Chapter 2
Discoveries
"Something's were destined by fate to be done, this was not one of them..."
"Miss Lina, please go in my place, search Rezo's library for Zelgadis' cure! I have ordered the people that after you get there to pack every book he owned and to bring it to the Seyrune palace so that when Zelgadis returns we can show him them. But while you're there, please start researching, I want you to ensure that nothing goes wrong."
"You want Lina to keep things from going wrong? You're funny." Gourry promptly was introduced to Lina's fist. "Oww..."
"Sure Amelia, I'll do it."
Two Weeks Later...
"YAWN... This is so boring. So far I've found notes to how to make a copy... and how to make Chimera's, one hundred ways to cure blindness..." she trailed off, talking to herself was not a good sign for her sanity.
"Inverse - Sama, we have gathered the last load of books and tomorrow we will be ready to travel." John, the red haired man who found the library, came into her tent. "Have you found anything yet?"
"No, nothing...."
"Well in the morning be prepared to head to Seyrune..." with that he left the tent and left her to her thoughts.
"I might as well go see if there is something else...." she left her tent and went over to the site and levitated herself down into the dank hole. A light spell immediately went off and she began searching the pretty much barren room.
"Empty... yup." ten minutes of searching told her that the workers had missed nothing. "The only thing they left was you." she looked up to the Rezo headpiece, which stayed silent. "Yeah, yeah, yeah..." she picked up a small stone and flicked it at the headpiece, the stone hit the target and rebounded off with a hallow clang.
Blink blink.
Clang?
That sounded awfully hallow... She went over to the headpiece and floated up to knock her fist against it. Yup, hallow. "Hmm why are you hallow?" she placed her hands on the underside of each shoulder guard and lifted up... There was a wall behind it. The headpiece in her hands was heavy, and not easy to hold. "You're... ungh, heavy..." she tried resetting her grasp on it, but it slipped from her gloved hands easily and fell to the dusty emerald floor, shattering at the impact.
Loud echoes resounded through the room, magnified by the sheer emptiness of it, effectively deafening her for a brief moment. "Oww..." she looked down to the shattered pieces, and among them was a book.
"Nani kore?" she flew down and gathered the book in her hands. It was in good condition, though the paper was yellowed. There were three circles entwining each other on the cover, with a figure of a lady in the middle of them.
"Curiouser and Curiouser..." she flipped open the book and saw writing in runes. The same kind of runes that the Claire Bible had been written in.
"What..." her voice trailed off and she sat herself down and leaned against a bookshelf, the light spell hovering over her shoulder.
"There has not been a time in creation where someone has not wished for the ability to change the past, I through a magical accident, have found that it is possible to change the past. Though I learned it has great consequence. My name is Montague, while working on magical studies which I shall not name, for were I to, I would warp time worse than it already is, I discovered the ability to time travel.
During the end of casting this spell, instead of the desired result of what I had been aiming for, a crystal see through gate way seemed to rip open in the middle of air. In it I could see trees, a forest, and clear skies. Not one to just leap in, I started experimenting with my mistake.
It took a year for me to finally brave the ultimate test; I was to go through it myself. I had learned that things going through this gate could not come back, by sending in animals. With me I brought magic supplies, and other such things, magic books, and the clothing on my back, my life had been going down hill since my experimenting and was becoming more and more dangerous to do. Several low level demons had attacked my laboratory, and killed one of my co-workers. Now there were wards and spells protecting me.
Deciding to take with me my knowledge and life, I went through, leaving a letter of explanation to my friends who worked with me. I didn't realize that by entering that portal my letter was not needed.
As I entered I came through onto an open road, night stars, chilly air filled my senses. Where was I? As I reached the town, it seemed more primitive then the poorest buildings we had back where I had come from. As I looked into one of the three shops they had, I realized that the only words, which there was little of, were in the primitive dialect of our language.
Sleeping out on the street my first night was uncomfortable, but when I awoke, it was to people surrounding me. Looking at me in curiousness, suspicion and some in hostility.
"Who are you stranger?" one man said to me.
As I looked at the people before me I realized that their clothes... were of ancestors past.
"I am... Scott of Montague." I stood up grabbing my large bag that I had been sleeping on. At this they backed up a step.
"Where are you from that you sleep in the street yet you're clothes are regal?" Another man looked at me evenly with his brown eyes.
"A stranger from a land, I mean you no harm. I am not sure where I am, or what year it is for that matter... I have been secluded for a long time. On my own." I added.
After many questions and a week in their simple small town, I found myself to be almost two thousand years into my past. Before Shabranigdo's destruction by the Sorceress Luna. Which was one thousand, five hundred years before me. She was a legendary sorceress who had battled evil that threatened to overwhelm the world. But I will not go into what MY history was, for what it was, because of my merely BEING here, it is no longer..."
Lina took a breath and rested her head against the shelf; "This is a journal of something VERY strange..."
She flipped through it some more and near the end the magical process of going into the past was shown. "Oh that's wonderful, give us the way into the past without having a way back..." she flipped through it some more and there were the words, 'Reversal, To Go Back'.
Before the spell and the way of going back was told, there was more of his handwriting. "I did find my way back to the 'future' but when I had returned it was so drastically changed that I knew nothing of it. A week of staying there showed me this. In the history books I learned that instead of Luna having destroyed Shabranigdo, her, sister, that had never existed before, Lina Inverse, had done so. Along with her companions, Zelgadis Greywords, grandson of some great Red Priest, and Gourry Gabrieve. Finding myself in confusion I recast the spell and threw myself back into the past, only to find myself in a time further then when I had first done the spell, but before Shabranigdo.
It took a year in one village before a Priest entered the village. He was interested in me because of rumors and stories, and when he came, I confessed my whole story to him, and admitted of what had happened, future be damned, I than said I would give him this book after I made one final entry, this entry. I had found the way back, but I would not go, I have entrusted this to Rezo, the Red Priest, to guard this book. He promised to hide it and never to reproduce copies or to let others see it. This is my last entry, how to return from the past, but you may not want to, after he has left with this book, I will kill myself, I have destroyed the natural order of time, I should never have done such a foolish thing.
- Scott of Montague"
Lina re-read the entry and shuddered. If what Montague had said was true, because he went into the past, was the reason why she existed in an indirect way. But really... Her sister fighting Shabranigdo? She refused to even fight Dark Star!
This book was enitrely too creepy. But still... She studied the book for two hours before her light spell went out leaving her in the dark. What was she going to do about this?
She had the ability to change the past, the future, and the present, in her very hands. And she knew of many things she wished she could change. But wasn't it safer leaving things as they were? Wasn't it better?
She closed her eyes, trying to think of answers, but came up with nothing but chaos...
Author Notes: Montague is pronounced - Mon-ta-hue