Blue Kitsune: Hey everyone what's up, I know lately I have been on hiatus with my stories and so far I'm debating between giving them to someone else or just rewriting them from scratch and asking if anyone is interest. Right now I'm working on this one and basically based off the movie which I thought was great even if others did not, but you know what, to each their own. I wanted to think if there was a chance, what if there was another character to the story and how would it have been. I hope everyone likes and please review to let me know what they think.

Also I do not own John Carter or disney but the character you are about to read about is made from my own mind so read and review!

Journey to Barsoom

Prologue

It was very peaceful around this time, when things were more settled down once the sun had finally set over the vast landscape. Its' fading light dyed the sand a deep crimson red like the color of blood. The two moons were shining brightly in the sky above and illuminating with a fierce glow that it made the area more easily noticeable after it got dark.

Lying out within the desert terrain, there was a large settlement that stood with spiraling towers and huge buildings as far beyond the eye could see. It was mostly made up of ruins yet were in the process of being rebuilt as construction was littered about the area.

Many of the architects were ancient yet there were those who still resided within those crumbling walls as well in the tents that were spread about in the area.

Not many were about as some had already turned in for the night and everyone now resting for the day to come tomorrow. The remaining few were at their posts but sure that nothing was to happen but still the guards remain on their watch as good soldiers would do when they are to protect their homeland from any invaders who dare try.

Yet up inside one of the towering structures that overlook the entire square from above, a certain figure was watching them as they were. She had been up there for quite a while now, having come in between right as everyone made to retire earlier that day and had been mostly gazing down at those that were moving about the perimeter while having a lot on her mind that day.

She was a young woman around her early twenties with light color skin that would slightly darken to a more coppery tone while she spend long hours out in the sun. Her long blond hair was shimmering like molten gold in the faint moonlight. She had pulled it back in a high ponytail but a few wavy strands fell loose and some obscured and were frame around her heart-shaped face.

But the most alluring thing about her unique appearance would have to be her eyes. They were not simply of one color but of two and set in each eye. The right eye was a bright green that shone like a polished emerald while the other was a startling deep blue that others would say was like what the sea had once been so long ago on these desert planet. She was used to people staring at her when they see her going by on the street, whether it was here or in the capital but she had gotten use to them after they saw she stood out amongst the crowd like a shining beacon. She was the only one amongst them out of all those residing on this red planet.

She sigh as she pulled herself away and then went to resume what she was doing beforehand. She had come up here for a reason and since it had been a while since she had last had it in her grasp and knew was somewhere inside this very room.

She took a moment to look around her surrounding and saw mostly books and documents and other objects scattered about the room. Some were lying out by the desk or sitting on the shelves that stood to the walls. The last time she had it she had placed it on one of those and went to go start there. She lifted the candle up towards the nearest shelf and reading the worn leather spines on each book, reading the familiar titles on them until she found 'it' and pulled it out. She carried the book towards the desk where her writing utensils and papers and notes were scattered.

The journal had been a gift given to her almost about five years or so and had made use to write down what she could, her thoughts, opinions, everything. Yet the pages she had written were what had happened long before she had received this book and took her some time to finish writing in there everything.

She thought of the many times she would sit behind the desk, with a pen pose in one hand and held towards her lips as she try to think of what to write next while flipping through the pages and hearing them crinkle slightly as they turn, taking her sweet time to write out her thoughts. To put them down into words on the blank spots that was waiting to be filled.

The room was slightly cold but then again the nights here always were, which is why she made sure to have on a shawl to keep the chill at bay.

She was sitting there with only the flickering of a burning candlelight that gave just enough light for her to see. She took a moment to stop briefly in her search and smile when she read some of the passages she wrote earlier on. She was thinking of how it all started for her while she read the words there.

…It seem so long ago when it happen and sometimes I don't know where to begin.

It feels like almost a hundred years has past since then and yet it hasn't been that very long. But to me it seems that way and perhaps to others who understand how it feels once they read this.

She recall when she wrote that. It had been perhaps about a year ago or so as she put that down in there, almost longer when she had eventually decided to go and do this. She turn her attention towards the sky and looking to the two moons shimmering white and her mind wandering off to the far off vast planes within her head.

She flip towards the first page and reading the words she had written and saw the illusive red lettering and strange dialect she decide to go for instead of what she had been used to way back then. Perhaps one day she eventually write it in the other language so that they may know where she originated from.

After all one does not simply come to find where they are without fully explaining to the readers what it's about. Everyone knows that with each beginning, there was an ending and with each ending there was always a new beginning.

But she knew what the words were and wanting to look back to how it all started.

'My name is Evelyn Carter and what I'm about to tell you is so unbelievable that you would think us mad. But not for my uncle and I, it was all very real and that is why I'm telling you my side of the story.

For the last few years I have decide to recount the events that has happened since we got here and have manage up to this point to detail everything that my uncle and I had experience when we arrive on Barsoom or as people back home would call it 'Mars'.

Others having also been involved and allowing me to also record what they had thought during this duration and will hopefully be able to see what we had all experience at that time.

This tale begins in 1868, thirteen years ago when I was traveling down the Arizona Territory between the Pinaleno Mountains and the backside of Hell with my uncle, the legendary John Carter who I shall note has gone by many different names over time but will be refer to as simply Carter.

The two of us had been on a search of gold but would be finding something far beyond anything we could've ever imagine in either of our lifetimes...this is our story, our legacy…'

Yes for it was indeed their legacy that she write this, not just for them but for everyone involved that time and record almost everything to memory as well as asking those who played a major part in here.

This was to be her memento when she eventually passed on into the next life. She closed her eyes and let her mind also wander back to that very moment when it all happened.