Title: The Lost World Fourth Season Series
Disclaimer: I must confess I'm officially nuts for thinking that they belong to me, but that's life!
Summary: The war is at their doorstep.
Author's Notes: Okay, here it goes..........................again. I've wrote my ideas for chapter 27 too, aside from this one. I hope that today I'll write down my ideas for chapter 28 as well. I think this story will go on at least until chapter 30, I don't know, we'll see. I already got a huge idea for a new story, can't wait to finish this story to start to write down another, this may seem a little strange, but the problem of making huge stories is this: you can get tired of it, I'm starting to fell that way, but fortunately it's almost at the end......................... Thanks for reading.
Pandagal, you're such a dear, thanks for reading.
Angel_LeeAnn, thank you for reading my story. Yeah right! FRAMED!!!
Rinoa, you're the best for reading, I hope I won't disappoint you with the battle...................
TheChosenOne3, I would love to have that quote, I ordered the DVD but it's not here yet. ( I'm glad that you like my story, it means a lot to me.
Taya7, I would love for you to tell what do you like in the dialogues, thank you for reading.
The Beginning of a War
The Council seemed uneasy.
The Avatar left the room and silence reigned.
"John Roxton, is that what they call you? Will you give us........................the ...................................honor, of leading our people to victory?" an elder asked
"What do you mean?" he asked with uncertainty
"Want you to lead these men and women trough this war."
"What??" Marguerite asked in disbelieve
"I accept."
"No!" Marguerite shrieks
He looks at her, and she sees his unquestioning look of love.
She simply backs away and leaves.
Roxton goes after her.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Marguerite walks as fast as she cans trough the palace, Roxton right behind her.
When she got into the hall that leads to the saloon, Roxton caught up with her.
He grabbed her arm and swirled her around.
"Where are you going?" he asked
"It's none of your business!" she answered angrily
"Yes it is. Why are you acting like this? You're behaving like a spoiled child!"
"How dare talking to me like that?" she asked furiously
"Marguerite please don't do this, don't destroy everything we built.........................."
"Me? Oh, of course, I'm the selfish Marguerite that destroys every piece of happiness right? I'm the cold, empty person that always takes but never gives one miserable inch."
"If this is about what I said about in the Council.........................."
"Roxton, how can you? After everything I've told you, I've purred my heart to you, I told about my fears, you promised everything would be alright, and yet you are the one, who's leading them right into the middle of my fears! What do you have to say about this?"
He has no response for this outburst.
"I knew I was right all along, you're just like every other man, how fool of me to truly believe that you were different......................"
She starts to walk away.
"But I am different, and I did promise things to you, things I intend to keep."
She stops but doesn't turn around.
"I love you, Marguerite. And if your fear is to loose me, don't fret, you're not going to, even if these visions of yours tell you that, it's going to happen" he starts to move towards her, touching her shoulders, "And you know why is that? Because we're stronger than visions, destiny, anything! We can beat everything, if we're together."
She looks at him with tears in her eyes and kisses him passionately.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Moargon left. She needed to do it quickly, before it was too late.
She would safe them this time.
The future of Avalon depended on her, she knew it.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Marguerite was thinking in her bedroom, she didn't know what to do.
She believed Roxton, but she couldn't ignore her visions and dreams, and they were becoming intense as days went by.
A knock on the door made her awake from her daydreaming thoughts.
"Milady, the prophesier told me to give this letter." A little girl said
"Thank you." Marguerite said accepting the paper and looking at the fair girl leaving the room.
My dearest,
My only hope is that one day you can forgive me for leaving you like this, so unprepared, and so afraid of the future. But I must say that the means justify the ends, and my cause is above all else. You once told me that only bad choices were presented to us, but what if it wasn't that way, what if someone had the power in his, or her hands to change it all? I have that power my dear, my task is simple, but I know that it will cost me my life. I cannot tell you about what it is, but I hope that it will work. And I'm so sorry, I know that you don't feel ready, but I can't do anything else, you have the power and the skills, it's all there aching for release, you must trust your instincts and above all else your heart. Listen to their voices my dear, listen to their pain, and erase them, you can do it, just concentrate and you'll see. My last and only whish that I don't dare to ask you to fulfil is for you to forgive me to come into your life so suddenly and leave in the same exact way. I demand only one thing: be happy!
Moargon
By the end of it Marguerite was almost crying. How could she? How could she leave like this?!
Trust her heart? How could she trust her heart if it was filled with doubt??
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Ned and Veronica were walking hand in hand trough the city.
"Veronica?" he called
"Hm?"
"Promise me that you'll be careful, and that whatever it happens, you'll stay safe."
"What is this all about now?" she asked
"I don't want to loose you. Remember when I was trapped in that spirit world? I've missed you, feeling you. Remember that other time, when that storm took you away? It was like knifes breaking their way in to my chest, I can't stand to see something like that happen again."
"Hey! You know, I don't intent to die, and if I were you, I would be careful, because I do want you to keep that marriage thing, if you die on me, I swear that I'll haunt you even in your death." She teased
"Same goes for you."
She smiled, and kissed him.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Roxton and Marguerite walked trough the palace alone, hand by hand.
"Hey" they heard a voice
They turned to see Veronica and Ned:
"Have you guys seen Finn, Challenger, and Summerlee?"
"They're making gunpowder." Roxton answered
"Oh, okay, we have to go and meet them; our allies want all of us to go to them. You guys can go ahead." Ned said
Ned and Veronica turned and walked away.
"What do you think they want?" Marguerite asked
"There's only one way to find it out.................................."
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
They all met outside with their helpers.
Roxton's cousin met them. After presentations were made, the King spoke to them.
"We've heard that you're going to lead us. We're proud, but we decided that maybe you can help us with strategy."
Roxton looked a bit surprised but agreed.
The leaders of each tribe or city were gathered at a tent, and they entered.
They settled down and Roxton spoke:
"Well, first of all, I want to know in what each of your people is good at, the ones good with arches and spears, everyone must be good with swords and the ones who can ride a horse properly."
After this, there was a small silence, in which everyone seemed to think.
Until one of the leaders got up and said:
"My people know how to manipulate arches."
He was followed by the others.
"Then here's our plan of attack." Roxton said as he eyed the paper he wrote down as the leaders talked, "The Druids will mount horses, along with me, the Protector, Ned, Finn, Summerlee, Challenger, and Morrighan. We'll all have swords. The Avatars will stay behind in the palace and village, since they know every inch of Avalon, they'll also stay with swords and they'll command the catapults. All the others will our infantry. The Amazons and the Kayus will have the arches and the rest of you the spears."
There was silence again.
"If you don't agree, we can discuss the matter." Roxton said
One leader looked around at the others and said:
"We agree, but this is a war milord, we are apprehensive for our dears." The other leaders nodded, "We'll spread the message, and prepare."
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Moargon dismounted her horse; her objective was now ahead of her.
She can't afford to waste time, so she slowly walks to it, leaving her horse behind.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Veronica met Marguerite at the village's square, near the font.
There was no one there, unusual thing for Avalon, but maybe the people were afraid about the war, which was the best option.
"Hey." She said
Marguerite looked up and smiled.
"What are you doing here all by yourself?" Veronica questioned
"Nothing special, I needed to think a little, my head is pounding." She said
"Yeah, mine too...................................Listen I have to tell you something, something that happened in El Dourado........................."
"Go ahead, what was it?" Marguerite asked
Veronica told her what they saw, Marguerite's expression didn't change.
"So that's what happened." She murmured
"Uh?"
"When I was training, I had visions of that past, and what you just told me complete this vision, that's why he was hanged."
"Yes. You said you had visions; do have something like Ned has?"
"No, it's very different from Ned's visions, I believe I'm able to see my present, my past and.................................. my future." She stated
"You sound sad, talking about the future." Veronica realized
"My visions about it are not the bests."
"Tell me about them." Veronica pleaded
Marguerite told her.
"Oh my God.......................Marguerite! Are you sure?"
"I don't know what to be sure anymore." Marguerite exclaimed with a muffled voice
"Hey, don't stay like that, it will be fine, don't worry."
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Ned was walking trough the fields of their allies, with his journal on one hand, and a pencil on the other.
Everyone prepares for battle, everywhere we see people training with their swords, spears and arches. It's strange to see this and to think that I'm going to be part of yet another war. The World War I left it marks in me; I hope that this one won't leave such thing in me as well.
He interrupted his writing when he heard someone talking to him.
"Young lad." An old man called him
"Yes?"
"I'm Joshua, Moargon told me you've seen something trough her............................"
"Well technically...................."
"I have to tell you, no matter what happens; when this is all over you won't remember that vision anymore."
"Why?" he asked
"Because it's a vision that the rightful owner never had"
"What do you mean?"
"Like my sister said.................................."
"She's your sister?" Ned asked incredulous
"Yes, like she said that vision is the third fate. No matter what happens you won't remember because no one is aloud to know what did happen or what it could happen."
Ned was confused, but decided not to ask anything else.
"This war it will leave marks." Joshua said
"What?"
"That's what you fear, but it will happen, good or bad it's up to you to decide. But I can only ask you to do something for me, in case my sister's actions are succeeded, remember the council of this: there's a boy named Philippe in the Hagan Village, a boy who doesn't know who he truthfully is."
Ned agreed but he was never so puzzled in his life.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Roxton met Veronica and Marguerite; they were quietly talking to one another.
"What are you two up to?" he asked
"Nothing Roxton" Veronica said
"Hm...................you two are in a very suspicious situation, and you Veronica you're Marguerite's cousin, you no longer have the benefit of doubt."
"Roxton!!" Marguerite shouts
Veronica laughs.
"I'll leave you two alone." She said
She walked away.
Roxton embraced Marguerite from behind and kissed her neck.
"My precious." He said
Marguerite turns to him and smiles. He kissed her lovingly.
"I love you." He said, "I can't get tired of saying it to you."
She kisses him again.
"And I love you, Lord Roxton." She said, and then her face went serious, "Promise me one thing."
"What?"
"That you'll be careful, that you won't leave me."
He smiled.
"Do you still have the ring I gave you?" he asked
"Yes." She took of the locket with it.
"Good, give it to me just for a second." He asked
She gave him the ring.
"I promise. And to prove that I'm speaking the truth, I'll ask something." He knelled down, and said, "Will you marry me?"
Marguerite stood there like a statue. Did she hear it right? Did he just ask her to marry him?
"What did you say?"
"I said marry me. Be my wife, I love you."
"I...........................I need to think."
"There's nothing to think, just say yes or no." he stated
"But there is, you're asking this, and still you know nothing of my past, what I've done."
"I said I don't care about your secrets!"
"John, you said that to me lots of times, before you find out about the Ouroborus."
"That was a mistake."
She grabbed his ring and said:
"Like I said, I need to think." She said and she walked away.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
She was in her room.
She knew she wanted to marry him, above all else, but what about her secrets, what if he acted like he acted with Xan's story?
She watched the sunset.
She looked at the ring on the table, and putted the ring on her left hand.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
She met the others halfway.
Roxton had a sad look in his eyes.
As they walked to the outside Marguerite grabbed his hand. He looked at her and saw her smiling. She made him stop and whispered in his ear:
"Yes."
He looked at her, with the hugest grin she had ever seen.
He grabbed her waist and swirled her around laughing.
"Roxton!" she pleaded, "We have to go to the others."
"You're right." He said still smiling.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
They mounted their horses, but as they did this, they saw in horizon, the largest army ever. Thousands of men and women.
To Be Continued
Author's Notes: I know that this chapter probably sucks a little, but I hope that at least you people can review.
Disclaimer: I must confess I'm officially nuts for thinking that they belong to me, but that's life!
Summary: The war is at their doorstep.
Author's Notes: Okay, here it goes..........................again. I've wrote my ideas for chapter 27 too, aside from this one. I hope that today I'll write down my ideas for chapter 28 as well. I think this story will go on at least until chapter 30, I don't know, we'll see. I already got a huge idea for a new story, can't wait to finish this story to start to write down another, this may seem a little strange, but the problem of making huge stories is this: you can get tired of it, I'm starting to fell that way, but fortunately it's almost at the end......................... Thanks for reading.
Pandagal, you're such a dear, thanks for reading.
Angel_LeeAnn, thank you for reading my story. Yeah right! FRAMED!!!
Rinoa, you're the best for reading, I hope I won't disappoint you with the battle...................
TheChosenOne3, I would love to have that quote, I ordered the DVD but it's not here yet. ( I'm glad that you like my story, it means a lot to me.
Taya7, I would love for you to tell what do you like in the dialogues, thank you for reading.
The Beginning of a War
The Council seemed uneasy.
The Avatar left the room and silence reigned.
"John Roxton, is that what they call you? Will you give us........................the ...................................honor, of leading our people to victory?" an elder asked
"What do you mean?" he asked with uncertainty
"Want you to lead these men and women trough this war."
"What??" Marguerite asked in disbelieve
"I accept."
"No!" Marguerite shrieks
He looks at her, and she sees his unquestioning look of love.
She simply backs away and leaves.
Roxton goes after her.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Marguerite walks as fast as she cans trough the palace, Roxton right behind her.
When she got into the hall that leads to the saloon, Roxton caught up with her.
He grabbed her arm and swirled her around.
"Where are you going?" he asked
"It's none of your business!" she answered angrily
"Yes it is. Why are you acting like this? You're behaving like a spoiled child!"
"How dare talking to me like that?" she asked furiously
"Marguerite please don't do this, don't destroy everything we built.........................."
"Me? Oh, of course, I'm the selfish Marguerite that destroys every piece of happiness right? I'm the cold, empty person that always takes but never gives one miserable inch."
"If this is about what I said about in the Council.........................."
"Roxton, how can you? After everything I've told you, I've purred my heart to you, I told about my fears, you promised everything would be alright, and yet you are the one, who's leading them right into the middle of my fears! What do you have to say about this?"
He has no response for this outburst.
"I knew I was right all along, you're just like every other man, how fool of me to truly believe that you were different......................"
She starts to walk away.
"But I am different, and I did promise things to you, things I intend to keep."
She stops but doesn't turn around.
"I love you, Marguerite. And if your fear is to loose me, don't fret, you're not going to, even if these visions of yours tell you that, it's going to happen" he starts to move towards her, touching her shoulders, "And you know why is that? Because we're stronger than visions, destiny, anything! We can beat everything, if we're together."
She looks at him with tears in her eyes and kisses him passionately.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Moargon left. She needed to do it quickly, before it was too late.
She would safe them this time.
The future of Avalon depended on her, she knew it.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Marguerite was thinking in her bedroom, she didn't know what to do.
She believed Roxton, but she couldn't ignore her visions and dreams, and they were becoming intense as days went by.
A knock on the door made her awake from her daydreaming thoughts.
"Milady, the prophesier told me to give this letter." A little girl said
"Thank you." Marguerite said accepting the paper and looking at the fair girl leaving the room.
My dearest,
My only hope is that one day you can forgive me for leaving you like this, so unprepared, and so afraid of the future. But I must say that the means justify the ends, and my cause is above all else. You once told me that only bad choices were presented to us, but what if it wasn't that way, what if someone had the power in his, or her hands to change it all? I have that power my dear, my task is simple, but I know that it will cost me my life. I cannot tell you about what it is, but I hope that it will work. And I'm so sorry, I know that you don't feel ready, but I can't do anything else, you have the power and the skills, it's all there aching for release, you must trust your instincts and above all else your heart. Listen to their voices my dear, listen to their pain, and erase them, you can do it, just concentrate and you'll see. My last and only whish that I don't dare to ask you to fulfil is for you to forgive me to come into your life so suddenly and leave in the same exact way. I demand only one thing: be happy!
Moargon
By the end of it Marguerite was almost crying. How could she? How could she leave like this?!
Trust her heart? How could she trust her heart if it was filled with doubt??
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Ned and Veronica were walking hand in hand trough the city.
"Veronica?" he called
"Hm?"
"Promise me that you'll be careful, and that whatever it happens, you'll stay safe."
"What is this all about now?" she asked
"I don't want to loose you. Remember when I was trapped in that spirit world? I've missed you, feeling you. Remember that other time, when that storm took you away? It was like knifes breaking their way in to my chest, I can't stand to see something like that happen again."
"Hey! You know, I don't intent to die, and if I were you, I would be careful, because I do want you to keep that marriage thing, if you die on me, I swear that I'll haunt you even in your death." She teased
"Same goes for you."
She smiled, and kissed him.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Roxton and Marguerite walked trough the palace alone, hand by hand.
"Hey" they heard a voice
They turned to see Veronica and Ned:
"Have you guys seen Finn, Challenger, and Summerlee?"
"They're making gunpowder." Roxton answered
"Oh, okay, we have to go and meet them; our allies want all of us to go to them. You guys can go ahead." Ned said
Ned and Veronica turned and walked away.
"What do you think they want?" Marguerite asked
"There's only one way to find it out.................................."
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
They all met outside with their helpers.
Roxton's cousin met them. After presentations were made, the King spoke to them.
"We've heard that you're going to lead us. We're proud, but we decided that maybe you can help us with strategy."
Roxton looked a bit surprised but agreed.
The leaders of each tribe or city were gathered at a tent, and they entered.
They settled down and Roxton spoke:
"Well, first of all, I want to know in what each of your people is good at, the ones good with arches and spears, everyone must be good with swords and the ones who can ride a horse properly."
After this, there was a small silence, in which everyone seemed to think.
Until one of the leaders got up and said:
"My people know how to manipulate arches."
He was followed by the others.
"Then here's our plan of attack." Roxton said as he eyed the paper he wrote down as the leaders talked, "The Druids will mount horses, along with me, the Protector, Ned, Finn, Summerlee, Challenger, and Morrighan. We'll all have swords. The Avatars will stay behind in the palace and village, since they know every inch of Avalon, they'll also stay with swords and they'll command the catapults. All the others will our infantry. The Amazons and the Kayus will have the arches and the rest of you the spears."
There was silence again.
"If you don't agree, we can discuss the matter." Roxton said
One leader looked around at the others and said:
"We agree, but this is a war milord, we are apprehensive for our dears." The other leaders nodded, "We'll spread the message, and prepare."
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Moargon dismounted her horse; her objective was now ahead of her.
She can't afford to waste time, so she slowly walks to it, leaving her horse behind.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Veronica met Marguerite at the village's square, near the font.
There was no one there, unusual thing for Avalon, but maybe the people were afraid about the war, which was the best option.
"Hey." She said
Marguerite looked up and smiled.
"What are you doing here all by yourself?" Veronica questioned
"Nothing special, I needed to think a little, my head is pounding." She said
"Yeah, mine too...................................Listen I have to tell you something, something that happened in El Dourado........................."
"Go ahead, what was it?" Marguerite asked
Veronica told her what they saw, Marguerite's expression didn't change.
"So that's what happened." She murmured
"Uh?"
"When I was training, I had visions of that past, and what you just told me complete this vision, that's why he was hanged."
"Yes. You said you had visions; do have something like Ned has?"
"No, it's very different from Ned's visions, I believe I'm able to see my present, my past and.................................. my future." She stated
"You sound sad, talking about the future." Veronica realized
"My visions about it are not the bests."
"Tell me about them." Veronica pleaded
Marguerite told her.
"Oh my God.......................Marguerite! Are you sure?"
"I don't know what to be sure anymore." Marguerite exclaimed with a muffled voice
"Hey, don't stay like that, it will be fine, don't worry."
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Ned was walking trough the fields of their allies, with his journal on one hand, and a pencil on the other.
Everyone prepares for battle, everywhere we see people training with their swords, spears and arches. It's strange to see this and to think that I'm going to be part of yet another war. The World War I left it marks in me; I hope that this one won't leave such thing in me as well.
He interrupted his writing when he heard someone talking to him.
"Young lad." An old man called him
"Yes?"
"I'm Joshua, Moargon told me you've seen something trough her............................"
"Well technically...................."
"I have to tell you, no matter what happens; when this is all over you won't remember that vision anymore."
"Why?" he asked
"Because it's a vision that the rightful owner never had"
"What do you mean?"
"Like my sister said.................................."
"She's your sister?" Ned asked incredulous
"Yes, like she said that vision is the third fate. No matter what happens you won't remember because no one is aloud to know what did happen or what it could happen."
Ned was confused, but decided not to ask anything else.
"This war it will leave marks." Joshua said
"What?"
"That's what you fear, but it will happen, good or bad it's up to you to decide. But I can only ask you to do something for me, in case my sister's actions are succeeded, remember the council of this: there's a boy named Philippe in the Hagan Village, a boy who doesn't know who he truthfully is."
Ned agreed but he was never so puzzled in his life.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
Roxton met Veronica and Marguerite; they were quietly talking to one another.
"What are you two up to?" he asked
"Nothing Roxton" Veronica said
"Hm...................you two are in a very suspicious situation, and you Veronica you're Marguerite's cousin, you no longer have the benefit of doubt."
"Roxton!!" Marguerite shouts
Veronica laughs.
"I'll leave you two alone." She said
She walked away.
Roxton embraced Marguerite from behind and kissed her neck.
"My precious." He said
Marguerite turns to him and smiles. He kissed her lovingly.
"I love you." He said, "I can't get tired of saying it to you."
She kisses him again.
"And I love you, Lord Roxton." She said, and then her face went serious, "Promise me one thing."
"What?"
"That you'll be careful, that you won't leave me."
He smiled.
"Do you still have the ring I gave you?" he asked
"Yes." She took of the locket with it.
"Good, give it to me just for a second." He asked
She gave him the ring.
"I promise. And to prove that I'm speaking the truth, I'll ask something." He knelled down, and said, "Will you marry me?"
Marguerite stood there like a statue. Did she hear it right? Did he just ask her to marry him?
"What did you say?"
"I said marry me. Be my wife, I love you."
"I...........................I need to think."
"There's nothing to think, just say yes or no." he stated
"But there is, you're asking this, and still you know nothing of my past, what I've done."
"I said I don't care about your secrets!"
"John, you said that to me lots of times, before you find out about the Ouroborus."
"That was a mistake."
She grabbed his ring and said:
"Like I said, I need to think." She said and she walked away.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
She was in her room.
She knew she wanted to marry him, above all else, but what about her secrets, what if he acted like he acted with Xan's story?
She watched the sunset.
She looked at the ring on the table, and putted the ring on her left hand.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
She met the others halfway.
Roxton had a sad look in his eyes.
As they walked to the outside Marguerite grabbed his hand. He looked at her and saw her smiling. She made him stop and whispered in his ear:
"Yes."
He looked at her, with the hugest grin she had ever seen.
He grabbed her waist and swirled her around laughing.
"Roxton!" she pleaded, "We have to go to the others."
"You're right." He said still smiling.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................................................................................
They mounted their horses, but as they did this, they saw in horizon, the largest army ever. Thousands of men and women.
To Be Continued
Author's Notes: I know that this chapter probably sucks a little, but I hope that at least you people can review.