Title: The Lost World Fourth Season Series

Disclaimer: I really don't know what to say anymore, except that I'm REALLY tired of writing disclaimers. I DON'T OWN THEM!!!!!!

Summary: They must find strength to go on, because arrangements must be done.

Author's Notes: I'm definitely not going to write something as huge as the previous author's notes, but I do want to make perfectly clear that I've not decided for an ending yet, my ideas for chapters finished 'till now, at the 26th chapter. Of course I do intend to finish this story, but I want to make sure that you know that there'll be at least other five or six chapters ahead of this one. Thank you for reading..........

TheChosenOne3, you're so funny, those-who-must-not-be-named already have an end, good or bad, you'll see. Yes, I think Challenger would stay in London, or bring Jesse with him. And yes, if they decide to leave the plateau they would eventually go back there, as to Roxton's mother, is she really alive, did they mention her on the show at all? I'll read your story and I'll tell you something later.

Taya7, thank you so much for the review! I'm going to read your new chapter soon, I promise!!

Pandagal, you are no offence, weird. You're really like fighting scenes; I hope I won't disappoint you.

Alexpath1, details, I could add them alright, but then, making love is something very personal, and I just can't imagine those kinds of things between Roxton and Marguerite, it's their intimacy.

Angel LeeAnn, yeah, grave, I mean, HOLE! No way!! I won't get near you, you're dangerous, are sure you're not prison, I should call the police...........................anyway thank you so much for reading.

Rinoa, here it is. Eu sei k não tenho podido falar contigo ultimamente, desculpa.

Getting Ready

During a brake in which they filled their canteens on the jungle, the explorers decided what exactly they were going to do. They had to start somewhere.

"I think we can start at the Amazon Village, it's not that far from here, and from there we can start looking for other tribes." Veronica suggested

They had been on the jungle of the plateau for a day now, being on horses helped to cross the difficult and long, at walk, path that lead to the mysteries of Avalon.

"I agree, we have to start somewhere............................." Ned said

They all agreed with this.

During their journey, the explorers occupied their mind with thoughts about the occurring situation.

Summerlee occupied his mind thinking about all this complex story of Avalon, filled with tragedy and secrets. He was considering if they had the right to exhume all of this. During his time with Beimer he wouldn't imagine the things he would be involved with. That seemed so long ago............................

Challenger, yes, he definitely was the person with more disturbing thoughts, under his point of view, in mind. God! How is it possible that in such a few months he has seen the most unbelievable things that betrayed everything that he had ever believed? And, above all else, he was part of those same things. If he hadn't seen with his own eyes, he would have called it a fairy tale. But no, it wasn't just a bedtime story, it was real enough, and the lives of everyone on that plateau depended of those facts he, and the others, had witnessed.

Finn, on the other hand, was thinking that she would only get herself into creepy situations since she met her friends, who became more like her family in these days.

Veronica and Ned basically thought about the same thing, the war in which they would see themselves got into very soon.

Roxton. Roxton was the one with more questions than everyone else. What would happen now? Are Marguerite's visions going to become true? What did is future held for him, premature death, just like Moargon said? But he still did have space within his heart, to be worried about Marguerite. He thought back at the last few months: being trapped in that cave, loosing Marguerite, facing his hidden memories, the somewhat madness he lived while she was gone, having her in his dreams, then finding her, spend his first real night having her within the circle in his arms, caressing every inch of her body, then facing up all the dangers on their way to that damn Source, to find out that it was wasted time, being arrested, and now.................................being trusted with the "mission" of finding allies enough to defeat the armies of their enemies. It was almost too much.

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By nightfall the explorers arrived at the Amazons Village.

They were greeted by Selena.

"I didn't expect to see you again, well not so soon, I mean." She said eying Challenger, who turned his gaze away from her in embarrassment.

"We need your help.........................." Veronica said

"Help? What kind of help?" she asked "Lets go inside, we can discuss this more properly in there."

After introducing Summerlee and Finn, he explorers explained her everything.

"We'll help; this is just what we've been searching for, a chance to revenge our queen Diana." Selena said

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That night the explorers decided to break apart, in effort to search for allies in a quicker way.

Summerlee will stay with the Amazons, Ned and Veronica will go to the various local villages, Challenger and Finn, to the Druids and Roxton, to the Avatars.

His friends wanted Summerlee to go with him, but he insisted that he needed to face these ghosts of his life on his own.

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Marguerite walked trough the palace. It was dark outside, as much as she respected Moargon's decisions; she hated to be "training" at night. Moargon said it was better that way, it helped to concentrate; besides she told her that it would only be in the first days.

She met Moargon at the palace's entrance.

"Shall we?" Moargon asked

They walked trough the garden as they usually did, but this night Moargon would take her to a different place, not the usually spot near the palace, she usually took Marguerite to the cemetery's entrance, Marguerite founded that creepy, but Moargon told her that part of this training went trough listen the souls of the dead, understanding them, that's why she had to do it at night, when the spirits of the dead, allowed themselves to walk almost freely over the world, where in the disturbing silence, their words could be heard.

But this night it would be different. Moargon and Marguerite went to the road where horses awaited them.

"Mount" Moargon said

Marguerite did as she told her, and mounted.

Moargon mounted the other horse, and lead them trough a tick forest.

Marguerite was almost asking what the hell was happening when she gasped at what she saw right ahead of her. A Stonehenge, a beautiful Stonehenge. She had seen circles of those stones several times, but not like that, those stones were so perfect and intact.

She dismounted the horse and followed Moargon in a respectful silence.

"This is a sacred place" Moargon explained, "It was built thousands of years ago, aside from Morrighan, her Guardian, the protector and myself you're the first to come into this place. This is where will train for the next days, we can train here by day or by night it will make no difference."

"Why must we come here now?"

"I need to awake your true skills and power, they lay asleep within your soul, they must be woken, otherwise you won't be able to control your power, and you will fail." She explained, "Today I'll wake up your fighting skills, in the next two or tree days, we'll work on that. We cannot awake your resurrecting powers without doing that first."

Moargon took Marguerite's hand.

"That's why this Stonehenge is so important, it was here that Morrighan started that storm, and in here she closed some of her memories, trough those memories we'll awake your skills."

Marguerite entered the circle of the powerful stones; she could feel the energy that surrounded that place.

Moargon also entered the circle and guided Marguerite right into the middle of it.

She prophesier started to chant in a murmur, Marguerite couldn't hear her. But she could feel the powerless felling of energy floating trough her body, and then her mind was set apart from every surroundings.

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She was standing in the exact same place although she had to admit that not in the same time.

It was day, the sky was clean and the sun was in his highly point.

Suddenly she heard something, and she became aware, for the first time, that she was not alone.

There it was. Her other self, but Morrighan was not alone, Raphael was there as well.

She was wearing a blue skirt with several cuts on it, more like the Arabian skirts, and a dark blue top. She held in her hands a something like a lance, but not exactly one, on top of it, where the blade of the spear started it was tightened a big ring made of steel, in which it was engraved her symbol and it had a white and black feather.

The Guardian wore simple clothes, black pants, and a blue shirt, and held in hands a sword.

They were fighting. At the end he fell and Moargon pointed her weapon to his neck.

"Very good! He said, "You're getting better, and better."

"I've learned from the best!"

He laughed and got up.

"Are you still mad at me?" he asked

"Well, you're going in this trip for two weeks and I must go to El Dourado, because of that!"

"Come on, Morrighan, it's not that much time." He said, "Besides, changing airs, it will be good for you and for the baby."

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Marguerite saw Moargon again.

"What you saw, it was a rift in Morrighan's memories. I woke up your skills for battle, tomorrow afternoon, you'll come back here, and we'll train."

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At the first rays of light the explorers left, following different paths.

Ned and Veronica had already passed trough several villages that the Council indicated.

They told them that the meeting point was at the Amazons Village.

Soon they both arrived at the Zanga Village; this was the last village of allies that they had.

After talking to Assai and her husband they left, bringing with them almost the all village. Everyone wanted to be part of this war.

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Challenger and Finn on the other hand reached the Druids city, deep into the jungle, by noon, the village was beautiful and it reminded Challenger of that city where they meet Pearson Rice. The buildings seemed quite solid and architected.

They were greeted by kind Druids, who took them to Bochra.

"Hey" Finn said "You're that guy from the Temple."

"Yes, it was once my Temple, I was his Guardian, but now I must stay here, the emeralds that Morrighan gave us, aloud us to go back to Avalon and t our rightful city." Bochra explained, "I know why you're here, and we'll help, the sooner we live, the sooner we'll get to Avalon to help."

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Marguerite went to same place as Moargon told the night before.

She didn't feel any different from the other days, but still she went there.

Moargon awaited her already; she had the weapon with the feather in her hands, and a sword.

She handed the feather weapon to Marguerite and together they went to circle of the Stonehenge.

Marguerite was surprised to see that now she wore the same clothes that her past self had in her memory.

Moargon told her to concentrate and they began to fight. She surprised herself, by defending Moargon's. Yes she wasn't that bad with a sword, but Moargon was so fast.........................

Marguerite gave Moargon a small cut in her arm, and they stopped.

"You're very good." Moargon said, "At this rhythm, we'll past trough this phase, much sooner than I thought."

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Roxton arrived at the Avatars city.

The city was not very far from the treehouse; in fact he was wondering how they had never seen it.

An old Avatar came near him:

"The city is protected by magic."

"Uh?" Roxton turned to face him

"That's answer to your question, milord.........................You and your father are so much alike."

"Who are you?"

"I am the one who told your parents that you were Morrighan's Guardian, I'm the Avatars Prophesier, you may call me that, Moargon told me you would come soon."

"If you know Moargon, and she told you that I would come, than you know why I am here."

"Yes, allies. But there is a slight little problem. The current king, a distant cousin of yours, will not give you help that easily, but we can try."

They walked trough the city, and the Avatar who presented himself as Joshua, took him to the King.

"Milord" he said, "This is John, son of Jacob and Beatrice, and he needs help from his people."

The King was a man in the middle of his 40's, with black curly hair and green yellow eyes.

"How do I know that you speak the truth?"

"Milord, I know it is." Joshua said

"No one is taking my crown just because you say, if he really is my uncle's son, he will prove it........................in battle."

A few minutes later he saw himself fighting for his life against that cousin of his.

He was too strong; Roxton was having a hard time in fighting with him. The king threw Roxton to the floor, pointing his sword to his neck, but suddenly in the exact moment that Roxton drew himself away grabbing the sword and getting up, he changed.

He felt it, even if only for a few seconds his clothes changed into Avatar's clothes, and at his side appeared another figure. Jacob's.

Immediately all the Avatars, including the King, kneeled down.

"Forgive us, cousin, for doubting your words."

Soon almost all the Avatars left their city, their final objective: defend Avalon at all cost.

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Marguerite went to the altar of the Temple in the following morning.

"Give me guidance, light my way, and those who are dear to me, let me see trough your eyes, as I did before, allow me to watch those whose effort lies within this war."

She saw them all, her friends, they had gathered allies, she did not know how many, but she felt that everything was right, everything was as it should be, Challenger and Finn were bringing Druids, Veronica and Ned the Zangas, but so many other tribes as well, and Roxton, he was travelling with his people, she realized proudly.

But she saw something else too.

Thousands of hundreds of Soldiers, they were getting near, and near by the minute. She saw their leaders, but as the images came and went she realized with horror, that when she saw Kartwar, he reminded her so much of Roxton.

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Ned and Veronica reached the city almost at the same as all the others.

Challenger and Finn were already there, as well as the other tribes, and when they were almost deciding if they should go after Roxton he got there travelling with the Avatars.

Soon they left.

Who could see them, wouldn't imagine the importance of these men, and women, they were going to prevent the plateau's as well as Avalon's destruction. They were going to fight for freedom and for revenge.

Freedom to the people, revenge for those who passed away unfairly, because of this enemy.

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Marguerite and Moargon train once again.

Moargon was once again defeated by Marguerite.

"It's amazing how you learn so fast." She commented, "I think it's time for you to try to awake someone. This place was built above a place where a powerful goodness died, Morrighan's mother. You can try to bring her here; she will be willing to come of course. She's the one who has been telling trough your several visions what to do, sometimes."

Moargon touched Marguerite's birthmark and again, the incarnation of the highest priestess was taken back to the past.

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Now Marguerite saw Morrighan and Moargon, talking to one another.

Moargon was telling her to talk to her mother; Marguerite saw how her belly was huge by that time.

Morrighan agreed and started to chant, and then a light appeared and she saw what she thought the most amazing thing in her entire life.

The woman she saw was dressed in pure gold and gems.

She talked to Morrighan in such a sweet and melodic voice.

"Mother" Morrighan said, "Please give advices, I don't know what to do, if I talk to Raphael I'll be betraying the Council, but if I don't I'll be betraying myself................................"

"Follow your heart. But I must warn you, one of your choices will be fatal, for both of you."

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Marguerite saw Moargon again in front of her, Moargon smiled.

"She made the wrong choice" Marguerite said

"No, she followed her heart, and her gut. It was meant to be like this."

"But.........................if she had never talked to Raphael that night, they could had a chance."

"You're saying that she had to choose another path, one that she did not know about?"

"Yes, because I've learned something, in this life, destiny only presents you with good and evil, a bad choice, or a good choice, but in her case, both choices were bad."

Moargon went silent. Finally she said:

"Lets not think about it now, the others will be here soon, you must be ready!"´

Marguerite starts doing what Moargon told her to do. But as the light formed traces, a sudden vision came to her as well.

Kartwar. He was near.

The light faded, and Marguerite fell on to the ground.

"I'm sorry!" Marguerite said

"It's okay, you're probably still weak from the last time you did it." Moargon stated

"No, I saw him!"

"Saw whom?"

"Kartwar" Marguerite answered, "I know that this may sound strange, but he reminds of someone"

"He does??" Moargon asked, worry lines were visible on her face, "Who?? Please tell me!"

"John.....................................it's nothing I'm sure, but............................it's so weird."

Moargon's face went pale and she remembered something that happened years ago.

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"Moargon!!" Jacob said, "I'm so glad to see you! Joshua is always talking about you; your brother truly misses you."

"I miss him you, but I'm needed here." She said, "But how are you? You seem quite happy."

"Yes. I'm love with the most beautiful woman on earth, and she loves me back."

"That's wonderful, who is she?"

His smile faded.

He looked around. They surrounded by many people.

He took her to Avalon's lake.

"You probably won't agree with what I'm about to say........................her name is Beatrice and she's Kartwar's daughter."

"What??" she exhaled

"Not a legal one, you may say that. Her mother is his slave, she has another daughter, when her husband died and left her with a child to take care Kartwar took her as his mistress. A month later, her mother became rebellious and she was sent to the fields, where she gave birth to a child, Beatrice, everyone thinks that this child is her husband's daughter, but it isn't. Kartwar doesn't know either, and I'm going help them to escape."

"That's dangerous Jacob."

"Don't worry, it's all settled, her mother and sister, are going to the outside world, and she'll marry me."

"Still be careful."

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"Moargon" Jacob finally founded her, "I must speak with you, I don't have anyone else to talk."

"What is it?" she asked

"I can't speak it now; it has to be in private."

"Very well, meet me at the lake in ten minutes."

Moargon met him ten minutes later. She saw that his face held a great and profound worry.

"What happened?" she asked

"It's Beatrice. She's pregnant."

"But those are amazing news!! Congratulations!" when she saw the look on his face she asked, "Are you not happy?"

"I am, so is Beatrice, but............................................"

"But......................."

"She had a vision. Our son, is going to be Morrighan's Guardian, Morrighan herself will be born very soon."

Moargon paled.

"Jacob, when your son born, you'll go to the Council a month later, because I'm sure you'll find the Guardian symbol on his foot, understand this, now more than ever, you must keep your wife's identity a secret, if the Council knows that she's Kartwar's daughter, they will sent your wife and son to their death. I'll interfere with the Council, they must let your son live, we can't let the past to be repeat again, and the tragedy to happen; I see that they'll have a difficult time on their lives. I'll talk to Elizabeth, maybe you can spend some time with her, I heard that she married and has a son."

"Alright. I'll talk to Beatrice. Thank you Moargon."

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"Moargon?? Are you still here?" Marguerite asked

"Oh yes! I'm sorry dear! I was just thinking."

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Two days later, Challenger and the other arrived at Avalon, along with their allies.

Abigail and Moargon met them.

Marguerite who was at the Stonehenge, felt them coming and ran to the palace.

The explorers dismounted their horses along with the leaders of their helpers.

The leaders saluted Marguerite and Abigail, and Moargon told them she would accompany them to where they would stay.

Marguerite greeted everyone with a hug and Roxton with a kiss as well.

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The Council patiently awaited them to speak.

"So?" an elder asked

"We've got the help of three thousand men and women; they'll fight to death, against at least five hundred thousand soldiers." Roxton said

"So you're saying that Morrighan is our only chance."

"Kind of..........................well yes." Challenger completed

"Where is Moargon?" A woman asked

"She's with our allies." Abigail explained

"We need to know if Morrighan's ready."

"I think I can speak for myself, thank you!" Marguerite said bitterly

"Really? Than tell us, are you ready?"

"Yes. I'm ready to do what I must do." She lied

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Moargon sat on a chair at the local guesthouse. She was thinking about Marguerite's words: "I've learned something, in this life, destiny only presents you with good and evil, a bad choice, or a good choice, but in her case, both choices were bad."

How? How to change things? Morrighan once again only knew the wrong choices, she as a prophesier did not know how to tell her about her other path, if she did, it would only make worse. No, hers or her Guardian's blood shall not be bled.

She needed to do the right thing, and suddenly she made a decision. She had to break a promise long ago made, but she knew that she would be forgiven.

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Ned and Veronica were talking to Abigail.

"From now on, no matter what happens, our lives will change forever." Abigail said

"It strange" Ned started, "It's strange, how our lives turned, a few months ago, fighting for our survival on the plateau, while we tried to find a way back London, and now, trying to prevent the destruction of the place we called home for the last three years."

"You couldn't find the way, because it was not meant to be. We couldn't let you escape. Besides no one can, run away from his or her destiny."

"I don't know if I like to think that all that I'm doing it's already decided, I like to think I make my own decisions." Veronica said

"But you are capable of making those decisions." Abigail explained, "This is something that Moargon taught me when I was a little girl, fate is already decided when you are born, your obstacles you will meet in your life, but how you'll deal with, that depends on you. You can make good or bad choices, in this case those choices, good or bad would end up leading you here, but one would lead at the right time, and the other at the wrong."

"So I made good choices?" Veronicas asked a little confused

"You can say that. Although you came here with other purposes, you weren't supposed to enter this war, but I wanted to believe that the Source would prevent this, I wanted. But it didn't"

"Don't worry" Ned said, "If this is truly our destiny, then we'll face it."

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Finn founded Roxton looking at the view in the balcony of a corridor.

"Hey" she said "What are you doing here?"

"Thinking." He answered

"Are you okay?" she asked

"Yeah. And you?"

"Fine."

"Where are the others?" he asked

"Well, Ned and Vee are talking to Abigail, Challenger and Summerlee making gunpowder, and Marguerite, she said she was going to take a walk to the lake."

"And you?"

"I had nothing to do so I came here to see are your doing."

He smiled.

"I'm very well thank you." He said, "Finn tell me, what do you make of the situation?"

"Me? well I'm going to be honest with you. I only got myself into odd and creepy things since I'm with you."

He laughed.

"But........................" she continued "I think I'm scared, you're the closest thing I ever had to a family, and I don't want to loose any of you."

"Don't worry, you won't. And we won't loose you."

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Roxton found Marguerite at the lake, just like Finn had told him. "Hi" he said

She looked at him and smiled

"What are you doing here?" he asked

"Thinking. Tell me do you believe we can win this war?" she asked

"With your skills to resurrect the dead, yes."

"I lied." She murmured

"What?"

"I lied, I'm not prepared."

"Then did you ................................."

"Do you honestly believe that the Council would agree with this if I told them otherwise?"

"They had to....................................."

"Roxton we would ran away from Chaoslan, and then when we had no possible escape they would torture us, and we would die, eventually." She said, "I will be ready, I trust Moargon."

"I hope you're right!"

"I'm always right, you should know that!" she stated

"No doubt" he murmured as he bent to kiss her softly at first and then more passionately.

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They were gathered at the Council as soon as the first rays of Sunshine illuminated the city.

Marguerite was telling the Council that Challenger and Summerlee had found use to the gunpowder, they had catapults, they would put the powder on boxes, light the fuses and then throw them at their enemy.

The council seemed pleased with this.

An Avatar entered the room.

Calmly he spoke to them

"My lords, they will arrive by night."

To Be Continued

Author's Notes: Okay, this is long enough for you I hope. It's my longest chapter so far. Review please.