Kohala and the others assisted where they could, guiding him to the best stands of trees to harvest. During this construction process, Interceptor's captain finally revealed himself. He was getting tired of eating pickles and eggs. The man was one day seen on the white sandy beaches. Like Interceptor, he had a touch of destiny and Kohala was fascinated. She parked herself off the shore and watched him. Using drift wood, a stand from a piece of rope, and a sharpened rock, he made a bow and a single arrow. He was hunting. The silence about him, the way he moved...somehow it reminded her of the ocean waves. She watched him, amber eyes occasionally catching the sun's rays. He suddenly turned towards her and fired the arrow, the small projectile embedding itself in the sand in front of Kohala. "You know, it's not polite to stare." he chuckled as he hopped over the rock to face her. He was a white man like so many of the invaders from the Old World. Except he was slightly more built, muscle wise, and much more clean looking than the average human. His oddly coloured lime green eyes were a definite sign he was no normal man. "My apologies." Kohala dipped her head. Her own eyes were unusual. Honey amber with a light brown pupil. The iris carried a hint of flame to it and more burned just behind. He threw his dagger into the sand and sat down. "Apology accepted. But everyone stares for a reason. What's yours?" he smiled. "I have never seen a person before." She admitted. He seemed surprised by that. "Well, uhh, we aren't much to look at. Morsels more than mortals, really." "You aren't though. That's what's intriguing about you." "Perhaps. My life is a mystery. Even to me." Kohala risked coming in closer to shore even though she knew the water was deep right up to the beach. She got close enough so that he could actually reach out and touch her if he so chose. "And I know who you are, Kohala. I know about all of you. About these islands...all of you are destined for both great, and terrible things." She chuckled. "I am too old now to be destined for anything great." She said sadly. "You underestimate yourself." "Perhaps I do. I have learned by now to trust others." "Before you leave this world, you're going to do something that everyone here will always remember. And it's because of that trust." She bowed her head. "You have the blessings of the stars. I head your words, mortal." "You could say that. I wish I could tell you...but if I did, the stars would come down upon me." "I quite understand." She reassured. He smiled, "So, I hear you have sisters over in the New World. West Coast." "I have sisters everywhere." She said. "Yes but I hear those ones...the youngest class, they are quite exciting." "They are young. They have energy." "They have my interest." "And that is their trap. Young, alluring. The perfect sirens. Do NOT allow them to draw you in. That is how they killed many in the war." "I think I could handle myself." "I have little doubts that you could but your command wouldn't." "Who said Interceptor had to be with me when I meet them?" "How else are you going to travel across an ocean to get to their home?" "He could take me there, drop me off, and then come and get me after a month or two. Unless you would be kind enough to be my ride." "No that is out of the question." Kohala turned away pointedly, looking back at him with barely restrained distain. "To go anywhere into their lands is folly! Best you just forget it!" "What happened to trusting me?" he sighed, "I will be fine. How many mortals know they exist, let alone brought them up to other volcanoes and WANT to visit them? If you think I'm folly then you think me completely daft and stupid. I know what awaits in those mountains and forests. And I know they'll be just as important as your sisters here." "I know that as well. But now is not the time to overextend." "You want to be slow about this. So the stars have shown you..." "If you go now, you will only make things worse." "Are you sure?" She nodded. "I've lived far longer than most my kind ever do. I've become in touch with Mother Terra and the stars in a way that very few others can be." "Then as you trust me, I shall trust you. But at first opportunity, I must meet them." "You shall have it sooner than you think. But you will need your wits about you. I sense that first encounter will be far from a pleasant one." She said.

"We shall see." he nodded, before looking around, "If you are in touch with the stars then you must know who I am. Right?" "I know only what they have told me. But I use my own senses to determine you are not all that you seem to be." "You must not tell those who aren't as deeply rooted to the spiritual realm. No mortals, and no volcanoes with improper knowledge." "Then I must not know. If the stars deemed me worthy then I would know." "We can test right now to see if you are worthy." "No." Kohala shook her head. "I have no need to know your secrets mortal. Nor do I have the desire to. What you carry is your own burden." He chuckled softly, "Fair enough. I overstepped my boundaries and for that, I apologize." "You overstepped nothing that I find offensive. You're forgiven." Kohala smiled. He smiled in return and bowed his head. "You know, few places like that exist anymore. The map is being filled in. What was once beautiful and free about this world is now being eradicated and colonized by the greedy Empires of Man. I hope Interceptor and his fleet are prepared to fight for a land made free for its people. I hope such a nation can exist. I hope it will exist." "I see his passion. I know he will fight." "They all will. For what they believe in? Absolutely." "Then if I am able, I will stand beside them in this fight. My sisters and I are involved now and we cannot abandon that involvement."