The Oracle has called you in. she is dying. “Beloved, oh my beloved. I am not long for this world. I will not live to see your Enemy arrive, if I live to see another day. But I have a gift for you. A gift none of your kind may ever hold. It is our child… it is our son… Ooodubranairanon."
2. The war lords
Gerry heaves, and heaves… first there is a crack, then a small fissure appears in one end. It slowly begins to re-heal, and Gerry heaves again. And again. Suddenly, with a crack like thunder, the meteorite is broken!
3. The future selves
When the Enemy came… it was not the straight forward honest fight I think we all expected. We fought hard, we fought long, and eventually we began to push his forces back on the northern flank. The Sultans forces were responsible for this. We were almost to his flag ship, an enormous squid like thing surrounded by an aura of shadow, a ‘terror nimbus’. We were about to mount an offensive against him personally.
Then, it was the strangest thing, it was as if it had never happened. There was a blinding flash of black light from the terror nimbus, greatly draining it, yet time changed. It was as if the Enemy had gone back in time and changed history without us. He knew our tactics, he knew which inspired leaders to target. And the only ones who knew it had happened were those with power stones. We had no chance, we were outstretched and outclassed. Lauresia fell within the hour, the Sultancy was next. He sent a great fleet to destroy the Tris but they closed their portal just in time, leaving us to our fate.
We continued to fight; horrible, terrifying guerrilla warfare. Living in trenches, each new day brought news of new atrocities happening to loved ones. We don’t know when this happened to us… but it did… and now we are sure he knows everything we know…
(Now, what where your three suggestions of what to do about that again?)
Diary of Methos Ignotus
ReplyDeleteA son. A son with... her. Somehow I just feel... used. Tainted. I already have one family that I don't have any time for, I have even less time for a new baby. However, this child will have the power of the Oracle, and as such, will need to be raised properly and instructed how to use it best. I feel that the Ancient Stones will be exemplary instructors for him, and so I have decided that I will leave him in the care of Som, in the waters of Lauresia.
Perhaps he will be able to assist us in the coming fight against Kah-Sha-Kahakna... A fight that I must go prepare for with the others, four times over...