Well, this is it.....the last chapter of Something's Coming. Not a very
action packed finale, but one that includes the whole Legacy team in the
manner I enjoyed on the program. I apologise for the screwy formatting that
left you with chapters too short/long, but I had to take computer access
when I could. As for fanfiction, I am still working on re-writing/finishing
a whole host of Polt fanfics, so I won't be gone for too long. I truly hope
everyone who read this enjoyed it, and I'd like to thank everyone again for
the wonderful feedback I've recieved. You guys made this fic......thank
you.:)
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Taking a deep breath, Nick ran as fast as he could, cutting the two fighting entities a wide berth. He made it to the printer without incident, carefully tearing the needed sheet of paper. He turned, running back the way he had come. But he never quite made it.
Halfway there, a strange sort of....tentacle, was the only way Alex could describe it, reached out of the mass, striking Nick on the back. He went flying forwards with a cry, striking the wall in front of him. He fell to the ground, landing with a thud.
"Nick!" Rachel and Alex shouted together.
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As several loud shrieks were heard from inside the cloud, Nick stirred, groaning. He managed to get up, making sure he had hold of the paper and making for the women again. He got there swiftly, if a little unsteadily this time.
"Nick," Alex whispered, reaching up and gently touching the large gash on his forehead.
"I'm okay.....we'll take care of it after, okay Al'?"
Alex nodded. The three Legacy members came together in a huddle, each staring intently at the piece of paper barely visible in the flashing light.
"Er.....okay, trelcourne jabshrone -- c'mon, say it with me," Nick spurred.
As one they began to chant. "Trelcourne, jabshrone, machieln khassk, rarmcun ticmimns........"
They continued, repeating the same words over and over again, and watching in hope as the colours began to change......where the reds of Arkans had been weak before, now they were strong. The vibrant shade began to expand, surrounding the dark hues of the beast's, enveloping them, until with a final shriek of rage, nothing was left.
Falling silent, the Legacy members watched in awe as Arkans shimmered, his colours growing brighter and brighter until they had to turn, shielding their eyes from the light. When it vanished, they looked back, unsuprised to see Arkans in a more familiar form.
"It is done," he declared, something like a smile on his face. "Thank you for your help, Legacy members. You did a very good deed today."
Alex nodded. "That's it? It's over?"
"For now," Arkans answered. "Goodbye, Legacy members......I fervently hope that we do not cross paths again.........."
And with that, he began to glow again, changing into his colourful cloud, again becoming brighter until the Legacy three were forced to avert their eyes. This time when they turned back, they saw nothing.
When they were sure he was gone, they relaxed.
"I'm glad that's done," Nick said, wincing a little as his words made his sore face hurt more.
"Not yet it isn't," Rachel announced, moving closer to Nick and taking a hold of his chin. "Where does it hurt?"
"It doesn't.....not really....Rachel!" he protested, trying to remove his head from her grasp.
"Nick, you may believe that you're made of some kind of indestructible kevlar, but I saw the way you hit that wall. Tell me now and save us all a lot of trouble."
Nick sighed, wondering idly why he let these woman control him the way they did. Then he saw the puppy dog eyes that the good doctor was using on him, and he realised the reason.
"It's just my face......just a little sore, that's all."
"You have a split lip, a gash on your forehead, and I'd bet anything that you wake up with a black eye in the morning. That's not just a little sore."
Nick considered this, before smiling, even though his spilt lip protested his movement. "Yeah, but on the bright side? I feel better than I have all week."
Alex and Rachel just shook their heads, exchanging a glance that was a mixture of amusement and frustration.
"Let's go," Alex suggested. "We can get that cut cleaned up."
Nick nodded, and the three left. They were almost at the kitchen when the front door opened.
"Derek?" they all asked simultaneously.
"Hello," he greeted, smiling widely. "I'm....well, obviously I'm back early."
The others looked at each other. "Why?" Rachel asked. "Not that it's not good to see you, but......why are you back early?"
The Precept sighed, placing down his bags and hanging up his coat. "I don't know......I just....had a bad feeling, that's all."
Nick and Alex looked at one another, before bursting into laughter.
Derek looked confused. "What?"
Rachel shook her head at the pair, taking Derek's arm and leading him off. "I'll explain it to you....but I warn you, it's a long story." Turning suddenly, she addressed Nick. "Oh, and after that cut has been cleaned up......I want to see you for a proper examination, okay? It would do no one any good if you collapsed with a punctured lung or something just because you were too macho to admit to it."
Nick's laughter stopped, as he looked at Rachel with something resembling horror. This of course only made Alex laugh even harder. "But --"
"No buts, mister," Rachel said, grinning evilly. "See you in a bit."
After a moment, the relief at the situations end got to Nick again, and he started to chuckle along with Alex. Rachel gave them a look that clearly said she thought they were insane, before pulling on Derek's arm. As they moved off, the two younger members got a hold of themselves, controlling their laughter.
"Okay," Alex said. "Erm.....first aid kit. I think I have one in my bathroom."
"Then lead on," Nick replied, bowing slightly. "Ow.....remind me not to do that."
Alex smiled, heading up the stairs. Halfway up, she stopped.
"What?" Nick asked.
"Look," she answered, indicating the large window they were facing. Outside the scene was very different from the one taking place only a few hours ago. The clouds were gone, and the weather sunny. They could both hear birds singing, and Alex smiled at the beautiful scene.
"It's over," she said.
"Yeah......" Nick replied. "But you know, I think something else is coming."
Alex turned to him, her smile replaced by a worried frown. "What?"
Nick couldn't keep his serious expression, and he cracked a wicked smile. "A huge fight......cause there is no way in hell that I am letting Rachel examine me......she'll probably wrap me up like a God damn mummy for no good reason again."
Alex narrowed her eyes at him, letting out a growl. "Oh, she'll wrap you up like a mummy alright........only this time, there'll be a reason.....because I'm going to break every bone in that body of yours."
He laughed, turning and running up the stairs as fast as his aching head would let him.
The last words that Nick said for a while echoed around the hall.
"C'mon Al', you wouldn't hurt an injured man, right? Al'?"
And as their admittedly childish antics continued, and Rachel patiently explained all that had transpired to Derek, Arkans watched them for a few moments.....before simpy vanishing.......his last hope being that they were able to prepare for whatever else came their way. No matter what it was.
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The End.......for now.G
*****
Taking a deep breath, Nick ran as fast as he could, cutting the two fighting entities a wide berth. He made it to the printer without incident, carefully tearing the needed sheet of paper. He turned, running back the way he had come. But he never quite made it.
Halfway there, a strange sort of....tentacle, was the only way Alex could describe it, reached out of the mass, striking Nick on the back. He went flying forwards with a cry, striking the wall in front of him. He fell to the ground, landing with a thud.
"Nick!" Rachel and Alex shouted together.
*****
As several loud shrieks were heard from inside the cloud, Nick stirred, groaning. He managed to get up, making sure he had hold of the paper and making for the women again. He got there swiftly, if a little unsteadily this time.
"Nick," Alex whispered, reaching up and gently touching the large gash on his forehead.
"I'm okay.....we'll take care of it after, okay Al'?"
Alex nodded. The three Legacy members came together in a huddle, each staring intently at the piece of paper barely visible in the flashing light.
"Er.....okay, trelcourne jabshrone -- c'mon, say it with me," Nick spurred.
As one they began to chant. "Trelcourne, jabshrone, machieln khassk, rarmcun ticmimns........"
They continued, repeating the same words over and over again, and watching in hope as the colours began to change......where the reds of Arkans had been weak before, now they were strong. The vibrant shade began to expand, surrounding the dark hues of the beast's, enveloping them, until with a final shriek of rage, nothing was left.
Falling silent, the Legacy members watched in awe as Arkans shimmered, his colours growing brighter and brighter until they had to turn, shielding their eyes from the light. When it vanished, they looked back, unsuprised to see Arkans in a more familiar form.
"It is done," he declared, something like a smile on his face. "Thank you for your help, Legacy members. You did a very good deed today."
Alex nodded. "That's it? It's over?"
"For now," Arkans answered. "Goodbye, Legacy members......I fervently hope that we do not cross paths again.........."
And with that, he began to glow again, changing into his colourful cloud, again becoming brighter until the Legacy three were forced to avert their eyes. This time when they turned back, they saw nothing.
When they were sure he was gone, they relaxed.
"I'm glad that's done," Nick said, wincing a little as his words made his sore face hurt more.
"Not yet it isn't," Rachel announced, moving closer to Nick and taking a hold of his chin. "Where does it hurt?"
"It doesn't.....not really....Rachel!" he protested, trying to remove his head from her grasp.
"Nick, you may believe that you're made of some kind of indestructible kevlar, but I saw the way you hit that wall. Tell me now and save us all a lot of trouble."
Nick sighed, wondering idly why he let these woman control him the way they did. Then he saw the puppy dog eyes that the good doctor was using on him, and he realised the reason.
"It's just my face......just a little sore, that's all."
"You have a split lip, a gash on your forehead, and I'd bet anything that you wake up with a black eye in the morning. That's not just a little sore."
Nick considered this, before smiling, even though his spilt lip protested his movement. "Yeah, but on the bright side? I feel better than I have all week."
Alex and Rachel just shook their heads, exchanging a glance that was a mixture of amusement and frustration.
"Let's go," Alex suggested. "We can get that cut cleaned up."
Nick nodded, and the three left. They were almost at the kitchen when the front door opened.
"Derek?" they all asked simultaneously.
"Hello," he greeted, smiling widely. "I'm....well, obviously I'm back early."
The others looked at each other. "Why?" Rachel asked. "Not that it's not good to see you, but......why are you back early?"
The Precept sighed, placing down his bags and hanging up his coat. "I don't know......I just....had a bad feeling, that's all."
Nick and Alex looked at one another, before bursting into laughter.
Derek looked confused. "What?"
Rachel shook her head at the pair, taking Derek's arm and leading him off. "I'll explain it to you....but I warn you, it's a long story." Turning suddenly, she addressed Nick. "Oh, and after that cut has been cleaned up......I want to see you for a proper examination, okay? It would do no one any good if you collapsed with a punctured lung or something just because you were too macho to admit to it."
Nick's laughter stopped, as he looked at Rachel with something resembling horror. This of course only made Alex laugh even harder. "But --"
"No buts, mister," Rachel said, grinning evilly. "See you in a bit."
After a moment, the relief at the situations end got to Nick again, and he started to chuckle along with Alex. Rachel gave them a look that clearly said she thought they were insane, before pulling on Derek's arm. As they moved off, the two younger members got a hold of themselves, controlling their laughter.
"Okay," Alex said. "Erm.....first aid kit. I think I have one in my bathroom."
"Then lead on," Nick replied, bowing slightly. "Ow.....remind me not to do that."
Alex smiled, heading up the stairs. Halfway up, she stopped.
"What?" Nick asked.
"Look," she answered, indicating the large window they were facing. Outside the scene was very different from the one taking place only a few hours ago. The clouds were gone, and the weather sunny. They could both hear birds singing, and Alex smiled at the beautiful scene.
"It's over," she said.
"Yeah......" Nick replied. "But you know, I think something else is coming."
Alex turned to him, her smile replaced by a worried frown. "What?"
Nick couldn't keep his serious expression, and he cracked a wicked smile. "A huge fight......cause there is no way in hell that I am letting Rachel examine me......she'll probably wrap me up like a God damn mummy for no good reason again."
Alex narrowed her eyes at him, letting out a growl. "Oh, she'll wrap you up like a mummy alright........only this time, there'll be a reason.....because I'm going to break every bone in that body of yours."
He laughed, turning and running up the stairs as fast as his aching head would let him.
The last words that Nick said for a while echoed around the hall.
"C'mon Al', you wouldn't hurt an injured man, right? Al'?"
And as their admittedly childish antics continued, and Rachel patiently explained all that had transpired to Derek, Arkans watched them for a few moments.....before simpy vanishing.......his last hope being that they were able to prepare for whatever else came their way. No matter what it was.
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The End.......for now.G
