(August 31, 1999)

Midnight…

They say it's the hour of pure evil! Well, whoever they were, they had no idea just how right they really were.

"A star has fallen, a star has fallen, a star has fallen, a star has fallen!" An old hag repeated.

"Michel, the oracle she speaks!" a short stub man in a long red robe exclaimed as he ran out of the room. He ran down the halls of the cathedral yelling "Michel, the oracle she speaks!" repeating.

Michel Wormwood froze at those words. It was time…

Finally, after all this time the last Star Child had been born.

'We cannot afford to lose this one!' he thought gravely.

"Michel the oracle she speaks!" The short stub man raced into his friend's quarters without delay.

Michel rose from his desk and nodded, picking up a thick leather book, and handed it to the man. "Manson, take this; and copy down what she says word for word. It's important that you don't improvise."

The man, Manson nodded and took the book in shaking hands.

The two then eminently walk swiftly to the Great Hall where their brothers were eating.

For many years men like Manson had been watching the Oracle, waiting for the exact moment the last Star Child would be born; the last hope of human survival.

And finally after almost a century, the last Star Child would be born.

Michel burst through the doors of the great hall. "Brothers rejoice for the time is finally upon us!"

The robed brother's eminently abandon their plates of food, and rushed to follow their brethren into the Oracle's chamber.

"A star has fallen, a star has fallen, a star has fallen, a star has fallen!" the old hag was repeating the same four words.

Manson opened the large book to the first blank page and pulled out a quill, he would rather have a pen, but the Guardians of the Stars were a strict brotherhood, stuck in their old ways.

"Oh great oracle Mekhi, please tell us what you see!" Michel dared to ask.

The brothers held their breath as the oracle Mekhi, stopped mid-sentence and began to float in midair, and the lightning stuck as she began to speak:

"Tonight, the rain returns, our hope is a new at the sight of the falling Dipper's bright light. But alas this joy will not last. His birth shall mark a time of serenity and a world of darkness. A deal will be struck with the king of dreams, gravity shall fall and earth will become sky, fear the beast with just one eye. As soon as the sky turns red, a broken promise shall cause the world's end. But the love of a brother will save us all. And Upon the day the mark is revealed, a resurfaced destiny shall bring the fall of a false god and the rise of what was once forgotten."

The brother's watch as the Oracle falls exhausted.

"No that can't be all!" One of the brothers urged. "You haven't told use if he will live our not!"

"Brother please, she is tiered." Michel tried to silence him.

"No he is right." Mekhi forced herself to sit up. "But I fear his fate is not in my hands." "What?" Manson exclaimed. "But you know all!"

Michel shushed him. "Please Mekhi, if not you then who? Who holds the fate of the Big Dipper in their hands?"

"The beast with just one eye!" Mekhi rasped forcing herself to her feet. "To consume or to bond, in the end he decided."

"A demon! You're telling us the fate of our world's future lies in the hands of a demon!"

"No, I am telling you the fate of our entire Multiverse lies within the hands of said demon." Mekhi snapped, and then she whispered. "But not just any demon, The Prince of Darkness, He and the Big Dipper shall save us all."

'The Prince of Darkness?' Michel's eyes widen, he took a book from a nearby shelf the title read, The Book of Demons; he opened it to the marked page and began to read.

'Perhaps the most mysterious demon of the Nightmare realm, the prince of darkness has disappeared without a trace, the being has been lost in time for so long that the ancestors were unable to describe him. His abilities are unknown, his heritage unknown. His only known relatives are his mother: The Star child Aries; deceased, his father King Lucas; also deceased.'

"But how are we going to find the most elusive demon in the multiverse?" Manson asked obviously panicked, and for good reason.

Mekhi had always given them a straight answer, but now…

"Fine the Big Dipper, and you shall find the prince." Mekhi rasped and then fell to the ground once more.

"Michel can we really trust a demon to make the right choice." Another brother asked quietly.

"You heard Mekhi, we will do all we can to protect Earth Realm's last Protector, but ultimately the decision lies within The Prince of demons."

"Then may Time Baby have mercy on us all!" Manson spoke gravely, as the lightning struck once more…


-Part 1: END!