Title: The Lost World Fourth Season Series
Disclaimer: Okay, for the 29th time, I'm not making money with this; I don't own them, they belong to someone else. Don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, and did I mentioned that I........................ don't own them??
Summary: Whatever happened back there? How will it end?
Author's Notes: Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, and sorry, that I didn't post this any sooner, but I wasn't at home. This is the last time that I'll write a truthfully author's notes on this story (we can't forget the epilogue). I'm now watching for the first time Season One, and it's GREAT!!!! I love it, "Blood Lust" was on air last night and it was WONDERFULL. I'm already writing down my ideas for my newest story: "Strangers", it's something that both Rinoa (kistis or Vânia) came up with. My website is really late, it's not finished yet. (Damn) Well thank you so much to everyone who support me trough this story:
Rinoa, you'll see if she is or not.....................thank you for everything.
Alexpat1, who is Lison??? I hope I won't disappoint you in the end.........but I'm so glad that you like the story! You're GREAT just for that!!
Taya7, don't worry you're forgiven. Thank you sooo much for your kind words.........
Pandagal, that line about the dog was really funny!! That's definitely a good way to die..................to be kissed to the death...............
Kim, thank you so much, enjoy this chapter.
Lady F Lady K, I'm glad you're reading this, and I honestly hope that you'll review this chapter. (Eu leio tudo, mesmo que não faça review, eu leio)
MargueriteandRoxton4ever, I was completely caught by surprise by your last words, about becoming a writer someday. Thank you so much for reading, you're awesome.
Angel LeeAnn, I know you're not joking, I'm just glad I never really told where I lived, otherwise I'm sure I would be dead by now.
Dreama, it's over finally, I know you liked the story, and I'm glad I got you addicted.
Shadow, yeah, I'm guessing I'm pretty good with cliff hangers.
Rosa, espero que goste.
Alexandra, thank you so much for your support.
The War III
"ROXTON!!!" She screamed "NO!!!"
The same sound that the explorers heard only a few months ago crushed the air once again.
Dead men and women, some making their way from the ground others who had just died came to life again and obeying to theirs mistress call they fought against their enemy.
Marguerite ran over to Roxton, while the Morrighan from the past made her way to above just to disappear to the cemetery to wake the others.
Marguerite ran with all her might, not wanting to believe that Roxton could possibly be dead.
She stopped at the scene before her.
Roxton was up, looking at Kartwar and Gaalad who were also up, looking at one another.
Then suddenly they both feel backwards. Only then Marguerite saw that both of them had swords on their hands and that from the bleeding on their bodies they had stabbed each other.
Roxton grabbed his rescuer and looks at Marguerite while she approaches them.
She looked at them, happy and relief that her beloved was well, but apprehensive about what had happened.
Kartwar opened his eyes and smiled looking at Roxton; he looked so much like himself. But he had his mother's eyes, he could tell that. Beatrice was always the daughter he wished he had. And now to find out that she truly was his daughter....................................and this man, his own flesh and bone.......................................
"Why did you do that?" Roxton asked
Kartwar smiled.
"I needed to save you, I'm happy for that at least; I was able to save my own flesh and blood: my grandson."
"What??" Marguerite inquired in disbelieve
Kartwar reaches out to touch Roxton's face, but failed. He was so weak........................and cold........................
Roxton watched as the man died in his arms.
He couldn't bring himself to believe what he had just heard. How could he?
"It's true..........................." a voice said, he turned to see Moargon
"What do you mean?" Marguerite asked
Moargon demounted her horse with a little of difficulty, and walked to them.
"What he said, it's the truth, Roxton is his grandson." She said
As she told them what happened years ago, Marguerite looked around to see that the dead and Avalon had won, the few enemies who had survive were now surrendering. When Moargon finished her tale, Roxton was clearly disturbed.
"I.....................this isn't happening........................" he said
Moargon winced at the pain in her chest.
"Oh my God! You're wounded" Marguerite said, "Come, lets go to the palace to take care of those wounds...........................both of you."
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It had been three days since that day. The plateau had come to his normal life.
Moargon died that night, the infection of her chest's cut to big.
Abigail and Veronica still were a little shaken but they knew. They knew that they had to find a solution to co-exist with their so called enemies.
Ned had talked to the Council informing them about what Joshua had told him, since that man died during the war.
The Hagan confirmed the boy's existence and they said it was Kartwar's brother himself.
Mordred struggled as the Avatars brought him to the Council. They obligated him to sit before the Elders and the Protector.
"Mordred" one Elder said, "For years we have fought against your brother, and your master's armies, but now, that you're finally defeated, we cannot, and we mustn't keep you here. The balance cannot be broken this way. We could let you go, and I'm sure you wouldn't attack us, you would be wise enough not to do that, but.................................we all agree in this: that is exactly what started this war, us, letting you live with hate against us, so we summoned you here because we want you to help us find a solution."
Mordred laughed.
"A solution? We want to rule a piece of land without fearing to be killed; Avalon rules the lines of energy of this plateau, while we live in the darkness, barely having anything to keep us alive."
"Is that all? You created this war just for that?" Abigail asked
"Well, for my part it was, for Kartwar was a way to control everything and to destroy Morrighan, to Ickan...........................well, its hard to decide what it was, for simple pleasure for death, or to destroy all his enemies." Mordred stated
"But Mordren...................................." Veronica started
"Was different, he hated the Protector, he was...........................a foul, he thought the Trion was the solution to all our problems." Mordred added
"I.....................I would like for you to rule this plateau with us." Abigail said
"What??" An Elder shouted incredulous
"You mean, like a democracy?" Challenger inquired
"Yes, we can make laws together; decide the fate of our people together, as this plateau's destiny." She said, "What do you say?"
Mordred looked at her.
"What's the catch?" he asked
"There is no catch; you will have your own piece of land, as long as we can co-exist in piece." Abigail continued
"That sounds too good to be true."
"I'm giving you the chance to educate this boy who is Kartwar's brother and to choose amongst your men, someone who can take Ickan's place. Please I'm sure we're all tired of wars................................."
Mordred smiled.
"I accept."
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Marguerite and Roxton were not at the Council to see the great commemoration, although they would know that later, they had things to discuss.
Marguerite desperately needed to tell Roxton the news about her pregnancy; it had been a week since she knew for sure, for she asked Summerlee to run some tests on her just to make sure, and the result was exactly what she had expected: she was indeed pregnant.
Roxton on the other hand was worried; Marguerite had asked him to come with her to the lake saying that she wanted to take a walk, but he knew from the look on her face that something serious was going on.
"Roxton?" she said
"Yes?"
"Hm.....................nothing"
"Are you alright?" he asked
"Yeah, fine!"
They reached the lake and she breathed the cool air, trying to gain courage.
"Hm.....................John I'm..........................."
"What is it?" he asked looking at her
She looked at him, eye to eye.
"Nothing, leave It." and turned her head back to the lake.
"Marguerite you are sure you're alright? You're acting weird."
She looked at him again. "Well it's just that I'm..........................." She tried to speak but no words came out of her mouth.
"Marguerite you're getting me worried. What is it?"
"I'm pregnant!" she declared
"Uh?" Roxton said not sure if he heard her right
"Damn it John. You heard it right."
"You mean, you're......p.........p.........p..."
"Pregnant, yes"
He practically jumped on her, hugging her and kissing her.
"I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you." He kept saying between greedy kisses
She couldn't contain her laugh at his actions.
"I love you too." She said
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The following week everyone was at the door's palace to see Ickan leave with Keish, Kartwar's brother, and Iluid, the most respectable man in Mordred idea.
To Be Continued
Authors' Notes: Yeah..............................no reviews in this chapter, so go on, go on and read the next. Oh, I saw today the episode "Out Of Time" and I know that possibly I made some mistakes with the story, but I hope you don't mind. Oh and by the way: I LOVED IT!!!
Disclaimer: Okay, for the 29th time, I'm not making money with this; I don't own them, they belong to someone else. Don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, don't own them, and did I mentioned that I........................ don't own them??
Summary: Whatever happened back there? How will it end?
Author's Notes: Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, and sorry, that I didn't post this any sooner, but I wasn't at home. This is the last time that I'll write a truthfully author's notes on this story (we can't forget the epilogue). I'm now watching for the first time Season One, and it's GREAT!!!! I love it, "Blood Lust" was on air last night and it was WONDERFULL. I'm already writing down my ideas for my newest story: "Strangers", it's something that both Rinoa (kistis or Vânia) came up with. My website is really late, it's not finished yet. (Damn) Well thank you so much to everyone who support me trough this story:
Rinoa, you'll see if she is or not.....................thank you for everything.
Alexpat1, who is Lison??? I hope I won't disappoint you in the end.........but I'm so glad that you like the story! You're GREAT just for that!!
Taya7, don't worry you're forgiven. Thank you sooo much for your kind words.........
Pandagal, that line about the dog was really funny!! That's definitely a good way to die..................to be kissed to the death...............
Kim, thank you so much, enjoy this chapter.
Lady F Lady K, I'm glad you're reading this, and I honestly hope that you'll review this chapter. (Eu leio tudo, mesmo que não faça review, eu leio)
MargueriteandRoxton4ever, I was completely caught by surprise by your last words, about becoming a writer someday. Thank you so much for reading, you're awesome.
Angel LeeAnn, I know you're not joking, I'm just glad I never really told where I lived, otherwise I'm sure I would be dead by now.
Dreama, it's over finally, I know you liked the story, and I'm glad I got you addicted.
Shadow, yeah, I'm guessing I'm pretty good with cliff hangers.
Rosa, espero que goste.
Alexandra, thank you so much for your support.
The War III
"ROXTON!!!" She screamed "NO!!!"
The same sound that the explorers heard only a few months ago crushed the air once again.
Dead men and women, some making their way from the ground others who had just died came to life again and obeying to theirs mistress call they fought against their enemy.
Marguerite ran over to Roxton, while the Morrighan from the past made her way to above just to disappear to the cemetery to wake the others.
Marguerite ran with all her might, not wanting to believe that Roxton could possibly be dead.
She stopped at the scene before her.
Roxton was up, looking at Kartwar and Gaalad who were also up, looking at one another.
Then suddenly they both feel backwards. Only then Marguerite saw that both of them had swords on their hands and that from the bleeding on their bodies they had stabbed each other.
Roxton grabbed his rescuer and looks at Marguerite while she approaches them.
She looked at them, happy and relief that her beloved was well, but apprehensive about what had happened.
Kartwar opened his eyes and smiled looking at Roxton; he looked so much like himself. But he had his mother's eyes, he could tell that. Beatrice was always the daughter he wished he had. And now to find out that she truly was his daughter....................................and this man, his own flesh and bone.......................................
"Why did you do that?" Roxton asked
Kartwar smiled.
"I needed to save you, I'm happy for that at least; I was able to save my own flesh and blood: my grandson."
"What??" Marguerite inquired in disbelieve
Kartwar reaches out to touch Roxton's face, but failed. He was so weak........................and cold........................
Roxton watched as the man died in his arms.
He couldn't bring himself to believe what he had just heard. How could he?
"It's true..........................." a voice said, he turned to see Moargon
"What do you mean?" Marguerite asked
Moargon demounted her horse with a little of difficulty, and walked to them.
"What he said, it's the truth, Roxton is his grandson." She said
As she told them what happened years ago, Marguerite looked around to see that the dead and Avalon had won, the few enemies who had survive were now surrendering. When Moargon finished her tale, Roxton was clearly disturbed.
"I.....................this isn't happening........................" he said
Moargon winced at the pain in her chest.
"Oh my God! You're wounded" Marguerite said, "Come, lets go to the palace to take care of those wounds...........................both of you."
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
It had been three days since that day. The plateau had come to his normal life.
Moargon died that night, the infection of her chest's cut to big.
Abigail and Veronica still were a little shaken but they knew. They knew that they had to find a solution to co-exist with their so called enemies.
Ned had talked to the Council informing them about what Joshua had told him, since that man died during the war.
The Hagan confirmed the boy's existence and they said it was Kartwar's brother himself.
Mordred struggled as the Avatars brought him to the Council. They obligated him to sit before the Elders and the Protector.
"Mordred" one Elder said, "For years we have fought against your brother, and your master's armies, but now, that you're finally defeated, we cannot, and we mustn't keep you here. The balance cannot be broken this way. We could let you go, and I'm sure you wouldn't attack us, you would be wise enough not to do that, but.................................we all agree in this: that is exactly what started this war, us, letting you live with hate against us, so we summoned you here because we want you to help us find a solution."
Mordred laughed.
"A solution? We want to rule a piece of land without fearing to be killed; Avalon rules the lines of energy of this plateau, while we live in the darkness, barely having anything to keep us alive."
"Is that all? You created this war just for that?" Abigail asked
"Well, for my part it was, for Kartwar was a way to control everything and to destroy Morrighan, to Ickan...........................well, its hard to decide what it was, for simple pleasure for death, or to destroy all his enemies." Mordred stated
"But Mordren...................................." Veronica started
"Was different, he hated the Protector, he was...........................a foul, he thought the Trion was the solution to all our problems." Mordred added
"I.....................I would like for you to rule this plateau with us." Abigail said
"What??" An Elder shouted incredulous
"You mean, like a democracy?" Challenger inquired
"Yes, we can make laws together; decide the fate of our people together, as this plateau's destiny." She said, "What do you say?"
Mordred looked at her.
"What's the catch?" he asked
"There is no catch; you will have your own piece of land, as long as we can co-exist in piece." Abigail continued
"That sounds too good to be true."
"I'm giving you the chance to educate this boy who is Kartwar's brother and to choose amongst your men, someone who can take Ickan's place. Please I'm sure we're all tired of wars................................."
Mordred smiled.
"I accept."
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
Marguerite and Roxton were not at the Council to see the great commemoration, although they would know that later, they had things to discuss.
Marguerite desperately needed to tell Roxton the news about her pregnancy; it had been a week since she knew for sure, for she asked Summerlee to run some tests on her just to make sure, and the result was exactly what she had expected: she was indeed pregnant.
Roxton on the other hand was worried; Marguerite had asked him to come with her to the lake saying that she wanted to take a walk, but he knew from the look on her face that something serious was going on.
"Roxton?" she said
"Yes?"
"Hm.....................nothing"
"Are you alright?" he asked
"Yeah, fine!"
They reached the lake and she breathed the cool air, trying to gain courage.
"Hm.....................John I'm..........................."
"What is it?" he asked looking at her
She looked at him, eye to eye.
"Nothing, leave It." and turned her head back to the lake.
"Marguerite you are sure you're alright? You're acting weird."
She looked at him again. "Well it's just that I'm..........................." She tried to speak but no words came out of her mouth.
"Marguerite you're getting me worried. What is it?"
"I'm pregnant!" she declared
"Uh?" Roxton said not sure if he heard her right
"Damn it John. You heard it right."
"You mean, you're......p.........p.........p..."
"Pregnant, yes"
He practically jumped on her, hugging her and kissing her.
"I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you." He kept saying between greedy kisses
She couldn't contain her laugh at his actions.
"I love you too." She said
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
The following week everyone was at the door's palace to see Ickan leave with Keish, Kartwar's brother, and Iluid, the most respectable man in Mordred idea.
To Be Continued
Authors' Notes: Yeah..............................no reviews in this chapter, so go on, go on and read the next. Oh, I saw today the episode "Out Of Time" and I know that possibly I made some mistakes with the story, but I hope you don't mind. Oh and by the way: I LOVED IT!!!