working.
Taking out her small, worn
rock chisel, Terra chipped away at a patch of dolomite. Last week,
she had found traces of magnetite ore and now hoped to hit a larger
vein. She dug around a large chunk of rock before trying to pull it
out with her bare hands.
Terra grunted and strained as
she pulled at the loosened chunk of dolomite stone. “Stubborn
stone!” she said through gritted teeth as she pulled harder. The
stone did not give and Terra slipped, falling down to the ground in a
hard thump.
She lay on the ground, gasping
at the exertion. Terra's mind wandered to the future as she gazed at
the sky. The clouds moved at a steady pace, swept along by the wind.
She closed her eyes as a gentle breeze washed over her.
Terra sighed. “Do something.
Follow the wind. Yeah right. That's not how it works. The future
never comes to the present.”
When she opened her eyes to
the sky, they seemed to be playing tricks on her. It looked as though
someone stood in the tree above her, balancing on a large branch.
After a moment, her eyes focused. She then realized someone really
was in the tree, watching her. A woman with silver hair.
Chapter
IV
Uncertainties
The Squire System, while
antiquated, works well for Aeon Legion recruitment. Given stagnant
Saturn City demographics, recruits must be drawn from various
historical periods instead. Naturally those with military backgrounds
are preferable, but talent comes in many forms and the Aeon Legion's
mission encompasses so much more than warfare. However, it is highly
advised that all legionaries vet their potential squires before
enrolling them into the Academy's training program. If a legionnaire
does not put the effort into recruiting a squire, then why would the
recruit put effort into the training? Choosing a potential squire has
nothing to do with luck.
-Introduction
to the Aeon Legion's Squire Recruitment Manual by Praetor Lycus Cerberus
T erra
gasped as she searched for her rock hammer. She grabbed it and held
it close to her chest. The stranger jumped from the tree before
landing next to Terra with the grace of a falling feather.
“Good ages Terra,” the
silver haired woman said with a voice that carried on wind. Her wavy
silver hair reached down her back and curled at the tips. Sky blue
eyes contrasted with the tanned tone of her skin. Her slender,
athletic build and youthful narrow face made Terra guess the woman's
age in her late twenties. The woman smiled, grabbing Terra's arm and
pulling her up without even a grunt. “Infinite apologies about my
sudden appearance. I didn't mean to frighten you.”
Terra steadied herself before
stepping away from the intruder. “Who are you?”
The silver haired woman stared
at Terra as though expecting to be recognized.
Terra looked at the woman's
uniform, feeling a strange sense of deja-vu. The woman's sleek, pearl
white armor was segmented with metal seams and decorated with glass
orbs. A thin stripe of blue decorated the edges of each plate.
Underneath her armor, she wore a form fitting white suit. Her armor,
along with the sheathed sword she carried at her belt, made the
woman's overall appearance look like a futuristic rendering of an
ancient knight.
“Crash.
I keep forgetting that,” she said after a moment. She looked down
to a long and narrow device worn on her right forearm that covered
from
her wrist to nearly her elbow. The complex device had a convex,
glowing glass orb above her wrist, like the face of a wristwatch.
When her left hand drew near the device, a series of holographic
translucent blue buttons appeared over and around the edge of the
device's glass face. She touch a button. “Minerva, Restore Terra
Mason's memories.”
Terra raised an eyebrow when a
glowing blue ring formed around her center. It moved counterclockwise
around her. She tried to escape it, but it encircled her within
seconds before vanishing.
The moment the ring
dissipated, Terra's missing memories flooded back into her mind.