I think I said pretty much everything last chapter... Meg's really going to embrace her new nature. Perhaps a bit too much... I'm going to address them by their original names, but if someone is referring to them, or they are referring to each other in public, they will go by their god-name. Um, I'm actually going to leave the rest of this for later. Pt. 3 of Aryan Secrets and The Mandate of Gallifrey are going to be released tomorrow. Sorry, but I'm out of time.

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They fell out of the sky. Entering this new place, the first thing that happened was their landing, of course. They fell from meters in the air onto cows. The poor creatures weren't strong enough to hold them up. Or to hold themselves, either. The trio and their cows collapsed onto the ground. The unfortunate cows were horribly injured. The stood up, the women very pale faced. River was concerned about hurting these animals. They were practically sacred to the people here. Meg was swaying. She had landed in a horrible position, and she was uneasy. Akil went over to Meg. Somehow, they had gotten very close in such a short period of time. He put his now-green arm around her shoulder. A man walked up to them, anger plain on his face.

"You crushed my cows! What are you creatures?" He exclaimed. River came up to him, but Meg cut her off.

"I've got this one, Saraswati" she said. The man's eyes widened at the name, but he tried to stand strong regardless. He was failing miserably as he noticed her lack of clothing. His eyes widened as she walked closer to him seductively. She was really embracing her new identity. Akil gritted his teeth in anger. "Mine won't need any hallucinogenics" that said, she kissed the man passionately. He paled and fell to his knees. "My name is Rati. But you've probably figured that out by now." The man nodded numbly

"My name is Aatmaj. I am here to serve you."

"That won't be necessary, my dear. If you could take us to the citadel, it would be greatly appreciated" she grinned. Moving closer to the other two now, River laughed. This girl had seemed so innocent mere hours ago. Well that had changed.

"I am simply a farmer. We are not close to the citadel"

"And yet, it is still where I wish to go. Take us" He bowed his head.

"Of course" Moments later, they set off, Megan reassuring Akil. In this culture, they were not together. There were bound to be many where they weren't, unfortunately for them. They would just have to put up with it.

They walked into the city, ragged and tired. It had been many days' journeys to get to the citadel. The grid system of the city was set up so that the farmers were on the edge of the cities, and the citadel was in the center, surrounded by businesses and the homes of the wealthy. They knocked on the door of one such wealthy citizen. A woman opened the door.

"What do you want?" She demanded. The group in front of her looked like those poor beggars who kept bothering her. The younger boy looked very sickly. Almost green in color, it seemed, but he was so covered in dirt that it was hard to tell. The women, however, were dressed so distinctively. The younger was very scantily dressed, but the elder was wearing a spotless white sari. She looked as tired and defeated as the others, but her clothes were perfect. She looked very much like the goddess Sarawati. She was the one who steeped forward

"I am Sarawati, and this is Rati and Yama" Her eyes widened. She opened the door vacantly. The set entered. They left Aatmaj outside.

"I am Enakshi. Please, come in." She beckoned them into the home. There were symbols on the wall. Unfortunately, they couldn't read them. River came over to them.

"The lost language of the Indus Valley" she whispered, putting her fingers over it. Although she and the others could speak the language of the people, she could not read their language. Almost 400 symbols in this language, and not one that she could distinguish. She looked sad, but pulled away. Looking around the room, there was a statue of Buddha, otherwise known as Gautama. River laughed. Enakshi looked at her curiously.

"You do not believe in the Eight-fold Path?" she looked confused "Are the Four Noble Truths not good enough for you gods?"

"Oh, no, sorry. Didn't mean to offend you" River said. "It's better than Jainism. Mahavira was an idiot." Meg laughed, accustomed to River dropping references to these people. "Oh, sorry, has that not happened yet?" Meg rolled her eyes. Akil pulled her aside.

"What is that?" he asked, confused. Meg grinned at the idea of being a teacher for once.

"It's a Buddha. Buddism is a religion based off of Hinduism. Hinduism is a religion where they believe in rebirth-"

"Rebirth? In the afterlife?"

"No," she sighed. "Reborn into the mortal world. They believed Brahma was the creator of all things. All they wanted was to reach Moksha, where they became one with Brahma. There was a collection of hymns that they based it on called Vedas"

"I don't understand what you're talking about"

"Not many of them did, either. That's why they made the Upanishads. It was all of their religious beliefs in a story book." he still didn't really get it

"Okay, I'll just... figure it out" he said. At that moment, a huge explosion came up from outside. The three turn around and stared at the smoke rising up over the city