Chapter 1: Captured

No one knows who built the gates or doors or whatever they are or why they were even made, yet they exist and have existed for time unknown. I know about them because I was taken from my home and family on Earth and brought to Uar. Any woman who comes here can give up all hope of ever returning and indeed once she learn that here she can foreful her true nature and be what she was meant to be she will never wish to leave.

Since it is best to began any story at some beginning I guess I best give you my story at it's beginning. My father came to America from China with his three brothers when they were building the railroad across America. He was a young man just 14 but he worked hard and had saved some money. After the railroad was finished he and his brothers were able to sent for their parents and two sisters. Since the family was poor neither sister had much of a chance to find a husband in China. Here the girls were sold off to a saloon for a year to earn their dowry. Neither their parents nor brothers ever saw them again, but a female child is not much good to a poor family.

Father found a job working for the same railroad he help to build. Being a Chinaman work was hard to get and he did any job that was asked of him. By the time he was 18 he begin to think of getting a wife to mother his own children. He feared that he would have to send for a poor girl from China when fate stepped in.

Mr. Lee Chow was a man that no one in the Chinese communities dared to cross, I guess you could say that he was the bossman among the Chinese. One night as he was leaving a Chinese restaurant three men stepped out of the shadow with knives, one of Mr. Lee body guards dropped to the ground dead, the other was fighting off one of the attacker, the other two rushed Mr. Lee.

To this day father does not know why he came to Mr. Lee's rescue but he did. In less then two minutes after the attack started it was over. Mr. Lee, one body guard, and father were left standing. That night father was taken under the wing of Mr. Lee. He slept in a real bed in a real house for the first time in his life. The next day he met mother who was Mr. Lee's third daughter Lee Su. She was just ten and still to young to marry.

Since Mr. Lee's own sons did not seem to care about learning the business Mr. Lee gave father a better job then working for the railroad. Over the next year father became Mr. Lee's second in command. Father was able to buy some land not far from Mr. Lee and he built a house that only a warlord would have back in China. Each brother moved in with their now aging parent as was our custom. Father gave each brother a job and our family grew rich.

When Lee Su was 11 she was formally betroth to father and the day after her 12th birthday her and father were wed. Now father was a son and heir to Mr. Lee.

Father and Mr. Lee became richer then even most of the whitemen that looked down upon us. However in Chinatown Mr. Lee and father were the men that ruled with an iron fist. Father was handling more of the day to day business since Mr. Lee was grooming him to be the head of the family.

I was mother's eight child and was born when she was 26. I was treated like a princess and indeed I was. I was taught to read and write both English and Chinese, I was also taught the art of pleasing a man starting when I turned 6. I know that in a few years I would marry a man that both Grandfather Lee and father approved of. This marriage was to strengthen our family and make us richer and stronger. However things did not turn out as father or grandfather wished or wanted.

At 13 I was presented to Mr. Loc Fu, he must have been almost as old as grandfather. He was fat like a Buddha. I was sicken that soon I would have to bed with him. Then fate stepped in. I was in one of the many shops that grandfather and father controlled. I had two body guards with me as always thought no one in Chinatown would dare harm me. I had been looking at some silk for my wedding clothes, it was expected that I make not only my clothes but my future husbands as well.

The shop doors opened and seeing the face of the shop's de facto owner caused me to turn, I stood in shock as two men entered the shop. One was white and one was black. It was not common to see a white man down here in Chinatown but they did come sometimes, but I never recalled seeing a black man here at all. Both of the men were big and strong looking. I did noticed that their clothes looked new and they just seemed as if they were not used to them. My guards were as nervous as I was, but I knew that they had spent their life in training and could fight. If these men would be so foolish as to try something, they would find themselves dead very quickly.

Both men looked right at me and I knew I was the reason that they had entered the shop. My guards knew this as well and stepped between me and them. Neither of the strangers realized just how much danger that they were in, most white devils are used to a Chinaman bowing to them and backing out of the way. But that was not going to be the case here. My guard knew if I suffered even a scratch grandfather or father would have their families killed in front of them and then have their heads cut off after witnessing other parts removed first.

I have seen our guards in training and I knew that they were skilled fighters either with or without weapons. Grandfather had insisted on this since the night he was almost killed many years before my birth. Yet I would never dream how easily they were defeated by these two strange men. Even before I had a chance to turn and run my guards were down and the two men were closing on me.