Tears In Heaven
Chapter Two: Love is a Battlefeild
(Author: Alasia)
"Daddy!"
Boromir pushed himself away from the blue Ford Explorer that he was
leaning on and knelt as his daughter flew into his arms. He picked her
up and held her close. Four years ago he would not have expected this,
four years ago he had entered this amazing world and had married Reighn,
and now, his daughter would be turning four in two weeks. The little girl
only knew a few words, like 'daddy' and 'mommy' and of course the classic
'no', but she was still a happy little girl.
"Did you have fun baby?"
"Yes."
"Good, let's go home," he said, and buckled her into the back seat.
He and Reighn had moved to America six months after they returned to this
world, because the shadows seemed to be concentrating themselves there.
They now lived in the San Francisco Bay area and were quite happy - mostly.
They fought the shadows with everything they had,
and they had at least two encounters a week. Things were getting rather
bad here, and they had recently found out that other Celts from abroad
were moving to the city to help. In fact, that was the only reason why
they allowed Rhiannon to go to daycare - Her teacher was a Celt. The times
were getting worse, and no one knew about it. A war a begun overseas and
the world's view was on that as if it would end the world.
Boromir moved around to the other side of the car
and opened his door to get in when he heard and Irish accented voice call
his name. He looked up to see Jenna Murray coming toward him. She looked
slightly relieved to have caught him before he left and she rushed up,
pulling him away from the car, "It's gotten worse."
He turned white, "How? Where?"
"The peir," she replied, "I've just gotten word from Annea. She says
there are six shadows still attacking, and she says that two more are headed
in our direction."
"Take Rhia and hide her inside, get your things and get ready to fight.
Where's Reighn?"
"She was the first to arrive at the peir. We don't have enough power
to defeat them if they start attacking in bulk like this! Only Reighn has
enough power to kill so many at a time, and then she's out of comission
for days afterwards," Jenna replied.
"I know," Boromir said as he moved over to the side of the car his
daughter was on a and pulled her out of the car.
"Daddy?"
"Baby, I want you to go with Jenna, okay," at the little girl's nod
he continued, "I want you to do everything she says to."
"Okay," she said, and hugged him before Jenna led her off.
Boromir waited until they entered the building to
move around to the back of the car and pull out his armor. He quickly dawned
the armor he had not had to waer except for in battle and put it on, looking
like the Boromir he had been in Middle-Earth. He pulled out a silver long-sword
that held intracate Celtic ingravings and runes and strapped it to his
side. The sword was known as Mhias, the brother sword of Athair. Jenna
dashed out of the building wearing Celtic armor that magicers used. The
woman did not know weaponry and could not weild a sword worth her life,
so she chose to stand back and spell cast.
"Two?"
"Aye, that's what my sister said."
"You can't stand back in this one Jenna, I need you to hold one off
while I kill the first, then, if you haven't destroyed it, I will help
you," he said. She nodded in response and the pair looked up, watching
as the two Shadows approached them from the air.
"Earth and Fire," she said, getting a look at their eyes, "compatibles."
"Take the Fire Demon," Boromir replied, "You are gifted in Water are
you not?"
"Yes."
Nothing eles was uttered as the Shadows landed and
the Earthen one charged Boromir, he brought Mhias up and slashed off one
of the creature's arms - the battle had begun.
*****
Fisherman's Warf was in chaos. Shop windows her shattered
and rides destroyed. There were holes in the actual peir and what civilians
were left in the area were running around to and fro screaming. Reighn
graoned and pulled herself up out of the glass and shells that she'd been
thrown into by the Dream-Weaver Shadow she had been confronted with. She
was the only Dream-Weaver in the City - in fact, she was the only one in
the country. As the other ten Celts had arrived she had been left with
the strongest on. The others had split up into pairs and confronted each
of the other five Shadows, and were now scattered all over the Peir and
down the street aways.
She climbed out of the shop and stood there, waiting
for an attack that she knew would come. Athair lay quiet at her side, for
here, he was useless. Suddenly she was hit with a mental barrage, the Shadow
had surfaced all of her bad momories and created turmoil in her mind. She
fell to one knee in pain while she tried to erect enough sheilds so that
the Shadow could not attack her mentally. It took her all of five minutes
before she suddenly sprang to her feet before the unaware Shadow and punched
him. The power she poured into that punch caused the Shadow to fly backwards
for almost ten yards before it crashed into the carousel. She followed,
preparing to attack with the power of Earth. The Earth around her erupted
and huge rocks from the water below rushed up at her command and hurled
themselves at the Shadow.
Her barrage ended as quickly as it had begun when
the Shadow began to destroy the boulders with its mind. She growled at
it and threw all of the elements at it all in one strike. Suddenly she
stumbled as pain seared trough her shoulder. Her vision clouded and she
was suddenly in front of Rhiannon's day care center watching as Jenna and
Boromir fought two shadows. Boromir had been slashed across the shoulder
by an Earth Shadow, his clothes were slowly becoming stained with red.
She looked around frantically to find Rhiannon but realized when she did
not find her that the little girl was hiding inside the building.
The feel of her body impacting water brought her
back to her own mind. Her eyes snapped open and she was surrounded by sea
water, the peir was above her. She sent out a call and a group of sea liaon
swam up, helping her to the surface and launching her into the air. She
landed on the peir and quickly took in the situation. Four of the six Shadows
were dead, and three of the five pairs of Celts were out of comission,
two pairs now faught the last, and were unaware of the Dream-Weaver headed
directly toward them. A sneer crossed her face and she powered up, the
magical energy creating a baseball sized orb in her hand. The raw power
seared the area with light and she launched it at the Shadow that wasn't
fighting. On impact it exploded and the Shadow was gone - all that remained
was a tne foot by ten foot hole in the peir.
*****
Boromir stopped the car in front of his house and
carried his sleeping daughter inside and up the stairs to her bedroom.
He closed the door behind him before heading to the kitchen and the first
aid kit. When he got there he found Reighn sitting at the table shirtless,
pulling glass and peices of shell from her skin. He stripped off his armor
and shirt before walking over to her and helping her remove the last bits
of it and helped bandage it. She turned to him and smiled gratefully. A
large cut sat above her right eyebrow, cleaned and treated. He sat down
next to her and she began to clean the gash on his shoulder, wincing as
she shifted.
"I felt this when you got it," she said softly.
"You did," he questioned.
"Aye," she replied, "It was searing. Made me leave my own mind and
leap to the day care center. I was thrown off the peir next thing I knew.
It took raw power to destroy the most powerful one."
"And what of injuries?"
"All minor," she said, "cuts and brusies, no one was directly scarred
like you. And Jenna?"
"Jenna got a cut on her cheek and maybe a couple of bruises. Rhia was
hidden away inside the building," he told her as she began to wrap the
wound, "There a meeting?"
"At the Murray's place," she replied, "their brother Derrik is a healer.
The one gift I wish I had right now."
A smile crossed his face, "You have all of the gifts but Fire and Healing,
love. I'll call Mrs. Daneils and see if she'll watch Rhia for us, you go
change, and I will while you wait for her."
She nodded and stood, leaving the room.
*****
"We cannot fight like this forever," Susan McDermott
said.
"No, we cannot. Our numbers are not great enough to do so," Annea Murray
replied. Her brother Derrik nodded his reply as he continued going around
the circle, healing the wounds too great to hinder regular life.
"We haven't a choice," David O'Rourke said sternly, "If we don't fight
then all of San Francisco will be under the darkness."
"We cannot aford to lose another city," Danny, David's brother, said,
"We lost Atlanta in three weeks. We must keep San Francisco, it's too close
to L.A. and San Deigo."
"There isn't anything we can do but fight," Boromir spoke, "And hope
that help arrives."
"And hopefully it will soon," Reighn said, drectly to her husband,
"That is, if Jairah manages to decipher my message. We need her power and
Gandalf's."
Boromir sighed, "If she cannot not decipher what it means, then Gandalf
will. There's no telling what will happen until they do, but we can't lose
hope."
"Who are these Jairah and Gandalf," someone asked.
Reighn's eyes closed and she sighed, "Jairah is one of us, a Fire weilder,
one of the few. I felt her awakening four years ago, she's from the past
- thousands of years in the past. Gandalf is an immortal wizard. His power
is greater than I could ever hope to become - Though I might end up as
powerful as he is if we keep having to fight as we are."
"How can you summon someone from the past," Jenna asked.
An indigant look crossed over Boromir's face, "I'll have you know that
I was born and grew up in that timeline, thank you."
"We cannot explain," Reighn said, "It is too complicated, and is better
left unknown until the time comes."
"If they arrive we want a full account," Annea said.
"And you will have it," Reighn replied.