30: Past
Okay, why did I switch from roman numerals to normal numbers: Well, thirty equals three X's, and well, I don't want to give the wrong idea.
Anyways, more head!canon. I'd happily hear your thoughts on the subject.
The first time she created the rings, the planet's state of disrepair had not been caused by humans, but the recklessness of her first born Children that had cast aside her careful teachings and used their gift as they saw fit.
She was wary creating the rings, but knew she could not fix the damage herself. She needed help, so she created the rings with the most basic of powers, hoping it would not overwhelm those she gifted them too. She sent them to the youth of the humans; ones who weren't so corrupt, still innocent and naïve but not too young that they did not know responsibility. Children she could teach and pray they obeyed her careful warnings.
Water chose a carefree girl from the Pacific Isles, Earth a strong young boy from what would be known in the future as Australia. Wind gifted a fast and spirited Mongolian girl that roamed the steppes, and Heart favored an African witch doctor's apprentice.
Last but certainly not least, Fire to a young Roman boy training to be a soldier. He quickly assumed leadership of the five band team, and while the others kept a respectable distance from Mother Earth -one Deity they all agreed existed- the child was daring compared to the others. He had no qualms approaching her with questions, or accepting meetings with her whereas the others were far too respectful, and to her despair, fearful, to actually have a discussion with her. She could tell the others were shocked by his courage, but she found refreshing.
More than that, she enjoyed it. If she was truthful, she had been so lonely. Her older Children were all but burnt out from flamboyant use of their powers, sealed away deep within the Earth to keep them from destroying everything. She had secluded herself from the humans, her second born Children, and had been content watching from afar; until now.
"Let me stay," he pleaded after the world was in balance. He had grown from a youthful boy into a handsome young man, his brown eyes not only full of fire, but courage, determination. Eyes that had seen so much and still held a glimmer of innocence and optimism; a genuine desire to help. But that wasn't what stopped her from sending him back as she had her other Planeteers. It was the love that shone whenever he saw her; the smile he reserved for her and her alone. The emotion reflected in the reverent kiss he placed on her hand.
And the love reflected in her smile as she accepted his request. Because if he had not asked, she would have.