So, while Blair and Astra splashed and played with each other joyfully, I did my best to keep my distance. Each time they'd look towards me, I could feel a bone-chilling wind glide up from my groin to my chest. I'd look away nonchalantly, and try my best to act natural. Of course, this never worked as the other two continued giving each other these awkward stares. Whenever they moved from one end of the pond to the other, I would slither to the opposite, never raising my chin so much as an inch above the surface of the water. I caught a glimpse of my reflection on the surface of the sparkling water. But was it really me? My face showed greater amounts of sun exposure than I had remembered myself having. Another difference was my expression, despite the worried look on my face (I completely hate being seen naked), and I had an overall happy face. So many things had changed to me. I still don't understand why. What did I do that caused all of this? It didn't seem like mere chance would be the ruler when it came to this incredible change.

"No, it wasn't pure chance."

"Who said that?" I looked around, but only saw Blair and Astra in the pond with me. They seemed taken aback by my question. "Who said what?" Blair asked, as Astra reinforced her question, "Yeah, we didn't say anything."

"There was a reason. Perhaps you won't understand at the moment." My mind grew weary and felt as if it were being torn into tiny fragments of memories and lost time. "In fact, you aren't even at the level full comprehension yet. Actually…" Something appeared in front of me, there was a hue of light blue that was visible everywhere I looked, almost like a crystallized haze. "You aren't even able to fully see me. I should probably be going, now. Before I completely destroy you mind. We will meet again, soon enough. That is, once you obtain all 4 of the marks."

"What marks!? What the fuck are you talking about!?" The being's face became more visible. There was an expression of great confusion on it. "Wait, you don't know about the marks? Shouldn't Ismene have told you? Wait a second..." The being appeared to look around frantically. "Where is she?"

"Who?!" My mind was overcome by the sweet, lavender darkness.

Bishop walked back and forth amongst the chaotic clouds. His jagged feet left a electrical spark in his wake, and it bounced around uncontrollably. "I was sure that I sent Ismene to guide him. It was all supposed to be according to plan. He was to save this poor and misshapen aftermath of the Earth from the meteor." His body detached itself from the skyline and drifted into the cold depths of space. He watched the orbits of the planetary systems. Every day, he came out here to think. But, once he spotted the 'glitch' in the path of the Earth, he can't help but worry. He never watched close enough to tell what had changed the trajectory. But, what he did notice was the meteor heading for the helpless planet. The medication in the path needed to be undone, otherwise earth would be destroyed. He looked outward, to the cosmos, and looked into the fiery eyes of the destructor. Every day, it grew closer, and he sat there worthlessly.

This was the reason for bringing Drew into this world. Bishop knew he could save the world. Drew needed to collect the 4 Marks, and reach the pinnacle of the world. Now he knew what took Drew so long. The guide he had sent, Ismene, had gone completely in the wrong path. This was, more or less, his fault; he pointed her in the wrong direction to begin with, and he never chose to check up on her. So, he went to find her.

"Where am I?" Ismene said in her damp voice. "Bishop told me the savior would be this way, but, that was a few months ago. Perhaps I didn't get there in time." She sighed heavily."

"Err, no. That's not what happened." His electronic and omniscient voice startled her. "It seems that I… miscalculated the direction you need to go in… and that I may have forgotten to tell you."

Ismene sat there silently for a few moments before responding, "Are you kidding me!? You don't bother to check on me for months and, when you do, it's to tell me you were wrong! Do you have any idea how much fucking walking I've been doing! Well, where the hell is he now?"

From Bishop's hand grew a large screen that resembled a map. "Do you see this point? That's you." He pointed to green and white icon resembling an I, "This one over here is him." She noted the red and white icon resembling a D.

"So, how far is that?"

"Umm, about 13 miles; give or take."

"And which way is he?"

Bishop aimed in the correct direction. "That way."

Ismene looked at him skeptically. "You're sure about that?"

"Completely."

"Well then, I'll get going. Leave me be."

Bishop responded almost sarcastically, "As you wish…"

Ismene looked up into the evening sky as he disappeared among the clouds in a dramatic dispersion of light. She looked in the direction that he had indicated. If she walked all night, she could make it to the savior before morning light. So, that's what she decided to do. As she started walking on the freezing sands of the desert, she knew this would be a rough night.

EDT: Once again, another week, another chapter! I added to new signifigant characters this time around! Also, there is no religious theme intended. Bishop happened to mean overseer, alright? Anyways, I hope you all have a wonderful day/night/week/month/whatever. Please reviews, favorite, follow, message me (if you really want to, I'm always open to questions and comments) , or do whatever you want.