Ashton: Ema, welcome.

As I was reading, a woman suddenly popped up in the room, she looked at me and smiled.

"Hi, I'm Ema."

I put the  book down and look at her. I notice her aura and begin understanding the depths of her body.

"You're allergic to bee stings."

"How did you know?"

She walked over and sat beside me on the bed.

"Well, I'm a healer, it's my job to know." She nods, seeming to understand. "What powers do you have?"

"Well, can't you tell?"

"No, I can only know that you have powers, by reading your aura. And my skill of knowing all your illnessess and woes, does not extend to abilities. From your aura, I can tell that you are good at sports, but I can never know on my own for sure which sport."

"Well, I can become invisible, I can teleport, I can control temperature, and I can read any language."

"Quite the sporadic set."

"What do you mean?"

"Usually, everyone who I've met so far has a set of powers that compliment upon eachother. All my powers work in tandem, for example."

"What are you powers?"

"I have the ability to heal any wound or disease, I have the ability to see and read auras, I have the ability to know exactly what is wrong with you, I have the ability to transfer energy from one object to another, and I have some form of healing telekenesis."

"What do you mean by helaing telekenesis?"

"Well, I can remove shrapnel or bullets from wounds. Like with this woman, knocked out here on the table. I was able to remove the bullet."

"Hmm, so when will she wake up?"

"About an hour."

"I see,"

"Would you like to read while we wait?"

"Sure."

I hand her a book, and I continue reading my book. And we continue to wait for the woman to wake up.

The End

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