Soren's Story: Climax

Written by Soren the Hard-of-Hearing Scribe on October 13th, 2009

The First Ones took their mighty fists and slammed downward onto Olaf. The Viking didn't move, as a mighty blue light began to glow around his body.

"You CANNOT defeat US!" a First One shrieked as the Blue light began to envelope its fist.

Olaf grinned. His father's battle-ax appeared in his teeth, next to his wooden pipe.

"HUMANS are WEAK!" a second First One screamed as the Blur light enveloped its whole arm.

Olaf raised his Nun-chucks and Machete into the air.

"DESTINY IS NONEXISTANT!" a third First One bellowed as it began to be pushed backward by the Blur Light. The fires surrounding them began to fade.

Olaf's Tiki Torch, strapped to his back, suddenly lit on fire.

"NO ONE HAS THE POWER TO DEFEAT US!" The last First One screamed, thrashing in a death roe.

Olaf's Trilby seemed to glow as though it was made from Steel. His shades flashed, just like in the movies, and he grinned his trademark grin.

"THEN WHY ARE YOU DEFEATED?" He roared. Somehow, he was understandable around the Ax and Pipe.

With a withering scream, the Blue light enveloped the entire group. The light began to blind us, and it seemed to grow as it came closer to our bodies. We quickly huddled for protection, and the light passed over us, leaving us in total whiteness.

The light began to fade. We hesitantly opened our eyes.

Regundor's Field had been transformed. Flowers had sprouted everywhere, and white bunnies hopped among them.

There was a pause.

"The promised land..." IDC whispered, looking to George.

George fainted.

The warriors cheered. Though we were spread out all over the field, we quickly ran to the center and began to congratulate each other. The celebration must have lasted for at least an hour before Chia cried, "Where's Olaf?"

No-one moved. The answer we had all expected- "I'm right here"- never came. Low murmurs began to echo over the entire Field.

Chia flopped down onto her knees and began to cry. Between her sobs, she choked out, "I- I think we- I think we had something."

"He's not dead," I said firmly. "We thought he was once before, but we were wrong. He's alive, somewhere."

Chia wiped her eyes. "Who am I supposed to have a clebration kiss with?" she whispered.

Next thing we knew, Omar had bent over her. The second thing we knew, he was kissing her with a passion usually reserved for over zealous actors. Most of the warriors averted their eyes. I did too, but for a different reason.

A strange, blue glow had begun to shine over the Field, right above my head. As I watched, Olaf materialized right above my head. He looked happy andf relieved, but then he saw Chia and Omar all over each other. His left eyebrow cocked, and the corners of his mouth turned downward. With a pop, he suddenly disappeared once more.

The Last To Be Continued...