Oh...wow, guys! I'm so sorry. I totally forgot to update....Bad, HP, bad! Please forgive me...RL has been nothing but hectic...grrr...stupid RL shouldn't be messing with my writing. Well, time for me to reply to my faithful readers.

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Ryoko-chan: Here's the next part for your reading enjoyment.
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Chapter 21
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Without you, the ground thaws, the rain falls, the grass grows.
Without you, the seeds root, the flowers bloom, the children play.
The stars gleam, the poets drea, the eagles fly, without you.
The earth turns, the sun burns
But I die, Without You.
~~"Without You" From the Musical "RENT"
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I'm breathing hard now, staring into Morrighan's surprised eyes. She starts to slowly back away, her hand out in front of her in defense. As she's backing away she slowly says, "Trance I will explain but first you have to do something for me."

If my anger did not have control of me, my jaw would have dropped at that moment. She had to be kidding me. She actually wanted me to do something for her after what she had done to me.

"What?!"

"I need you to calm down and listen."

My anger begins to boil again. It is because of her that Harper is alone on Willocia. Then my anger wavers as I think to myself, *What am I saying...it's my fault Harper is there...that Harper is dead.* I look at her and just nod.
Morrighan sighs and begins. "Thank you, Trance. I know you have many questions that I, sadly, can't answer. So, I'm going to tell you all that I know."
Morrighan hesitantly steps forwards, still afraid that I might lash out. She points to her neck and says, "Do you see these markings on my neck?" I just nod. What do her markings have to do with anything? "These are a symbol of my people. It means "peacekeeper." My bloodline has always ruled Zyphoria since the Great War."

I cross my arms and ask, "Why your family?" She takes a deep breath and I soon realize this will be a long tale.

"Long ago, during the war, my ancestor were the humans who liberated the planet. Legend claims a woman the color of the sky saved us, ensuring my family as leaders then as quickly as she came, disappeared. Two centuries later, on the exact day the first wonam came, another woman appeared. This one the color of jade and as mysterious as the first. She never gave her name but told my great-great grandfather, Patrick, that her people, the people of a planet named Willocia had done many wrongs to many undeserving people. She told him of the wrongs committed and wrongs to come, but then told him that not all her people were like this. There were some out there who's sole mission was to bring happiness and light to the universe.

Once she had said this she then proceeded to tell him of a prophecy. She told him that our people would remain in peace until a great darkness crept into the universe. This darkness would be swift and complete unless stopped, but there was only one who could stop it. A lone group of misfits would come together to break through the evil. They would be lead by a honorable man, lost from his time. Patrick asked the mysterious woman what this had to do with his family. She told him that among this group of would be a girl....a girl of lavendar, a woman of gold. She would be the essential element to keeping the peace, but her love would unlock the door to light. All of this would rely on her love, a forbidden love with a man from a planet of near desolation. A man with eyes of sea blue."

My audible gasp interrupts Morrighan. "No..it can't be," I whisper to myself.

All these thoughts bombard me, stripping me of my remaining strength. As I begin to sway, Morrighan rushes to me, taking firm hold of my shoulders. I'm only barely aware of this. All my hopes and dreams are fading.

Morrighan sits me on my bed and I look up at her, my eyes no longer filled with anger, but instead are full of regret and anguish. She frowns and says,
"I'm so sorry, I've told you too much, I'll stop."

I grab her arm and plead, "No, please. I have to know, I need to know...everything." Morrighan nods and continues.

"The mysterious prophet told Patrick that the woman of gold and man with eyes of blue would have a love like no other, one that would cross many timelines, but their love would be tested. The woman of gold would lose her love, only to get him back, but fate is a cruel, cruel watcher. Once more would fate seperate the reunited lovers. She then told Patrick that this is where his family would come into play. The first daughter of his second great grandson would be the peacekeeper and would thus be marked as such. Hence my wonderful and eternal choker.

The woman told Patrick that even when all light had faded, love's song would sound through the abyss of darkness. That part was the most confusing and to this day I have no clue what it truly means. Before the woman left, Patrick asked the woman why she had told him all of this. She frowned, tears clouding her grey eyes and told him because she didn't want what had happened to her to happen to another. Then she was gone.

My great-great grandfather took her words to heart and on his death bed told my father, who passed the story on to me, telling me everything. This was my destiny and...and I failed. When I heard of Captain Hunt and his crew I knew the prophecy might be true, but upon seeing a flexi of his crew, seeing of your change from purple to gold and then seeing Mr. Harper, I knew it was true. That's why I asked for you and Harper. I still had no idea what I was to do, just that I was to keep you two together, but when you arrived, I sensed only friendship..no unique love. So I thought maybe I would get to know you, in hopes of truly understanding the prophecy, but then you both were taken. I had no idea Azealia was going to do that-"

"She isn't as bad as you believe."

"Still, I should have had better security on you. Well, soon after your disappearence, I received a encrypted message that told me that you had been taken back to your planet, but it was when the name Willocia appeared, I realized my foolish mistake. Within the message were the coordinates to Willocia and the Tribunial Hall and a message saying you would be killed if not rescued. I set out but-"

"But you were too late."

Morrihan nods and says, "I'm so sorry."

I close my eyes. All this is too surreal. My great plan was part of an even greater plan and I've ruined everything. I've lost everything...I've lost Harper..again. I can feel the tears starting again. A chill takes me as they begin to roll down my cheeks.

Suddenly my grief filled solitude is shattered by a mournful voice. "Trance, Harper's gone, but you are not. All is not ruined, you can still bring peace. Life can still continue...you can still continue."

I take a ragged breath, finally making eye contact with her. Tears are streaming down my cold cheeks as I say, "You don't understand. Harper is my life, my real mission. I don't think after losing him again, I can get over this. When I had Harper, I was alive, but I die without him."

I clinch my eyes shut, no longer wanting to see Morrighan's mournful eyes. I don't want her pity, I don't need it. What I want, what I need is Harper holding me close, his arms keeping me warm. I need his breath tickeling my neck as he whispers in my ear that everything is all right, that he will protect me. I need his touch, his eyes, his smile, his voice...I need him. I let out a silent sob as I drop my head in my hands, my body shaking with the force of my cry.
Morrighan wipes away her own tears and says, "I'll leave you to mourn, there are some clean clothes by the sink. Also, there are some personal items...things I found on you when I arrived."

I hear the door close and I lift up my head. I look at the neat pile next to the sink and something catches my eye. In all the dull material, something white shows through.

*It can't be,* my mind screams. I walk to the sink and pull away the clothes to reveal something I had not expected to see ever again. I reach out a trembling hand, laying it gently on the item, making sure it's real. When I know it is, I wrap my hand around it, protectively bring it to my chest. New sobs escape my throat as I climb back into bed, I pull my knees to my chest and open my trembling hand. My vision my be blurred but I know what is in my hand. I look down as my thumb strokes the slighly oil stained white fur of a rabbit's foot...Harper's lucky rabbit foot. I close my eyes once again dropping my hands into my hands and take a deep breath. The sweetest smell ever reaches my nose...oil and sparky. I hug myself and as the tears over take me, I say the words I had been unable to tell Harper, "I love you, too...forever and always.

TBC

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