THE MEDIUM -- Psychics Are People Too… (orig story)

"Sometimes when we are heading to where we think we should be, we wind up exactly
where we started…"

PART 1

She was never really comfortable with who she was, where she came from.., and the manor in which she was brought up… Being from a long line of psychics -- some world famous.., and the stories of the extremely wealthy and powerful people that sought out their visions and relied on their gift to further their fortunes and retain so much power -- that is until those visions became slightly less positive… The first hint of anything less than that of a rosy and prosperous future was a met which harsh torture techniques, followed by a horrific death…

So, it was not your conventional upbringing, to say the least…

The stories of beheadings, of royalty and coups.., of undying love destined to be unfulfilled, the disloyalty of families and the demise of great empires -- were all apart of a good bedtime story when you grow up surrounded by a bunch of psychics. Don't get me wrong she loved every single one of them -- they were her family… But possessing a "gift" such as this comes with it's own set of unsaid rules -- much like the moral code we all live by.., except if these rules were not followed, karma would step in and set the record straight -- and believe me, if a good psychic knows anything, it's that karma does not always take lifetimes to manifest itself -- it can be swift.., and it can be harsh!

Early on in life, she knew, as soon as she could, she would distance herself all the madness, all the high-stakes drama that would present itself on a daily basis -- the stuff that made it impossible to lead a "normal" life. As if cutting ties with your family and everything you know wasn't hard enough.., she had the particular distinction of being an especially gifted channel -- she spoke to dead people. She spoke to so many dead people, whole days would go by and the only people she spoke to all day were -- dead people. Many children have imaginary friends that aren't really there, her imaginary friends -- were actually there!

Plus, times had changed.., and it had been a very long time since the psychic -- the "gifted" were revered… Once sent for by Kings, now nothing more than a shyster on the prowl.., a fraud at best. So, in order to avoid being seen and treated like some "side-show" -- she left it all behind. She had "normal" jobs -- lots of them… Lets just say, it wasn't always easy to make ends meat.

So, if she got in a pinch for cash.., she would use her special "abilities" for a nice payday -- but only from time to time. She never spoke about it with anyone.., and most (practically all) people in her life had no idea she was a psychic and that her speciality was talking to the dead -- which, BTW was why she got such a healthy payday from these dalliances with her past. It was normally some really rich corporate guy or gal -- apparently the CEO type.., are willing to spend a lot of money to communicate with the dead.

She received a message from the old friend of hers that usually is responsible for setting up these "side-gigs" that is kind of mysterious -- normally those jobs are pretty uneventful.., and even though she doesn't really need the cash, she can't turn it down after her friend fills her in on all the details… "It's a sort of party or get together of the most powerful people in the city, probably the damn world -- the people that really pull all the strings, the ones that make everything tick…"

Right after that immediate sense of intrigue that sparked her attention, her "spidey sense" went off -- lets just say, she had a much better than average spidey sense (one of the perks)… She remembered all the stories of her ancestors and there undeniable connection to Monarchs and Dynasties always ending in there demise -- that it was the most powerful among us, that have the most to hide… Making them the most dangerous.

I mean lets be honest -- nobody gives a shit, what's on Joe the plumbers mind… But the titans of our time, the leader of the biggest city in the country and the the people that tell him what to do -- a princess from Wales and the love of her life… From the moment she agreed to this unconventional setting -- a get together of the elite, who's main objective for the evening, was to at some point chat with Sophie and have a reading -- talk to the dead…

For a split second she thought of backing out… But it had already awoken that part of her, she thought she left behind. She could feel this strange connection.., to all the power that would be gathered in one space -- an instinctual familiarity, like her ancestors to royalty. It had been awhile since she had been the star of the evening -- the main event.., and when the day of the event arrived, to say she had a few butterflies, was the understatement of the century -- she was shaking in her boots.

All day leading up to the big night, she could feel an unusual amount of energy gathering around her.., and she knew something "different" was going to happen tonight -- she didn't know if it was good or bad, safe or dangerous.., but something was going to happen, she was sure of it… But as the evening got underway that night, it was much of the same -- sure, it was a very opulent setting and the people were dressed very nice, you could smell all the money in the room.

And then it happened -- in walked that Princess from wherever, with the love of her life.., and it was like time itself just stopped! And like still photos flashing through her mind, she could see the many lifetimes she shared with this man now standing in the doorway, with a freakin' princess… And not only did the images not stop -- they increased in a fury. Their love displayed before her, that echoed throughout the ages -- a love that lead empires, the demise of them too, envied by the masses.., undoubtedly true.

And then it just stopped…

For some unknown reason this great love -- just stopped. It had been ages since their lives had crossed… But little did they know, when you love like they loved, even when it's gone, it's closer than you think… At first she didn't understand why she was seeing images of lifetimes she spent alone -- without this man.., until she noticed almost out of frame of one these flashes in her mind -- he was there! Just out of sight, but close enough -- in every life she can remember, everyone that she has seen.., he has always stayed close.

As all this is happening in real time, she is in a kind of trance-like place… And then, an overwhelming -- HOLY CRAP kinda feeling embodied her whole being, as she snapped out of it and this room full of VIP's were all staring at her, like she was some kind of freak… And it reminded her how different, she really is -- a feeling she hadn't had in a while. Standing there, as her world is spinning out of control, being gawked at like a circus freak -- she steadies herself and gains her composure.., and standing right in front of her is -- the love of her life with two glasses of champagne… "Hi, Im Michael -- I hope this doesn't sound like a stupid pickup line.., but do we know each other..?"


Stay Tuned For Part 2.., and see if Sophie actually passes out, when confronted by her love throughout time -- face to face… How will she explain this to him without sounding like a complete kook (she is a psychic, people already think she is kinda kooky).., or will she tell him at all… She knew it would be big!