The field was green, it was spring again. Flowers bloomed colorfully, everywhere she ran to was joyful, happiness spread. "Mommy, watch me fly," she cried with her arms spread, imitating a plane. "I can flyyyy…" "Mommy…?" She suddenly stopped running and looked for her mommy but she was no where in sight. The blue, clear sky suddenly turned black. It was almost night time. She felt scared, she screamed, "Mommy!!!" "Where are you?" She sobbed onto her small hands, she cried again and again but no-one was there to save her not even her mommy. "Haru…Haru…," the voice commanded over and over. "Huh?" She thought as tears ran down her slightly pink cheeks. She listened more closely to the direction where this voice called out. She didn't know who this 'Haru' was or this voice. She slowly got up; off the green grass; wiped her tears away and continued to run to the direction where the voice. She slowly got up; off the green grass; wiped her tears away and continued to run to the direction where the voice spoke. She ran, and ran. Breathlessly she stopped, she breathed deeply to catch air into her lungs. No matter how fast she ran the voice could not be followed or neither stopped. She clasped on to the ground below her. She felt alone, hopeless and afraid. "Haru… Haru…", "Don't give up now…" The voice said in a whisper. The voice carried as like the wind blew, unlike anyone she knew. She tried again, she ran again but the voice was to fast for her. She sighed in desperate, cried, cried and screamed, "Mommy… where are you!!!" But no response; just an echo in her head. She slumped down and cradled her-self to tears. Then suddenly she heard a rustle of something. She knew this had to be her mommy, trying to find her. She got up and ran to the sound. But no-one was there except a shadow that was black in front of her. She approached the shadow carefully and slowly. The shadow turned around, suddenly turn red; began to talk and mostly to bleed. She gasped in fear; started to run but her shoes were glued to the ground. She fought the resistance but was unsuccessful. The shadow raised its arms and slashed the little girl that was in front of her but before it could, a giant yellow-orange like fire-ball was unleashed, destroying the shadow in front of her. She saw the shadow disappear in front of her. She saw the shadow screech and came alive again. Her heart raced, her mind was clouded and she waited for the blow that would end her short life. Out of no where she heard, "World shaking!"

She gasped, her heart was racing. She felt so tired and her energy was almost gone. All she wanted was to sleep and maybe wither away. "Dajaibou desu ka?" The old female asked. She was in her 60's; had a dress that was pink and light blue, almost like the season itself. Her face was gentle looking, like a grandmother, and the happiness and the sadness that existed on her face. Her hair was carefully put in a bun; across was a stick that looked like it was made of stone. It was placed right across the middle of the bun. She had black hair, along with white also. But the most particular thing was her shoes, they were wooden. "Pardon?" Haruka said, "I'm sorry but I don't speck Japanese." "Oh… that's ok, I speck Japanese and English." The old woman said smiling. "Huh…" Haruka smiled faintly. "What's wrong?" The old woman asked concerned. "It's just been so long, that I've been in a plane, that's all." She lied, but what was or could she tell the old lady. She couldn't tell everything, she could barely accept it herself, how can she? "Ahhh…," the old woman replied with a smile, "I'm Hoshi Yusuko," the woman introduced herself as she took her hand in order to shake Haruka's hand. "I'm Ha_ru_ka Ten_oh," Haruka said as she read the name of her passport and she shook the old woman's hand. Yusuko-san laughed as Haruka was telling her name. "I'm guessing you're new to this?" "Am I right Haruka-san?" "Yes I'm new." Haruka said, embarrassed. Suddenly Haruka asked, "What's Japan like?" "Is there a lot of difference?" "Japan is peaceful and for the difference is this," "If you make it so…" Haruka was amazed for many years this old woman had encountered with wisdom. Haruka closed her eyes, she started to think about what Yusuko-san said to her, "If you make it so…"