A fan fic by Caleyndar.
Rating: PG.

Notes: More than anything else, this chapter is about self
dicovery: learning about oneself. Though the transition
Endymion takes in this chapter may seem like almost nothing
to some, not worth spending such a long time apon, keep in 
mind that to understand oneself does mean much to some souls.
	Please, if you have any questions, comments, etc,
send them to: caleyndar@tac.com.au
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Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me; only the
few I make up. The story, however, is mine.


The Name Endymion...
 
Part Four: Angel of Tears...

Chapter Two...

	When God created Man, he made a cosmic error. Or 
perhaps he wanted to see what would happened. Never the less, 
this was the Error: he made us incomplete. Every soul had an 
emptiness inside of them that they could not deny. An 
emptiness that could be filled by nothing other than the 
emotion Love. Not hate, not anger, not memories. Only Love.
	Whether this was true or not, I barely cared. Gods, 
goddesses. Who really prayed to them now? But that horrible 
truth, that Error. Pray it not be true. For if it was, I would 
never be complete, would I? For the only one who could have 
filled up that emptiness was Serenity. And she feared me.
	If only I had not severed my Fathers head from his 
body. If only I had never listened to Armand. If only, if 
only, if only. If only I had listened to Pluto, I would not 
be sitting here now, knees drawn up to my chest, face buried 
in my arms which were wrapped around my legs. Such a venerable
position. One a child would take when alone and afraid, 
confused. 
	Why had I run away? 
	Yes, I had killed my Father, my creator, and I had 
been afraid. Was I now? Was I still in shock? No. I did not 
really care about that monster anymore. Whether he was dead 
or alive. 
	So why had I run away?
	Because I did not want to see her face look apon me 
with such fear and disgust. Anyone, even Nick and Dawn, have 
been very much shocked, very much bewildered at the concept 
that a seventeen year old boy had murdered his Father. 
	Few knew of my horrid mistake. Or perhaps not a 
mistake. Never the less, no human who belonged to Earth knew. 
Only my generals. And perhaps Haruka and Michiru, the soldiers 
who protected the Moon Kingdom. 
	Pluto again. Why was it so important that I lived? 
Pluto knew it, but would not say. Nothing specific. And 
Armand, for a different reason, a different motive, also 
wanted me to live and suffer. And he was the one to be wary 
of, to fear. 
	Was he evil? No.
	Was I? I did not know.
	So what would I do now? Hide a little longer, like a 
child, like a coward? Face the world with all its pain? 
Perhaps Ill just sit here, in Wild Spirits stall, huddled 
up in the corner, hiding behind his long slender black legs. 
Just like the incompetent child I was. 
	How long had I been like this? Ever since this 
morning, when I had blundered in here, wanting to hide from 
the world. Such beauty, the world surrounding me. Torn, yet 
fresh, after the hail storm yesterday afternoon. Yet I had 
hidden in here, almost fearful of meeting with Haruka or 
Michiru. I didnt want to talk to them. I didnt want to talk 
to anyone. 
	"Darien!" The voice of my teacher, my instructor. 
	What now? Why did you need me? I was worthless. I was 
a fool. I was an idiot. 
	Toms silhouette appeared in Wild Spirits stall door, 
a dark shadow blocking out the life giving light that warmed 
my huddled form. "Hey, you going to hide in there all day?" 
his kind voice asked. I didnt deserve such compassion. "Well, 
if you decide to climb out of your little hole, could you
do me the favour of taking some girls on a mountain trail?"
	I slowly unfolded my form and stood up, giving a 
slight nod of my head indicating I would. Better to make 
myself useful to one person at least. Otherwise, what was the 
reason for living? I had failed everyone else. Even my Father.
	There was no comfort as I groomed Wild Spirit. No 
peace in doing what I knew how to do, what my body seemed to 
know rather than my mind. Have I lost even that simple 
leisure? 
	How I wished there was a God. So that I may scream up 
to him all my curses for making life so for me. Why make it 
so full of pain? Why make me suffer?
	You bring the pain apon yourself. You have no one to 
blame but yourself. You point your finger but there is no one 
around.
	My head was bowed, like one walking to a funeral. My 
hands were still bare, leather reins held loosely in one hand, 
my hard hat swung from the other like a pendulum. Wild 
Spirits soft hoof beats could be heard as they impacted 
with the ground.
	I did not look up as I automatically unlatched the 
gate and slipped inside, Wild Spirit following me always. My 
eyes never left the ground. Why did I stare at it like so? 
Did I believe a Hell existed under the soil, the place which 
my eternal soul would be sentenced to once I left this 
earthly realm? No. There was no God. No Heaven. No Hell. At 
least, not as such stated in religions. 
	"Oh good, youre here," Toms voice interrupted my 
dark thoughts. "There are four of them, and they just want a 
mountain trail ride. You think you can handle that?"
	I nodded without meeting his eyes.
	"Good. Theyve just gone to get there hard hats. 
Their horses have already been tacked up. Go as soon as 
theyre ready," Tom said before hurrying away. 
	The world. A place full of so much activity. Yet what 
was the point of it? It would all end, sooner or later. One 
day, the universe would either implode or completely run out 
of hydrogen and helium to burn in its billions of stars, and 
it would become a dark cold graveyard. So why did it matter
that we lived now? It all seemed so pointless. 
	Mindlessly, I mounted Wild Spirit. The world that 
surrounded me did not matter. A tune played in my head. 
Classical music. The music of the soul. Fast, sense of speed. 
Violins spewing forth screaming notes, percussion pounding 
out the beat. The beat of a racing heart.
	"Ha, I knew we could find you here, you little selfish 
brat!" a fiery voice yelled.
	"Uh, Rei, he is hardly little," a soft, almost shy 
voice answered the first. 
	Voices I knew. Voices I did not wish to hear. 
	I turned Wild Spirit, wanting to jump the fence and 
gallop away. Away to freedom, to peace of mind. But I did not. 
I could not. Peace nor freedom were no longer there for me. 
	"Stop, Prince of the Earth Kingdom!" Venuss voice 
called out as Wild Spirit took his advancing steps towards 
the fence. "You can not keep running away!"
	I pulled Wild Spirit to a halt, letting his throw his 
head up dramatically in protest. "Why?" I demanded, dark blue 
eyes glaring at them. "Because for some reason unknown to me, 
I am needed alive? Needed alive and well so I can suffer all 
the more!" Power flew around me as I raised my voice, the blue 
allure which suddenly clothed me in my silver and black armour 
and billowing cape. 
	I watched as their eyes widened, shocked slightly by 
my sudden mood swing.
	"Get on the horses," I said darkly. "We can not talk 
here. Hurry up! No one here knows who I am, and I for one do 
not want to upset more people on this planet!"
	Mars was about to protest when Venus silenced her 
with a swift motion of her arm. 
	"Very well, then, Endymion. But we must talk!" Venus 
said before they all mounted their horses with fluid motions. 
	I waited not to see whether they were comfortable or 
not, and with a flick of my mental powers, I opened the gates 
and galloped though, my sword clanging slightly by my side. 
	The mountains were inviting, fresh and cool under its 
dense canopy. A flash of movement, and civilisation was behind 
us. Tall trees, whose limbs were forever reaching towards to 
sky, as if trying to grasp Heaven, towered over us almost 
menacingly. Bush sounds surrounded us, the almost silent sound
of leaves fluttering through the air as they were pulled down 
by gravity and snatched away by the ghostly fingers of the 
wind, and the movement of air as unseen birds winged across 
the sky.
	The pond again, hidden from so many, but always there 
for me. I slowed Wild Spirit and dismounted, allowing him to 
drink from the magical pool as I waited for the Scouts to 
arrive. 
	"If you are here to tell me to accept my title as the 
Prince of the Earth Kingdom once more, then you waste your 
breath," I said softly as they dismounted. "Uranus and Neptune 
are already here, sent by Pluto, to order that I commit to my 
legacy. But quite simply, I will not. Not until I allow myself
to. Not until I can forgive myself."
	"Not even if I told you Serenity will be married when 
she turns eighteen!" Mars exclaimed.
	My body whipped around to face her, eyes wide, 
shocked. "You do not mean it! She will marry Prince Diamond?" 
I almost demanded.
	"He has asked her. She is unsure. But Queen Selenity 
will have is so, and gives her until the day she turns 
eighteen to find another," Venus said. 
	I frowned, not knowing what to do. How I wanted to 
run back to her, to hold her in my eternal embrace, if only 
she would allow it! "Why do you tell me this?" I asked. "The 
decision is not mine to make! Serenity knows I love her, and 
would have her if she would me! But she fears me!"
	"Wait," Mercury interrupted. "You say Uranus and 
Neptune are here? Endymion, we came only to inform you of 
Serenitys future engagement. We knew nothing of Plutos 
involvement. She is the leader of the Outer Soldiers, and 
they work independently to us. Why are they here?"
	"Uranus and Neptune said they were here to take me 
back, for I was needed as Endymion, Prince of the Earth 
Kingdom. They said that the life of billions rested apon the 
decision," I answered. "And they said that I must fulfil my 
destiny, which is to be one with Serenity. But that can not 
be now, can it? I mean, shes engaged to Diamond with her 
Mothers blessings. And she fears me. Who would not after I 
killed my own Father in such a savage way?"
	"You say to us, Look at the Image of Me, Endymion, 
and you ask us to judge that image, not your soul. Your 
intentions are pure, and Serenity would be able to see that, 
past all the darkness you have covered up the light with. And 
she feared you not because of your darker side: she fears 
merely that you will hurt the love she showers apon you," 
Venus said, her long gold hair blown out like a silken
sheet in the wind that drifted through the trees.
	I looked down, absorbing all that she said. "So you 
say I should do as the Outers Soldiers order me to do?" I 
questioned. 
	"No. I am telling you to do as your heart tells you," 
Venus answered. 
	"Endymion, we came to tell you nothing more than what 
you are about to let slip from you grasp. Sapphire has come 
to us. He has told us what he believes passes between Serenity 
and Diamond, and we agree with him. She does not really love 
him! She loves you!" Mercury said, her voice filled with 
emotion. The other scouts looked at her and her face grew red.
	"And the only reason she does not lavish her 
affections apon you is as you say: that she fears you," 
Jupiter added. "And the only why you can show her that you 
will never hurt her again is to show her you care enough 
about her to try and win her heart back! And you will not 
achieve that sitting on Earth!" Jupiter exclaimed.
	Why are you rebelling against this? What they say is 
true! What do you fear, Endymion? Why do you fear to go back? 
You know your Fathers death was not your fault, and he 
deserved to die! my soul seemed to ask me as I stood there, 
arms wrapped around Wild Spirits neck for support.
	Because I do not want my destiny set.
	But your destiny and what you want in life itself is 
one and the same. You wish to be with Serenity. You wish for 
peace and happiness.
	Yet I do not want the power.
	We can not have everything we want.
	I looked back up at the others, confused and suffering 
the eternal torment of not understanding my own soul. It was 
what I wanted. But yet I did not at the same time. 
	There was a roar of man made power, the harsh biting 
sound that ripped through the gentle silence of the bush. A 
motor bike, tearing along the dirt tracks. And then it skidded 
to a stop in front of where we stood, making our horses uneasy 
and sending up a cloud of dirt and dust.
	The two riders looked at the five off us, their eyes 
taking in the four Inner Soldiers. 
	"Venus," Haruka stated, standing up. "Does the Queen 
know you are here, and that you have left your Princess 
alone?" His tone was cold and almost accusing.
	Venus returned his cold stare. "It is none of your 
business. You are the Outer Guardians. You need not know of 
Serenity. Your mission is only to keep the peace of this 
Universe."
	He laughed. "It is our business when that peace 
depends Serenity and Endymion."
	"Well, then, Uranus, perhaps you should talk to Queen 
Selenity then! She has allowed Prince Diamond to marry 
Princess Serenity!" Venus exclaimed, glaring at the Outer 
Soldier. She narrowed her eyes. "You know, dont you? But you 
have said none of this to her! Why?"
	"Queen Selenity no longer matters. Her role has ended. 
Only Princess Serenity and Prince Endymion matter now. We well 
terminate the Queen if needed, but she needs not know of this. 
She no longer has the right to know," Haruka replied coldly. 
	The four Inner Scouts just stared at Haruka, shocked 
at his words.
	My hands were shaking, tight in a knotted fist. I was 
at a lost for words, shocked as the Inners at Harukas harsh 
uncaring words, confused as to what road I must take now. 
	"And do not bother reporting my motives to the Queen, 
Venus. She knows that her time has to end sooner or later. It 
is so with all the Royal Line," Haruka added before turning 
to me. "And you, Endymion, enough is enough. You will resume 
your place as the Prince of the Earth Kingdom. You will
leave by this time next week, or I will kill your family here 
on Earth, commencing with you precious horse Wild Spirit. Do 
you understand?" 
	Anger tore through me, untainted by other emotions. 
Pure hatred for the idea that one could destroy something so 
beautiful, so innocent, so loved, as my horse, who had done 
nothing to deserve death! My soul and body would not stand 
for it, and with an inhuman roar, both leapt with speed at 
the boy who dared suggest such an abominable action. 
	Light flashed around me, but I was so blind with rage 
that I dismissed it immediately, those beautiful absences of 
a certain colour in the spectrum of light. Arms grabbed me, 
jerking me back with violence until all my momentum was lost, 
overthrown by greater forces acting apon my body clad in
silver and black armour. The ground rushed up to meet me, as 
I had somehow twisted around to face it, and the angry limbs 
no longer held me. 
	A soft, almost non existent breeze made the blades of 
grass sing. I could see their swaying motions as I laid there, 
staring at them, so very close to where my body laid. The tiny 
blooms of vibrant colours scattered here and there sang too. 
A tune meant for Heaven and its Angels, not this lowly
mortal grovelling at their feet. 
	"Stop staring like an insane man, Endymion," his 
voice snarled. It was angry. It was pained. It was sick to 
death of me. But then, who was not by now? Even I wanted to 
be rid of myself.
	I slowly crawled to my feet and turned around, not 
bothering to brush the dirt that clung to me. I was dirt, so 
why should I bother? I raised my heavy head to look at those 
who glared at me. They shared the same blood as I, almost the 
same soul and haunted look. They were so torn now, between
their forced loyalty and their hearts. Perhaps they even 
wanted to tear me from limb to limb for the pain and torture 
I had pulled them through. Deny it they might, but they hated 
me for my actions. Just as I hated myself and my inability to 
understand myself and my fears.
	And so I understood why they had appeared like that, 
and thrown me to the ground. Were I them, I would have done 
the same. They had come, for they could no longer be silent, 
nor keep their emotions hidden from me. Our souls and wills 
may be strong to physical pain, but when tortured by our
hearts and minds, we are weak things. Yet I was still angry, 
enraged, at them.
	"You ask me to not act like an insane man," I said 
softly, forcing the anger from my voice. "But how can one 
such as I not act insane? Look at me. Look at the way my 
limbs shake from the fury, the pain! Look at my eyes! They 
are fearful of things which do not exist! God, I do not know 
why I am like this! Everything you tell me to do is what I 
want! It is exactly my wish, my dream! But God, I fear it! 
Why! Why do I fear what I want, what I need to survive?"
	"You fear rejection. You fear rejection from Serenity, 
by your people, and most of all, from you Mother," Michiru 
said softly, speaking for the first time.
	"My Mother?" I asked, taking a step back.
	"And you also fear failure. Your greatest fear is to 
fail those around you, and so you want no more responsibilities, 
no more power," the girl finished, and then looked away, 
towards the clear water that reflected images in its clarity. 
Like a mirror into ones soul.
	My eyes widened. All she said was true. Every word. 
Yet I had been so blind to my own soul. 
	"Do not look so surprised, Endymion. Very few 
understands themselves so completely," Haruka said, his tone 
softer, less cold now.
	"It is so simple," I whispered, amazed. And then I 
looked up as sunlight touched my face, delicate fingers 
dancing apon my warming skin. And I smiled.
	My knees gave out and I sat apon Mother Earth, tears 
of happiness rolling down my check as my frustration poured 
out from me and was replaced by a shining light. I knew 
myself! And thus I knew how to make myself complete and not 
be broken again. 
	I threw my head back and laughed. "I never knew such 
a simple, basic truth could make me so happy! I can face the 
world now. I can stand up to my fears and say begone! to 
them, for I know what daemons they are now! They are no 
longer monsters lurking in the dark! They are merely 
elementals swirling around me, crying out for me to notice 
and fear them!" I laughed again, relishing in the light that 
filled me, and I rose to my feet and almost danced.
	Perhaps I was not worthless! Perhaps others did love 
me! For I had imagined it all, had I not? Images born from 
the fear. I was worthless because it was what I believed! 
Yes, yes, Serenity still feared me. Yes, I had still killed 
my Father. And yes, I was still a fool, but I could perhaps 
make it all right now, for I had the will, untainted by blind 
fears, to make it so!
	My eyes were dancing as I focused apon those who 
stood around me, watching me. "Come! Let us make things right, 
as they are to be! We shall all be happy!" I grinned, and 
embraced Haruka, who stood there, half smiling as he watched 
me prance around like a joyful child.
	I flew back in surprise and just stared at him. 
"Youre, ah, youre a," I stuttered.
	Haruka smiled softly, trying not to laugh. "When did 
I ever say I was a guy?"
	The soldiers burst out laughing. I just fell on the 
ground, not believing what I was hearing. 
	"Looks like someone didnt study everything he was 
told to," Jadeite whispered to Kunzite, a grin on his boyish 
immature face.
	"You can talk?" Kunzite retorted, and pulled me to my 
feet. "You will reclaim your title then?"
	I looked him in the eye. "Yes," I said, full of 
conviction. "I will take my title as Prince of the Earth 
Kingdom, and I will do all in my power to see that the peace 
for all of us is ensured. Pray that Serenity will take me 
back. Though I fear rejection and failure, I want to be happy, 
and I want you all to be happy with me." My voice was strong, 
but I still feared. Please, Serenity, Love, do not cast me 
away again. I would truly die if you do.
	I pushed the horrid though from my mind and looked at 
my generals and the Inner Soldiers. They stood apart from one 
another, but stared into their partners eyes, unspoken words 
and emotions passing though them. Still, after all I had said, 
they would not betray their Kingdoms nor those they served. 
These were true soldiers.
	Their duty would always be between them. That was 
their curse. And as long as the conflict, the war, still 
raged between our Kingdoms, their loyalty would deny them 
their true happiness. Even though they stood within arms 
reach of each other. 
	The war. I had to find out the truth of that. Yet 
another issue to address. And now that my Father was dead, it 
would be I who dealt with it. With power comes responsibility. 
That was why I feared power, should I make the wrong decisions. 
But it was the only road to my peace, and the happiness my 
loyal friends so wanted and deserved.
	And my family on Earth. My friends. To leave them 
again without warning would surly bring about their ruin. I 
had to tell them something. 
	"But before I do, I must tell those I care about here 
something. I can not leave them without explanation. It would 
be cruel, inhuman. And I could not do that. Make them feel 
such pain," I said softly, my joy fading again. 
	It had not been real happiness. Just enlightenment. 
No. My joy, my peace, would come only when the emptiness in 
my heart had been filled. And I would not be able to leave 
this world to fulfil that emptiness until I had truly ended 
my existence here.
	"The stars all point to revealing the truth, my 
Prince. For the truth is the simplest, though it may hurt and 
shock," Nephrite said, staring up at the untainted blue sky.
	"The truth," I echoed, staring into the distance. 
"About who I am, what I am? I doubt they would even believe 
me. The humans on this world are too scientific. They would 
never believe in magic. Very few truly believe in God. So 
why would they believe a seventeen year old boy who has been
depressed insanely so for the three weeks that he has 
returned, appearing from nowhere, and who had disappeared 
into thin air two years ago?"
	"Truths are fragile things. They can easily be 
shattered or changed or created," Haruka said. "After all, 
were you just not enlightened?"
	I did not answer Haruka. "I have one final request. 
That you all leave me for the rest of this week, or until I 
come to you. I want to do this on my own. This is hard for 
me, as much as I hate to admit. I despise showing my emotions 
as I have of late. It is not my nature. I would appreciate it 
should you all not be there to see me when I tell my family 
and friends."
	They were silent. Venus nodded, and so did my High 
General. 
	"We shall leave you then, my Lord," Kunzite said with 
a bow. "If you need us, however, you know how to call us." 
Without another word, my general vanished in a flash of light. 
	"We, too, will be near always, should you need us," 
Venus said. 
	The Inner Soldiers mounted there horses and rode back 
the way they we came. Only Michiru and Haruka remained, along 
with my beloved Wild Spirit.
	The wind played with my hair, tearing at it, almost 
violently. Yet it was peaceful, loving. The trees whispered 
to the birds that sat amongst them, and the birds sang back, 
songs which few humans could understand. Deep within the 
Mother Earth, insects and worms moved, living their lives 
contently. So why could we humans not be the same? Be content? 
We are what we are. 
	I materialised a rose in my hand. Blood red, just 
blooming. The stem was a brilliant green, as were the delicate 
leaves, with their fine details laced through and through like 
veins. I stared at it for some time, at the velvet petals. 
How they reminded me of Serenitys lips. And then I kneeled 
down and dug a hole in the earth with my bare hands, and 
planted the bloom there.
	"A symbol of my undying love for you, Serenity, 
founded when we were born, brought to life when I met you 
here apon this world," I whispered to the rose. "May you grow, 
little rose, eternally, for that is how long I will always 
love her."
	I rose to my feet, breathing in the sweet air that 
blew over me, touching my bare skin and lips, and blowing out 
my cape so it fluttered like a pair of beating wings behind me. 
	And then I looked at Haruka, all wonder in my eyes 
gone, replaced by something almost like coldness. I had not 
forgotten all that she had said. 
	"Did you mean all that you said today? Of the Queen, 
of my family, of my horse?" I asked, trying to keep my voice 
soft and not in anyway like my Fathers.
	Haruka looked me in the eye and said softly yes. 
She meant it. With all her soul. With all her pride. "I am 
the Soldier of the Wind and Sky. First and foremost, I am a 
lone wolf. I care very little for anyone else, except perhaps 
my love, Michiru," she said, taking the other girls hand. 
"What I feel for my Princess and you, is merely respect, 
loyalty. I was born to serve and protect you, and so I will. 
It is my destiny. I do not hate you, but nor can I say I love 
you. You are just there, existing. As am I." She paused, 
thinking. "I meant every word I said today, not because I 
felt any emotion. Only because it is my duty to bring about 
your fate. I take no joy out of such inhuman words. 
	"You asked, today and at other times, why it is so 
important you live, that you love Serenity and be with her. 
You have asked so many that question, yet you still have not 
the answer. One should not be told their reason for existence. 
We live so we may learn of it ourselves. But it is not enough 
for you, is it, to know you have a reason for existence? But 
you must be content with what you already know and have. As 
time passes, you will learn everything else. That is your 
fate, whether you want it or not, Prince Endymion of the 
Earth Kingdom." She smiled, softly. "And if you ask me, I 
would think it a very good fate, despite all that you have 
suffered, and will."
	I studied her silently. Her boyish looks, her hard, 
cold, yet compassionate green eyes. To say that they were 
cold, reflective glass orbs would be incorrect. They were all 
too human. And then I answered. "I do not like the pain. I 
doubt any living thing likes pain. But it is a part of life. 
You are right. My life is much better than some others. I 
have my health, for what its worth. I have people who care for 
me." I looked away, down at the rose I had planted. "The 
thorns that hurt me are from the tree I planted. Only I can 
tear them away. After this, after I leave this world for the 
second time, I think I want to see my Mother. Tell her what 
I have done. And to find out why I did it." I trailed off. 
In a trance like state, I strapped my hard hat to my head and 
mounted Wild Spirit. Without saying farewell, I rode away, 
galloping up the hill to rejoin the main track.
	This time, nothing would stop me. I would do what was 
needed to be done. 
	The time for running had passed. Be swift now, like 
the steed apon which you travel this land, racing along the 
familiar tracks, and tell the world what you must. Fear 
nothing, and just gallop. Like the wind, the breaths of this 
world. Be strong. Be forever brave. And do not fear.
	Fear. Let my ponder on this now.
	Humans all have a basic fear. To be alone, to be 
worthless. And so one can not help but fear rejection nor 
failure, for they are the principles which make up those fears. 
Perhaps because I am all to human, I fear these things. But I 
never knew it, or perhaps I was too full of pride to admit it 
to myself.
	Another fault of man kind. We are all too full of 
pride. 
	What now, after I tell those I love, those I care 
about, about my cursed name Endymion? I have so much to 
make up for. And of course, I still feared rejection from 
Serenity. I feared that most of all, whether I deserved it or 
not. 
	My Mother. Her name I had almost forgotten, mentioned 
only once to me, in that letter. Where had I placed that box? 
Her name. It was Giai. The Earth. I wanted to see her for some 
reason. Almost desperately now. Questions to ask her. Why? 
What was there to say to one I had never really met? I could 
not understand this. But it was as if everything I did not 
comprehend now would be made clear to me when I saw her, 
spoke to her. Yet there was something, a feeling, a sixth 
sense, that told me I would also hate what she would reveal 
to me.
	Fear. Again. 
	Travel on, Child. Travel the Devils Road. It may 
take you to Hell, but it will end in Heaven. For the Devil 
has a role. To let those who are evil see what is good, so 
they may go to Heaven.
	Wild Spirit galloped on, his hoof beats like thunder 
as we tore down the mountain, towards to main road. To Luke, 
Wild Spirit, to my friend, Luke. He and David and Claudia 
should know. They had the right, and I owed it to them. 
Especially to Luke. He had looked after White Angel all these 
years. For a friend. Who had left him. Just as I would again, 
so very soon.

End Part Four, Chapter Two.

