Children Of Thunder And Lighting by Markim
Disclaimer: I don't own Highlander or or any other amines/shows, the characters in this story are property of their respective owners. I only own my Original Character, Nic Methos, The God Of Lighting and Fire.
Please review and be kind.
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**: Thoughts
// : Telepathic communication
Chapter 3 - Remembrances
*Flashback*
Of Methos seeing him in similar attire standing in front of him upon the golden sands of a desert, with it, come the sense of a time long past. The golden rays of dawn playing over his body matched with the pure joy of being alive in his eyes, the warm in his eyes that matches the sun that held love and affection for Methos. A grace and intensity within him that sing of power, joy, pleasure and life that invoked the ideas that a god of sun and fire had chosen to appear on earth.
*End Flashback*
*Flashback*
Of Methos seeing him standing near the edge of the cliff while lightings and winds dances violently across the night-sky. Dark pleasures and blood lusts brightening his eyes as the twenty Quickening rushes into him together, the blood and bodies of hundreds of mortals and the twenty immortals ripped apart, the blood splattered over the surrounding and on his body, making him look primal, wild and powerful, a chaotic god of lighting and death, blood and darkness.
*End Flashback*
*Flashback*
Of Methos seeing him doing his katas on top of the raging waterfall, dancing across the furious currents with such grace. His sword and him are one in this place of water and wind. The rhythm, pace and types of the katas had shifted several times in the past hours yet they all have his distinctive style, its like each kata bring out a different aspect of him out. Baring his soul and self out, setting it free to resonance with nature around him. He is the child of Lighting and Fire yet Water and Wind love him too as they joined him in his dance. He seems like leashed lighting, beautiful, deadly and powerful.
*End Flashback*
*Flashback*
Of Methos seeing him caressing the face of his High Priest so gently, the sorrow in his eyes for the death of his High Priest. The impression of sorrow tempted by renewed joy as his High Priest's soul raised from his dead body as a golden shimmering ball of energy to lay rest on the palm of his hand, fitting it perfectly. Raising Seth's soul nearer to his face, he gently placed his kiss on Seth's soul and a white dragon of light was formed within the soul. Methos can feel the power that flow in the kiss, enough to make souls and spirits flesh, yet it was the love for his High Priest, Seth's returning love for his God and to his soul's mate and their Ka that make it magnificence.
*End Flashback*
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Author's Note:
Hi Readers,
The last remembrance is related to my other fic "Awakening Of A God". If you are interested, please go and take a look and leave a review.
Disclaimer: I don't own Highlander or or any other amines/shows, the characters in this story are property of their respective owners. I only own my Original Character, Nic Methos, The God Of Lighting and Fire.
Please review and be kind.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------
**: Thoughts
// : Telepathic communication
Chapter 3 - Remembrances
*Flashback*
Of Methos seeing him in similar attire standing in front of him upon the golden sands of a desert, with it, come the sense of a time long past. The golden rays of dawn playing over his body matched with the pure joy of being alive in his eyes, the warm in his eyes that matches the sun that held love and affection for Methos. A grace and intensity within him that sing of power, joy, pleasure and life that invoked the ideas that a god of sun and fire had chosen to appear on earth.
*End Flashback*
*Flashback*
Of Methos seeing him standing near the edge of the cliff while lightings and winds dances violently across the night-sky. Dark pleasures and blood lusts brightening his eyes as the twenty Quickening rushes into him together, the blood and bodies of hundreds of mortals and the twenty immortals ripped apart, the blood splattered over the surrounding and on his body, making him look primal, wild and powerful, a chaotic god of lighting and death, blood and darkness.
*End Flashback*
*Flashback*
Of Methos seeing him doing his katas on top of the raging waterfall, dancing across the furious currents with such grace. His sword and him are one in this place of water and wind. The rhythm, pace and types of the katas had shifted several times in the past hours yet they all have his distinctive style, its like each kata bring out a different aspect of him out. Baring his soul and self out, setting it free to resonance with nature around him. He is the child of Lighting and Fire yet Water and Wind love him too as they joined him in his dance. He seems like leashed lighting, beautiful, deadly and powerful.
*End Flashback*
*Flashback*
Of Methos seeing him caressing the face of his High Priest so gently, the sorrow in his eyes for the death of his High Priest. The impression of sorrow tempted by renewed joy as his High Priest's soul raised from his dead body as a golden shimmering ball of energy to lay rest on the palm of his hand, fitting it perfectly. Raising Seth's soul nearer to his face, he gently placed his kiss on Seth's soul and a white dragon of light was formed within the soul. Methos can feel the power that flow in the kiss, enough to make souls and spirits flesh, yet it was the love for his High Priest, Seth's returning love for his God and to his soul's mate and their Ka that make it magnificence.
*End Flashback*
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Author's Note:
Hi Readers,
The last remembrance is related to my other fic "Awakening Of A God". If you are interested, please go and take a look and leave a review.