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.


4. Transformation

My feet leave the ground. My skin begins to glow. The amulet pulls away from my chest and hovers in line with my nose. It looks as if it emits heat and my body seems to do the same. The light gets brighter and it seems to blind my father, while my eyes adjust quickly. My brown, curly hair gains a mind of its own and it reaches toward my amulet, the source of the strange happenings. I try to scream again, but my mouth holds itself open as I begin to feel a change.

The light shines harder and looks like it takes my skin’s pink colour away from it. My freckles fade and my so do my visible veins. One of my hairs finally gets to touch my amulet and when it does, it changes colour. The new colour spreads quickly and my hair becomes lilac. Lilac. The same colour as everything else I have seen today. And suddenly, pain. It whooshes from my feet through my legs into my arms and it takes its place in my forehead. This time a scream does escape my mouth; it rings through my ears and rubs the insides raw. I clamp my eyes shut and try to stop the searing, intense pain above my eyes. It doesn’t work: the pain just intensifies and it...

It stops.

I open my eyes. I’m back on the floor where I was before. The amulet is no longer floating. My hair is back in its normal place.

I look up at my Dad. His skin has lost its pink colour and its freckles. His eyes are pale yellow but also aqua blue. He has a tiny crease above his eyebrows that wobbles occasionally. His hair is lilac. Just like the amulet he wears that I never noticed before.

I scream again.


“Emily, please, calm down. Everything’s okay. I know I look different, I know you look different but that’s okay.”

“Dad, what the heck just happened? What did that amulet do to me?” My panic rises and my breathing increases. I try and undo the clasp on the amulet but I can’t find it. It’s gone; it’s one long chain. I try and pull it over my head but it’s too small. I start to hyperventilate. My Dad’s eyes change to an orange colour. He comes over and gives me a hug, but it hardly relaxes me in his new form.

“Emily, you need to be calm. When you are we can answer your questions.” I nod and take a deep breath.

“Okay, ‘Dad’, please tell me what’s happening.” This time, he takes a deep breath.

“You have finally changed into your proper form, Emily. You are not human, you are a Physic. Just like I am. This amulet has brought out your proper self. It’s part of you now. Just like an arm or a leg, except it’s not movable on its own.”

“You’re joking.”

“I’m not.”

“I’m dreaming.”

“No, you are very much awake.” I franticly pinch myself: I don’t wake. I realise that it’s all real and my breathing increases again.

‘It’ll be hard for her, becoming her true self...’

I try and slow my panic down and I try to believe my father. ‘Any minute now he’ll tell me it’s all a joke, all a dream...’

“It’s not just our family that are Physics though. Anyone you meet with a surname that is a colour is also a Physic.”

“I’ve never met anyone with a colour as a surname before. Apart from me, of course.” I struggle to stay calm as he tells me more.

“Exactly. Physics are rare. Incredibly rare, in fact. There are only about 20 different families of Physics. We are powerful too. We can see ghosts. We can predict the future. We can control things with our minds.”

‘She’s finally going to find out why she is so special...’

“Mum’s maiden name is Mayes.” I point out. “Not a colour.”

“I know.” My Dad says. And then my next jolt to the system: “She’s a Vampire.” I open my eyes even wider. “You’re not the only one changing on your 15th birthday. Everyone does. You’re only human for 15 years, Emily. After that you’re something else. Something new. Something powerful. Something unique.

“How is that possible? If there are many species then how can two different ones, y’know, make children...” I stumble across my words and turn red. I’ve never discussed this with my Dad!

“Don’t worry; we all have the same...genitals.” He seems embarrassed talking about this too. I’m not surprised. “The boys of the family are the species that their mother is, and vice versa.”

“So I’m the first Physic child you’ve had. That’s why you keep having children.”

‘The first Lilac girl of this generation...’

“I should tell you about the different species now.” I nod, and he hands me sheet of paper with photos of celebrities, except they’re not what they used to be – I mean, not what I thought they used to be. My Dad looks at me. “Are you sure you’re okay? Are you taking all this in?” I close my eyes. Am I believing this? Am I going to be okay with it? I smile. It’s hard to take in, but I believe it. And it does sound incredibly cool. I open my eyes again.

“Yes Dad, I’m okay with this.”

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