After the Storm
Author: Megz (Jungle Chick)
Disclaimer:I do not own The Lost World, any of the characters, or anything related to it, only the characters I have created.
Thanks: I have to thank Veronica77 and Adina for their amazing beta skills and for putting up with my if's, and's, & but's! I am so greatfulthat you took the time to helpme with this! (Hugz!)
Spoilers: Out of Time, AMan of Vision, Heart of the Storm.
Chapter 1: Destinies Begin
The day had not been going as well as Marguerite had been hoping it
would have. Firstly, she and Roxton were chased all over the jungle by
conquistadors, then one of the Shifting Planes of Reality separated
Marguerite from Roxton, and now Marguerite was lying on an alter
about to be sacrificed by druids.
One druid, that seemed to be the leader, claimed that Marguerite was
the reincarnation of a Druid Preistess and she had to die to prevent a
storm that was coming.
"You don't want to do this" she screamed. "You have the wrong
person!"
"Your birthmark tells us otherwise Morrighan!" He hissed. "Soon you
will die and be sealed in this tomb for all of eternity!"
Marguerite looked at the place she soon would be calling home and
realized that it was the same place where she and Roxton discovered
the body of the woman.
"Oh my goodness...It was me." She thought to herself.
Marguerite was scared. But where was Roxton? Why had he not saved
her yet?
The next thing she knew, Marguerite's wrists and ankles were being
grabbed tightly. Scared, she looked up and saw the druid, with a
dagger held up over her chest.
"Once your blood is spilt, this land will return to the peaceful place it
once was." He said, smiling.
His voice sent cold chills down Marguerites spine. She knew this man
was pure evil.
"NOOOOOOOO! Roxton, where are you?" Marguerite screamed, tears
falling from her grey eyes.
Marguerite closed her eyes, preparing for the worst. She waited and
waited, but nothing had happened. She slowly opened her eyes and
noticed the druids were not moving, as if they were frozen.
Marguerite turned her head and noticed another druid standing to the
side, but he was moving. She was scared at first, but then oddly
enough, she felt comfortable around the man. That's when she
remembered...
"Ah, Chosen One, I see you remember. Now it is time to fulfil you
destiny." The man said, starting to free her from her imprisonment.
Marguerite sat up, rubbing her wrists, then looked up at the man.
"So it wasn't a dream?"
"No Morrighan, it wasn't." said the man "We must leave. My powers
are not as strong on the plateau as they once were."
Then, a bright light appeared out of no where, consuming Marguerite,
and the man from her dreams.
Veronica had been standing in the centre of the treehouse for what felt
like an eternity.
"Mother, am I saving the plateau or destroying it!" she screamed.
The Trion began to burn the palm of her hand.
"Ahh...I thought you would help me. Why won't you help me!"
Then, a radiant, blue light appeared in front of Veronica, causing her
to shield her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, nothing was
there. Confused, she stood there, waiting for something to happen,
when she felt a familiar hand on her shoulder, and heard an unusual
language. Veronica listened closly to the voice echoing through her
mind, when it occured to her who it was.
"Mother" she said, slowly turning around, hoping it wasn't a dream.
That's when she saw her mother.
"Yes honey, it is me. It is time to start your destiny" replied Abigail
"Where have you been?" Veronica asked "Why have you not come back
to me?"
"I apologize for keep you at a distance. I will explain everything but first
we must save the plateau." She answered.
Abigail began to chant again, and Veronica was about to ask her
mother what she had to do, when she felt the same words her mother
was saying, start to come out of her mouth. She was chanting the
same language her mother was, and she had never even heard it
before. A few minutes later, they both stopped, the chaos was gone
and darkness consumed them.
End of Chapter One!