Awakening of the Awakening
Corridor extended behind Debbie, but Bronson was not concerned with his
priceless collection; he was dumbfounded that his most priceless treasure had
been returned to him. Bronson perused the young girl, examining every angle
and curve with his appreciative eye. He smiled at his love, and walked toward
her: arms outstretched. Retreating backward to avoid those arms, she nervously
returned his smile. His eyes spoke to her of passion; hers only reflected
fear. Just be cordial, Taft had told her. Cordial, nothing, the barwoman
thought, if he lays one hand on me, I'll kill him.
advanced another step, pressing her up against Eve's glass enclosure. He
licked his lips and smothered her in a breathless kiss. Debbie, my beloved
Debbie, how long have I waited.
for Bronson, the barlady had had enough. She gathered all of her strength and
slapped him across his face. Bronson immediately retreated three steps to rub
his jaw. "Debbie, now could you do this to me?"
woman, who obviously had not participated in any hanky-panky for decades, said
the first thing that came to her mind, "I'm not THAT type of girl."
She stared coldly at Bronson and turned her nose up in the air.
Bronson seemed to notice that the Ralle'an Debbie was quite unlike his own
sweet, precious Debbie. "Well, then, my dear. I guess that we will just
have to play a little game. It's called Living Statues." Bronson Colt
Randolf, deprived of his love, shed one quick tear. He had lost a lover but
gained another specimen for his collection.
turned his attention to Iffley. One brief thought released him from his hold.
"And now, mighty Enchanter. I have a task for you. Remember your
do not recall any promise," Iffley said contritely.
Bronson began, "if you don't do as I say, then I shall have to kill
Asiel. You wouldn't want that to happen now, would you?" Iffley made no
response, so Bronson concluded the matter for himself, "I didn't think
so." He reached up and removed the Amulet from Eve's lovely, white neck.
He shoved the Key at Iffley. "Your task will be to defend me. I suggest
that you don't try to use that Key on me, for if you do, then Asiel's life
will be forfeit."
paused a moment. "Protection? From whom am I to protect you?"
are going to Earth, my boy, there is one small town that seems to have
survived the Radiation Demons. It seems that Destiny calls."
* * Yon Legend * *
as it Once Happened, I have recorded accurately and precisely the verity of
Future beckons us all," Phumos once said, and I certainly believed her.
Past slipped from memory as Time marched onward. Present seemed only to linger
about for an instant, then it, too, disappeared. Only Future remained to
tantalize the mind; only Future never died. And so, Future called out to the
Wizards, but only Phumos and myself answered his call.
coerced us to mix our Power, revealing his nature, for Future truly wanted to
be free. He described to us the dawning of a New Age, and the destruction of
the Old. The Key to the beginning of the New, lay in the Absorption of the
One. The One, whose Powers would almost surpass those of the Wizards
themselves, would Unite, and then be one. Protected by the Ambiguous Key and
the Restorer, the One would travel to the Undying City, and procure the Flame.
With the Flame, the One would seek out Univ Huton, and would only then achieve
a true Awakening, for Yon Legend would be complete.
words have I written through Foresensing, the greatest gift of Future. And
now, Phumos and I have truly understood what is to come--The Awakening of the
* * Foresight * *
about you," Bronson commanded soon after they had appeared in the
desolate Domain. "This is Toth Narvil, the only city--with the exception
of the City of Remembrance--that survived the Radiation Demons. Do you know
what this means? I shall achieve great power here!" Bronson fished in his
tunic and produced a thin parchment scroll.
unrolled the scroll and began to read. "Where did you get this
just appeared one day." Bronson retorted unconvivially." I only
wanted you to understand your function here. You are to protect me. Yon Legend
cannot be changed. You will have to obey me."
am I supposed to protect you? The Amulet can only be used by a woman, you know
this as well as I."
I explain everything to you? You have the Ring. It will permit you to use the
Amulet." Bronson said confidently, "Why else do you think that I
would let you keep it? Now, go ahead and try it. And remember, Great Restorer,
nodded and experimentally zapped a small rock with a powerful laser. The rock
shattered, sending little fragments scattering across the ground. He then
created a small hologram resembling Quiffy. It jumped and jiggled and cooed,
stopping only when Iffley stopped concentrating. Lastly, he felt the presence
of Bronson, Key in hand, with the amethysts. Iffley now understood Adena's
affection for the Key. It was very powerful. "I can make it function, but
only Adena actually knows all of its Powers."
Bronson led his protector into the walled city where they immediately found a
sentry. The sentry led the pair to his leader, Aridax Tollfin, Bane of the
need the Flame," Bronson said bluntly.
am sorry that I cannot acquiesce, gentlemen, but the Argent Flame is the only
protection Toth Narvil has against the Creatures of the Night." He
noticed the pair's uncomprehension and exclaimed, "Creatures of the Night
are Demons. They are nocturnal, coming out only at night to prey on the
unprotected. The only thing that they fear is the Argent Flame. It is the sole
protection of the city. The Radiation Demons tried to destroy us, but the
Night Creatures killed them before they could. The Nocturnals guard something
deep within their caves, something powerful. I have tried numerous times to
reach their treasure, but even with the Flame, I have failed.'
now, you will give the Flame to me."
am sorry, but only I can use the Flame, and I will not permit its use for
Mr. Tollfin, you shall have to be neutralized." Bronson thought swiftly,
and the Bane of the Dark stopped all motion. Bronson turned to Iffley,
"Okay, Suralio, lead me to the Flame."
had wanted to protest but could not. If he had had his Sceptre, then he could
have teleported to safety, but, with only the Amulet, Bronson would surely
defeat any attempt to escape. Iffley shrugged and let his mind flow through
the Amulet. Soon, after a myriad of corridors, they stood before the Argent
Flame, its silver-white light nearly blinding them.
Bronson said, "What are you waiting for? Get the Flame and let's get to
believe that you heard Aridax state that only he could make the Flame
function." Iffley replied coldly.
do you always fight Power, Enchanter? The Ring will enable you to use the
Flame. Only you comprehend its full uses, because only you have had it for any
length of time. I know that practice makes perfect, and Iffley, you have had
the most practice with the Ring. So...What are you waiting for?"
nodded and took the Flame from its pedestal. The Flame flared brilliantly, but
now, Iffley was immune to it; Bronson, however, had to shield his eyes. Iffley
told himself that he was only borrowing the Flame, and that he would return it
later. Still, his conscience bothered him.
they quickly left the city, Iffley noted Bronson's seemingly easy ability to
paralyze any opponents. Iffley silently wondered how many people were still
left untouched. They quickly approached the cave housing the Nocturnals. The
Amulet shone brightly, its purple light mixing with the argent glare. The
Amulet was locating Univ Huton, and something else--Demons.
cave was dark and deep, but the Argent Flame lit the way. They continued
deeper into the bowels of the earth, the Amulet pointing their most direct
route. The Demons were afraid of the Flame, staying in the comforting shadows
and snarling at the intruders. As the One and the Restorer approached Univ
Huton, the Demons realized that they had to protect their prize. Quite
unexpectedly, they attacked. Bronson halted the first few, but could not
concentrate on the whole. Lasers arced through the air, scoring on the Demons,
dropping them in their tracks. The Keys, however, were not killing their foes,
they were only temporarily stunning them.
Demon strayed too close to the Flame, and Iffley touched him with it. The
Demon howled uncontrollablely, and turned to ash. Iffley then ignored the
Amulet's defenses, only relying on It to locate the Demons, and used the
Argent Flame to destroy the closest enemies. Another Demon tried to attack the
pair from the rear. The Amulet forewarned Iffley, and the Demon died quickly.
Iffley realized why Tollfin had failed, the Demons had attacked him from the
rear, and he had barely escaped. Without the Amulet, the Flame could only
protect one side, while the other sides would be open for covert attacks.
the One and the Restorer fought ahead, until they reached the chamber. The
Demons had failed to protect their prize, so they hastened to escape the wrath
of their Masters.
stepped into the cavern and stared at Univ Huton. It was the largest computer
that Iffley had ever seen. It was even larger than PUTR, and, Iffley was sure,
more complex. Immediately Iffley knew that he was correct, for it spoke:
LAST! THE ONE HAS COME TO BE JOINED WITH ME.
stared as Yon Legend became fulfilled, "What do you want from
WANT FROM YOU WHAT YOU WANT FROM ME. POWER. YOU ARE MY
TO SUCCESS. COME CLOSER, OH,POWERFUL ONE. WE SHALL BE
DROP YOUR KEY, YOU WILL NO LONGER NEED IT.
dropped the Tiara and stepped closer to Univ Huton. A transparent sphere
descended and enclosed around him. Bronson's mind exploded with the knowledge
of the universe, allowing him to experience sensations beyond perception.
Finally, Bronson understood the true meaning of Enlightenment. His heart was
opened, and he understood the abstract ideas of Compassion, Love and
Selflessness. Even as he grasped these ideas, they slipped from him. Their
knowledge was too powerful. he struggled to remain in control, but Yon Legend
was too strong. Bronson realized that his life was purposeless without power.
Something within him snapped, and he lost his sanity.
LAST IT IS DONE: WE ARE ONE.
bubble dissolved, and so did Univ Huton. The cavern melted away, leaving
Iffley and the Tiara alone on the Domain's plain. Iffley wondered if it all
had been an illusion, but the presence of the Tiara dispelled that theory.
Iffley stared at the Key, refusing to take it, as if the Key were some vital
evidence in a homicide.
figures appeared before him. Iffley immediately recognized them as the
Historians. "All is as it was Foreseen," Shine said confidently.
someone please explain all of this? What happened to Yon Legend and
Restorer. Yon Legend never existed. It was simply an illusion placed in your
mind to bring you here." Beam responded.
what of Bronson?"
perceived the same illusion. His obsession for Power destroyed him. He has not
died, but is far from any rational action. We will take good care of him until
he dies," Beam said cautiously.
we owe you an explanation, Restorer." Light said. He nodded and the three
Historians began to glow. Iffley hid his eyes from the light until it
subsided. In the Historians' place stood three new figures. "We are,
Keybearer, the last of the Wizards."
who once was Shine, said. "Bronson became so Powerful, that he threatened
our existence. We had to join forces and eliminate the threat."
so you tricked me into helping you destroy Bronson's mind?" Iffley asked
did not try to harm him." Excho stated. "We simply showed him the
Truth: Bronson finally saw his true reflection."
you knew that the Truth would destroy him!" Iffley shouted.
was Foreseen." Phumos lowered her eyes to the ground, "we told
Bronson that the Enlightenment was Selflessness. But we lied." Her gaze
met Iffley's, "The only true Enlightenment is the ability to survive.
Survival, Restorer--there is only survival. Nothing else matters." Phumos
nodded and the trio vanished, leaving Iffley alone on the plain.
shouted to the mystic winds, but they gave no answer, leaving him all alone on
the desolate plain.
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