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Thank you so much to a robot hitler for pointing out the change in tense between Chapter 1 and Chapter 2. I have gone back and changed Chapter 1 to present tense and plan on keeping everything in present tense from here on out.

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New World (Virginia)

Leaves begin to tumble across the untamed, green grass. The sun is slowly rising, bringing with it, a new day to the Powhatan tribe. The sky above is streaked with every shade of blue and the most beautiful purples that a human has ever seen. The wind is gathering the leaves in its path and they weightlessly flip and twirl through the air. The leaves begin their journey over the river the Powhatan tribe has made their home on. Through the mass of trees overlooking the river, the leaves make their way to a circular section of the river. Here, there stands a rocky cliff that holds a waterfall. The leaves can be heard rustling in the wind, but through the rustling, the sound of beating drums can also be heard. She hears the leaves as they come rushing towards her in a flurry of wind. She can feel them hit her olive skin as they blow past her face; the wind pushes her long, dark brown hair in every direction, almost as if it is trying to dance with her. She revels in the feeling of the breeze on her warm skin and as the wind continues on its journey into an unexplored area of this land, the air around her once again stills. She takes in a deep breath, inhaling the smell of pine trees and the nearing end of the autumn season, and finally opens her eyes.

Almond, brown eyes are looking out at the serene river below her. To her, there is nothing more peaceful than taking in her surroundings on the edge of the cliff where she can see what lies ahead for miles and miles. She smiles when see spots her best friend Rachel in a canoe a few hundred feet below her.

"Santana! Your father's back! Come down here!" Rachel cries up to her friend. Santana's smile immediately widens when she hears her father, Chief Powhatan, has safely returned from battle with an enemy tribe.

With unmistakable excitement in her voice, Santana turns her head to look at the hummingbird that has become a sort of pet to her. "He's back Flit! (her name for the hummingbird)"

Santana turns to begin her way back to the village and passes a raccoon lounging in the brush, enjoying some berries he had found. Like the hummingbird, this raccoon too had become a pet to Santana. "Come on, Meeko" she says to the grazing raccoon.

Santana, known for being adventurous and often hard to control, only made it about five yards away from the cliff before she decided on a much faster way to reach the village. Plus she could never pass up an opportunity to scare Rachel.

From the canoe, Rachel looks up just in time to see a body in the form of her best friend, quickly falling to the water. "No, not that… way" Rachel yells, even though she already knows it was a pointless comment. She watches as Santana manages to gracefully dive through the air and into the cool water below. "Show off" she says as she places her head in her hand, waiting for Santana to resurface.

Santana feels the water surround her body as she dives into it and loves the way it feels against her skin. Even though she knows she's already scared Rachel by diving off the edge of a cliff, she just can't help but have a little more fun. So she continues to hold her breath and begins counting when she makes out the muffled voice of her friend.

Rachel is beginning to panic. Shouldn't Santana have come up for air by now? 'Oh, God' she thinks. 'What is she hit a rock or something?' "Santana? Santana!" She's yelling. Hoping this is just another cruel joke, Rachel tries to remain calm and says "Well, you better be alright because I'm not coming in after you…!"

As if on cue, Santana pushes the underside of the hand-crafted canoe and successfully flips the canoe over, Rachel flipping with it. Rachel quickly breaks the surface of the water to breath after her unexpected swim and finds herself underneath the canoe. No more than a foot in front of her, is Santana. Well more like, only Santana's eyes are showing. Coughing, Rachel tries to sternly talk to her childish friend, "Don't you think we're getting a little old for these games?"

Without warning, Santana pops the rest of her head out of the water and spits a mouthful of water into Rachel's face. Rachel is surprised but is she were to be honest, she definitely is not shocked by Santana's playful behavior. Both girls laugh at Santana's silly antics when finally Santana reaches for the edges of the overturned canoe and says "Help me turn this thing over."

Both girls are sitting in the canoe, now right side up, and allowing the sun's rays to dry them off. Meeko and Flit have also joined the girls in the canoe and together, the two teenagers sit in a comfortable silence. Unable to hold her question any longer, Rachel can't help but ask "What were you doing up there?"

As if it were the most obvious thing in the world, Santana just shrugs while ringing out her wet hair and replies, "Thinking. Meeko!" she yells. Her furry raccoon friend has taken it upon himself to shake out his fur like a dog, successfully flinging water onto the two girls.

Rachel's curiosity is now peaked and knowing Santana has been having a strange and recurring dream lately, asks "About the dream again? Oh, have you figured it out yet?"

Santana slightly shakes her head. "I know it means something, I just don't know what."

"You should ask your father about it." Rachel says knowing Santana is bothered by not figuring out what her dream means.

"Yes" Santana nods twice "Maybe I should." And with that, the two girls begin to make their way back to their village

Santana and Rachel arrive at their tribe and find the entire village gathered around, listening to the Chief speak, "…faced a determined enemy. The battle lasted from the rising of the sun until the evening shadows fell. Our warriors fought with courage, but none as bravely as Puck. He attacked with the fierce strength of the bear. He has proven himself to be the greatest…"

"Oh, he's so handsome" Rachel swoons. There are no other words to describe Puck other than true warrior. He is tall with broad, strong shoulders. His entire body looks like it is made out of stone. He stands to the left of Santana's father and is being branded with red paint on his pecs to look like bear claws. Puck stands unnervingly still as the Chief continues to talk about his bravery and has a scowl on his face that makes him look angry.

Santana, never one to be influenced by how handsome Puck is, says "I especially love his smile" sarcasm dripping from her mouth and accompanied by an eye roll.

Chief Powhatan has finally finished his speech about Puck and while the rest of the tribe cheers, he finally recognizes the face of his beautiful daughter in the crowd. As the rest of the tribe crowds around Puck to congratulate him on his many accomplishments in battle, Santana runs to greet her father.

"My daughter" he says with love in his eyes as he embraces his daughter in a tight hug.

Being both excited to see him and grateful he came home alive and unharmed, Santana tightly clings to her father and barely above a whisper says "Wingapo, father" against his chest.

Standing her at an arm's length, he looks her in the eyes and says "Seeing you gives me great joy."

Now relaxed after being able to finally hug her father, Santana breathes a sigh of relief. "I am so glad you've come home safely. "

Turning towards his hut, Powhatan places a protective arm around his daughter. "Come with me, we have much to talk about. I want to hear everything you've been doing."

Now inside her father's spacious yet familiarly cozy hut, Santana remembers Rachel's suggestion of talking to her father about her dream. "Father, for many nights now I've been having a very strange dream. I think it's telling me something's about to happen, something exciting." She says with the eagerness of a child. Santana knows deep down in her heart that this dream has to mean something and she can't wait to tell her father everything.

But before she gets the chance, her father turns to her and with a broad smile says, "Yes, something exciting is about to happen."

Hoping this will somehow explain part of her dream, Santana turns all of her attention to her father and with a matching smile asks, "Really, what is it?"

"Puck has asked to seek your hand in marriage" He says proudly.

Santana feels her smile drop from her face and her entire body tenses. "Marry Puck?" she asks with hesitancy.

Powhatan, oblivious to his daughter's discomfort replies, "I told him it would make my heart soar."

For a reason she just can not explain, something about this entire arrangement feels wrong. It has nothing to do with it being an arranged marriage because this is very common amongst the tribe. She knows anybody would be overjoyed to have Puck as a husband, but Santana just stands there feeling her heart sink lower and lower into her stomach. Trying to come up with any excuse she could she throws out, "But he's so… serious. "

Chuckling, Powhatan says, "My daughter, Puck will make a fine husband. He is loyal and strong and will build you a good house with sturdy walls. With him you will be safe from harm."

She knows all of this to be true. She's known Puck since they were children and knows he will always look after her, but something just feels so wrong. Not wanting to upset her father, but not wanting to lie to him either Santana responds, "Father, I think my dream is pointing me down another path."

He can now fully sense his daughter's hesitation and can see that she wants no part of this marriage. Not wanting to argue he tries putting his foot down. "This is the right path for you" he says, still trying to remain calm.

Santana sees that there is really no way out of this but she can't give up just yet. "But why can't I choose…" But before she can finish her sentence, Santana is interrupted by Meeko falling off of a shelf in the hut. Santana catches him before he falls and can't help but laugh at her furry friend's clumsiness. Still giggling, Santana looks up at her father with a smile in her eyes. But her expression once again turns serious when she sees her father looking at her.

"Santana" Powhatan sighs. "Come with me." Santana puts Meeko on the ground and together, she and her father being to walk towards the river bank. "You are the daughter of the chief. It is time to take your place among our people. Even the wild mountain stream must someday join the big river."

Looking dreamily out into the river, Santana's attention is brought back to her father when she hears him clear his throat. Turning to face him, she sees him pull out a necklace from the pocket of his deerskin pants. "Your mother wore this for our wedding. It was her dream to see you wear it at your own. It suits you." He tells her as he gently places the necklace around her neck. It is a necklace of the most beautiful blue stones she had ever seen and they were met in the middle by a gray arrowhead. She is honored her father would present her with such a gift, and it means so much more knowing it was her mother's, but she just can't shake the uneasy feeling about marrying Puck from her mind.

Santana feels like she needs to get away from all the excitement surrounding the warriors' safe return, so she slipps off in her canoe with Meeko and Flit, and begins to paddle downstream. Before she even realizes where she is going, she finds herself paddling into the refuge of Grandmother Willow's den.

"Is that my Santana?" she hears as she walks up the short path leading from the river to the tree stump she always sits on.

Facing Grandmother Willow, Santana, with her head down, says, "Grandmother Willow, I need to talk to you." A mixture of sadness and urgency can be heard coming from her mouth.

Appearing out of the bark of the tree, an old Native American woman's face begins to form. With a smile plastered on her face, Grandmother Willow happily says, "Good morning, child" as her face twists and rotates, almost as if she is stretching the bark. "I was hoping you'd visit today" and the she exclaims, "Why, your mother's necklace!" when she finally notices the necklace hanging from Santana's neck.

Finally lifting her head and making eye contact with Grandmother Willow, Santana quickly says, "That's what I wanted to talk to you about. My father wants me to marry Puck."

Looking completely unsatisfied by this news, she responds "Puck? But he's so serious." Santana feels the corner of her lip pull up into a half smile, liking how Grandmother Willow always agreed with her.

Thankful Grandmother Willow understands, Santana continues. "I know. My father thinks it's the right path for me. But lately I've been having this dream and I think it's—"

Reacting as though she had just won the lottery, Grandmother Willow jumps in with, "Oh, a dream! Let's hear all about it!" Sensing her excitement, all of the animals that have made their home in the comfort of Grandmother Willow's space begin to chatter loudly. Not liking that the animals are being so loud, Grandmother Willow tries to quiet them down. Tired of being polite, she simply yells, "QUIET!"A frog accidently lets a rib bit slip from its mouth and is met with a death glare from Grandmother Willow. The frog quickly jumps into the water and takes refuge under a lily pad. Once again facing Santana, "Now, child, you were saying" she says in a perfectly calm voice.

Thankful to finally have someone willing to listen to her dream, Santana begins. "Well, I'm running through the woods and then right there in front of me is an arrow. As I look at it, it starts to spin."

Here, Grandmother Willow in all of her wisdom voices, "A spinning arrow? How unusual"

Santana is encouraged to continue now that she knows her dream must actually mean something. "Yes. It spins faster and faster and faster until suddenly it stops."

Grandmother Willows breaks the deafening silence that has surrounded them and ponders, "Hmm. Well, seems to me this spinning arrow is pointing you down your path" She says with certainty.

With her shoulders slumped, Santana now looks back down at her knees. "But Grandmother Willow, what is my path? How am I ever going to find it? "

Chuckling slightly, "Your mother asked me the very same question."

Straightening up at the mention of her mother Santana quickly asks, "She did? What did you tell her?"

Around her a breeze begins to blow. The wind moves in and out of Grandmother Willow's branches and it is almost as if the wind begins to hum.

Grandmother Willow begins, "I told her to listen." Ay ay "All around you are spirits, child." Ay na ay "They live in the earth, the water, the sky." Ay ay na "If you listen, they will guide you."

Closing her eyes, Santana lets her ears take over. "I hear the wind."

"What is it telling you?" Grandmother Willow asks.

Scrunching her face in confusion Santana shakes her head, "I don't understand."

Quietly, Grandmother Willow begins to sing,

Que que na-to-ra

You will understand

Listen with your heart

You will understand

Let it break upon you

Like a wave upon the sand

Feeling the need to stand, Santana begins to make out what it is she is being told. "It's saying something's coming! Strange clouds?"

Finishing the small song she has been singing Grandmother Willow asks, "What do you see?"

Santana has begun to climb the braches of Grandmother Willow. She knows that once she sees what lies beyond the braches she will understand what the spirits are telling her. Finally making it to the top, Santana moves the last of the branches to get a clear view of the river. This section of the river is the one that leads from the ocean and Santana is puzzled by what she sees. Ahead of her large billowing sheets of fabric, three pieces high, are moving across the river. They are tall, almost as tall as some of the trees, and they are moving quickly; almost as if they are being guided by the wind. Not knowing what else to call the moving fabric in the distance, she says "Clouds. Strange clouds."

A/N: Even though I love the song, I cut out Just Around the Riverbend because it was basically a bunch of descriptions about her paddling through water while singing and I'm kind of anxious to get the Brittana part of this story. So now that I have both Brittany and Santana's characters set up, Brittana is on in the next chapter