On the day of Emily Lilac's fifteenth birthday, her father gives her a purple amulet - a lilac amulet – an ancient relic of her family. When she puts it around her neck, her world, her life changes.
She discovers that she is not human. And neither is everyone else.
She is part of the new generation of Psychics in a world of monsters. She is one of the only, one of the rarest species in existence and she is the key to ending the war between the two most powerful species around.
And in the midst of it all, there is a love. A Gravern and an Eternal come together, set apart because of the war, and must keep down in fear of death.
So Emily fights: not for the Eternals from the sky; not for the Graverns from the ground; but for the love that her friends share.


10. Break

“So Emily, what did you get?” Asks Trixie.

“What do you mean?” I reply.

“You know, for your birthday!” She giggles and I begin to go over my lilac goodies. We’re in one of the Drama rooms where people of all years can come and eat at break or lunch. As the weather isn’t too bad the room is relatively empty apart from us, the geeky girl coven in our year (Dad was right, 4 out of the 6 of them are witches, and the other 2 are not at the age of knowing. I also haven’t seen any other witches in our year) and a plethora of years 7s. We only come in here because our corridor is crowded with ‘Popular’ people that we don’t get along with and most days we can’t be bothered to sit outside.

We sit in the corner of the room in two small circles. In my circle are Tina Worth, the Eternal; Bella McAllen, an Elf; Naomi Williams, another Elf; Alice Fisher, a Beast; and Trixie Taylor who won’t find out until August. In the other circle there are Isla Turner, a Sprite; Cat Weston, a Beast; Zara Steadman, who still doesn’t know; and the twins, Laura and Emma Short who both don’t know as well. I get on better with the people in my circle because I know them better and they are in more lessons with them:  all of them apart from Trixie have taken triple science so we are generally all together. Everyone in the other circle takes Double Science and is doing very vocational subjects.


Trixie suddenly turns around to the other circle, meaning we can talk about my state a Psychic.

“So Psychics can move things with their mind. I would ask for a demo, but you won’t know how to yet.” Alice says quickly.

“You see,” Bella explains, “That on Sundays, the reason almost everyone is free is that parents use the day to teach their 15 year olds how to use their powers.”

“So that’s why no-one wants to go shopping on Sundays!” I realise. We all laugh. “Ah well. We can shop on Saturday too. How long do the lessons go on for?”

“You have 60.” Says Naomi. She pushes her silver glasses further up her nose and begins to explain. “You have one every week when you are 15, making 52. Then you have 4 when you’re 16, 3 when you are 17 and then 1 the Sunday before your 18th birthday so you can craft your earrings. Well, for you it’s an amulet, sorry.” I wonder why my dad hadn’t told me this. This is important! If he’s going to teach me about my powers then I think I’d have to know from him.

“So, can anyone show me their powers?” I ask. They all nod excitedly, having the chance to show them off.

“We’re only allowed to use our powers in the far-field that we use for cross-country. We’ll have time to go, won’t we?” Tina asks, and the group nod. They get Isla and Cat from the other circle and we start to walk towards the far-field.


When we get there, there are many targets and dummies set out for the purpose of practising (or showing off) your magical powers. I get a few admiring looks from P.E teachers I’ve hardly seen before. They mostly teach GCSE P.E, which is one of the only subjects I defiantly didn’t want to do. One of them suddenly approaches me. His name is Mr Young and many of the ‘Popular’ girls think he’s ‘cute’. He does look slightly better as a Beast than he did as a human, however I can’t say I’m at all attracted to him.

“Hello girls. Are you all going to be training here?”

“No,” Replies Tina, who often takes charge during social situations. “It’s my friend’s birthday and we want to show her our powers.”

“That’s fine.” He looks a little sad that we don’t want to train. “If any of you are ever planning to train then just come here.” He turns to me and talks to me directly. “I’m sorry to say that we don’t have any Psychic trainers.”

“It’s okay. I’m not doing GCSE P.E so it’s fine.” I reply. He smiles and signals towards the training ground.

“Go to section G, that one has targets for all species. Good luck girls. Oh, and happy birthday Miss Lilac.”


Section G has a row of nine targets and nine dummies; each of them labelled with a different species. They are each a different colour as well.

“Every time it’s someone’s birthday we go up here and show them our powers. We begin with the youngest person and then go in ascending order. The last person to have a birthday was Cat.” Tina announces, and then points at the tallest member of my group. Cat begins to walk towards the red dummy.

“Cat’s birthday was only 3 weeks ago, so she won’t have learned much yet. Let’s be supportive.” Naomi explains to me slightly aside. I quickly understand why she says this quietly: everyone else is being supportive, but giving each other insults that only friends could say with good intentions.

“This’ll be fun; we haven’t seen you perform yet! Show us what you’ve got!” Alice jeers. The group starts to cheer and clap and scream as Cat closes her eyes and raises her left arm. She turns her palm over and the red lines all over her body begin to glow an even brighter shade of red. She suddenly lets out a light grunt and an orange flame suddenly appears in her hand. The group cheer and she smiles. She visibly puts in a lot more effort and begins to juggle the flame. She begins to loosen up and find it easier, so she jumps around to show off. She does one last jump and then walks over to the dummy and sets it alight with her own hands. She turns and bows, and we all cheer. Me especially; I’m amazing at what she can do even after only 3 lessons.

Even after my amazement at Cat’s performance, I quickly learn that she is really not that good at her magic yet. I see Isla throw a bubble of water accurately at a target with 5 weeks practise, Naomi make grass grow all over and suffocate the dummy with 9 weeks practise, and Alice blow Cat’s show out of the water by setting the dummy alight just by clicking her fingers, at just 14 lessons. I watch in astonishment and gape at the wondrous sights they show, and I begin to get excited for Laura and Emma’s birthday, when I can see them all again; improved. Then I’ll get to show off my skill too.

Bella goes next and she, after 20 lessons, can already grow an oak wherever she wants. She then makes the leaves all fall off onto the ground. They spell out a sentence: ‘This power only works for a limited time. After an hour of them living, a plant grown by an Elf dies. There are quite a lot of Elves who don’t use their plant powers because they don’t want to be responsible for a plant’s death.’ Bella takes a bow. We all clap.

“I also gave you a little factoid Emily; be thankful!” I roll my eyes; she is sometimes too clever for us all. Just like an Elf should be. I suddenly realise that I’m already stereotyping the species.

Lastly is Tina. She always takes charge and puts herself in the limelight, so I make an informed guess that she is the reason we do this in our group: just so she can show that she’s best. She starts by shooting a beam of light at the dummy and it crumbles before our eyes, and then she flaps her wings and flies around for a bit, showing off in the air.

“This is all with only half the training for the year! Only 21 lessons and I’m doing all this!” The other’s in my group cheer even louder than before. I have to admit, it is impressive, but what will I be doing after 21 weeks? Isla suddenly turns to me.

“I know it’s not all that impressive, not compared to the other species, but applaud anyway. She will be angry if you don’t look awed.” She gives me a weak smile, and I understand. I begin to clap wildly. “Don’t overdo it, Em.” I smile, and try to look more normal. Tina lands and bows and says:

“That concludes this showcase for Emily. Next time is the showcase for the twins, on the 25th of March. Be there or be square!”

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