Hey guys! This is the first chapter in the flashback, 'Lost Chronicles'. The preview for this series is in the previous chapter.

May 21, 1989

23-year-old Neha Kului looked out the window. She was in her private plane, thousands of feet above the Indian Ocean. She was 2 months pregnant, and naturally, she was worried about the state of he baby because the doctors told her that he had gotten bruised during her escape. She absentmindedly rubbed her arm and winced. There was a long, jagged scar on her arm from she had cut it when she was escaping the Vespers.

"Madam, we're about to begin our decent." the captain said over the microphone. Neha exhaled in relief. The more distance I can put between me and my nightmares, the better. After spending some recovery time in Maldives, she decided India was the safest place to go. But nowhere was safe, and as soon as her baby was born, she would have to depart again. It might take months to get to her final destination. She looked out the window again. They were circling toward the ground, and she could make out the jungle that her Indian Home was nestled in.

A few minutes later, they landed on he landing strip near her house. She picked up her backpack, the only thing she was carrying with her, and slung it over her shoulder. She was only traveling with the bare essentials.

She stepped out of the plane into the humid air and breathed in the scent of the jungle. India. It's always good to be here, she thought. The pilot exited behind her. She turned around to say something to him. Suddenly, a wave of pain swept over her. She grabbed her stomach. "Uhhck.." she groaned.

"Are you alright, miss?" the pilot asked worriedly, stepping up to assist her. Neha doubled over.

"I-I don't feel very well.."

A few weeks later...

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!"

Neha lay on the bed, groaning and screaming in pain.

"You're doing great!" the doctor coaxed. "Push!" Neha gasped and let out a little scream. The pain was like nothing she had ever experienced before.

"Push! You're almost done!" the doctor encouraged. Neha screamed again and gave a mighty push. Then, the pain subsided a little.

"You did it." the doctor whispered. He lifted the screaming baby up and handed him to her. Neha held her baby against her chest, then held him back a little to examine him. He was beautiful, even though he was born 1 and a half months early. He had caramel colored skin, and a little black hair. And, he's got his father's amber eyes, thought Neha.

"What are you going to call him?" asked the doctor. Neha looked at her baby again.

"Zade. I want to call him Zade" she whispered. The name suited him perfectly.

A few days later, Neha lay in bed with Zade, who was napping. She smiled, despite all the hardships she was facing. Having Zade was the best thing that had ever happened to her. Suddenly, there was an urgent knocking on her door.

"Come in!" she called out a little weakly.

The door opened and her companion burst in, panting.

"What's wrong?" asked Neha worriedly.

"Madam, we've got to get moving," he panted, "I've just received word. Elizabeth's found out where you are, and she just left. She should get here in about-" he looked at his watch, "-five hours. We've must leave, now!"

How did she know I was here? Neha wanted to ask, but it was a stupid question. Elizabeth knew things like that. She was scary that way. Neha jumped out of bed and picked up Zade. She grabbed her backpack and rushed out the door, wondering already where she should go next.

Neha was back in her plane, nursing Zade. She had decided that the only safe way to escape Elizabeth was to pick a place at random to go to. That's why she was headed to Hawaii. She won't find me. She won't find me. She won't find me. Neha repeated to herself. Now, her biggest concern was for her baby. If Elizabeth found them now, the first thing she would do is kill Zade. That was the kind of person she was.

A few weeks later...

Neha stood on her porch. She was now in Kilauea, a small town on the island of Kaua'i. Her new name was Yasmine, and this was where she hoped to stay for a long time, and maybe raise a family.

7 years later...

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!"

Neha, or Yasmine, was once again going through childbirth. She had gotten married in Kaua'i, but the marriage had ended badly a few years ago.

"Push! Push!" the doctor said comfortingly. She had decided to do a home birth, she had less chance of being found out.

"You're almost there!" the doctor coaxed. She screamed again. Then, no more pain.

"I can't believe it! You gave birth to a healthy set of twins!" the doctor exclaimed jubilantly. Yasmine managed a weak smile. The doctor handed her the babies, each bundled up in a blanket. One was a boy, the other was a girl. Although they were paternal twins, they still looked almost identical. One was a boy, the other a girl. Just then, the door open and a man and a woman rushed in, excitement all over their faces.

"Congratulations, Neha!" the woman exclaimed happily. Neha smiled weakly.

"Thanks, Hope. How's Amy?" Neha asked.

"Amy's doing great. And guess what?" Hope's eyes glittered.

"What?" asked Neha.

"I'm pregnant again!" she squealed.

"That's great!" Neha exclaimed. "I hope our kids will be friends."

"I'm sure they will be." smiled Hope. Her husband, Arthur, took a piece of paper and handed it to Neha.

"What are you naming them?" asked Hope. "They're beautiful."

"Zai." she decided. "Zai, and Zaina."

I hope that chapter is more fun to read than it was to write. I know, I did a terrible job on the childbirth parts. Give me a break! I know absolutely zero about childbirth! Well, read, review and comment! Also, you might notice that this chapter was added once, taken off, then re-added. I did that to add the bit about Hope and Arthur. Hope you liked!