Ten years later, those are just rumours. Although, some actually cared to remember. The Clairvoiyants, the ones with the heightened senses. The government had found them a threat, seeing as they were going around spreading peaceful messages, using their abilitites to persue those in power to help the nations unite once again. The government labled it as peaceful terroism. As if that made any sense.

Ansel…

He had the abilitites…

He was one of them.

I didn’t know how I didn’t realized this until now. I was too blindsighted by the events of the past few days. I was exhilirated and terrified at the same time. The Authorities would be swarming the city if they knew a Clairvoiyant was lurking the streets.

And they would most definitely arrest me for withholding information regarding a fugitive.

I looked back at the address.

Madame Yvonne.

I quickened my pace and smuggled a smile filled with ambition as I turned onto rue des Cousteau.