Just wanted to say thanx to the people who have been reviewing my story so far. I like the suggestions, so bear with me as I 'modify' things a little bit...
In the realm of the Council, black smoke filled the already dark room as a sinister looking man appeared, slightly confused about his new location. He looked at the five members of the Council, sneering. He then saw Thanos hovering above them, trapped in the strange red light. He recognized Thanos immediately; they had met some five hundred years ago.
"Where am I?" the man asked, quickly examining his surroundings. "What is this place?"
"Matthias White," Anamalech said. "Welcome to the year 2000."
"2000?" Matthias asked. "Is this some sort of joke?"
"No," Thanos said from his prison. "They have used me to bring you from your time. It..."
"Silence!" Ardad ordered. "Matthias, I admit that we did use Thanos to bring you here. However, the reason is of the utmost importance."
"Why do you summon me outside of my time?" Matthias asked. "And what do you call yourselves?"
"We are the Council of Evil," Andras said. "We are the most powerful beings of evil in existence, because of you."
"Because of me?" Matthias asked.
"Believe it or not," Tenebrion continued, ignoring Matthias' question, "you were actually summoned by your latest descendants, who are good witches."
"Good witches!?" Matthias exclaimed as his eyes glowed a fierce red. "My descendants are good witches? How can that be?"
"The Prophecy is coming true," Mastiphal said. Upon hearing Mastiphal's words, Matthias yelled in a furious rage and the air around him began to smoke.
"Where are they?" Matthias demanded.
"You will find them in a place called 'college,'" Andras said. "Find them and kill them. They are new to the Craft, so they will pose no threat to you."
"And," Tenebrion added, "killing them will end the Prophecy and restore your reputation as the most powerful warlock of your time."
William stood in the dormitory room, confused. His body was no longer transparent, but now solid. James had given him a pair of his clothes so that he would look more normal. Now he was left with Wesley; the other two had class.
"So you think that the Angel of Death is being...detained?" Wesley asked skeptically.
"For lack of a better word," William replied, "yes. He delivers souls to the Beyond. Without him, nobody will die. The gates between life and death have been closed."
"Interesting," Wesley said, scratching his head. "Let me ask you this; can you tell me who my father is? You know, my real father?"
"I can," William said, "but I will not. I was asked not to tell you."
"Why?" Wesley whined.
"It is your destiny to find out yourself," William said.
"Stupid destiny," Wesley muttered to himself. "Who the hell makes up these stupid rules?"
"So," William said, "your power is stopping time? A great power, indeed. It saved me from a lot of demons."
"You have...uh, had...the same power as me?" Wesley asked. "I like it a lot, but it seems to be completely defensive, you know? I mean, I can't really do anything with it. Jimmy can throw people across the room. I need something like that. Then maybe I wouldn't be so scared all the time."
"Your powers were not given to you at random," William explained. "They were given to each of you for a reason. They complement your personality. And believe it or not, they will change as you adapt to them."
"Change?" Wesley asked. "How?"
"At first," William said, "I could freeze time. Then, as I worked on my power, I became able to freeze whole places. Eventually, my powers advanced to the point where I could not only stop time, but explode things as well. Your power works by slowing molecules to the point where they stop moving. By speeding them up, you cause them to explode."
"Yeah!" Wesley said. "That's what I want!"
"Your powers are unique," William said. "That happened for me. You are different. Your powers may advance differently."
"Turn on the news!" Matthew shouted, walking into the room. "You won't believe it!"
From the Doc: What won't they believe? I'm sorry to say y'all might have to wait for a couple days while I figure out what exactly it is that they won't believe! Sorry, but that's the way writing goes! Meanwhile, feel free to read the prequel to this story, "A Complete Beginning," and review that one! Cheers!
