I know it has been an eternity for all of you, and now finally I had the guts to continue my story. Though it will be redone, chapter by chapter so you will enjoy it more, have fun reading the edited story. The link to the fan fiction video can be found in my profile. Enjoy

Prologue

The gods have a plan for you, a destiny!

Somehow the words that had been spoken to her were familiar, though Cathy couldn't remember how they were of importance to her.

An older lady with white hair that she wore in a tight bun at the nape of her neck had stopped Cathy in the middle of the sidewalk as she was walking from the corner shop to her working place, that morning.

She smiled at her. „Can I help you with anything?" Cathy asked and waited for the woman to speak.

"I have something for you, my dear." The old woman said. She moved back and reached into the pocket of her long flowing coat.

"This is a Persian Medallion. You will soon find out what's in store for you." She said and left Cathy standing there dumbfounded and thinking about the things she had told her.

‚Crazy old hag.' Cathy thought to herself and left.

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Cathy Soler was walking home from her usual working place at a small café. The owner was an older gentleman, glad to have some help with the customers and guests.

Just as she crossed the street her phone was ringing. Looking down at the display she read the name of her room mate, Susan.

„Heya. I'm just on my way home." Cathy said, answering the phone.

„Hey. I just wanted to call to let you know that I'll be cooking dinner tonight." Susan said and Cathy couldn't help the smile that was forming on her lips.

„That's alright. I'll be home in a bit."

„Alright, see you soon."

Saying her good-byes Cathy hung up on her friend and made her way down a dark alley that was a short cut to her apartment.

Every one with a slight bit of brain would have taken the longer and safer way, but not Cathy. She loved the adventure, that's why she always took the short cut. So far she always had been lucky but this time it wasn't on her side.

Cathy could hear heavy footsteps coming from behind her.

Abruptly she turned around and looked directly into the face of a large, burley man. His hair was hanging in greasy strands in his face.

"W-What do you want, sir?" Cathy asked in a nervous voice.

The man gave her a nearly toothless grin and walked up to her.

"How about some fun, and then maybe I'll let you go." He said with an heavy accented voice.

Panicking Cathy turned around and made a move to run but was stopped as a big hand held tightly onto her arm.

"Now, now. Where do you want to go so fast, me lovely?"

Pressing her closer to him she could feel his smelly breath on her cheek.

„No, let go." she said struggling against his hold. „I'll scream, and then the police will come."

The man laughed loudly and put his hands on her mouth. „Now we wouldn't want you to loose that beautiful face of yours, now would we?" He pressed the knife in his hand closer to her neck, and Cathy made sure not to struggle too much against him.

Just as she thought nothing could help her anymore she felt something warm in her coat pocket.

Without him noticing she slowly reached inside and felt her hands coming into contact with the medallion that she had gotten from the old woman.

And then as if someone was standing behind the two, Cathy's attacker was thrown off of her and against the opposite wall.

Taking the medallion out she took a closer look. It was as if lava was moving in the inside.

The lava got brighter with every pulsating of the object and then it fully engulfed her.

Cathy felt as if she was torn in every direction.

A hoarse scream rose from her throat but it was to no use. She was thrown into some kind of tunnel with many different colours moving around her and then another light was at the end of the tunnel. Only one thought raced through her mind.

'Am I dead now, have I gone to heaven?'

As she had reached the light, Cathy felt herself falling, and then finally landing on something soft.

Reaching out a hand she felt the something soft. It was sand. Opening her eyes with a groan Cathy looked around.

Sand was everywhere she looked. It seemed as if she was in the dessert. How could she not be with this much sand. The sun beating down on her, making it impossible for her to think straight with the heat.

How long she had been wandering the desserts dune she didn't know, but as she looked up ahead at the horizon, she could make out a dark shape.

Only Cathy couldn't be sure if it was really or just her imagination.

Hoping to move into the right direction, she made her way over the hot, sandy dunes, stumbling a bit as the sand moved beneath her feet.

With the sun still up high in the sky, she felt her bodies reaction even more as the sweat was running down in rivers over her body.

"Where the hell have I been sent to?" Cathy asked herself.

She was hurting all over and hoped she would get to her destination rather sooner than later, so she could ask someone there where she was and maybe could get out of there with a train, plane or another dune.

Cathy's strength suddenly left her and she collapsed into the hot had been laying in the sand for some time until she heard strange voices.

It sounded a lot like arabic, so she hoped that she was somewhere civiliced. A shadow fell on her face but as she opened her eyes and looked up she could only slightly make out the shape of a man on a big black horse.

The man wore leather pants, a white shirt, a leather vest and a hood on his head, so it was saved from the hot sun.

He said something in that language that she didn't understand.

With a heavy sigh she got up from the ground and stood infront of him and next to the horse.

"I'm really sorry, sir, but I don't understand a word you just said. But could you tell me how I can get to an airport or a central station around here?" She asked and gave him a grateful smile.

Apparently the man didn't understand a word she said either. Leaning down to her he grabbed Cathy by her waist and hoisted her on his horse.

"Hey! Let me go!" She screamed but the guy only smirked and made the horse move.

With one last hit that on his tigh, she gave up and let out a long sigh. This was gonna be a very long ride to that thing on the horizon.

So now I really hope you liked the edited version let me know.