[Revolutionists][INV]

F or a moment, Satoshi could see himself in peace with the world. He could vividly recall every single piece of wisdom that Captain Yamamoto had relayed upon him in the Academy.

Pieces of every training session and every battle he encountered were flashing through his eyes in a bright swirl of flashing colors.

Wow..My Birth. I can see my birth as a spirit, he thought. But not only could see his birth into the world as a spirit, and every consequence that had affected his progress for the betterment or for the sake of keeping him down. For the first time, he could truly call something beautiful. This was what he needed, to be re-assured this his path was righteous and true.

That his course in life remained strong, even with all the people that called him a bloodthirsty fanatic. He realized there was no need to fear, because he was right. He was always right, and this had proved it.

Racing thoughts quickly came to a hault, as the white haired vizard came to his senses. Blacking out caused him to lose his senses entirely, and they only came back to him as he struggled desperately to come to grips with the moments that came to pass as he was unconscious.

Black spots were soon replaced with a blurry vision, though clear enough to make sense of the present.

Half-way to the ground yet remained completely motionless. This confused him; unmoving as if he was levitating. Answers were revealing themselves piece by piece, for soon the man received his ability to sense reiatsu again.

From what seemed out of thin air, a presence within him began to grasp his attention with every fiber. Yet this was from within him, something foreign that he hadn't sensed previously. What could it be?

His eyes widened as his power began torrenting inside him with increasing vibrations that shook him to the core. He felt as if his power had been groggy for his entire life, and had finally began to drink a cup of coffee for the first time; awakening with a clear 20-20 vision.

And then it dispersed entirely, replaced by a newfound strength.

He realized he was held upright by arms that originated from his own body. As if in response to this realization, his body dropped to the floor as they retracted. He landed on his knees and hands, sweating and panting frome exhaustion; although he felt incredible.

He thought about what happened for another moment before realizing that Gage was in the room, bleeding.

"Gah! When did-..Did I do that?" He muttered, looking at his hands. What was this power?

Satoshi clambered from his knees to his feet, and reached for the nearest rag. Although dirty, that bleeding needed to be stopped. He stopped for a moment, shocked out how helpful he was feeling. Was he..Happy? A strange feeling washed over him. This was a new experience to him. He shook it off for another time, and shakily walked over to Gage.

"I apologize, Mr. Mekhanik. This is..New to me. I haven't lost control of my power in quite a while."

He tore the rag in half, and stuck it out to begin wrapping it around Gage's wrist.

-"May I?"

-He began wrapping it.

-"What happened, exactly?"