Jaxon (The Last Hope)

Chapter 6 discoveries

Jaxon woke up with enthusiasm, brimming with energy. Just a few days ago, Patrick had offered to help him develop his sensory powers. He leaped out of bed, dressed in a flash, and hurried downstairs. His mother, Eve, welcomed him with a bowl of cereal, a conspiratorial smile lighting up her face. She ruffled his hair playfully, a gesture that spoke of the warmth and understanding between them.
"I hope you have a blast with Patrick today," Eve says, her eyes filled with a glimmer of approval that speaks volumes. Jaxon senses not only warmth but a genuine connection and affection toward Patrick in his mother's gaze. It's a depth of emotion that resonates deeply with him, knowing that his mother's happiness is intricately tied to Patrick's presence. In that moment, the air is charged with a sense of shared joy, creating an emotional tapestry that binds them together in a web of appreciation and love.

Finishing his bowl, Jaxon dashed out of the house. Patrick awaited him at the entrance of the trail leading to the lake. At the doorstep, Eve greeted Patrick, who returned the gesture with a broad smile. A warmth settled in Eve's heart, a sensation she hadn't felt in a very long time. Jaxon saluted his mother once more before she disappeared into the house. A promising day unfolded, filled with mystery and adventure, setting the stage for the unknown wonders that lay ahead.

Arriving at the lake, Patrick and Jaxon nestled into a peaceful nook, embraced by the reassuring arms of a grand tree, expertly carved for comfort. The morning birds orchestrated a symphony overhead, their songs blending with the gentle rustle of leaves. Soft waves lapped against the shore, contributing to the melodic composition of nature. In this idyllic setting, Patrick and Jaxon immersed themselves, letting the ambiance weave a tapestry of tranquility that enveloped them in a serene embrace.

Patrick spoke, "Alright, Jax, at first, it'll be simple, a bit like a meditation. Close your eyes, focus on the sounds around you, take three deep breaths. We'll do it together." Jaxon nodded with a wide smile. As he closed his eyes and took his breaths, the ambiance around them transformed into a multisensory experience.

The morning symphony of birds, the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze, and the rhythmic caress of the lake waves orchestrated a captivating ballet. Jaxon, enveloped in this symphony, sensed the sounds as vibrant energy lights of different hues. They moved gracefully, weaving through the air, intertwining, and traversing his body like threads of colorful, pulsating light. With each passing moment, the energy created delightful ripples, inducing a cascade of pleasant shivers that enhanced the connection between Jaxon and the natural world around him.

Jaxon felt the ebb and flow of his energy intertwining with Patrick's, creating a harmonious dance. After a few moments, a new force joined the symphony, emanating from the mountain. A gentle, red light approached, seamlessly merging with the existing energies. However, as it traversed Jaxon's being, an uncomfortable pressure accompanied by a subtle negative sensation arose. Simultaneously, a vision flashed through his mind, urging him to open his eyes.

As he did, the enchanting energies that had painted the scene began to dissipate into the air. The once vibrant ambiance became tinged with a sense of mystery and a touch of caution, leaving Jaxon with lingering questions about the unexpected encounter with the mountain's energy.

In the midst of the enchanting natural ambiance, Patrick turned toward Jaxon, catching the flicker of fear on his face but also a glimmer of pride. "You sensed the negative presence; that's your sixth sense developing," Patrick remarked with a tone that echoed both accomplishment and understanding. Jaxon, though still timid, smiled, contemplating the implications of this newfound ability.

"Patrick, I had a vision of that energy," Jaxon confessed, a hint of trepidation in his voice. Patrick, expressing pride in Jaxon's growth, was genuinely intrigued by this newfound capability. "Jax, could you describe what you saw?" Patrick inquired, a blend of curiosity and concern evident in his eyes, as the ambiance around them shifted from the serene to the mysterious, mirroring the unfolding exchange between mentor and apprentice.