Summary: The legend for King Arthur is a fuzzy line between logic and lies.
Some say Arthur and his Knights were secretly hidden under ground, waiting
the day their country would need them once more. That day has come, May 31
2109.
Disclaimer: Ya ya, what I wrote, you will not recognize. Other then that you can presume I borrowed it from the movies and legends.
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Venus sat quietly, perched on top of the west tower roof, overlooking the forest.
"Do you plan on coming down any time soon?" Lancelot asked curiously, trying to look up at her with out falling to his death.
She shrugged, "Its beautiful. I haven't ever seen anything so......so real." She said quietly.
Lancelot sighed and hoisted him self up so that his chin was looking up over the roof right at her. "Then where you come from......there are no trees?" he asked, frowning as he tried to imagine such a place.
"They was one time......but that was years before I was born." Venus cleared her throat and slid to the edge of the roof, before dropping back down to the floor of the tower she looked at Lancelot and had a thought, "Could we stay? Here? With you?" she asked seriously, suddenly dreading what might be awaiting her back in her own time.
"No one as young and beautiful as yourself should be forced to stay in a place with out trees." Lancelot said, offering his hand to help her down.
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Three years later.
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Night stood unsteadily, trying not to fall over as the blacksmith piled old armor into his arms.
"Thanks." He wheezed, taking a step forward and almost being crushed by the massive weight.
"For the King? I would give my left arm!" the blacksmith said, in what Night could have sworn was a Russian accent.
Ronan stood waiting for him just outside the shop, surrounded by young girls just trying to get his attention.
"That's disgusting you know." Night said darkly as he dumped half his load into his friend's arms. "Girls shouldn't be so attracted to a sad lump like yourself."
Ronan laughed, "The King claims I'm his son to avoid suspicion, I bet its nothing more then greedy gold digger women."
Night sighed, "Yes but I'm supposed to be the younger brother of his most trusted Knight!" he said dramatically.
They both laughed, to distracted to notice Venus running right for them. To late they noticed she wasn't slowing down, and she would plow them into the ground if they didn't get out of the way.
Ronan and Night both turned into each other on accident and dropped all the armor to the ground, falling into it as well.
Venus cleared them, continuing her running like nothing had happened.
"STOP HER!" Lancelot yelled angrily as he ran past them as well.
Night sat up and glanced at Ronan before they both took off after them.
"AH HA!" Lancelot yelled, jumping into the air and grabbing Venus around the waist, pulling them both to a skidding halt thought the dirt.
"What the hell is all of this about?" Ronan asked, skidding to a halt as well and landing on his knees.
Lancelot was breathing heavy, panting for air almost as he spoke, "She...took...my......" he paused, looking down with his eyes closed as he took a few deep breaths. "My dagger. She took my dagger." He said finally.
Night looked at Venus with his eyebrows raised, "Why?" he asked curiously, spotting the small blade in her hand with its emerald engraved handle.
Venus smiled devilishly, "He lost it in a bet."
Lancelot inhaled deeply, looking very offended. "I would never bet such an item to a woman of your skills when it comes to darts!" he said loudly, pointing at her.
Venus stood up suddenly and took off again, back the way she came.
Lancelot growled in anger and exhaustion as he tried to get up as well, but failed miserably and just stayed lying on the ground.
"Getting old?" Ronan asked sarcastically as he stood up as well and brushed off his now very well worn jeans.
"And fragile." Lancelot said sarcastically as he finally stood up. "I really didn't bet my dagger." He said quietly.
Night rolled his eyes, "We warned you, she never looses."
"Well that there is unnatural! Some day she's bound to slip up! And when that day comes, I will have my dagger!" Lancelot said loudly, like the heavens themselves had proclaimed it.
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Six hours later Venus stood quietly with Arthur and Guinevere, watching the sun set in the distance over what she knew to be called Stone Henge.
"What is its purpose?" Venus asked curiously, remembering how no man had ever found its use even after a lifetime of examining it.
"It is a gift from Merlin." Arthur said with a smile, "You see, he told us stories of great Kings of Sand that had great oddly shaped tombs for all the world to see for the rest of eternity."
"Pyramids." Venus said suddenly, smiling back at him.
He nodded, "This is where we wish to be buried, each set of three stones represents a deed we have done we wish for the rest of the world to remember generations after we have passed."
Venus froze, her jaw sagging slightly as she looked at him in horror. "Are you sure? This is where, exactly the place, you want to be buried?" she asked quietly.
Arthur nodded, "Of course, Merlin had it built just for the occasion."
"Ok, ignoring how morbid that sounds- we have to go. Get your knights and Ronan and my brother and meet me at the round table. I have to check something." She said suddenly, turning and running back to her horse.
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Arthur sat patiently with Lancelot, Gawain, and Tristan.
They all watched Ronan and Night pacing with very uncertain expressions.
Suddenly the doors swung open and a gust of wind blew into the room, nearly killing the fire burning in the center. After it came a very dreadful looking Venus.
She motioned for Night and Ronan to have seat before she started pacing her self.
"Arthur, when we first met you asked me where I came from. I know you still wonder, but you have been kind enough to respect my wishes not to tell you." She paused, turning and looking straight at him. "But today every secret we have kept from you will be revealed."
"Wait a minute!" Night said suddenly, waving his hand in her face, "We cant do that!"
Venus shook her head, "You see that's what I thought at first, but everything over the past few years has been adding up into something I couldn't explain at first." She pulled out a chair and sat down looking at Ronan.
"You said it was our destiny to come here, I believe that now. I do think its entirely true Arthur would have become a very repulsive leader with to much ego and not enough common sense if it wasn't for our influence." Venus said, smiling at him.
Arthur coughed, not liking what she was implying about his capabilities as a King.
"Then I got to thinking about us, why weren't we ever mentioned in the stories if we were really supposed to be here." She leaned back, basically talking to her self out loud now. "But then I decided we were. Just not the stories I was thinking of. Maybe not us exactly, but them." She said, looking at the Knights across the table from them and pointing.
"Earth 2 is likely to be in the middle of a war right now. With the others like us its possible it could be the war to end all wars, as well as the human race." Venus said, looking at Night now.
"Excuse me, Earth 2?" Lancelot asked curiously, leaning forward.
Venus waved her hand at him, "In a second." She snapped she was on a roll. "I went to check on the time machine, its in perfect condition. No one has touched it, not even asked about it since we got here."
"Time machine?" Arthur asked, totally lost.
Ronan leaned forward, smiling at her, "Go on." He said quietly, thinking she may have something.
Venus stood back up, now totally ignoring the questions of the bewildered Knights across the table as she continued. "Where were the graves found? And why is it exactly they were found in a place no one would have thought to look until the very second Dr. Reis and Dr. Lovas started there project?"
Night nodded, "Because until then no one would have been ready for the discovery."
"Exactly. Arthur said he wanted to be buried in Stone Henge, but hundreds of scholars and archeologists have spent their lives researching it with no hint of any purpose except that it could have been used as a burial ground.........except no bodies were ever found." Venus said, sitting back down and looking right at Ronan and Night.
"You guys, what I never got to tell you......is why we were sent here." Ronan said quietly, "Before we left Klyde asked me if I knew the legend."
Night and Venus gave him there undivided attention as he continued,
"The legend that says the Knights of the Round Table never died. That they waited under some sort of spell, never dying, just waiting for the day there country would need to be defended from evil again." He said, motioning to the Knights with his hand. "And I think we all know what that means."
The three of them all turned and looked at the now silent Knights.
"You were right Venus, I could have never imagined." Arthur said quietly, nodding at her.
"You know what this makes them......" Night said suddenly, his eyebrows raised.
"The Four Men of the Apocalypse." Ronan said quietly, grinning at them.
Disclaimer: Ya ya, what I wrote, you will not recognize. Other then that you can presume I borrowed it from the movies and legends.
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Venus sat quietly, perched on top of the west tower roof, overlooking the forest.
"Do you plan on coming down any time soon?" Lancelot asked curiously, trying to look up at her with out falling to his death.
She shrugged, "Its beautiful. I haven't ever seen anything so......so real." She said quietly.
Lancelot sighed and hoisted him self up so that his chin was looking up over the roof right at her. "Then where you come from......there are no trees?" he asked, frowning as he tried to imagine such a place.
"They was one time......but that was years before I was born." Venus cleared her throat and slid to the edge of the roof, before dropping back down to the floor of the tower she looked at Lancelot and had a thought, "Could we stay? Here? With you?" she asked seriously, suddenly dreading what might be awaiting her back in her own time.
"No one as young and beautiful as yourself should be forced to stay in a place with out trees." Lancelot said, offering his hand to help her down.
----
Three years later.
----
Night stood unsteadily, trying not to fall over as the blacksmith piled old armor into his arms.
"Thanks." He wheezed, taking a step forward and almost being crushed by the massive weight.
"For the King? I would give my left arm!" the blacksmith said, in what Night could have sworn was a Russian accent.
Ronan stood waiting for him just outside the shop, surrounded by young girls just trying to get his attention.
"That's disgusting you know." Night said darkly as he dumped half his load into his friend's arms. "Girls shouldn't be so attracted to a sad lump like yourself."
Ronan laughed, "The King claims I'm his son to avoid suspicion, I bet its nothing more then greedy gold digger women."
Night sighed, "Yes but I'm supposed to be the younger brother of his most trusted Knight!" he said dramatically.
They both laughed, to distracted to notice Venus running right for them. To late they noticed she wasn't slowing down, and she would plow them into the ground if they didn't get out of the way.
Ronan and Night both turned into each other on accident and dropped all the armor to the ground, falling into it as well.
Venus cleared them, continuing her running like nothing had happened.
"STOP HER!" Lancelot yelled angrily as he ran past them as well.
Night sat up and glanced at Ronan before they both took off after them.
"AH HA!" Lancelot yelled, jumping into the air and grabbing Venus around the waist, pulling them both to a skidding halt thought the dirt.
"What the hell is all of this about?" Ronan asked, skidding to a halt as well and landing on his knees.
Lancelot was breathing heavy, panting for air almost as he spoke, "She...took...my......" he paused, looking down with his eyes closed as he took a few deep breaths. "My dagger. She took my dagger." He said finally.
Night looked at Venus with his eyebrows raised, "Why?" he asked curiously, spotting the small blade in her hand with its emerald engraved handle.
Venus smiled devilishly, "He lost it in a bet."
Lancelot inhaled deeply, looking very offended. "I would never bet such an item to a woman of your skills when it comes to darts!" he said loudly, pointing at her.
Venus stood up suddenly and took off again, back the way she came.
Lancelot growled in anger and exhaustion as he tried to get up as well, but failed miserably and just stayed lying on the ground.
"Getting old?" Ronan asked sarcastically as he stood up as well and brushed off his now very well worn jeans.
"And fragile." Lancelot said sarcastically as he finally stood up. "I really didn't bet my dagger." He said quietly.
Night rolled his eyes, "We warned you, she never looses."
"Well that there is unnatural! Some day she's bound to slip up! And when that day comes, I will have my dagger!" Lancelot said loudly, like the heavens themselves had proclaimed it.
----
Six hours later Venus stood quietly with Arthur and Guinevere, watching the sun set in the distance over what she knew to be called Stone Henge.
"What is its purpose?" Venus asked curiously, remembering how no man had ever found its use even after a lifetime of examining it.
"It is a gift from Merlin." Arthur said with a smile, "You see, he told us stories of great Kings of Sand that had great oddly shaped tombs for all the world to see for the rest of eternity."
"Pyramids." Venus said suddenly, smiling back at him.
He nodded, "This is where we wish to be buried, each set of three stones represents a deed we have done we wish for the rest of the world to remember generations after we have passed."
Venus froze, her jaw sagging slightly as she looked at him in horror. "Are you sure? This is where, exactly the place, you want to be buried?" she asked quietly.
Arthur nodded, "Of course, Merlin had it built just for the occasion."
"Ok, ignoring how morbid that sounds- we have to go. Get your knights and Ronan and my brother and meet me at the round table. I have to check something." She said suddenly, turning and running back to her horse.
----
Arthur sat patiently with Lancelot, Gawain, and Tristan.
They all watched Ronan and Night pacing with very uncertain expressions.
Suddenly the doors swung open and a gust of wind blew into the room, nearly killing the fire burning in the center. After it came a very dreadful looking Venus.
She motioned for Night and Ronan to have seat before she started pacing her self.
"Arthur, when we first met you asked me where I came from. I know you still wonder, but you have been kind enough to respect my wishes not to tell you." She paused, turning and looking straight at him. "But today every secret we have kept from you will be revealed."
"Wait a minute!" Night said suddenly, waving his hand in her face, "We cant do that!"
Venus shook her head, "You see that's what I thought at first, but everything over the past few years has been adding up into something I couldn't explain at first." She pulled out a chair and sat down looking at Ronan.
"You said it was our destiny to come here, I believe that now. I do think its entirely true Arthur would have become a very repulsive leader with to much ego and not enough common sense if it wasn't for our influence." Venus said, smiling at him.
Arthur coughed, not liking what she was implying about his capabilities as a King.
"Then I got to thinking about us, why weren't we ever mentioned in the stories if we were really supposed to be here." She leaned back, basically talking to her self out loud now. "But then I decided we were. Just not the stories I was thinking of. Maybe not us exactly, but them." She said, looking at the Knights across the table from them and pointing.
"Earth 2 is likely to be in the middle of a war right now. With the others like us its possible it could be the war to end all wars, as well as the human race." Venus said, looking at Night now.
"Excuse me, Earth 2?" Lancelot asked curiously, leaning forward.
Venus waved her hand at him, "In a second." She snapped she was on a roll. "I went to check on the time machine, its in perfect condition. No one has touched it, not even asked about it since we got here."
"Time machine?" Arthur asked, totally lost.
Ronan leaned forward, smiling at her, "Go on." He said quietly, thinking she may have something.
Venus stood back up, now totally ignoring the questions of the bewildered Knights across the table as she continued. "Where were the graves found? And why is it exactly they were found in a place no one would have thought to look until the very second Dr. Reis and Dr. Lovas started there project?"
Night nodded, "Because until then no one would have been ready for the discovery."
"Exactly. Arthur said he wanted to be buried in Stone Henge, but hundreds of scholars and archeologists have spent their lives researching it with no hint of any purpose except that it could have been used as a burial ground.........except no bodies were ever found." Venus said, sitting back down and looking right at Ronan and Night.
"You guys, what I never got to tell you......is why we were sent here." Ronan said quietly, "Before we left Klyde asked me if I knew the legend."
Night and Venus gave him there undivided attention as he continued,
"The legend that says the Knights of the Round Table never died. That they waited under some sort of spell, never dying, just waiting for the day there country would need to be defended from evil again." He said, motioning to the Knights with his hand. "And I think we all know what that means."
The three of them all turned and looked at the now silent Knights.
"You were right Venus, I could have never imagined." Arthur said quietly, nodding at her.
"You know what this makes them......" Night said suddenly, his eyebrows raised.
"The Four Men of the Apocalypse." Ronan said quietly, grinning at them.