Unseen Boundaries

Prologue:

I've been working at Fillman Security for almost a year. The firm has its own building downtown, ninety-two stories tall. The architecture is nothing special, a typical dark grey rectangle standing among the many others that comprise the city's skyline. The work space is carefully organized to maximize efficient use of space and to section and structure the various departments and their functions – of course the offices and rooms on the upper floors have more style and care to their interior design. Not that the ground floor is unattractive, though. Reception is rather impressive with its high ceiling and smooth granite and marble surfaces – if a little cold for a welcoming area. A few potted plants add a little green and softness to the implied aura of power.

I mostly deal with the people in the Twenties: Seekers, Defenders, some financial Advisers, and various Consultants. I don't have my own office, but I do have a small desk in a cubicle on the twenty-first floor. Officially I'm employed as a Seeker and Defender, but in the past six months I've passed all of my findings as a Seeker on to other professional Defenders who make decisions with the information, forming deals or more often fighting it out in court as is necessary. Once, I may have enjoyed such battles, but these days I am immersed in the chase. I Seek. As for what that means to those not familiar with the profession, I essentially collect, research, and analyze information. While I spend a fair amount of time wading through archives and databases, I'm not a Seeker in order to become a history professor. Most of my job requires field work and I enjoy that very much. Seeking, utilizing such a unique array of skills, allows me to uncover the truth and aid the course to justice. From what I know of jobs described in twentieth and twenty-first century novels, what a Seeker does includes aspects of what was once left to private investigators, detectives, spies, accountants, and the early electro-Power technicians (EPTs) of the late twenty-first century. Given that all Seekers have varying strengths and weaknesses, while there are some standard training programs and regulated protocols, each Seeker completes his or her cases differently. I have worked with teams before, but the vast majority of my jobs thus far have been completed solo.

The floor on which you work also has a slight correlation to how much you are paid. I earn enough to support myself, without too many luxuries. I receive low profile cases and take on one pro-bono project every couple of months or so. My success rate has been quite high, as well as my clients' satisfaction. I am proficient in my job. I'm hoping for a slight raise soon, as I've been with the company for almost a year now. It's probably a little too soon to expect a promotion, but I like the work that I do.

Fillman Security, like most Trust&LawFirms, is privatized, but affiliated with the Continental government. Employees of higher clearance are often granted the executive and judicial powers once in the hands of "police" and others directly employed by the government. The old system was overhauled about sixty years before I was born, and I still find it odd that so many jobs were once entirely funded by taxes. These days most services are provided by citizens' businesses and companies – though the ones with most power and access to government officials and documents all have ties to the government and various legal agreements. I have yet to work on a case that grants anything above Clearance Level 1, or bestows any form of continental or even city Protector status. Not that I mind, though – quite the opposite. Any of those cases are likely to involve drugs, gunfights, and explosives, not to mention a number of nastier weapons and magics. I'm not entirely sure that I could handle myself in situations like that yet. The trade-off in pay is not worth the danger.

In addition to working, I'm currently still attending SafePower classes. I graduated from the government mandated sessions almost three years ago and am certified as proficient in my areas of Talent, verified and declared no longer a danger to myself or others. Of course, like most who can afford the time and very low cost, I have continued with regular classes to train my abilities to their utmost and understand and control their full potential. Unless I experience a block or discover a latent ability, I should be done with these classes in another year, two at most. My Talent development progressed at just under the average Continental rate. As last reported, about 50% of our Continent's population gets certified in their last years of high school. I'm among the 40% that test out sometime within the next four years (I was in University at the time), and the last 10% cover those anomalies like the 7% that are child "geniuses" or "prodigies," whichever term you prefer, with only 3% requiring mandated classes until they're in their thirties or forties (and rarer cases for those few who are even older).

I've been relatively weak in the basic telepathic communication Talents for most of my life. I can read surface thoughts of others minimally, but anything deeper or protected is beyond me at the moment. My communication teacher at the school tells me that I have the potential for a lot more, and I always feel like I've done a serious workout after her classes. I can project too, so I can speak mind-to-mind with others who can receive me. I only recently cleared that hurdle, though. Up until a year ago I could only project vague emotions. Control of clarity and diction alongside the precision to choose limited reception was difficult for me to master. Recently shielding has become my strongest Talent. While I really can't do much in the way of physical shielding, I can build an impressive mental fortress. Lastly, I am an e-spark, and while I'm certainly not one of the strongest, electropathic Talents are extremely useful to have in today's society and in my job as a Seeker.

I'm not exactly a social butterfly these days, my work keeps me busy. I complete a case, hand off the file to my superiors and any appropriate Defenders, and move on to the next straightaway. I enjoy the challenge each job presents to me. Most cases leave me with a sense of satisfaction and fulfillment, too. I'm not working on an endless research assignment, or fielding calls or stuck inside all the time. I speak to people and dig up secrets and uncover the truth. After each case there is closure, and a new day gives a new and different problem with new and different tactical possibilities and solutions.

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My job suited me. I made a living. I exercised my Talents. I used my creativity and was constantly learning and improving. My work helped people. I kept busy and I ran around solving other people's problems.

I didn't have to face my own – until of course, the day they were handed to me straight from my boss and escape was no longer an option.

A/N: This is my first story on fictionpress, and I hope you enjoy! I would greatly appreciate reviews, however long or short, to know how you like it and if you're interested in keeping up with it as new chapters come out. Thank you!