((Collab Post between Letter Bee and Joshua Tamashii))

While talking with Rose, Heinz again used Timespace to appear in more than one place at once; this was going to be a busy day. The man walked over to where Ascot was training with Conor, and where, he presumed, Amelia was watching, and walked over to the girl, making sure that his footsteps were audible, so as not to surprise her. Then, the Agency head said:

"Hello, Amelia. I see you've been staring at my nephew all day," he was smiling now.

Amelia turned around to face Heinz and respond to him but the moment he spoke she shut up as her face turned bright red and her expression one of embarrassment
"Th-thats not t-true." She said, stuttering a bit and she avoided looking up at Heinz. "D-did you only co-come here to make fun of me?"

"Actually, no, and, sorry about that. Anyway, I came here to tell you...that you're going to have to train as well. You see, I think it's about time that you learned to control your powers, so as not to accidentally harm or kill anybody."

"How can I harm others? All I can do is talk to spirits and its only bad for others when they come after me." Amelia said, still completely unaware of her Death magic powers thanks to the seal on her.

"Exactly," spoke Heinz, "when they come after you. What if I told you that you had the power to fend them off; make them go away? Ever since your 'trauma', you always had."

Amelia winced when Heinz brought up her trauma as he called it.
"Please dont bring that up. I hate those memories." she said, in a much lower voice then before, as if she was scared of speaking her mind, which she hadnt been allowed to do back in the day.

Heinz sighed, and continued:

"Again, sorry. My point is, however, you can make the Spirits and Ghosts - he was captializing now - leave you if you want them to, and even...serve you." Heinz was uncomfortable with telling a little girl that she can control the dead that haven't 'passed on', but he'd done worse, and besides, this might actually result in some good. "You know about the Schools, right? You would also know that your powers fall under the portfolio of Death and Otherness.

"If you had more control of your powers, you won't have to be in danger every time you go outside, or even when your emotions flare up," the man continued.

"'m not interested. It's my punishment for living while letting all those other girls die." Amelia said quietly "Its been passed by someone and now I have to live with it."

"Amelia..." Heinz looked at her with compassion. "No, it's not your punishment, and it's not your fault. You survived, yes, but, you shouldn't be guilty about that, because someone had to carry on those girls' legacy, someone has to keep their memory alive as more than a news article, as more than just casualty reports. Someone has to remember that they were [i]people[/i], not subjects as I once said...others were, and help prevent such things from happening again."

"Not merely that, but for you to gain control of your powers, means getting the ability to [i]console[/i] them as well, just as you have been consoled."

"How can you console a soul that no longer has a chance to feel happiness again? How do you console a soul that knew nothing but suffering and humiliation for what seemed like forever?" She asked, slowly standing up" Tell me, what words can you say to make them feel better? What can you do to make up for all the time that they lost?"

Heinz withstood the verbal onslaught and spoke:

"Why don't you let me show you?"

"Because I'm not sure I want to." Amelia said honestly before walking away, heading to her room.

The man sighed, and continued:

"I know you're upset, but, the fact is, you yourself know what Death Magic can do if it's not controlled. In theory, when you're upset, you can release a wave of Death energy - small e - that can slay people, or raise them as zombies. If you don't gain control soon, and you lose your composure, well..." Heinz felt bad for tormenting Amelia like this, but he knew that the alternative, for Amelia to be an uncontrolled nuke, would be worse.

"Shut up... just shut up." Amelia said, struggling to hold her emotions back. She knew Heinz was right but she didnt want to admit it. To do so would be to admit she was a living weapon. She didnt want that. She just wanted to be as close to normal as possible, to try and ignore her gifts/curses of magic.

"Amelia, trust me when I say that this is for your own good." He then raised his hand. "Unlike with Ascot, I'm not doing this so that you can be a weapon, or even a source of information. I'm doing this so that, one day, you would not live with the guilt of killing [i]more[/i] people, when you don't want to kill."

"SHUT UP!" Amelia shouted before running away. She knew Heinz would follow or just go ahead of her and intercept her. Either way she wouldnt be able to get away from him. She just did'nt want to talk to him right now. She didnt want to think about what she could accidently do and, deep down, she was too scared to train in magic for fear of what she could learn she was capable fo doing.

If she made it that far, she would rush to her room, her only sanctuary other then her mind, and throw herself on her bed. She would reach under her pillow and grab onto the firegem Ascot had given her, the familiar object giving her a sence of comfort.

She didn't make it that far; Heinz had teleported between her and the door to the room.

"Amelia," he spoke, "I'm sorry, but I [i]will[/i] train you to control your powers, and this will be every day, whether you like it or not; you have to learn."

Amelia didnt reply as she clenched her fist and bowed her head in resignation.

"Yes Master." she said, the words leaving a sour taste in her mouth.

"Don't call me Master; I'm your teacher. Now, let's go to one of the training rooms, shall we?" And with that, Heinz teleported them both to one of the training rooms, where various magitech and pure tech instruments resided. He then fetched one, which looked like a small floating metal ball, and handed it to Amelia.

"The first test, is to gather as much Death energy as you can, and rust this ball - which is stainless stell, by the way - into dust. [i]Only[/i] the ball; nothing else."

Amelia took the ball and watched it hover above her hand while listening to Heinz instructions. If she had to guess, he was new to teaching, since he provided her no instruction on how to go about the task assigned to her, as if she was just expected to know. So she only had one thing to say.

"How?"

"Oh, right, how," spoke Heinz. "First, close your eyes, and open your mind; ever since the Awakening Surge, humans have a sixth sense that allows them to sense magical energy. You can feel it on the back of your head, like a third eye which you can force open - in your case, it's already been opened several times - in order to look at the Schools you have."

"Once you have opened this third eye, you can sense two streams of energy, one black, one whitish-green. These are Mana 'colored' by the Death and Otherness Schools. You can gather, with your mind, with invisible arms, parts of the black stream, and move them somewhere else, like the ball." Heinz had taught Ascot before, but the boy already had a working knowledge of magical theory when the two had met, unlike Amelia.

Amelia looked at the ball above her hand before closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. She had no clue how to use this sixth sense, absolutely none. But she figured if she cut out all the other senses to the best of her ability she could figure it out. With her eyes closed she could no longer see. So she just had to ignore how standing still felt, any noise going on around her, and any scents in the air. There was nothing to taste around her so she didnt bother with that.

It took several minutes but she finally began feeling something that she couldnt describe. It was something that seemed to assail her other senses all at the same time, as if beckoning her. Though she didn't physically move, she let her mind follow the sensation. After a few moments, in her minds eye, she saw the streams Heinz spoke of. The black one of Death, which stood out in the darknes with streaks of grey, and the greyish-green stream of otherness. Following Heinz instructions, she tried to redirect the black stream but no sooner did she try then did a series of white runes block it from moving.

Physically, the runes on Amelias body began glowing, blocking her ability to use magic.

In response to this, Heinz made a subtle gesture...and loosened one of the seals, but only a little; enough to let a trickle in.

The moment the seals were loosened so that a small trickle was let loose, the physical form of them on Amelias body vanished, hidden from sight again. In her minds eye, Amelia spotted a hole in the wall in front of her and began focusing on getting a bit of the black stream of Death to go through the hole. It would take several minutes but she would get the stream through the hole but was hesitant to apply it to the metal ball. She could feel the engergy: IT was cold, taking the heat out of the very air and sapping her very strength, as if it was slowly trying to drain her life. She could feel that this energy was the closest thing to actual death one could experience without dying and it scared her greatly.

With that fear came a lose of control though and there was a small explosion of the energy in the room, scaring Amelia and completely breaking her concentration as she fell to the ground, the metal ball falling with her and floating just above the floor.

Heinz was there to catch her before she truly hit the ground, his eyes shining with fear, fear for her. True, it was his fault in the first place for turning her into a child informat, that still didn't mean that he didn't care for her, after a fashion.

"Amelia, are you all right?" he questioned. "Don't worry, the energy, it did the same to me, back when I was first learning it." He then smiled. "You did well, being able to touch it in the first place." The man then gestured, and half of the floating ball turned to red dust.

"Observe what I did, controlling the energy as quickly as, well, a whip, and lashing it out at the half of the ball. Now, you try it on the remaining half."

Amelia shook her head, looking scared.

"That energy... I dont like it," she said in a low, scared voice as she began shaking in his arms at the thought of what she had felt. "It felt... so cold, so wrong... I dont want to use it."

"Death is many things, to many people," spoke Heinz. "To you, it's terrifying, cold, and...enervating, and why should it not be, when your experience with death is so...negative? However, Death can also be peaceful, an end to a satisfied life, or an end to great pain. Not to use Mentalism, but here's how I see it." And with that, Heinz filled Amelia with a sense of peace and awe, with all of her pain, all of her fear fading. This, to Heinz, was what death meant to him, the ending of suffering.

"Focus on this sensation, then make the energy you feel, feel like it. Impose this sensation upon the energy until it takes," he continued. "Then, try again."

Amelia calmed down as Heinz illusion of peace washed over her, calming her down. She slowly got to her feet and looked at the half-ball of stainless steel floating a few inches away from her. Closing her eyes, she found the streams of energy a bit more easily this time and once again she focused on the death one. Pulling a bit of the Death energy towards her again and once again she felt the coldness of death. However she also tried to think of how Heinz saw death. It didnt really lessen the cold but she found herself able to ignore it a bit. She knew she could never view death as Heinz did, so she would have to get used to this coldness. In a way it felt familiar to her, as if she had felt it before today.

Turning her attention to the half-ball, she began directing the death energy towards it. The energy resisted and it began demanding she put effort to move it and make it bend to her will. Slowly the ball began rusting but even this small feat was beginning to take a toll on Amelia. She didnt back down though and kept at it until the half-ball was entirely rusted. As soon as the task was done though, she fell to her hands and knees and began coughing, covering her mouth with one hand but unable to block some blood from slipping between her fingers onto the floor.

The girl was still in Heinz's arms, and the man held her close, trying to lessen the pain using Mentalism and Life. He then spoke:

"It's okay, Amelia, it's okay, you did well; we can stop for today." Heinz felt pain again, pain that instead of making Amelia better, he had instead turned her into an 'asset'. 

"I'll try and ease up in the future," he then smiled, before taking her to Rose's medical wing and setting her down on an unnoccupied bed.

Amelia didnt reply as by the time the attack ended, she was exhausted and simply collapsed in Heinz arms. If it hadn't been for the blood on her lips and hand, she might've been sleeping peacefully after a hard day's work. It was probably the most peaceful anyone had seen her in a while