Not even two minutes later, at least a dozen maids and advisors rushed down the main staircase. Some of them bring down desks together, others holding stacks of papers. It was like watching a dance routine as they made up the desks and put different blueprints at tables. Abbil runs up to me with a massive grin on her face.

     "Where should we begin?! The theme?! What food will be served?! Oh, how about the guest list? I mean you get to pick anyone that you deem fit! That is with a few exceptions-" I start to drown her out as I look back at the assortment of desks behind us.

     "Do I really have to decide everything about this thing?" I asked cutting her off mid-sentence as she talked about the dress code.

     "Well... I suppose not everything. I guess enough with what you're comfortable with, I mean am I right?" Abbil asks as she turns and looks around at the others, waiting for an answer. A man that looks like he's in his late 20s steps up to answer.

     "We'll talk note in what her majesty doesn't want control over and go from there." He has his blonde hair up in a small bun. His frame is about the same as Xaviers, just a little smaller. I take a deep breath and let it out.

     "I really don't want to make all of these choices. I mean, do you understand what the past 24ish hours have been like for me? I have literally been whisked away from the planet that I thought I was born on and told that everything I know true was a lie to protect me. Then I'm told that I have to marry a man that I have never met before, or else something bad happens. I have to change the way that I dress, how I act, and basically who I am to appease your people. You get to continue your life as if it's another day, while..." I can feel my throat tighten up while my lip slowly begins to quiver. I take another deep breath.

     "While I can't, you guys stole my life from me, stole everything from me. Now I have to start everything over, and I can't even control it. Planning... whatever this is, is just a sliver of control. I don't want to do this. I don't want any of this... I-" The tears beat me before I can say my next few words. I bring a hand to my mouth and run towards the main staircase.

     I don't even know how I didn't run out of breath as I look up and now on the 5th and final floor above ground. I look around me, some wooden doors next to each other, others far apart. I slump down on the wall next to the stairs and really start to cry. 

     Where was this earlier, why haven't I been freaking out this whole time? This isn't normal, this doesn't even feel real, why me? Why did it have to be me? I bring my knees up and cry into them. Is Xavier what kept me sane until now? The last little bit of normalcy that I have left? I take a deep breath to try and calm down, it barely helps. Is he even that? My last bit of myself? He's the one that whisked me away to here and told me everything was a lie, and yet, he's the last thing from home. From being normal. I can feel my chest start to tighten as I try not to think more about it.

    I don't know how long it was until I stopped crying and was just staring down the hall I was in. No one bothered to look for me, or no one knew where to look. I mean, I don't even know where I'm at in this place. I slowly push myself up off of the ground, and look at the adjacent hall. 

     Hm, there's only one door, down there. My legs start to feel like pins and needles, as they wake back up. How long have I really been gone? I ignore the feeling and make my way to the single door down the other hall. 

     I get to the door and slowly turn the knob, it opens with ease. I push the door open but don't go inside of it yet. The room is about the size of a football field, and I'm in the middle of it. A tall cart that comes to my stomach holds what looks like a computer on it. As I step into the room, the automatic lights come on and light up the huge room. The room is completely bare, the white walls and tiles feel more like a sterile hospital than whatever this room is supposed to be. From the corner of my eye, I see the computer device turning on. I turn my head to it, and before I can adjust to what the screen says, a voice comes overhead into the room.

     "Hello, Hope Anderson. Where would you like to go?" The male voice sounds like it's coming from an intercom in the room somewhere, but I don't see anything that can look like one.

     "I'm... sorry? Go where?" I ask no one in particular as I look around the room again. It still looks the same. 

      "Here are some examples where I can take you, Ms. Anderson." The male voice goes quiet before the room starts to actually change. 

     The white tiles on the floor become parts concert, almost like a sidewalk, while the walls and the empty space turn into highrise buildings. A warm breeze is in the room now and fills up with the smell of a city. People start to populate the room, walking around me, driving the spaceship-looking cars. It looks like the city that Xavier and I walked through when we first got to this planet. I go up to a person walking in my direction.

     "Excuse me, what is-"He paid me no attention to me, as if I wasn't there, and actually walked through me. Well, more like misted through me. 

     "Here is the capital city Polis. In the distance, you can see the fortress where you are now." The male voice exclaimed. 

     The people, buildings, and the smell of the city slowly start to disappear as the room morphs again. The warm breeze now a hot humid day and the smell of sea salt water fills my nostrils. The concrete sidewalk is now sand while the other half of the room seems to be an endless ocean. I hear the waves crashing on the shore, while seagulls morph into the air above me.

     "Mavil also has beautiful oceans and beaches. This is just an hour outside of the capital city." The male voice on the overhead says. 

     I quickly take off my slip-on shoes and feel the warm sand between my toes. I walk toward the water and feel my feet actually get wet. I look up at the ceiling which is now a clear sunny sky,  the ceiling not even noticeable.

     "Does it have to be on this planet or can it be anywhere?" I ask, again to no one in particular. 

     "Absolutely, where would you like me to take you?" The male voice says. Only one place I want to see again.

     "Take me to Earth, Los Angeles California. 889 and 891 Gable Road to be specific." I walk out of the water and back on the sand as the scenery once again disappears and starts to morph again. 

     Palm trees start to grow around me, as the sand starts to turn into a sidewalk again. My parents and Xaviers' parents' house started to grow right in front of me, just like how it was when we left it. A small gasp leaves my mouth as it's exactly how it was just the other day, the only noticeable difference is for sale signs in both yards, and everyone's cars are nowhere to be found. Maybe Xavier wasn't lying about that part, about our parents being from this planet.

     "Where did they go?" I quietly ask the male voice, hoping that it can pick up my voice.

     "They are settling back into their new house here. Would you like me to take you to them?" He asks. I shake my head no.

     "Am I able to go in?" I ask as my feet are already walking towards the front door. I was able to walk through the front door without having to open it. 

     The house was bare, as to be expected, but it seems like it's been bare for months. Not even the smell of the familiar vanilla sugar candle that my mom had is there. Maybe seeing them in person will help me with this new reality. Maybe they can explain what's happening. I try to go up the stairs up to my room, but my foot mist through the first step.

     "I'm terribly sorry Ms. Anderson, I don't have the ability to go to the second floor of the house, as the room does not have a second floor." The male voice apologetically says. 

     I let out a huff of frustration before walking out of the house. Once I do, Xavier is standing there, arms crossed giving me an ashamed look. He still wears his military uniform, just without the armor. 

     "Hello, Mr. Wang. Where would you like to go?" The male voice asks him, but Xavier doesn't respond to it.

     "They moved out when we left in the morning, didn't think you should experience that as well as everything else going on." He said quietly. I nod my head as my heart starts to speed up by just seeing him. I can feel my throat start to tighten and my eyes starting to get watery, I blink away the tears though.

     "What is this room?" I quietly ask. He looks around at the street that we grew up on before landing back to me.

    "We call it the Projection, it can show anywhere that you want in the known universe, if it has it in its database that is." I wipe at my eyes and take a slow deep breath, my throat beginning to loosen up. He holds out his arm to take, I hesitate but grab onto his arm. 

     "Come on, dinner is being served already. Unfortunately, Mardock won't be present this time, more Military meetings. However, I'll be in attendance as well as a few others as well, so you're not entirely alone." He says, sounding more hopeful towards the end of his sentence.

     We get to the main floor and I can already smell the delicious scent of baked ham as well as a few other scents that I can't quite pinpoint. Xavier pushes open the double doors of the dining hall, and I'm greeted by a familiar sight. Both of our parents sitting, chatting with each other like it's another Sunday dinner. Our moms drinking a maroon-colored liquid, most likely some sort of alcohol. The doors shut behind Xavier and me, and everyone was now staring at us. I watch as my mom stiffens, before getting up out of her seat and running over to me, pulling me into a very tight hug, I hug back just as tight, at a loss for words.

Well.... hello there. Very long time no see. So much has happened in my life that it'll take another chapter just to write about it! Anyways yes, I am updating this book first out of the many that I need to update. I really want to push this book along, and more importantly, remove the BBS squad from this book. Yes, I'm slowly moving my roots and growing. I'll of course update and finish my other books that have them in them, but I don't think that I'll write any more books about them. I do however want to create books about no particular person, but different ideas that I have and I hope that if/when they come out, you enjoy them! It's been a bit but I'm slowly starting to enjoy letting my ideas come to life. Other than that, I'll see you soon!