Here is Sheba's flashback and what her dreams told her... I suck at summaries, GOSH!! Anyways here it is hope you like it R&R enjoy!

Chapter 2: What The Voice Told Me

Flashback

I couldn't sleep. How can I without crying silently to myself first? Lately I've been having dreams and visions of me out of Lalivero and being free. One time there was this voice in my dream that told me that I am bound by a divine destiny, and I was destined to light all the lighthouses and discover my past.

Divine destiny you say? How could I believe the voice telling me that, when I can't even enter the outside without people telling me it's too dangerous to leave town just to have my own free time outside, or even with my little brother? How could I possibly discover my past when these people here have already assumed what it is - it is already written in stone about what my past to them is. Freedom is not someting I will ever achieve until my death. That dream I was having was probably just my imagination at work and my desires getting to my head.

However... the voice spoke to me again. I asked who they are but received no response. It wanted to talk straight to my destiny and what I will need to do.

'Tell me what I should do, tell me how to escape here. Oh please tell me!' I beg them, desperate for a way to escape, no matter how dangerous it might be.

The voice gave a silent reply to my question and said, 'Patience is the key to your freedom, but escaping is not the way. You will be rescued soon, but things will not go very well for you and your people until then. Just wait...' The womanly voice answered. 'And do not have any doubts if things do not seem right.'

'Please show me who you are. I need to know who I am speaking to.' feeling delirious about talking to someone who I wasn't sure existed or not.

'Now is not the time yet, you will meet me soon enough, if you have the patience that is...' they exclaim. 'I must go now, I cannot tell you what is going to happen in your future or else everything would be ruined.' she was silent for a moment and added, 'It would only break his heart and yours...'

That was the last that I heard of her in my dreams again before she faded away.

'Wait! Don't leave yet! I still need you to answer my questions, come back!' I beg but there was no one to asnwer, just the air I breathe whispering to me 'It won't be long Sheba, won't be long'.

I wake up from the strange dream I just had, fresh tears coming down my face. I'm so confused, I don't know what to do, don't know who to turn to. I try to calm myself and say, "I am bound by a divine destiny yet I do not know what it means, but first I need to get away from here... however, escaping would spoil everything. I must wait a little more."

I grab my coat and look out the windowsill and see the priests and priestesses accomodating someone I have never seen before. It was on old man with a long beard coming down his chin and resting on his chest. I feel strong vibrations from him but they were not evil unlike what I felt for the priests and priestesses. I don't know why but it feels as if this old and wisely looking man could help me and I could tell him my secrets.

My parents and my little brother are deep in sleep, so I see my chance to go outside the house and meet the old man myself without the being aided by anyone. I try to locate where the old man is, and there was the sanctum. The lights were up which meant the old man was there...along with the mean priests and priestesses. How I despise them.

I enter and there was the old man. Surprised, the priests and priestesses weren't there. The old man was just standing there silent his back turned. He was staring at the altar.

"Excuse me but I was watching the people who were guiding you here. Who are you?" I asked.

He was quiet for a moment until he realized I was trying to talk to him, "They call me the Wise Healer. I am here to spread good will." he answered without turning.

"And you are who, my little child?" He added, still not turning to face me. I was starting to get irritated.

I was about to answer when one of the mean priests came over in a hurry, panting and trying to take a breath before uttering a single word.

"Wise healer, we need to ask you an important question about-" he saw me. "You! God child, what are you doing here? Go back to your parents now or else!" he threatened me, thinking that I was here to play around and fuss about.

The wise healer finally turned and was about to protest but I went first "I need to talk to the Wise Healer alone, leave us be..." I retort calmly. If I am your God Child then you would listen to me, if you want me to bring any miracles to any of you pathetic priests.

He was enraged, he grabbed my arm hard, hard enough to break it. I said nothing, there was no expression on my face. Only a silent rage building up every second I see these people.

"Stop. Let the child go, and you call yourselves holy peacemakers. Let the child go." the Wise Healer demanded. I grinned at him for sparing me.

The priest freed his grasp on my arm "But the child is not supposed to be here whether she be Child of the Gods or not." he explained, understanding that the old man had never heard of me.

What the priest just exclaimed sparked the wise healer's interest and curiosity. He studied me and saw no sign of unusuality. Hey, I didn't have three eyes, six arms, nor snakes for hair! The Wise Healer saw no... difference... in which I was thankful for. I am normal and want to be, but only the old man sees that.

"Ah, Child of the Gods you say? Why is that, and other children cannot have your title?" he critized, still studying me.

"When Faran found her he told us that she fell from the sky. Observe the child's unusual powers, none of us here can do that!" the priest yelled out.

It made the wise healer even more curious. "Show me then, God Child." He pointed outside, indicating that's where he wanted me to show him my powers.

I did just as I was told, I focus all my energy on the calm clouds, 'RAY' I yell in my mind. Suddenly the sky turned dark quickly. Real quickly, the night sky shifted from a calm, deep blue to a dark, wicked black. Then a sudden crash of thunder hit the ground, it stopped just as quickly as it had arrived.

The wise healer was stunned. Never before has he seen that kind of power before. The other priests and priestesses come over because of the thunder. The healer exclaimed, "This child here is a true God child. From now on you will respect her like a real god and do not harm her in anyways."

The priests and priestesses all nod, and from then on I was not mistreated anymore. But was it all worth it? Did it even change anything? Why did I suddenly have a bad feeling about something that's going to happen soon?

I now get the respect that I truly deserve from these priests and priestesses, but, being treated like a holy person even more just made me feel somewhat more miserable. Now, I will never have a chance to be treated like a normal girl...

Hmm pretty long hope you liked this chappie and I think most of you will probably know who the woman in Sheba's dream was if you don't, tell you later.

GoldenDaydreamer: I think I'm having a block here. Hope u guys R&R and like this go easy on the flames please. Peace...

Djinn: ...Out!