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This is a WIP, NaNoWriMo 2016, currently called River, Tree, Mountain. It’s science fiction, set on a colony planet, six generations in–with about 10% of the population born “marvels,” who have special abilities like dowsing, healing, or creating fire. The protagonist, Rekka, is a spark (fire), signed a contract with Brenton to provide him a child, and four months later, traveled to the compound where he lives, where she is met with an empty apartment and a message saying he had to travel on business, so she does some exploring–while in a common room on her floor of the apartment, a woman with blue skin from gene mods is rude to Rekka, and says she knows who Rekka is.
“Oh… okay,” Rekka considered the flat tone of voice and the expression on the woman’s face, “You seem angry with me, but I’ve never met you before, so I’m not quite sure what I’ve done to make you feel that way.”
The woman glared at Rekka for a few more moments, then stalked over to a seat and thumped into it. “I’m just like you–you from a decade ago, at least. So I don’t have to like you, on principle.”
“Life isn’t fair and nothing says you have to be fair to me. Still, you were in my shoes once, so you could have so much to tell me.”
“No one helped me,” the woman said.
“Shouldn’t someone have? You can’t change what happened to you in the past, but you can change what happens now,” Rekka stood, flicking off her screen and tucking her phone in her pocket. “I have work tomorrow–have a good night.”
* * *
Life on the colony planet of Kaibou was going uneventfully until the second generation of colonists was born on the planet, at some, at a young age, began showing various psychic abilities. When those people, called marvels, grew up, many of them formed companies, building compounds to live in and raise their children. Due to population diversity issues, many colonists have children using genetic bank material, or choose a succession of partners. Now on the seventh generation, marvels are born both within and without company walls, and all must work together to use their gifts and make a living on a still wild land. Some of these outsider marvels sign contracts with company marvels, agreeing to give them a child raised within the company, in return for a permanent home in the company compound, a stipend, and other concessions.