I'd like to say thanks again to MeltingSilver. (Have I got a fan?) Now,
while my novel is pulling me away, and I want to work on another FanFiction
(for Stargate SG1) that will probably never be posted. This is part three!
AN: A small word was changed in part two. "safe" to "save" . I must start getting my RL friend to check over the new parts /before/ I put them up, and not after...
In any event, I present part three!
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As Ashil and the other still healthy Villagers went in a house-to-house search to get every sick Villager to the Village Centre, Samuel's aqua Power was making careful passes of the Village Stores and the land surrounding the Village, in search of just what had made these Humans sick. He found several oddly coloured mushrooms in the Stores and in the forests nearby.
{So this is what caused this.} Samuel muttered as he sensed the sickness seeping from the plants. {I need something to counter its effects, and quickly.} He gathered all the mushrooms and pilled them in the bowl of a clear waterfall. As the water rushed over Samuel on its way down, it absorbed some of his Power and glowed gently.
By the time the last sick Villager was in place, the mushrooms had been transformed, and glowed gently with a Holy light. They were picked up by the male Power and dropped at the Village Centre.
{Eat these.} Samuel commanded firmly, but gently. {Even those who are not sick.} He added. {And if anyone sees anymore mushrooms, they are to carry them to the waterfall and leave them in the water.}
The Villagers ate the blessed plants slowly, several of the sicker Villagers needing help to get their share. Some were cured within minutes, but all were cured by the end of the hour, when Samuel's centre revealed the dark shape of a single eye. He was a God!
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Acala lowered herself toward the pair of Human males that stood before her and stopped before the last living warrior. *Your name?* She asked firmly as the man stepped further back. "Kolar." Was the young man's reply. "What of it?" *You are to return to your people, Kolar, and speak of what you have seen here; in great detail.* Acala instructed him firmly. "And why would I do that?" *If you do not wish for your people to die, you will.* Acala replied firmly, giving the man a "gentle" hit that sent him into a tree and reduced his life by half. *If they try to attack my people again, I will track their trail and kill those in the Villages I find along the way.* "All right. I'll go." Kolar said sadly. "I'll go then." As the man left, the Goddess gave a low evil laugh. "May I ask what you find so funny, Acala?" Wriqk asked from his position beside his father's body. *You certainly may, Wriqk.* She replied. *I've just created my first Missionary.* "But, how?" The boy replied, quickly getting fascinated by his people's new Deity. *Wherever that man now goes, he will talk of me, and what he has seen me able to do. And he will also know that I am yet young, and that I will become even stronger in the future.* Acala's blood-red glow brightened at the very thought. *People will then be much easier to make follow me when I have the time.* "You are very wise." Wriqk replied. "Let me lead you to my Village, Holy One." *Yes.* The Goddess agreed. *And then your people, my people, will build me a Temple worthy of my power and position.*
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Celina watched as Landry instructed the people of his Village on the correct way to construct her Temple. Francis was playing in the Crèche with the other children, though they had helped to build the frame for most of that morning. ~I am well pleased. ~ The Goddess informed them as she dropped another tree by the site and it turned into more wood to help with the construction. ~My Temple will be well built.~ "It is the least that we can do, Celina." Virla replied as she went to bring some of the new wood to her husband and the other Villagers. "We live to serve." Celina watched as the others nodded and continued to build the great structure. At this speed, the Temple would be done in less than three days, as the Humans see time. ~You must take a short rest.~ Celina told them as she dropped some of the food from a field near the building site. ~Eat a bit, and then rest. I can wait for my Temple, and I wouldn't want any of you to turn ill on account of working too hard.~ "Yes, Holy One." Landry replied as he put down his tool and set the example by going to the food pile and eating his fill. The others joined him, and they rested for the better part of an hour before they continued to build the Temple. The children joined in once more with the parents.
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*grumble* I took a break for the weekend, and got swamped by school work when Monday came along! In any event, I finally wrote it.
AN: That last part with the children working comes from my observations during a quick game when several children around five or so helped to build some houses. Also, my RL friend's already checked out this part, so I won't have to update it! *cheers* Enjoy!
Now that you've read, please review (and not only MeltingSilver;) Or send me a mail! (Celina66@mailcity.com)
AN: A small word was changed in part two. "safe" to "save" . I must start getting my RL friend to check over the new parts /before/ I put them up, and not after...
In any event, I present part three!
****** ******* ******
As Ashil and the other still healthy Villagers went in a house-to-house search to get every sick Villager to the Village Centre, Samuel's aqua Power was making careful passes of the Village Stores and the land surrounding the Village, in search of just what had made these Humans sick. He found several oddly coloured mushrooms in the Stores and in the forests nearby.
{So this is what caused this.} Samuel muttered as he sensed the sickness seeping from the plants. {I need something to counter its effects, and quickly.} He gathered all the mushrooms and pilled them in the bowl of a clear waterfall. As the water rushed over Samuel on its way down, it absorbed some of his Power and glowed gently.
By the time the last sick Villager was in place, the mushrooms had been transformed, and glowed gently with a Holy light. They were picked up by the male Power and dropped at the Village Centre.
{Eat these.} Samuel commanded firmly, but gently. {Even those who are not sick.} He added. {And if anyone sees anymore mushrooms, they are to carry them to the waterfall and leave them in the water.}
The Villagers ate the blessed plants slowly, several of the sicker Villagers needing help to get their share. Some were cured within minutes, but all were cured by the end of the hour, when Samuel's centre revealed the dark shape of a single eye. He was a God!
+-+-+ +-+-*-+-+ +-+-+
Acala lowered herself toward the pair of Human males that stood before her and stopped before the last living warrior. *Your name?* She asked firmly as the man stepped further back. "Kolar." Was the young man's reply. "What of it?" *You are to return to your people, Kolar, and speak of what you have seen here; in great detail.* Acala instructed him firmly. "And why would I do that?" *If you do not wish for your people to die, you will.* Acala replied firmly, giving the man a "gentle" hit that sent him into a tree and reduced his life by half. *If they try to attack my people again, I will track their trail and kill those in the Villages I find along the way.* "All right. I'll go." Kolar said sadly. "I'll go then." As the man left, the Goddess gave a low evil laugh. "May I ask what you find so funny, Acala?" Wriqk asked from his position beside his father's body. *You certainly may, Wriqk.* She replied. *I've just created my first Missionary.* "But, how?" The boy replied, quickly getting fascinated by his people's new Deity. *Wherever that man now goes, he will talk of me, and what he has seen me able to do. And he will also know that I am yet young, and that I will become even stronger in the future.* Acala's blood-red glow brightened at the very thought. *People will then be much easier to make follow me when I have the time.* "You are very wise." Wriqk replied. "Let me lead you to my Village, Holy One." *Yes.* The Goddess agreed. *And then your people, my people, will build me a Temple worthy of my power and position.*
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Celina watched as Landry instructed the people of his Village on the correct way to construct her Temple. Francis was playing in the Crèche with the other children, though they had helped to build the frame for most of that morning. ~I am well pleased. ~ The Goddess informed them as she dropped another tree by the site and it turned into more wood to help with the construction. ~My Temple will be well built.~ "It is the least that we can do, Celina." Virla replied as she went to bring some of the new wood to her husband and the other Villagers. "We live to serve." Celina watched as the others nodded and continued to build the great structure. At this speed, the Temple would be done in less than three days, as the Humans see time. ~You must take a short rest.~ Celina told them as she dropped some of the food from a field near the building site. ~Eat a bit, and then rest. I can wait for my Temple, and I wouldn't want any of you to turn ill on account of working too hard.~ "Yes, Holy One." Landry replied as he put down his tool and set the example by going to the food pile and eating his fill. The others joined him, and they rested for the better part of an hour before they continued to build the Temple. The children joined in once more with the parents.
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*grumble* I took a break for the weekend, and got swamped by school work when Monday came along! In any event, I finally wrote it.
AN: That last part with the children working comes from my observations during a quick game when several children around five or so helped to build some houses. Also, my RL friend's already checked out this part, so I won't have to update it! *cheers* Enjoy!
Now that you've read, please review (and not only MeltingSilver;) Or send me a mail! (Celina66@mailcity.com)