Disclaimer: I own nothing except Falliol, Alinigar, and an old rusty
pontiac. I love the show, but am not a fanatic about it, so if I mess up a
detail or two please don't hunt me down.
Prologue: It All Began With Tess
Falliol and Alinigar, the guards of Vala 7, were grateful for the calmness of the afternoon. This was a rare occurence this time of year, as Khivar's annual festival was just days away. This year would be very special-only slightly less important than the first, when Khivar had taken the throne of Antar for his own. To some...the true Antarians to be specific, it was more important. This year's festival was not, as was custom, to celebrate Khivar alone. He had two very special guests of honor; Ava, who had just recently returned from Earth, and her child. The child of the true king of Antar. While the Antarians hailed what they believed to be their new hope...their last hope, Khivar was planning his greatest victory over the great King Zan.
The guards of Vala 7 were well aware of the events to come, and it was their job to protect the palace from intruders. Nothing could be permitted to come between Khivar and his greatest sacrifice.
Completely absorbed in conversation, it almost went unnoticed when two figures appeared just inside the palace gates. Falliol spotted them first, and jumped to his feet. Alinigar followed, both confused as to how these trespassers managed to get past them. As they ran towards the strangers, they noticed something very odd. One was easily identifiable as Antarian, but the second was unlike anything they had ever seen.
The guards drew their swords and approached just as their leader, Khivar, exited the palace. Recognizing at least one of his visitors immediately, he called a halt to the guards. Descending the steps, his arms extended in welcome, and wearing an expression that froze the hearts of all present, he greeted his guests.
"King Zan...how good of you to come. And just in time to see your son take his last breath."
Prologue: It All Began With Tess
Falliol and Alinigar, the guards of Vala 7, were grateful for the calmness of the afternoon. This was a rare occurence this time of year, as Khivar's annual festival was just days away. This year would be very special-only slightly less important than the first, when Khivar had taken the throne of Antar for his own. To some...the true Antarians to be specific, it was more important. This year's festival was not, as was custom, to celebrate Khivar alone. He had two very special guests of honor; Ava, who had just recently returned from Earth, and her child. The child of the true king of Antar. While the Antarians hailed what they believed to be their new hope...their last hope, Khivar was planning his greatest victory over the great King Zan.
The guards of Vala 7 were well aware of the events to come, and it was their job to protect the palace from intruders. Nothing could be permitted to come between Khivar and his greatest sacrifice.
Completely absorbed in conversation, it almost went unnoticed when two figures appeared just inside the palace gates. Falliol spotted them first, and jumped to his feet. Alinigar followed, both confused as to how these trespassers managed to get past them. As they ran towards the strangers, they noticed something very odd. One was easily identifiable as Antarian, but the second was unlike anything they had ever seen.
The guards drew their swords and approached just as their leader, Khivar, exited the palace. Recognizing at least one of his visitors immediately, he called a halt to the guards. Descending the steps, his arms extended in welcome, and wearing an expression that froze the hearts of all present, he greeted his guests.
"King Zan...how good of you to come. And just in time to see your son take his last breath."