Emily/Formora's pov
It been ten years since she woke up in that bedroom without any memories and her father took her in, raised her and taught her to be a warrior. When some of the males complained that a woman wasn't suppose to be a warrior that she tried even harder to prove them wrong. That she was just as capable as a man was to be a warrior, by the age of twelve that Formora was able to defeat every make her age as well as all the males two years old and younger than she was. When she was fifteen, that the worst thing happened to her, that she become a bodyguard of Jestiatic, of which everyone knows that really meant assassin. From the moment he made her his personal bodyguard that he used her as an assassin, Formora hated it and she hated the king. There was one ship that she was to use for her assignments if it took her off planet, after five years of doing the king's dirty work that Formora had enough. Though she never really did it, she just made it appear she did and her adopted father knew of what she was doing when she did the dirty work.
So Formora packed up all of her things in the last ten years that she really needed, like a few extra clothing, food, weapons and other things. She put the last of her things in hero ship when she heard someone enter her ship, Formora stood up and looked to the ramp to see who came onto her ship. She hoped it wasn't one of the other supposed bodyguards or worse the king, though the later was unlikely. Formora sighed in relief when she realize it was her father, out of all the ones that entered her ship that her father was the most likely one to come onto her ship. Considering of what she was doing at the moment that she prefer it was her father and not one of the bodyguards. All of the bodyguards, expect for herself, were loyal to the king and for,Ora has no idea of why those bodyguards were loyal to the king. Formora didn't say anything as she went to he bridge of where she pilots the ship and her father followed her there, like all Jestians her father was a blue leather shirt, blue leather pants, blue leather shoes and the silver necklace and blue crystal. As Formora sat down and ready the ship that her father spoke up.
"Leaving for good?" Formora signed when her father said that, she didn't bother to look back at him when she spoke.
"I don't have much to a reason to stay here. The only reason I eve came back was to talk and see you again this last five years. But that won't be enough in due time and soon." There was only silence when Formora said that, Formora remained where she was sitting. After a minute that her father sat down in the seat next to her before he spoke.
"I did expect that one day you would leave this planet and maybe never to return again." Formora looked over at her father, she remembered when she arrived at his house or sort of at least. It seems that she just appeared out of the air in that bedroom with no memories, of where she came from and how she got there was a mystery to them both.
"Why expect that?" Her father looked over at Formora, his face was sadden and it seemed like he did expected this day to come.
"I know you remember what happened that days you appeared or after you opened yours eyes. I know you know that you just appeared to which you did. However what i foaled to mention was that a bright golden light brought you here, not only that but you are not a Jestian." Formora was surprised by that fact.
"So I am a half Jestian than?"
"You are not one at all." Formora opened her mouth before she closed it again, than she managed to open it again and spoke.
"What am I than?" Her father sighed before he spoke.
"I would tell you but somehow, I feel that you are not suppose to know what you are really. I don't know why, but there was something odd about that golden light." Her father's eyes become distant as he seem to think back on that day. "I remember seeing that light and I felt odd, different in a sense. I am not sure how to put, I guess I felt calm and at peace. But there was something powerful about that light I saw the light coming form under the door, after the light faded that I entered and saw you laying there. After you opened eyes and said you had no memories that I somehow knew that you had a journey ahead of you. A journey that was like no other Jestian, I wanted to help you on that journey." His eyes focus as he looked at Formora carefully. "I am not sure what you are meant to do but I know you were not meant to stay here and you were to suppose to go around the galaxy." Formora looked out of the window towards the palace.
"I feel like I am meant to do more than just stay here or be an assassin." Formora looked up to the sky before going on. "Funny thing, at times it feels like I am in two places." Formora looked back at her father of who shook his head when she said that.
"That is just crazy." Formora smiled.
"So I have been told."
"No one even said that. The boys call you different because of what I taught you for the last ten years." Formora sighed, it happened again of where she said something like as if she said before but she never said it before or if what the other person said was never said in the first place.
"I hate it when that happens when I say something like I said it before because it seems that I heard something before."
"I have to admit that at a time like this that I swear that your memories have returned." Formora looked at her father of who lowered his head with a sad look on his face.
"Father." He looked up at Formora. "Look, I don't know who my parents were, even if I do get my memories back that I will still think of you as my father or one of two at least." Her father smiled lightly before he stood up.
"Look, you better go before anyone questions of what you are doing." Formora watched as her father walked out of the ship before she closed the door and went up into the sky. To start her journey, whatever that was and maybe, just maybe, learn of who she really was and how she landed on Jestiatic.
T'omas's pov
T'omas stood on the ramp of where Formora's ship was docked and he watched Formora as she flew the ship off of this planet. His heart ached as he watched Formora fly away, ever since the day that Formora become a bodyguard to the king that Formora seem to become he wasn't sure of what word to use. For there too many to put there, one could say that she become distant and cold, it was like she expected this to happen. He knew one day that Formora would leave but when, how and why was a mystery to him till now, honestly he wished that this day hadn't come. Even if it hadn't that he knew it would still come at some point, in many ways that he was glad that she left to have a better future hopefully. By in many more ways he was said, for he never fell in love and Formora was the only child he ever has or even could have. Even though he was on of the best warriors in the planet that he was one of the most lonely of them for no woman ever cared for him as a person. All of the women seem to fall for the warrior side of him not the side he wanted the women to see and in many ways he could see himself in Formora. More so as he trained in the past many years, that was why he was rather sad for he was losing the one thing that mattered the most to him and he would never see her again.
"You will see her again, T'omas." T'omas spun around and a woman stood there, a Terrain woman. She has light brown hair that was long and wavy that was halfway down her back, her eyes were pale blue and her skin was fair.
"Who are you? How do you know me and my daughter?"
"I am Hemera, terrain goddess of day. I am more of the Protogenos of Day. I know you and your daughter because I am the one that put your daughter in that bedroom that night." He looked at the woman, he didn't want to believe her but he knows that no Terrain has ever left their terrain expect for his daughter and apparently this woman. Even that piece of news was well known on Jestiatic, he never told anyone that his adopted was a terrain for no one would believe him. For it seem impossible for a terrain to end up a planet rarely visited by anyone expect for Warriors or pirates.
"Why did you took her from her home and brought her here?" He looked up at the sky. "Away from her family and took her memories?"
"Her memories will return when she goes back in her the year old terrain form. But when that happens that this life she has here will seem more like a dream or a fuzzy memory." T'omas looked at the woman as she spoke. "As for taking her away from her home, bring her away from her family, there is much that she needs to face and there is a war that is close to happening." T'omas panicked.
"I refuse to have my daughter in any war, even if she trained by me one of the best warriors on this planet."
"Sadly, you can't change this, she will be in wars and battles, she has to face things that I wish I could change. But I needed her to come here to time this journey to help her in her journey on Terrain, for her journey is much more harder and difficult than anything she would face. Not only that but she is one of the key to fighting one of the biggest wars in the galaxy."
"How big are we talking about?"
"Two of the gods on Terrain have allied themselves with Thanos, the gods form where I come from can see some of the future or the next about ten or so years. Some of the gods have better sight into the future and I am one of them, partly because I am the goddess of day and I see all that happens on that planet. If I am correct in the years time one of the hardest war will come on earth, that was only see once before but this time it would be bigger. The enemy that raise against the terrains, like you daughter, will be defeated and when that happens hat Thanks and the other two gods will start their battles slowly to gain control of the galaxy and starting with building their armies bigger. Than they will attack Terra and if Terra falls, than the galaxy will fail to their grasp, I couldI some of this when I took your daughter form where she was But there some things that I was unsure about than. But I see more of it now and she had a big part to play in this."
"Why my daughte? Can't someone else take her place?"
"No. She is the only one of four capable of doing this, the other four will and can help her. The one girl could take her place, but your daughter has something that the other girl doesn't have or more of it than the other girl." T'omas looked carefully at the woman in front of him.
"Of which is what?"
"Hope, determination, doesn't give up even when there seems hardly any hope left, stands up for herself, brave. You seen this traits yourself in the last ten years. She never gave up on what you taught her, she was determine to prove her wrong to the rest of the people here, she stood up for herself when the boys called her different for learning to fight instead of doing what was expected of women in this planet to do. She knows how to give out hope to those who follow her as well as fight, she also lighted heart and shows compassion. This is why I chose your daughter to lead the army I been building to go against Thanos' army and the dark army."
"Does she know this?"
"Not yet, but she will in due time." The woman turned around. As if to leave but before she could take a step that T'omas spoke.
"Wait!" The woman turned around and looked at him. "When I will I see her again?"
"Before the galaxy way starts but after all of her memories are restored to her." The woman was engulf with the same golden light that brought his daughter to this planet and when it faded that he was alone on the walkways of the docks for the few ships that this planet has.