Lewis's Time
Wilbur woke up with a gasp. The air felt very cold all of the sudden. He thought he smelled earth…
"Are you okay?" a very concerned voice asked. Wilbur opened his eyes slightly and took in the sight of Chron leaning over him worriedly, much like how Wilbur's mother would lean over him when he was very sick. Wilbur shielded his eyes from the light and struggled to sit up. Chron placed a hand at the small of his back and helped him in his endeavor, and even after he was sitting Chron kept his hand firmly in place to keep him from toppling over.
"Yeah, your magic healed most of what that girl did. What happened back there?" Wilbur asked. Chron looked away, avoiding his friend's eyes.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"You know perfectly well what I'm talking about! I'm talking about taking forever to help me, and while we're at it, what was with the mood swing? One minute you're fine, the next you're shouting at everyone!" Wilbur looked at Chron almost accusatorially. Chron bit his lip awkwardly.
"I don't really know. It's like… the moment she came into the room, the moment she came near me, I just felt weird. I felt so angry and sad at once, and I just wanted to hurt someone or something. When she was attacking you, it felt like I was being pulled two ways. I wanted to help you, but something was holding me back," Chron tried to explain. Wilbur sighed and waved it off.
"It's fine, we got away and I'm alive. First question is where we are." They both stood up and glanced at their surroundings. They were in a giant underground cave with a ceiling as high as the sky was on the surface. They were on a river bank, and said river was long, thick, gray, and looked a little dangerous.
"Guys! You came!" someone shouted. The teenagers turned around to see Lewis and Transeo running along the river bank to meet them.
"Of course we came!" Wilbur said.
"What happened the star warriors?" Chron asked. Lewis shrugged.
"We don't know. A week ago, we were talking to Risa and Justine, and then they mentioned their home being attacked and they disappeared. Today we went to find them, and we found the star warriors' land as it was." He shook his head. "You saw it; it looked like a storm of fire and axes went through the place. We went to the library and Transeo mentioned that I could contact the other star warriors. I tried and, well, here we are."
Wilbur looked around and bit the inside of his cheek. "Well, does anyone know where 'here' is?"
Everyone, silver-haired or not, shrugged their shoulders.
"I think I've seen this place before, but I can't really place my finger on it," Chron said slowly, scrutinizing the area around them. Lewis nodded in agreement.
"Same here."
"Are you sure? Lewis, I've been inside of you since you were born. What you saw, I saw. What you remember, I remember. And I don't remember this," Transeo pointed out, putting a hand to his chin.
"Yeah, what he said," Wilbur said, jerking a thumb towards his future father's star warrior side.
Chron and Lewis shrugged at the same time. "Don't ask me," Chron said, spreading his hands out.
"What are you doing here?"
The teenagers looked around for the voice that addressed them. The light around them seemed to dim, and they were pulled in as though they were children and the darkness was the skirt of their mother.
"Wh-who is this?" Lewis asked fearfully.
"…"
The teenagers felt the owner of the voice shy away, and Lewis made a hesitant movement forward.
"Excuse me?" Lewis asked, gaining more courage at the presence's skittishness. He took another step forward and reached into the darkness.
"…!!!…"
Lewis felt the presence slip further away into the darkness, and Wilbur stepped by his future father's side, eyes straining to see in the darkness.
"Hello?" Wilbur asked. Chron and Transeo warily made their way to their pupils.
"…You've met the Spirits…"
Transeo's eyes flicked around the darkness warily. "If you mean the star warriors, we are four of them," he said.
There was a shift, and the teenagers got the vague impression of someone swatting away an annoyance. "The star warriors, no. I don't fear them any longer. It's their siblings I fear. The Spirits."
"The Spirits?" Lewis asked.
"Demons. Creations of despair and hatred. The forsaken. You may call them what you will, but they are Spirits."
"They sound absolutely charming," Chron said sarcastically.
"You're telling me," the voice said dryly. "They've been everywhere. Before they just stayed in the shadows and attacked unfortunate drunks and the homeless. Now, they have attacked everyone. They have armies. Their mistress has released them."
"What are you talking about? What's going on?" Transeo asked.
"…"
"Please! Does it have something to do with the star warriors? We need to know what happened to them!" Lewis begged.
"… Do you really want to know? The Spirits… they have already begun to spread their poison to one of you… You can go back home to your safe beds and pretend none of this happened. If I tell you, there will be no going back."
The teenagers looked at each other searchingly, each one looking deep into the other's eyes. They all found the answer there.
"We want to know," they all said at once.
"Very well. I'll tell you."
Their world melted away, and they felt power creating new surroundings.
A/N
I'm so sorry it took so long and is so short and is so crappy! I had writer's block, and it refused to let go! I warned you all that I wouldn't update as long this time, so hopefully I'm at least partially off the hook. Review please!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them, but if you want to use anything that I do own, you'd better ask me first or I'll get MY lawyers on your ass!