AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thanx4reading and Tenshi no Koneko, thank you so much for
taking time out of your busy lives to read my work. I know the last few
chapters have been very prophetic and slow, but bear with me. Prophesy is
sort of everything that Rachel's destiny is based on, and besides, I
promise the next one is very action-packed.
Timestream
The second visit to the Watchers' sanctuary was far more comfortable than the first. Rachel felt as if she was in her element, here among the demigods of the universe, watching creation from afar. True, those demigods were about to place a heavy sentence upon her head, but they nonetheless made her feel welcome for the whole of her stay, and treated her as their equal. She spent hours in solitude, somewhere between lamentation and deliberation, and when she got up from the bed prepared for her, she was greeted by the Watchers. They calmed her mind, lightened her heart, and showed her, without saying a single word, how to observe.
Now, she sat upon the cold floor, legs crossed and eyes closed, looking out telepathically at the world around her. While the timestream looked much like space to the eye, it looked more like an ocean of darting sparks to the mind. She followed one such spark into a recess. And there, she found treasures beyond anything she'd ever seen. She was drawn into one great epic after another, watching individuals overcome tragedy, and families share moments of love, while whole civilizations united to fight against great powers of evil. She also found devastation. Rachel closed her mind from the sight and opened her eyes. The sparkle transformed into a blue galaxy, spinning upon a silver star that rotated from one direction to the next in small, spastic movements.
Rachel felt two wide eyes staring into her. She turned to see a Watcher observing her with interest. ~Do you see everything?~ she asked. ~All the good and all the bad? Or can you shut it off when you like?~
The Watcher chuckled softly, and entered her mind with a buzzing voice. ~We do not see as you do. The universe does not flow in moments of good and bad. It is all at once, forever good and forever evil.~ As he spoke, he gave her a sliver of his vision, so that she viewed all of time and space in an instant. She couldn't comprehend what she saw, but she felt the value of humanity sinking into her, and she began to understand the purpose of the Watchers. They were the constant whisper that rang through the cosmos, reminding creation of its own worth.
~Come, child.~ He motioned to the Great Hall, and she followed, no longer comfortable. She remembered the last judgment that came to her from this place. The doors were shut behind her, and she knelt before the 9 as before. But this time, she didn't have to wait for her verdict.
The center Watcher rose immediately, and gave Rachel a cold stare. ~We have decided your fate. You are a cataclysmic force in this universe; that much is certain. Yet, thus far, you have shown yourself to be a force of evil, not the Child of Light and Darkness that you were prophesized to be. As a part of the Phoenix, you are far too powerful to continue as a part of creation. You have upset the balance of the universe, and so you will no longer be a part of it.~ She inhaled a deep breath, as he came to his final summary. ~Rachel Summers, you are banished from creation, damned to wander the rest of your days, until you have reset the balance you so recklessly disturbed.~ His stare softened slightly, and he sighed. ~Never has so harsh a word fallen upon such a beautiful creature from the mouth of this board. Go now, and do with yourself as you wish.~
Rachel rose and bowed to them, as before. She turned and dashed out of the room as fast as she could, running at light-speed, through the unseen metal of the sanctuary, and into the timestream, to be alone with her grief.
* * *
61 timeline 10-01-4004 BC (uncharted area of modern-day) Finland
She had flown through the timestream for nearly two full days, ignoring the pain of lactic acid searing through her muscles. She eventually fainted and fell into a star system that turned out to be the 61 timeline. When she woke, Rachel found herself in a vast, barren desert of sleet and ice. Numb, within and without, she got up from her blanket of snow, and began to walk a long journey, not sure why she continued to pick up her feet, or where they would take her. She didn't know that it mattered anymore.
Timestream
The second visit to the Watchers' sanctuary was far more comfortable than the first. Rachel felt as if she was in her element, here among the demigods of the universe, watching creation from afar. True, those demigods were about to place a heavy sentence upon her head, but they nonetheless made her feel welcome for the whole of her stay, and treated her as their equal. She spent hours in solitude, somewhere between lamentation and deliberation, and when she got up from the bed prepared for her, she was greeted by the Watchers. They calmed her mind, lightened her heart, and showed her, without saying a single word, how to observe.
Now, she sat upon the cold floor, legs crossed and eyes closed, looking out telepathically at the world around her. While the timestream looked much like space to the eye, it looked more like an ocean of darting sparks to the mind. She followed one such spark into a recess. And there, she found treasures beyond anything she'd ever seen. She was drawn into one great epic after another, watching individuals overcome tragedy, and families share moments of love, while whole civilizations united to fight against great powers of evil. She also found devastation. Rachel closed her mind from the sight and opened her eyes. The sparkle transformed into a blue galaxy, spinning upon a silver star that rotated from one direction to the next in small, spastic movements.
Rachel felt two wide eyes staring into her. She turned to see a Watcher observing her with interest. ~Do you see everything?~ she asked. ~All the good and all the bad? Or can you shut it off when you like?~
The Watcher chuckled softly, and entered her mind with a buzzing voice. ~We do not see as you do. The universe does not flow in moments of good and bad. It is all at once, forever good and forever evil.~ As he spoke, he gave her a sliver of his vision, so that she viewed all of time and space in an instant. She couldn't comprehend what she saw, but she felt the value of humanity sinking into her, and she began to understand the purpose of the Watchers. They were the constant whisper that rang through the cosmos, reminding creation of its own worth.
~Come, child.~ He motioned to the Great Hall, and she followed, no longer comfortable. She remembered the last judgment that came to her from this place. The doors were shut behind her, and she knelt before the 9 as before. But this time, she didn't have to wait for her verdict.
The center Watcher rose immediately, and gave Rachel a cold stare. ~We have decided your fate. You are a cataclysmic force in this universe; that much is certain. Yet, thus far, you have shown yourself to be a force of evil, not the Child of Light and Darkness that you were prophesized to be. As a part of the Phoenix, you are far too powerful to continue as a part of creation. You have upset the balance of the universe, and so you will no longer be a part of it.~ She inhaled a deep breath, as he came to his final summary. ~Rachel Summers, you are banished from creation, damned to wander the rest of your days, until you have reset the balance you so recklessly disturbed.~ His stare softened slightly, and he sighed. ~Never has so harsh a word fallen upon such a beautiful creature from the mouth of this board. Go now, and do with yourself as you wish.~
Rachel rose and bowed to them, as before. She turned and dashed out of the room as fast as she could, running at light-speed, through the unseen metal of the sanctuary, and into the timestream, to be alone with her grief.
* * *
61 timeline 10-01-4004 BC (uncharted area of modern-day) Finland
She had flown through the timestream for nearly two full days, ignoring the pain of lactic acid searing through her muscles. She eventually fainted and fell into a star system that turned out to be the 61 timeline. When she woke, Rachel found herself in a vast, barren desert of sleet and ice. Numb, within and without, she got up from her blanket of snow, and began to walk a long journey, not sure why she continued to pick up her feet, or where they would take her. She didn't know that it mattered anymore.