Title: The Lost World Fourth Season Series
Disclaimer: Look hm, I know that you're all tired of reading this stuff and all, but I'm also tired of writing it, so lets cut up with this cramp, and start with the real good stuff okay? Meaning: I'm tired of writing disclaimers; I'm starting to have no imagination for funny disclaimers, so let's begging with the new chapter.
Summary: The explorers start their journey to the Source, what dangers exist in their path?
Author's Notes: Once again thanks to my reviewers, you're wonderful guys, thank you so much (Doesn't this looks like I'm receiving an Oscar or something?)
Dreama, I hope you already have your computer at home, I haven't heard from you for days. We'll just have to meet at school, and just then I'll tell you I'm going to have my beautiful TLW's DVD, I still can't believe it. Misspellings, that's how it's said, but okay I understood. ( Look hm, keep reading this and never stop reviewing. I surely do hope this is not a bad story. But you know me, I'm the biggest pessimistic on earth!
A. Windsor, your Roxton?? LOL, okay I'll promise I'll think of it. Thank you for being so supportive.
TheChosenOne3, yes I forgot about that part in Suspicion, but I'm glad you get my point. Yes, Fate is ironic with Marguerite, but remember one thing, Marguerite saving the world, as you say, proves that she doesn't hold rancour about everything, maybe about lots of things, but not everything, maybe she just wants to make her life worth living, maybe she wants to make people proud of her, it's a complicated thing, to understand what's inside Marguerite's head, it's really a complicated thing. LOL, I had to laugh when I read your feelings about Zeilen and Gaalad. It was indeed funny. "Mean cliff hanger??" It's not! Oh, by the way, my friend, I am almost sure that you'll be the one who's gonna post the chapter first, but in case that I was wrong, I hope I'll see a new chapter soon, and yeah, NO short chapter.
Taya7, thank you, I'm glad that it wasn't a disappointment, I'm also glad that you think it was well written, but in that I have to disagree, I've read the chapter, and I found a few serious mistakes. When I finish this story, I'll have to correct each mistake I found.
Pandagal, well here it is, chapter 18, and cliff hangers are needed, and it's funny coming from you, because you make them too.
Mila-15, as visões da Marguerite são importantes, lhe garanto, e ela certamente não irá ficar louca com elas. Foi engraçado ler o seu comentário acerca de ela contar para o Summerlee, porque eu estive indecisa acerca disso, e decidi-me por outra coisa, você verá neste capítulo. (Marguerite's vision are important, I assure you, and I'm sure she won't get crazy about them. It was funny to read your comment about Marguerite talking with Summerlee about them, because I was kind of insecure about that, and I decided something else, you'll see in this chapter.)
Keila, eu acho que todos odeiam Zeilen mortalmente neste momento. Eu acho que a Finn tem bastantes falas, mas obrigada por achá-la engraçada, eu me esforço bastante por fazê-la assim, até porque eu não sou grande fã dela na série. Eu também adoro as suas histórias, espero que você consiga arranjar alguém que as traduza, para que toda a galera daqui, também as leia. (I think that lost of people hate Zeilen by now. I think that Finn has lots of talks, but thanks for thinking she's funny, I try hard to make that way, especially since I'm not a big fan of her. I love your stories too, and I hope you'll get someone to translate them, because I'm sure that people would like to read them too.)
Katrine Clementa, everyone calls me evil, why???? I can't promise anything. Thanks for your words.
Caty, your words meant a lot to me, thank you for your support.
A Journey Ahead
They were riding horses, which were kindly given by a villager.
Finn rode a brown one, Challenger a gray, Veronica and Summerlee two white, Ned a white and brown, Roxton a white and gray, and Marguerite a black.
They rode in silence along with the Avatars until Finn broke the ice:
"Boy, this conversation is so interesting.."
"What do you want to talk about?" Challenger asked
"I don't know, but we keep making these trips, we don't have fun, and you don't even say anything? I'll tell you: this is a bore!!"
Marguerite who was on the lead smiled.
"What?" Roxton asked
"Finn, it's truly funny...sometimes. But if you tell her, I'll deny it!"
He smiled too.
"Hey Marguerite" Malone called, "How much farther? My horse certainly could use a rest."
"It's only a half mile from here." She answered
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They reached a city an hour later.
"We're here." Marguerite announced.
"It's getting dark; we have to find a place to stay for tonight." Veronica said
"Agree" Challenger said, he turned to the Avatars, "Is there any place where we could sleep?"
"There is a pension near here, you can stay there." One of the warriors answered, "We can show you the way."
"Hey thanks" Finn said.
They walked a few more meters, and when they entered the city itself they saw something that left them speechless. The city was beautiful; the houses were white and their roofs were made of pure solid gold, their windows were adorned with yellow roses, the trees were yellow as well, as if they were in autumn, although it was spring time. The city had many founts, all of them made of silver. The city seemed a mine of treasures.
But that wasn't just what made the explorers gasp in surprise, but yes the lake. The magnificent lake they saw from the hill where they stood. A lake where incredible creatures flew above: Dragons.
"It is not possible!" Challenger exclaimed
"What?" An Avatar asked
"That looks like a.....a.....a...." Challenger didn't have the courage to pronounce it.
"It is a Dragon Sire; this is also called the Dragon's City"
"No, I find it hard to believe." Challenger persisted
"George, don't be so incredulous! In this plateau what is impossible?" Marguerite asked
"Besides" the Avatar continued, "You'll be travelling on them tomorrow. According to Milady you're supposed to go to the Morein City, that's on the other side of the Lake, and there's no other way to go there."
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Marguerite went downstairs, she couldn't sleep, she was afraid to see the same things again; afraid of what her visions would tell her this time.
The pension was not very big, but the comfort that the owners showed to their guests made their stead there worth for. She made her way to the balcony to watch the city at night. Lights were everywhere, in the trees, on the doors, on the founts, and the immense stars above it, make the city almost unrealistic, like in a dream.
"You're so thoughtful my dear..." Marguerite jumped at Summerlee sentence
"Summerlee, please don't do that again, you gave me quite a scare."
He smiled tenderly. "In what are you thinking?"
"Nothing special" she lied, "Just enjoying the view. And what about you, what are you doing here so late?"
"Couldn't sleep, which I believe is also the reason why you're here." He said
"Yes" she smiled
"Why couldn't you sleep my dear?" Summerlee asked as he joined her on the balcony, "Bad dreams?"
"Actually, I rather not talk about it right now. It's a complicated and confuse thing, even I don't understand it very well." She said
"It's okay my dear, but did you told Roxton about what's troubling you?"
"Why should I?" she asked
"My dear, I may be an old man, but I've seen the way you two look at each other, even before I fell from that bridge. He's worried about you obviously."
"Yes, Roxton is.....truly a gentleman." She said
"He loves you, Marguerite."
"I know."
Summerlee seemed surprised by her answer; he thought that she would say that that was ridiculous.
"Seriously?" He asked
Marguerite smiled. "And I hope he knows I fell the same way about him."
"Have you ever told him?"
Marguerite hesitated. She trusted Summerlee, but still, she was somewhat afraid of these feelings, she didn't want to get hurt at the end.
"Yes, I have." She said in a low whisper
"But my girl, that's fantastic, why didn't you tell the others? Those are amazing news, they would be forever happy for you both." Summerlee said as he hugged her
"As much as Roxton would like to, I think we should wait, for the end of this don't you think?"
Summerlee smiled. "But still...I'm very happy for you Marguerite; you deserve all the happiness in the world."
She smiled at the tender man, in whom she saw a father figure.
"I'm going to bed now. Good night Summerlee."
"Good night my dear Marguerite" He said while kissing her forehead "Sweet Dreams"
Meanwhile, Veronica and Ned were at the pension garden talking.
"You know Ned" she said after a few minutes of silence, "I still can't believe we were in Avalon, and we didn't tell what we saw about Morrighan's Guardian, he was innocent!"
"Veronica, we will tell them! Everything happened so quickly, in one minute we were there, the next we were gone. Don't let that thing get into head that way."
"But Ned, a man who was innocent was murdered, and I've talked with Finn, and she's right, there's something that doesn't fit in this all story. And somehow I know that we'll put us all in danger and....."
He silenced her with a kiss.
"Don't think about it now. It's late we should go inside."
"Yes" she smiled as she kissed him again, "My fiancé."´
He laughed, as he pulled her to a passionate kiss.
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"Are you sure that it's safe?" Challenger asked
"Yes." A man replied
"I don't know, it doesn't seem that safe for Me." he insisted
"Sir I assure that it's safe." The man was getting upset with all that rambling.
"Roickon, I can go with him." An old lady said, "After all I have to go to Morein as well. I'll give the instructions to the Dragon since this man, is not so sure he can do that."
"Thank you milady that would be wonderful" Challenger said
They mounted the Dragon with the man's help and the creature left the ground.
Summerlee and Finn were next. Veronica and Ned also left with no problems. Marguerite and Roxton were the last ones to leave the ground. They mounted a black Dragon, with green eyes. The villagers told them that this particularly Dragon needed no directions, since he was one of the best Dragons they got.
They could see the others at their side. Summerlee was clearly frightened because Finn simply didn't get tired of telling the Dragon to whirl around in the air.
Challenger was having a nice talk with the old woman, and Veronica and Ned was hugging each other, and talking.
Roxton looked at his beloved and saw the same preoccupied look on her face, the same look that she had on the other day, after they kiss.
She couldn't come to a decision. Summerlee words echoed in her mind: "Did you told Roxton about what's troubling you?" She decided that Roxton needed to know this, after all she did trusted him, and she loved him above all else.
"Roxton?"
"Yes?" he asked as he putted his arms around her waist
"I want to talk to you." Marguerite said
"What's troubling you my love?" he asked softly whispering in her ear
She looked at him. "He wanted to give me time, "She understood "He knows something is wrong."
"It's about these dreams I've been having......" and with that she told him everything, her visions, Abigail's words, her fears.
"Nothing's going to happen, I love you Marguerite, and no matter what, no one can change that."
"I love you too" she answered, "Maybe you're right, and I'm overreacting..."
"Did I hear that right? You just said that I was right?" He teased
She punched him slightly in his stomach, and laughed.
"Don't push it John, you have no idea of what I'm able to do." She said with a grin
"I think I'm well aware of the situation" he said just before he kissed her
"Hey lets make a race" Finn shouted, "The last to arrive at the city is rotten egg." And with that the Dragon in which she was, started to fly faster.
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They landed in a soft green grass, in the hill of a mountain.
"I am never going to do that again!" Summerlee exclaimed with a sick look
"Now what?" Finn asked
"The city is that way" The old woman said, "By the way I'm Moargon."
"Please to meet ya!" Finn exclaimed
Moargon smiled.
"I can take you there if you would like to." She offered
"That would spare us an amount of time. Thank you." Marguerite said
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"It's there."
"There, wow sure is pretty dark in there." Finn exclaimed
"That's because it's raining there." Roxton said, "The one thing is: why it's only raining in there?"
"Morein is also called the Storm City, because it never stops raining or thundering in there." Moargon explained, "Come we can stop at the local establishment."
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Roxton was sitting by the fireplace. The others were sleeping but he couldn't, he didn't quite know why, if it was because of Marguerite's words, of because of the extreme heat that was felt.
"You are worried about her visions aren't you?" Moargon sat beside him
"How do you know that?" he asked suspiciously
"I know a lot of things Lord Roxton." She answered, "Well are you, or are you not?"
He nodded.
"I see."
"How do you know this?" He asked again
"I am a prophesier, I see things, not as clearly as I want to sometimes, but I know what the future will bring."
"Then what do you see in mine? Are her visions correct?" he asked, somewhat already knowing the answer
"We can be wrong sometimes, but in your future, just like the woman you love sees, I see a premature death Lord Roxton." He nods. "But you react as if you accept that."
"I do accept that, we all have to go one day, the only thing I pray for is that Marguerite will be safe from harm for the rest of her life when that happens."
"Your love and devotion amuses me, it is not very common to see one such as you." He smiles. "But, her visions, tell something else too, a war, the source."
"Are they correct too?" he asks
"I told that I wish sometimes that my gift would speak more clearly. I don't see the war, but I can feel it with every bone in my body, its coming. And somehow I don't think the Source will prevent it from happening."
"But Avalon's Council......."
"The Council is corrupted, I know it. They were wrong centuries ago, and now they're still wrong. Morrighan's Guardian had no fault then. And he will not have fault now. I know it, I don't know who they are, but I know that they're there; they fill the Council with their poisoned words, and spread the doubt everywhere."
"That's very accusing words milady." He said "Are you certain?"
She smiled.
"I must rest now. I'll see you tomorrow."
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"Where to now?" asked Challenger as they left the city.
"We're heading towards the Tempus Fugit city." Marguerite said after consulting Veronica's journal
Moargon who was with them said:
"I can take you to the entrance, but I won't be able to go trough it. I must go in another direction, my daughter asked me to get her some ingredients at the fields, and I don't want to disappoint a pregnant woman." She said smiling
While they walked Challenger and Summerlee spoke about the flowers and plants which they pass by, always arguing about the names or specific knowledge.
Veronica, Ned and Finn were ahead of them all, right behind Moargon, but still enough far to discuss the events in El Dourado. Finn told them that she had spoke with Challenger and that he told her that maybe there was someone in the Council that belong to the enemy. Veronica and Ned agreed, but the number one question was: Who?
Marguerite and Roxton were behind the others, they were holding hands, and walked in a peaceful silence.
"Roxton, what are you going to do, when all this will be over?" she asked
He once again remembered Moargon's words of premature death.
"Me? I'm thinking of getting a wife, marry, have a few kids......." He laughed.
"I'm serious John!"
"So am I" he said
She smiled to herself as she thought about the idea of spending the rest of her life besides him.
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"This is it." Moargon said, "from now on, you have to go your way, and I'll have to go mine. There's one thing though that I want to tell you about, Tempus Fugit, it's a Time's City, it can't take you to any time, so be careful."
"Are there any villagers in it?" Veronica asked
"Only villagers from their own time"
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"Is it just me, or that old woman was wrong?" Finn asked
They had been crossing the streets for three hours and nothing happened so far.
"Don't talk to soon Finn." Malone said, "Anything can happen."
"I believe Finn's right" Marguerite said as she stopped, "We just got out of the city and nothing happened."
"Well that's a good thing at least; the old lady was wrong and we can go now!" Finn exclaimed
As they walked, Marguerite looked behind her. "Strange" She thought "Really strange"
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Marguerite took them trough fields of green grass, until they reached a river, they follow it. After a day walking Marguerite crossed the river and they passed by some fields until they reached a waterfall.
"Once we pass trough it, we'll be in the middle of nowhere. Time doesn't passes by; there is no life, no nothing. It is almost a dead place. The journal refers it as a forsaken place."
"Let's go!" Roxton said
To Be Continued
Author's Notes: Review please.
Disclaimer: Look hm, I know that you're all tired of reading this stuff and all, but I'm also tired of writing it, so lets cut up with this cramp, and start with the real good stuff okay? Meaning: I'm tired of writing disclaimers; I'm starting to have no imagination for funny disclaimers, so let's begging with the new chapter.
Summary: The explorers start their journey to the Source, what dangers exist in their path?
Author's Notes: Once again thanks to my reviewers, you're wonderful guys, thank you so much (Doesn't this looks like I'm receiving an Oscar or something?)
Dreama, I hope you already have your computer at home, I haven't heard from you for days. We'll just have to meet at school, and just then I'll tell you I'm going to have my beautiful TLW's DVD, I still can't believe it. Misspellings, that's how it's said, but okay I understood. ( Look hm, keep reading this and never stop reviewing. I surely do hope this is not a bad story. But you know me, I'm the biggest pessimistic on earth!
A. Windsor, your Roxton?? LOL, okay I'll promise I'll think of it. Thank you for being so supportive.
TheChosenOne3, yes I forgot about that part in Suspicion, but I'm glad you get my point. Yes, Fate is ironic with Marguerite, but remember one thing, Marguerite saving the world, as you say, proves that she doesn't hold rancour about everything, maybe about lots of things, but not everything, maybe she just wants to make her life worth living, maybe she wants to make people proud of her, it's a complicated thing, to understand what's inside Marguerite's head, it's really a complicated thing. LOL, I had to laugh when I read your feelings about Zeilen and Gaalad. It was indeed funny. "Mean cliff hanger??" It's not! Oh, by the way, my friend, I am almost sure that you'll be the one who's gonna post the chapter first, but in case that I was wrong, I hope I'll see a new chapter soon, and yeah, NO short chapter.
Taya7, thank you, I'm glad that it wasn't a disappointment, I'm also glad that you think it was well written, but in that I have to disagree, I've read the chapter, and I found a few serious mistakes. When I finish this story, I'll have to correct each mistake I found.
Pandagal, well here it is, chapter 18, and cliff hangers are needed, and it's funny coming from you, because you make them too.
Mila-15, as visões da Marguerite são importantes, lhe garanto, e ela certamente não irá ficar louca com elas. Foi engraçado ler o seu comentário acerca de ela contar para o Summerlee, porque eu estive indecisa acerca disso, e decidi-me por outra coisa, você verá neste capítulo. (Marguerite's vision are important, I assure you, and I'm sure she won't get crazy about them. It was funny to read your comment about Marguerite talking with Summerlee about them, because I was kind of insecure about that, and I decided something else, you'll see in this chapter.)
Keila, eu acho que todos odeiam Zeilen mortalmente neste momento. Eu acho que a Finn tem bastantes falas, mas obrigada por achá-la engraçada, eu me esforço bastante por fazê-la assim, até porque eu não sou grande fã dela na série. Eu também adoro as suas histórias, espero que você consiga arranjar alguém que as traduza, para que toda a galera daqui, também as leia. (I think that lost of people hate Zeilen by now. I think that Finn has lots of talks, but thanks for thinking she's funny, I try hard to make that way, especially since I'm not a big fan of her. I love your stories too, and I hope you'll get someone to translate them, because I'm sure that people would like to read them too.)
Katrine Clementa, everyone calls me evil, why???? I can't promise anything. Thanks for your words.
Caty, your words meant a lot to me, thank you for your support.
A Journey Ahead
They were riding horses, which were kindly given by a villager.
Finn rode a brown one, Challenger a gray, Veronica and Summerlee two white, Ned a white and brown, Roxton a white and gray, and Marguerite a black.
They rode in silence along with the Avatars until Finn broke the ice:
"Boy, this conversation is so interesting.."
"What do you want to talk about?" Challenger asked
"I don't know, but we keep making these trips, we don't have fun, and you don't even say anything? I'll tell you: this is a bore!!"
Marguerite who was on the lead smiled.
"What?" Roxton asked
"Finn, it's truly funny...sometimes. But if you tell her, I'll deny it!"
He smiled too.
"Hey Marguerite" Malone called, "How much farther? My horse certainly could use a rest."
"It's only a half mile from here." She answered
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They reached a city an hour later.
"We're here." Marguerite announced.
"It's getting dark; we have to find a place to stay for tonight." Veronica said
"Agree" Challenger said, he turned to the Avatars, "Is there any place where we could sleep?"
"There is a pension near here, you can stay there." One of the warriors answered, "We can show you the way."
"Hey thanks" Finn said.
They walked a few more meters, and when they entered the city itself they saw something that left them speechless. The city was beautiful; the houses were white and their roofs were made of pure solid gold, their windows were adorned with yellow roses, the trees were yellow as well, as if they were in autumn, although it was spring time. The city had many founts, all of them made of silver. The city seemed a mine of treasures.
But that wasn't just what made the explorers gasp in surprise, but yes the lake. The magnificent lake they saw from the hill where they stood. A lake where incredible creatures flew above: Dragons.
"It is not possible!" Challenger exclaimed
"What?" An Avatar asked
"That looks like a.....a.....a...." Challenger didn't have the courage to pronounce it.
"It is a Dragon Sire; this is also called the Dragon's City"
"No, I find it hard to believe." Challenger persisted
"George, don't be so incredulous! In this plateau what is impossible?" Marguerite asked
"Besides" the Avatar continued, "You'll be travelling on them tomorrow. According to Milady you're supposed to go to the Morein City, that's on the other side of the Lake, and there's no other way to go there."
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Marguerite went downstairs, she couldn't sleep, she was afraid to see the same things again; afraid of what her visions would tell her this time.
The pension was not very big, but the comfort that the owners showed to their guests made their stead there worth for. She made her way to the balcony to watch the city at night. Lights were everywhere, in the trees, on the doors, on the founts, and the immense stars above it, make the city almost unrealistic, like in a dream.
"You're so thoughtful my dear..." Marguerite jumped at Summerlee sentence
"Summerlee, please don't do that again, you gave me quite a scare."
He smiled tenderly. "In what are you thinking?"
"Nothing special" she lied, "Just enjoying the view. And what about you, what are you doing here so late?"
"Couldn't sleep, which I believe is also the reason why you're here." He said
"Yes" she smiled
"Why couldn't you sleep my dear?" Summerlee asked as he joined her on the balcony, "Bad dreams?"
"Actually, I rather not talk about it right now. It's a complicated and confuse thing, even I don't understand it very well." She said
"It's okay my dear, but did you told Roxton about what's troubling you?"
"Why should I?" she asked
"My dear, I may be an old man, but I've seen the way you two look at each other, even before I fell from that bridge. He's worried about you obviously."
"Yes, Roxton is.....truly a gentleman." She said
"He loves you, Marguerite."
"I know."
Summerlee seemed surprised by her answer; he thought that she would say that that was ridiculous.
"Seriously?" He asked
Marguerite smiled. "And I hope he knows I fell the same way about him."
"Have you ever told him?"
Marguerite hesitated. She trusted Summerlee, but still, she was somewhat afraid of these feelings, she didn't want to get hurt at the end.
"Yes, I have." She said in a low whisper
"But my girl, that's fantastic, why didn't you tell the others? Those are amazing news, they would be forever happy for you both." Summerlee said as he hugged her
"As much as Roxton would like to, I think we should wait, for the end of this don't you think?"
Summerlee smiled. "But still...I'm very happy for you Marguerite; you deserve all the happiness in the world."
She smiled at the tender man, in whom she saw a father figure.
"I'm going to bed now. Good night Summerlee."
"Good night my dear Marguerite" He said while kissing her forehead "Sweet Dreams"
Meanwhile, Veronica and Ned were at the pension garden talking.
"You know Ned" she said after a few minutes of silence, "I still can't believe we were in Avalon, and we didn't tell what we saw about Morrighan's Guardian, he was innocent!"
"Veronica, we will tell them! Everything happened so quickly, in one minute we were there, the next we were gone. Don't let that thing get into head that way."
"But Ned, a man who was innocent was murdered, and I've talked with Finn, and she's right, there's something that doesn't fit in this all story. And somehow I know that we'll put us all in danger and....."
He silenced her with a kiss.
"Don't think about it now. It's late we should go inside."
"Yes" she smiled as she kissed him again, "My fiancé."´
He laughed, as he pulled her to a passionate kiss.
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"Are you sure that it's safe?" Challenger asked
"Yes." A man replied
"I don't know, it doesn't seem that safe for Me." he insisted
"Sir I assure that it's safe." The man was getting upset with all that rambling.
"Roickon, I can go with him." An old lady said, "After all I have to go to Morein as well. I'll give the instructions to the Dragon since this man, is not so sure he can do that."
"Thank you milady that would be wonderful" Challenger said
They mounted the Dragon with the man's help and the creature left the ground.
Summerlee and Finn were next. Veronica and Ned also left with no problems. Marguerite and Roxton were the last ones to leave the ground. They mounted a black Dragon, with green eyes. The villagers told them that this particularly Dragon needed no directions, since he was one of the best Dragons they got.
They could see the others at their side. Summerlee was clearly frightened because Finn simply didn't get tired of telling the Dragon to whirl around in the air.
Challenger was having a nice talk with the old woman, and Veronica and Ned was hugging each other, and talking.
Roxton looked at his beloved and saw the same preoccupied look on her face, the same look that she had on the other day, after they kiss.
She couldn't come to a decision. Summerlee words echoed in her mind: "Did you told Roxton about what's troubling you?" She decided that Roxton needed to know this, after all she did trusted him, and she loved him above all else.
"Roxton?"
"Yes?" he asked as he putted his arms around her waist
"I want to talk to you." Marguerite said
"What's troubling you my love?" he asked softly whispering in her ear
She looked at him. "He wanted to give me time, "She understood "He knows something is wrong."
"It's about these dreams I've been having......" and with that she told him everything, her visions, Abigail's words, her fears.
"Nothing's going to happen, I love you Marguerite, and no matter what, no one can change that."
"I love you too" she answered, "Maybe you're right, and I'm overreacting..."
"Did I hear that right? You just said that I was right?" He teased
She punched him slightly in his stomach, and laughed.
"Don't push it John, you have no idea of what I'm able to do." She said with a grin
"I think I'm well aware of the situation" he said just before he kissed her
"Hey lets make a race" Finn shouted, "The last to arrive at the city is rotten egg." And with that the Dragon in which she was, started to fly faster.
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They landed in a soft green grass, in the hill of a mountain.
"I am never going to do that again!" Summerlee exclaimed with a sick look
"Now what?" Finn asked
"The city is that way" The old woman said, "By the way I'm Moargon."
"Please to meet ya!" Finn exclaimed
Moargon smiled.
"I can take you there if you would like to." She offered
"That would spare us an amount of time. Thank you." Marguerite said
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"It's there."
"There, wow sure is pretty dark in there." Finn exclaimed
"That's because it's raining there." Roxton said, "The one thing is: why it's only raining in there?"
"Morein is also called the Storm City, because it never stops raining or thundering in there." Moargon explained, "Come we can stop at the local establishment."
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Roxton was sitting by the fireplace. The others were sleeping but he couldn't, he didn't quite know why, if it was because of Marguerite's words, of because of the extreme heat that was felt.
"You are worried about her visions aren't you?" Moargon sat beside him
"How do you know that?" he asked suspiciously
"I know a lot of things Lord Roxton." She answered, "Well are you, or are you not?"
He nodded.
"I see."
"How do you know this?" He asked again
"I am a prophesier, I see things, not as clearly as I want to sometimes, but I know what the future will bring."
"Then what do you see in mine? Are her visions correct?" he asked, somewhat already knowing the answer
"We can be wrong sometimes, but in your future, just like the woman you love sees, I see a premature death Lord Roxton." He nods. "But you react as if you accept that."
"I do accept that, we all have to go one day, the only thing I pray for is that Marguerite will be safe from harm for the rest of her life when that happens."
"Your love and devotion amuses me, it is not very common to see one such as you." He smiles. "But, her visions, tell something else too, a war, the source."
"Are they correct too?" he asks
"I told that I wish sometimes that my gift would speak more clearly. I don't see the war, but I can feel it with every bone in my body, its coming. And somehow I don't think the Source will prevent it from happening."
"But Avalon's Council......."
"The Council is corrupted, I know it. They were wrong centuries ago, and now they're still wrong. Morrighan's Guardian had no fault then. And he will not have fault now. I know it, I don't know who they are, but I know that they're there; they fill the Council with their poisoned words, and spread the doubt everywhere."
"That's very accusing words milady." He said "Are you certain?"
She smiled.
"I must rest now. I'll see you tomorrow."
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"Where to now?" asked Challenger as they left the city.
"We're heading towards the Tempus Fugit city." Marguerite said after consulting Veronica's journal
Moargon who was with them said:
"I can take you to the entrance, but I won't be able to go trough it. I must go in another direction, my daughter asked me to get her some ingredients at the fields, and I don't want to disappoint a pregnant woman." She said smiling
While they walked Challenger and Summerlee spoke about the flowers and plants which they pass by, always arguing about the names or specific knowledge.
Veronica, Ned and Finn were ahead of them all, right behind Moargon, but still enough far to discuss the events in El Dourado. Finn told them that she had spoke with Challenger and that he told her that maybe there was someone in the Council that belong to the enemy. Veronica and Ned agreed, but the number one question was: Who?
Marguerite and Roxton were behind the others, they were holding hands, and walked in a peaceful silence.
"Roxton, what are you going to do, when all this will be over?" she asked
He once again remembered Moargon's words of premature death.
"Me? I'm thinking of getting a wife, marry, have a few kids......." He laughed.
"I'm serious John!"
"So am I" he said
She smiled to herself as she thought about the idea of spending the rest of her life besides him.
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"This is it." Moargon said, "from now on, you have to go your way, and I'll have to go mine. There's one thing though that I want to tell you about, Tempus Fugit, it's a Time's City, it can't take you to any time, so be careful."
"Are there any villagers in it?" Veronica asked
"Only villagers from their own time"
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"Is it just me, or that old woman was wrong?" Finn asked
They had been crossing the streets for three hours and nothing happened so far.
"Don't talk to soon Finn." Malone said, "Anything can happen."
"I believe Finn's right" Marguerite said as she stopped, "We just got out of the city and nothing happened."
"Well that's a good thing at least; the old lady was wrong and we can go now!" Finn exclaimed
As they walked, Marguerite looked behind her. "Strange" She thought "Really strange"
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Marguerite took them trough fields of green grass, until they reached a river, they follow it. After a day walking Marguerite crossed the river and they passed by some fields until they reached a waterfall.
"Once we pass trough it, we'll be in the middle of nowhere. Time doesn't passes by; there is no life, no nothing. It is almost a dead place. The journal refers it as a forsaken place."
"Let's go!" Roxton said
To Be Continued
Author's Notes: Review please.