Malia used to be special, the talk of the town. But, no body knew it was her. She was one of the oldest people on this island, yet only seventeen. She passed her kings by a year, Brady and Boomer.
Yes, she lived on the island of Kinkow, but she wasn't a normal inhabitant.
There was a myth of a creature forged in the depth of Mount Spew by an earlier king and his current shaman. The creature was supposed to protect the light side and the kings of that time, and it was brought to life with the power of the moon. Seeing as the two didn't know what to make the creature look like, they based it off of a human.
Malia was born. She was supposed to keep the light side alive, but recently a certain stone that brought her to life disappeared, and she needed it to stay alive herself. She has grown weaker over the time without it, and the moon no longer calls her name and gives her power.
When a dark force threatens the kings, will she be able to save them in time?
