Disclaimer: I do not own He-Man as concerns any of its various TV programs or comic books or merchandise.
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As I am writing this, it occurs to me that I am mish-mashing facts and events from both main He-Man series. Rest assured that the
characters I had in mind writing this were from the 2002 series. However, there are certain peculiar things involved in this case, such
as there being, at a later point in time, an Adora, as well as her compatriots on Etheria. I hope these factors will not be off-putting.
Please enjoy and let me know what you think.
CHAPTER ONE - SURREAL REALITY
Adam gazed thoughtfully over the serene vista provided by lake and forest. The rough bark of the tree at his back penetrated his tunic, providing a pleasant reminder of the reality that was sometimes difficult for him to grasp. He sighed. His existence had a surreal quality at times. He absently scratched the tiger's head that rested in his lap and idly entertained the notion that perhaps tigers shared unicorns' fabled affinity for resting their heads in the laps of young virgins. He was pulled from his sleepy, bemused thoughts by a familiar voice, which illused itself to seem as though it echoed throughout the clearing.
'Adam, Skeletor is attacking the western battlements. He-Man is needed. Come to Castle Greyskull immediately!'
Adam's thoughts took a sudden, fierce focus.
"I'm on my way."
The after effects of battle were clearly apparent in the mid afternoon glare, which shone mercilessly upon the scorched and pockmarked surface of earth where said battle had been conducted. As per usual, Skeletor's forces had been repulsed, although the victory had been hard won, and had fallen heavily on the young shoulders of the champion of Greyskull.
He-Man groaned as he heaved his powerful sword aloft to the heavens of that world and returned his significant power back to the castle known as Greyskull. The tip of Adam's sword hit the earth heavily, sending up a puff of its substance. He sighed and shoved the broadsword clumsily into its sheath before turning his flagging stride homeward.
"I sure could use some sleep", he said to himself, "not that I'll get any". He thought about this for a moment.
"Maybe if I sneak into my room . . ."
Adam, having arrived at the castle that was his home, forgot about sneaking in, but managed to reach his chambers with little importunity. He flung the door wide, exercising little caution, and closing it much the same manner. Flopping heavily into his bed, he groaned with pleasure. He embraced his feather pillow, entertaining the sometimes allowed notion that the pillow was in fact his lovely bodyguard.
"Aahhh", he said happily, proceeding to succumb to slumber.
"Prince Adam", a male voice jarred the prince from almost-sleep. Adam bolted out of his bed, his pillow-girlfriend flopping silently and ungracefully onto the floor. Adam drew his sword and addressed the intruder, his normally friendly blue eyes narrowed in an almost savage suspicion.
"Who are you, and what do you want here?" the prince demanded, almost biting the words off of his tongue. He had no intention of letting himself be kidnapped. The stranger moved out of the shadows on the far side, but the room was dark. The stranger continued toward the shades, which he drew. As he turned toward Adam, Adam could see that he'd never met the man before.
"Who are you?" he reiterated forcefully. The boy was approximately Adam's height and was built a little slimmer. He looked to be in his mid to late teens. His longish locks were dark auburn in color, and his eyes were a shade which Adam had observed in two others only.
"My name is Randolph", the stranger said, "I've come from the future."
Finis pour maintenant
Well, that's it for Chapitre Un, ou, en Anglais, Chapter One. Hopefully it was fascinating. I have the whole thing mostly on paper, and
the rest planned out. So, A teut a l'heure, Aligateur.
