Chapter One: A Visit to Calcutta
After twenty years of hiding and being alone Helen decided to make connections with the human race once more. The gut feeling told her she should go to Calcutta and she hadn't questioned it. The land was full of dying souls and they would need her help.
When she entered Calcutta she forced herself to take a deep breath. The natural features of Calcutta may be beautiful, but she did smell so much misery, frustration, and fear. This sharp contrast could break anyone's heart.
The twilight sky was a beautiful deep shade of purple and blue. The stars are twinkling softly and the lights from buildings are shining brightly with a crisp, gold hue. However, Helen tried to take no notice of the hypnotizing view as she jogged to the task at hand. She can feel the clock ticking and she sprinted even harder without gasping for breath or breaking a sweat.
Ten minutes later she was in front of a drab tent and knew this is where she needed to be. She moved the flap and entered. A doctor in his late twenties was hovering over a sick and crazed boy who kept flinging his arms and screaming. The young man looked at Helen with brown eyes that screamed for help. "Miss, could you please hold this kid down while I fetch a syringe?! I can't get him to stay calm!"
Helen nodded instead of answering because she didn't know how she would sound after twenty years of not uttering a word.
"Great!" the man shouted. The man shoved the screaming boy in Helen's arms and dashed away for the medication.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh…" the boy suddenly quieted as he listened to Helen…singing the same song his mother sang to him as a baby… "How does she know my song?" the boy thought to himself.
"Are you alright?" Helen finally spoke. "What caused you to scream so much?"
"I have dreams…of a giant snake rising from that ocean," the boy pointed in the direction of the waters. "It was going to eat us and squeeze the world."
Helen felt an unexplainable alarm in her, but it quickly went away as tried to find why she felt it. "Do you know what you need?" Helen asked him. The boy shook his head. "You need a hero. You can be a hero by showing those monsters what kindness means, because even monsters have nightmares."
The boy gave her a confused look. "How will that help me?"
Helen showed a look in her eyes of a twenty year old memory that will forever haunt her. "If you also kill, then you are no better than that monster."
