This particular entry deals with rape and its aftermath. If you are uncomfortable with those topics you may want to skip this one…..
Part 4
Small Talk
"And so Luna chose us to travel with you to Inca then back to Thrace."
Abigail finished her story and wondered if the stunned commander heard anything that she just said.
Robin slowly nodded her head as she bit her bottom lip. She shifted her blue eyes to look at Sarah. The commander seemed certain that Sarah was trying her best not to laugh out loud at the dazed looked on her face.
"Soooo…" Robin couldn't think of anything to say. Her eyes moved back to the specs and she couldn't help but think they were cute.
They hovered in the air just in front of Robin and Sarah. Their tiny little bodies shimmering from the light that the star dust produced. They were only about an inch tall and when they darted around the room they appeared to be no more than a reflection of light from outside.
The specs waited to see what would happen next. Abigail had been sent on enough mission's that the reactions from Sarah and Robin were nothing new to her, but this was the first for Otis and he was starting to get nervous. He crossed his arms and let out a loud sigh. Abigail hoped he would keep his mouth shut…her hopes were dashed out quickly.
"Look…there is a chance of danger and we need to…"
"Danger? What kind of danger?"
The piercing blue eyes that bored into Otis, made him even more nervous than the silence. Abigail just hung her head; there would be no way around it now.
Otis swallowed hard. His wings were visibly trembling. He took a deep breath before explaining what could possibly be waiting for them.
"Before we left Orion, we were informed that you had possession of the Blade of Spearos."
Robin and Sarah nodded their heads as they listened closely to Otis.
"It must be returned to Orion…and only the chosen one can do that."
Robin felt her patience getting pushed to the edge of no return.
"I'm assuming you're getting to the dangerous part soon."
Otis nodded his head quickly. "What is it with these commander types?" He wondered.
"As you know the blade is capable of killing immortals…it is also capable of many other things…if you know how to call forth its powers. I can only assume that the chosen one knew how to call forth those powers…otherwise you would not have gained your immortality Sarah."
Sarah felt her breath catch. "How did you know…?"
Abigail looked to the blonde. "Luna knows all things Sarah. We had to wait until the exchange of immortality was made between you and Monroe before we could come to you."
Sarah shook her head in disbelief as Robin stared intently at the small specs. The small blonde's voice filled the quiet. "You mean my daughter was responsible for making the exchange happen?"
Both specs nodded their heads, as Abigail spoke up. "She could not have done it without the blade. Magna knew the power it possessed, she wanted to become immortal, but she did not know how to use it. Truth is she would never have been able to."
Sarah and Robin looked questionably toward the shimmering spec.
Abigail didn't know how much to tell the two women, but she felt it was her duty to make sure they were informed of everything that would take place while on board the Phoenix.
"Sarah…your daughter is the chosen one. When she awakens from her sleep…" Abigail grew very silent. Sarah felt her heart rate quicken. Robin could feel the nervousness coming from her soul mate.
"What….what happens when she wakes?" Robin was trying her best to remain patient.
Abigail looked up to the women before her. Yes…they were strong when together. They would be a force to reckon with.
"Sarah your daughter will no longer be a child."
The look of confusion on both women's faces encouraged her to continue. Otis wisely remained quiet.
"She is growing rapidly while she sleeps. Her powers will be fully developed and she will emerge as a new person. She will be given a new name and she will fulfill the prophecy of the Oracle."
Sarah reached to her source of strength. Robin instantly grabbed her lover's hand.
"What is the prophecy Abigail?"
The tiny spec took a deep breath. She didn't know if she should proceed or not, then she felt the command from Luna. "It's all right Abigail…tell them." The tiny spec felt the calming presence of her divine mentor and nodded her head. Softly she began.
"It was prophesied that the Blade of Spearos would be taken from the realm of Orion. And that the evil that possessed it, would try to claim it's powers. And indeed Magna took it. However, she could not call forth the power. Only love can call it forth, and even if Magna would have known that love was the key to unlocking the blades power, she would never have been capable of doing it. She had no love inside her."
Abigail paused for a moment, deep in thought.
"Some how Magna knew that the power that lives inside the blade would lead it back to the chosen one. I imagine she planned on forcing the chosen one to call forth the power…I'm not sure."
Robin held Sarah's shaking hand in her own, trying to give all the comfort she could to her soul mate.
"What else Abigail…what kind of danger are we facing?" Robin asked.
"It is said that the chosen one will return the Blade of Spearos to Orion where it will be placed in its intended resting-place. Then the chosen one will reign as the high priestess for one hundred years. After that she will make her spiritual transition and become the new oracle. There is a brief period of adjustment for her, when she will be learning what she is truly capable of. During this time she is extremely vulnerable."
Abigail waited so that her words would sink in. "There are those who would not shed tears over the death of the chosen one."
Robin nodded her head in silent understanding. She knew her job was to protect the chosen one and Sarah.
A deafening silence filled the chamber as realization sank in on Sarah. Her little girl had gone into the healing chamber to meditate, but she would not be coming out. The prophecy had started to unravel the moment Angel was conceived.
Robin searched Sarah's face for a sign of what the young woman was thinking. The slow tears falling from Sarah' eyes gave Robin all the answers she needed.
"When will all the tears stop for you love?" Robin pulled her lover to her. Abigail and Otis stared at the two women, as the familiar warm glow surrounded the soul mates. The two specs could see how much Luna favored them. It was indeed an honor to escort them.
"I've lost my daughter."
Warm tears flowed freely now. Sarah's pain was almost unbearable and the two specs could feel the weight of it. Silently they hovered above the illuminated women and softly sprinkled their star dust all around them.
The tears began to subside as a deeper understanding flooded Sarah. Her daughter would always live inside her. The chosen one was needed to ensure the well being of every living creature in the universe.
Robin pressed her lips to Sarah's forehead. "I love you…we can always have another child Sarah….if that's what you want."
Sarah smiled into the eyes of her future. "You always know just what to say to me."
Robin felt relief flood her body at the gentle smile Sarah gifted her with. The commander knew everything would be all right. No matter what happened.
The tiny specs smiled as the two women seemed to get lost in each other. Quietly they made their way to some far corner and left the soul mates to bask in the healing power of the love they shared.
Otis smiled as he felt the vibrations coming across the room. "They sure can put out a lot of energy."
Abigail nodded her head, as she too, felt the vibrations carry across the room. "Indeed they can Otis."
Otis swallowed hard as he looked over at his commander. "Abigail….I'm…."
The tiny spec looked over at her stammering partner. "Yes Otis….what is it?"
"I'm….just sorry for earlier….you know….I didn't really mean to shake you so hard."
Abigail was shocked at the apology. That was the last thing she expected from him. He was just so obnoxious…so quick to jump…so fast to dismiss the rules….so….so….cute when he blushed.
"It's okay Otis…..I'm sorry for slamming into you."
The little spec looked up. "Really…you mean it?"
"Yeah….I mean it."
For the moment peace had been established between the two specs, but Abigail didn't look for it to last for long. She knew Otis was a wild card and she just hoped he didn't do anything to jeopardize this mission.
"Well what do we do now Abigail?"
"We wait for them…." Abigail nodded her head in the direction of the two women and quickly turned away, feeling the blush sweep over her features, "to…you know….finish."
In the time it took Abigail to gain her composure, Otis had stopped breathing. In his mind the mission was a success. He felt something hit him in the back of the head and realized it was a ball of star dust.
"Would you quit staring….it's impolite."
He shook his head to clear out the visions that would be forever imprinted on his tiny little brain.
"What were you saying?"
Abigail mumbled under her breath "men"
"We need to have Robin set a course to Inca. Once we get there we will pick up the priestess that Luna has selected to instruct the chosen one, then we will head back to Thrace."
Otis shrugged his little shoulders and stretched his wings allowing a little bit of dust to fall around them. "Sounds simple enough."
"Otis, it is two more days before the chosen one will awaken. We must land in Inca before that happens. Her powers will be so great that she will need immediate attention that only the priestess can give her. Without it she may accidentally hurt someone or herself."
Otis nodded his head in understanding. The vibes he felt coming from the two women across the room were so great, it was all he could do to not look over. However, fear of Abigail's discipline kept him facing the opposite direction. He decided that was his best option. If he couldn't see them, surely he would be able to get some sleep.
Just as both specs folded their wings around them to sleep, Sarah let out a cry of passion that shook the air with its intensity.
"So much for sleep" thought Otis.
He tightened his wings around him and hoped sleep would claim him soon. Abigail just smiled as the sounds of love filled the air before quickly being replaced by the deep sound of Otis humming. "poor thing…" she couldn't help but laugh a little at his discomfort before joining in with a sweet hum of her own.
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