The men of the village gathered and at sunrise they set off to find Yung. The first day, they didn't succeed, nor did they succeed for several days after that. After searching for almost two months, they finally decided to give up hope that they would ever find her. Yuji and Marlene grieved in their home, and people would pass by, giving words of sympathy.
Yuji and Marlene were devastated. They missed their child terribly. After a while, they decided to have another child. It was a boy this time, and they named him Kai. They all lived happily, but the pain of losing Yung remained within them.
Yung grew into a pretty girl, and then a woman. The Blue had become her family. She had forgotten her real parents, everything that had been part of her before her abduction. She didn't even remember being abducted. She rarely wondered about where she really came from. Yung learned her own way to communicate with the Blue, and they taught her everything she knew. But all she knew was how to find food take care of young Blue, and fight. By human standards, she'd be one of the best warriors ever.
This took years to happen, and in those years Reichen had died and someone else had become the headman of the village, although weapons were still banned. Arisu, the sort-of mother of the village, had sadly passed on as well.
Yuji and Marlene took an active participation in the community. Yuji became a builder, and Marlene helped teach at the small schoolhouse. They supported the village, and the village supported them.
Also, Kai grew to become a fine young man. He was adored by all the girls of the village and was one of the most trustworthy and helpful people. He never knew about his sister Yung, though, because Yuji and Marlene did not want to tell him and no one in the village spoke about it, unless it was in hushed voices.
Everyone was so content, both the villagers and the Blue. Life was wonderful. Except that when Yung was seventeen years old, she began to realize something. There wasn't something quite right about living with the Blue. She wondered why she didn't look like them, why she was pale, skinny, made of flesh and bone, and they were hard-shelled and had many legs. She had blonde hair and blue eyes, but they didn't even resemble something like that. The young Blue she had befriended began to shun her. Had they realized the same; that they could not remain friends this way? The elder Blue still trusted in her, though, and they said that she was just a special type of Blue.