The Wielders

== Prologue ==
The girl had been in hiding for as long as she could remember. Weeks. Months. Maybe even a year had passed by. She couldn’t have them find her- she’d surely be killed, or worse, wiped.
Please, please, please don’t let them find me…
She tucked a strand of her lavender hair behind her ear and tried her best to blend in with the surroundings. She could hear footsteps from the other side of the room she was hiding in. Nervously, she ducked behind a bale of hay, trying her best not to make any noise. That would be a task, considering the ridiculous amount of dust in the room.
Just as she felt she was safe, she heard faint whispers. They're here, she thought. I'm gonna die today.
“Cmon, she has to be somewhere in here!”
"I can’t wait until we get our hands on that little grub!”
“Those powers will sell for a fortune!”
"Shh, we have to be quiet before we wipe the kid-”
The girl sat there nervously, wondering how she could get out. Then it hit her. She remembered how to blink out of sight for a minute or two. Cautiously, she held her breath, ready to turn invisible…
“Not so fast!” a voice shouted. The girl froze in fear. Did the blink even work? she wondered. Am I about to die?
An awkward silence followed for a few seconds.
“I’ve searched literally everywhere, and I just can’t seem to find the stupid grub!” the same voice shouted. “Why don’t we check elsewhere?”
The others nodded in agreement, leaving the house barely in time for the blink to stop working.
The girl sighed in relief. She was safe for another day.