CHAPTER ONE
The wind howled like a roaring lion as the waves crashed upon the water slickened rocks of the beach. Above on the ledge stood a young woman that was cast out by her community. She was alone now and she wanted to die. So she took another step to the ledge that would end her life. She could taste the salt water upon her tongue, she could smell the wind as it brought sweet smells of roses to her nostrils.
Her brown hair waved in the wind as the rain began to fall to the ground in numbers. Now thoroughly soaked she cried for a life that was taken from her. Today she would die by the hands of the cold water and never know of the life she would leave behind. Of the pain, anger and hurt that would forever bind her to this place.
The waves crashed again and again over the white sands that covered the beach, which fell under to the aggression of the defying waters. Soon there would be no beach left as the water moved further up upon the rocky ledge.
The woman knew it was time to go and so closed her eyes and stepped forward. Her pain had sliced right through her heart and the pain burned deep inside her core, but something happened, unknown to her and she was pulled away from the ledge in one swift movement. She opened her eyes in anguish and fear and struggled to be set free. But whoever held her, their strong arms would never let go until she calmed and cooled herself from pain. Their deep musky smell was almost overpowering like an expensive foreign cologne. The smell almost made her swoon, yet in her frustration she gritted her teeth in anger.
"Let me go." she said in anger and tried to pry the hands off about her waist. The hands were soft but rough to her small petite ones. But the hands remained and she became frustrated as she was led further away from the ledge and her death.
"Let go!" she cried and the tears fell from her blue eyes as she struggled to fall to the ground. But it was the voice behind her that would make her stop in her tracks and make her wonder who had saved her life.
"I cannot let you go Shiara. Fore I am your lover, your friend, your life. I shall take you to a land that has no pain and you will live your life with no hate, no pain, no death."
Shiara shook her head and her eyes began to burn as she finally removed his hands from about her waist. She turned to him and calmly said, "But I've made up my mind. I am ready to die."
The man stepped out towards her and removed his cloak from his head. His short spiked brown hair waved in the wind as he looked up to her, showing off his blue eyes. His eyes were intense as he gazed upon her beauty.
"I am Nikko Rumann and I am here for you."
Shiara took a step back and tried to turn to run, but Nikko grabbed her soft small hands and pulled her to him.
Now against his chest she was, held by a man that stole her heart. Her fear and pain seemed to disappear as he kissed her neck ever so tenderly.
"You are mine and I am yours." he said and she began to feel a faint spell of surprise as the world began to spin about her. She closed her eyes and felt the ground fall from her feet, but to no avail would she open her eyes to see to where she would go.
The wind blew in her hair as she felt limp in the stranger's arms. She knew that wherever they would go, happiness had to be somewhere. Her heart fluttered and sighed as she opened her eyes to gaze into his. The smells around her were of delight, she could taste the roses upon her tongue and in her nose as he smiled and stroked her cheek, caressing it as soft as a kitten's fur. She knew that something felt odd to her, unknown and foreign. Her heart felt something that she truly did not know of, but she knew that in the end, her heart would reveal the secret that was kept so hidden inside.
She closed her eyes and sighed, she knew that her life was about to change. What was she feeling, what was this strange and exciting feeling, she felt so deep inside? Was it love or happiness, was it a feeling that everyone felt in one's life? Was it the feeling her mother felt when she met her father?
Tears brimmed her eyes as she remembered her parents. They had loved her until she had gone to the ledge and laid with a man and gotten pregnant. She also felt the hurt she felt when they turned their backs on her. And so she knew what love and hate had tasted like and now she would learn of love and happiness from a man that was a stranger. The baby was buried in the hills, far from the village she came, she would bear traces of her hard labor as she cried one last time for her daughter, her life.
"Are we almost there mi amor?" she asked, shocked by how she spoke.
"Yes. Soon you will know of a world unlike the one you lived in for so long."
The breeze was upon her soft skin, the warm touch so inviting as they came to a world of beauty. The skies were bluer then any ocean and the grass, greener then any field she ever seen. The roses grew in vines as flowers of unknown origin spoke about her. The taste was so inviting, a taste of chocolate upon a cake was inside her. "What is this place?" Shiara asked.
"This is Atlanticka. My home." he said and turned to her.
The fireflies danced upon the sky as the sun began to set behind crystal mountains. Shiara widened her eyes in grateful delight as Nikko took her hand and led her down a rose covered path, leading to the great city of Atlanticka.
"It is so peaceful here." she murmured as a bird landed softly upon her arm. "And the animals are so kind."
"There is no danger, no fear here. Just love and happiness. We all live in one perfect harmony." he told her so and she smiled in response to his kind words.
They walked down the soft gold-covered paths and watched the water lilies open and close as the sun set upon the horizon. The land changed as they walked further into the wilds of roses.
"How much further to Atlanticka?" Shiara asked, stroking her arms as a chill went around her.
"Not far love. A few more feet and we are there."
They rounded a bend in the path and Shiara's eyes widened in shock. The palace was in glass and emeralds and beauty was all around it. Water falls cascaded is colors of the rainbow about the palace as the two young people made their way to the ruby gates.
Two guards stood at the gates as Shiara and Nikko came to them.
"Tuya gamya Ghumang, Therna." Hello there Ghumang and Therna.
"Thefe deda ni Nikko." Welcome home Sir Nikko.
"Huma goi?" Can I come in?" Nikko said and squeezed Shiara's hand.
Ghumang nodded and opened the gates for the two.
They walked in and Nikko nodded. Shiara looked around in amazement as animals of all kinds cluttered the streets with people of all nationalities. The smells of fresh bread and pastries were all around her.
"Who are all these people?" Shiara asked as a woman with long purple hair bowed to her.
"They are the Atlantickians and we are all of one people." "But that can't be, can it?"
Nikko stopped and turned to her, he took her hands into his and looked into her eyes.
"Here we are one with the Earth and we have no nationalities like on Earth."
Shiara nodded, but she had not quite gotten what he meant.
They walked further along the main road before stopping in front of a beautiful white crystal house.
"Who lives here?" Shiara asked as she peered closely to the crystal.
"I do." Nikko said, opening the door and walking in.
"It's beautiful."
"All homes here are beautiful. In design and in comfort."
They entered the house and Shiara was drawn to the fine art and furniture. She traced the painting and felt the roughness of the paper under her fingers.
"These are ancient! How did you get them?" she inquired.
"When people leave their homes in the old times, objects they loved were place with them. Many of these things were buried with me and my family over the years."
Shiara looked at him oddly. She knew that time stood still here but how old was Nikko really?
"I'm 200 years old Shiara and there is no need to talk to yourself. We can all hear your thoughts. Please share as much as you can here."
"I'm sorry. I am not use to this place."
"Soon you will be. You will be sent to the University to learn of our ways and when you complete your mission, you will be set up in your own home and become an Atlantickian."
Shiara nodded and sat in a chair that was close to her. The chair was made of gold and wood and was ever so soft and smooth under her. The room began to spin as she closed her eyes and tried to still the room.
"Nikko.." she said and hurdled to the floor, passing out.
Nikko kneeled next to her and stroked her soft curly hair, he then bent over her and picked her up. She was soft and warm in his arms and he knew that he was in love. He carried her into the guest bedroom and laid her upon the silk covers of the bed. He stroked her hair and pulled the covers up upon her body, before leaving the room and closing the door behind him.
He walked into the kitchen and began to prepare food for both he and Shiara when she woke. He pulled out the black pot and placed it upon the fire in the fireplace. The aroma of burning wood soon filled the air as he poured cold water in and went over to start cutting up vegetables and meat for the stew. In the small pot he prepared a gravy for the pie he would make once dinner was done.
The food was cooking, the smells of basil and beef stirred in the air and Nikko opened a window into the warm lit night. Stars glittered in the bluish sky as meteors and stars flew to and fro. A rainbow was to the east as clouds of reds and greens moved lazily to the west. Night here was so mystical and he remembered the first time here and watching the sky. He was amazed by the beauty that was held here and he knew that life would not be the same for him.
"I wish Shiara could see this. She would understand so much." he whispered and a small noise from behind him made him turn.
There by the entryway to the kitchen was Shiara. She looked tired but a small smile played on her lips.
"You want me to see something Nikko?" she asked and smiled.
He nodded and smiled. "Come here love."
She moved gracefully upon the wooden floor and came into his soft embrace. They walked together to the window and she became astonished by the sky.
"How can this be? It's like a painting."
"Sometimes it is. The sky is our drawing board for our dreams. Whatever we dream of, it is shown out there."
"Wow. Is it safe to walk out there?" she asked.
Nikko nodded, "It has always been safe to walk at night. Though right now dinner is almost ready." He could taste the sweet aroma of the stew upon his tongue.
Shiara turned to him and smiled, "You cook?"
"Indeed I do. Have to. No one cooks for others unless you are new to Atlanticka."
"I can't cook very well. My hands are too shaky and I am too nervous. What will come of me?" she asked as she sat at the small wooden table.
"The Cookstress will teach you. You will learn to adapt to our ways. It takes many time, but you have all the time in the world. You will also learn to make your own clothing and how to build things. No one does anything for any other."
"I guess I can do that." she said uneasily.
Nikko brought the food over and uncovered a loaf of bread, the smell of freshness hit Shiara's nose and she smiled in pleasant delight. "Stew night. I hope you like it."
"I should. I love stews that my mom made." she said and took a spoonful of the soup and tasted it. "Wow, this is way better. I love the taste of the oregano and basil in it."
Nikko beamed and placed the spoon out of her hand. "Prayer first, then we eat."
"Oh." Shiara said embarrassedly.
"It's ok, you didn't know."
They said a small prayer that went like this:
God take thee and bless thee food Grant our bellies the satisfaction we shall receive Honor our home with happiness and light As we love thee tonight and always..
Nikko opened his eyes and smiled, "Now we can eat." he said.
They ate in silence and Shiara enjoyed the meal indeed. She wanted to know so much of this world and wondered if anyone could love here.
"We can love." Nikko said and Shiara jumped.
"I forgot about that." she said, "Is there couples and children here like on Earth?"
Nikko nodded. "We have families that come here together."
"I don't mean that. I mean what if someone came here alone and fell in love?"
"Then it is impossible."
"Why?" "We have no feelings like that here."
Shiara bowed her head, "Oh." she said quietly.
"Why oh?"
"It's nothing."
Nikko looked at her oddly, "Why can't I read your mind now?"
"I guess I don't want you to hear my thoughts." she said and stood. "It is my secret that I will carry then." she left the kitchen and ran to the room she was in and closed the door behind her before weeping.
Nikko on the other hand sat in the chair and sighed. He knew having Shiara here would be different, but not like this.
"How can I give her peace when she is scared?" he asked and a voice answered to him.
"She is in love. In love with a man without feelings."
"Who is that man?" he asked.
"You Nikko Rumann. She loves you."
"That can't be."
"It is and that is why you cannot read her mind."
"She cannot love me. I am too old for she."
"If it is fate, time shall tell. Be her friend, her partner. Let her love you."
"I shall try, though I am scared."
"Don't be my son. She is in need of that love now."
"Then I shall give it." he agreed and left the kitchen to go to her room.
He knocked on the door and she sadly called out, "Yes?"
"May I come in?"
"If you like."
Nikko entered the room and walked over to her and embraced her small body. "I am sorry I hurt you love."
"Why can't you love me?" she sobbed and looked to the window and to the sky beyond.
"I cannot love, I don't remember how to. You must choose here or Earth Shiara. That is where you'll find true love."
Shiara shrugged out of his embrace and moved to the far side of the room and glared down to him. "Then I choose to go back Nikko. If I can't love you, I rather end my life on Earth and be damned." she cried.
Nikko stood there, not moving. He was shocked by her revelation. Here life was happy and true, but in this girl's heart there was none of it. What had happened to tear her like this? What beast had possessed her soul in a gripping way?
"Then I will escort you back in the morning." he said in resignation.
"I want to go now Nikko. I will not wait."
Nikko's shoulders collapsed and all color drained from his face. This wasn't to happen, not now, not ever.
"We'll go now." he said and went to the door and opened it. But there in the way was the goddess Haritta and god Sweven adorned in robes of silk and gold.
"My gods." Nikko said and bowed.
"We have come for the girl." Sweven said, his long blond hair weaving in the air, his black eyes piercing the night. His 6'3 structure blocking the doorway to the small cottage.
Shiara stared at them and shook her head, "I am going back to Earth and you cannot stop me!" she yelled.
Haritta put her hand upon the girl's head and a bright light was seen, Shiara fell to the ground in a deep slumber's rest.
"We shall take her now Nikko. She will learn to adapt to our ways." Haritta said as she looked the child up and down with her violet eyes and tossed her short golden red curls from her face.
Nikko bowed again and lifted her up in his arms. He handed her to Sweven who then took her.
"I obey your wishes." he said and went to his knees.
"You are a kind heart Nikko Michael Rumann. Remember that always." Haritta said and they vanished into air.
Nikko stood and closed the door. He knew that he would not see Shiara for a very long time.
The wind howled like a roaring lion as the waves crashed upon the water slickened rocks of the beach. Above on the ledge stood a young woman that was cast out by her community. She was alone now and she wanted to die. So she took another step to the ledge that would end her life. She could taste the salt water upon her tongue, she could smell the wind as it brought sweet smells of roses to her nostrils.
Her brown hair waved in the wind as the rain began to fall to the ground in numbers. Now thoroughly soaked she cried for a life that was taken from her. Today she would die by the hands of the cold water and never know of the life she would leave behind. Of the pain, anger and hurt that would forever bind her to this place.
The waves crashed again and again over the white sands that covered the beach, which fell under to the aggression of the defying waters. Soon there would be no beach left as the water moved further up upon the rocky ledge.
The woman knew it was time to go and so closed her eyes and stepped forward. Her pain had sliced right through her heart and the pain burned deep inside her core, but something happened, unknown to her and she was pulled away from the ledge in one swift movement. She opened her eyes in anguish and fear and struggled to be set free. But whoever held her, their strong arms would never let go until she calmed and cooled herself from pain. Their deep musky smell was almost overpowering like an expensive foreign cologne. The smell almost made her swoon, yet in her frustration she gritted her teeth in anger.
"Let me go." she said in anger and tried to pry the hands off about her waist. The hands were soft but rough to her small petite ones. But the hands remained and she became frustrated as she was led further away from the ledge and her death.
"Let go!" she cried and the tears fell from her blue eyes as she struggled to fall to the ground. But it was the voice behind her that would make her stop in her tracks and make her wonder who had saved her life.
"I cannot let you go Shiara. Fore I am your lover, your friend, your life. I shall take you to a land that has no pain and you will live your life with no hate, no pain, no death."
Shiara shook her head and her eyes began to burn as she finally removed his hands from about her waist. She turned to him and calmly said, "But I've made up my mind. I am ready to die."
The man stepped out towards her and removed his cloak from his head. His short spiked brown hair waved in the wind as he looked up to her, showing off his blue eyes. His eyes were intense as he gazed upon her beauty.
"I am Nikko Rumann and I am here for you."
Shiara took a step back and tried to turn to run, but Nikko grabbed her soft small hands and pulled her to him.
Now against his chest she was, held by a man that stole her heart. Her fear and pain seemed to disappear as he kissed her neck ever so tenderly.
"You are mine and I am yours." he said and she began to feel a faint spell of surprise as the world began to spin about her. She closed her eyes and felt the ground fall from her feet, but to no avail would she open her eyes to see to where she would go.
The wind blew in her hair as she felt limp in the stranger's arms. She knew that wherever they would go, happiness had to be somewhere. Her heart fluttered and sighed as she opened her eyes to gaze into his. The smells around her were of delight, she could taste the roses upon her tongue and in her nose as he smiled and stroked her cheek, caressing it as soft as a kitten's fur. She knew that something felt odd to her, unknown and foreign. Her heart felt something that she truly did not know of, but she knew that in the end, her heart would reveal the secret that was kept so hidden inside.
She closed her eyes and sighed, she knew that her life was about to change. What was she feeling, what was this strange and exciting feeling, she felt so deep inside? Was it love or happiness, was it a feeling that everyone felt in one's life? Was it the feeling her mother felt when she met her father?
Tears brimmed her eyes as she remembered her parents. They had loved her until she had gone to the ledge and laid with a man and gotten pregnant. She also felt the hurt she felt when they turned their backs on her. And so she knew what love and hate had tasted like and now she would learn of love and happiness from a man that was a stranger. The baby was buried in the hills, far from the village she came, she would bear traces of her hard labor as she cried one last time for her daughter, her life.
"Are we almost there mi amor?" she asked, shocked by how she spoke.
"Yes. Soon you will know of a world unlike the one you lived in for so long."
The breeze was upon her soft skin, the warm touch so inviting as they came to a world of beauty. The skies were bluer then any ocean and the grass, greener then any field she ever seen. The roses grew in vines as flowers of unknown origin spoke about her. The taste was so inviting, a taste of chocolate upon a cake was inside her. "What is this place?" Shiara asked.
"This is Atlanticka. My home." he said and turned to her.
The fireflies danced upon the sky as the sun began to set behind crystal mountains. Shiara widened her eyes in grateful delight as Nikko took her hand and led her down a rose covered path, leading to the great city of Atlanticka.
"It is so peaceful here." she murmured as a bird landed softly upon her arm. "And the animals are so kind."
"There is no danger, no fear here. Just love and happiness. We all live in one perfect harmony." he told her so and she smiled in response to his kind words.
They walked down the soft gold-covered paths and watched the water lilies open and close as the sun set upon the horizon. The land changed as they walked further into the wilds of roses.
"How much further to Atlanticka?" Shiara asked, stroking her arms as a chill went around her.
"Not far love. A few more feet and we are there."
They rounded a bend in the path and Shiara's eyes widened in shock. The palace was in glass and emeralds and beauty was all around it. Water falls cascaded is colors of the rainbow about the palace as the two young people made their way to the ruby gates.
Two guards stood at the gates as Shiara and Nikko came to them.
"Tuya gamya Ghumang, Therna." Hello there Ghumang and Therna.
"Thefe deda ni Nikko." Welcome home Sir Nikko.
"Huma goi?" Can I come in?" Nikko said and squeezed Shiara's hand.
Ghumang nodded and opened the gates for the two.
They walked in and Nikko nodded. Shiara looked around in amazement as animals of all kinds cluttered the streets with people of all nationalities. The smells of fresh bread and pastries were all around her.
"Who are all these people?" Shiara asked as a woman with long purple hair bowed to her.
"They are the Atlantickians and we are all of one people." "But that can't be, can it?"
Nikko stopped and turned to her, he took her hands into his and looked into her eyes.
"Here we are one with the Earth and we have no nationalities like on Earth."
Shiara nodded, but she had not quite gotten what he meant.
They walked further along the main road before stopping in front of a beautiful white crystal house.
"Who lives here?" Shiara asked as she peered closely to the crystal.
"I do." Nikko said, opening the door and walking in.
"It's beautiful."
"All homes here are beautiful. In design and in comfort."
They entered the house and Shiara was drawn to the fine art and furniture. She traced the painting and felt the roughness of the paper under her fingers.
"These are ancient! How did you get them?" she inquired.
"When people leave their homes in the old times, objects they loved were place with them. Many of these things were buried with me and my family over the years."
Shiara looked at him oddly. She knew that time stood still here but how old was Nikko really?
"I'm 200 years old Shiara and there is no need to talk to yourself. We can all hear your thoughts. Please share as much as you can here."
"I'm sorry. I am not use to this place."
"Soon you will be. You will be sent to the University to learn of our ways and when you complete your mission, you will be set up in your own home and become an Atlantickian."
Shiara nodded and sat in a chair that was close to her. The chair was made of gold and wood and was ever so soft and smooth under her. The room began to spin as she closed her eyes and tried to still the room.
"Nikko.." she said and hurdled to the floor, passing out.
Nikko kneeled next to her and stroked her soft curly hair, he then bent over her and picked her up. She was soft and warm in his arms and he knew that he was in love. He carried her into the guest bedroom and laid her upon the silk covers of the bed. He stroked her hair and pulled the covers up upon her body, before leaving the room and closing the door behind him.
He walked into the kitchen and began to prepare food for both he and Shiara when she woke. He pulled out the black pot and placed it upon the fire in the fireplace. The aroma of burning wood soon filled the air as he poured cold water in and went over to start cutting up vegetables and meat for the stew. In the small pot he prepared a gravy for the pie he would make once dinner was done.
The food was cooking, the smells of basil and beef stirred in the air and Nikko opened a window into the warm lit night. Stars glittered in the bluish sky as meteors and stars flew to and fro. A rainbow was to the east as clouds of reds and greens moved lazily to the west. Night here was so mystical and he remembered the first time here and watching the sky. He was amazed by the beauty that was held here and he knew that life would not be the same for him.
"I wish Shiara could see this. She would understand so much." he whispered and a small noise from behind him made him turn.
There by the entryway to the kitchen was Shiara. She looked tired but a small smile played on her lips.
"You want me to see something Nikko?" she asked and smiled.
He nodded and smiled. "Come here love."
She moved gracefully upon the wooden floor and came into his soft embrace. They walked together to the window and she became astonished by the sky.
"How can this be? It's like a painting."
"Sometimes it is. The sky is our drawing board for our dreams. Whatever we dream of, it is shown out there."
"Wow. Is it safe to walk out there?" she asked.
Nikko nodded, "It has always been safe to walk at night. Though right now dinner is almost ready." He could taste the sweet aroma of the stew upon his tongue.
Shiara turned to him and smiled, "You cook?"
"Indeed I do. Have to. No one cooks for others unless you are new to Atlanticka."
"I can't cook very well. My hands are too shaky and I am too nervous. What will come of me?" she asked as she sat at the small wooden table.
"The Cookstress will teach you. You will learn to adapt to our ways. It takes many time, but you have all the time in the world. You will also learn to make your own clothing and how to build things. No one does anything for any other."
"I guess I can do that." she said uneasily.
Nikko brought the food over and uncovered a loaf of bread, the smell of freshness hit Shiara's nose and she smiled in pleasant delight. "Stew night. I hope you like it."
"I should. I love stews that my mom made." she said and took a spoonful of the soup and tasted it. "Wow, this is way better. I love the taste of the oregano and basil in it."
Nikko beamed and placed the spoon out of her hand. "Prayer first, then we eat."
"Oh." Shiara said embarrassedly.
"It's ok, you didn't know."
They said a small prayer that went like this:
God take thee and bless thee food Grant our bellies the satisfaction we shall receive Honor our home with happiness and light As we love thee tonight and always..
Nikko opened his eyes and smiled, "Now we can eat." he said.
They ate in silence and Shiara enjoyed the meal indeed. She wanted to know so much of this world and wondered if anyone could love here.
"We can love." Nikko said and Shiara jumped.
"I forgot about that." she said, "Is there couples and children here like on Earth?"
Nikko nodded. "We have families that come here together."
"I don't mean that. I mean what if someone came here alone and fell in love?"
"Then it is impossible."
"Why?" "We have no feelings like that here."
Shiara bowed her head, "Oh." she said quietly.
"Why oh?"
"It's nothing."
Nikko looked at her oddly, "Why can't I read your mind now?"
"I guess I don't want you to hear my thoughts." she said and stood. "It is my secret that I will carry then." she left the kitchen and ran to the room she was in and closed the door behind her before weeping.
Nikko on the other hand sat in the chair and sighed. He knew having Shiara here would be different, but not like this.
"How can I give her peace when she is scared?" he asked and a voice answered to him.
"She is in love. In love with a man without feelings."
"Who is that man?" he asked.
"You Nikko Rumann. She loves you."
"That can't be."
"It is and that is why you cannot read her mind."
"She cannot love me. I am too old for she."
"If it is fate, time shall tell. Be her friend, her partner. Let her love you."
"I shall try, though I am scared."
"Don't be my son. She is in need of that love now."
"Then I shall give it." he agreed and left the kitchen to go to her room.
He knocked on the door and she sadly called out, "Yes?"
"May I come in?"
"If you like."
Nikko entered the room and walked over to her and embraced her small body. "I am sorry I hurt you love."
"Why can't you love me?" she sobbed and looked to the window and to the sky beyond.
"I cannot love, I don't remember how to. You must choose here or Earth Shiara. That is where you'll find true love."
Shiara shrugged out of his embrace and moved to the far side of the room and glared down to him. "Then I choose to go back Nikko. If I can't love you, I rather end my life on Earth and be damned." she cried.
Nikko stood there, not moving. He was shocked by her revelation. Here life was happy and true, but in this girl's heart there was none of it. What had happened to tear her like this? What beast had possessed her soul in a gripping way?
"Then I will escort you back in the morning." he said in resignation.
"I want to go now Nikko. I will not wait."
Nikko's shoulders collapsed and all color drained from his face. This wasn't to happen, not now, not ever.
"We'll go now." he said and went to the door and opened it. But there in the way was the goddess Haritta and god Sweven adorned in robes of silk and gold.
"My gods." Nikko said and bowed.
"We have come for the girl." Sweven said, his long blond hair weaving in the air, his black eyes piercing the night. His 6'3 structure blocking the doorway to the small cottage.
Shiara stared at them and shook her head, "I am going back to Earth and you cannot stop me!" she yelled.
Haritta put her hand upon the girl's head and a bright light was seen, Shiara fell to the ground in a deep slumber's rest.
"We shall take her now Nikko. She will learn to adapt to our ways." Haritta said as she looked the child up and down with her violet eyes and tossed her short golden red curls from her face.
Nikko bowed again and lifted her up in his arms. He handed her to Sweven who then took her.
"I obey your wishes." he said and went to his knees.
"You are a kind heart Nikko Michael Rumann. Remember that always." Haritta said and they vanished into air.
Nikko stood and closed the door. He knew that he would not see Shiara for a very long time.