Issues: The Beginning, Epilogue
Title: Issues: The Beginning, Epilogue
Fandom: Issues
Characters/pairings: Ensemble
Rating: PG-13
Summary: A group of college students find a way to travel to other worlds.
Warnings: Mary-Sue self insert with bad characterizations.
Notes: Old writing, from waaaaay back in the day, in it's mostly original format (very minor corrections may have been made)
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BWAAAAAMMMMNNNNN
These woods had not heard the portal-sound for many years, but the trees, old and grizzled and stripped of their growth, remembered the feeling of the two beings that planted them and leaned towards the figures stepping from the portals. The shorter of the two laughed, brushing an errant branch with her hand. The branch, long bare, burst into life that defied the scorched landscape. The wave of green spread through the tree, into the ground, and suddenly plants bloomed in a ten foot radius of the old tree. Two more figures stepped from the blue portal, neither yet a teenager, looking around with wide eyes. They had never seen the aftermath of a nuclear war before, and the effects saddened them. then they looked at the tree and laughed, comforted by the sight of green among the gray and brown and black landscape. The four stood a moment, admiring the old tree, then turned towards the building that sat some distance away.
"You did that, didn't you, mother?" One of the second two people said. The voice was young and male and spoke of warm fire and steady earth. "You protected the house, right?"
"Of course she did, and father helped, right?" Spoke the other. Her voice held the light tones of water and air, along with youth and an uncanny similarity to the male voice.
The tallest of the four turned and smiled at his children. "The spell on this house can hold to up anything." He said, his bluer than blue eyes gleaming. "We wanted to make sure it last long enough to show the two of you where we lived." His hand twined with that of his mate, the two of them looking like young lovers rather than mates of five hundred years.
The girl-twin frowned. "The house survived, but the land didn't."
The mother smiled at her daughter. "You two could change that, it you wished."
The twins looked at each other, then joined hands as they walked. Their eyes closed, and the air around them grew charged with elemental energy, red and green around the boy, blue and pale gold around the girl. The energy sank into the ground, and a patch of green grass began to spread around their feet. The air cleared of the smoky, dead smell, and even the never-ending clouds broke apart a bit, revealing a glimpse of a watery sun.
The grass continued to spread, following the group as they approached the house. When the parents stopped, so did the children, and so did the energy emanating from them. They looked back at the carpet of grass and laughed to see the lush fauna.
"Does the whole world look like this, mother?" The boy asked, his eyes worried.
"Almost." She replied. "That's going to be your first big Task, you two. Renew this world."
"Can we?"
"Yes, I believe you can."
The twins looked at each other, then up at the house. "So, this is where you two fell in love, hm?" The girl asked, laying her hand on the side of the building. "And this is where you lived with Suzaku's chosen, and the Saiya-jin twins of time, and your sisters, right?"
"Yup."
"Are any of them...alive?"
"Chichiri lives still." Legolas replied, looking up at the house with eyes older than his appearance. "He is still human, and is very old and frail. But he still travels Konan, like the nomad he's always been."
Teri laughed. "Nomad, indeed, oh wandering elf." She said with a grin. "Now, come, both of you. I want to show you the way this world is laid out before I set you to healing it. Consider this your final exam in elementalism."
The lush carpet of green grass swayed in the wind, drifting a long-forgotten scent over the field...and across a tiny graveyard inhabited by eight tombstones. Tasuki, Suzaku's winged warrior, Trunks, leader of the greatest corporation of his world, lay beside their loves, Missy the shifting healer and Keeren, the visonary. Both women had spent their lives well, raising their children, and helping shape many worlds before their deaths. Their out-worldly lovers, both who had grieved their passing, had decided to lay at rest in this world rather than their own. The rest of Suzaku's chosen, and Mirai no Trunks had all opted to live and die in their own lands.
Further away, more gravestones lay in a line. The great warriors, Ace, Lorin, Ainslee, and Alisha all lay to rest here, undisturbed throughout time. The spell of protecting on the house had held these graves safe as well. Five hundred years had passed since a young human had once bought the house, and many more would pass before it fell. But for now, there was a recovering world to heal.
Fandom: Issues
Characters/pairings: Ensemble
Rating: PG-13
Summary: A group of college students find a way to travel to other worlds.
Warnings: Mary-Sue self insert with bad characterizations.
Notes: Old writing, from waaaaay back in the day, in it's mostly original format (very minor corrections may have been made)
o o o
BWAAAAAMMMMNNNNN
These woods had not heard the portal-sound for many years, but the trees, old and grizzled and stripped of their growth, remembered the feeling of the two beings that planted them and leaned towards the figures stepping from the portals. The shorter of the two laughed, brushing an errant branch with her hand. The branch, long bare, burst into life that defied the scorched landscape. The wave of green spread through the tree, into the ground, and suddenly plants bloomed in a ten foot radius of the old tree. Two more figures stepped from the blue portal, neither yet a teenager, looking around with wide eyes. They had never seen the aftermath of a nuclear war before, and the effects saddened them. then they looked at the tree and laughed, comforted by the sight of green among the gray and brown and black landscape. The four stood a moment, admiring the old tree, then turned towards the building that sat some distance away.
"You did that, didn't you, mother?" One of the second two people said. The voice was young and male and spoke of warm fire and steady earth. "You protected the house, right?"
"Of course she did, and father helped, right?" Spoke the other. Her voice held the light tones of water and air, along with youth and an uncanny similarity to the male voice.
The tallest of the four turned and smiled at his children. "The spell on this house can hold to up anything." He said, his bluer than blue eyes gleaming. "We wanted to make sure it last long enough to show the two of you where we lived." His hand twined with that of his mate, the two of them looking like young lovers rather than mates of five hundred years.
The girl-twin frowned. "The house survived, but the land didn't."
The mother smiled at her daughter. "You two could change that, it you wished."
The twins looked at each other, then joined hands as they walked. Their eyes closed, and the air around them grew charged with elemental energy, red and green around the boy, blue and pale gold around the girl. The energy sank into the ground, and a patch of green grass began to spread around their feet. The air cleared of the smoky, dead smell, and even the never-ending clouds broke apart a bit, revealing a glimpse of a watery sun.
The grass continued to spread, following the group as they approached the house. When the parents stopped, so did the children, and so did the energy emanating from them. They looked back at the carpet of grass and laughed to see the lush fauna.
"Does the whole world look like this, mother?" The boy asked, his eyes worried.
"Almost." She replied. "That's going to be your first big Task, you two. Renew this world."
"Can we?"
"Yes, I believe you can."
The twins looked at each other, then up at the house. "So, this is where you two fell in love, hm?" The girl asked, laying her hand on the side of the building. "And this is where you lived with Suzaku's chosen, and the Saiya-jin twins of time, and your sisters, right?"
"Yup."
"Are any of them...alive?"
"Chichiri lives still." Legolas replied, looking up at the house with eyes older than his appearance. "He is still human, and is very old and frail. But he still travels Konan, like the nomad he's always been."
Teri laughed. "Nomad, indeed, oh wandering elf." She said with a grin. "Now, come, both of you. I want to show you the way this world is laid out before I set you to healing it. Consider this your final exam in elementalism."
The lush carpet of green grass swayed in the wind, drifting a long-forgotten scent over the field...and across a tiny graveyard inhabited by eight tombstones. Tasuki, Suzaku's winged warrior, Trunks, leader of the greatest corporation of his world, lay beside their loves, Missy the shifting healer and Keeren, the visonary. Both women had spent their lives well, raising their children, and helping shape many worlds before their deaths. Their out-worldly lovers, both who had grieved their passing, had decided to lay at rest in this world rather than their own. The rest of Suzaku's chosen, and Mirai no Trunks had all opted to live and die in their own lands.
Further away, more gravestones lay in a line. The great warriors, Ace, Lorin, Ainslee, and Alisha all lay to rest here, undisturbed throughout time. The spell of protecting on the house had held these graves safe as well. Five hundred years had passed since a young human had once bought the house, and many more would pass before it fell. But for now, there was a recovering world to heal.