Touched by Fire (Atlantis Unearthed Series) Read Free

little time to tell you what you need to know to prepare for what is to be.”
    “Prepare for what?” I asked, “Who are you, are you really me, what’s going on, what are those things?” Everything I was thinking just seemed to pour out in one jumbled question, but she seemed to know what I meant.
    “ Shhhh, all will be explained, but to answer your question, to prepare for what you have already seen, ancient evil that walks the earth in the guise of man. We thought we had contained it eons ago, but we did not account for mankind’s innate curiosity and propensity for digging things up that should stay buried. “
    “What? Wait, what do you mean “We” your are me aren’t you, I mean a dream version of me?”
    “Am I” My dream self asked, “You are you, I just took this form to gain you attention, to show you who you are to become, my real form is much different, but that it neither here nor there. I am here to give you the knowledge you need in order to help save humanity. Normally, we do not interfere with the workings of humans, but as we are the ones who made the mistake, who did not eradicate the evil when we had a chance, it is our duty to help you as much as we are able.”
    “Who are you?” I asked again hoping this time for straight answer, it was unnerving to look at myself and yet know it wasn’t me. “And what evil, how the hell am I supposed to do anything to help, I working in marketing for Christ sakes. Do you want me to make flyers for you, I don’t think that will be effective to stop world war three.”
    “ No, you are right flyers would not help” the other me said. “But you my dear can, do you know what your name means?”
    “My name? What does that have to do with anything?” I sputtered, here I was with fake me telling me the world is going to end, and it wants to know if I know what my name means.  However fake dream me just gave me a look that my mother would have been proud of.
    “No” I finally answered. “ my mother just liked it” and glared back at fake me.
    “Your name, Siria means sun-bright, glowing, having the ability to harness the suns powers and Zander means defender” Began my other self “that my dear Siria is who you have been marked to become sense birth, the sun-bright defender. As you saw, the power of the sun is the only power that can purify what is touched by this evil, it is the power of the sun that marks certain individuals to become the defenders of humanity, immune to the touch of evil. You have belonged to the sun since birth, named after the brightest star in the night sky, a sun in its own right. You were also born under the sign of Leo, who is ruled by the sun. You have been touched by the suns fire.  You and a select few others can invoke the sun unlike most others. Very few can withstand the suns touch without perishing under its strength.  This is what will make you into a guardian, a defender as your name states, of the people around you.”
    I laughed, partly because of nerves of what I was being told and what I had been shown, and partly because I burn to a crisp within five minutes of being in the sun. I stood up and began to walk away thinking that I should stop eating Mexican food before bed because it was giving me messed up dreams.  Suddenly the fake me grabbed my arm with such strength it surprised me.
    When the hand grasped my arm it began to change. It began to burn hotter than liquid metal landing on my skin. I cried out in pain and dropped to my knees, but still the hand held me. Surly this is going to burn through my arm I thought, yet it didn’t. The pain lessened as I sto pped struggling. As I looked upon the hand that burned without leaving a mark I saw the hand was no longer that of my dream self, but that of a man.
    Fi nally the hand let go. A male voice asked me “Are you prepared to listen now? You have survived my touch when many cannot even abide my presence, you are of the sun Siria rather you choose to