The West always seems peaceful, this time of night. From the balcony of the castle, Princess Alexandria would dream that the whole land would be as peaceful as she envisions it at night. Everything looks the same, and no matter where you were, she would dream that the East and the West were one, and cooperating as such. During the day, the sight is almost unbearable, for she could see the noticeable boundaries between the two. Separated by a river, the two sides are different in every way. On her side of the river, there were farms that produced an abundance of food for the people, and the animals were very well taken care of. The water supply that ran through town seemed to sparkle as the sun hit it. People were happy, and during the day, she'd watch the kids playing as the parents looked over their children.
Across the river is where the blissfulness ended. At first glance, one could tell that the property was not taken care of. The water supply is unpure, and the soil is unfertile, producing not even a small blade of grass. The trees had died many years ago, due to a fire that had 'started', and it wiped out most of the east. The king of the East offered his condolences, and promised every man, woman and child that there was room in the castle for them, with the promise that life would be better for them. All was well, at first, then the people of the East were treated much differently than promised. They were treated as slaves, and every day, things always seemed to be getting worse.
Tonight, she looked upon the West with a different thought. Fear and desperation invaded her thoughts as she looked toward the East. She and her family had spent years avoiding conflict. She didn't want to get people involved, and change everything that they grew up believing. The West was built with a heavenly image, and people worked together to help this image come true. Everyone was equal, no matter what position they held, and if they had the resources, they wouldn't think twice about helping someone else who had less than them. Everyone was happy, and that's exactly how she wanted it.
Alex looked down at the button in her hand from a uniform with a symbol of a bear, the symbol of the East. It was they, who abducted her father. It had to be them. She looked at the button with hatred. They had stolen her father from his own castle, a feat that not even Alex would try to attempt. She missed her father, but knew that panic and hysteria would hit the West, the second they found out that their King had been abducted. Chaos would fly through the town, and everyone would become as angry and as afraid as she was. She had to come up with a way to get her father back.
As she contemplated the issue over and over in her head, coming up with a new way to save her father each time, she looked up to see a shooting star. She sighed after she made her wish, but the longer she watched it, the bigger the star became. 'What is that?' She thought as she continued watching. It shined like a star, but stars have never grown like this one was, and it seemed to be growing fast. The closer to the earth the light came, the more intently she watched it. She had never seen anything like it, before.