Title: Savior
Rating: PG-13
Author: Casper23
Summary: Set on the 2002 series. Evil-Lyn has done something that will herald the end of her life as she knows it.
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the He-Man Masters of the Universe cartoon nor am I profiting from it. If I did own it, I would add Teela to the list of persons who know Adam is He-Man, make Adam less annoying, make Orko less annoying or simply get rid of Orko, get rid of Duncan's ponytail…you get the idea.
A/N This is my first fanfic ever and I really want to know what you think, so don't hold anything back. I can take it.
Chapter 1
Rendezvous
She walked quickly on the gravel path that wound its way through the trees, looking behind her every few steps. She was being silly. She knew, she knew that she had taken extreme measures to conceal her plans. She was certain no one knew where she was, but it never hurt to be too safe. There was a huge boulder forcing a bend in the makeshift road just a few meters ahead—she hatched a plan.
As she rounded the corner, she ducked behind the oversized rock. Grasping her staff she waited—eyes, ears, every sense she had trained years to enhance, were alert. The crickets were singing, signaling the fast approaching dusk, and a bird squawked nearby. All good signs. If there was anything sinister about, the animals were always the first to realize it. Maybe she was being too cautious …her eyes widened slightly and her nostrils flared at the distinct snap of a twig. With a speed that would have impressed any warrior, she sprang out of her hiding place ready to maim or kill (which ever came first) whom ever was following her.
Her battle cry died in her throat at the sight of a tiny brown and grey squirrel darting away in terror. She smirked a little—the terrified little thing practically screamed at the sight of her. Her overreaction to a harmless critter was so embarrassing, it was funny. She really had to relax.
She shook her head and turned to head back down the path. Once again she became focused on her destination and the person she was going to meet.
By the time she made it out of the woods the stars were clearly visible. The cloudless sky presented no barrier for the heat that was quickly escaping upward and she cursed herself for not bringing something warm to wear for the journey back. But that did not matter now. She pushed open the door that was never locked to a small warmly lit room and smiled when she saw him. He was sitting across from where she stood, in the old wooden rocking chair that he had carved himself, waiting for her as he always did.
He looked up from his book, his warm, brown eyes sparked with joy at the sight of her, with love …for her. Even now she could hardly believe it. He stood and she met him half way. They embraced like the lovers they were and he murmured into her hair, "Evil-Lyn."