slayer_academy
(Part One)
"Yes I know you can. There is more confronting the chaos then the spell." I said warmly to Tara. I thought over the past and the last time everyone was confused and didn't know what to do. I decided to tell her a story.
"A group of young people leave behind their home town inside a school bus. Inside, The principle is trying to keep from dying. The man with the eye patch remembers someone who he has lost and he doubles over in pain next to the principle. The rest of them- the new slayers- know that this seperation from their home town cannot break the ties they had made together in Sunnydale. And in that moment after the battle they do not talk. They are lonely strangers in their seperate worlds."
"But now, no one here- from Sunnydale or not, is a stranger." I turned and gazed into her eyes with my own wise slate blue eyes. I smiled to her.
"Your resurrection and return was all part of my plan." I paused and then added warmly, "Thank you for working with us Tara. You've helped fulfill parts of my plan here already. And thank you for your gift of mentoring the students here." I decided to talk more about the past and how similiar the decisions taken then were the decisions we had made now.
"The awakening of the slayers was the best solution for the events in the past. And now we've tried a new solution- the conventional methods--education, training,- a university for them. All of which seems to be working on its surface." However-
"Events are rushing to meet us. And we must act... both to forestall the future of blood in the streets, knee deep... and to make a difference in each one of the students lives here. At the moment we can see how the community here has evolved. Like a heart beating... pumping with warm life." I looked around at the distant students here at Slayer Academy. And at the distant smoke of the pyre of the books from the library. I winced partially at the sight of that.
"Now what is happening recently is problemmatic." The deaths of the Slayers... the arson...
"I wish I could help them all more." I said. I felt sufficiently relaxed to share with her one of my secrets.
"There's nothing in the Watcher's Handbook or was in our old classes back in the day in England about rebuilding the Watcher's Academy after most of the previous members have been wiped out. There was no... extra credit for that."
That led me to my next thought, about our life here now. I wanted to cheer her. "Living our life.. here and now is a act of courage. I knew that when I died. I knew that when I came back from the dead. I knew I needed to live to see my friends, both old and new again. To be with the people I trusted.. and loved. " I had not really shared that with anyone until this moment.
"It takes courage to walk in a direction that nobody has walked up until now." Whether it was my resurrection.. or this spell.. or whatever challenges we would face in the future. Like whoever was killing the slayers. Like whoever was twisting the slayers. Evil. Villains.
I continued walking with her.
"Yes I know you can. There is more confronting the chaos then the spell." I said warmly to Tara. I thought over the past and the last time everyone was confused and didn't know what to do. I decided to tell her a story.
"A group of young people leave behind their home town inside a school bus. Inside, The principle is trying to keep from dying. The man with the eye patch remembers someone who he has lost and he doubles over in pain next to the principle. The rest of them- the new slayers- know that this seperation from their home town cannot break the ties they had made together in Sunnydale. And in that moment after the battle they do not talk. They are lonely strangers in their seperate worlds."
"But now, no one here- from Sunnydale or not, is a stranger." I turned and gazed into her eyes with my own wise slate blue eyes. I smiled to her.
"Your resurrection and return was all part of my plan." I paused and then added warmly, "Thank you for working with us Tara. You've helped fulfill parts of my plan here already. And thank you for your gift of mentoring the students here." I decided to talk more about the past and how similiar the decisions taken then were the decisions we had made now.
"The awakening of the slayers was the best solution for the events in the past. And now we've tried a new solution- the conventional methods--education, training,- a university for them. All of which seems to be working on its surface." However-
"Events are rushing to meet us. And we must act... both to forestall the future of blood in the streets, knee deep... and to make a difference in each one of the students lives here. At the moment we can see how the community here has evolved. Like a heart beating... pumping with warm life." I looked around at the distant students here at Slayer Academy. And at the distant smoke of the pyre of the books from the library. I winced partially at the sight of that.
"Now what is happening recently is problemmatic." The deaths of the Slayers... the arson...
"I wish I could help them all more." I said. I felt sufficiently relaxed to share with her one of my secrets.
"There's nothing in the Watcher's Handbook or was in our old classes back in the day in England about rebuilding the Watcher's Academy after most of the previous members have been wiped out. There was no... extra credit for that."
That led me to my next thought, about our life here now. I wanted to cheer her. "Living our life.. here and now is a act of courage. I knew that when I died. I knew that when I came back from the dead. I knew I needed to live to see my friends, both old and new again. To be with the people I trusted.. and loved. " I had not really shared that with anyone until this moment.
"It takes courage to walk in a direction that nobody has walked up until now." Whether it was my resurrection.. or this spell.. or whatever challenges we would face in the future. Like whoever was killing the slayers. Like whoever was twisting the slayers. Evil. Villains.
I continued walking with her.