Awakening Book One of the Trust Series - By J. E. Swift Page 0,26

was levitation. After that first day, Garrett spent that primary week, honing her ability to lift the ball. He was right about rewiring her brain. The more she practiced, the more levitation became second nature. By the end of the second week, she could lift the ball without closing her eyes and concentrating. She simply thought that she wanted to raise the ball, and the ball lifted to her will.

Garrett then moved her to objects with a higher density. Again, he warned her that this would be a more difficult task than the cork ball. And at first, it was. The block was more difficult to break through. But once she had a fundamental understanding that the she needed to think about the object more abstractly, it was extremely easy for her. She thought of the objects that Garrett gave her as a group of atoms, nothing more. Once she did that, she was able to lift anything that he threw at her-Styrofoam, Steel, and Gold.

One afternoon, as she lifted all three of those objects as if they were as easy as the cork ball, he had sat down with her. He placed his arm around hers.

“Caitlyn, you know that you’re special, right?”

“Well, I’m an Actual, so obviously I’m different.”

Garrett looked to the ceiling quickly before glancing back down at her. “I’m serious. What you have accomplished in a month with levitating, it’s astonishing. I’ve met with Councilmen Riley on several occasions about your progress. I’ve shown him what you are able to accomplish and he is, needless to say, very, very impressed. The Trust is extremely lucky to have acquired you. If the training continues progressing the way it has, I already know that they are going to immediately try to immerse you into their culture, working for them.”

“Really?” Caitlyn could not help but be pleased.

He gave her a small squeeze. “Really. It’s easy to get wrapped up in all of this, especially someone who is as talented as you are. I’m just saying, a lot of people are going to tell you how wonderful you are, how extraordinary you are-”

Caitlyn interrupted him. “Garrett, I’m not one to get a big head. I have too many self-esteem issues for that.”

“I know you won’t. Just remember that there is nothing wrong with you being proud about what you can accomplish. But that wasn’t the point I was trying to make.”

“Sorry! Please continue.”

“The point I am trying to make is that there are going to be a lot of individuals that are going to try to rush you into a career or a certain path. Being an Actual does not mean that your life needs to be solely dedicated to the Trust. There are a lot of different options out there, a lot of various things you can do with your life. I just want to make sure that you consider all your options, do not let someone woo you with a million compliments and then make you choose something you are not sure you want to do. Not everyone who trains with the Trust works for them or even necessarily associates with them.”

“If you feel that way, why are you working for them?”

“I am working for them because I choose to. I just want you to make your decision yourself, not be influenced by myself or anyone else. It’s very easy to get swept up in the Trust, especially when they are so actively recruiting someone like you for different departments. Okay?”

“Okay. I’ll think long and hard before I make any decisions.”

After that particular conversation, Garrett then moved Caitlyn to blocking thoughts and projecting them at will. Caitlyn again, picked up on blocking thoughts within the first day. Once he had explained the basic concept to her of what she needed to do, she was able to block her thoughts from him. They spent the next several weeks perfecting the technique before she requested that they begin telekinesis.

With the knowledge that Caitlyn was naturally gifted at these talents, she found herself pushing harder and longer. Being capable was not simply enough for her. If she trained hard enough, she could be one of the best, be one of the elite. She was in charge of her own destiny and it was only limited by her own will. Caitlyn demanded more out of herself. She liked to think that she was making her mother and her sister proud with what she was accomplishing, that they would forgive her for not being