Shimmy: I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry!

Sheba: You should be!

Shimmy: I have a hectic life! You can't blame me for that.

Sheik: Says who?

Shimmy: Okay I guess I should explain. Okay end of last year, teachers were chasing up work. Over the holidays I had no internet access. I would have updated sooner but… Well I've just starter year 11 and it's hard. Just today I had 3 assignments due… And only had to hand in one of them.

Tetra: So?

Shimmy: Schoolwork. You wouldn't understand. Storytime! Haha! Do I have a surprise for you all!

Disclaimer: No I don't own it. How many times do we have to go through this?

However it was not so. This other girl… Sheba was tanned from living close to the desert for so long. This girl had a pale complexion. This girl looked too fragile. It wasn't Sheba. Felix felt the hope that had risen at the sight of the girl come crashing down. He sighed in frustration. Lalivero glanced at the girl and gasped.

"Serenity! What are you" -

Serenity winced.

"Sorry mother but" -

"But nothing! Where is your sister?"

As the two continued to bicker, the queen sighed and stood.

"Please excuse these two and come with me."

She strode to the door, the adepts following, and pushed it open. People were gathered at the door, eavesdropping obliviously, and jumped back like startled rabbits. Then, in a wave, they all bowed, as they realised who had opened the doors. In the confusion, Jenna tugged at her brother's arm. He looked down at her and shook his head as she opened her mouth.

"It wasn't her." He said in response to her unasked question. Jenna, seeing the sadness in her brother's brown eyes, shut her mouth and said nothing.

"Follow me." That was the queen. With that request she strode purposely up the hall. As they walked, Felix took in his surroundings. He was reminded of the Ankhol ruins near Champa. The palace looked old. Climbing flowers grew up the wall and pillars. Other exotic plants grew from cracks in the walls. The place was bursting with plant life. There were people everywhere. With every window they passed there were people meditating, training with weapons, training with Psynergy and even people training in hand to hand combat. The queen led them up a winding staircase and along a long corridor. Garet was breathing heavily by the time they reached the thick door at the end of the hallway. The queen paused outside the door.

"What you're about to see in here, no one else knows about," She said softly, "You must promise that you will not repeat what is said here or what you see to anyone."

They all nodded and Kraden began to look like a small child on their first holiday; eager, impatient and nervous all in one. The Queen reached out and traced a complex symbol on the door with her finger. Then she spoke a single word:

"Open."

The door flung itself open. The queen stepped though the door and beckoned them inside.

Fire. It was everywhere. Fire scoured the very land which she sat. It was hot. But it did not burn her, this fire. It hurt, yet did not burn her flesh. Perhaps because the fire was ruled by the water? Perhaps the water cooled the fire… No. The water was just as bad as the fire. The water was dreadful. The water had turned away from the light and submerged into the darkness. The wind was far away now, out of the fire's reach forever. For the wind, if there, would just egg on the fire. Above her the light clashed with the dark. It was the earth that protected her, as it always had. The earth was protecting her, and fighting the water all at once. Why? Didn't the earth realise she could take care of herself? The fire was her fight. She needed the earth to understand this. If the earth allowed the water to escape, the consequences were dire. Above, there was a screech of victory as the dark destroyed the light. The darkness became one with the water and destroyed the earth. All turned; darkness, water, fire. They snarled and came for her.

She woke and sat up in her bed. It was a vision, she knew. Not a dream, but a vision. A vision of what was to come. The darkness would destroy the light. Without the light, they were lost and the world would be destroyed. She could not allow that. But what to do? She buried her face in her hands. What could she do now, to stop the dark from devouring the light? What hadn't she and her people done already? They relied heavily on her visions and solutions in this crisis and she could not let them down. A knock at her door broke her chain of thoughts. She let her senses drift outwards, to the door, and groaned. Hadn't she got rid of him before when she ditched that meeting earlier? The anger generating around that room had given her a bad headache. She had cleverly switched with her younger sister as the visitors walked through the door. None of them had suspected anything. She almost giggled but kept her mouth shut as his voice radiated through the door.

"Your Highness? Are you in there?"

No. I'm not! Go away! She killed her thoughts. If she generated enough hate in his direction, he would feel her anger with his mind. That would be bad. Bad for the queen's High Priestess. That was her. She tiptoed toward the tapestry on her wall. There was a door behind it. If she could just make it in time… She slipped behind the tapestry. In her mind's eye the door filtered with purple light. She quickly traced the symbol carved on the door and the light disappeared. She turned the knob and slipped inside. She quietly sneaked out of her room as he stepped in. She tiptoed down the dark corridor and came out into a large garden. Well… It couldn't exactly be called a garden. It was more like a miniature forest. At the heart of the forest was a shrine dedicated to the wind gods. She would go there and pray for an answer to her visions.

Shimmy: Haha! I lied! I'm sorry. I was going to make it longer but… Well I have no excuse. The next one will be longer.

Sheba: Sure.

Shimmy: Until next time, seeya!