"Sister, sister! Awaken, please!" Rhyque was shook violently from her dream state. The far hazy figure of a hume brown robed woman stood above her. The floor vibrated as a piece of the ceiling fell to the ground. Across the room Rhyque guessed. She reached towards her upper right to search out a pair of glasses, which were not found. A now gentle pair of hands were two steps ahead of Rhy, slipping the glasses over her whitening eyes. It was then Rhy could understand what was going on. The room was torn apart. Her temple sisters were helping the sight losing Mouneshiree out of the room. Something Rhy was very grateful for. She stood, still dreary from slumber. Her senses were coming to her in an onslaught. Smells of fires, death and rubble. There was a single mirror hanging on the wall, next to a window which Rhy looked to.

The skies were ablaze, as a jaw snapping creature destroyed the city. Rhyque was simply frozen with fear. Even with glasses her sight was not the greatest, but in this moment she could see crystal clear. It was not until one of her sister took hold of her hand. "Rhyque! We must go!" She yelled at the white haired Mouneshiree.

"My apologizes." Rhyque said, running out of the building, in the middle of her hume sisters. On the way out up a flight of stairs, Rhyque's feet slipped from beneath her, causing her to fall. Her glasses slipped from her nose, and under the feet of her sister Kiklyn, the same sister who had woken her. Sister Sil was in front, did not even realize the two had stopped until she nearly reached the top of the stairs.

"Sister Rhyque! Come on, we must move!" She said, getting the woman to her feet. Continuing outside onto the streets. There were a couple of priests blocking the way into the temple from followers trying to get in. Pray for their lives. The priests, though it became a relief to suddenly see so many at their doors, could not allow the people to enter. The building could collapse at any moment.

"Oh my word" Sister Sil spoke. A small gasp came from her lips.

"Could this be what the scriptures spoke of?" Sister Kiklyn asked in shock.

Rhy remained silent. Her vision so obscure, she could not comprehend what scene was being displayed before her. All the sounds though, the screams, the praying from people in the streets. Suddenly it all drew quiet as the world brightened. Was it over?

Before she knew it, Rhyque was being lead to many points in the city. There were many people hurts from building parts falling, fires, and even a couple of death from those who believed the end of the world. Rhyque was a healer, and a temple sister. Making it her duty to help.

"Do not lay a hand on me you harlot!" One man told Rhyque. Only bring a mere sigh to her lips.

Her outfit was rather conservative to Mouneshiree standers. She covered a good portion of her body in the same decorated browns her sisters wore. Many would of coarse still frown upon the outfit. Telling her she would better belong in a topless bar than in a temple. Something she had grown quite used to. She had only been living at the temple after the death of her husband two year prior. He was a blacksmith in a small village just three days north to Alshmarie. They were married for close to forty-five years before he passed away. Which brings us to the second reason Rhyque required assistance. She was carrying the Pa'nashi Hume's child. And would be for the next four or five years. Still it was too early for her to really show, but there was a little bump there.

They were just outside of a trashed bar. On the sidewalk were a man had hand his leg crush to thousands of pieces from a tree branch. Kiklyn and Sil were close by keeping an eye on her, although still helping others from a distance.

"Harlot?" Rhyque questioned seemingly unfazed, "Been there, done that." She said to him, leaving the man to question while she passed a hand over his form, forcing the man to sleep before healing his limbs. She was of coarse joking. After she was finished with another patient, Rhyque stood up. Running a hand threw her whitening hair. There were still a few pink bits in it towards the back. Showing she was not entirely blind yet, but getting there.

Rhyque sauntered inside of the small building nearby. Even though her vision was horribly blurred, she was used to it. And could make out the basics of a room. There were people, a bar, tables, chairs and darkness. She walked up to the bar, awaiting service to ask for a bit of food and drink. Wasn't like Rhyque could tell one persons blur from another. Only that they were strangers.

Towards her back right, she could her a bit of commotion from a table. A group was seated at. Should the acolyte speak with them? She had heard a couple of her patients today speaking of the boy. She could wonder if the group, who was seemly unfazed by today's events, had heard anything about him.

"this... IS TAKING FOREVER!" Kairos said to the poor flight attendant as he continued to complain. His flight had arrived slightly later, and now it could not land on the air strip until it was cleared. In other words, the other students were in the way. He whipped a hand threw his gorgeous blond hair. Kairos being a typical Hitler child. His hair was super blond, while his eyes were a scary bright blue. He was the only one out of his brothers who had the blue eyes of his mother.

"We are sorry sir. We did not expect to run into storms along the way..." The poor flight attendant attempted to explain the the stubborn blond. He had heard her, but it was not going to change anything. A small star shown in the corner of his eye as his mouth cocked into a sly grin. He looked to the pretty flight attendant before putting on his nice guy smile.

"In that case.. Would you like to kill time and neck?" Kairos asked her in the most serious way possible. The flight attendant only sighed, seemed to turn and leave. But instead merely looked both ways before wrapping her hands around Kairos's tie, pulling him in. fifty no's and a yes.. totally means yes.

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Kairos walked off the plane with a new pain to his right cheek. If this were a cartoon, the image of a hand would show, but no. This was real life... or was it?.. Once again Kairos blew it. But the details are far too PG-18 for this story. (He didn't have sex *smileface*) He walked towards the gate of the school. Looking both ways at the gardens that surrounded the school. It made him slightly worried. After all, many of his mystery books involved hiding bodies in gardens. And the cute blonds went first.. He was in trouble.

Walking inside, Kairos noticed the table, with above a large screen. The table was lined with packets, which most of them were missing. Because of the few left, Kairos found his name in seconds. The note caught his attention. This is very strange.. He thought. He was so used to schools where there would always be a teacher or some adult watching him. Right away the blond looked to the ceiling, noticing a small black orb. So they were watching them? That was sort of creepy. Either way the boy signed in, his signature was practiced and elegant, seeing the screen flash with a box labeled 1A. He did not understand it right away until his hands searched threw the packet.

Finding a map of the school. The dorms were in the shape of a V.. now it made sense. Kairos looked back up to the screen. Taking a mental note that his room would be on the right, and the very first room. Also from the size of the boxes on the screen, the male noted how there would only be six rooms.. but there were twelve students. So he may have a roommate. Not something Kairos was completely used to. But he would entertain the idea. His family was rich. They were well known. His father was a world famous neurosurgeon, while his mother was involved in politics around the world. Of coarse it does not sound as.. interfering as it truly was. She looked over the peace core. At least she was one of the top people. Kairos never completely paid attention. Either way, his family's name was very well known, so whenever he was put into schools, he was given a private room. This would be an experience.

Turning on his heel, while still looking threw the packet Kairos headed towards the dorms.

"It won't move at all?" Azulon asked. He had been listening to his sister move objects for probably the past fifteen or so minutes. Most of the thing she owned were solid. Weather it be wood or stone. Not that they had much wood to begin with. He thought for a moment.. knowing he needed to help his sister out. "Open your window, I'll climb around from the room next door." Azulon shouted threw the door so Kaida could hear him. Azulon took off down the hall a second later. Heading into the next room. Which was a guest room. It normally was being used by one of the family, but this week it was empty. Which only made it easier for Azulon to work with. After all, him diving to climb out of a window is not really scene as healthy from the next in line to the throne.

Azulon climbed out of the window and kept his back up against the wall of the palace. Slowly making his way towards the window of his sister's room. He used to do this often as kids. Mainly when the guest room used to be his room. But of obvious reasons, his parents were not happy. He waited until Kaida opened the window before climbing in. He laughed a bit seeing the worry on her face at his rather stupid stunt. Using the top of the window, he swung inside. First seeing the armor sitting in front of the door.

"What made you so angry to be able to move this Kaida? This is pure stone!" He was slightly amazed in fact. "Not to mention all that stuff you claim to need as a young woman."