Previously:
Jilan looks at the information on the Ancient Ones. "So the Ancient Ones are Bringers?"
Ma'at frowns. "Bringers?"
"Harbingers, Bringers," Reese explains a bit. "They serve the First. They live to bring it to power. Give it whatever it wants."
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"Well when the correct password is spoken, the gargoyle moves and the stairway appears," Ally tells the Lawn Gnome.
Naomi nods. "So, what's the password?"
Episode Eighty
"A Tizzy and A Swarm"
The United Nations is a tizzy and a swarm with the most peculiar and rather disturbing reports. It is clear to all that decisions have to be made quickly for the safety of the entire planet.
Disaster Relief is allocated to help the victims of the Barcelona Incident. International travel is forbidden to and from the cities of Paris, Rio de Janeiro, Cairo and Sydney. Reports of strange lights and explosions swarm from all over the globe, including from Nevada and Washington, DC.
And most disconcerting of all are the rumors that Something has Woken in Tibet.
Meanwhile, at Hogwarts
"Lemon Drop?" Naomi tries. The Gargoyle guarding the entrance to the Headmaster's Office does not move.
Ally lets out a sigh. "That was the password in the second year, this is the third year," She says as if it's utterly obvious. Naomi glares. "Besides, that was an Americanized version of the password. It was really Sherbet Lemon."
Naomi sighs herself. "What does it matter? It won't work either way." She thinks a moment. "What else could it be?"
Ally ponders. "Dumbledore was fond of sweets. In the fourth year it was Cockroach Cluster and in year six it became Acid Pop."
Naomi looks somewhat torn between disgusted and incredulous. "How delightful."
Ally smiles fondly. "Well he is a bit cracked."
Naomi frowns and whirls on Ally. "Kitty said that and you ate him," She points out.
"He meant in a derogatory way," Ally huffs in her defense.
Naomi rolls her eyes and takes a calming breath. "What other candies are there?" She asks.
"Chocolate Frog?" Ally throws out. Nothing happens. "Pepper Imp, Sugar Quill, Ice Mice, Fizzing Whizbee..." Still the gargoyle does not move.
"Maybe you need to think rather disgusting," Naomi suggests.
Ally shudders. "Trust me, Fizzing Whizbee would work." She ponders once again and seems to come to a decision. "All right, Jelly Slug."
The gargoyle springs suddenly to life and hops aside as the wall behind him splits in two. Behind the wall is a spiral staircase that is moving upwards, like an escalator.
Naomi's expression wavers between awe and horror again. "He is Cracked."
Ally sighs dreamily. "I know."
Meanwhile, in the Archive
Ashlee looks at the images of Bringers in the air before her. "I always thought the Bringers were rather, you know, wimpy."
"Their main advantage does seem to be quantity not quality," Reese acknowledges in agreement.
"So what makes the Horsemen so different?" Jilan asks, looking at Neah.
"They seem to be more favored," Neah shrugs. "There is a precedent of certain servants of the First being granted more powers than others."
"Caleb, Katoi, Alec, Cyrus..." Ashlee counts off on her fingers.
"So what do we do?" Ma'at asks, looking around at the others. "How do you fight this darkness?"
No one answers right away. Pizoku bites his lip a little. "With light?"
Ashlee turns to the boy beside her. "He learns so quickly!"
Taylor smiles from across the Archive. "They grow up so fast." Pizoku smiles uneasily. He isn't sure what he did that was right, but apparently the others have an idea.
To Be Continued.
