Changes in Time
Like someone once said in their disclaimer- The Ring of Tamyrlin, to be exact – if I owned WOT what would I have to worship? (Credit to Ring of Tamyrlin)
A/n—sorry it took soooooooo long I needed to find out everthing.......oh...Callandor...anyone notice its Call-Andor? Hah....
Chapter 19: The Last Battle: Part 2 – To Shayol-Ghul Itself
The hero's from tales in different ages met up with Rand and his Protectors; they then branched off, some joining him, some joining the others for the fighting. Onward they all charged through the Blight and the Blasted Lands. Rand waved Callandor wildly ahead...clearing a path through the blight. They got closer and wolves started joining the midst. Rand looked over to Perrin, and suddenly understood why he wasn't fighting with him.
The wolves mingled around with the Aiel, Aes Sedai, and other soldiers, a larger group was around Perrin. We're ready, brother. They said. A surprise was when Elias came out of the trees too, with the wolves, and joined Perrin, grinning.
Rand was startled when a group joined his small group. One of them looked up at him, the leader, and he nodded, acknowledging them.
Rand, and the other Aes Sedai – and the Warders – felt something foul. "Ready yourselves!" Rand called them.
Egwene saw a glow surround all the Aes-Sedai, and knew that a glow surrounded her too. Rand shivered, knowing that everyone who could, was channeling. He fingered the little statue, one of two of the most powerful ter'angreal made. He knew Moiraine had the other. He gave it to her. They were going to link, at the entrance of Shayol-Ghul.
They continued on and Shadow-Spawn filed out of the trees. He heard the cries of fighting, the booms of the power hitting, the snarls of wolves. He continued forward, Callandor keeping his path clear. His group rushed onward and made it to Shayol-Ghul, with not much problem.
"Are you ready Rand?" Moiraine asked.
"Ready," He answered as he took a deep breath.
He channeled some flows to her, and she to him and they were connected. He looked at Lan. Through Moiraine, he could feel him. "That's odd," he muttered. Lan burst out laughing, and Moiraine did to, after understanding why he was laughing.
They walked into Shayol-Ghul, and walked up to the Dark Ones prison.
Perrin lept at the Shadow-Spawn waving his axe, crushing them, killing them.
Forward Brother.
Faile grinned at him, and he at her.
"We move on!"
The Aes Sedai were startled at the wolves, and how much help they were. They liked them. One of the Browns jotted down notes while using the Power at the same time.
The Aiel smiled as the wolves joined them, they fought like them...they enjoyed their company. They would win this battle...from the stories passed down for generations, they knew, this would be the battle to win.
Rand set the Seal on the ground. "Are you ready?" He asked.
Everyone nodded. Mat hefted his spear up to his shoulder, Egwene gathered the Power in her, Lan drew his sword, Moiraine also gathered the Power, the Maidens and Rhurac drew their arrows and readied their spears, and Min drew a sword that Lan and him had been teaching her to use. Rand took the ter'angreal out of his pouch and tied it around his neck then he went into the void, not yet gathering the power. He saw Moiraine also making a necklace out of the ter'angreal.
"Here it goes," he said, and drawing Callandor above his shoulder, he drove the spear point into the seal, breaking it. The whole ground shook and the Dark One came to them...he was free.
All around the world people felt the world shaking, and drew their families closer...knowing the Dark One was free. People started muttering prayers, praying for their life, and sobbing on their husbands, wives, parents, and grandparents.
"So we meet face to face Lews Therin," He said.
"Enough!"
"Ah, so you just wish to fight well fine!" With that he drew the power, making a sword. Rand and Moiraine fought against him, Moiraine lashing out with the power. Lan drew his sword and charged at the Dark One, slashing his arm and spilling his blood all over. In return, Lan got hit, right above his right hip, and crashed to the ground. Another blow knocked him out.
As the Dark One was distracted, Rand threw fire at him, he knew not to use Balefire, and he jammed Callandor at him piercing his right side. In return he was struck and held in the air. Rand drew on the ter'angreal's and threw a shield between the Dark One and the Power.
"NOOOO!"
As he cried out Moiraine lashed out at him along with Rand. Moiraine used Fire and Water, drowning him and burning him at the same time, and Rand drove Callandor home.
"NoOoO!" The Dark One cried out as he died for the final time. As he fell, the Forsaken burst out from the prison behind him.
As the Dark One died, Rand's wound broke open, and he lost his grip on the Power. When he drew on it again, he gasped. There.Was.No.Taint. Saidan was clean! He tried to get up to fight and failed.
The Forsaken moaned as they found Saidan clean, and their master dead. Egwene wove weaves of air to hold them still. Mat and the Aiel drove their spears and arrows home.
Two of the Forsaken, a male and female, managed to throw a weave at Lan, why him it was unknown, to keep him down, until someone could undo the weave. Then they too were dead.
"Moiraine!" Rand croaked. "Heal me!"
Moiraine ran over to him, and laid her hands on his head: and he was Healed. Completely.
"Why didn't I die?"
"The Prophecies only said that your blood would be spilled, and look!"
He looked, his blood lay on the rocks of Shayol-Ghul.
"See?"
He blushed then laughed. "What's wrong with Lan?"
"He's...knocked out....we both must get through the Forsakens weaves...and then we can fully Heal him, and revive him."
Egwene rushed over. "Will he die?" She looked at Moiraine, not speaking her real question.
"Nynaeve will see him again, and bond him as her Warder, and he will live long."
Egwene let out a deep breath then ran over to Mat and hugged him.
"Is everyone ready to go to the battle?"
They nodded and Moiraine took of her strong cloak that she had been wearing, Light knows why, and put it gently under Lan. Then she, Rand, and some of the Aiel helped carry him out.
At the battle, all of the Eyeless either dropped down dead, or dying, or they could be simply killed with one strike. Trollocs fell down, howling among their dead, or they ran off only to be shot down by arrows. Darkfriends dropped to the ground shaking their head, crying and muttering to themselves only to be bound by Air or pierced by arrows.
The wolves – around 100 had died, which wasn't that bad – and maybe a few Aes Sedai or Warders. There hadn't been a lot of casualties on the good side, Rand hadn't let that battle last long.
Perrin got curious glances from the wolves and he just shrugged. He made his way over to Faile, who was knelt down petting a wolf.
"They say you are a good fighter," she said, making Perrin gawk at her.
"You, how...why, why didn't you tell me?"
"I saw no reason to," she said, shrugging as she got up scratching the wolf's head before he left. "Now, since it seems we are the only ones who didn't help Rand, lets go find them.
Rand walked out of Shayol-Ghul looking at the scene around him. There were dead, people – darkfriends – he was sure, Trollocs and Eyeless. Also, he noted, were some of the soldiers, a few hundred – if that – wolves, and some Aes Sedai and Warders...their casualties as low as the Aiel.
He met Faile and Perrin coming at them.
"What happened here?" He asked.
"They just...dropped dead or gave up hope to live. Light knows why."
"Must have been their connection to the bloody Dark One," Mat muttered.
"Whatever, but...know that this is over with, what do you say we gather everyone and go home?"
The group cheered.
"EVERYONE!" Rand yelled. "WE GO HOME WINNERS!"
Several cheers rose as those who were alive, and in condition to leave – the ones who weren't were being tended to by Aes Sedai – ran towards their home. Rand let them go home to their families, having only the Aiel and Aes Sedai with him.
That night when they made camp, Egwene drifted off to the World of Dreams, and met Elayne.
"How is Nynaeve?"
"Four days, exactly."
"Good."
"Did you win? Will you be home?"
"Yes...don't tell Nynaeve though."
"Have no fear! Are you going somewhere?"
"To celebrate." And with that she left the World of Dreams, to find Rand telling someone what had happened. She hurried to him.
"Rand, you, me, Mat, Moiraine, Lan, Perrin, Faile – we all have to be back at the White Tower...in four days."
"Why?"
"Nynaeve will be giving birth. But you don't know!" she hastily added the last part.
"I think we can fix something. Egwene, Lan's out cold, do you think you could help Moiraine with the weaves?"
"Sure!" she ran off to help Moiraine, and Rand soon joined her.
All around the World, there was a feeling of safety. The Dark Ones gone! – was the murmur that escaped peoples lips. Men who could channel, almost one in every family, now, probbed at the Source and jumped up and down in glee, finding no taint. Those men, the ones who knew Rand screamed. "He did it! Bloody Al'Thor did it!"
There were defiantly Changes in Time now.
Okay....REMINDEER....THIS IS NOT THE LAST CHAPTER! I REPEAT...NOT THE LAST CHAPTER got that...now this took me all day and I have some things to say.
Neela, Nightdweller: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. It was long! Just like you wanted. And Nightdweller...almost ready for those little Lans or Nynaeves to run around (nooo I'm not saying whats what ! HAH)
FantasyTraveler: AU's...if they didn't follow the book, wouldn't it be a book and not a fanfic. And I'm sorry, but I don't know the Prophecies that well, they can be taken wrong, used in another way...I'm gona use the bloody Prophecies the way I wana and if you don't like it DON'T READ IT!
Like someone once said in their disclaimer- The Ring of Tamyrlin, to be exact – if I owned WOT what would I have to worship? (Credit to Ring of Tamyrlin)
A/n—sorry it took soooooooo long I needed to find out everthing.......oh...Callandor...anyone notice its Call-Andor? Hah....
Chapter 19: The Last Battle: Part 2 – To Shayol-Ghul Itself
The hero's from tales in different ages met up with Rand and his Protectors; they then branched off, some joining him, some joining the others for the fighting. Onward they all charged through the Blight and the Blasted Lands. Rand waved Callandor wildly ahead...clearing a path through the blight. They got closer and wolves started joining the midst. Rand looked over to Perrin, and suddenly understood why he wasn't fighting with him.
The wolves mingled around with the Aiel, Aes Sedai, and other soldiers, a larger group was around Perrin. We're ready, brother. They said. A surprise was when Elias came out of the trees too, with the wolves, and joined Perrin, grinning.
Rand was startled when a group joined his small group. One of them looked up at him, the leader, and he nodded, acknowledging them.
Rand, and the other Aes Sedai – and the Warders – felt something foul. "Ready yourselves!" Rand called them.
Egwene saw a glow surround all the Aes-Sedai, and knew that a glow surrounded her too. Rand shivered, knowing that everyone who could, was channeling. He fingered the little statue, one of two of the most powerful ter'angreal made. He knew Moiraine had the other. He gave it to her. They were going to link, at the entrance of Shayol-Ghul.
They continued on and Shadow-Spawn filed out of the trees. He heard the cries of fighting, the booms of the power hitting, the snarls of wolves. He continued forward, Callandor keeping his path clear. His group rushed onward and made it to Shayol-Ghul, with not much problem.
"Are you ready Rand?" Moiraine asked.
"Ready," He answered as he took a deep breath.
He channeled some flows to her, and she to him and they were connected. He looked at Lan. Through Moiraine, he could feel him. "That's odd," he muttered. Lan burst out laughing, and Moiraine did to, after understanding why he was laughing.
They walked into Shayol-Ghul, and walked up to the Dark Ones prison.
Perrin lept at the Shadow-Spawn waving his axe, crushing them, killing them.
Forward Brother.
Faile grinned at him, and he at her.
"We move on!"
The Aes Sedai were startled at the wolves, and how much help they were. They liked them. One of the Browns jotted down notes while using the Power at the same time.
The Aiel smiled as the wolves joined them, they fought like them...they enjoyed their company. They would win this battle...from the stories passed down for generations, they knew, this would be the battle to win.
Rand set the Seal on the ground. "Are you ready?" He asked.
Everyone nodded. Mat hefted his spear up to his shoulder, Egwene gathered the Power in her, Lan drew his sword, Moiraine also gathered the Power, the Maidens and Rhurac drew their arrows and readied their spears, and Min drew a sword that Lan and him had been teaching her to use. Rand took the ter'angreal out of his pouch and tied it around his neck then he went into the void, not yet gathering the power. He saw Moiraine also making a necklace out of the ter'angreal.
"Here it goes," he said, and drawing Callandor above his shoulder, he drove the spear point into the seal, breaking it. The whole ground shook and the Dark One came to them...he was free.
All around the world people felt the world shaking, and drew their families closer...knowing the Dark One was free. People started muttering prayers, praying for their life, and sobbing on their husbands, wives, parents, and grandparents.
"So we meet face to face Lews Therin," He said.
"Enough!"
"Ah, so you just wish to fight well fine!" With that he drew the power, making a sword. Rand and Moiraine fought against him, Moiraine lashing out with the power. Lan drew his sword and charged at the Dark One, slashing his arm and spilling his blood all over. In return, Lan got hit, right above his right hip, and crashed to the ground. Another blow knocked him out.
As the Dark One was distracted, Rand threw fire at him, he knew not to use Balefire, and he jammed Callandor at him piercing his right side. In return he was struck and held in the air. Rand drew on the ter'angreal's and threw a shield between the Dark One and the Power.
"NOOOO!"
As he cried out Moiraine lashed out at him along with Rand. Moiraine used Fire and Water, drowning him and burning him at the same time, and Rand drove Callandor home.
"NoOoO!" The Dark One cried out as he died for the final time. As he fell, the Forsaken burst out from the prison behind him.
As the Dark One died, Rand's wound broke open, and he lost his grip on the Power. When he drew on it again, he gasped. There.Was.No.Taint. Saidan was clean! He tried to get up to fight and failed.
The Forsaken moaned as they found Saidan clean, and their master dead. Egwene wove weaves of air to hold them still. Mat and the Aiel drove their spears and arrows home.
Two of the Forsaken, a male and female, managed to throw a weave at Lan, why him it was unknown, to keep him down, until someone could undo the weave. Then they too were dead.
"Moiraine!" Rand croaked. "Heal me!"
Moiraine ran over to him, and laid her hands on his head: and he was Healed. Completely.
"Why didn't I die?"
"The Prophecies only said that your blood would be spilled, and look!"
He looked, his blood lay on the rocks of Shayol-Ghul.
"See?"
He blushed then laughed. "What's wrong with Lan?"
"He's...knocked out....we both must get through the Forsakens weaves...and then we can fully Heal him, and revive him."
Egwene rushed over. "Will he die?" She looked at Moiraine, not speaking her real question.
"Nynaeve will see him again, and bond him as her Warder, and he will live long."
Egwene let out a deep breath then ran over to Mat and hugged him.
"Is everyone ready to go to the battle?"
They nodded and Moiraine took of her strong cloak that she had been wearing, Light knows why, and put it gently under Lan. Then she, Rand, and some of the Aiel helped carry him out.
At the battle, all of the Eyeless either dropped down dead, or dying, or they could be simply killed with one strike. Trollocs fell down, howling among their dead, or they ran off only to be shot down by arrows. Darkfriends dropped to the ground shaking their head, crying and muttering to themselves only to be bound by Air or pierced by arrows.
The wolves – around 100 had died, which wasn't that bad – and maybe a few Aes Sedai or Warders. There hadn't been a lot of casualties on the good side, Rand hadn't let that battle last long.
Perrin got curious glances from the wolves and he just shrugged. He made his way over to Faile, who was knelt down petting a wolf.
"They say you are a good fighter," she said, making Perrin gawk at her.
"You, how...why, why didn't you tell me?"
"I saw no reason to," she said, shrugging as she got up scratching the wolf's head before he left. "Now, since it seems we are the only ones who didn't help Rand, lets go find them.
Rand walked out of Shayol-Ghul looking at the scene around him. There were dead, people – darkfriends – he was sure, Trollocs and Eyeless. Also, he noted, were some of the soldiers, a few hundred – if that – wolves, and some Aes Sedai and Warders...their casualties as low as the Aiel.
He met Faile and Perrin coming at them.
"What happened here?" He asked.
"They just...dropped dead or gave up hope to live. Light knows why."
"Must have been their connection to the bloody Dark One," Mat muttered.
"Whatever, but...know that this is over with, what do you say we gather everyone and go home?"
The group cheered.
"EVERYONE!" Rand yelled. "WE GO HOME WINNERS!"
Several cheers rose as those who were alive, and in condition to leave – the ones who weren't were being tended to by Aes Sedai – ran towards their home. Rand let them go home to their families, having only the Aiel and Aes Sedai with him.
That night when they made camp, Egwene drifted off to the World of Dreams, and met Elayne.
"How is Nynaeve?"
"Four days, exactly."
"Good."
"Did you win? Will you be home?"
"Yes...don't tell Nynaeve though."
"Have no fear! Are you going somewhere?"
"To celebrate." And with that she left the World of Dreams, to find Rand telling someone what had happened. She hurried to him.
"Rand, you, me, Mat, Moiraine, Lan, Perrin, Faile – we all have to be back at the White Tower...in four days."
"Why?"
"Nynaeve will be giving birth. But you don't know!" she hastily added the last part.
"I think we can fix something. Egwene, Lan's out cold, do you think you could help Moiraine with the weaves?"
"Sure!" she ran off to help Moiraine, and Rand soon joined her.
All around the World, there was a feeling of safety. The Dark Ones gone! – was the murmur that escaped peoples lips. Men who could channel, almost one in every family, now, probbed at the Source and jumped up and down in glee, finding no taint. Those men, the ones who knew Rand screamed. "He did it! Bloody Al'Thor did it!"
There were defiantly Changes in Time now.
Okay....REMINDEER....THIS IS NOT THE LAST CHAPTER! I REPEAT...NOT THE LAST CHAPTER got that...now this took me all day and I have some things to say.
Neela, Nightdweller: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. It was long! Just like you wanted. And Nightdweller...almost ready for those little Lans or Nynaeves to run around (nooo I'm not saying whats what ! HAH)
FantasyTraveler: AU's...if they didn't follow the book, wouldn't it be a book and not a fanfic. And I'm sorry, but I don't know the Prophecies that well, they can be taken wrong, used in another way...I'm gona use the bloody Prophecies the way I wana and if you don't like it DON'T READ IT!