After learning she was pregnant, Aiyanikka was torn on whether to keep the child or abort it. She felt so ashamed and disarrayed because of the incident; fortunately the Mysterious figure known as Resgram made sense and persuaded her to make the right decision… to keep the child despite if everything that happened.
Days became weeks and weeks
became months, Resgram took care of her and provided almost everything she
needed while conceiving. Aiyanikka seem adopted
to her new life, away from the people she knew; though she regrets to be away
with her family she is also at peace knowing she can start anew.
Resgram’s place though secluded
had a small town nearby, compensating their basic needs to have a simple life.
A small market for their food amidst all that nature has to offer them and
native healers for basic medical needs, it was enough for them.
Episode 3 – Secret Past
One day after preparing
food, she went to Resgram’s room and called her; being aware of his nature she
did not wait that long for an answer. Resgram
stepped out of his room after a few minutes “What do you have inside there? Not
that I want to enter your room but it’s always lock, and you spent most of your
time there.” Resgram smiled “You don’t need to worry on such petty things, let
us go and eat.”
“I’ve been here for quite a while now, but
still I don’t know anything about you?” Aiyanikka asked while eating. “I really
appreciate all your help and generosity; I am deeply touched on your values and
your knowledge of things. But still, I
don’t know you.” Resgram smiled and continued eating. “Your really something -
you want me to trust you but you don’t seem to trust me.” Aiyanikka stood up to
get some more food. One could see it in
her face that she’s disappointed. Upon
returning to the table, she was now quiet.
One can even see how she lost her appetite; He could tell… she’s not as bubbly
like when they started. They have
already finished eating and still there was silence.
After lunch, she walked out of the house and
went into the nearby tree. She stayed
there in disappointment, holding her tummy she whispered “We owe our life to
him, he has been so good but somehow we deserve to know more… the truth.” Little
does she know Resgram followed her discreetly and was observing her. His hearing was strong and could pick-up even
her whisper. It was windy, the tree swayed vigorously. She never noticed him come and go from the
treetop.
The next day, He called Aiyanikka to drink some
juice “I made this specially for you. Everything you eat is what your child
eats. This is specially made to nourish our child.” She was looking outside the
window when he called. She was watching
the birds fly across the blue sky, she was looking at the trees outside and
field “Do you ever wonder how or why things are around us? Flying birds,
growing trees, wind flowing; everything has their place and purpose, everything
is a balance to each other.” Resgram
smiled and said “Come and drink this while it’s cold.” He then brought the
juice to her as she was gazing at nature in the window. “Everything has a
purpose and is a balance to something. Like good and bad, light and darkness,
rich and poor. None is without a
purpose, it is up to us on how we will use it and be of significance.”
Aiyanikka was astonished not by the wisdom shared but also the fact that Resgram
is the one starting the conversation. “Take
the trees for example, they are important as it is, it gives clean air, lumber
for construction, a simple shade under the sun and even though all trees have
flower and fruit not all can be consumed as food. A tree such as the Coconut is
significant to man because it can be harnessed to its optimum use; Food, shade,
lumber and more…”
“Do you think I would be significant in anyway?
Do you see something valuable my child will contribute to society?” she eagerly
asked. “We are in control of whom we will be, specially you – you will mold
your child in such a way you want to see him or her in the future.” Aiyanikka
smiled “Indeed!” pleased with Resgram’s word of wisdom she asked “Is everything
going to be puzzle between you and me? Do I have to figure out everything? Can
you at least tell me who you really are?” He took a deep breath and asked “Are
you ready to know the truth? How can you promise me things will be ok
afterwards?” “Is it that bad?” she replied. “Remember the tree you always go to
whenever you’re sad, go there and wait for me.
Let’s talk” confused Aiyanikka did as she was told, even looking back
while walking to see if he was following.
Aiyanikka arrived at her favorite tree only to
see and to her surprise – Resgram was already there waiting for her. “How did
you get here?” she asked. “Tell me, are you ready to know and see more?” he
asked. “Yes, I deserve to know the truth” with excitement she said. Resgram held her hand and moved closer “Put your
hand on my waist and hold on” he whispered “Are we going to dance?” she
whispered back. “Something like that, please step on me and don’t be afraid” he
smiled “Ready?” she was feeling awkward and silly “Ready to dance?” she replied
and stepped on him. “I hope you won’t think that I am taking advantage of you.”
To her surprise, upon looking around they were already flying, terrified she
grabbed Resgram and embraced him “Please don’t let go! What are you?”
“We are known by many names, some worship us as
gods, to some we are a myth – but we are here for quite some time now. A keen
observer of your kind, teaching your ancestors technology and have given them
the knowledge they seek until now. My
race is known to your kind as the Anunnaki far advance from your kind, we
originally came here to mine and conquer your planet for gold, it is a beacon
of power and is very precious to us. Our
existence has been in history on many accounts from your bible to the Greek, Norse
and Roman mythology. Your ancestors
described our ship as burning chariots in the sky as read in the mythology
books. It was almost described by Enoch
in the bible, while in Asia it was called Vimmanas.”
“We have different kinds of powers like flight,
speed and strength due to your atmosphere and sun. We come from a planet with a blue sun, thus
we process your solar energy far more efficient than humans. My ancestors have gone from aggressor to inhabitants;
some of us have found love in your people and have chosen to live amongst
humanity.” Resgram explained. “How old are you?” She asked, the whole time
while he was explaining she was looking in his eyes. Fragments of Resgram’s memory are somehow
flashed inside Aiyanikka’s head.
“I have witnessed my mother’s sorrow when my
father left us and became part of the team to explore your planet, until
tragedy arose and the ruler of land in our planet took my mother as his wife
forcefully. “I wanted to come here on
Earth and face my father, get revenge but I learned differently. I wanted to know why it was more important to
come here and sacrifice our family. I
wanted to know how important gold is for our race that it meant such
sacrifice. After my mother died, it took
a while before my father knew what had happened. It was too late to rebel against our leader;
he was a scientist and not a soldier. I
was sent here as a replacement and as a punishment for my father’s action
against our government. I learned the
bitter sweet truth of life on your planet; I have wandered secretly and never
went back despite orders or rendezvous in Egypt.”
They landed on the summit of the nearest
mountain from where they lived. “For now, that is only what I can share, I hope
you will still treat me the same way and would not look at me differently” he
explained. “I owe you my life, so does
my child. Thank you for being honest and sharing the truth with me. It is good enough for me, as long as you
promise to take care of my child whatever happens and treat it as your own
child. I cannot promise to love you or
be emotionally attached, you are more of a father for me – I hope you
understand?”
“I do, I will do everything in my powers to
protect you and your child”
To be continued…
Copyright njvelasquez 2012
All characters mentioned are all original concepts for this Mini-Series.
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