Hi, I’m Erynn Yager. Cadet Lieutenant Erynn Yager. I’m a recent student to Academy and the Interceptor Fighter pilot training program, a privilege I’ve worked very hard to attain. My classmates and some of my instructors believe my acceptance is due to my dad’s distinguished position. He’s Commanding General Damon Yager of Security Forces, but no one knows he’s not my real dad.
My whole life is about secrets. Not the kind of secrets other girls enjoy whispering to their friends. I can never share mine with anyone. My dad made sure I understood this. If I ever did let the truth slip, everything I’ve worked for would change forever.
The biggest secret is that I am. My birth was forbidden.
Let me explain. Most of you are from one planet. I’m from two. My mother was from Korin, where I live with my dad. My biological father, a man I have never met, is from Arranon, a cold, wild, and dangerous place I have never been.
I’m not really clear on all the details about my biological father and how he and my mom met. My mom died before I was a day old. I only know she was beautiful, smart, funny, and that my dad, Damon, loved her very much.
I’m getting to the forbidden part. The governments of both worlds warned that children of mixed Arranon and Korin heritage are born with deformities resulting in death soon after birth, and banned these unions.
You see, I shouldn’t be alive.
So why did I live, and with no visible defect? I don’t know.
There are some differences about me though. Of all my peculiar abilities, reading people’s emotions and sensing what they’re feeling gets me into the most trouble. I can bend, no slow time for brief moments. That one was a real shock for my dad. Oh, and speaking of shocks, I have the ability to manipulate the electro-magnetic field around me. Another talent of absolutely no use unless causing glass to smash to the floor could be handy. Then there’s the precognition, often knowing what’s going to happen before it does. I must admit this is helpful when flying. And I’m a good pilot. I’m going to be a great Interceptor pilot, like my dad. At least that’s the way it seemed until General Cale Athru from Arranon came to Korin with a secret of his own.