Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. He couldn’t quite tell what it was but he knew that somewhere the balance wasn’t right. Walking over to the bowl of purified liquid, glowing with a pure light source, the man dipped his hands in to wash them slowly. The color of the liquid changed and transformed as he scrubbed his hands. A soft patter behind him sounded and he ducked his head.
“It’s not that I wanted to start without you, I just wanted to start my part of the process you know it always takes my turn the longest.”
“Yes, but this we must do together, you know how things go. Don’t start bending the rules. We’ve done this for centuries now.” The second man tilted his head; a worried look crossed his face as he glanced at the liquid that turned a murky brown color. It resembled mud as it changed and fell from the first man’s fingers in chunks. He, unsurprised, continued to run his hands through the substance. It wasn’t every day that things changed amidst the chaos but it’d never gone as far as to change textures. They were prepared for every occurrence and categorized the situation. He was older than the second man and therefore unconcerned.
“I’ve been doing this for a millennium now; I think I know the way things go. Don’t forget who trained you, Seer.” He turned back toward the younger man and then glanced past him towards the servants that stood at his back. They had blindfolds covering their eyes but they could maneuver the caves just as if they could see. It was one of the abilities they’d been given by the Light Warriors in order to work effectively in their presence. The Future and the Fate were seen through the eyes and the soul. These servants had been chosen for their reliability and their oaths to secrecy. The bound blind folds were formed from the grains of the Earth and held the shielding powers of the liquid life source that flowed in the bowl. They were allowed to remove the folds once they returned home, as they are directed safely back to their families each night. They were each trusted and given the means to care for their families in return.
“Sorry, Saga, I don’t mean to forget my place.”
“Don’t worry, Seer. I trained you to understand, to have an opinion, I expect you to use it.” He pulled his hands from the liquid, now purified, and held up his elbows at the wrist. He whispered a few inaudible words before two of the servants rushed forward on sure footing. They grasp his hands and cleaned them of the remaining liquid. The tips of his fingers glowed just slightly and he placed them on the head of one of the servants. “I see you have a sickness in your family. Tomorrow, bring her here so that she may be healed.” The servant didn’t acknowledge his words but continued to dry his arms. “And you, your wife is having complications with the babe. Bring her here also, she and the child will stay with us until it is born, you will find he has a great purpose in Arinth and will grow strong and honorable.” He removed his fingers from the temple of the second servant. They served them well and they will be taken care of. Turning to Seer, Saga huffed as the younger man fumbled with the liquid in the bowl. “Are you still learning, Seer? Or must I do your part as well?” he chuckled when the younger warrior mumbled under his throat. He stepped forward and lifted his arms at the elbow. Two servants followed just as quickly behind him and dried his skin of the liquid life source. It glowed, for him, at his wrist.
“Come, old man. I was just waiting for you.” The banter between the two was nothing new as over the last two centuries they’d stood side by side every day to follow the ritual. Today, however, would be different as the Malus had plans that hadn’t previously cemented into the future.
Seer approached the wall that acted as a two way screen between the other Light Warriors that were scattered across the universe. They had learned their lesson a few centuries before. A group of stragglers from the intraspace had stumbled upon a group of Light Warriors and all but two warriors had been slaughtered and the balance of the life source of the galaxy had been severely disrupted. It had been just around the time that the planet Malvroy had defected. The Light Warriors had just been in the process of changing the fate, of the much dreaded species, when they were killed. Malvroy, without their help, continued to a disastrous end. They had never been able to recover from the destruction of their home planet and blamed the Light Warriors despite the destruction being their own faults.
The Light Warriors, of course, worked doubly to try and rectify what had happen with the race but the Malus had fought back. They, from that moment on, would decide their own fates. They would come to despise everything the Light Warriors tried to enforce. They went against their fates and after the Light Warriors found an co-inhabitable planet for the Malus they’d killed the race that’d lived there, drained the planet of its dark power they’d converted from life source and left it dead it their wake. The planet rose above the Earth, one they’d dubbed the Moon, dead and covered in a silver ash. Those left had dispersed throughout the galaxy some two centuries prior and it lay empty and untouched until the Earth dwellers first steps on its surface.
Seer and Saga stood just before the screen, waiting. A flicker showed and a ripple flowed through the walls of the cave just before a light shone from the surface of the wall. A small woman, beautiful in her own light, stood just to the side of the screen. She stood with a grace of a princess, her hair long and glowing of soft yellow light. Her eyes were open, their silver irises piercing the air. She smiled slightly when she saw Seer. Once upon a time, they’d been in love. It just hadn’t been in the will, of the Light Warriors before them, to be placed together. Egeria Shen did say they would be together forever, what she did not mention was that they would see each other nearly every day and yet not be able to give in to the love they felt in their hearts.
The woman, Destina as they called her, glanced just to her left as her Abasha, her abettor, appeared. He, in all his glory, was the perfect Light partner for her as they’d been together from birth and he took care of her like his own sister. They lived on Spiritian amongst the Sprites that inhabited that land. They were elven in nature and held the semblance and air of the royals that walked that planet. His name was Ralfin and he, too, agreed with the joining of Destina and Seer. Soon, he might make an appeal to those Light Warriors above them, though few as they were, in their favor. If he could trade Saga, his longtime love, for his sister Destina then both the couples would be happy. Unfortunately, Saga wasn’t aware of his love and wasn’t old enough to have finished his training. He’d only been with Seer for a few centuries and the elder Light Warriors were not going to move him any time soon. Ralfin had waited for a long time to become a Light Warrior and knew what it felt like to want something so bad but have to wait for it to come to past. As unconventional as their love would be, and as uncommon as it was amongst Light Warriors, he knew that once Saga was finished with his training and became aware of his love they would spend eternity together. That was something he could wait for.
As a few of the other figures came into sight the walls solidified, giving the illusion that they stood with them in the room. A soft silence covered the space and all breathing evened until their hearts were in tune as one. Their wavelengths meshed and their thoughts bounced around the room. Another woman, more beautiful than the first, stood up from a crouched position. She had long hair, the soft tendrils reaching just below the curve of her bottom. The brown tresses curled almost frazzled on the ends and gave her an Amazonian look. Fawn, as she was called, had light brown skin complemented by her honey colored eyes. She was barely clothed just like her Abasha who stood next to her. He, too, rose from a crouched position and raised his hand to the sword at his hip, looked around the room his eyes sharp and alert. Curiouser stood almost the height of a giant, at a near six foot seven, also with long hair that rained to his hips. His eyes were brown and deep set and his chin was chiseled with anger. They, the most warrior-like of all the Light Warriors, lived on Jungelus. The entire planet thrived on the jungles much like the Amazons of Earth. They lived centuries and were the strongest, oldest race of the galaxy. They, of many shades, were often times the most beautiful and the richest of the galaxy also. The Jungas were the only race that had never caused an imbalance on their own planet. The life source had always been intact and, according to the Light Warriors of the past, always will be. Despite the violent nature of their creatures, the violent nature of the Mother Nature of their planet and the warrior mentality of the species they held a balance no other planet had been able to achieve since the very beginning. Dark power had never so much as touched anything that had hailed from their land.
“Ah, so we have gathered. How is Jungelus? Is it as peaceful as ever?” Seer smiled up at his longtime friend, Curiouser, and walked over to him. They clasp arms and looked over the group as the other Light Warriors greeted each other with smiles and cheek kisses. They chuckled at the way Ralfin clasped hands with Saga and looked into his eyes. They’d known for a while that he’d held love for the other warrior but haven’t interfered. It wasn’t their place. They knew, however, the two men would come together eventually and there was no sense in rushing anything. They would live almost forever, together.
“Yes, I’m afraid the Sabers are back. It’s no wonder they were quick to go extinct on Earth. They never stop fighting us and we can’t allow them to roam free. Other than that Jungelus is as peaceful as it’s always been. The balance is perfect. I couldn’t ask for a better planet to oversee and race to be born from. How are things on Arinth?” Curiouser gave into the banter but knew something was truly wrong when a small crease formed between Seers eyebrows. “It is that bad?”
“It is worse. We aren’t entirely sure as to what we are receiving. It isn’t Arinth that I’m worried about. It’s Earth.” Seer spoke loud enough that the other warriors could hear and their voices lowered to silence.
“But Earth is different. Their humans don’t even know about the life source on their planet, they have no idea about the rest of the planets and they are almost clueless as to the rest of the galaxy. How could they be the problem?” Destina spoke, looking up into Seers eyes blushing at his admiration but not mistaking the seriousness of his tone.
“Earth is coming to know a lot more than the Council wanted them to. We didn’t budge any when they landed on Moon but that’s because that planet had already been deserted and almost eradicated. It had been evacuated much earlier and we weren’t worried. That didn’t feed their hunger for knowledge, though. Now they are striving to go further, invent more, dig deeper into the galaxy. That isn’t the problem, though.”
“Well, good Seer, what is?” Saga spoke with a small bite to his tongue. He knew that Seer had been hiding things from him and wouldn’t stand for him hiding secrets any longer. The Abashas were to know everything about each other. It was unacceptable.
“The Malus have seemed to take an interest in the planet. They are currently looking for a conduit, as to why I am not necessarily sure. I have read the signs and the stars and have even spoken to Egeria Shen. The only thing that I could glean from her sight was that the planet, if not for one, will fail. It seemed vague until she mentioned a tracker, a heart and a darkest power.” Seer waved a hand over the screen they’d appeared from and on the screen a showing of a tall figure, laced with muscles, obviously a male and a smaller one blurred, whose sex was not as defined.
“The only tracker that we know that could change the course…” Fawn finally spoke, a worried look in her eyes.
“Indeed but he is no longer strong enough, however, his son has risen almost to his full potential.” Seer stepped down off the dial and held his hands up. The purified tips of his fingers glowed just slightly when he came in closer proximity to the others. He reached one hand out to Destina and another out to Fawn. They came to his side and locked fingers with him. “Come, we have much to do.” His eyes glowed slightly as the rest of the Light Warriors locked hands and formed a circle. Before them, the male figure that had formed from the light reshaped until they could see his face clearly. His eyes were blank, his mouth set, above his head warrior symbols etched into the air.
“Hunter? Chase Hunter?” Fawn whispered. “Egeria had said he was special when he’d been born.”
“Let us find and prepare him. It is time we finish this war once and for all.” Curiouser almost yelled as he grasped Fawn and Saga’s hands.
“Who is the small figure beside him? Perhaps Egeria Shen would also be of assistance in finding them.” Ralfin nodded as the others agreed with him. They would fix this. They would fix it all. It’s been too long with the Malus believing they were in charge, that they had the power. The Malus thought they could take over the galaxy but they were wrong.
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