern! He could have received a backlash, puking surely isn't his biggest priority at the moment! Although it would be nice if you could warn us, Alex." Angela berated her friend while stating the same request shamelessly.

"I'm not going to vomit! At least not right now. Maybe later?" Alex replied without batting an eye and continued, "To your other questions, no I didn't receive a backlash and I'm quite alright, beside the nausea, thanks! I just stubbornly insisted on creating my pathways throughout both of my systems and now have to adjust my power output even on the most mundane things."

To his first response the girls just rolled their eyes but were happy their friend was fine. The boys bombarded him with many different questions instead, form how powerful he was to asking him for a spare. Both didn't let up until Alex agreed to train with them after he got accustomed to the changes in his body.

"Alright, alright! Enough for now! We need to head to Mrs. Natpiea's office before school hours are over. So let's hurry up we can talk later inside the dorms." Alex had to drag his friends along, knowing that his teacher absolutely wanted to talk to him about which path ahead he should tread on hereafter.