Fanfic Crossover: "Tigrons at the end of Time". First Chapter
(Copyright of characters and situations belongs to Storm Constantine and Michael Moorcock)
Tigrons at the End of Time
Una Persson sat at the Time Control console and sighed. He was tired of keeping the fort in August, it was hot at the time centre. Her friend Catherine had gone to the canary Islands with her family , and Una prayed the Balance for her. She was sipping coffee when Catherine popped out of thin air.
“Hello, Una. How’s going? I HAD to flee from those murderous moron brothers I have, Jerry and Frank. You won’t believe it! They engaged in a fight were surfing, fell in a wave and they had to be saved by the coast guard”
“Poor Catherine! Well, anyway, I’m SO happy to have you again with me!”
“As am I, Una... Say, what’s happening? Lok at the monitor”!
“What? I’d never seen anything like that, before!”
A wholly different and unknown time-spsace configuration was interfering with the Megaflow.
“Where is it, Una?”
“At the End of time, where else?
Caeru had never been at ease in the Otherlanes. That chaotic maelstrom of space currents, flowing ethers and time vortexes frightened him. He embraced tightly Cal, with whom was sharing a Sedu, seeking comfort.
“Are you sure this is the right way, Pell?, asked Cal. He sensed strange beings lurking beyond a cloud of dark matter, and wanted to get it over with this trip.
“Of course it's the right way”, said Pell. “I recall perfectly the route, from the Ultraviolet Vortex, take the third wormhole on the Ifness dimension.
“Ifness? Oh, no, it was Maybeness, you moron!You inverted the Hypercubic chart!!
“Are you doubting me, Cal? I remember perfectly the indication. “By the river of If Only il the land of Might Have been”
“Listen if it’s the river of If only it cant’be Ifness! Ifness meass infinite probability”
“So what? “
At that moment a gigantic Ultravortex caught them, and they were hurled out of the Otherlanes in another Spacetime.
Suddenly Peridot whinnied stridently, as he was transformed in a gigentic Flamingo-shaped Ornitophter
Even the Sedu of Cal and Caeru underwent a similas change.
“See what you have done?”, whined Pell.
“Are you sure of what you’re doing?”, asked Brannart Morphail to dr. Volpspion, as he was adjusting the controls of a strange iridescent contraption.
“Of course! My cosmic Unfurler will unwrap the Hidden Dimensions, so we could flee to another Universe. I pull this lever and I’ll see what happens”
“Noo”, said Brannart, who saw a curious contracting of the moonbeams. An entire rainbow of colors unknown to the human spectrum invaded the laboratory. Brannart managed to off the unfurler just in time. The moonbeam web readjusted himself, but it was vibrating.
“Let’s call lord Jagged, gasped Dr Volospion.
Lorf Jagged was at a Duke of Queen’s party , held in a prairie of giant dandelions and poppies who were chanting Beatles’s songs.He was relaxing on a soft dandelion when Chaos invaded the pastel lilac sky and dispersed the little winged koalas dancing in the marshmallow clouds.
“Ever the show-off, are you?”, said Jagged dangling off a dandelion.
“Yes, you should have warned us”. complained the Iron Orchid, her beautful giant monarch butterfly wings all ruffled.
“I didn’t do it, I swear!” protested the Duke.
“I suppose those giant Flamingoes arent’ yours either”, said Sweet Orb Mace librating on giant Dragonfly wings.
“Can we land, please?”, shouted Pell from his flamingo. Cal and Caeru were staring,flabbergasted..
“Mmm, what a tasty world”, said Caeru. The Duke of Queen had suffused the athmosphere of his party with cinnamon essence.
“There you, are, Caeru, this is your world”, said Cal, sardonically. But Even Caeru’s flamboyant dress couldn’t match those of the Time Dwellers.
“Please, come”, said Lord Jagged,” Are you friends of the Duke of Queens?”
“Who is the Duke of Queens? Is he Har?”, asked Pell
“That’s me”, said the bewildered gold and black striped Duke. Then, to Lord Jagged:
“See? It was not my doing! I never saw those fellows!”
“Nor do we remember ever seeing you”, said Pell, then introduced himself and his companions to Lord Jagged and the others.
“But who made you?”, asked the Duke of Queens
(to be Continued)
Tigrons at the End of Time
Una Persson sat at the Time Control console and sighed. He was tired of keeping the fort in August, it was hot at the time centre. Her friend Catherine had gone to the canary Islands with her family , and Una prayed the Balance for her. She was sipping coffee when Catherine popped out of thin air.
“Hello, Una. How’s going? I HAD to flee from those murderous moron brothers I have, Jerry and Frank. You won’t believe it! They engaged in a fight were surfing, fell in a wave and they had to be saved by the coast guard”
“Poor Catherine! Well, anyway, I’m SO happy to have you again with me!”
“As am I, Una... Say, what’s happening? Lok at the monitor”!
“What? I’d never seen anything like that, before!”
A wholly different and unknown time-spsace configuration was interfering with the Megaflow.
“Where is it, Una?”
“At the End of time, where else?
Caeru had never been at ease in the Otherlanes. That chaotic maelstrom of space currents, flowing ethers and time vortexes frightened him. He embraced tightly Cal, with whom was sharing a Sedu, seeking comfort.
“Are you sure this is the right way, Pell?, asked Cal. He sensed strange beings lurking beyond a cloud of dark matter, and wanted to get it over with this trip.
“Of course it's the right way”, said Pell. “I recall perfectly the route, from the Ultraviolet Vortex, take the third wormhole on the Ifness dimension.
“Ifness? Oh, no, it was Maybeness, you moron!You inverted the Hypercubic chart!!
“Are you doubting me, Cal? I remember perfectly the indication. “By the river of If Only il the land of Might Have been”
“Listen if it’s the river of If only it cant’be Ifness! Ifness meass infinite probability”
“So what? “
At that moment a gigantic Ultravortex caught them, and they were hurled out of the Otherlanes in another Spacetime.
Suddenly Peridot whinnied stridently, as he was transformed in a gigentic Flamingo-shaped Ornitophter
Even the Sedu of Cal and Caeru underwent a similas change.
“See what you have done?”, whined Pell.
“Are you sure of what you’re doing?”, asked Brannart Morphail to dr. Volpspion, as he was adjusting the controls of a strange iridescent contraption.
“Of course! My cosmic Unfurler will unwrap the Hidden Dimensions, so we could flee to another Universe. I pull this lever and I’ll see what happens”
“Noo”, said Brannart, who saw a curious contracting of the moonbeams. An entire rainbow of colors unknown to the human spectrum invaded the laboratory. Brannart managed to off the unfurler just in time. The moonbeam web readjusted himself, but it was vibrating.
“Let’s call lord Jagged, gasped Dr Volospion.
Lorf Jagged was at a Duke of Queen’s party , held in a prairie of giant dandelions and poppies who were chanting Beatles’s songs.He was relaxing on a soft dandelion when Chaos invaded the pastel lilac sky and dispersed the little winged koalas dancing in the marshmallow clouds.
“Ever the show-off, are you?”, said Jagged dangling off a dandelion.
“Yes, you should have warned us”. complained the Iron Orchid, her beautful giant monarch butterfly wings all ruffled.
“I didn’t do it, I swear!” protested the Duke.
“I suppose those giant Flamingoes arent’ yours either”, said Sweet Orb Mace librating on giant Dragonfly wings.
“Can we land, please?”, shouted Pell from his flamingo. Cal and Caeru were staring,flabbergasted..
“Mmm, what a tasty world”, said Caeru. The Duke of Queen had suffused the athmosphere of his party with cinnamon essence.
“There you, are, Caeru, this is your world”, said Cal, sardonically. But Even Caeru’s flamboyant dress couldn’t match those of the Time Dwellers.
“Please, come”, said Lord Jagged,” Are you friends of the Duke of Queens?”
“Who is the Duke of Queens? Is he Har?”, asked Pell
“That’s me”, said the bewildered gold and black striped Duke. Then, to Lord Jagged:
“See? It was not my doing! I never saw those fellows!”
“Nor do we remember ever seeing you”, said Pell, then introduced himself and his companions to Lord Jagged and the others.
“But who made you?”, asked the Duke of Queens
(to be Continued)