Two figures were sitting side by side at a train station.  "Do you have it?"  girl asked. The girl looked no older than 16 and spoke with a British accent. The man nods but says nothing as he passed her a yellow folder. The girl took it and opened it.

Inside the folder was pictures of a boy. The pictures were taken at different time at different places and in all of them the boy seems to be talking to someone but as far as she tell there was no one close enough to hear him.

What struck her as odd the most is that in all 10 of the photos is the glare in it. The person who took these is a professional and in most of photos there would be no way for there to a glare. That usually means only one thing.

"So he is the target?" She asks as she put the photos back in the folder.  The man nods again. "The boy seems to have the gift." The man said with a ruff voice. "Seems to?" "The boy smart and hides it as least that is what we can gather. Those photos were hard to get it seems he only speak to them when he is alone or in a crowded area."

"So what is the plan" she asked "We need you to go and confirm this. If he does indeed have the gift, we need you to protect him and bring him to us. Lord knows what are enemies will do to get a hold of someone like that." He answered.

The girl sat there for a minute letting it sink in. Since she was the youngest and closest to his age it makes sense for her to go and try to gain his trust but why not just have her learn what is gift is exactly instead of taking him to the organization. She would ask this to the man but she knew he wouldn't answer.

"When do I start?" "As soon as possible. Everything is arranged. The train will take you there and food and living conditions will be taken care of by the school. All your stuff will be sent over so don't worry." The man said. The girl nods. She knew this of course but decided to amuse herself. The man passes her a passport, Id, bag of clothes, and  ticket to board the train. They got up and both walked different ways. 

The girl walked to train carrying the bag. She couldn't help but chuckle as she hands the conductor her ticket and sit down at her roomette. She looks at her Id she got. The Id read as

Name:Olivia Smith 

Birthday:5/16

Birthplace: Liverpool, England

Age:16

The Id had her real age and birthday but have false name and birth place which made her laugh. She couldn't help it, she just find it funny.

She took out her bed and lay down, the trip is going to take forever so she decided to take a nap. She wished that she brought a book to help with the trip but all well. She closed her eyes and drifted of to sleep