The Blue Crystal Chapter 2
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Inside the large room where the capsule was being held, many men and women dressed in white robes surrounded a large computer screen filled with many colours and flashing lights. "Well according to the co-ordinates of this star chart, it should take the princess approximately 2 weeks to travel to the Planet Vegeta. During that time, the capsule will protect her. I have alerted the family who have agreed to take her in so everything is going according to plan."
Suddenly, the door opened and in stepped Tasna, Semond and the child's grandfather. The entire gathering of men and women turned away from the computer and bowed their heads in a sign of greeting to the temporary King. "King Enlag sire, the child is ready in the capsule over there. We have..." Enlag raised his hand and the man stopped speaking. "I would like to see the child...ALONE thank you." "Yes sire as you wish," the man said. He nodded his head at the rest of the group and they busied themselves quietly out of the room followed by Tasna and Semond.
Enlag walked up to the child who was still sleeping peacefully in the glass capsule. "So small," he said, "it is hard to imagine how such a tiny creature could have escaped from the clutches of the Yasrant race when your parents could not." Enlag pressed his hands against the wall of the capsule and sighed, "I only hope that you will be well looked after on this planet and when the time comes, you will return home." Enlag backed away from the wall of the capsule and pressed a button on the side of it. Slowly, the capsule opened showing the child clearly. She was indeed, a small creature with jet-black hair and a very distinguishing marking...a small blue stone in the middle of her forehead. As Enlag moved closer, the child stirred and opened her eyes. She looked up at her grandfather and smiled. Enlag smiled back and placed his hand on the child's forehead, "never forget who you are," he whispered. As he removed his hand, the stone on the child's head began to glow and she slowly closed her eyes again. Enlag pushed the button on the side of the capsule and as it began to close again, he called out, "you may all come in now!"
Enlag walked down the corridor leading to the ballroom slowly. Earlier that day, he had called together the chairman and the greatest minds of their planet to think of a solution to the problem of the Yasrant race. He knew that if something wasn't done soon, the Yasrants would close in and he would not be able to stop them. As he reached the ballroom door, he raised his hand to the door and then froze. He closed his eyes and imagined his granddaughter, who was now jetting off to another planet where she would be raised by strangers and made to believe that she was one of them. His heart sunk as he thought that she might never really know who she was, she may never return home. He slowly opened his eyes and smiled as he entered the ballroom.
As the doors opened, the entire congress went into a pit of silence. Not a word was spoken as the King walked in and sat down at the far end of the table, opposite the madam chairman. Enlag closed his eyes and then pointed to the middle of the table. All eyes watched his finger, as an image slowly became visible. "This is my granddaughter who will, one day become the Queen of this planet. She is now being transported to the Planet Vegeta where she will be brought up until she is 18 years of age and ready to take the crown from myself." Enlag opened his eyes and the image disappeared. The congress turned to look at the King as he continued talking. "However, that will not happen unless we deal with the problem of the Yasrant race. For years we have fought against our enemy and until now, they have never managed to hurt us. They have killed our King and Queen, my son and his wife. All that remains of our tattered empire is my granddaughter, the princess. Now, it is hard to place all the hope we have in returning our planet back to the way it was in a small child, but we must. And until she returns to us, we must fight back against the Yasrants..."
Suddenly, the King was interrupted as one of the windows of the ballroom smashed into a million pieces and two figures emerged. They both jumped into the window and the congress gasped. The two figures were obviously not one of their race for they had red skin, no ears and tufts of orange hair coming from the top of their heads. The taller of the pair smirked as he saw the look of fear that spread across the group's faces. "Where is the child?!" he hissed.
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