[ WP ] Everyone is born with a power and at age 10 they 're given a test to see what their power level is . Everyone scores on a 1-10 scale , until you ...

Writing this on my phone so hopefully not too many typos and such. 
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 `` Haversham, Elliot.'' 
 
 It's here. The Day of Testing. The day I've been dreading for so long. 
 
 `` Water, Level 7.'' 
 
 There was a chorus of applause; Water was a rare element to have this far inland, and to be that high? Elliot was practically guaranteed the easy life. 
 
 `` Markson, Katie.'' 
 
 The girl beside me went up, and despite my dread I watched. The Grand Maester cast his scrying spell, Katie threw out her magic - an enormous fireball that made everyone flinch on instinct - and after a few seconds, glowing runes formed in the language of the Ancients. 
 
 `` Fire, Level 9!'' the Maester boomed, and another round of applause exploded forth. She had to be a 9 or a 10, her magic was too strong to be anything else. 
 
 `` Parker, William,'' the administrator called out, and I leapt up from my seat, knocking it over in my haste, prompting a chorus of titters from my classmates. 
 
 `` Why bother, Miss Grenshaw? We all know Billy ai n't got no power!'' 
 
 That'd be Thaddeus Zane, my nemesis. Since we could manifest our powers, he'd mocked me for my weakness. Whatever my magic was, it was so weak even I could see no effects... the kids all called me Zero. 
 
 `` Mister Zane, Mister Parker has as much right to the test as anyone, and even if he were to be Level 1, you will be civil!'' she barked... the kids just laughed, and ad I hung my flaming face and approached the front, I just wished she'd kept quiet. 
 
 `` Just cast your magic within the circle, William,'' the Maester said with a kindly smile. He cast his spell first, scanning everything there is to be scanned, and I took a steadying breath. 
 
 As I exhaled, I cast my spell... I hoped... and after a few seconds, the Maester said `` That's peculiar.'' 
 
 My heart stopped. This was it; my life was over, because I really was a 0. 
 
 `` William, will you please cast again? My spell seems to have broken.'' 
 
 Wait, what? I shot him a look, watching him cast the spell again... but something was different. He was casting in layers. My peers, too far away to hear, started laughing; surely they thought what I had, that my spell was so weak it did n't even register. 
 
 Shakily, I exhaled. I cast my spell again... and earned another puzzled grumble from the Grand Maester. This time, runes had formed, but they were dim, like the magic was weak, and I had n't seen them from anyone else before. 
 
 `` Null, Level... -1.''
