Chapter II: The Revelation
"Moritënia," she whispered softly, caressing her daughter's face.
The younger Dereskian opened her eyes slowly, and smiled. \\Did we win?\\ she asked in her mother's language.
Lady Moria smiled gently. \\No, dear. But you did. Look,\\ she replied, helping her child turn over so that she could see the unconscious form of Teela.
A slow smile came across the younger Dereskian's face. \\Good,\\ she whispered softly.
The 'Masters' began to slowly come nearer to them, and Moria knew she had to get her daughter out of there before they tried to arrest her or some such idiocy.
\\Can you walk, dear?\\ she asked softly, nonplussed as suddenly a rather familiar-looking falcon dropped from the sky and landed beside Teela.
The younger Dereskian looked at the falcon, a little dizzy, and moved her hand slightly, in a vain attempt to scare it away. She gave up after a little bit. \\Stupid bird,\\ she commented, tried to get to her feet and wondering why the ground was spinning.
A soft laugh came from the Dereskian Queen. \\Indeed,\\ she said, helping her daughter to her feet. The younger woman fell to the ground, her feet collapsing beneath her.
\\Come on, dear,\\ Moria said, helping her daughter get to her feet once more as the Masters neared. \\Time to go.\\
Man-at-Arms saw Evil-Lyn stumbling to get to her feet, and anger filled him. She had hurt his child! "Ram-man!" he said, turning to look at the hardheaded 'Master.' "Prevent that witch from leaving!"
Ram-man looked around for some way to do so, and then he saw the perfect thing. He ran to the woods, and hit a tree with his head, in the direct angle needed to knock it down and land on top of the dark witch.
Lady Moria saw the tree come crashing down, and an extreme sense of déjà vu came upon her. In her mind, she saw the image of the tree falling down upon her sister's wounded form. So, quite understandably, she panicked.
"Nëintára!" she screamed, loud enough to shatter her 'soundless' spell. She raised her hands and averted the tree's path with her mind, pushing it anywhere; she didn't care where, as long as it missed her daughter.
The 'Masters', already confused at hearing a bodiless voice they had never heard say words in a language they didn't know, looked on in horror as a sudden amethyst light from an unseen force encompassed the tree and shattered it like so much glass.
The falcon screeched at hearing the voice, knowing full well what the words meant. Pieces of foliage and bark littered the ground, the only remnants of a once-glorious tree.
*Man-at-Arms!* The Sorceress screamed in his mind. *Do not let Evil-Lyn get away!* Her falcon-form let out a loud screech to emphasize her point.
The Dark Sorceress of Snake Mountain, who by now, was still somewhat weak, though getting stronger as her mother unconsciously healed her quickly, heard this outburst, as did her mother.
"Time to go, Morämé?" she asked, partly in Eternian and partly not.
Lady Moria knew that her invisibility spell was well on its way to being broken, and that the 'Masters' could already hear her words. She nodded, not making a sound, as she quickly tried to finish healing her child.
She held on to her daughter's hand, and began to sink into the ground, passing through it with her daughter.
Just as they were sinking away, Man-at-Arms reached them. Since he could only see Evil-Lyn, and had no real clue that there was anyone with her, he grabbed onto her wrist just before it disappeared.
The young Dereskian screamed in surprise as she was hauled out of the ground. She kicked and tore and bit at Man-at-Arms, but he held firm, pulling her by the wrist until she was fully out of the ground.
This did not sit well with Lady Moria, who decided in that instant that she had remained hidden for too long. A blinding flash of amethyst light filled the area, causing everyone, even Zoar, to shield his or her eyes.
"LET. HER. GO!!" came the loudest voice that Moria could muster. Another flash of light filled the sky, followed by a crashing boom of thunder. A sudden wind picked up, pushing the 'Masters' to and fro and bringing dirt up into their eyes.
There was a final flash and boom, and, in a scene out of some hellish nightmare, the Dereskian Queen herself appeared to them, floating in the air, her glowing amethyst eyes pupil-less and moon-colored hair billowing around her in the wind. Great wings seemed to expand from her back, one black and membranous, and the other white and feathered.
Zoar let out a screech in what could almost be called fright, and exclaimed into the minds of everyone, *Lady Moria Vadorian!!* Her mind-voice echoed and seemed to quiver, as a mind-voice should never have to do.
Even Moritënia was somewhat frightened at her mother's entry, and she suddenly realized just why it was that the name of the Dereskian Queen still made Eternians cower and cringe in fear.
The Sorceress gathered up her courage and flew at the Dereskian Queen, talons extended. Lady Moria turned her head slowly at the attack, and squinted her eyes. The Guardian of Grayskull screamed as a Majick far older and more powerful than anything she could have ever imagined swirled around her.
She felt as if something was electrocuting her from the inside out. Teelina fell to the ground and landed in an ungainly heap. But what had shocked her most was that she had fallen. in her human form. The feathers on her traditional costume were charred and blackened, and her entire body ached all over. but she was human! .Outside of Grayskull!
Lady Moria turned away from the Sorceress disdainfully, and faced the 'Masters.' She looked deep into the eyes of Man-at-Arms, and she saw fear in them. Good. "I will give you one chance, Duncan," she spat out in a tone that commanded attention. "And I will be sure to use simple words for you. Let. My. Daughter. Go. .Now." Her voice was calm in its deliverance, but harsh in tone and meaning. She did not shout, because she knew it was not necessary, but even so, her words were menacing enough.
In extreme shock, his eyes wide, Man-at-Arms let go of the young Dereskian quickly, backing away as he did so.
Moritënia ran towards her mother as soon as she was free, swooping up her helmet as she did so. Her mother covered her with the feathered wing, and when she lifted it, her child was gone and safe in the personal chambers of the monarchy.
Lady Moria looked over at the crumpled form of Teelina next to her redheaded child. Her eyes narrowed and then closed. She opened them one moment later, and Teela exhaled cleanly in her unconscious state. Her body was perfectly healed.
The Dereskian Queen landed on the ground nimbly and walked over to the Sorceress. She stood over her fallen form as Teelina looked up at her, a trickle of blood falling from her mouth.
A graceful hand shot out and grabbed Teelina around the throat, lifting her up into the air. Lady Moria brought the Sorceress' face close to her own. "My daughter is released safely into my care, unharmed," she whispered into Teelina's ear, snaking her tongue out and licking the Sorceress' cheek seductively.
The Eternian flinched at the contact, and a few tears squeezed out of her eyes, but could do nothing to stop the older woman. Moria brought her tongue around and licked away the tears and the blood that fell from the redhead's mouth, lingering a little longer than was really necessary. She exhaled appreciatively, smiling wickedly. She set the Eternian down gently, almost lovingly, on the ground, next to Teela.
"I do the same with yours," Moria finished, the same wicked smile on her face. She turned and made to leave the battlefield. Before she did so, she turned around once more and winked an amethyst eye at the Sorceress. "The unwritten law still stands, Teelina," she noted in a regal voice. And then she was gone.
Screeching against her will, the Sorceress once again became her falcon form, signaling that Moria had indeed left.
Zoar quickly took flight and retreated back to Grayskull, knowing her daughter was safe. She changed back into her human form and locked herself in her chambers, ignoring Man-at-Arms when he called out for her to let him enter.
She hid, embarrassed, for the rest of the day and night. For though what Moria had done after she lifted her into the air had nauseated her, there was a small part of her that had welcomed the feeling.
At least one thing could be said that there was now no doubt of in Teelina's mind: The Dereskian Queen lived.
"Moritënia," she whispered softly, caressing her daughter's face.
The younger Dereskian opened her eyes slowly, and smiled. \\Did we win?\\ she asked in her mother's language.
Lady Moria smiled gently. \\No, dear. But you did. Look,\\ she replied, helping her child turn over so that she could see the unconscious form of Teela.
A slow smile came across the younger Dereskian's face. \\Good,\\ she whispered softly.
The 'Masters' began to slowly come nearer to them, and Moria knew she had to get her daughter out of there before they tried to arrest her or some such idiocy.
\\Can you walk, dear?\\ she asked softly, nonplussed as suddenly a rather familiar-looking falcon dropped from the sky and landed beside Teela.
The younger Dereskian looked at the falcon, a little dizzy, and moved her hand slightly, in a vain attempt to scare it away. She gave up after a little bit. \\Stupid bird,\\ she commented, tried to get to her feet and wondering why the ground was spinning.
A soft laugh came from the Dereskian Queen. \\Indeed,\\ she said, helping her daughter to her feet. The younger woman fell to the ground, her feet collapsing beneath her.
\\Come on, dear,\\ Moria said, helping her daughter get to her feet once more as the Masters neared. \\Time to go.\\
Man-at-Arms saw Evil-Lyn stumbling to get to her feet, and anger filled him. She had hurt his child! "Ram-man!" he said, turning to look at the hardheaded 'Master.' "Prevent that witch from leaving!"
Ram-man looked around for some way to do so, and then he saw the perfect thing. He ran to the woods, and hit a tree with his head, in the direct angle needed to knock it down and land on top of the dark witch.
Lady Moria saw the tree come crashing down, and an extreme sense of déjà vu came upon her. In her mind, she saw the image of the tree falling down upon her sister's wounded form. So, quite understandably, she panicked.
"Nëintára!" she screamed, loud enough to shatter her 'soundless' spell. She raised her hands and averted the tree's path with her mind, pushing it anywhere; she didn't care where, as long as it missed her daughter.
The 'Masters', already confused at hearing a bodiless voice they had never heard say words in a language they didn't know, looked on in horror as a sudden amethyst light from an unseen force encompassed the tree and shattered it like so much glass.
The falcon screeched at hearing the voice, knowing full well what the words meant. Pieces of foliage and bark littered the ground, the only remnants of a once-glorious tree.
*Man-at-Arms!* The Sorceress screamed in his mind. *Do not let Evil-Lyn get away!* Her falcon-form let out a loud screech to emphasize her point.
The Dark Sorceress of Snake Mountain, who by now, was still somewhat weak, though getting stronger as her mother unconsciously healed her quickly, heard this outburst, as did her mother.
"Time to go, Morämé?" she asked, partly in Eternian and partly not.
Lady Moria knew that her invisibility spell was well on its way to being broken, and that the 'Masters' could already hear her words. She nodded, not making a sound, as she quickly tried to finish healing her child.
She held on to her daughter's hand, and began to sink into the ground, passing through it with her daughter.
Just as they were sinking away, Man-at-Arms reached them. Since he could only see Evil-Lyn, and had no real clue that there was anyone with her, he grabbed onto her wrist just before it disappeared.
The young Dereskian screamed in surprise as she was hauled out of the ground. She kicked and tore and bit at Man-at-Arms, but he held firm, pulling her by the wrist until she was fully out of the ground.
This did not sit well with Lady Moria, who decided in that instant that she had remained hidden for too long. A blinding flash of amethyst light filled the area, causing everyone, even Zoar, to shield his or her eyes.
"LET. HER. GO!!" came the loudest voice that Moria could muster. Another flash of light filled the sky, followed by a crashing boom of thunder. A sudden wind picked up, pushing the 'Masters' to and fro and bringing dirt up into their eyes.
There was a final flash and boom, and, in a scene out of some hellish nightmare, the Dereskian Queen herself appeared to them, floating in the air, her glowing amethyst eyes pupil-less and moon-colored hair billowing around her in the wind. Great wings seemed to expand from her back, one black and membranous, and the other white and feathered.
Zoar let out a screech in what could almost be called fright, and exclaimed into the minds of everyone, *Lady Moria Vadorian!!* Her mind-voice echoed and seemed to quiver, as a mind-voice should never have to do.
Even Moritënia was somewhat frightened at her mother's entry, and she suddenly realized just why it was that the name of the Dereskian Queen still made Eternians cower and cringe in fear.
The Sorceress gathered up her courage and flew at the Dereskian Queen, talons extended. Lady Moria turned her head slowly at the attack, and squinted her eyes. The Guardian of Grayskull screamed as a Majick far older and more powerful than anything she could have ever imagined swirled around her.
She felt as if something was electrocuting her from the inside out. Teelina fell to the ground and landed in an ungainly heap. But what had shocked her most was that she had fallen. in her human form. The feathers on her traditional costume were charred and blackened, and her entire body ached all over. but she was human! .Outside of Grayskull!
Lady Moria turned away from the Sorceress disdainfully, and faced the 'Masters.' She looked deep into the eyes of Man-at-Arms, and she saw fear in them. Good. "I will give you one chance, Duncan," she spat out in a tone that commanded attention. "And I will be sure to use simple words for you. Let. My. Daughter. Go. .Now." Her voice was calm in its deliverance, but harsh in tone and meaning. She did not shout, because she knew it was not necessary, but even so, her words were menacing enough.
In extreme shock, his eyes wide, Man-at-Arms let go of the young Dereskian quickly, backing away as he did so.
Moritënia ran towards her mother as soon as she was free, swooping up her helmet as she did so. Her mother covered her with the feathered wing, and when she lifted it, her child was gone and safe in the personal chambers of the monarchy.
Lady Moria looked over at the crumpled form of Teelina next to her redheaded child. Her eyes narrowed and then closed. She opened them one moment later, and Teela exhaled cleanly in her unconscious state. Her body was perfectly healed.
The Dereskian Queen landed on the ground nimbly and walked over to the Sorceress. She stood over her fallen form as Teelina looked up at her, a trickle of blood falling from her mouth.
A graceful hand shot out and grabbed Teelina around the throat, lifting her up into the air. Lady Moria brought the Sorceress' face close to her own. "My daughter is released safely into my care, unharmed," she whispered into Teelina's ear, snaking her tongue out and licking the Sorceress' cheek seductively.
The Eternian flinched at the contact, and a few tears squeezed out of her eyes, but could do nothing to stop the older woman. Moria brought her tongue around and licked away the tears and the blood that fell from the redhead's mouth, lingering a little longer than was really necessary. She exhaled appreciatively, smiling wickedly. She set the Eternian down gently, almost lovingly, on the ground, next to Teela.
"I do the same with yours," Moria finished, the same wicked smile on her face. She turned and made to leave the battlefield. Before she did so, she turned around once more and winked an amethyst eye at the Sorceress. "The unwritten law still stands, Teelina," she noted in a regal voice. And then she was gone.
Screeching against her will, the Sorceress once again became her falcon form, signaling that Moria had indeed left.
Zoar quickly took flight and retreated back to Grayskull, knowing her daughter was safe. She changed back into her human form and locked herself in her chambers, ignoring Man-at-Arms when he called out for her to let him enter.
She hid, embarrassed, for the rest of the day and night. For though what Moria had done after she lifted her into the air had nauseated her, there was a small part of her that had welcomed the feeling.
At least one thing could be said that there was now no doubt of in Teelina's mind: The Dereskian Queen lived.