King Otto sat in his throne room patiently listening to the complaints and concerns of the villagers. He had just finished listening to a Kiswan from the neighboring village of Dulder express his concerns about his crops. The Kiswan's name was Nule. He farmed tuber roots that the Kiswan called poppers. The poppers were a staple in the Kiswone Nation. Most meals that were fixed, were fixed with the poppers in mind.
Nule's dress was simple. He wore a long pant and no shirt. His coppery skin was smooth and well muscled from plowing and harvesting over the years. His only sign of aging was in his face, where wrinkles garnished his face, and his eyes twinkled with years of wisdom. He was worried about the earth soil, because it was dry and without nutrient. Nule had tried to call on the earth core to replenish the earth soil, but nothing came.
Otto knew that if the nutrients were not replenished, then the poppers would not be able to grow. He had promised to go and see for himself after mid day sup.
The problems throughout the kingdom were all the same. It appeared that the Kiswan were losing their power, and Otto did not know how to fix the problem.
Justin and Sora stepped outside into the warm sun. It was ten o'clock in the morning, and already, the temperature was nearing seventy degrees. Sora closed here eyes and pointed her face at the sun. The raise penetrated her skin, giving her goose bumps all over her arms and legs. She smiled and headed down to Justin's truck.
Justin hurried ahead and opened the door for her. She hesitated, but climbed into the truck. "Thank you. What do we need to do before we leave?"
Justin shut the truck door and walked around to his side, while getting in, he said, "We have to get gas in the truck... so it can run for a long time, and we have to get some food at the store," he paused, "so we don't have to stop very often."
Sora turned and looked out the back window. There was a red box in the back right under the window. Justin had dumped all of the ice from his freezer into it, forming a layer around the six cans of Coca-Cola inside.
"So if we put drinks and food into that little box, they will stay cold?.. even in this sun?" Sora doubted the theory. She smirked and sniggered at the thought. "But the sun gets so hot here!"
"You'll see." Said Justin. "We will get even more ice at the store. It should stay frozen in their for at least the day, and then some."
He put the truck into drive and headed toward the Farmer's Country Market.
Witold sat in the passenger seat of the tiny car while the human, Jess, talked non-stop. She talked about her 'boyfriend,' and her 'job.' She had an awful lot to say... about everything.
The one thing that kept Witold in his seat was the stone that he held in the palm of his hand. Its glow began to brighten with each mile they drove, until finally they drove into a 'city,' and the stone was warm to the touch and growing even more brightly.
There were homes everywhere, with cars and humans walking along the 'road.' Some huge buildings, nearly the size of the feasting hall were everywhere. Witold wondered what important humans lived in those buildings.
Witold pointed at a store and asked, "Is that where one of your kings live?"
Jess laughed out loud, "No, that is a store.... where we buy things?"
Witold still looked puzzled.
She sighed, "When we need something, like food, we go into that store with money and exchange for the food."
"Oh! Can we go in there?" Witold was excited about going into a store and buying anything you need!
"No." Jess glanced away, "We are going to go to Sora, remember? We are almost there, we just have to go to the place she is staying."
Jess' instructions were to take Witold to a warehouse north of Roswell. She wasn't to stop anywhere. Cartwright was sure that if Sora knew that another one of her people were captured that she would come looking for him, and they could capture her too. Jess' heart pounded with excitement as she passed a busy gas station.
Sora had been amazed at how ingenious the humans were with preserving food. Some food was put in cans and sealed. It would keep like that for years! After they paid for the food, they made their way on to the next adventure... the gas station.
Justin wanted to show Sora how to fill his truck with gas. He put a plastic card into a slot on the machine, and pushed a few buttons. The machine beeped, and Justin opened the hole on the side of his truck, pulled off the nozzle, and inserted it into the hole. He pulled the lever back and she could hear the liquid rushing into the gas tank.
"Its like feeding it!" Sora had exclaimed.
"Kinda!" Justin laughed.
Sora walked back around to the passenger side of the truck. She leaned against the truck to watch the cars drive by while she waited. Looking down the road, she saw a little blue car coming their way. It had to have been Jess' car. She watched as the car approached, and was shocked to see a human looking an awfully lot like Witold. Sora's heart thumped, and her stomach fluttered uncontrollably.
"Justin!" She ran back around the truck to where Justin was putting the nozzle back on the machine. "I just saw Jess drive by!"
"Okay," She's probably just going to work.
"No! She had Witold in the passenger seat!"
"Who is Witold?" Justin asked coolly.
"He is my... err, he is a Kiswan!" She looked down in thought. "But how did he get here?" she said more to herself than to Justin.
"Someone came with you?"
"No! I came alone," Sora said. "I don't know why he would be here.... but we have to go and get him! Who knows what Jess and Cartwright are planning to do with him!"
Justin grabbed his receipt and got back in the truck. "Let's go then! Let's see if I can catch up to her."
Sora hopped back into the truck, and Justin was pulling away before she even had the door shut!
He pulled onto the street and sped after Jess's car. "If they have turned off onto another road, then we might not be able to find them." Justin was leaning forward and weaving in and out of traffic, and after a few minutes said, "Hang on... is that her car?"
Ahead was the little blue car. "Yeah! It is!" Sora sat up as if she could will the truck to catch up faster by leaning forward.
"Wait a second," Justin said. "I wonder..."
Sora turned suddenly toward Justin, "Wonder what!"
"I have heard rumors, that Cartwright has some property north of town. He keeps it chained off, with plenty of security. I bet that is where she is taking him. He most likely won't get away if they get him in there."
"Well what are we going to do?" Sora asked.
After a few minute pause, Justin broke the silence. "I think I have an idea." He slowed way down, in order to back away from Jess' car. Once her car went over a small hill, he turned off of the road, onto a road made of dirt.
Justin sped the truck down the road heading east. A line of trees followed along the road on the left, and a farmer's crop spanned out to the right. The line of trees began to get thicker the further Justin drove down the road.
"Where are we going?" Sora was anxious, and it was obvious.
Justin slowed down, and pulled into a group of trees on the left hand side of the road. "Cartwright has a reputation of being somewhat erratic and crazy."
"Yeah, you mentioned that already."
"Well, he owns some property out here in the country. Some friends of mine and I would sneak out here to spy on him." Justin pointed through the trees. "He has a warehouse in there. He built it to house aliens when he would catch them."
"What?" Sora jumped out of the truck and peered through the trees.
Sure enough, on the other side of the six foot chain link fence, was a giant building. It stood about one fifty feet away from the fence, and sure enough, Jess' little blue car was pulling up at that moment. Sora wanted a closer look, and she began to approach the fence.
"Sora, come back." He grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "We don't want her to know that we are here, or else we won't be able to rescue him."
"I want to see him!" Sora tried to pull her arm free, but Justin pulled her closer and wrapped his arms around her in order to contain her.
"Shhh! Or they will hear you!" He knelt down with her and nodded toward a small opening between the trees. "You can see through here." Justin let go of her, and watched as she peered through the trees.
She watched as Witold got out of the car and stretched his long legs. Justin noticed Sora's reaction as the Kiswan looked around and hesitated to follow Jess into the warehouse. Sora's full attention was on him. She seemed to have forgotten that Justin was there. Her eyes followed him until he had disappeared into the warehouse.
She seemed to snap back to reality, because she stood up and began pacing back and forth. "What are we going to do?" She paused to look at Justin who was still kneeling on the ground. "How are we going to get him out of there?"
Justin stood up and moved to the truck. Leaning up against it, he said, "Well, my friends and I used to come out here to see if old Cartwright had anyone locked up in there. Some of the younger kids thought that he performed experiments on regular humans that he accused of being an alien."
At that, Sora stopped pacing, and her cheeks paled. "Experiments? What kind of experiments?"
Justin opened the cooler that was full of the fruits and vegetables that they had bought for their trip east and pulled out two cans of coke. "I don't believe he ever did any experiments. I think he just tied them up and interrogated them." He handed a can to Sora who cracked it open and took a long gulp.
Coughing because of the carbonation, Sora said, "So, do you have a plan?"
"Why yes, I do!" Justin took a sip of his soda. "We just have to wait for Jess to leave."
"You think she will leave him in there all alone?"
"I most certainly do. She isn't one for sticking around." Justin said. "We just need to be patient."
Time passed slowly as they ate some snacks and waiting quietly in the shade of the trees. Sora was to pensive to talk much. She was thinking about all of the questions that she would ask Witold. She even wondered how their reunion would be. She felt somewhat guilty for befriending Justin, yet, at the same time, she felt guilty for thinking of Witold. What a confusing day.