Xena felt a strange power coursing through her veins. It was indescribable, foreign, and yet familiar at the same time. It seemed ancient, like the Earth itself, and as she opened her eyes, she saw a strange black marking on her right hand, ending just past the wrist and glowing with inner energy.
She closed her eyes and focused further.
And the entire world responded with a gust of wind.
A/N
We're getting close now! Almost at the end of Part One of this story!
I want to, again, thank all of you for the support that you are giving the story, and say again that all of this wouldn't have been possible without you and your encouragement. So, truly, thank you!
On a side note, I have made Dark Ender my co-host for the stories from now forward. Hopefully he doesn't try to kill anyone…
For the last time, no.
Good. Anyway…
Can I do the outro?
Fine.
Enders OUT!