A/N: This had been bothering for awhile, so I wrote it down. I made some changes. Enjoy!
Meet the Family Ch 1
The great Overworld leader, Maxxor, glanced up at the gloomy grey sky and grimaced. Swirling thick clouds, heavy with rain, reflected his mood as he and the other Tribal Alliance leaders awaited the arrival of some humans that had no idea of who they were dealing with. He wasn't completely sure what the reactions of the human mothers, but he had a feeling that if they were anything like Perim mothers, then they were in for the tirade of a lifetime. Maxxor shuddered as he thought about what would happen after the human children went home, to Earth. Tom had predicted that he and Kaz were going to face the worst punishment ever since they were five, but quickly reassured him that they would still be alive after the experience.
They haven't said what happened when they were five and, while Maxxor was curious, he wasn't going to press the issues, unlike some Underworlders. Maxxor sneaked a glance at Chaor, the ruler of the Underworlders. He had continued to pester the boys to tell him what had happened, despite numerous warnings from both of his advisers and the kids themselves, until Kaz snapped at Chaor and stomped off.
A drop of rain plopped on Maxxor's small nose, bringing his attention back to the sky. As rain began to sprinkle down, Maxxor thought back on how the humans' Earth selves became one with their Chaotic selves.
It was during the Mount Pillar passage of the Perithon, over eight days ago. The M'arrillians gone, the tribes were celebrating. Tangath Toborn and his team had survived the massive wave that the M'arrillians had tried to create but failed. As Tangath told them all later, a strange being made completely out of snow flurries handed the Song of Stasis to him and asked him to stop the wave. The heat cannon was about ready to fire when the mugic was cast, saving everyone. Tangath and his team were declared heroes after the final battle.
Maxxor, Intress, and Tangath were watching the race as the racers came out of the tunnels leading to Mount Pillar. The Danians were about to fire parasites at the racers when it happened.
First one scream, and then several more rang out as a player to close the edge fell. Ulmar barely had enough time to brake before he ran over the player or worse, have the player fall on the Ulmanator and do more damage. All other racers stopped as more players fell and the spectators grabbed the rest. The Kolmogo was the only vehicle that didn't stop, though it wasn't hard for Chaor to catch up to it after the tribal leaders arrived and discover Kaz and Peyton in the drivers' seats, unconscious.
Quickly, things got out of hand. Backpacks began to appear next to many players and others began to twitch before becoming unconscious again. The tribal leaders agreed to take players to their major cities for help. Underworld players went to Underworld City with Chaor, Overworld players went with Maxxor to Kiru City, Odu-Bathax took Danian players to Mount Pillars, and Prince Mudeenu claimed the Mipedian players. Maxxor grabbed Tom and his backpack and headed to Kiru City with the rest of his warriors. Chaor rescued Kaz and his backpack from the Kolmogo.
When Maxxor reached Kiru City, he immediately took Tom to his and Intress's chambers and called for Najarin. When the muge arrived, he began to do a physical examination on the Italian-American boy. At last, Najarin sighed.
"There is no physical ailments that would caused this to all the humans. I checked several others on the requests of Heptadd, Dalgad, and Kinnianne. Their humans were in the same condition as Tom is," he explained. Then the blue muge frowned. "However, I haven't had the time to check their minds. That could be the problem."
"Can you even get into his mind?" Intress asked. Najarin nodded. "Once, during the invasion. This was before the final battle."
Maxxor looked hard at Tom, who looked so peaceful in their bed and under covers. Maxxor sighed.
"Do it," he commanded. Najarin nodded solemnly and quickly entered the young teenager's mind.
It was foggy in Tom's mind. Najarin could feel the mist swirling around his robes as he moved closer to what could be the problem. Memories, clear blue and green wisps memories, floated and twisted around him. Cautiously, he touched a green memory. He was sucked into a party, with many people and tables of food, bright cheery balloons with the human English words "Happy Birthday!" in big bold letters floated around the ceiling. Screeching drew his attention to a window where small human children were playing a game. Najarin immediately recognized Tom, despite the fact that he was no longer tall and wearing coveralls. He realized that the memory was an Earth memory and quickly exited.
Back in the mist of Tom's mind, Najarin touched a blue memory to reveal the day he and Tom met. Quickly exiting that memory as well, Najarin continued deeper into the mist. Suddenly, he noticed the problem. A pair of blue and green memory wisps were tangled together, becoming darker the more it struggled. Tom, the Tom he knew, was trying to untangle them. Najarin stepped forward.
"Tom," he called out. Tom whipped his head up to see the Overworld muge. The old blue Creature held out his hands.
"May I?" Najarin asked politely. Tom looked at the tangled memories and nodded.
"Okay," he agreed, handing the tangled mess over. Najarin quickly spotted the problem as soon as he had the two memories in his hands. Quickly he untangled the green and blue memories and let them go. Then he glanced back at Tom. The Italian-American teenager smiled gratefully and Najarin felt himself being pulled back into his own mind.
When Najarin opened his own eyes, the first thing he saw was that Tom was still not wake. That was expected, the small glimpses given off of the tangled memories suggested that their human was tired. Straightening his back, Najarin looked up to the worried faces of Maxxor and Intress. He gave the anxious couple a small smile.
"He's fine, just needs some sleep, that's all," the ancient muge said. Relief flashed on his leader's face and Intress breathed a sigh of relief. Najarin continued, "I just need to wake the other Overworld humans and tell Kopond, Lore, and Enre-Hep how to wake their humans."
Maxxor nodded his consent and Najarin left the chambers in a hurry. Intress crossed the room and sat at the edge of the bed, looking on Tom's peaceful face.
"I wonder what caused all the humans to lose unconscious like that?" she murmured gently, trying not to wake the sleeping boy.
"I don't know, but I am going to find out," Maxxor swore.
A/N: What do you think? Yes, I made Tom Italian. Don't like it? Don't care.