1Prophesy of the Dreamfinder

Disclaimer: Same as before…I also don't own the Mummy, which has its own crossover into this.

AN: I figured a tip-off to Moulin Rogue was in order, considering I'd watched it an hour ago. I also invented Christian's last name, since it wasn't given.

"All the supplies are on board." Vinny reported to Kolopak.

"And I guess all of those cherry smoke bombs you made are disposed of." Kolopak said, with a withering glare.

"Every last one of them." Vinny said, sadly.

"Good, now I…" Kolopak replied before being interrupted.

"GAH!" came a shout from the rec room and both of them raced into the room in time to see Andy sitting at one of the chairs with a half eaten cupcake in his right hand and red smoke issuing from it. He had a very sour expression on his face, which contrasted to the peals of laughter Prue had let out.

"I told you to shake the cherry first before you ate it." Prue said, between gasps for air.

"What kind of deranged lunatic makes a smoke bomb that looks like a piece of fruit?" Andy asked.

"This deranged lunatic." Prue replied, wiping tears of laughter from her eyes. She couldn't help but laugh at Andy's face, stained with reddish dust and his slightly singed hair and eyebrows.

"Vinny…" Both Kolopak and Andy said.

"Uh-oh…" Vinny said and the Italian bomb maker turned and ran while Andy and Kolopak began chasing him all over the ship.

Godfrey walked into the room just then, with a folded piece of paper in his left hand. "Did I miss something?" Godfrey asked.

"Not really." Prue replied, "Just a repeat of the cherry smoke bomb incident."

"I should've smelled it in the air." Godfrey quipped.

"News from home?" Prue asked, indicating his letter.

Godfrey sighed, "Yes. This is from Daphne."

"How is she?" Prue asked.

"She's into her first trimester so far." Godfrey replied, "Complaining about morning sickness and the like."

"To be expected." Prue replied.

"Merrick's gotten himself a commission in the Army." Godfrey replied, "He's with the Mirbat Guides Regiment, as far as she knows."

"That's a name I really don't want to hear again." Prue quipped.

"Likewise." Godfrey replied, "He's gotten himself ahead in this world."

"So is Merrick still coming around to bug her?" Prue asked.

"No, he's stationed closer to the Burma frontier now. Mirat's at least eighty kilometers away from Mayapore." Godfrey replied, "And Daphne's moved to Rawapindi, another forty kilometers away from Mayapore."

"And Merrick doesn't know about it?" Prue smiled.

"He doesn't." Godfrey replied, "And I intend to keep it that way."

"It's a big Army." Prue noted.

"It is, but you'd be amazed at who you'll encounter at any post throughout the Empire." Godfrey replied.

"It still feels kind of weird," Prue said, "To keep hearing you refer to the British Empire. On my world it ended before I was born."

"What else is different about Britain on your world?" Godfrey asked.

"I'll tell you about it some time." Prue replied, "It would take all night for me to explain almost sixty years of British history on my world."

"So what are the chances of you running into Merrick?" Prue asked, "I mean after all, he's in India and you're over here."

"Who knows where they'll send units." Godfrey replied, "Mrs. York's oldest son was in the 1st Battalion, Pankot Rifles and they sent them to North Africa."

"Have you heard from your brother?" Prue asked, "I remember you mentioned him."

"He passed through Rawapindi, on the train to the coast. He's on his way over to England, to begin pilot training with the Royal Air Force." Godfrey replied.

At Godfrey's expression Prue knew what he was going through, "I feel the same way knowing my sisters are facing all kinds of threats without me to help them. As an older sibling you can't help but worry."

"A brother going to war does tend to worry one." Godfrey replied.

"Having sisters fighting demons and not being able to do a damn thing about it can worry you." Prue replied.

"I understand." Godfrey replied.

"You're just going to have to accept that your brother's a grown man and that he can and will make his own choices." Prue replied.

"It still doesn't make it easy." Godfrey replied.

"I know, I cringe every time I remember my sister Phoebe dates a demon…" Prue began, at Godfrey's raised eyebrow, "Long story."

"I thought you fight demons." Godfrey replied.

"He was sort of half-demon, under the guise of Belthazor and half man under the guise of Cole Turner." Prue replied, "Phoebe fell in love with him while he posed as a district attorney and stayed his lover after she found out…"

"OK, but wouldn't he have attempted to exploit that?" Godfrey asked.

"He did, at first, but he couldn't hurt Phoebe and began to help us." Prue replied, "I don't know what happened to him after I was killed and reincarnated."

"It seems that love has more power to it than we realize." Godfrey quipped, "And that's why the Bohemians believed in it."

"Truth, beauty, freedom, love." Prue replied.

"I did read the autobiography of the chap who wrote Spectacular Spectacular." Godfrey replied.

"Christian Fletcher." Prue replied, smiling, "It was one of my favorite books when I was in college. Phoebe kept borrowing it and kept forgetting to return it until I bought her a copy last Christmas."

"Bloody sad story though." Godfrey replied, "About how Satine died at the end…"

"You keep surprising me," Prue replied, "I expected you as the last person to read something from the Bohemian revolution. I always figured you as someone who reads classics all the time."

"Then you're missing the point." Godfrey replied, "The Ancient Greeks said a lot about balance. Spirit, mind, and body all must be balanced. I discovered that at university, where I used to do my fair share of boxing and some rugby on the side and competed in a footrace or two. Besides the Bohemians do have a thing or two to teach us about ideals, and what matters."

"I saw the movie when it came out in theaters…" Prue began, at Godfrey's curious look she added, "I keep forgetting. It's 2001 on my world, but it's still 1942 for you."

"It's quite alright." Godfrey said, "I wonder how I'd adjust if I had to live on your world."

"You'd have some interesting times." Prue replied.

"Not to mention I'd be short about six decades worth of knowledge." Godfrey replied.

"You'd just have to remember to drive on the right side of the road." Prue replied.

"But we do drive on the right side of the road." Godfrey replied.

"Last time I checked, in America we didn't drive on the left side of the road." Prue replied.

"But that is the right side of the road." Godfrey protested.

"In the United Kingdom, yes. San Francisco, no. You'd get into a head on collision in a heartbeat." Prue replied.

"Bloody Yanks." Godfrey groaned, "No offense."

"None taken." Prue replied, smiling.

"I'd best be going, I've some other business to attend to." Godfrey replied.

"See you later." Prue replied.

"I'd love to toss that smug princess off the nearest peak. And her priestly lover with her." The dark haired Generalleutnant Ottomar Kohler grumbled as Princess Anck-Su-Namun had finished speaking to the two officers. Indeed, Anck-Su-Namun behaved as though she were addressing Egyptian peasants and not Germany's two highest ranking military officers.

"Now, now, Otto." Field Marshal Ernst Krueger instructed, "That is no way to speak of our valued allies. After all, Imhotep did help us rebuild in the 1920s."

"Why do you stay so calm under this, Herr Generaloberst?" Kohler asked.

"Do you see masses of our citizens fleeing to Traverse Town, to England, or other places?" Krueger began, addressing his old friend.

Krueger moved a stray strand of his sandy blond hair from his face, "They need us because we are here. Sure the Heartless have massive armies, but we Germans are here. We have territories, bases, aircraft, and vehicles. As long as Germany remains useful, she will avoid the plight befalling her enemies. You saw how easily we took France two years ago. And how our forces are fighting in Russia…"

"We are stalemated, sir." Kohler replied.

"Temporary." Krueger replied, "I have every confidence in my colleagues in Russia."

"The key to Germany's survival is to remain useful and marshall our strength." Krueger continued, "Leave these mystics and their cult to Imhotep and the Heartless their delusions. When their usefulness to Germany expires, you'll have your fair share of people to toss of the nearest peak, Otto."

"Jawohl Herr Generaloberst." Kohler replied.

Meanwhile, in another chamber of Castle Hollehammer, Imhotep spoke to Maleficent.

"Allied forces have halted the Afrika Korps at Tobruk." Imhotep stormed angrily, "The Germans are badgering me for reinforcements. And the British and American bombing raids have begun to intensify."

"We need overwhelming force if we are to remove the Charmed Ones from the equation." Maleficent replied.

"If our allies turn upon us…" Imhotep replied.

"Then it will be of no consequence." Maleficent replied, "Once Germany has outlived her usefulness, we will take it over."

"I made a promise to them." Imhotep said, "That their world would be spared."

"There was nothing binding about that promise." Maleficent replied, "And remember that it is to me that you owe your being removed from the Underworld, and the resurrection of your beloved Anck-Su-Namun. If it were not for me, you would still be trapped, body and soul in the Egyptian equivalent of the abyss. Remember that, Imhotep."

"Yes my liege." Imhotep replied.

Godfrey returned to the Morrowind sweating profusely, wearing the sports gear of the Royal Indian Engineers. "Still paranoid?" Doc asked, when he saw Godfrey walk aboard ship.

"Not more than usual." Godfrey replied.

"What's making me paranoid is all this extra training you keep doing." Doc replied, "Where does all this energy come from?"

"Sorry my friend, British army secret." Godfrey replied.

"Technically you're in the Indian Army though…" Doc replied.

"You wanker." Godfrey groaned, "If you must know, there's the Traverse Town marathon later this year I'm training for."

"Have you run a marathon before?" Doc asked.

"Years ago, the London Marathon in the UK when I was at the university." Godfrey replied, "I passed out nineteen miles into it from exhaustion."

"Damn." Doc replied, "And you want to try it again?"

"I've been trying for years, training every day I can, but with the war and the situation in India deteriorating it hasn't always been easy." Godfrey replied.

"You're insane." Doc remarked.

"A certain degree of fitness is an asset in my line of work." Godfrey replied as he headed over to his quarters for a shower.

"You're still out of your mind." Doc replied.

Godfrey had just stepped into the shower, rinsing away the sweat from him frame when an announcement echoed over the PA system. "Everyone report to the conference room immediately." Bertha said.

Godfrey let out a muttered curse, finished showering, threw his uniform on and headed for the conference room. When he reached the conference room his hair was still damp from the water, and his shirt sported a couple damp areas around the chest and mid back.

"Catch you at a bad time?" Prue quipped.

"More or less." Godfrey replied.

"You do look a bit washed up." Andy added.

"Wanker." Godfrey replied.

Sora, Goofy, and Donald together with Kolopak joined the assembled crew members of the Morrowind. Even Kida sat in the corner of the room, with Lal swaddled up in a blanket in her arms.

"What's the word, Kolopak?" Vinny asked.

"We've got to talk to Merlin." Kolopak said, "And then we will head for our next destination."

"And where would that be?" Andy asked.

"We'll find out soon." Kolopak said, as everyone filed out, save for Vinny, Kida, and Milo.

The group reached the third district and more Heartless began to appear.

"Not these guys again." Sora groaned.

Goofy bashed a leaping Soldier Heartless aside with his shield, and Mole finished it off with the Thompson gun. Godfrey dropped to one knee, aiming and picking off individual Heartless with the M1 Carbine.

Sora swung at a Soldier Heartless, missing completely, and the creature raised it's claws, ready to tear into Sora's flesh when Prue lifted it into the air and dropped it heavily onto the ground, breaking its neck.

"Thanks." Sora said.

"Mole cover me!" Godfrey shouted, "The rest of you get inside, we'll hold them off."

Sora, Goofy, and Donald disappeared into the entrance of Merlin's dwelling. Andy followed, then Prue came in afterward. Meanwhile Mole and Godfrey ducked behind the nearest cover they could find.

Mole was firing the sub machinegun in short, controlled bursts, saving the ammunition from the thirty round clips. Godfrey was firing single shots from the semi-automatic carbine in rapid succession. The clip went empty, and Godfrey reached for the .38 revolver at his side shooting a charging Shadow Heartless twice in the chest. The creature's momentum kept it going before Mole blasted it with a dozen .45 caliber bullets from the magazine.

"I'll cover you!" Mole shouted. Godfrey nodded, and as he ran to the next spot of cover, behind a low stone wall, he slammed another fifteen round clip into the carbine.

Godfrey started shooting at the Heartless that chased after the group. Mole ran towards another stand of cover behind Godfrey, just in front of the entrance of Merlin's dwelling, jamming another thirty round clip into the weapon. As soon as Mole started firing Godfrey ran pell mell to the entrance, the carbine held in one hand, and the revolver in the other. Godfrey fired more shots from the revolver at the pursuing Heartless before flinging himself through the door. Mole followed immediately after.

"That enough exercise for you?" Doc quipped at Godfrey.

"Oh yes." Godfrey replied.

The group headed for Merlin and Kolopak began, "Where must we go to seek what we came to find?"

"You must journey to a land where the future is shown." Merlin began, "A land where all lands call neutral."

"Where would we find such a place?" Andy asked.

"EPCOT." Audrey whispered.

"The Experimental Prototype Community of Tomorrow to be precise." Doc replied.

"What?" Andy asked.

"The League of Nations built a place where future technology could be displayed," Bertha explained, "And where member nations could have their individual pavilions in the spirit of cooperation."

"So it's basically a huge world fair slash United Nations?" Prue replied.

"If we knew what the United Nations was..." Godfrey replied.

"The United Nations is basically what your League of Nations is." Prue explained.

"Oh." Godfrey replied, "EPCOT is supposedly neutral ground with multiple embassies and what amounts to a huge World's Fair. It's devoted almost entirely to science and technology. Because Germany, Italy and Japan have pavilions, as to Britain, France, and America things are a bit interesting over there."

"Why are we going there again?" Andy asked Merlin.

"The Dreamfinder has taken the first part of Ansem's report." Merlin replied, at Andy's quizzical look he added, "Who's the Dreamfinder?"

Merlin gestured over a crystal ball, the image of a man in a purple 19th Century style suit and top hat with red hair and a beard. "Science, like all endeavors of the human mind, requires imagination. It is the Dreamfinder who is the guardian of imagination and dreams. And his existence is being threatened because he has stolen Ansem's report."

"OK, so you're saying magic started EPCOT?" Andy asked.

"Exactly." Merlin replied, "But it is no more magical than one's imagination."

"He is in hiding, but evil seeks him." Merlin continued.

"And that's where we come in." Sora replied.

"It would seem so." Prue replied.

"We'd best be going." Kolopak said.

The group left Merlin's dwelling and made their way back to their ship.

Later that night Prue fell asleep, astral projecting into the Manor again. It seemed like everyone was out. Prue noticed a note on the refrigerator:

Prue,

If you astral project here and don't find us, we have a busy night at P3. We'll try to be there next time you show up.

Love,

Piper, Phoebe, and Paige

She'd scarcely read over the note when the front door opened. She heard footsteps around the corner and turned and saw Piper in the doorway. Tears appeared in Piper's eyes as she saw Prue standing in front of the refrigerator.

"Oh my God..." Piper said, sobbing. She closed the distance between the two of them and threw her arms around Prue. Prue returned the embrace, letting tears flow as well into her own eyes.

"Piper, what's going on in..." Phoebe's voice sounded as she walked around the corner.

The three sisters hugged for a few moments until Paige walked in. "Look, guys," Prue began, "Being killed and reincarnated kinda made me realize a few things."

"Such as?" Piper said, sniffling.

"Treasuring every moment with you guys." Prue replied, "Things are about to get a little more intense where I'm going, so I really want to make sure I say what I intend to say."

Prue turned to Piper, "I know it isn't always easy being the big sister. Believe me. But take it from me, you're strong enough to face whatever it is the future holds."

Piper threw her arms around Prue again and Prue returned the embrace. "Not so hard," Piper said, "You'll squeeze my tears out."

"Sorry." Prue replied, sniffling herself.

Prue turned towards Phoebe, "You're the middle sister now, Pheebs. You're doing what Piper used to do for me and you. I know we've had our differences in the past, but I know you're up to the task."

Phoebe and Prue hugged each other, Phoebe still crying a little. Prue turned towards Paige and said, "Look, I know we don't know each other that well. But if I can help it, I want to change that. We're sisters, we shouldn't be strangers."

"I'll write you next time." Paige replied.

"Good luck Prue." Piper smiled sadly, as Prue began to return to her own body.

Prue woke up on the Morrowind once again. Andy stirred slightly as she propped herself on her elbows.

"Prue?" Andy began,"It's two-thirty in the morning..."

"I know, I just went home and said what I needed to say." Prue replied, "You'd think it would feel good, but I just realize how much I miss them."

Andy held Prue close to him, "I know."

"I'm just so glad you're not going anywhere." Prue replied, wrapping her arms around his chest.

I have eleven days left to live, I think you might be mistaken on that count. Andy thought, replying, "Prue, about that..."

"About what?" Prue asked.

I can't do it...Andy thought, "You'll always have me."

After another hour or so, Prue fell asleep again, nestled at Andy's side. Andy stared at the ceiling, feeling like he was little more than vermin because he had lied to Prue yet again. He had to tell her, but how does one tell their beloved that their death is due to come in eleven days?

The End (The story 'Search for the Dreamfinder' should be out soon….)

Afrika Korps – German forces in North Africa.

Herr Generaloberst – German term used to address very senior German general officers by subordinates.