Eriol evaded, "I left it in the British Museum..."
"Why there," Yon asked.
"If you were going to hide something," Te answered, "Hide it in plain sight, right?"
"Something like that..."
Hiraki lit up a cigarette, he was very un-amused by the boy's unnatural playfulness. Eriol watched the flame in the blonde's hands for a long while, shivered, then grabbed the cigarette out of the dark-sinned male's mouth, "You really shouldn't smoke, it will stunt your growth..."
"What?"
Yon asked, "I hate to be a wet blanket, the fly on the wall intended to fill in things... but what actually motivated you to place something that powerful in the British Museum..."
"I already said that..."
Te pouted.
"Oh shut up, demon," Meiling sniped, "Let us get it over with..."
"You want to make something of it?"
Te's ears lay back ready for a fight.
"Now, now," Hiraki interceded, "Now, children behave..."
"I am no child," Eriol took offense to that word, "If you like to know, Miss Yon. I was inspired by a joke..."
"A joke? It figures with you..."
"But we have no time for jokes," Te said grabbing their hands leading them right to the museum.
"How did you know?"
"My world, Yon, also has an England..."
Picking up a very rusted key, with a small gold sun atop it, Eriol smiled. He nodded to himself, "Good, right were it was left... the last thing, I would want is it falling into the wrong hands, hands like "his"... shiver...I know "he" is watching, so I have to be careful what I say..."
"What gibberish are you talking about now?"
Meiling demanded, "All I see is some old piece of junk..."
"I call upon the powers of the day and the night! I invoke thee, IAO, that thou will send HRU, the great Angel that is set over the operation of this Secret Wisdom, to lay his hand invisibly on these consecrated cards of art! Sun and darkness, unleash your might! That thereby we may obtain true knowledge of hidden things. RELEASE ! To the glory of thy ineffable name. Amen
The key stretched out into a large sun-topped staff around him spun a magical circle with a horoscope and the Sephiroths of the Kabala. There was an unnatural glow...
Dark wings...
And now they found themselves on a new world...
THE WORLD OF JAPAN...
"What in the hell was that..."
Meiling demanded...
"A little magic left in this wand," he smiled hanging the key around his neck, "The chant?"
He whispered to Hiraki, "I borrowed from the other Eriols' staff Chant and "the Prayer of Iao," which maybe the inspiration for the word Clow..."