Chapter Two: Help
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Welcome back. Thanks to Kaeera and Akima for the great help they've been while writing this. I'm glad everyone is enjoying this. This chapter may not be as exciting as anything else I've been writing, but it is important. Hope you enjoy and if you don't really agree with most of which is in here, just remember to keep an open mind. I'm not trying to force anything on anyone. And thank you so much for that pic SpaceVixenX :)! It's awesome! Well, other than that, enjoy this and have a great day.
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Mighty Ducks belong to Disney, Kazar belongs to me as do the guardians of Dimensional Limbo, and I belong to the Great King.
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I'm alone in my room Great King.
And I'm coming before you as I did once when I was a child.
I don't know what to say Lord
For I can't remember how to do this.
It's been so long ago that I kneeled like this
On my floor, my hands clasped together…
Oh Great King please, I beg of you
Heal my brother, and don't take Duke from us!
I thank you for sending him and the others into my life
But please don't take him away
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Great King, Lord of Lords, King of Kings, Mighty One,
My Creator
Please, help me for I do not know what to do.
I hardly understand the powers you've granted me.
…
I come before you now, asking for your help
I cannot do this on my own
Please, send help
And heal my family.
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I have but one more request from you Great King
Once long ago, I could do this
I ask if I could do it again
Great King please
May I call You
Father?
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Dimensional Limbo could not be described as a cheerful place unless it was the realm you were made to live in. Three guardians knew this very well, as they had been in this realm since the beginning of time itself.
There was a key to finding your way around in this place, and it was to watch the changing of the colors and how they moved. If you were not used to the realm it could give you motion sickness, but they were used to it. In some places the colors would spin insanely fast. In others, they would slowly rotate, seeming to become one color when they reached the center of the spin. Some places the colors would spin in a totally opposite direction of each other and in some they didn't seem to move at all, as if they were painted on a very bright white wall. In one place, the colors crisscrossed, and it was here that a guardian named Calivan was kneeling in reverence to the one who created him. His head was bowed as he muttered something softly, a prayer it seemed. After a moment he was silent, then he raised his head and opened his purple eyes. Then he 'stood' and flew away from the area. He reached a building that seemed to be almost one with the rest of Dimensional Limbo. He entered and walked through a hallway that had no doors and glowed a light blue color. At the end of the hall was an arched doorway, which he walked through entering a room that held nothing but a desk in the center and a bed on the far wall. Had it really been nearly three years since the duck named Canard had been here? Strange… but normal seeing as how time had no meaning to the guardians. It had meaning to everything else in Dimensional Limbo, but the other creatures (such as saurians) were not meant to live for eternity.
Orian, a guardian with blue scales and gold eyes was sitting on the desk while the female guardian Jasmine sat on the bed, her gold eyes curious as she rubbed a red scaled arm. All three were wearing black scale tight clothing and boots, Jasmine's scaled covered hair tied back at the nape of her neck. Her hair reaching to mid-back while Orian's reached to his shoulders. His too was tied back at the nape of his neck. Calivan's went a little past his shoulders, also tied at the nape of his neck. There was an unusual look of seriousness on his human-like face, as he was usually the one overflowing with energy as if everything were a game to any who didn't know him. The two before him knew him well, they'd been with him since the beginning.
"What did He have to tell you?" Jasmine asked.
"The youngest DuCaine is injured." Calivan stated softly. The two before him started, but silence reigned the room. "The Great King has assured me that he will be fine. The boys friend is injured as well…" he shook his head. "The saurians there have reverted back to their old ways." He told them. Orian's face contorted with disgust and a deep hatred, and he hissed showing what humans would refer to as 'vampire-like' teeth.
"The fools." He growled. "They are killing themselves."
"And everyone around them if the sons of DuCaine are not careful." Jasmine stated.
"If we are not careful you mean." Calivan stated back.
"We?" Orian asked.
"We're being sent in again." Calivan told him. "The eldest has finally come to the Great King, asking for help. The Great King has heard him, and is sending us as an answer." Jasmine and Orian stood.
"Right." They said as one.
"Which should stay? Lucretia doesn't need to be left alone." Calivan stated. Jasmine and Orian looked at each other, then nodded.
"I'll stay." Jasmine said, looking back at Calivan. "She doesn't snap at me as much as she does the two of you." She told them. Calivan nodded, then looked at Orian.
"Go prepare yourself. I will call you when He has told me it is time." He ordered. Orian nodded, then walked past him and out the door. Calivan looked at Jasmine. "Ready two cells."
"Two? But there were four…"
"One is in the keep of the DuCaine's and is a child once more. He is being raised in the service of the Great King by a dragon named Kazar. The eldest saurian is dead, and his soul was lost to the darkness." Jasmine winced. "There are but two left, and he had taught them the old ways before leaving their world."
"It is sad." Jasmine said as Calivan turned to leave. He looked back at her. "It is sad that only one has come to know the Great King." Calivan nodded.
"It is my prayer that they will all have the chance to know him." He said softly. "But I have no control over them. They are creatures of free will, which is why they are fallen."
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Wildwing stood, a feeling of light weightiness coming over him as he looked about the room as if seeing it for the first time.
"Whoa." He breathed, almost giddy it seemed. He grinned and bowed his head once more, thanking the Great King, then sighed and opened his eyes. Everything was going to be fine. It was the reply the Great King had given him, and he had faith that the Great King would keep his word.
"Wing?" came Chameleon's voice. Wildwing looked to see the child in the doorway. "Are you okay?" he asked, walking in quietly. Wildwing smiled down at him, then lifted him up.
"Yeah. I'm fine." He told the child comfortingly. "How about you?" he asked.
"I'm scared." The five-year-old said, putting his arms around the white mallard's neck.
"Of what?"
"I don't want Duke to die." Suddenly Chameleon was crying and Wildwing was silent. He kneeled and allowed the child to stand as he hugged him close.
"It's gonna' be okay Chameleon." Wildwing said softly. "Everything will be fine."
"How do you know?" the child sobbed, his face buried in Wildwing's shoulder.
"The Great King promised Chameleon. And I believe him." Chameleon merely continued to cry, Wildwing holding him and letting him. Sometimes you just needed to cry, and he wasn't about to stop the child from doing so.
Tanya looked in a moment later and watched for a moment, and smiled softly as she did so, praying softly for her teammates and herself. They were all going to need help.
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Orian was bowed in reverence, the Great King speaking with him as well in the form of a bright light that nothing could extinguish, colors seeming to be one with this ultimate form of light.
It was times like this that Orian treasured and loved to have, for the Great King was love in its purist form, and was fond of letting all of his 'children' know how deep his love ran for them. It was this reason that caused many of any race or planet to think of him as weak. And they were wrong to think of him as such. Just as his love was pure, so was his power, and his anger. No matter what planet a person was from, his righteous anger was well known, and all those who sided with the darkness found it first hand, either in their lifetime, or afterwards. Sadly, it pained him to watch his creations turn from him, for it was his will that they be with him. It was the purpose of their lives, to serve him, to be with him. That was why followers of the Great King on Puckworld called the religion 'The Servanthood'. For it didn't take much to be served, but it took a great sense of humbleness to serve another without complaint, and believe when others laughed and mocked you, or even turned away.
Servanthood was not left without reward, for there was a new outlook on life, things being seen differently. People were brought into follower's lives, and many stayed with them till the end. Everyday lessons are learned, for there is no end to what the Great King has to show, and has to teach, and some lessons have to be learned many times over.
The guardians knew this well, for they too were servants of the Great King, and they found pleasure in following him. Even now Orian was content, knowing what many others knew as well.
"Orian, it is time to go." Came Calivan's voice. Orian looked up and realized the light had gone long ago, yet he had not realized it, for the presence of the Great King still remained. Orian stood and looked over at his comrade and nodded.
"Then let's go." He said softly. Calivan nodded and lifted a hand, the colors swirling together and then changing till a 'window' appeared showing downtown Anaheim.
"Shall we?" Calivan asked. Orian bowed, his hands motioning to the portal.
"After you!" he joked. Calivan grinned.
"Why thank you!" he snickered. He and Orian chuckled, then leapt through together.
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Canard was opening and closing his com unit, not really sure of what he should do. Years ago a guardian of Dimensional Limbo had tapped his com and told him to contact them when the battle was won…but what if it seemed to be almost impossible? Two teammates down, one probably going to die… he stopped there. Maybe they could help… He opened the com, static appearing on it as he searched for any answer. Yes. Maybe the guardians would help.
^_^
"What is that?" Calivan asked, looking around as something beeped. He turned full circle, Orian frowning at him with his hands on his hips.
"Communicator?" he asked, rolling his eyes. Calivan grinned sheepishly at him.
"Oh yeah…" he breathed, reaching up to his shoulder where a radio mechanism sat.
"And He made you leader why?" Orian grinned. Calivan grinned cheekily at him.
"He likes my sense of humor." He grinned back. He pressed a button and grinned cheekily at Orian as if to say 'Ha! I found it.' "Yes?" he asked quickly.
"Calivan?" came Canard's voice.
"Hey! Canard! Our little ducky friend! Where you at?"
"The Pond. Why?"
"Well where's the Pond?" Orian asked.
"Pond? What Pond? They have a pond here in this city?" Calivan asked, looking at the many humans who were staring at them as they slowly walked by. There was silence for a moment then…
"You're here on Earth?" Canard asked in surprise.
"Yeah. The Great King sent us." Orian said, looking around and waving a small little boy that was clinging to his mothers hand. The child grinned widely, waved, and then pointed them out to his mother. She looked down at him, over at the guardians, then hurriedly pulled her son away.
"Stay where you are. I'm coming for you." Came Canard's voice, then the sound of him stopping the transmission.
"How's he going to find us?" Orian asked, looking at Calivan.
"I guess they can track us or something. I dunno'." He stated. Then he sighed and looked around. "Welcome to the Freak show. We are the main attractions this evening." He muttered under his breath. A couple of teens passing by laughed then grinned at him, giving him a thumbs up and moving on. Orian raised an eyebrow and looked at Calivan who shrugged, neither knowing what a 'thumbs up' meant.
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Canard walked into the infirmary, hoping Wildwing would be there but found Grin instead watching over the two sleeping ducks, his arms crossed.
"Where's Wildwing?" Canard asked him, looking around. Grin shrugged.
"In his room I think. He told me that he had something he wanted to do." He rumbled.
"I wonder what." Canard said, putting his hands in the pockets of the jeans he was wearing as casual clothing instead of his armor. He was also wearing a plain T-shirt untucked making him look comfortable. Grin was wearing his normal civvies outfit, shaking his head.
"I haven't a clue." He admitted to Canard's questioning statement. The tan mallard sighed, looking down and scoffing the metallic floor with a sneaker.
"Great. Well, I'm going to go look for him." He told Grin, removing his hands from his pockets.
"Wildwing?" came a mutter from one of the medicom beds. Canard and Grin looked to see Nosedive inhale deeply and slowly take his left arm to rub his face.
"Nosedive?" Canard asked, moving over to the teen as Grin stood and followed. Nosedive blinked at him for a moment.
"Hi." He mumbled wearily. "Wildwing?"
"I'm going to go get him." Canard said quickly.
"Okay…" with that Nosedive let his arm fall and he closed his eyes, falling asleep.
"I'm going to find Wing."
O.o
Wildwing was with Tanya, talking to Mallory in the hallway when Canard ran up. The three kind of looked at him for a moment as he bent to catch his breath, then grinned up at them.
"Nosedive woke up. He's asleep again, but he woke up." He told them. "And I'm going to get the guardians from Dimensional Limbo. They told me that the Great King sent them." He told. Mallory looked at him for a moment, then broke out into a run, headed straight for the infirmary. Wildwing was smiling brightly.
"Prayer does work." He grinned, then followed. Tanya smiled at Canard.
"Need some help?" she asked. Canard nodded and the two left together to bring the guardians to the Pond.
To Be Continued…
Thank you Akima for helping me with the subtitle. :)
More is on the way. Wait just a while friends. It is coming, slowly but it's coming.
Thank you all for being so patient.
