Once Upon a Time.......In a differant dimension outside of space & time....
"Gentleman......if you would please step up onto the platform and turn your attention to the monitors. The show is about to begin."
The room was as dark as oblivion itself and the only lights that could be seen were coming from 50 hovering holographic computer screens located all over the spaceless area. As an answer to the narrator's hollow request, the sound of multiple metal clad feet could be heard trampling all over the ground as a group of heavily cloaked & hooded figures stopped their whispered conversations amongst themselves and proceeded to the limelight.
"Are you certain that this new base of operations is secure?" inquired a cautious voice that sounded strangely similar to the narrator's. "Cause if I remember correctly...our last one didn't even last for 15 minutes before The Observers located us."
There was an annoyed grunt as the narrator replied, "Well we can thank No.131 for that unpleasant surprise. I can't believe that idiot forgot to erect the Anti-Preeminent Shield."
".....and did YOU?"
"Heck no!....now everybody shut up and let me start."
There was dead silence as the first speaker cleared his throat and pressed a key button that displayed the image of an old and brown-looking planet Earth on every floating monitor within the area. "Earth 418 guys.....the birthplace of our origin and the homeworld of our predecessor. You all know the story, the legend and the myth and you also know the ending. But its what happened after those events that you wanna hear."
The monitors switch to another image showing a Genesis Barrier in its primal construction.
"My recent explorations have led me to discover that The Observers, on the behalf of the mysterious cosmic entities we know as The Everlasting, sealed off the lifeless universe of Earth 418 and severed its connection completely from the Multiverse. In other words.....the history and knowledge of that universe never existed within any of our separate dimensional timelines. By rights, The Observers' actions would have erased us all from existence....................yet here we are today, standing together in the same hall within the IX Sanctum of Pandora. Why is that?...."
The monitors blinked once more to show another Earth, this time much greener and more healthier-looking than the one shown a few seconds ago.
"....the answer to our questions lies here, in Earth One. The center of everything and of all parallel earths within the Multiverse. The ORIGINAL version of Earth as you may call it. Ever since the destruction of Earth 418, all my theoretical investigations have led up to one conclusion."
The monitors suddenly went blank for a moment while red stage lights were activated in its place, revealing the silhouettes of those present.
"Our timestreams have all converged and aligned themselves with the dimensional fabric of Earth One, making that planet's version of us the prime source. In short gentlemen......we have found our next origin of birth at last. Unfortunately.....further time travels of mine have revealed that his path and ours are not the same due to some chronological side effect of the destruction of Earth 418. As a result, I've sent Number 2 to ensure that that would not be a problem."
There was another silence for a moment before another voice spoke up. "You mean the self-righteous A-hole from Earth Two?...good riddance I say."
"We are all self-righteous a-holes here you imbecile," retorted another audience member rudely. "As much as I hate to admit it....its what makes us....US....i guess."
Turning his attention to the narrator he continued. "Are you sure Number 2 can accomplish that mission?....don't forget, we have that curse to deal with as well..."
There came a husky chuckle from the main speaker as he replied, "Oh I'm sure he will think of something for her especially. After-all....he IS us...and all of us, including him, have dealt with our beloved ones before......mercilessly. But now my dear bethren.....let us raise up our chalices and toast to this memorable event."
There was a shuffle as the shadowed strangers prepared their silver cups for the commemoration.
"To the nativity of Archaos!" cried the narrator lifting his goblet. "...and the inception of all that is to come."
"To Archaos" was the cry that rang throughout the stygian hallway followed by the cling and clangs of the metal cups. At the same time the monitors briefly flickered and suddenly displayed an aerial view image of the Imagicraft Foundation.
Aranel and Abram:
Presently:
Somewhere along the highway....
"*Cough*....*cough* *cough*.....oh goddamn....that shit tasted horrible..." muttered Abram as he threw a newly lit cigarette out of the car window with a green face. "What kind of idiot in the world would want to breathe in something like that in the first place..."
"I could ask you the same thing too bro," replied his sister, Aranel, as she continued reading her Jane Austen novel. "...especially since you're only 13 years old and have asthma to top it off."
"Hey...smoking is the trend of awesomeness these day," retorted her brother before taking a gulp of water from his avian bottle. Pulling down his mask he added. ".....or at least it was.....anyways I'm never going to smoke a tobacco leaf again as long as I live."
The Lee Sun Tzu twins were riding within their family limousine on the way to their new school.....or Abram's new school to be exact. Despite her young age, Aranel had been appointed a teacher within the Imagicraft Foundation....an appointment Abram wasn't too pleased about as it proved that she was smarter than him in every way possible.
The Imagicraft Foundation:
April 24th, 2014
Orientation Hall:
April 24th, 2014
Orientation Hall:
The undeniable presence of dark magical aura as well as the heavy thudding of metal roused Mr. Hobbes up from his siesta on a comfortable armchair. The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the thick solid frame of a green-cloaked & heavily armoured humanoid towering over him. "Wh-why your Excellency!" mumbled the poor shocked tiger as he quickly got up from where he sat and bowed low. "How nice to see that you're....erm....punctual?"
Doctor Archaos, "The Arch Warlock of Occultism" looked down upon the principle and through the thick iron mask that hid his face he replied darkly. "But of course.....what kind of an example would I be if I was not on time for even the most simplest of things."
"Of course of course," Mr. Hobbes responded with a slight tremble as he gulped down hard. "Please follow me.."
The principal led the emperor up onto the podium and towards the backstage where a row of steel seats were stationed, reserved only for the teachers. In the middle of that row was a extra-ordinary chair crafted in the size of a comfortable make-shift throne suited for the likes of someone like Archaos. As such, the latter paused for a moment before saying, "Hmm.....crude...but it will do." Sitting down he said nothing else and Mr.Hobbes was wise enough to bow low and backed slowly away with the words "The enrollers will soon be arriving your lordship, so I beg of you to be a alittle bit patient while waiting. If you wish for any refreshments, please do no hesitate to ring for me."
With that, the tiger quickly took his leave and when safely out of sight, he sat down on the ground and wiped the sweat off of his forehead. "Yeesh.....of all places, why must someone like Archaos come to MY school?....boy can I not wait for the first semester to be done and over with." Getting up, Mr. Hobbes proceeded to the main entrance where he planned to meet the following newcomers. But as usual, once he sat down on a nearby sofa he curled up like a kitten and doused off to sleep.
