The Third Great War: In The Aftermath
By: Pho galaxy889@hotmail.com
Rated: R
Disclaimer: I don't claim to own Gargoyles, God, the Pope, etc.
Synopsis: Episode 12: In The Aftermath. This covers the treaty ending the Third Great War, more commonly known as World War Three. Elisa spends time with Goliath after having been released from something worse than rape, discussions throughout the Clan and the Xanatos household are running rampant, and the Setara spends some time with Demona, celebrating the end of the war. The Illuminati are angry at their representative and punish him. However, within the peace conference chambers of the Vatican one last shock remains.
Tothan's Prophecy: "Tis over, the war tis over. Celebrations ring throughout the planet. Yet those of the Hammer (Quarrymen) will rise from the shadows and the ashes. This war tis over, but how long until another threat emerges?"
It was about to become a whole new year, and a whole new world. At midnight, on January 1, 2007 the treaty would be signed that would end the Third World War.
This was undoubtedly the most important thing that should have been going through Talsir's mind, but it wasn't. He looked over at her, her blue skin seeming to glisten before him in the light of a full moon.
Demona, who would have thought that he and Demona would be there to observe the treaty signing from a distance? MacBeth had gone back to Scotland for a visit to the ruins of his ancestral home for the new year, as he always did, which left just the two of them here in Rome.
"Demona," began Talsir nervously," You know it's time to do this."
Demona nodded, her mane of red hair not being blown forward with the motion, thanks to the winds. She took out Tothan's Book of Prophecy and threw it into the air.
"Nor paras quantus taranga," shouted Talsir. The winds began to blow stronger than they had throughout the entire night as of yet. Finally a massive lightning bolt, ripped through the evening sky and struck the book, burning it to ash.
"It was for the better," said Talsir, trying to justify it to himself more than to Demona.
"I know that," said Demona, her voice tinged with accusation," but do you?"
"I guess not," admitted Talsir," I guess not."
Meanwhile in the Eeyrie Building, and Castle Wyvernn above it, a few discussions were being held.
"Lad I tell you that this is a war that yuir race will never recover from, not for a thousand years," said Hudson.
"I should try to argue with you," said David Xanatos, looking somewhat drained," but I don't have it in me tonight. We've lost billions of people..."
"You failed us," said the First Councillor.
"The price of failure is normally death," said a second.
"But not this time," said a third," This time we shall see to it that you suffer for a great deal of time."
The Representative hung from the wall by his chained hands, grimacing...
"Elisa," rumbled Goliath," are you sure you wish to see the treaty signing on the television? You are still very weak to..."
Elisa gave him a glare," Goliath, the things I had to do while the Vinkari possessed me, the things that I saw...to watch this treaty be signed will finally give me closure."
"Very well Elisa," said Goliath," But I do not know how you will be able to stay awake in your present condition."
"You just leave that up to me big guy," whispered Elisa.
Hundreds of guards were positioned outside the Vatican Council Chambers, each one armed enough to take on a small division of troops. Inside the chamber were dozens of heavily armed members of the Vatican Security Organization, each ready to defend the treaty, and those signing it with their lives.
The last of the delegates, the Romanian Ambassador finished signing the treaty, now only one more signature was required...
Demona and Talsir looked down through the glass, no one noticing the two gliding thanks to a spell that hid them from view.
"Demona," said Talsir nervously," There's something i want to give you."
"What," asked Demona, wondering.
Talsir glided over and planted a kiss on her lips, and was surprised when she didn't bat him away. Then they both broke away at the moment they heard the gunshot...and looked down. Lying in a pool of blood behind the treaty, now blood speckled itself, was the Pope.
The Pope, Ponitfex Maximus, Leader of the Catholic Church, had been assassinated on Vatican Grounds. People were milling about confused and scared, and the media was actually trying to avoid getting views of the body.
If the killer wasn't found soon the entire war could begin anew...
By: Pho galaxy889@hotmail.com
Rated: R
Disclaimer: I don't claim to own Gargoyles, God, the Pope, etc.
Synopsis: Episode 12: In The Aftermath. This covers the treaty ending the Third Great War, more commonly known as World War Three. Elisa spends time with Goliath after having been released from something worse than rape, discussions throughout the Clan and the Xanatos household are running rampant, and the Setara spends some time with Demona, celebrating the end of the war. The Illuminati are angry at their representative and punish him. However, within the peace conference chambers of the Vatican one last shock remains.
Tothan's Prophecy: "Tis over, the war tis over. Celebrations ring throughout the planet. Yet those of the Hammer (Quarrymen) will rise from the shadows and the ashes. This war tis over, but how long until another threat emerges?"
It was about to become a whole new year, and a whole new world. At midnight, on January 1, 2007 the treaty would be signed that would end the Third World War.
This was undoubtedly the most important thing that should have been going through Talsir's mind, but it wasn't. He looked over at her, her blue skin seeming to glisten before him in the light of a full moon.
Demona, who would have thought that he and Demona would be there to observe the treaty signing from a distance? MacBeth had gone back to Scotland for a visit to the ruins of his ancestral home for the new year, as he always did, which left just the two of them here in Rome.
"Demona," began Talsir nervously," You know it's time to do this."
Demona nodded, her mane of red hair not being blown forward with the motion, thanks to the winds. She took out Tothan's Book of Prophecy and threw it into the air.
"Nor paras quantus taranga," shouted Talsir. The winds began to blow stronger than they had throughout the entire night as of yet. Finally a massive lightning bolt, ripped through the evening sky and struck the book, burning it to ash.
"It was for the better," said Talsir, trying to justify it to himself more than to Demona.
"I know that," said Demona, her voice tinged with accusation," but do you?"
"I guess not," admitted Talsir," I guess not."
Meanwhile in the Eeyrie Building, and Castle Wyvernn above it, a few discussions were being held.
"Lad I tell you that this is a war that yuir race will never recover from, not for a thousand years," said Hudson.
"I should try to argue with you," said David Xanatos, looking somewhat drained," but I don't have it in me tonight. We've lost billions of people..."
"You failed us," said the First Councillor.
"The price of failure is normally death," said a second.
"But not this time," said a third," This time we shall see to it that you suffer for a great deal of time."
The Representative hung from the wall by his chained hands, grimacing...
"Elisa," rumbled Goliath," are you sure you wish to see the treaty signing on the television? You are still very weak to..."
Elisa gave him a glare," Goliath, the things I had to do while the Vinkari possessed me, the things that I saw...to watch this treaty be signed will finally give me closure."
"Very well Elisa," said Goliath," But I do not know how you will be able to stay awake in your present condition."
"You just leave that up to me big guy," whispered Elisa.
Hundreds of guards were positioned outside the Vatican Council Chambers, each one armed enough to take on a small division of troops. Inside the chamber were dozens of heavily armed members of the Vatican Security Organization, each ready to defend the treaty, and those signing it with their lives.
The last of the delegates, the Romanian Ambassador finished signing the treaty, now only one more signature was required...
Demona and Talsir looked down through the glass, no one noticing the two gliding thanks to a spell that hid them from view.
"Demona," said Talsir nervously," There's something i want to give you."
"What," asked Demona, wondering.
Talsir glided over and planted a kiss on her lips, and was surprised when she didn't bat him away. Then they both broke away at the moment they heard the gunshot...and looked down. Lying in a pool of blood behind the treaty, now blood speckled itself, was the Pope.
The Pope, Ponitfex Maximus, Leader of the Catholic Church, had been assassinated on Vatican Grounds. People were milling about confused and scared, and the media was actually trying to avoid getting views of the body.
If the killer wasn't found soon the entire war could begin anew...