My cousin was a bit of a legend within the family. My mum would always use her as a warning tale, when my siblings or I were caught doing something she didn’t approve of, you know the kind of thing ‘I didn’t raise you to behave like
your cousin. She’s a little loco’. It didn’t help that during a drunken joyride, she and Hilarus, among others, crash landed on earth, and caused the destruction of the dinosaurs. It took the entire Science department, two years to get the
earth’s atmosphere back onto an even keel.
Even the punishment that Nael dished out, didn’t make either of them calm down really. They were made to go and work in the Meroda salt mines, alongside some of the white collar criminals for six
months. Two weeks later the two of them were in bother again, this time because they broke into the Learllone Museum, and borrowed a temporal manipulator. I found out later that she had talked him into it because a friend she had made at the Meroda salt mines,
had lost his wife during the battle of Starlight Meadow, and she wanted to reunite them.
Things got worse, when she decided to move permanently to earth. I didn’t need the stern warning from Nael that any Basilican caught interacting
with the exiled six would be exiled alongside them. I didn’t want my slightly unhinged, and completely reckless cousin to derail my dreams of becoming a fully fledged Guardian in my own right, and it wasn’t until my training period in Marathon,
that I actually got to know her. And understood what was really going on beneath the surface.
Most of the criminal activity had been because she was working to save lives, not because of some deep seated neurosis or psychosis. She confided in me, that
she and Hilarion, along with the other exiles had been working to save the lives of prominent earth dwellers, and were calling themselves the Amour Federation.
Copyright Emily Morris 2018