***Saw that I had a few questions about the storyline. I'll try to answer
as best I can. I'm not really confining myself to the new or old series.
I'd like to think I am incorporating plots and character developments from
both. Does that make sense? Anyway, if there are any more questions, feel
free to post them in the reviews and I will do what I can to answer them.
Disclaimer in Chapter One.
CHAPTER 16
The cold, stone walls of Grayskull seemed to be alive again. The Sorceress could feel the energy in the air. But as much as she wanted to revel in what she knew was destiny, finally coming to pass, she knew the path that lay ahead would be a rocky one.
She knew the prince would soon return, but for all of her power, knowledge and capabilities, she did not know when and how. She was frustrated that she could feel it but she could learn no more from her abilities, from the vast powers of Grayskull, than that.
But then, she didn't possess the power of the elders, either.
It was a question she had battled in her mind for what seemed to be an eternity. But finally, after so long, the answer seemed to dawn on her, like a dark cloud fading from the sky.
Her power was limited, but perhaps now that Adora knew of the missing piece in her life, she could utilize the magic of a sibling bond and the power of the elders to find him.
She sighed. She knew that would be easier said than done. Adora was heartbroken; the Sorceress felt her confusion and anger. Her feelings were understandable, but she would have to find a way to work through them quickly in order to bring the prince home.
The Sorceress picked up the second sword once again and closed her eyes.
"It is time," she whispered to herself.
The silence of the castle was quickly broken as the sound of the jaw bridge rattled through the corridors. Minutes later, the princess stormed into the dark throne room. Her eyes were bloodshot, her nose and cheeks burned crimson.
The Sorceress looked upon her with maternal love and descended the stairs so to be face to face with the young woman.
Adora stared at her coldly but did not say a word. The Sorceress approached her with her arms open, ready to take her into an embrace. Adora, however, did not feel that she needed a hug.
"You bitch!" she cried as her hand flew across the Sorceress's face, taking her completely off guard and knocking her to the floor.
Adora instantly regretted her action but didn't show it. Her chest heaved as her body was once again racked with sobs. Despite her unstoppable tears, she stayed her ground, hands clenched at her sides.
"You knew! All along and you never told me!"
Despite the blow she had just been dealt, the Sorceress looked at Adora with compassion. She stood and once again tried to embrace her but Adora pulled back sharply.
"Don't touch me!" she roared as she tried to compose herself. After several minutes of silence between the two women, she finally spoke again.
"How could you have kept this from me?" she whimpered. "Am I nothing more than a pawn to you?"
That was a knife to the Sorceress's heart. While she was not Adora's mother, she very much considered her like a daughter to her. She was as proud of her accomplishments as she was Teela's. She knew the only way for Adora to understand was to see.
Without a word, she handed Adora the second sword. Adora stared at it for a moment and then, as if clarity finally got the better of her, she looked at the Sorceress.
"I was not meant to be the only champion of Grayskull, was I?" she asked, taking the sword slowly from the Sorceress, who nodded silently.
"We searched the universe for many years trying to find him, Adora," she turned her back to the princess. "Your parents, Man-At-Arms and myself did everything we could. But for all of our efforts, we found nothing but more heartache. And as you grew older, both Man-At-Arms and I both knew our focus had to be to prepare you for the enormity of your responsibilities."
She turned to the young woman again, but this time, it was the Sorceress who had tears in her eyes.
"You were not meant to fight this battle alone, Adora. In fact, I had believed..I still believe, that Adam is the key to ending the ongoing battle that is slowly destroying our planet."
Adora was speechless. She stared at the sword again and gripped the handle tightly.
"Adam can bring peace to Eternia?" she whispered. Her facial expression changed from sadness to anger once more and she glared at the Sorceress.
"If you believed Adam was the one, the ONLY ONE, who could destroy Skeletor, that means all of my work, everything I have sacrificed, has been in vain," she said coldly. "I WAS nothing more than a pawn!"
The Sorceress smiled at Adora and touched her face. This time, however, Adora did not move away.
"No, my child," she said. "You have been Eternia's hope. It's only chance against the forces of evil. And you have done magnificently, as I always believed you would."
Adora softened a bit and averted her eyes away.
"I know what the burden of your responsibility has cost you," the Sorceress continued. "I feel your anguish too, more than you'll ever know."
Her hand dropped from Adora's face to the sword. The Sorceress covered Adora's hand with hers around the handle.
"A new chapter is about to begin Adora," she reassured as she began to left the sword and Adora's arm into the air. "Together, we will find the prince and bestow upon him his birthright."
Adora stared at the sword she was now holding high in the air.
"How?" she breathed.
The Sorceress smiled.
"By the power of Grayskull, Adora. We will bring Adam home."
The two women were engulfed in light and mystic energy filled the room. Adora closed her eyes and gave herself over to the mystic connection being formed between her and the Sorceress.
Wondrous images appeared in her head. Images of being a fetus in the womb. Images of infancy. Images of Eternia in chaos. Images of the Horde. Images of a strange, beautiful place with flowing, lush trees and magical creatures. Images of darkness and despair. Images of death. Images of rebirth. Images of family. Images of love.
And the last image she saw before the power faded was that of a young blonde man, handsome and strong, with eyes identical to hers, standing in front of Grayskull, engulfed in light as he held the sword-his sword-aloft.
The energy came to a deafening halt and the two women fell to the ground. The sword also fell to the ground and clanged loudly on the floor. The Sorceress, wide-eyed, looked at it as Adora reached over and took her hand again. The two women stared at each other before Adora finally broke the silence.
"I've found him," she said, laughing through the tears streaming down her face. "He's here, Sorceress. At this very moment, my brother is on Eternia."
Disclaimer in Chapter One.
CHAPTER 16
The cold, stone walls of Grayskull seemed to be alive again. The Sorceress could feel the energy in the air. But as much as she wanted to revel in what she knew was destiny, finally coming to pass, she knew the path that lay ahead would be a rocky one.
She knew the prince would soon return, but for all of her power, knowledge and capabilities, she did not know when and how. She was frustrated that she could feel it but she could learn no more from her abilities, from the vast powers of Grayskull, than that.
But then, she didn't possess the power of the elders, either.
It was a question she had battled in her mind for what seemed to be an eternity. But finally, after so long, the answer seemed to dawn on her, like a dark cloud fading from the sky.
Her power was limited, but perhaps now that Adora knew of the missing piece in her life, she could utilize the magic of a sibling bond and the power of the elders to find him.
She sighed. She knew that would be easier said than done. Adora was heartbroken; the Sorceress felt her confusion and anger. Her feelings were understandable, but she would have to find a way to work through them quickly in order to bring the prince home.
The Sorceress picked up the second sword once again and closed her eyes.
"It is time," she whispered to herself.
The silence of the castle was quickly broken as the sound of the jaw bridge rattled through the corridors. Minutes later, the princess stormed into the dark throne room. Her eyes were bloodshot, her nose and cheeks burned crimson.
The Sorceress looked upon her with maternal love and descended the stairs so to be face to face with the young woman.
Adora stared at her coldly but did not say a word. The Sorceress approached her with her arms open, ready to take her into an embrace. Adora, however, did not feel that she needed a hug.
"You bitch!" she cried as her hand flew across the Sorceress's face, taking her completely off guard and knocking her to the floor.
Adora instantly regretted her action but didn't show it. Her chest heaved as her body was once again racked with sobs. Despite her unstoppable tears, she stayed her ground, hands clenched at her sides.
"You knew! All along and you never told me!"
Despite the blow she had just been dealt, the Sorceress looked at Adora with compassion. She stood and once again tried to embrace her but Adora pulled back sharply.
"Don't touch me!" she roared as she tried to compose herself. After several minutes of silence between the two women, she finally spoke again.
"How could you have kept this from me?" she whimpered. "Am I nothing more than a pawn to you?"
That was a knife to the Sorceress's heart. While she was not Adora's mother, she very much considered her like a daughter to her. She was as proud of her accomplishments as she was Teela's. She knew the only way for Adora to understand was to see.
Without a word, she handed Adora the second sword. Adora stared at it for a moment and then, as if clarity finally got the better of her, she looked at the Sorceress.
"I was not meant to be the only champion of Grayskull, was I?" she asked, taking the sword slowly from the Sorceress, who nodded silently.
"We searched the universe for many years trying to find him, Adora," she turned her back to the princess. "Your parents, Man-At-Arms and myself did everything we could. But for all of our efforts, we found nothing but more heartache. And as you grew older, both Man-At-Arms and I both knew our focus had to be to prepare you for the enormity of your responsibilities."
She turned to the young woman again, but this time, it was the Sorceress who had tears in her eyes.
"You were not meant to fight this battle alone, Adora. In fact, I had believed..I still believe, that Adam is the key to ending the ongoing battle that is slowly destroying our planet."
Adora was speechless. She stared at the sword again and gripped the handle tightly.
"Adam can bring peace to Eternia?" she whispered. Her facial expression changed from sadness to anger once more and she glared at the Sorceress.
"If you believed Adam was the one, the ONLY ONE, who could destroy Skeletor, that means all of my work, everything I have sacrificed, has been in vain," she said coldly. "I WAS nothing more than a pawn!"
The Sorceress smiled at Adora and touched her face. This time, however, Adora did not move away.
"No, my child," she said. "You have been Eternia's hope. It's only chance against the forces of evil. And you have done magnificently, as I always believed you would."
Adora softened a bit and averted her eyes away.
"I know what the burden of your responsibility has cost you," the Sorceress continued. "I feel your anguish too, more than you'll ever know."
Her hand dropped from Adora's face to the sword. The Sorceress covered Adora's hand with hers around the handle.
"A new chapter is about to begin Adora," she reassured as she began to left the sword and Adora's arm into the air. "Together, we will find the prince and bestow upon him his birthright."
Adora stared at the sword she was now holding high in the air.
"How?" she breathed.
The Sorceress smiled.
"By the power of Grayskull, Adora. We will bring Adam home."
The two women were engulfed in light and mystic energy filled the room. Adora closed her eyes and gave herself over to the mystic connection being formed between her and the Sorceress.
Wondrous images appeared in her head. Images of being a fetus in the womb. Images of infancy. Images of Eternia in chaos. Images of the Horde. Images of a strange, beautiful place with flowing, lush trees and magical creatures. Images of darkness and despair. Images of death. Images of rebirth. Images of family. Images of love.
And the last image she saw before the power faded was that of a young blonde man, handsome and strong, with eyes identical to hers, standing in front of Grayskull, engulfed in light as he held the sword-his sword-aloft.
The energy came to a deafening halt and the two women fell to the ground. The sword also fell to the ground and clanged loudly on the floor. The Sorceress, wide-eyed, looked at it as Adora reached over and took her hand again. The two women stared at each other before Adora finally broke the silence.
"I've found him," she said, laughing through the tears streaming down her face. "He's here, Sorceress. At this very moment, my brother is on Eternia."