The Capricorn Luna

Chapter 1 Aliza Munoz A ship sailing through the raging waves of the ocean fighting its way through the ups and the downs and the fear of the ship sinking. A mother hold her new born daughter in her arms and snuggle her in her home made blanket with her name embedded on the right corner. “Shush shush my darling child, everything will be okay” The mother held her daughter tightly to her doing everything in her power to soothe her. While the father and what crewman he had left fought the storm as the waves crashed into the ship from left and right front and back. The storm has taken many of the men working this ship and the captain feels the pain of the loss deep in his soul. All he could think about was his wife and newborn daughter under them in the living quarters. “Star port” He yelled. He knew if he gave up his family would parish and he has lost too many family members today. He felt his crew as his family as they rescued him from a floating boat piece in the water one late morning. His flashback was interrupted by what was ahead and he yells out “Take cover a big wave is up ahead!” The mother places her daughter in a protective capsule of some sort and held onto it with her dear life. The captain held onto the wheel in fear that he will loose control of his ship. I start to place a shield around what he had left of his family but it was too late. Humungous waves clashing into the boat splitting it into two. Everyone flies out screaming and trying to get ahold of something to prevent them from being sucked down into the suction of the ship sinking. The mother is no where to be found, the captain is lost at sea along with everyone else that was aboard the ship except for the daughter that was wrapped in the home made blanket safely in the capsule that was waterproof. She floated endlessly in the ocean crying waiting for someone to find her for three days. That is until the most wonderful people found her while fishing for their homestead and survival. Danelle hears something near and her heart breaks once she realizes where the sound was coming from. " Honey do you hear that sound? It sounds like a baby crying." Danelle says worriedly, " No worries sweet heart I hear it and I know where it is coming from, There do you see it there floating? Grab it my love." Maurice says with concern. Danelle grabs the capsule the newborn daughter is safely in but can tell this child needs nourishment. Danelle says softly and heartbrokenly " Sweetie lets get back home so we can nurse this poor child." Maurice nods his head in understanding and points his boat to the dock. Five years pass and Aliza has grown into a respectable young and her parents are so proud. “It is almost poetic that you were saved just like your father.” Aliza is laying in bed listening to a bed time story from her father Maurice. Her mother Danelle comes in and says softly “It’s time for bed my loves. It’s late. I love you sweet heart. Come hon she needs her sleep for her first day of school tomorrow” Maurice kisses Aliza on her head and he whispers “Goodnight sweetheart. I love you sweet dreams I will see you tomorrow.” Aliza smiles at her dad and she feels safe and where she belonged. She closes her eyes to see the raging ocean swishing and swapping the big wooden ship from left to right up and down, and a woman that held her closely to her with love and fear. The time it took for the ocean to take the boat down and everyone else along with it was always the question she had when she would wake every morning since she could remember dreaming. Maurice never knew that he was telling Aliza of her very distant past. One that she is sure is just a fantasy. Some dreams she has are out of the world. Where she is a witch to being a werewolf in another. In all of her dreams she is a powerful being that is meant to help in ways that was out of her grasp along with her adoptive parents her father Maurice and her mother Danelle Munoz. They loved Aliza but as the years past and Aliza grew in height and years, things started to not make sense. Danelle started noticing that Aliza would get up in the middle of the night and sit in the middle of the living room floor rocking back and forth. She would sit cross legged and have her hands together in front of her. It was almost as if she is meditating or praying at the same time in her sleep. Aliza would speak in a unknown languages even when Maurice recorded her sleep walking her doctor expressed this is completely normal especially in adoptive children. They always worried, but never showed Aliza for the fear of her asking questions they didn't have the answers to. They prayed and wished for the best each day Aliza grew and they knew one day she will come to them with questions that they will have to be very honest about. Thankfully years passed before those questions arised and her life would change in unimagineably .