The
Beginning of the End
Part 2
Elsewhere...
The
Isle of Rhodes, located in the middle of the Mediterranean. 2300 years ago,
Alexander the Great conquered the known world, with an empire stretched from
Europe to Western Asia. He tried to claim the ends of the north, so he went
east. He reached the Indus River before he was stopped. Though history records
show that he died of fatigue, inscriptions at Rhodes say that he was beaten by
King Gaudemus. It is here on this world that young Laocorn would search for the
legendary Armor of Mars, which at one time was worn by his ancestor, Gaudemus
himself. Legend has it whosoever possessing the bloodline of Gaudemus that
claims the armor, would gain the power of Mars, the God of War. He has already
recovered three of the six missing pieces of the armor. Now he prepares to continue
the search for the other three.
Assisting him on this quest are his
followers; the beautiful Panni, who can control the elements of water,
harnessing its destructive power to suit her needs; Hauer, the vain master of
the winds, he utilizes the currents for his dizzying aerial fighting skills;
and Jamin, the powerful master of the earth, the only one of the three with any
sense of honor among the fighters. It is at this point that Laocorn has
interrupted another of Hauer's bragging tirades, and was ready to send his
troops out to find the other pieces of armor.
"Jamin, Hauer, get going," Laocorn
ordered. "And if anyone gets in your way..."
Suddenly,
Laocorn stopped. His eyes grew large, his mouth dropped. He lurched forward, as
if unable to comprehend what had happened. Tears began to stream down his face.
"My
Lord Laocorn," Panni began, concerned. "What is it? What's
wrong?"
Laocorn
struggled for words. "It's...it's Sulia." He can barely make out the
words. "She's...she's dead."
Jamin
lurched up from his meditation, unable to believe what he had just heard.
"No. That's not possible! Lady Sulia? How...?"
"I
don't know," said Laocorn, his voice wavering. "I...I can't see who
it is."
Sulia
Gaudemus. Laocorn's younger sister. Due
to their shared bloodline, they have a symbiotic link to one another, a link
that was strengthened by his possession of the armor. It was believed that
Sulia had in her belongings the final piece to the whereabouts of the missing
armor.
"I
am deeply saddened by your loss, Lord Laocorn," a voice said.
Laocorn
looked up, startled by the voice. "Who's there?" he demanded to know.
"Come out and show yourself!" He began to power up his armored hand,
and it crackled with Ion energy.
The
figure stepped out from the shadows, revealing himself to be Sephiroth. Panni,
Jamin, and Hauer took their battle positions, ready to face off against this
intruder.
"Please,"
said Sephiroth, waving his left hand. "I didn't come here to battle."
Laocorn
stood from his throne. "Who are you?" he asked. "What do you
want?"
Sephiroth
smiled wickedly. "My name is Sephiroth. And what I want is simple."
He
started to walk forward, ignoring the fighters gathered in front of him. He
stopped, just short of Laocorn, and said, "I wish to aid you in your quest
to recover the Armor of Mars."
Laocorn
looked at him, then looked past him at his fighters. They stood as if they were
statues in a wax museum. "How," he began, "How did you walk past
my fighters? What did you do to them?"
Sephiroth
raised his left arm to indicate the Infinity Gauntlet. "You see
this?" he asked. "This is called the Infinity Gauntlet. With it, I
have complete mastery over time itself. So you see, freezing your compatriots
was merely child's play compared to what I can really do."
"What
is it you want of me?" asked Laocorn, skeptical. "Is it the
armor?"
"Yes
and no," replied Sephiroth. "You see, the armor can only be worn by a
descendent of Gaudemus, so if I obtain it, I really can't do anything with it
even if I wanted to."
"However,"
he continued, "You can. I have seen it. You are predestined to inherit the
armor, and the powers of Gaudemus himself. And I wish to help you obtain
it."
"And
what is it that you ask of me," Laocorn shot back. "No one asks
anything from anyone without wanting something in return."
"Indeed,
I do want something from you," he agreed. He looked at him straight in the
eyes and said, "All I want from you, is for you to rule along with me. The
power of Mars is phenomenally great; I have seen this to be true. Together, we
would make powerful allies. That is why I wish to assist you in your
quest."
"And
that is all?" questioned Laocorn.
"That
is all," answered Sephiroth. "I am simply asking you to be my general
for the Dark army. So, what is your reply? Shall we become allies, or
enemies?"
Laocorn
thought for a minute before answering. "You realize that if you cross me,
I will not hesitate to use the power of Mars on you." He eyed him with a
cold stare.
Sephiroth
nods. "I have no intention of crossing you, Lord Laocorn."
Laocorn
then looked up at him, a sly smile has crept up on his face. "All right, I
agree under two conditions."
"Which
is?" asked Sephiroth.
"One,"
began Laocorn, pointing to his fighters. "My three associates serve
alongside me. Two," he continued, a look of sorrow creeping up on his
face. "You say that you can control time. I ask that you use your power to
bring Sulia back. Please, bring my sister back to life."
"Once
we obtain the armor," said Sephiroth, "You have my word that you will
see your sister again. I promise."
"Then
we are agreed," said Laocorn, extending his hand. "We shall become
allies."
"Excellent,"
concurred Sephiroth, accepting the handshake. "This will be a prosperous
relationship, I can promise you that," he finished, but not before
thinking to himself, you deluded fool.
Elsewhere...
High
above the skies of Pennsylvania, the Super-Cycle, piloted by Robin, flies
across the scenic plains. Accompanying him in the cycle are his Young Justice
teammates, Superboy, Impulse, and Wonder Girl. The four heroes were returning
from a mission in the Orient, performing a rescue of the town after a once
dormant volcano became active, and were preparing to reunite with the other
members of Young Justice. Superboy, aka Kon-El, is in the process of disturbing
Robin on the way back to their headquarters.
"C'mon,
Bat-boy," started Kon, "You've been more moodier than your usual glum
self. What gives?"
"For
the one hundred and fifty-third time, I don't want to talk about it,"
countered Robin. "It's personal, all right?"
"Yeah,
but we're all friends here, right?" asked Impulse. "I mean, you can
tell us anything."
"Like
the time I told you not to tell Kon where I hid my extra utility belt, right
Bart?" reminded Robin. "Or the time I told you not to tell anyone
that I was on a case undercover? Or the time..."
"I
think what we're trying to tell you, Robin," interrupted Wonder Girl,
"Is that you're more than a teammate to us, you're our friend. And no mask
can hide the fact that you're upset about something right now. And we just want
you to know that, secret ID or no, you can tell us anything. Right, guys?"
"Sure,"
agreed Bart. "You bet."
"Especially
any of the good stuff," Kon threw in. "You know, Bat problems, like
if old pointy-ears won't let you shave in the Bat-cave, or the fact that he
keeps the keys to the Batmobile to himself, or..."
"Kon,
you're about five seconds away from getting dropped out of the cycle,"
threatened Robin, but then a smile creped up on his face and said, "Thanks,
guys. I appreciate the sentiments, really. I'm just not ready to talk about it
yet, ok?"
Wonder
Girl nods. "No problem. But just keep an open mind, ok?"
Robin
acknowledges her. "You bet, Cassie."
"Hey,"
said Bart, "What the heck's that?"
"What?"
asked Kon. "I don't..."
Suddenly,
in front of them, was a large portal, shining in golden hues, rectangular in
shape, as wide as a driveway. Robin tried to steer away from it, but the portal
grew larger, almost appearing to curve to prevent the cycle from escaping.
"I
can't steer clear!" exclaimed Robin. "We're going to...!"
But
before Robin could finish his statement, the Super-Cycle had entered the
portal, which then proceeded to seal itself off and vanish.
Elsewhere...
The World of Cephiro. Once a magical world of
wishes and enchantment, the loss of the Pillar has darkened it to a land of
decay and despair. The Pillar's wishes were the only thing that kept Cephiro
safe and beautiful. But Princess Emeraulde, the Pillar of Cephiro, wished for
the Magic Knights to end her life, so that she could be with the man she loved,
High Priest Zagato, who was killed in a battle with the Knights. The Pillar may
only wish for Cephiro to exist, and with her emotions torn, choose to abdicate
her position, while the Magic Knights, Hikaru, Umi, and Fuu, teenage girls from
another world, were under the delusion that they were summoned to save Cephiro
from Zagato himself.
It is on this world that Mage Master Clef,
the greatest sorcerers in all of Cephiro, stood contemplating his role in the
affair. Clef, forced to lie to the girls regarding their mission, realizes that
without a Pillar, Cephiro will darken, wither, and die. A new Pillar must be
found soon, or the remaining inhabitants of the world will vanish along with
Cephiro itself. Over 700 years old, he has the appearance of a small boy, but
possesses the wisdom and intelligence that exceeds the wisest of sages. It is
at this point that he first hears the Voice.
"Mage
Master Clef."
Clef,
facing the opposite direction of where the sound of the voice projected, nods
his head. "I wondered how long it would be, before you would seek me
out."
"Then
you know?" the Voice asked.
Clef
turned to face forward. "I have known for quite some time. I know that as
we speak, this being called Sephiroth is eliminating universe after universe,
accumulating power with every move that he enacts."
"And,"
he continues, seemingly moving toward the voice, "If he is not stopped
soon, the very meaning of existence will disappear, forever."
"Then
you will help me?" the Voice asks.
Clef
shakes his head. "I cannot. Although I realize the severity of the
situation, Cephiro must remain my priority. Without our Magic Knights to defend
us, we would be of little use to you."
"But
your Magic Knights are here," explained the Voice. "As you can
see."
Clef
looked up into the Enchanted mirror, and sure enough, Hikaru, Umi, and Fuu, had
indeed returned to Cephiro, although it appeared that they were falling from
the sky. Clef invoked the incantation, calling out, "Beast Summon!"
He then instructed the summoned creature to retrieve the girls, and bring them
back to the castle.
"This
is perplexing," said Clef. "By all accounts, only the Pillar should
be able to summon the Magic Knights from another world. Unless...."
"No,
Clef," the Voice interrupted. "It was not my doing to summon your
Knights, although I did wish to recruit them for this mission." The Voice
then became softer. "Mage Master Clef, I understand your wish to save
Cephiro, but without the Magic Knights and yourself, all of reality, including
Cephiro, will cease to exist."
Clef
seemed to understand this, and nods his approval. "You are correct. All
right, once the girls are settled in, I will explain to them the
situation."
"Thank
you, Mage Master," the Voice said, an invisible smile seemingly felt by
Clef. "This will indeed help to turn the tide against Sephiroth and his
growing army."
Elsewhere...
The
North End Cavern. In a place that is nowhere, and yet everywhere. Sephiroth
sits high atop his gravel throne, contemplating his next move. Behind him, the
dark entity Kain slowly manifests, almost appearing to replace the shadow that
Sephiroth casts.
"How
much longer," Kain asks, his voice booming. "Before we act? I grow
impatient, Sephiroth."
Sephiroth,
his hands clasped together to resemble a pyramid, smiles. "In due time,
Kain," he responds. "Right now, the pawns are moving into place as we
speak. Soon, the greatest power in all of the known universes will belong to
us. And reality, as we all know it, will be reshaped into our own image."
He glances over at the stand that displays the Black Materia.
"Soon,
Kain," replied Sephiroth, his smile becoming wide. "The fools will
realize, that their best intentions will be for nothing. And, when all is said
and done, the Pillar will also belong to me."
And
as Sephiroth and Kain laugh, their evil laughter seems to echo though out the
entire North End Cavern.
To
Be Continued.