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

Revelation of an ancient fact

The next morning, we went back and watched that news network. They were devoting all the airtime to the abduction of the two journalists. Now was the time.

The door to that set was opened and the two were out first followed by Rick and Azael.

The two give very detailed, very factual reporting on what they had experienced. They apologized for the damage that was caused with rumor mongering that humans never existed. We had given them the recording of the glasses they wore.

There on the screens were all the humans of that worlds with the occasional changeling. They explained that Randan has its problems. They did however point out that one of the biggest problems was the cast outs and that it was being taken care of justly but humanly.

Now Rick and Azael ask if the leaders of this world would come to the studio. Both Kile and myself flash there.

The gods appear on the stage. There is no questioning their authenticity. Looking at me.

“You, the actual son of Zorn and your successor must hear this. That journal of Billy Barker remained hidden until this time for a reason. Both worlds had to mature. The journal is totally real in all aspects. Greater details will be explained later and we will allow you to dispense how much you will disclose.”

A door opens and the emperor of Randan comes out.

“On Randan, we have chosen to remain in a less developed state. We have not come to assimilate you into our way of living and most of your world thinks the same. We want to form an alliance, a relationship. Something like a city family with country relatives. There are some customs of ours the these two now love. I will let them fill you in on that. We have been introduced to a few of your delights. I personally want to purchase an ice cream machine and music players.”

Everyone has a laugh. The god of mercy now says that they would like to have a sit down meeting here on our world.

I invited them to come to our mansion and meet the family. We all sit but I have called our parents to get their input. They are on alert when they come out of the room but are put at ease saying that they recognized them from the broadcast.

“I am the god of mercy. Back in the past ages of this world, Billy Barker was the chosen one. The journal is 100% true. There were a lot of mutants from the virus. They were all the different species. The human mutants of this world died before we noticed. The humanoid races mutants were taken away and their souls were healed. Many thousands of souls were placed on Randan into the humanoids on Randan. They were given the ability to change into the human form. Randan’s population is hearing this as I speak. This world and Randan are ultimately related. Randan’s ancestors are this worlds cured. Please support each other but let Randan remain its rustic self but the literature from this world needs to be shared. Rick, Azael, you have a new world to publish your adventures. Brad, your three need further training and it should be on Randan under the tutelage of these two. We gods encourage visitation between each world. You are of the same family, the same origin but neither is above the other. Both worlds will learn from each other.”

After that was related, the exchange was beneficial for both. With Randan’s help, we were brought up to speed on the actual human history. They took us to that human world and saw what intervention did for a world on the brink of destruction. We need to learn from them but not to resent them, admire them or feel superior to the humans. We originated from them. They are our ancestors.

We are invited to become part of the union of changelings

The biggest thing is that they would like us to come to Randan for a visit to see what they are all about. They tell us that flash is a weaker version of the door. They taught us how to open a door and how to see the thought pictures of locations. We get assurances that the people that visit Randan will be allowed to come back.

Azael does something that we did not expect, she projects a picture of their mansion into our minds. She asks each of us to grab hold of the picture then open a door. Both of us can. We both open doors to that pictured location. She stepped through my door. She held out her hand and said that I could come through but Rick would stay as a surety.

I go through, she has me close the door, I do, All this time Kyal’s door is open. She now has me think about where Kile is and open a door. I was surprised that I could do it and we stepped through into my home.

Gloria was laughing. She told me that after all these years of being a hard ass about flashing only in the room, I was the first to break the rule. Trying to bail myself out, I told her that this is a door, not a flash.

She was not going to let that go. Flash or door what if one of my younger siblings decides to go. Then she gets a rude awakening. She feels familiar arms around her and hears a familiar voice say

“After one did just that, they all now know that pompa will be disappointed.”

She just pats his hands and leans back.