I bourd the bullet train a wave of anxiety and dread hovering around me. I look at my timeteller "2:55 I should be at Xiotia in three minutes if the sonic boom doesn't rupture the windows like last time." I think to my self.I look at my reflection in the window. I'm waering the tradtional Xiotia bonding garb. I try not to show it but do say I look rather dashing in it if I do say so my self. "Ariving at Xiotia in 5,4,3,2,1 all passegers exit the train thankyou for being a Sonic Bullet passenger have a nice day" said the voice through the intercom. "Well here goes nothing" I say to my self. The second I step of the train I'm engulfed by my relatives all fourhundred and fifty of them threehundred of them are aunts and uncles and brothers and sisters. Yes I have a very big family.
"So tell me son hows the Watching buisness" my father asks while grappiling with my infinet amount of brothers and sisters. "Good" I say while straiting my headdress I dissided not to tell father about how one of my Watchlings dissapeared into thin air. I feel my father wrap his arm aroung my shoulders" You'll really like her, she reminds me a lot of you. You are perfect for eeachother." I was feeling very sceptical when he said that but then I say her.
She was a vision with her long black flowing hair and her soft white hands holding the shell that would grow our child.She was nothing like me I had he usal Xiotian look dark skin and curly red hair with emerald green eyes. She had strait black hair pale skin and eyes as blue as the atmosphere of earth........she was perfect.
The music starts. She walks toward the alter hold the fragil shell like it alrady has life growing in it. I walktoward her holding the Trixka the life of our child ot be. we say our vows. taking the Trixka I place it inside the shell. The n staring into my brides endless blue eyes we kiss and the shell explodes in to light . The Trixka has sensed our bonding and our child has started growing. In a few hour my wife and I shall be parent hopefully not for the last time.
"Present to you the nion of my Son and and his new wife Adara" my father shouts his eyes brimming with pideful tears.