Chapter 1 "Radha Krsna Temple"

Wesley could never forget that last moment he saw his mother before he beamed down to Dorvan V, with the traveler. He looked straight into her eyes, not quite knowing what he was going to get himself into, bending space and time to enter new planes of existence. How all of this was going to happen was a mystery to him.

It was a mystery to the rest of the universe, he thought to himself.

His mother had told him that the traveler said that he was special. He was special, like Mozart. He wasn't entirely sure what that meant, but he would soon be made all too aware of his destiny.

"No more secrets, all is free." The traveler whispered as they leaf Dorvan V behind.

Less than a second later, they were on an entirely different planet. It was a familiar planet…but it took him a minute to realize this was Earth.

It was India, to be more specific, but the India of the distant past. The traveler spoke up again as they gazed up into the towering trees, "This is Earth, in your year 1971. Over there is the Radha Krsna Temple."

Wesley looked to the traveler, but not on any solid, real level that can be achieved by any normal human eyes. Certainly not through those who had not been enlightened in the twentieth century. No, this was obviously much more than he had ever dreamed.

"Tell me, why are we here? What do we have to do here?" He asked with his mind and soul

"…There are no more secrets, all is free, Hare Krishna."

This left Wesley even more confused. "I thought that religion were just myths."

The answer came after a tense minute of silence, "Even the most outrageous myths, even destructive ones like what was formerly known on your planet as Christianity, have some basis in real life."

"What you are is the most real of all…and you yourself don't realize that."

"I don't understand…"

"You will, you see, Wesley, we are in the presence of a legend."

Standing just a few meters away from them, chanting the names of the Hindu gods, was George Harrison. He was in deep meditation.

He slowly opened his eyes, and saw the traveler slowly walking towards him.

"I understand." He mumbled.

George put his hand on Wesley's forehead, and once again, he was transported to another time and place.

He was plunged out of the light and into the darkness. The room was pitch black, except for a small hole in the ceiling that radiated the white, burning sunlight. A second later, two people were in the room with him. Breaking the deafening silence, the traveler spoke…

"Come on out, Ulquiorra…"

To Be Continued.