Aldur sighed.
Lost in the mazes of the mind of Queen Beldaran, he grasped her conscious, and took
over.
The mortal part of Beldaran fell silent as the immortal part of her, her spirit, awoke,
which would stay with her immortal sister forever.
Through Beldaran's enchanting emerald eyes, Aldur gazed up at Polgara who stood
before him.
Polgara, standing in a white gown took a deep breath and said, "Beldaran, where are we?"
"Beldaran isn't here, Polgara." Aldur replied with the sweet voice of Beldaran.
Polgara frowned in wonder when Beldaran's soft lips curved into a silent smile.
Polgara gazed around and saw light.
And the peace she had felt earlier when she had come here.
"Aldur?" Polgara asked.
Beldaran's face lightened, and crossed her arms before her chest, lightly resting on her
swollen belly, and said in a sinister voice, "Yes."
"What is going on?"
"You are dead Polgara." Aldur said.
Silence then.
"But you are not to die, Polgara. You have many years before you, for which you are
needed for, but this was not to happen." Aldur smiled. "With the help of my family,"
Aldur said, and suddenly all the Gods---except Torak--- appeared, "we will make you live
again. But it is a one time thing, Polgara. And it will cost greatly."
Polgara sighed. Then a question came to her, "Why are you not here Aldur? Why are you speaking through Beldaran?"
"Your sister may be mortal, but she has a child in her womb which has the essence of my
Orb. With the power of the Orb, we need to draw it from the child and awaken your
corpse. Do you understand Polgara?"
Polgara nodded, and fell to one knee before all the Gods.
Looking over Beldaran's shoulder, Aldur smiled at his siblings, and in the language of
the Gods, he asked if they were ready.
"Yes" they all replied.
UL began to glow, and with him, everyone else did too.
Looking back at the kneeling sorceress, Beldaran's lips curved into a smile so full of
feeling that Polgara felt it, as she gazed at her sister's feet.
The void began to hum then, and with that, Beldaran began to glow.
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Zedar reeled away, and ran. Beldin surprisingly, ran after him, running faster then Zedar
himself.
Belgarath just watched though.
Behind him stood Riva.
At the request of Belgarath, he had not brought the Orb, in case Torak got his hands on it.
Soldiers of Torak rushed into the throne room, baring steel.
Riva ran in to fight, but anyone who came close to harming either Beldin or Riva,
Belgarath flicked his hand and used his Will. Either his victim would suffer, or die on the
spot, he didn't mind any longer. First his wife died, and now Polgara, and Beldaran was
now missing.
What on earth was going on?
It was suddenly a blood curdling feeling that made Belgarath turn around.
His arm and neck hairs stood on end when he saw an eye.
In the wall, all jagged, there was a whole, and from that whole, Belgarath saw an eye. It
was too big to be a human eye, and it was round, the whites of the lone eye seeming to
glow in the darkness, and as he looked deeper into the eye, he saw no pupils for the eye
was pitch black. Frowning, Belgarath stared, and noticed the eye never blinked or looked
away from his face. He wasn't even sure if it had eyelids!
Beldin cried in anger suddenly, and Belgarath looked.
Beldin, as Belgarath watched, plunged a dagger into the throat of a soldier. And noticed
Zedar on the floor, with Riva's blade at his throat. Only three soldiers remained from the
fifteen that had come.
Quickly, Belgarath looked back at the eye, and didn't see the whole where the eye had
been because the creature that owned that eye, stood right in front of him, at least six feet
tall, with horns twisting on it's human shaped head. In fact, the creature looked human,
with a human face (nose, lips), the only thing was that it had glossy black skin, horns, and
instead of two eyes, it had only one, the size of a child's fist.
With a flash of his Will, he yelled, "Away!"
The thing just laughed, and Belgarath noticed human teeth.
But sorcery didn't work on this thing?
The thing reached out, and grabbed Belgarath's throat, and slowly lifted him off the
ground with one hand. "I am the Demon Prince of the Underworld," it growled, "and you
will be my dinner, Belgarath, Disciple of Aldur."
"Let him go." Came two female voices at the same time.
The Demon looked away from the sorcerer in his grasp, and looked at the two who had
spoken.
It's lips curled in a sneer, and tossed Belgarath away from himself, and strode away.
On the floor, Belgarath looked up as he coughed, and gazed at the beautiful daughters of
his.
Both sisters wore all white, and glowed, and they both had their arms crossed before
them.
Belgarath nearly rose off the ground as he began to fear for the twins.
But as the Demon approached them, they raised their eyebrows, "How dare you strike
upon my disciple, Demon!" Beldaran roared.
"How dare you come into this world and live!" Polgara's voice thundered.
Together then, as the dark throne room darkened with their anger, they said gravely,
"How dare you enter OUR world!"
At the same time, they uncrossed their arms and stretched them out towards the Demon,
and fire, of all colors, burned out of their fingertips to engulf the creature before them.
Belgarath sighed in relief.
He wasn't looking at his twin daughters; he was looking at the Gods.
The Demon screeched, as a loud pop was heard.
Belgarath realized it was the Demons large eye that had exploded.
Screaming in pain, the dark prince raised his tense arms to the ceiling of the room as it
melted on the floor, it's black blood hitting the floor as it fell to its knees.
Again, at the same time, the twins impeded their Godly Flame and lowered their arms to
their sides, and watched with empty expressions as the Demon moaned one last time, it's
charred glossy skin cracking, and died. Beldaran turned to Belgarath and approached
him, "Get up Belgarath." She said.
Standing up, Belgarath said, "Thank you, Aldur."
Beldaran's face lightened, "Take care of Polgara, Belgarath. I told you once, and I'll say it
again, she is greatly needed in the years to come. And Beldaran must live for the rest of
her mortal days, for it is her child that will destroy my brother. We have taken care of the
resurrection that took place in my void. The cost was great, Belgarath. Do not let it
happen again."
Belgarath bowed to his daughter.
"Beware, Belgarath. The price we took without the Orb's presence, made us take a
sacrifice that was written in the Prophecy. The children of Riva will meet great difficulty
in the future. Stay on guard."
Belgarath nodded, and looked over at Riva, who stood to far to hear, but gapped at his
wife.
Beldaran gasped as the spirit of Aldur left her, a rush of wind hitting her.
"Beldaran." Belgarath sighed as he embraced her.
In response, she hid her face in his shoulder and wept. "You're here." She whispered.
"Oh, Beldaran." Belgarath said, as he stroked her shining golden hair, "You're okay
now."
Over her shaking shoulders, he saw Polgara.
Polgara looked at her father, longing for a hug, which she got when Beldaran saw her
husband, and ran towards him.
Lost in the mazes of the mind of Queen Beldaran, he grasped her conscious, and took
over.
The mortal part of Beldaran fell silent as the immortal part of her, her spirit, awoke,
which would stay with her immortal sister forever.
Through Beldaran's enchanting emerald eyes, Aldur gazed up at Polgara who stood
before him.
Polgara, standing in a white gown took a deep breath and said, "Beldaran, where are we?"
"Beldaran isn't here, Polgara." Aldur replied with the sweet voice of Beldaran.
Polgara frowned in wonder when Beldaran's soft lips curved into a silent smile.
Polgara gazed around and saw light.
And the peace she had felt earlier when she had come here.
"Aldur?" Polgara asked.
Beldaran's face lightened, and crossed her arms before her chest, lightly resting on her
swollen belly, and said in a sinister voice, "Yes."
"What is going on?"
"You are dead Polgara." Aldur said.
Silence then.
"But you are not to die, Polgara. You have many years before you, for which you are
needed for, but this was not to happen." Aldur smiled. "With the help of my family,"
Aldur said, and suddenly all the Gods---except Torak--- appeared, "we will make you live
again. But it is a one time thing, Polgara. And it will cost greatly."
Polgara sighed. Then a question came to her, "Why are you not here Aldur? Why are you speaking through Beldaran?"
"Your sister may be mortal, but she has a child in her womb which has the essence of my
Orb. With the power of the Orb, we need to draw it from the child and awaken your
corpse. Do you understand Polgara?"
Polgara nodded, and fell to one knee before all the Gods.
Looking over Beldaran's shoulder, Aldur smiled at his siblings, and in the language of
the Gods, he asked if they were ready.
"Yes" they all replied.
UL began to glow, and with him, everyone else did too.
Looking back at the kneeling sorceress, Beldaran's lips curved into a smile so full of
feeling that Polgara felt it, as she gazed at her sister's feet.
The void began to hum then, and with that, Beldaran began to glow.
************************************************************************
Zedar reeled away, and ran. Beldin surprisingly, ran after him, running faster then Zedar
himself.
Belgarath just watched though.
Behind him stood Riva.
At the request of Belgarath, he had not brought the Orb, in case Torak got his hands on it.
Soldiers of Torak rushed into the throne room, baring steel.
Riva ran in to fight, but anyone who came close to harming either Beldin or Riva,
Belgarath flicked his hand and used his Will. Either his victim would suffer, or die on the
spot, he didn't mind any longer. First his wife died, and now Polgara, and Beldaran was
now missing.
What on earth was going on?
It was suddenly a blood curdling feeling that made Belgarath turn around.
His arm and neck hairs stood on end when he saw an eye.
In the wall, all jagged, there was a whole, and from that whole, Belgarath saw an eye. It
was too big to be a human eye, and it was round, the whites of the lone eye seeming to
glow in the darkness, and as he looked deeper into the eye, he saw no pupils for the eye
was pitch black. Frowning, Belgarath stared, and noticed the eye never blinked or looked
away from his face. He wasn't even sure if it had eyelids!
Beldin cried in anger suddenly, and Belgarath looked.
Beldin, as Belgarath watched, plunged a dagger into the throat of a soldier. And noticed
Zedar on the floor, with Riva's blade at his throat. Only three soldiers remained from the
fifteen that had come.
Quickly, Belgarath looked back at the eye, and didn't see the whole where the eye had
been because the creature that owned that eye, stood right in front of him, at least six feet
tall, with horns twisting on it's human shaped head. In fact, the creature looked human,
with a human face (nose, lips), the only thing was that it had glossy black skin, horns, and
instead of two eyes, it had only one, the size of a child's fist.
With a flash of his Will, he yelled, "Away!"
The thing just laughed, and Belgarath noticed human teeth.
But sorcery didn't work on this thing?
The thing reached out, and grabbed Belgarath's throat, and slowly lifted him off the
ground with one hand. "I am the Demon Prince of the Underworld," it growled, "and you
will be my dinner, Belgarath, Disciple of Aldur."
"Let him go." Came two female voices at the same time.
The Demon looked away from the sorcerer in his grasp, and looked at the two who had
spoken.
It's lips curled in a sneer, and tossed Belgarath away from himself, and strode away.
On the floor, Belgarath looked up as he coughed, and gazed at the beautiful daughters of
his.
Both sisters wore all white, and glowed, and they both had their arms crossed before
them.
Belgarath nearly rose off the ground as he began to fear for the twins.
But as the Demon approached them, they raised their eyebrows, "How dare you strike
upon my disciple, Demon!" Beldaran roared.
"How dare you come into this world and live!" Polgara's voice thundered.
Together then, as the dark throne room darkened with their anger, they said gravely,
"How dare you enter OUR world!"
At the same time, they uncrossed their arms and stretched them out towards the Demon,
and fire, of all colors, burned out of their fingertips to engulf the creature before them.
Belgarath sighed in relief.
He wasn't looking at his twin daughters; he was looking at the Gods.
The Demon screeched, as a loud pop was heard.
Belgarath realized it was the Demons large eye that had exploded.
Screaming in pain, the dark prince raised his tense arms to the ceiling of the room as it
melted on the floor, it's black blood hitting the floor as it fell to its knees.
Again, at the same time, the twins impeded their Godly Flame and lowered their arms to
their sides, and watched with empty expressions as the Demon moaned one last time, it's
charred glossy skin cracking, and died. Beldaran turned to Belgarath and approached
him, "Get up Belgarath." She said.
Standing up, Belgarath said, "Thank you, Aldur."
Beldaran's face lightened, "Take care of Polgara, Belgarath. I told you once, and I'll say it
again, she is greatly needed in the years to come. And Beldaran must live for the rest of
her mortal days, for it is her child that will destroy my brother. We have taken care of the
resurrection that took place in my void. The cost was great, Belgarath. Do not let it
happen again."
Belgarath bowed to his daughter.
"Beware, Belgarath. The price we took without the Orb's presence, made us take a
sacrifice that was written in the Prophecy. The children of Riva will meet great difficulty
in the future. Stay on guard."
Belgarath nodded, and looked over at Riva, who stood to far to hear, but gapped at his
wife.
Beldaran gasped as the spirit of Aldur left her, a rush of wind hitting her.
"Beldaran." Belgarath sighed as he embraced her.
In response, she hid her face in his shoulder and wept. "You're here." She whispered.
"Oh, Beldaran." Belgarath said, as he stroked her shining golden hair, "You're okay
now."
Over her shaking shoulders, he saw Polgara.
Polgara looked at her father, longing for a hug, which she got when Beldaran saw her
husband, and ran towards him.
