Lilac

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.

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23. Powers

The first thing I notice when we pull up at the Psychic gym is that from the outside it looks like somewhere completely normal and hides nothing from young people. In fact, I see many people that haven’t reached the correct age strolling through its doors and smiling at their parents as they do so.

“Dad, why is it a normal looking gym?” He gives me a strange look as he pulls into a parking space. His eyes say ‘Are you stupid girl? Of course it’s going to be a normal gym! What did you think it was?’ He says something similar.

“Where else is there going to be a training ground for powers? Did you think we’d drive into a forest, drive off the road and into a specific tree and boom, we would be in some magical field full of magic?” Feeling a bit embarrassed, I nod my head.

“I didn’t think it would be as farfetched as that, but I did think it would be somewhere special and secret. I didn’t think it would be just under my nose the whole time.”

“You are going to have to get used to that, Emily. The whole adult world can’t exist without it being part of the child’s world too. The area we are going to; it’s guarded by a thumbprint scanner to keep away the naughty kids away and a ‘Staff Only’ sign to keep all the others fearful and rule abiding.” I roll my eyes at him.

“I get the picture, dad. Let’s go now.” I open the car door and he follows suit.

 

“Hello there guys, how may I help you today?” The grinning young man standing behind the gym counter says. He’s a Psychic just like me and Dad, but by the looks of it his last name is Navy. My dad looks around before saying:

“I am taking my daughter to the kid’s area.” I burst out laughing with no warning; what a ridiculous code phrase! My dad suddenly turns and looks at me. This time his eyes say: ‘Shut up! You are blowing our cover!’ I stop laughing, and I do a much better job than dad did this morning.

“I’m afraid your daughter is too old for the kid’s area. I did have a booking like that earlier though, are you the Lilacs?” Both me and my dad nod. “Yes, okay then, let me just show to the teens room. You will have to go there from now on. Don’t worry; I will register your fingerprints when you come out later.” He opens a gate on the side of his circular pen, and he then shows us to a locked door with the protection that dad had mentioned: a sign and a fingerprint scanner. The man from the desk puts his fingers on the scanner and the door opens slightly. He makes sure no one underage is looking before he quickly ushers us in and closes the door before we can protest. And ahead of us is the training room. A big hall lined with dummies targets and even more...

 

Young Psychics just like me are dotted around the room. I expected there would be very few here, but there is actually a fair amount of them. My guess is that I am one of a hundred students in this room, and it makes me feel proud to be part of this community. I wonder if I’ll make any friends here. They all look as if they are concentrating incredibly hard, and that I understand. The powers we have seem to me like they need intense concentration, precision, no distractions and complete inner peace. Once I have taken in the sights, my dad leads me around to an empty space. This one doesn’t have a target, but just has a dummy that seems like it is more made for punching.

“What am I going to be doing today Dad? I mean, we. What will you be teaching me today?” I ask him, and he smiles.

“Today I will be teaching you how to see and interact with ghosts. This is for the first few lessons. We will start this week by learning how to turn this power on.” I am full of excitement. Ghosts? Ghosts! I’m going to be learning how to see ghosts! Could being a Psychic get any cooler?

“Oh my gosh! I am going to learn about how to turn my ghost seeing eyes on? That is so awesome!” My dad nods and laughs, smirking. I look at him oddly before realising there was some sort of catch. “Dad? You are not telling me everything are you? What is there that I am not seeing? What haven’t you told me?” He laughs again.

“I’ve told you everything Emily, I really have. Nothing more than the truth, nothing less than the truth either.” I still don’t believe him, but I keep on with my very first lesson.

 

“When a Psychic uses their powers they need to be pumped up and totally in the zone. It is easy for me to reach that stage, but it will be difficult for you. I can’t wait to see how much natural ability you have! The Lilacs are known in history to be one of the more powerful and militaristic of the Psychic species.” Great, so now I’m not just a highly rare and unusual species but I am a powerful family in that species too! “The Lilacs are feared throughout history in certain parts of the world. Did you know we are not allowed in Mongolia? A Lilac became leader and basically militarised the whole country.” Again, great. I have a cruel, militaristic leader in my direct family tree! If the civil war mum predicts ever happens they might put me straight into conflict because of my name. They might even try to make me choose sides...I can’t do that. “Anyway, first off I need to punch this dummy.” I open my mouth wide.

“I thought I’d be training my powers, not upgrading my fitness!” My dad laughs at me, again. Am I really that clueless?

“You need to get your blood pumping and you need to get ready for your powers to start working! You need to get exhilarated and get adrenaline. Soon enough you will be able to do that without attacking a punching bag. I can do that. Anyway, please, just punch it for a few minutes. Really, get angry and feel pumped up!” I roll my eyes, but start throwing messy punches at the dummy. At first I only do a couple and then stop because it hurts to punch the material, but I soon get into a steady, solid rhythm with my attacks. My breathing becomes shallower and I begin to grit my teeth. I tense up and start to throw harder punches. Each one I want to be harder than the last. I feel anger bubbling up inside. Why? I don’t know! But something in this dummy makes me think of something inside that really angers me. Maybe if I keep punching it I will realise what it is. My dad suddenly grabs my arms to stop me from punching. I look at him with all my anger still there, but it drains away instantly when I see the blood on my knuckles, the dummy (which now has a hole in the rough fabric) and on my dad’s jumper from where it has drip from my hands.

“Maybe next time we should try a different activity.” My dad says, surprisingly quite calmly.

 

A drink of water, two bandages and a couple more punches and kicks later my dad announces that it is time to summon the ghosts.

“Well, not summon as such,” My dad explains, “you are just going to be enabled to see them. Now, I need to close your eyes and bring yourself peace. Make yourself as calm as you can be. Breathe in through your nose, and out through your mouth. In, and out, as slowly as it feels comfortable.” I do exactly as he says. My slightly throbbing head begins to still and I feel the crease in my forehead wobble a little. “Is the line above your eyes feeling funny?” I nod. I guess that is normal. “That is your mind eye. When you use your powers it opens.” I immediately panic. Ew, oh my days, a giant third eye above my normal eyes! “Don’t worry Emily, it looks fine and it is only noticeable when you use your powers. When you use your ghost seeing powers it opens for a brief second. Now, are you calm again?” Am I? I breathe again, I think I am. I nod. “Okay, now I need you to think about ghosts. Concentrate as hard as you can on seeing them.”

“How can I?” I ask. “I’ve never seen one before?”

“Just think of them as how you imagined them to be. Just think. Keep thinking and keep being at ultimate inner peace.” And at just that moment I feel the crease in my head open slightly for a small, brief moment. A feeling of light whooshes through my entire being and I shiver. I open my eyes and I feel a little light headed, but I am still excited and ecstatic that it worked! And then I look around the room. There are figures bathed in grey everywhere. Even though they are adults they are all human, and they are mostly looking at other students or talking to them. I rub my eyes, blink a couple times, and then out of nowhere; I throw up on the floor.

 

After an Orc janitor comes and cleans up my breakfast and yesterday’s dinner, my dad sits me down and hugs me.

“You did great sweetheart. Don’t worry about the sick, having a reaction like that the first time you use your powers is completely normal. Some people throw up like you did, some faint, some get heartburn or indigestion, and others have numb hands and feet. When I first used my powers, I fainted and hit my head on a chair! I cracked my head open and had to have five stitches! It wasn’t hard to think of an excuse for it seeing as I was pretending to go to rugby lessons.” I start giggling quietly. “Now, you thought there was a catch earlier when I explained the situation to you. Now, you were right, there is. But I didn’t actually lie to you.” I hold my mouth open in surprise and fear. “I told you that you would learn how to turn your power on, but I didn’t say about turning it off. That is next week’s lesson. So this week you will see ghosts wherever you go. For some people this is a good thing, some this is a bad thing, and some people don’t mind this at all. After this week you will be able to turn the power off and on at will, you just need to live with this week first. Will you be okay with that?” I nod. Seeing ghosts all the time? I could live with that, especially as I know that soon I will learn how to talk to them too. I grin.

 

 

In one week my whole life changed. I went from being someone that blended in to someone really special. I belonged to a special species and a famous, powerful family. And it wasn’t just me, but everyone else around me had powers and new abilities that they were learning at the same time as me. It really was great that first week, because I knew it was just the beginning of my awesome life.

 

End of Part 1.

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