| But now he finds out that the ones he swore to swear himself to
are in part the very unwitting couriers.....and a few Others......
Now, this explanation is a bit long, so bear with me.....
What happened next is typical of what a Champion must deal with
whenever on a mission for the next few millennia. It stems from two things.
The first comes from what basically amounts to a question of cosmic balance!
See, back a long time ago (or shortly ago...dependant on your point of
view) several Whoniverses had their basic nature changed. Instead of eventually
collapsing back into the primordial stuff from which they arose out of
via the Big Bang (also known as Event One to the Time Lords.....of which
one Time Lord in particular played a part in bringing about in the first
place through a complex series of events we needn't go into right now),
their lifespan was extended indefinitely when they were converted into
Steady State Universes. Now, without boring you with a long lecture, the
bottom line is that this means those Whoniverses were now going to be around
forever. Now, this poses a bit of a problem with the state of affairs between
the Office of Order with their Rules and the Office of Chaos with their
Agents. Their jobs encompass several areas (both in physics and social
civil settings), but this one area deals with one aspect called entropy.
See, the accepted state of affairs between the two is that each will strive
against each other, seeking either to prolong the lifespan of a universe
(as what the Rules are tasked) and to shorten the lifespan of a universe
(as what the Rules are tasked). This one aspect is waged through entropy
(a characteristic of all systems seeking their lowest energy position),
Rules seek to slow the rate entropy of a universe (prolonging that system).
Agents seek to increase the rate of entropy of a universe (shortening it's
life). Nothing personal. It's just their divine given Task (as it were).
In the majority of universes, the net effect of all this striving is zero.
Knowing this, the Rules and Agents were happy with this state of affairs.
They knew their place and position in existence and both knew they needed
each other, because without their Counterpart......their existence was
meaningless (can't have one without the other.....balance). Heck, the relationship
between the two Offices was (and is) friendly! However, it became necessary
to change the order of things in a universe which had been scheduled to
be destroyed by entropy (basically). Things had gotten out of hand due
to meddling of the affairs of Chaos and Order from Outside Offices (mostly
from the Demons side of things), threatening all of existence by endangering
the Dark Tower, an edifice that is the lynchpin for all of creation AND
the "home office" of the Army of Light (i.e. the Office of Good), Army
of Darkness (the Office of Evil).
Changing the nature of a few universes had helped prevent this collapse
(as well as prevented the destruction of several of those universe's Earths
as an added benefit), and it benefitted all of the Offices over all, ultimately.
However, for smooth relationships between the Agents and Rules....something
was done in compensation for the change of affairs in those few universes.
So each and every Champion, unbeknownst to them, exuded a bit of....chaos
that
made things go a bit......screwy. So a bit of chaos flowed back through
the magical link between the magical translator jewelry the demifoxes inside
the Red Pyramid and the magical spy apparatus of Synizn. It effects the
magical restrictions on the Crystallic, allowing some leeway for it's sense
of humor (strange as it is). Without direct orders, the Crystallic that
Synizn is holding find it can reach out and allow a few.....adjustments
to the reception capabilities of Synizn's magical apparatus.
In a patchwork cabin....on yet another world.....
"Who is this?" the Vixen asks, perplexed, as she looks over at Freddy
Vulpine and her children, "Synizn is dead!"
Not through any fault of our own, she grumps, remembering, We
only hired that woman to steal the Crystallic, not kill that werebear.
(Re: 1728)
She and her mate had kept the magical translator jewelry they'd inherited
along with their earthern bodies (the old human owners no longer needed
them) and had kept them as keepsakes. Boy, it was surprising to hear those
keepsakes talking! That and the voices coming from those keepsakes.....sounded
just like those now departed humans!
They'd paused and listened, spellbound, as this strange tale unfolded.
It was fascinating! And as one may guess, fascinating things draw kitsunes
interests like a moth to a flame!
That is why they remained silent until now!
The scene freezes before they get another word out.....
In the TARDIS of Doctor Who from 1510AD (Terra Prime calander).....
"Okay, who's been playing with the communicator?" B'ellana grumps, looking
down at both her own communicator.
It had begun to speak without her activating it, right around the time
when the people inside the Red Pyramid began to speak to this new Synizn.
Right now, the golden haired elfin woman thinks somebody on the Voyager
is playing tricks.....
Jarlath and the others in Doctor Who's TARDIS look down at the female,
golden haired elf as she pulls out her communicator.
Ten years ago (her reckoning), while she'd been running around inside
of the ship of Xoanon, her communicator had vibrated for attention (she'd
turn off the buzzer for the sake of stealth) but she'd been a touch too
busy with a situation to answer it. Later, when she tried to answer all
she'd gotten was dead air.
She then swears softly, realizing that right at this moment this was
ten years ago! Sometimes she still forgot the ramifications of all of this
time travel business! While back on Terra Prime, when they had left, it
was 1510 AD (ten years, rounded up, from the first time they'd met Queen
Astra and Roland on Nantucket Earth)......their 1501 AD versions of themselves
was STILL around. She turns off her communicator (breaking the mystical
link between it and Synizn's device).
However, Queen Astra and Roland walk into the room with an odd look
on their faces. Queen Astra's PDA's voice mail feature......was making
the blasted thing act just like B'elanna's communicator......
Back in a house at the outskirts of Nantucket, after a fierce gunbattle......
"Well, whoever they are, take a message!" Eddie Dean shouts over at
the annoying communicator that "Frank Marn" is looking at in askance. "We're
in the middle of a little problem here!"
"Don't panic," the holo-Doctor scolds, administering a final touch with
his medical instrumets, "She'll be as good as new....and so will Susannah
here."
Susannah Dean is unconscious, so makes no contributions to the conversation.
"However, I recommend a week of rest for her and her child's sake,"
the EHM continues, "Else I'll make no guarantees to either of their continued
survival."
Roland nods, guiltily fighting down an urge to insist on pushing on
to the Dark Tower despite the danger. While his quest for the mystical
edifice still burned within him, he wasn't that consumed (not any
more, at least).
As for the danger he keeps hearing about what this Xoanon poses, there
isn't much he can do about it at this time. The best course of action,
he feels, is to wait. Besides, if the future version of the people
who landed in the middle of this strange town are around....then it boded
well for the future (or....the past?.....this time travel business made
the Gunslinger's head spin, despite his recent ordeal with Jake)......
"Ack, they'll be water if God wills it," he mutters, sighing.
Dragon Synizn, recognizing the voice of the dragon mage coming from
the other end of Queen Astra's PDA system, forgets his manners and grabs
the device out of Astra's hands to speak with his "brother" (earning a
glare from her and making him pause in surprise....at his bad manners and
wondering if that had been such a hot idea....the grabbing business).
Frank Marn looks over at the Gunslinger in askance, but the scene freezes
for him before he can speak......
Synizn, back in his Walant's mage laboratory, freezes as everything
also freezes.
"Chaotic enough for you?" Rule 3 sighs, asking his Chaos counterpart.
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 "Hey, it
can all work for everyone's advantage.....if they play it right," Agent
3 protests, looking down at the sour frown of his Order counterpart.
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