"At last… We arrived!". Emmitt said, pulling up in front of Ethan's house. "Was a pleasure to meet you! We'll see each other at school." he completed

"It was a pleasure too. See you tomorrow!". Ethan said goodbye, getting out of the car.

"Bye Ethan!" Alice said, smiling.

"Bye Alice! Bye Rosalie!" He completed, but didn't hear Rosalie answer back.

When he opened the front door, he found Enid sitting in the living room, watching television. She looked at him at the same moment and got up quickly.

"You came!". She said getting up. "Ethan, you need to let me know in advance when you're going out like this!" Enid completed.

"It was just in time, I know, but it was already the second date that Alice had called me and…". Before Ethan could finish, he saw the strange expression Enid had as she looked at him.

"Who's Alice, huh? And your girlfriend?". Enid said, closing her eyelashes and smiling.

"Huh?". Ethan looked at her confused.

"When will you introduce me to her? Is she from your school?". Enid started asking Ethan a bunch of questions, who was just standing there staring at her. "You didn't like Jessica? I thought I was going to date her. And is this Alice pretty? You never told me anything about this girl... Enid completed.

"I only went out with her once, we're not dating!" He said, laughing a little. "You are in too much of a hurry, mother!". Ethan completed.

"But what about Jessica?". His mother asked.

"I don't know, Mom. Just leave it alone." He said, going to his room.

"You're barely seeing anyone, and now you're seeing two girls, Ethan?" His mother said indignantly, but still joking. "And you still don't want to tell me anything?" She completed, as he went up the stairs.

"Good night mom! Sleep well!". He yelled from upstairs.

Ethan's mother continued to stare at the stairs for a few minutes, indignant at how Ethan had changed from one year to the next. But he relaxed a little and was happy that his son was finally able to have a normal social life.

Ethan walked into the bedroom, took off his clothes, put on a set of sweats for the cold and threw himself on the bed in the dark. As he stared at the ceiling, all he could think about was the two girls, Alice and Jessica.

He had kissed both of them and his feelings were so mixed up. He really liked them both. That day, he discovered how sensitive and sweet Jessica was, and how charming and delicate Alice was. The two seemed flawless to Ethan, and it bothered him that he might have to choose between one of the two.

It was then that a click went through Ethan's head. Alice could predict the future.

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- Does she already know about Jessica? But if you knew then, why do you stay with me? Maybe that doesn't bother her... - Ethan thought, sitting on the bed.

Then he looked at the shadow in the corner of the room and froze.

- Wait! Does she know about my powers? - Ethan thought.

It would be impossible to hide it from Alice. She literally saw the future.

- But they believed me when I lied... Were they bluffing? Well, Rosalie didn't seem to pretend to be frustrated at the time I told her... Or she plays it too well, Ethan thought, still staring into the dark corner of the room.

- Alice might not have told! It can only be this! - Ethan thought. - I don't know why, but that's the only logic! I think I'm safe for now. I just can't cause any problems for now. I need to stay strong! -

He got up to close the bedroom window and sat down on the bed again, pulling the blanket over his head, making the room as dark as possible.

Ethan closed his eyes and tried to concentrate as much as possible, so the energy would get stronger in his body.

He began to feel the thick smoke hugging his body. After a few minutes, he opened his eyes and saw his whole body filled with flying particles. Ethan began to try to expend the energy he sucked, stirring up the particles in his body.

He was staring at his own arm as he floated his other hand over it. Ethan tried to feel how he needed to move the particles so that they came together enough to leave his body, becoming something real.

Knowing that he could repel and bring the particles together, Ethan began pulling them out of his arm, slowly, as if he were pulling his own soul out of his body.

He could feel that energy leaving his body, as if it were a rope of wind that passed through his arm and left towards his own hand.

As he was doing this, a patch of dark shadow was outside his body, but still connected with his arm. Ethan, with no space under the blanket, decided to take it out of his head very slowly, trying to maintain concentration so that the shadow stain would not be undone.

He managed to get the cover off and keep the stain there, however he felt it was a little harder and needed more concentration, not being in total pitch blackness.

He continued to pull the shadow patch off his arm, making it about a foot off his arm. Ethan then tried to move the shadow a little farther with his hand, as if by magic. She followed his hand like a puppet.

He started to wave at the shadow, and it repeated the same movement, as if it were waving back. Ethan decided to make sudden movements with his hands, moving them quickly back and forth, and the shadow that came out of his arm managed to copy the same.

Ethan looked at the glass his mother had left on top of the dresser the day he was sick and, without thinking too much, he moved the arm that was shadowed towards the glass brutally.

The shadow that was floating out of the middle of the boy's arm, entered back into the arm and left through his hand, towards the glass, at an absurd speed, causing the glass to fall to the ground.

The glass was slowly falling in Ethan's vision, who despaired and quickly pointed with his arm at the glass, which was far from him. The shadow immediately left Ethan's arm and reached for the glass, which was just inches from hitting the ground, preventing it from falling.

Ethan froze with his arm outstretched, holding a glass of his shadow energy, staring at the glass with wide eyes.

He had evolved too much since the last time he'd messed with the shadow. Before he could see in the dark and move particles, now he could have an elastic shadow arm. It made no sense to him how evolution worked. Maybe it was just training Ethan needed, something he hadn't been able to put in much of the last few days.

Ethan pulled the shadow back onto his arm, bringing the tumbler along right into his hand.

He got up and put the glass back on the dresser. As he turned around, Ethan realized he was a little weak in the legs, as if he'd been running a marathon.

Apparently, he could do any skill in any time, but he didn't have enough energy to be able to charge the skills, nor knowledge about them yet.

Ethan stretched his arms out to either side and tried to get shadow energy out of both of them at the same time, but only a tiny little ball came out of each arm at the same time. He didn't have the energy for that yet, he needed to train the shadow on one of his arms first, and then train with both at the same time.