Man…Claidi is hurt. Gosh…people are going to hate me for this. But I don't think that anyone has ever thought of Claidi near to death. Well…hate me later after you read this chapter.

What happened? I was on the ground…shot on the abdomen with my son supporting me. I was bleeding and drowned with pain. So…what happened? Let me try to remember…it's too difficult to remember such a terrible thing.

Kirad was crying at my side, praying to God that I would be all right. And then the Hulta and the guards started running toward me. Argul, Dengwi, Winter, Ngarbo, Nemian, Twilight, Ustareth, Venn and Nemian were ahead of them. I gasped and tried to catch my breath but it seemed as if the world had fallen on me. I couldn't breathe at all. The view was darkening…the sound was dying away. I couldn't feel Kirad at my side, I couldn't feel anything else…only…the pain…and then...there was darkness and nothing else...

"She's getting paler…"

"Shh…we mustn't wake her up."

"Is mama going to be all right, papa?"

"Yes. She will be all right; we just have to let her rest."

"It'll take her some days to recover before she can get up and walk around, Argul and Kirad dears."

"Thank you, mother."

Whispers I hear. Murmurs fill my ears. Sobbing and sniffling. It makes me want to cry. Who is hurt? I pity for them all. Why can't I see them? What is going on?

A light. A small speck floated around me, drawing me toward it. Should I go to it? I thought. Why not. Claidi is always wandering and getting into trouble, so I should go. So I went toward it.

The light grew brighter with every step I took. It was blinding me so I had to shield my eyes and try my best to make out what was it that I was looking at. And then…as if it had been hours…the view cleared and I was able to see.

I was in a desert. A wasteland. The landscape looked very familiar to me. The hills. The wind blew humidly against my skin and the sun beat hard upon me.

How did I get here? Shouldn't I be at Ironel's house?

The wind was pushing me toward the west. I couldn't push against its pressure so I just flowed along with the wind. It was difficult to run along with the wind. I was tumbling down the hills and getting sand all over me. I wished that Mirreen or Sirree were there for me. But my wish was not granted.

"Come," said a voice from somewhere as I tumbled onto the ground for the thousandth time.

I looked around. "Who said that?" I got ready to strike at the something.

The wind whirled around me and then a shadow swept over my being. I looked up and saw a figured standing before me. The sun was creating a halo behind the figure. I blinked a couple of times before I was able to stand on my feet. I felt sick after the twirling and whirling from the wind.

I had to raise my head to see how the figure. It was a man of tea color skin tone and long ebony hair. His eyes were light brown and he was very tall. I just gaped at him.

"Argul…?"

He laughed. The tone was almost the same as Argul's, musical. He shook his head.

"Venn…?" I asked him. He laughed and shook his head again. I squinted at him. "Who are you if you're not them?"

"You have met my family, Claidi, and heard of me and used my name."

"Huh? How…how do you know my name? Does everyone in the whole world know me?"

"Wolf Wing."

I was getting irritated. If this man doesn't tell me who he is, I thought to myself, I will punch him.

But it came to me. I've always used that name. I've said the name many times. I loved the person who had that name.

"Kirad," I whispered. "You're Argul's father."

He nodded his head to me. "And you are my daughter-in-law, Claidi-ba."

I blushed and turned away. It's quite embarrassing when your own father-in-law calls you your nickname, isn't it?

"Sir," I squeaked. "They said…the Hulta said that you are…are…"

"Dead?" he mused. "Of course I am. This is just a –"

"Yaah–!–a ghost!" I started plummeting down the hill, rolling in the sand. "Help! Help!" I was able to get up, and as soon as I turned, Kirad was there. Yes. Right there, in front of me. And I thought for a moment that I could've turned into stone.

"I am not here to haunt you, Claidi," he said softly. "Just to help you find the enemy of all these missing children."

I stopped fidgeting and stared at him straight in the eyes. "You are?"

"Yes," he said with a nod. "Now come on. We don't have much time before they start heading toward the next place where they're going to kidnap more children."

He took me by the arm and lifted me up. My feet were lifting off the ground. We were flying. The hot air was blowing past us, but I don't think that Kirad had felt anything, since he is…a ghost. Well anyways, we flew through the desert.

"Remember your birthing place and keep it in mind, Claidi," he said to me through the wind. But I heard him loud and clear. Remember the House.

We continued flying until Kirad made a dive and made me follow him to the ground. We stopped and the wind had stopped also. Kirad was looking at something. And so I looked also.

It was a dome that we were looking at. Not really, the dome was inside of a gate. The giant gate towered high up about five man-heights tall. The high entrance was arched and it contained a – a…

An Eye. It was looking around!

I could feel a force. It was pressuring my whole body against me. I couldn't move. It was as if the air had been squeezed out of my lungs. My head reeled and my eyes ached. What was happening? Why is this happening to me?

I need air…I need air.

"I need air…" I gasped. "Air…"

I looked at Kirad, he was disappearing. "Remember what you've seen," he said.

"Remember," I stuttered and gasped for more air. "No – no don't leave me alone. I can't face it alone by myself. Don't leave me –"

Darkness filled my eyes again. What now? I thought as I tried to breathe. Something was tapping on my face lightly. Something was shaking me. Then I realized that I had my eyes closed.

"Darling," said the voice, "darling. Are you all right? What is it? Everything is all right. We're here, we're not leaving you."

My eyes popped opened and light filled in. they stung. I sat up quickly and felt a pain at my side. I winced and cried and fell back. I was laying on something soft. I was sweating. Cold sweats ran down my forehead. I was weeping. A gentle warm hand touched my cheek and wiped my tears. A small hand held onto my left hand, with much pressure. I blinked and there was Argul, right in front of me.

"I saw him, Argul," I whispered loudly. "Argul, your father, I saw him. I saw him. He…he helped me find the enemy. And…and…"

"Tell us everything, Claidi," said Ustareth, who seemed to appear behind Argul.

I took a breath and told them everything about my dream. Of Kirad who descended from somewhere to help me, the Eye and the House. Before letting them speak, I said, "What happened? What happened to the invaders? What were they doing here, attacking the Hulta?"

"They wanted Kirad," answered Argul. "Taking him from us so he can join the other captured children. Apparently the invaders all became paralyzed and the balloons fell down. Many children came out from it and were returned back to where they came from. Every one of the invaders would not speak at all. They didn't wear any badges but they did have the same uniforms."

"What happened to them?"

"They're being held as prisoners in the City. The City has been repaired but with some changes. It's not gloomy anymore. But that's not important. How are you feeling?"

I thought for a moment. "All right," I reply. "But it hurts to sit up." I turned from him and to Kirad. He looked ever so small. "Kirad…"

"Mama," he said. "I'm happy that you're all right. Grandma did you good, mama."

I smiled at Ustareth and nodded my head in thanks. Then I turned to Kirad and kissed his head. "Me too, Kirad, me too. I'm only glad that I got you before they did." I ruffled his brown hair and he smiled at me lovingly. I turned back to Ustareth. "You told me once that my Power can wake ancient powers. It is true then, that I have awakened the Eye from its sleep. But…how is it that there are people there?"

"They must have found it and took it as their own," she said. "This happens a lot when sandstorms uncover places. Men had brought machines there, so the Eye becomes stronger. But you are still strong Claidi. You have awakened the enemy. And only you can break it down."

"She will not go to it like this," said Argul. "She still needs her rest. Nemian, Venn and I will take the Eye (he said it as if it was something he had buried long ago) down with our men. We will bring back Azalyae and the other children from the City and send everyone back to their parents."

"You three will not be doing this unless the Raven Tower is involved," said a Winter. The Raven Royalties were in the room also. I never had the chance to look at them until then. "Our people are missing their children. We will come and help restore the children back."

"Spoken like a true Queen of the Raven," said Twilight with a smirk. Winter rolled her eyes.

"When do we start?" asked Ngarbo.

"Where do we head to?" inquired Nemian.

Venn looked at his brother. "We need to know where the next stop is going to take place, brother."

Argul looked at me. I stared back at him. "The House," we said together.

All righty…there you go. Claidi was checked and saved by Ustareth…thank goodness. Well…they're going to the House and now we know who the Enemy is. The Eye. Yes I picked it because I remembered reading it from Wolf Wing. I'll update later. Now please be nice and summit your reviews. Thank you readers.