Chapter 8: Healing Eyes

Zara's POV

Aphmau almost had a heart attack when she saw us. After helping us inside and calling Garroth, Vylad, and Max, we told them the story.

"Wow," Aph said. "Are they with Tristan?"

I nod.

"Hey Zara," Max says. "You told me you healed Zane's eye when you were little. Could you heal him now?"

"Hey, Max is right," Zane says. "Could you try?"

I reach up and grab my crystal.

"I...I can't," I say. "Last time I tried, I..." I glance at Zane's blind eye.

"Zara, stop blaming yourself for my eye. It would've been blind anyway," Zane says, taking my hand.

I close my eyes. "Fine."

I place my good hand on Zane's leg.

He winces.

"Sorry, I have to touch it," I say.

"I know."

I start humming.

My hand starts glowing and my eyes change color again. Zane's leg in enveloped in white light. After a minute, I stop.

"How does it feel Zane?" I ask.

He stands up.

"Great, thanks Zar," he says. "Can you heal yourself now?"

"I hope so," I say, placing my hand on my other arm. I start humming, and my hand glows again, and the light covers my arm. After a minute, I stop again.

"Can someone come here? I need to punch something," I say. Garroth hesitantly steps forward.

I lift my arm and pull back for a punch. A stab of pain hits my like a knife.

"Agh!" I shout, grabbing my arm.

"Are you okay?" Zane asks.

"I don't think it healed," I say. "I don't think people can heal themselves."

"Well, at least you have another talent," Max says. "More then I have."

"By the way, what color are my eyes when I control someone?" I ask.

"White, like the person your controlling."

"And just now?"

"Yellow."

"Cool," I say, smiling a little. "We can be twins sometimes!"

Max laughs. "Heck yeah we can!"