A reunion of worlds by D.A.Sanford - HTML preview

I hate being right

Billy’s journal was released. Factions were formed. More than forty percent accept it as true. Thirty five percent consider it strictly fiction but it really was meant to upset the masses and is harmful. They feel it really should be banned.

The remaining twenty five percent really could not care either way.

Debates, discussions, arguments and yes outright fights have broken out. Who would have guessed that we would come so close to all out war?

There are whole communities that have outlawed it being owned. The schools ban it. Just as crazy are the ones that have made it into a religious bible. There are actual churches cropping up.

It was inevitable. There was a young gang composed of children from nonbelievers that saw a young boy reading the journal. They proceeded to almost beat him to death and then burned to book. They were caught but the boy they beat suffered from paralysis and mental problems.

The gang was brought to me for justice. I turned on CNC and, after hearing all the damage they caused, the long lasting injuries I had to step out of my Brad persona and into my Zorn mode.

“This fighting amongst ourselves has to stop. I will not tolerate this anymore. Keep this up and we will start killing each other. Now these men before me, they were boys until they committed this heinous act. This is my judgement.

The five of you must now pay that boy one dollar each. Each of you must pay that dollar each week for the rest of your lives. Each week you will hand that dollar to his parents or guardian. Each week you must say you are sorry. Miss one week and you will be sent to prison for the rest of your lives. That dollar must not come from your parents. If any relative gives you that dollar, both you and the relative will be sent to prison. You must earn it by helping others. When you get to adults and are earning a living, that dollar must come from helping others. You will not demand payment from helping. Do a good job and it will be offered.”

I look at the parents “Have I made myself clear. You will never know if I have someone watching. No, I ask the CNC community, my family, to watch and report to me. This is your responsibility as my family.”

With that, I end my broadcast. Then I say to those boys. Read your history. My father Zorn has put people who commit crimes into the woods as the creature named bigfoot or into the snow bound regions of this world called Yeti. They were criminals like you. When I place one in, I must release one from their sentence. All have chosen to be mortal but where they are. All have killed themselves. You see, they are immortal. They will not eat or drink even though they thirst and hunger. Jump off a cliff, they are broken. They hurt but do not die. You miss one week, even if you are sick, there will be five of those who have been in those woods who want to be released. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?”

They are released. Within a month, one has not bothered to give the dollar that week. He was not sick. All are called in. I lay hold of him, speak the incantation and the boy can no longer speak and is growing fur. With all the others flashing with me, he is released and runs into the woods.

I yell, “Yelkar the elder, I command you to appear before me.”

They see a large hairy manlike creature come out and kneel before me.

“Yelkar, I, Zorn placed you here hundreds of years ago. I have place another here. As is the custom, I offer you the three choices. Do you wish to stay as you are? Do you wish to return but never to be able to change into your true form but be mortal or would you like to be like you are but mortal? Which will it be?’

He chooses to be mortal but left here. I grant it and he jumps to his death.

“You all are witness that he chose to kill himself. Know this. He was the eldest. There are twenty three like him. He may be the last one in my lifetime to be set free. The one I placed here may be here for a thousand years before he becomes the elder. You remaining four. Put this sight in your memory and burn it in so that you never miss paying that dollar each week.”

We all return and I dismiss them. Until each died of old age, none ever missed that dollar.

Now the television news stations are spouting their opinions rather than the facts. They have broadcast the punishment I dealt to the one for missing the payment. This one station was spouting how horrible and callous I am for doing that to an innocent child. I need to step down,

There appeared a shimmering light and two felids stepped out.

“We can no longer sit on the side lines and watch our brothers and sisters go from a peaceful family to a society breaking down to a point that a child’s life was permanently altered. Humans are real and do exist on other worlds.” The female said.

Now they both shift to the human form and the male speaks.

“We are from a world named Randan. Like yours, our world does not have humans but unlike your world, we have had outside our world experiences with them in this form. We now are going to take these broadcasters that are partially responsible for this travesty to a world of humans.”

As suddenly as they appeared, they are gone and the two are also gone.

On Randan, those two are confused. They are at a mansion on another world and they find themselves in disbelief. They sputter but are not allowed to gather their thoughts. They see two women come and greet the others. One they could see has the aura of a powerful magician and the other made them fear for their life.

“I am to be addressed as the great mage. Margaret please show them your full form.”

The powerful one changes into the thing of a nightmare. A Fenrir of mythical proportions is growling at them. Her fur absorbs all light.

She tells them that her mate, Rick Brown and their sister, his mate Azael Windwillow Brown are going to take them to that human world. Cause any problem for them and all she will say is that in this form, “I have a large appetite.”

Now Azael says, “We are now going to that human world through my staging area there.” She opens a door. This time they are in a room on the human planet. They all put on the clothes that will let them blend in with the crowd.

The two are given glasses and told to look at the guards. They do and they see a display that tells them the true form of that person. The guards are all changelings of different races.

Now they are told to look out the window. They see the occasional changeling race appear but the majority show as human.

“Never change out in the open here. You see the spies we have here but the humans are now aware of us. We did the same thing that we did to you. We suddenly appeared on one of their news casts. They were moments away from extinguishing all life on this world. We have intervened in your world because even one loss of our changeling family is one too many.”

They walk and visit many stores. They have lunch and, for the most part, all they see are humans. The final stop is a cemetery. There among the dead is a obelisk with the names of the military fallen in various wars.

“Do you have something like this?” Rick asks knowing full well that the town of Elizabeth will come to their mind. He continues. “How many of these will you want to erect? Know this, your rhetoric is what causes wars. I have an apartment in this city that we are going to right now. I want you to see what true reporting is like.”

They go and watch. They watch and see that there is still good and bad news being reported. Reporters on the scene but they also see genuine concern not scripted concern.

A politician that is arrested for corruption but also the reporter reminded the audience that all the facts are not known. Once the evidence is presented and guilt proven will they cast guilt or innocent if guilt is not proven.

“You can do your job but you do not need to drive the news like you have been doing. We will go back to Randan. Our son is bringing his orphans to play with our children. The emperor will be there. You are staying overnight as our guests.”

Rick opens a door and they are back to the mansion on Randan. There is a very large gang of children having a ball.

He points out one girl. “That is my daughter Carol. Carol would you please come over here for a minute.” She does and sits on my lap.

“What did you want papa?”

I introduce her to the two then ask her to tell them what she is. Carol knows what he is asking. She stands proudly before them and introduces herself,

“I am Carol named after papa’s mother. In his village Carol is a song to the gods. That’s what I am. I am a song to the gods.” She smiles and I tell her to take all over to the ice cream machine.

“Everyone, one bowl now and maybe one after supper..”

They all run off squealing with delight.

“That proud girl was cast out to die as with most of those other children as unnecessary baggage. It is a practice that we are getting a handle on.”

The emperor comes over and sits with us. He saw Carol talking with them and decided to introduce himself.

“I don’t know if Rick has told you about this but Lyle was also a foundling that he found. Nurturing him, he is now mate to my daughter. He has a reputation of being a very gentle man but do not let him catch you casting out a child. Like all of them, Carol was skin and bones when they found her. That nightmare that Margret’s true form is, had her heart melted and adopted her on the spot. What we want you to see here is that we are not perfect. We have both good and bad people here but we strive to better ourselves. That world you were on was Rick’s home world. He did not know that he was a changeling. He was the only one on that world. He is the descendent of our most beloved person in our history. That one was lost to us in exploration. It was not until he came here did he find out that he bore the spirit of that lost one here. I have been told that your world was the same. I have it from good sources that you are now involved in the biggest story you will ever be involved in.”

Azael now tells us that supper is ready. She looks at the both.

“I know that both of you are of the wolf race. You will like what we prepared for you. Rick, you will have the same. Tomorrow, we will return you to your studio. It will be live. There will be extras joining us after you factually report what you have seen here and on Rick’s home world.”

We sit down and there on the plates is carpaccio. The reporters look reluctant but nibble at a piece. They now can’t eat it fast enough. Carol watches them and says that this was a fresh kill.

One of the two tells them that they have never tasted something like this in their life. Rick says that it is because modern worlds know that meat comes from the supermarket. Their meat comes from a processing plant and then goes to the market. That meat is now aged.

“Your world needs to know about this. Have butcher shops where only today’s meat is slaughtered that day. You will see people’s health improve. Another thing to report. Now I ask you, in your opinion, do humans exist? Is one life lost worth ratings? Don’t give your answer now. Know this tomorrow, you will know something that this world learned only days ago.”

Finishing the meal, we all went out to the privillion and had ice cream.