"Ugh..."

"What is it Flora?" Bloom asked her friend.

"The one day I forget my lunch and the school closes their salad bar... I can't eat this stuff, it's grease covered, chemically produced... stuff." Flora squirmed.

"Then lets head to the cafe. Stella took Tecna and Musa with her back to her house, so it can just be the two of us." Bloom smiled.

"That sounds fabulous, thanks Bloom." Flora returned the smile.

Bloom and Flora had been friends since preschool, and had been absolutely inseperable through Middle School. High School was no different, they had one another in almost half of their classes, and Flora would give Bloom a ride home from school since she couldn't drive yet. Because of the other three girls it was difficult for the two to have much other time to themselves, but when the opportunity arose they almost always took it.

They arrived at Flora's favorite place to eat out, the Grassy Knole Cafe. It was her favorite because everything there was naturally grown in a garden in front of the cafe.

Their lunch was brief but satisfying, and they were back in class with just minutes to spare.

-ALPHEA CITY; 4PM NEWSCAST.

"In other news, the South American ruins have suprised excavators yet again, when they discovered a warrior burial site. We have ARN Reporter Daneil Rodgers with further details."

"Thanks Delia. Behind me is the dig site where young scientist Edgar Fontz and Professor Bernard Schnider discovered the burial site." He pointed up to a hilltop and the camera man zoomed in. "This was as close as we could get, but up there is the hillside where the grave site was found." The camera panned back out to show the reporter. "With us we have the scientist who found the grave site, Mr. Edgar Fontz. Can you tell us what happened Mr. Fontz?"

"Well, at first I was surprised. When I had come across one part of the slab, I was elated, and hoped there was more. But what I'd unearthed the whole thing, I was nothing short of astounded! Our group had never found anything as big as this in decades!" He chuckled. "Then something happened, something that we still aren't able to explain." He paused and cleared his throat. "While the professor and I were discussing the grave site, the tomb began to crack. It was... slow at first, then it just burst open. I had to push the professor aside to save his life and mine."

"What happened after that?" The reporter asked. It was obvious that he was curious as well, and that he wasn't putting on a ruse for the cameras.

"There was this... this incredibly bright, powerful light... I can't be too sure what it was, but I swear I saw something inside the light." He paused. "I looked to the professor for a brief moment to make sure he was alright, but when I looked back the light had vanished, and left nothing there besides the digsite and the coffins where the bodies were kept. We've been investigating them since." Edgar finished.

"Wow. Just a fantastic discovery for history." he turned back to the camera. "This is Daniel Rodgers reporting live from South America. Deila."

"Thank you for that exciting report Daneil. Now onto the local weather forecast..."

"Wow can you believe that?" Tecna asked.

"Believe what? That after 2 weeks we still haven't got any rain?" Musa asked.

"No... that they've found a burial site." She smiled widely. "In the same area where they found that story I read to you all the other night."

"So? The theory on that is that it was just a crackpot, you don't honestly think those were heavenly warriors themselves?" Musa arched an eyebrow.

"How do you explain a bright light, and then there being nothing in the graves?" Tecna asked.

"Uh.. a delusional digger who spent too much time in the heat and had a light breakfast?" Musa proposed. "Look don't get your hopes up. Something as ludicrous as that can't be true."

"Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it can't be real." Tecna smiled knowingly.

-SOMEWHERE IN MIDDLE AMERICA; 4:32PM

"This world is strange..."

"It's only been three million years, Darcy."

"You honestly were expecting it not to change?"

"Silence, I was merely observing our surroundings." Protested Darcy.

"Still, this world does not look to be in peril..."

"Perhaps not iminent peril, Stormy. Perhaps this time we are meant to stop peril from happening?" Darcy mused.

"It is possible, but... the last time we were brought about we came at the last possible moment." Stormy said.

"Perhaps we are here to stop peril but... Don't you two feel that we have been given much less knowledge then last time?"

"Yes, that I agree with. Icy, what do you propose we do?" Darcy asked.

"We go forth into this new world... we cannot stay out here in this desert, we may perish ourselves." Icy said.

"We cannot perish, we are immortal? Or did three million years in slumber perhaps drain you of you common senses" Darcy chuckled.

"Silence. We must learn to blend in here, I get that feeling from the gods above... Surely you two feel it as well?"

"I do, though... where do we travel?" Darcy asked.

"We shall continue North. As the sun sets in the west, we will be able to only travel for a while more." Icy said.

"Why only until sundown? Why not into the night? The North star can guide us forth." Stormy protested.

"Maybe... we do not know if the gods have yet to take the North Star for their own though... Perhaps we should travel until sundown, and try and find mankind in that time... and learn from them." Darcy replied.

"It is settled then. Let us proceed on our journey, and may it lead us away from this desolate place..."

Day had quickly turned to night, and the trio had still not found any signs of mankind. Though it was evident they were nearing somewhere, as the endless sand dunes eventually gave way to rocks, and some light vegetation.

"We have found no signs of man... and The North Star has vanished." Darcy sighed.

"Then we will take refuge here for the evening." Icy said.

"Where? There is nothing here, Icy!" Stormy shouted, obviously irritated from having gotten absolutely nowhere by traveling North.

"We cannot keep traveling in the dark, there is nothing to indicate North!" Darcy defended.

"Why not keep moving? If we stray East or West we will know by sunrise." Stormy growled.

"Stormy, we have been walking since before the sun was at it's zenith, we are tired. We must rest, we don't want to meet the new world tired now do we?" Icy said.

"Well-"

"Hello? Is someone out there?" A small lantern was approaching them.

"Who goes there?" Icy shouted to the figure as they neared.

The figure, now only a few feet away stopped. It was a man, tanned by the sun, with obviously light colored hair. "You dress oddly for living in this part of the country." Then he snapped his fingers. "Ah! I bet you guys are travelers! Let me guess... you're from Italy? Or maybe France?"

"Er..." Icy faltered. "I believe... we are lost?" She said uncertainly. "Yes, we have misplaced ourselves somehow, could you help us?" She smiled.

"Well... I guess. I mean, I'm staying at a friends place while I'm visiting Mexico, but what he doesn't know won't hurt him. If you wanna follow me I can take you to where I'm staying." He smiled. The trio nodded and followed him.

"You never answered my question, where are you three from? I've never seen people in clothes like yours around here." He said.

The three looked down at their wardrobes, and found that they were in what they were "buried" in. Gold-plated breast plates exposing their midriff, and a gold plated belt that hung lightly on their hips and dangled down four strips of fabric, two on the sides and one each in the back and front. They still had on their sandals with straps that went up to mid-shin.

Icy thought a moment. "Er.. we're from somewhere far away, someplace I don't believe you would have heard of." She spoke carefully, thankful that she managed to find something to say before the other two did.

"Oh, I get it. You guys are runaways!" He smiled. "Yeah, I'm sure of it. I ran away once, when I was ten... I hated my hometown so much I couldn't even think about the name without getting mad!" He laughed.

'I can't believe that worked...' Icy thought.

"Why not tell us about yourself?" Darcy asked.

"Hm? oh, I'm not that interesting. I'm here on a vacation from my job in the states, nothing too special." He shrugged.

"We seem to be fairly far from where you are staying, how did you spot us?"

He chuckled again. "Well, thats a bit funny. Your outfits kept reflecting the moonlight through my bedroom window while I was trying to sleep." He smirked. "Alright, my turn to ask a question. What are your names?"

"I'm Icy. She's Darcy, and this is Stormy." Icy introduced them.

"Nice names. I'm Clyde. Clyde Burnswell. I work in Alphea in a state-run government office." He smirked. "The job is quite boring, but I do get to take nice vacations like this once in a blue moon." He laughed. "We're here, I'm just gonna ask that you take your shoes off when we get in here, alright?" He smiled. The trio nodded, and they went inside.