The Beginning

A flash of lightening lit up the sky on the moon Caalorg. A figure froze for a moment, carrying a tiny bundle of cloth. It approached the pilots academy and gently place the bundle the mail box outside the durasteel doors. The bundle moved slightly, and a tiny fist pushed aside the wrappings to reveal an adorable face. The baby yawned, but did not cry. She opened her jethrex-blue eyes and stared up innocently at the hood of the stranger. Her tiny fist reached out, and the chain the stranger concealed under the cloak pulled towards the baby. The stranger placed a hand over the tugging charm, and pulled out an identical one from a hidden pocket. "Not until your older," the figure whispered, sealing it in an envelope with a note. The baby shivered as an icy wind knifed through the blankets. The figure hesitated, then pulled off it's own cloak and wrapped it securely about the child. "Be well, little Aledia." By the next illuminating flash of lightening - the enigma had vanished.