The Final King

France Gamble

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or BBC Merlin. I do own my characters from my novel "The Keeper's Kinn" and all other I make up for use in this story.

Chapter Two

Her blond hair was pulled back into an intricate pattern of braids and knots onto her head. Her long sleeves brushed along the stones that circled around the pool in the dark cave. Next to her sat a pile of twigs and sticks that were slightly damp from the condensation of the cave. It didn't matter to her, though, as she felt her power burn inside her. She looked at the sticks and thought of them burning brightly. Just as the thought occurred the action happened in front of her. The warmth and light showed her a bit more of the still dark water in front of her. She could hear her name calling from within the depths.

Carefully she leaned over to see her reflection shimmering over the blackness. Her bright blue eyes seemed to glow against the fire's flicker and her blond hair shimmered like a moon beam.

"Cyra…" a whisper spoke against the still waters. She leaned more to see further in. Nothing came to her.

Her hand slipped against the slick rocks and she saw the black rushing to meet her. Gasping she brought water into her lungs and her vision swam as her body followed her head into the wet dark. Oxygen and air came through her hair and into her lungs suddenly. "Breathe, my child," a warm woman's voice called to her as swirling rainbow colors pushed past her. She was confused and she tried to look around, but something was now pulling her down through everything. She couldn't move and panic started to grasp her heart.

"Do not worry, my child. Find Emrys and find the Jewelgem. You will know what to do when the time comes," the woman assured her before she felt sleep tug her into a new peaceful quiet.

~*~Ma~*~

The books were filled with the smell of mildew and the faint smell of a cigar from a time period of long ago. The man didn't particularly enjoy this room, but he needed the privacy it brought. He also didn't like the fact that Preventers had evacuated the colony. It was an extreme measure he didn't see necessary. His beefy arms were shoved into a nice silk top and as he moved to get a pen off the ornate oak desk in the corner of the library room, they bulged and the fabric went to it's most resistant. He needed a new shirt soon.

The door to the study opened and in came a man dressed in a high end black suit. He had on dark sun glasses, even though clouds had covered the sun for the day, and his feet clicked along the wooden floors in leather shoes. He was also a stocky man, but it was all muscles that bulged his shirt and made his pants form fitting. His hair was cropped short in a high and tight of a military personal. As soon as he reached the porky man who was now standing as tall as his 5 foot 3 inches could go, he bowed low from his waist and held himself in that position. "My Lord, what is it you called me for?" he said with an accent screaming South Europe.

"Ah, Renard, I have a problem. We were evacuated from L1 rather quickly and I was unable to retrieve something of importance. I need you to go back, do not get caught by those scum that forced everyone out of their homes, and bring me the object. Be careful with it, because I need it to rule the world," he reached once again behind him to the top of the desk and brought a photo to shove underneath the still bowing Renard.

"Yes, my lord. I will return shortly," the strong man took the picture with reverence, but didn't move.

"Good, good. You're dismissed," with a wave of a large hand the other one stood up, bowed again quickly and rushed out the door. The beefy man followed his hired man out afterwards and went on his way through his mansion.

Still in the room a woman came from behind a dressing screen next to doors. She held a duster in her hand and trembled from the information she had just received. Running over to the desk she saw copies of the photo that Renard had left with. Taking one quickly she folded it and put it into her apron pocket. Then she rushed out of the room hoping to avoid being punished.

~*~Ma~*~

"My name is Cyra," she said plainly as she continued to look around her hospital room. Something was attached to her finger and it was glowing a nice red color. "What is this?" She held up her hand.

The Chinese Preventer agent looked down as he was jotting notes and barely glanced up as he answered, "Your heart monitor."

"Oh, how does it monitor my heart from my finger?" she asked curiously. She took it off and the steady beeping from one of the monitors turned into a high pitch whine. The agent rushed forward and put the clip back onto her finger to stop the noise. "Wow! That was interesting!"

"Cyra, my name is Wufei Chang. I am a Preventer Agent for the ESUN. I need to ask you a few questions about what happened on L1," the agent sighed and looked up as the girl started to wiggle in her bed. He watched her carefully as he continued on, "What is your last name?"

"Last name? We don't have last names where I'm from," she answered as she reached to play with the picture buttons on the side railing.

He put something down in his small notebook and asked, "What were you doing in the laboratory at the time of the explosion?"

"What a 'laboratory'? What explosion?" she asked as she stopped fidgeting and finally looked at him straight on. Her blue eyes bore into his black ones and he suddenly felt very uncomfortable around her.

"The place we found you is the laboratory that exploded. You have no memories of why you were there?" he asked. She shook her head, her stray blond hair flew around at the severe motion.

"Nope. I don't know why I was there," she smiled and then went back to exploring her bed again.

He found her curious, but if she wasn't even going to admit to being in the laboratory, then he had other things to do. "You need to stay here until you can be discharged into the care of the Preventers. I will have a guard on your door at all times, so do not try and escape. You will answer my questions at some point," he said frustratingly.

He walked out with an air of attitude, but knew that he couldn't force her to comply without having her in interrogation.

She watched as he left the room and the door shut behind him. She was very concerned that she didn't recognize her surroundings. The torches in the ceiling and on the wall did not give her the feeling of fire, but the room was comfortably warm and the light was bright as the sun. She continued to look at her 'heart monitor' as well and even though it was red it did not burn her.

Shutting her eyes she searched within herself and found her core. It swirled around and around, but she could barely find the elements she needed to release it. The torches had lightning in them, from what she could feel, and the air was swirling without the element of a natural wind. Not far she could feel the rush of water inside of the walls. Even though it confused her to feel these things outside of their natural areas, it still meant she had her magic.

Now she wanted to find the Kinn and get out of this strange land. She opened her eyes and pushed her magic out forcing it to seek out for people she would know. "Sabre," she said aloud, but nothing happened. Her magic did not show the way like it had before. "Ambara?" she asked, this time afraid of the answer. Nothing but stillness brought around her and she suddenly was very aware of a terrifying thought: she wasn't in her world anymore.

~*~Tsuzuku~*~

A/N: I am putting this chapter up and have now finished Blank Slate today as well. To have finished one story and bring in another I am thinking I have my writing bug back!

This story has a completed outline, by the way. I will not abandon it.

Please give me a review. Tell me what you think so far?