Prologue
Tellun's POV-
Blinding light engulfed me. I heard the Evertree's cry of pain after the powerful blow I made to it. My vision dimmed. Mortality lost all meaning. There was no sound, no feeling, no sense at all.
It was perfect tranquility.
Visions of the present flashed through my mind. I was seeing what the Four Fallen and their companions chose to do. The other Great Beasts, charging towards the Evertree, the great structure's cries of agony silent but deafening. Dark and grievous wounds appearing on its flank.
Our decision was right, that I knew.
Halawir, battling in midair with Mulop, Ninani, and Essix. Arax's horns the cage of the powerful eagle as they, too, rammed against the great Evertree. Gerathon's slithering form in Suka's deadly jaws, the two sacrificing themselves, as well. Mulop and Ninani, the last of the Beasts to follow my lead.
The visions dissipated for a moment. Then a frustrated roar started the show all over again. A boy slamming the Staff of Cycles into the ground, the earth shaking violently. Kovo's anguished roar as he unwillingly sacrificed himself.
The Evertree, my only parent, falling, slowly and greatly. The giant crashed to the ground, flames from the heavens lighting it in spiritual fire.
My parent was dead.
The sight dimmed again.
A new sapling, lonely, afraid. Standing, isolated in a miserable scene. Memories lost. Power forgiven. A rebirth.
Though the Four Fallen and their companions rejoiced, I saw something that they, perhaps, did not.
This new Evertree, so delicate and naive, would never be able to make it on its own. Without its children bound to it, this world would heal with consequences. What consequences, I could not tell.
Then, like a new dawn, light from my present blinded me. How long had it been now? How long have I been observing my own self consciousness' memories? Now was the time to know.
I heard birds chirping in panic, squirrels skittering away. The heavenly light dimmed.
A vast forest, the scent of Amayan land vaguely strong, the sound of rebirth clear.
And a young face, implanted on a native Amayan girl.
A/N: OK. So before anyone says anything: First, I have not read the Book of Shane trilogy. So I might be missing something. Second, I know that others have written fanfics with a similar concept to mine, but I have started writing this for quite some time, so I have not copied anyone, but I'm also not saying that anyone copied me. So now that things have been cleared up, I know this chapter was fairly short, but others will be longer and I'll be updating at least once a week. I won't be minding a little bit of constructive criticism as I know my writing's not perfect, and any ideas will be highly appreciated. And no, I won't be doing the summonings of ALL the Great Beasts.
Until the next time,
Rainbowcookies :)