CHAPTER 2

I had a dream that night. In that dream I remembered more about who I was and what my purpose in this world really was. It had eluded me for so long. I'd had other dreams but they had never made any real sense until that night and to this day I am not sure why.

I remembered being brought into a human family when I was young. I was actually an adult, but as a human, I had started out small. I was probably no more than six in human years. It was so odd to possess the knowledge of a being who was almost a hundred years old at that time, but at the same time be limited in speech, thought, and emotions to those of a small child. It was an odd feeling. I possessed thoughts and ideas far beyond a child’s but even if I wanted to I was not able to express them to any more than my new body’s abilities. It was several years before the two caught up with each other and by then I was already deep into training.

The Kingdom had identified me early as someone who would make an excellent soldier. So I, along with several other children in my village, was taken by the Kingdom to their training camps. There we were subjected to brutal beatings and discipline. It was not done out of anger, sadism, or a lust for power. These men truly believed that they were getting us ready for the fight that lay ahead of us and they were right.

I remember that I was different. As a child of six human years I was able to run faster, fight harder, react faster, than anyone else my age. I was actually beating teenagers who had been training for years in swordplay by the time I was eight years old. I was able to move faster than they were and I was actually stronger. The leaders were impressed at my abilities, but as I grew older I realized that my abilities were starting to become far advanced above the best adult soldiers. I knew that I would be found out and that I would be killed instantly if anyone found out that I came from the Other World.

The Other World. I was one of them. This revelation in the dream made all the sense in the world suddenly. I was from the Other World and I was being trained as a human soldier to fight The Other World.

What was going on? Why was I here? Why was I not fighting with my own kind? Why was I serving the humans?

Somehow I consciously moved deeper into my mind and further into the dream. I began to slowly remember. I was remembering everything. What was going on…?

I saw a vision of my planet and my family. I saw the pack that I was in. I was the youngest of several brothers. Allele, Brax, and Causk, were all older than me. I was named Cahn after my great grandfather who had passed on. It was believed by my race that family members were reincarnated as new family members. I was named Cahn out of respect for him.

Suddenly, while watching this image of my family preparing for something my parents became alarmed and agitated. They told us all that we had to go. It was time. I didn’t know what it was time for, but I saw myself being separated from my brothers. My mother led me to a private area and told me to get into the pod. It was almost too small, but I crammed myself into it. She told me to never forget the mission.

“What are you talking about? I want to fight. You need me!” I screamed.

“We do need you,” she said. “That is why you must go. The prophecies have foreseen this.”

Before I could say anything else the pod’s lid closed on me and it lifted off the ground swiftly heading towards the outer belt of the solar system.

That was the last I remembered before I woke up as a human in the middle of a field somewhere. I knew that I was no longer home; I was on an alien planet and I was not sure right off where I was, but the sky was blue, the grass was green, and there was one huge yellow sun.

And I did not remember where I had come from. Somehow it was all gone. But over time I began to have visions and then full-fledged dreams of another world, another race of beings. It did not make any sense.

But I knew immediately that I was not human. I found myself changing back into my old being on several occasions when I was in distress. The first time was when I was attacked in the open by a lion that was roaming free. I stumbled upon it accidentally within the first few days as I was heading to find some others on the planet that seemed to be inhospitable.

And there it was as I came over the hill. It was huge, but it looked like food. I was starving and beginning to die of thirst. I had never experienced a hunger or a thirst such as this before. I used to only need food every couple of weeks, but now it was a constant thing.

The lion looked at me and I recognized the murder in its eyes. The beast leaped at me rearing back with its vicious claws. I did not feel fear, only curiosity as my body responded. I moved much quicker than this animal and I had destroyed it before it knew what was coming.

It was then that I noticed that my one of my hands was not like the other. Instead of this fleshy, pale, excuse of a claw that was now my human hand, I saw a red, long fingered claw in its place. I closed my eyes and looked at it again, the flesh of the lion hanging from my long, sharp claws.

I concentrated on bringing the other hand back and it began to change. I did not know I could do this but it just felt right. And within seconds I had two human hands again. It was the first time that the realization hit me that I was not who I appeared to be.

The next day I entered the village and was shocked to see that everyone there looked similar to my new form. I did not show anyone who I really was or tell them where I came from. I could hardly remember myself and it just seemed that it was much better if they all thought I was a boy who had lost his parents.

I was taken in by a nice family, the Carters. And within a few months I had been identified as having strong athletic and fighting skills. So the Kingdom took me and trained me; the Carters could not have said no if they'd wanted to.

But I enjoyed every second of it. Through the training I was treated almost as a number, a disposable soldier, which is what we all were trained to be. It was estimated that most of us would die in battle and I was ok with that because I was not sure that I could die a human death. After a few years in the Kingdom's Army, I was given the job of bodyguard to the Princess. I missed the action of the fight sometimes, but I did what was asked of me. No one else would have turned it down and I felt it would have raised some suspicion if I had done so.

I awoke that night from the dream covered in sweat. Everything was starting to make sense now. Why had it taken me so long to remember? Was I one of the Other World? Why was I fighting for the humans? Why was I sent here?

My mother. She said it was part of the plan and that I had a place in the war. Did my family die? Were they slaughtered in that last battle? Was I sent away because of the danger or was I really part of a plan? There were so many answers I just did not have. I had so many questions.

I was burning up so I stepped out of my tent and decided to take a walk around to get some fresh air. The cool night air felt great against my skin, the wetness drying against me. I inhaled several breaths enjoying the freshness of the air. I loved the wide open country away from the clutter and the pollutants of the villages and towns. But tomorrow I would kiss all that goodbye as we made our way back to the castle to the heart of the Kingdom.

“Can’t sleep?”

The voice startled me momentarily as I jerked my head towards the intruding sound.

It was Reah. She was standing there and for the first time I noticed that she did strike a rather striking figure surrounded by the darkness of the night.

“Yea,” I replied. “I’m surprised to see you out here.”

“Yea, I guess I couldn’t sleep either. I ‘m still a bit rattled over what happened. All of these years and nothing like that has ever happened before,” she said. I could smell the fear on her breath echoing the terror in her voice. But she hid it well.

“I can understand that,” I said even though I couldn’t. “But there is a first time for everything. Maybe that is why your father has asked us back on such a hasty return.”

“Yea, that’s what I’ve been wondering. Maybe the people are finally getting restless and realizing that his war may never be truly over.”

“Well, all you can do is hope that most do not share this wacko’s world view. Right?”

“I guess,” she said.

“Well, goodnight,” I replied starting to head back.

“Wait,” she said. She was walking closer to me now. I could feel something different in the air and I knew it was bad news.

“I wanted to thank you for doing what you did,” she said.

“I was just doing my job, Princess.”

“Well, I have seen you going above the call of duty on more than one occasion,” she said. “I just wanted you to know how much I appreciated it.”

She was stroking my arm gingerly and before I knew what was happening she was leaning forward to kiss me.

I reacted by stepping back quickly out of the range of the kiss. The Princess was very confused.

“Princess, I’m sorry, but you are my charge. It would not be appropriate for us to develop feelings like that for each other. I’m sure your father would forbid it. He might even react… um… well, hastily to say the least.”

Reah listened to my words, allowing them to sink in. Then she smiled and said “You are right, Cahn. I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me.”

“Goodnight,” I said as I retired back to my tent.

“Goodnight,” her words whispered on the soft air.

Somehow I did not think this was the end of it.