"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She screamed after she opened her eyes, to see beady little eyes starring down at her.

'That wasn't the best way to wake up.' She thought to herself, sitting up. A commotion stirred from her previous scream, a crowd quickly formed around her, effectively trapping her in.

"Ahem." A female voice, soft but commanding, butted in. "May I ask what is all this commotion?" All the people crowed around her turned their attention to the new comer, leaving a passage for Shizuka to escape through. Standing, she ran, barely registering the hot sand beneath her feet. "Uh, excuse me." The female saviour excused herself from the crowd of people.

Chasing after the girl, the woman; as she was over the age of 16 and anything but pure, sprinted through the sand, her legs accustomed to the sinking effect as she ran, unlike her 'prey.'

"Hey Slow Down!" She was shocked, not only had the woman caught up to her, but she spoke Japanese, no, that wasn't right; but then why could Shizuka understand her. Confused but understanding that the woman had just saved her she stopped. "What's the rush lovely." It was then that Shizuka noticed the woman's light blue hair, and pale skin, the woman's eyes were a vivid blue the colour of cerulean.

"Where, am I?" Shizuka having problems hearing the words escape her mouth tried her hardest to speak in Japanese, but it was hard to complete a word.

"You're in Said my dear, Egypt." Shizuka blinked turning her head, and realized, this girl, no this woman was the same one from the book.

"Your name is Kisara, correct?" She had gotten used to the language and stood to realize she stood at least 3 inches under Kisara's height.

"Yes lady I am. You were prophesized earlier this year so they await you at the palace."

"Palace?" Utterly confused and enthralled with the young woman in front of her Shizuka looked down at her self then up to the sky.

"Yes, let's go our ride waits." Hesitantly the two women made there way through the sand, only to be stopped by a small bug-eyed little twerp of a person.

"Move you insufferable little worm." Kisara's eyes glowed eerily with a glare that would stun any mortal. "Let's go little one."