Tumbling into the Past (Christopher)

[Draven]

"Try again," The tall man said as he looked down at the small boy before him. The boy held a wooden sword. He had tried his hardest to teach the king's son the skill of fencing to the point of frustration. The child was to much of a clumsy brat to learn. He watched again as the boy tripped over his own feet and dropped the wooden sword. His temper rose as he started yelling at the boy. How his blood would be spilt cause of his own fault.

When he looked he saw the King pick up the sword. "Your majesty."

The boy tried to hide his tears as he watched his father and tutor talk. He could not hear what they were talking about since they moved far enough away. The king returned. "Now son. Lets try that again."

He could tell the boy was upset and his heart ached to see him that way. He sat on the grass next to him. "You know when I was your age I took out a few too many windows during sword practice." The boy smiled as they stood.

The Queen watched from the window as the young prince preformed the move perfectly. Then practice turned into play as father and son rolled around in the grass, pretending to wrestle.


Christopher pulled himself out of the memory. He was sitting in his room. He was not sure too much about how he got there. He remembers riding Merry's horse. And her helping him. But nothing was said. He knows everyone said he needed some rest. How, how was he suppose to rest.

He looked in to the fire blankly. His pile skin reflected the light of the fire. At that point he did not know what day it was. Or if it was night or day. He did know he could still hear his mother's cries coming from down the hall. He had to be strong for her. And for Redwood. But for now he needed time.

[Mari]

Merry did the best she could to give the family space. Chris' mother was understandably grief stricken and mourning the loss of her husband and Chris had been the one to find his body.

Merry felt the weight of everything on her shoulders. There wasn't anything she could do to change the past as it was unfolding. She was lucky she wasn't altering the time stream too much. The fact was that she was hoping she could just not even go through this right now. It was just too much. She thought again about leaving but how could she in good conscious disappear now? At best it would just be another pain at worse they would think she had something to do with this whole mess.

Luckily there was nothing that needed to be done immediately and the kingdom could function till one of the two royals could announce the death of the king in a semi coherent voice. She did not have the right to make a formal announcement on such a grand level and the people needed their monarchs to make sure that there was some sense of security for them.

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[Draven]

Christopher Ryen stood looking at someone staring back at him in the mirror. Someone he did not recognize. He was wearing his formal dark green shut jacket with all the military adornments. Chris looked at the Prince of Redwood as the weight of what he was about to do pressed against his shoulders.

Merry stayed in her room for the most part. He had not seen her in a few days. He could tell she was lost as to how to Handel herself in the events of the kings death. He did miss her and wished their reunion was more better then this. She was his strength as long as she was his he could handle anything. So it was no surprise that he demanded her at his side for this. He made sure to give her the finest dress fit for a princess. And had the Queens own servants fix her hair and dress her. This after all would be the first formal duty she would face. The villager had heard rumors but never seen the women that sweep the prince off his feet.

But he had to see Merry first before they went out there. From his chamber he could already hear the crowd gather outside. He waited for her. His legs spread and his hands behind his back as only to stable himself.

[Mari]

She arrived in the room with Chris feeling perfumed and pampered beyond belief. She had always liked pretty dresses but the degree of what they had here stunned her. She was not used to it at all. It made her wonder what she was going to have to do next.

The idea of people staring at her made her nervous but she did her best to shrug it off. She was a brigade commander and that meant that she needed to be strong. It was that strength that she used to help her now. She just wanted this announcement to be over so she could get back to her life. She felt like it had been abducted by her being stuck here and part of her still wanted to go home.

Exhaling she walked over to Chris and tried to smile in spite of everything that was going on. She tried to be the rock that she didn't feel like she was. She approached Chris and hugged him gently letting him lead the way.

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[Draven]

He smiled as he felt her hands around him. And felt her body against his. Chris turned to face her. She was breath taken as he found himself trying to catch his breath to speak. He focused his words as he looked at his love.

"This is the hardest thing I will ever do." He said as he took her by the hand. "I know I have crossed the line with you. At time I seemed to force myself on you. And am sorry. you've seen what they will do. There is no talk. They have taken more from me then I hope you never know. I know you will leave me someday. You don't belong here. I know that now. But Merry I know it in my heart we belong together. And at this moment I need you. The king is dead. You know what that means." He looked down at the floor. He did not want to say it himself.

[Mari]

Merry nodded and sighed softly as she prepared to meet the populous, "You must do what you think is best, of course." It hurt her in ways that no one would ever know. She tried to put on a brave face and fake it as much as she could but it hurt her to know that she would have to work on making him understand what she was.

She bit her lip and looked outside, staring at the windows just before the balcony. Her form looking lost in the see of richness that surrounded her. She had no words for him. He didn't know her or her life and how could he understand? This was the first time in his life anything bad had happened to him.

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[Draven]

The queen stood in the background. This was to be about the new generation. She was only there for support. She was leaning on the castle wall to keep from falling she was so shaken.

Christopher took Merry by the hand and held it tight. He walked out and saw the faces of people how he would now be in charge of. He was never one for rules and order. Yet now he finds himself king. "Am scared," He whispered to her. He put on his best prince face. He created a person he played when he had to be something he was not. It was a way of dealing with it.

"The King is dead." He called out. His voice carried out into the village. "Killed by witches. So with much sadness I will take over his duty as King. I will lead with fairness and make sure no one dies at the hands of these evil women again." The crowd yelled and screamed. Not at his words but at the death of the king. They cheered for him.

He let go of Merry's hand as a crown was placed on his head. Already he hated it. "I wish I could have done this at more peaceful times. But I have found my love. Or she had found me. Its my great pleasure to present, Merry." He stopped the near mention of her last name would be a death sentence. "Merry strongheart." He looked back at her and took her hand once more.

A crown was placed on her head. "She will be the new Queen of Redwood." He leaned into her. "Sorry, I have to." The crowd cheered.

He lead her back in the castle. And as soon as everyone cleared he took the crown off his head. "Get this stupid thing off my head."

[Mari]

"You will do fine." she reassured him, her steps following behind him as she kept pace with him and gave him the support she could.

The whole ceremony passed like a blur to her. She didn't know any of these people and for her own "protection" she'd been stripped of her name. It hurt. A lot. Exhaling she plastered a smile on her face and did the expected wave to the locals. As soon as she could she disappeared back into the castle and wanted to hide. Her crown was removed and in its place a gold circlet. She sighed and flopped on a couch.

There had to be something good about all this pomp and circumstance and the only thing she could think of was it gave people a day off and a chance to celebrate. She dreaded the dinners, the condolences and all of it. She wanted to crawl in bed and hide. She knew she wouldn't but she wanted to.

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[Draven]

He looked at her an without any emotion on his face as he said, "Come with me. I've had enough of this." He lead her outside and to the garden then down to the lake. A small waterfall was at the end of the lake. He took her behind it to a small cave.

"I used to go here when I was a child. When I wanted to hide from my tutors. He pointed to what looked to be a drawling on the cave wall by a child. "It was so much more easy back then." He sat on the cave floor and could care less about his clothes. "Please tell me what your home is like. What your life is like. What you are like."

[Mari]

Chris dragged her about and she sighed as she tried to keep herself together. It was hard, knowing what to do and how to do it. It certainly wasn't easy if you were grief stricken. Still, she followed him as best she could.

"There isn't much to tell, I come from a family of witches that made sure the forest didn't get cut down. We sold lumber but we always replanted the trees. We took care of the forest. Then one day the mayor made a pass at me that I rejected. He was married but was angry that a woodcutters daughter would reject him. A few days later, vampires attacked my house and I fled to the basement. They killed my parents and were arguing about what to do about me when the townsfolk set fire to the house. I escaped when it was dawn and hid in the forest till I could find a group of people to take me in."

She looked away, "Why does this matter? My family is gone. If the vampires didn't kill them the fire did. I don't have any family I work for the brigade, a mercenary company and keep the portals safe. I open them twice a year for people wanting to return. When I'm not doing that I train mages how to use their magic." she seemed at a loss and sighed, "What does it matter what I do? Your people hate mages and witches."

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[Draven]

Christopher listened to her story and his heart ached for her. She went through so much. No wonder she had disappeared when him and his mother were grieving. She was reliving the pain of her family's death. A pain that was a new wound for him. He could see the look in her eyes.

He moved his hand to hers and held it. "It matters causes your not the evil murdering dark witches that plague our land. They do not know of anything else. You seen what they did to him. Am sorry for your lost. And hate that you have to relive it here. I hate the fact am king now. Am not ready for it. Already crumbling under the stress. So much that I feel I don't have time to grieve."

He looked around the cave that held so many memories for him. "I don't know what will happen. But I do know that your parents would be proud of you for the strong women you have become." He said as he looked into her eyes.

[Mari]

Merry nodded sadly, "Honor your father by fighting for what he believed in. Honor his people and try to do right by them. Your grief will be assuaged by that and through it you will find that you feel better."

She sighed and nodded, "I am sure they are. Not that I will see them." she said with a shrug of her shoulders as she felt the weight of the things she carried still. He didn't know her. Even if he remembered he would not know her. He never really would understand what she was even if she stayed with him till he died.

And that was what hurt the most.

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[Draven]

The ground rumbled beneath their feet as a loud blast filled his ears enough to shake the cave walls. Rocks fell around them. He looked at Merry then walked out of the cave.

The sky was dark even though it was mid day. Darkened smoke poured from the castle. Giving a burning smell that stung his nose. The loudest sounds he had ever heard was ringing his ears as stone fell to the ground. His beloved Redwood was falling. He looked to Merry in horror, taking her by the hand. Leading her into chaos.

He ran as fast as he could. Thoughts of his mother as well as the people of Redwood filled his fears. He stopped long enough to grab the sword of a fallen gaud. When he got to the garden a women dressed in black appeared. Her face was scared and disfigured. He could tell that at one time she was beautiful. But evil had not only scared her heart but her body as well.

Christopher let go of Merry's hand as he looked at her. His sword pointed at the evil before him. "So you have me. Your magic I can not win against. Oh, wait." A wicked grin crossed his face. "But she can." He looked to Merry and gave a trusting nod. Then stepped back.

[Mari]

Merry felt the chaos and jumped up, running with Chris she saw how the population was fleeing in terror at what the group of evil witches had done. Guards were scattered everwhere, some dead, some fleeing with the townsfolk to get them to safety.

Merry saw the mage that had caused all this calamity and she sighed. Taking a fighter's stance she didn't engage in anything remotely kind like a verbal salvo she just struck with swiftness. The ground began to twist and turn as vines and wood began wrapping itself around the mage, trying to twine itself about her to hold her in place. Energy began coalescing in the sky and clouds began to form as Merry was ready to unleash the wrath of nature itself on this dark magus of death.

She didn't even bother saying anything to Chris, with a motion of her hand the vines began to tighten and the ground began to hum as lightning prepared to strike its target. Merry was not going to be nice, she planned on obliterating this woman from the planet if she could. If Bellator could see her he might actually be impressed. She wished he was here, she took comfort in his strength.

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[Draven]

Chris wacthed the power of Merry unleased upon the witch. He had to smile. She was his own weapon aginst evil. He heard a nose behind him. In one moment brought his word to face another witch. He quickly dodged a fire ball rolling his shoulders to the left. Then thrusted his sword at the women with blonde hair. It must have caught her off gurd a bit as the blade grazed her arm. The witch countered with a sword of her own. This one made of fire.

Chris tried to cross swords but his went through the flames. The flame sword struck his arm. Chris scream out in pain as he felt his arm blister under the flames. He kicked the witch in the stomach to push her away. Then bright his sword to the left, swiping it down across her face. The witches face now crimson.