I came up with this Idea out of the blue... So I don't know how this will turn out.
It was the 23rd centaury on what we had once known as earth, but now known as Skyland.
Saitei was outside in the open of what looked like a wasteland, her brown hair, which was once bouncy and bright as the sun was now dull and only something that was hanging down on her cheeks, her eyes which were an abnormal silver, were now just a dull grey in this gloomy atmosphere. She looked around at the life as she knew it.
This wasteland area never always looked like this, but neither Saitei. As Saitei remembered this was once a beautiful field full of flowers, always frolicking with animals and children, it was very peaceful, never disrupted by the harmfulness of war, poverty and plain cruelty, but all good things must come to an end.
That's when the sphere came, they took this world for granted and practically destroyed it, and this piece of land was once owned by proud pirates who resisted and this was the result.
Sadly, this land's past, was just as horrifying as Saitei's past herself. Ever since the attack of the Sphere's they also took the children who were 'special' and the parents who resisted were killed, Saitei was not much of a 'special' child, she never even knew why they were interested in the 'special' children. But regardlessly, she was taken herself.
The memories of her past started to creep up, breaking her thought, causing her to grasp her head, as if the pain of those moments were actually pain. She soon let go of herself and put herself together, she looked around once more and sighed. She never asked for this, but so did the others.
She huddled up on the ground, where there once was a playground, equipped with swing and slides and other playground equipment. She wished so much for her life back; she would've given anything to even have just the playground restored or just to have her parents back.
She knew she couldn't stay here as long as she was, she was still being chased by 'them.' She shooked herself out of her thoughts and stood up, she took out a pendant which hung around her neck. It looked like a small water skin made out of gold with vine carvings, it was no bigger than her hand. She popped the lid open and put her hand ten centimetres from the open lid…
…water flowed out of the lid and up to her hand.
R&R!!