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up his mouse. “Okay, Warrior
Girl—run this scan of yours on me. I want to see how it works.”
    Nell leaned forward and hit a few keys. “I’ve
sent a screen-share so you can see the readouts we get.” She nodded
at Ginia to start the test.
    The trio of heads on the Nova Scotia end all
squinted at the screen. Marcus read aloud. “Mind powers at moderate
to strong levels. That’s right.”
    Elorie pointed at the screen. “Strong air
elementals, weak in water and earth.”
    Marcus snorted. “Someone needs to double-check
their code. Air and water are correct, but I don’t have earth
power.”
    Ginia glared. “You do so, Gandalf.”
    Nell elbowed her witchling. “This is real life,
daughter mine, not the game. No trash talking—show some
manners.”
    Moira chortled. “You might keep that in mind
yourself, Marcus.”
    Still mutinous, Ginia eyed her archnemesis
through the screen. “Have Aunt Moira test you, then. I bet you do
so have earth power.”
    The tone of her delivery earned another elbow,
but Nell couldn’t fault the idea. Marcus raised his eyebrow again.
“That’s not necessary. I’m a trained witch; I can pull any power
sources available to me.”
    Ginia crossed her arms. “So pull earth power,
then.”
    He gave an arrogant shrug and reached
off-screen, coming back with a closed flower bud in his hand. Nell
smiled. Moira always had flowers nearby. Marcus closed his eyes for
a moment, and then focused on the bud.
    Ginia was the only one not the least bit
surprised when the flower very slowly bloomed. Moira gave a
delighted laugh. “I guess you can teach an old witch some new
tricks.”
    Marcus studied the flower a moment longer.
“That’s some nice coding you’ve done, Nell.”
    Nell grinned. “Wasn’t me. Warrior Girl and her
two sidekicks did almost all the work.”
    Marcus scowled. “There are three of you?”
    “Yep,” Ginia said. “But if you wanna take on all
three of us, you have to leave the witch-only levels. Fight us
code-to-code. My sisters aren’t witches.”
    He almost cracked a smile. “I think I’ll stay
where I have magic on my side, little fighter. I have no doubt the
three of you could take me down coding with one hand behind your
backs.”
    It took a moment for Nell, caught up in the
banter between her daughter and Marcus, to notice Elorie’s white
face.
    Oh, shit. They had more important things to do
than schedule a Realm take-down. Time to end the agony of waiting.
“Okay, Elorie, you’re up next. Grab the mouse, and let’s see what
we’ve got.”
    Elorie sat frozen. Marcus shoved the mouse in
her hand with an impatient arrogance that had Nell gritting her
teeth.
    Ginia ran the test, and the numbers popped up on
both screens.
    Moira was the first to speak. “I don’t
understand this.”
    Nell shook her head. “I don’t either. It says
Elorie has significant power potential, source unknown.”
    “Speak English,” Marcus growled.
    Ginia stepped into the breach. “It means she’s a
witch, and probably a strong one, but we don’t know what kind. It’s
not any of the types the test can read.”
    “So, what can’t your primitive test read?”
    Nell growled. No one insulted her kiddos.
    “Chill, Mama. He’s just a grumpy old man who
wishes he could code half as good as me.” Ginia ticked off on her
fingers. “It can do elemental, mind, and healing. So that leaves
precog and animal magics.”
    Moira shook her head. “Those talents always
develop very young and very hard. We’d hardly have missed Elorie
communing with the spirits or flying with the seagulls.”
    Marcus crossed his arms. “Use of those power
sources still leaves traces we should be able to detect. I’ve
scanned Elorie myself. There are no traces.”
    “The code hasn’t been wrong yet,” Ginia said
firmly. “And it says Elorie’s a witch.”
    Moira’s helpless shrug was a perfect reflection
of how Nell felt. How could you prove the existence of power only a
computer could