In a month following the meeting of Fauna, Altador took Alixandea by the hand and took her to the land where they had met the Peophin back on her birthday. She had forgotten how beautiful it had looked.

"This is it." Altador said to no one in particular. "The beginning of the future starts today."

Slowly, throughout the course of the day, all the Neopians and faeries that Altador and his daughter had met in the last three years met at the shore of the new land. Alix held her faerie Alabriss (whom she had named Saebron) tightly. She was five years old now, but she knew the meaning of the word 'fate' or a good part of the meaning. Seeing all of the Heroes, including her father, in a circle discussing future plans made her realize that this is what fate must look like. And that feeling of excitement but fear of the future, this must be what fate felt like emotionally.

"Our first order should be to build the capital, the place where we'll all meet first." Marak suggested.

"Our first order should be to make trade routes between here, Shenkuu, and the Lost Desert!" Gordos suggested as well.

"Shouldn't we NAME the land we've just adopted?" the dark faerie asked. For a moment, everyone went silent.

"I like that idea." Alix stated, who couldn't help but over hear since she was still too young to really go any where on her own.

"I second the notion." Florin said.

"I third the notion." Sasha piped up.

"Who is in favor of naming our new land, say 'I.'" Altador proposed. Everyone, except for Alix who couldn't vote, gave an 'I.'

"Those opposed give likewise sign."

No one said a word.

"It is settled then," Altador announced, "We name our new land before we break ground.

Kelland had paper and pens for everyone along with an old wooden box. Before everyone started to scratch down their answer, Alix said,

"Altador."

Everyone looked at her. She was staring at the new land from the shore in awe and she held Saebron tighter.

"What's wrong dear?" Altador asked his daughter, walking over to her.

"This place should be 'Altador.'" the young Lupe said. "Because... without you Daddy, none of us would be here right now."

All of the heroes, except for Altador, looked at each other and gave a silent nod. Altador put a hand on his daughter's shoulder. She was about as high as his waist now, maybe a little under. Alix looked up at her father, who looked back down at her.

"Do you think that this place will be great some day?" Alixandrea asked.

"I can't promise you that." Altador said. "But I can promise it will be safe. For you, your Petpet, our new friends, and everyone."

Alix lulled this thought over, then nodded. Altador kissed his daughter at the top of her head. None of them would be there if it wasn't for her, something that Altador was sure to be be missing from the history books some day. He'll write it down, maybe, if they ever build a library.

Then the voting began. Everyone wrote down their suggests and placed it into the wooden box. The box was then handed to Altador, who shook it and started to read the names chosen. Eleven votes called for the name 'Altador' and only one called for 'Alixandrea.' Everyone, excluding Altador himself, had wanted to name the new land after the one who had led them there to begin with.

. . . . .

The group of fourteen broke ground soon later in the afternoon. They all agreed to begin with a capital building; so they could meet in privacy if the time needed, then build around it. Marak decided that for him to be able to enter the meeting hall, there would have to be canals. Florin also suggested a large farming location. Torakor wanted a large wall surrounding the main part of the city, to protect it from intruders, and Kelland agreed on this idea.

The next day, a group of Neopians had come to help. The next day after that, even more Neopians came to help. It amazed Altador to see how many Neopians came to help. There were so many Neopians in only a few short days that the building of the city only took about six years. In six years, however, a lot can change...