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RE: Being a leader
Rebecca sit there and listened to how he explained his own childhood. One word hung in her mind as he spoke, normal. What was normal to one might never be considered normal for another. She remembered the year that she was studying US History. She and her brothers along with their teachers took a nine month tour of key historical sites around the United States. Along with personal guided tours it was one of the happier times of her life. They had a tour bus and drove between famous sites and battlefields. She wondered how many different kids had the same opportunities. For her, this was normal. For others, was that considered normal? She didn’t know.
He had also talked about having friends and being popular. He spoke of going to parties and fooling around. For her, this was hardly normal. During her childhood, she wasn’t all that popular with other kids her age. Then again, it wasn’t like she had to put up with them. After all, she and her brothers were focused on other things. They each were being groomed for something bigger then trivial things like popularity. Though that never stopped her brothers. Despite having their activities carefully planned, her brothers were all very popular. ‘I guess I never really put that much effort in to being popular’ she thought to herself.
“It sounds like a fun filled childhood” she said softly. She really didn’t want to focus on their differences. Instead she thought it best to accept him for the person he is today. She laughed, “Getting in to trouble was never accepted for us. But then again, when your father is a mage it was hard to get away with anything. After seeing my brothers push the limits and get caught, I guess I never really bothered to try.” She moved and got a bit more comfortable. “I know how I act most of the time. There are times where my anger gets the best of me. More often than I ever want to admit. But I don’t want to do bad.” She said looking back at her cross. “As of late, my anger has been more out of control. I want to change this.”
She paused a moment before continuing, “When I saw that bone tower, it really bothered me deeply. I don’t want to be a destroyer. When I saw that Tornado in the spirit realm, it felt like it was coming after me.” There was that tremble in her voice once more, but this time there was more control in her voice. “Why was the place that we went to a Tower of Death? It was in my dream also. My dream was so powerful. I just don’t know what to make of it, Richard.” She turned to him and waited till she had eye contact before she continued, “I know I could just agree to show you what I saw. And I know you could just order me to do it.” She held up a hand so he would allow her to finish, “I am grateful you are respecting me on this. But I am scared. The secrets of my life are most dear to me. Just as yours are to you.”
She looked down, “I trust Kira with my life and my secrets. But I knew her for years. She was there for me through the worst times of my life. And while I see how noble you can be, trusting you is just so….” She paused again for a bit longer this time as she struggled over her next words. “Hard” she finally worked out. She took in a deep breath, “I want to… but your powers are just so……” she trailed off unsure what to say. She wanted to show him everything. She wanted to open up to him. But she feared what might happen. What he might see. She wore her concern for all to see. If she couldn’t allow him access to her mind, she would not deny him, her emotions. She believed he was owed that much truth.
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