Chapter 2: "Sidra’s Arrival"
"Oof!" Sidra exclaimed as she landed softly. Seconds later, another
sounded as her backpack landed a few feet from her. "Uhh..." Slowly,
opened her eyes. She was greeted by the sight of storm clouds.
they quickly gave way to a blue, cloudless sky. As if a storm had
‘Where am I? Where’s the meteor? Am I dead?’ She sat up and looked
around. She was lying on a dirt trail in a clearing. The clearing
was surrounded on all sides by a dense forest. It was a warm, summer
The noon sun hung high in the sky and shone brightly over the clearing,
causing the trees to leave no shadows on the ground. A gentle breeze
Offering relief from the sun’s rays. Birds chirped softly in the
accompanied by the sound of a flute.
"This is weird..." She whispered, picking herself off of the ground
dusting herself off. "One minute, I’m sneaking out of my house running
to Florida. Next minute I’m here..." She sighed, "That meteor
have been real. It just... came out of nowhere!" She thought for a
"Maybe... it was an optical illusion... Yeah, that’s it! It was just a
trick!" Sidra let out a nervous laugh. But then stopped with a sigh.
"...But that still wouldn’t answer the question about how I got
Sidra placed her left hand on her hip. It rested on the bulge caused
cellular phone in her pocket. "Hmm..." She reached in and pulled it
A small hole on top of the tiny silver device gave off a white light.
"Better turn that off..." Sidra mummered, pressing a button on the
to turn it off. Then, she pressed 2 and the call button and held it up
"Pick up..." Nothing could be heard. No busy signal, no automated
nothing. Sidra growled under her breath and tried the button
again. Still nothing. She tried a third time. Nothing again. "Well,
is just great..."
After placing the phone back in her pocket, Sidra finally noticed the
music, out of place among the ambiance sounds of leaves rustling and
singing. "...Where’s that music coming from?" She looked around and
noticed part of a house sticking out from behind the trees to her left.
must be coming from over there." Sidra picked up her backpack, slung
over her shoulder, and ran down the path toward the house.
Marcel played a lively tune on his flute while tapping his foot to the
Next to him, on the edge of the fountain, his pet blue bird Chupi
pecking at some bird seed he had laid out for him.
‘It’s such a beautiful day.’ He thought. Of course, it was almost
by that freak rain storm. But that didn’t matter now. The sky was
it was warm, the sun was shining. One could almost say the day was
‘Maybe I should go for a walk later. I could pick some flowers for
Rosalia-sama and Angel-’ The thought made him stop playing. Now that
Angelique had become Queen, Marcel and the others weren’t able to see
often. This saddened him, since he had become attached to her. He was
the other Guardians had to. But they just didn’t show it.
The Guardian of bounty-bringing Green sighed and placed his flute on
lap. "Chupi," He said, turning to the tiny bird. "I wish
could come and visit. But Julious-sama says that if she stops focusing
Sacrea for even a minute, the cosmos would ‘plunge into chaos.’" He
There was a sudden rustle behind him. "Huh? What was that?" He
looked at the entrance to the dirt trail. The trail went through the
Sanctuary and connected all of the Guardians’ mansions. Something
among the trees. "Who’s there?!" He asked.
"Hmm?" Sidra stepped off of the trail. It had lead her to the house,
turned out to be a large mansion. The mansion was surrounded by an
large garden. Numerous flower bushes, scrubs and the like covered the
Several bird houses were almost strategically placed around the
well. In the middle of it all was a large fountain, by which a boy
had long, honey blonde hair that was tied back in a ponytail and
purple? Yeah, purple eyes. He wore a green and white outfit. It’s
was unlike anything Sidra had ever seen before. He looked to be a
years younger then her.
The boy stood up and stared at her. "Umm... Hi!" Sidra yelled,
"Can you tell me where I am?!" He didn’t answer. "Didn’t you hear
Still no answer. Starting to become irritated, she started to walk
him. ‘Even here people ignore me.’ She thought.
Sidra stopped a few feet from the boy. He was about the same height as
His hair was also the same length as hers. He stared at her for a
seconds, then asked her something in a foreign language.
Sidra blinked, "What?" She asked. The boy spoke again.
"Who are you?" Marcel asked. The girl didn’t respond this time. She
looked tired and her clothes were wrinkled. This was odd. It was very
to see new people in the Sanctuary. And usually they were a new
a Queen Candidate. Well, that was what Julious-sama and Luva-sama
said. Marcel believed them, since they had been Guardians longer then
‘...Wait, that’s it!’ He thought, ‘Maybe Luva-sama has some books on
different languages and can translate what she’s saying!’ He smiled.
girl gave him a weird look and raised one of her eyebro- well, the left
of her eyebrow. "C’mon, I’ll take you to Luva-sama." Marcel told her,
reaching for her hand.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Sidra yelled, recoiling her hand as the strangely
tried to grab it. She must have been dead. Never once had a boy ever
this way in front of her before. Usually when a boy smiled, it meant
she had walked right into a practical joke or he had just insulted her.
this boy seemed nice. Even though he did try to grab her hand for no
apparent reason. (Well, one that wasn’t apparent to her anyway.) He
at her questioningly for a moment, said something in his own language,
pointed to himself.
"Marcel" He said, smiling.
Sidra blinked, then got the picture. "...Oh! That’s your name." She
mummered. ‘Duh...’ She shook her head, disgusted with her slight
"Marcel." She repeated, pointing to the boy. Marcel nodded, his
growing wider. She pointed to herself. "Sidra".
"Sidra" Marcel echoed, pointing to her. Sidra nodded. Marcel spoke
feverishly, pointing to the side of the mansion behind him. She shook
"I don’t understand." Marcel thought for a moment, then started
the direction he had been pointing. A small blue bird that was perched
the fountain flew after him. Sidra watched it with curiosity, then
her head. ‘Must be his pet.’
"Sidra!" Marcel yelled, waving for her to follow him. Seeing no other
option, she adjusted the strap of her backpack, and ran after him.
Marcel huffed and panted as he ran along the dirt trail. It had turned
that Luva wasn’t in his mansion. But with Julious discussing
matters. This meant that he had to drag Sidra twice as farther then he
expected. Fortunately, they had just reached Julious’ mansion. He
and waited for Sidra as she walked up to him, almost dragging her
along the ground.
Sidra bent over, her hands on her knees, and exhaled deeply. She
something in her own language and looked at him.
Marcel let out a nervous laugh. "Sorry..." He said, rubbing the back
his head. "It shouldn’t be much further now. Julious-sama is probably
his office." After a couple more seconds of rest, he picked himself up
ran into the mansion. The tiny bird in tow.
"For the love of god..." Sidra mummered before picking up her backpack
running into the mansion after Marcel. ‘Where the hell is this kid
wow...!’ The interior of the mansion was brightly lit and furnished in
mostly white and gold. Marcel raced up the grand staircase in front of
and ran into the left wing of the 2nd floor hall.
Sidra stopped and looked around. She and Marcel appeared to be the
people in the place. Though she figured whoever owned it must’ve had a
of servants. "Amazing... hey, wait!" She yelled, continuing her chase
after the violet eyed boy.
Eventually, the two came to a set of double doors. Both were adorned
gold knocker. Marcel knocked on one and entered without waiting for an
Sidra stopped dead in her tracks. Within the room was three of the
handsome men she had ever seen.
In the middle of the room was a large white and gold desk. At it sat a
regal looking man with long, golden hair and beautiful blue eyes. His
clothing indicated that he was definitely a man with a great deal of
power. To his left was a gentle looking man dressed in the blue and
robes of a scholar. His hair, that which could be seen below the
his head, was also a curious shade of blue. His eyes were a soft gray.
man to his right was dressed in the garb of a soldier. He wore silver
plates of armor with stylized flames drawn on them in red, a black
undershirt and pants and brown leather gauntlets. Topping it all off
royal blue cape. His hair was slightly spiky and a deep red. His eyes
an icy blue, lighter then the golden man’s eyes.
‘Oh my god... I am dead. And I ended up in the section of heaven for
guys!’ Sidra thought. She started to feel nauseous. "M-M-Marcel?"
Marcel turned and looked at her. So did the other three men in the
"Oh..." He walked over and took her hands. Sidra’s hands suddenly
cool and fresh and charged with a strange energy. The hair on the back
her neck stood up. She dismissed it as a result of her nerves.
Marcel spoke to the three men, his statement ending with her name. He
turned to her and pointed to the golden haired man at the desk.
"Julious-sama". Julious studied her thoughtfully. He pointed to the
haired man. "Luva-sama" Luva smiled at her. Finally, he pointed to
soldier. "Oscar-sama" Oscar raised an eyebrow and studied her as
But he did it in a curious fashion (curious to her anyway). He also
slight smirk on his face.
"Marcel, where did you find this girl?" Julious asked with a slightly
"She was on the walking trail behind my house." Marcel replied,
Sidra. Sidra gave him a nervous smile. "She doesn’t speak our
And she doesn’t seem to know where she is. Maybe she can stay-"
"There is no way she could’ve entered the Sanctuary without one of us,
Rosalia, or Queen Angelique knowing." Julious started. "And people
just enter whenever they want. She-"
"I think Marcel has a good idea, Julious." Luva interrupted, "Judging
her clothes, she’s not from any of the nearby planets. Maybe she can
for a few days. Until we establish some kind of communicatio-"
"Do you expect to just learn her language in a few days?" Julious
clearly becoming irritated. "We have more important things to do then
trying to learn another language."
"I have to agree with Julious-sama." Oscar added, his smirk fading.
much as I want to help the missy here..." He gestured toward Sidra a
glanced at her... eyebrow, "... It would take too much time. And you
the flow of time in the Sanctuary is different from the outside.
He noticed Sidra glaring at him coldly.
Luva ignored them and turned to Sidra, smiling.
Sidra flinched. Another guy smiled at her today. It immediately made
for Oscar staring at her like she was a freak. She blushed and looked
at the carpeted floor.
Luva spoke to her in a soft voice, then bowed. Sidra just looked at
unsure of what to do. Seeing this, Luva thought for a moment. Then
extended his right hand. He explained something to everyone present,
‘... Don’t want to seem rude.’ She thought, grasping her right hand in
‘I wish I knew what these guys were saying.’
Suddenly, an odd tingling sensation traveled through her hand and up
arm. It felt as if she was sucking energy out of Luva’s body. Both
and Luva gasped and let go of each other’s hands. Sidra fell to the
as the sensation continued up her arm and into her head. "Uhh..."
"Sidra, are you alright?!" She heard Marcel cry. She shook her head
opened her eyes. Everyone just stood staring at her. Except for
who tried to help her up. "Are you okay?!"
"...Yes..." Sidra replied. Marcel gasped and let go of her. She
around the room. "Umm...heheh..." She laughed nervously.
Author’s note: Okay, I thought it would make more sense that everyone
the Sanctuary would speak a different language then Sidra. Hey, they
another galaxy! By the way, there are cell phones that have
built in them. I know, I have one. :p Ridiculous, yeah. But if you
about it, it is kind of practical.
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