Authoress' note: Hehe I guess I lied. But I guess you guys are lucky cuz' you get to read it and not wait for me to finish the story. I figure that I might get new ideas for the story and I can't change it if it's already written.Well I'll shut up now and please review.
Full Summary: So much has happened in the world of Titeran. Things come and go, and evolution and change occurs, some for the better and some for the worst. The Governor rules as a tyrannical dictator, oppressing the weak and poor. Those who secretly fight against the governor call themselves the Rebel. Rumors have it that the Governor has a secret weapon that is capable of wiping millions .The Rebel leader was suppose to destroy the governor's secret weapon. What happens when the weapon is not what he expected?
Prologue
Once upon a time…Happily ever after…most stories begin and end like this either word for word or just in the same concept. This story, however, begins and ends much differently, but then again maybe not. The story itself will tell.
My Mother, whom I'm sure everyone is familiar with, told me of a time when humans once lived in harmony with all creatures of Nature. Then everything changed. A plague erupted and spread through the hearts of humans. The plague as my Mother explained, did not plant anything but rather awakened what lay deep in the chambers of the human heart. She explained that everything is balanced and must be kept that way in order for things to be in harmony, no chaos. As a guardian, my Mother must keep things in harmony not because it is her duty but because she cares for the survival of the creatures.
As time passed by, the plague grew stronger and stronger while my Mother became weaker and weaker to the point where she became helpless and could only provide protection for her children and our home, the last remaining real forest.
The humans evolved. They created their own technology, their own world, and even their own creations that once only Nature could make. "They have forgotten," my Mother would always whisper when we look through our window and into the human world. Indeed they have forgotten, but as I observed them, I … I don't know what it was but I felt… I felt as if they were calling for help; help to get rid of the plague that befell them.
I'll never forget that day, the day when it all began and when everything ended. It was when the strangely dressed men invaded our home and some humans along with their young tried to protect us.
I was separated from my Mother and my brothers and sisters, and everything I held dear to my heart, but one thing is certain, I'll never forget those amethyst eyes.
