C o n c e n t r a t i o n- A war story

P R O L O G U E

Dear Diary,

                       We must move. They're coming. They have traced me. I must try and persuade my parents to let us move. The Netherlands isn't safe anymore. No matter where. Mother and father are veered to move away. but they know how important my Sight is.

Not to mention that it is always right. Since I was 12. I'm 16 now. 4 long years of training my Gift as a Looker  has paid of greatly. I am not worried for myself, more Seiren. She is 14 and has not displayed anything of the Guild.

I tell her to Concentrate, even though she doesn't know what she's Concentrating for.

She does it anyway.

There is no spark. No familiarity in her eyes when she makes Contact with a Force or Fragment. She doesn't even know they exist. I have masked my secret well.

Even mother and father don't question me any more. They know I'm right. They know I have been since the age of 12 when I told them Nanna had died the day she indeed did. They only realised when they got the letter from America where she lived and saw the date.

It was the date I had predicted.

They tried to believe it was a coincidence. Tried. Only after a year of my predictions did they start to believe in them. Mother and father have complete confidence behind me now, although they don't know the reasons behind my Seeings.

I hope to keep it that way.

They'll trust me when I say we must move. Although they will have reservations to moving to Germany in the heat of the war, they will accept me without question.

Seiren will have some difficulty. The last time we moved, she was 2 and now has no memory of before then. She has grown to love this normal world and life, and she has no reason not to. Seiren has friends whilst I am home-schooled. I haven't lived what you could decipher as a 'normal' life since 12.

When I discovered my Gift and the Seeings happened more frequently, I stopped going to school. My parents still believe I go, and I trust Seiren to hold up the lie.

Almost.

The Sights keep coming, and I can't stop them. Some are pictures, others single words or sounds. They all imply the same thing: 'move'.

They show me my hunters and how they are coming: how they will come to me. I have no idea how or if they plan to dispose of me yet. After all, I only know of there pursue of me and my Gift. It might be dangerous; they might want to use it.

I have never seem their world except through my Seeings. I hope one day I will allow myself to go. Unlike our world, theirs isn't warped by war or poverty or criminals. I wonder if it's the same now- I haven't had a Seeing of the Other World for a year. Maybe it has started to resemble our world in an undesirable way.

I hope not.

I tried talking to Seiren today. She's growing up. She has all the friends in the world besides me. I mean literally. She's 14 though, so maybe she will change like I did.

Probably not.

She appears to have no Gift, no Spark, nothing. She has no Affinity when making Contact with the Force, a sacred duty that must be given to every child believed to have a Gift. I tried once. I think she felt nothing. She said nothing, which would be a sure sign of that.

Why?

I am the only one. Always. She has friends. I have none. She has no Gift. I have a powerful, merciless Gift.

Try as I might, I must believe that Seiren is a Norm.

-Aurelia's Diary (May 14th 1937)

A/N

Ok, guys! Welcome to the prologue of my new story Concentration. What do you think? I hope you like it! I would appreciate it if you voted and commented, it means a lot to me! :)

-Rice xxx