Chapter 6 - Perspective....

Death sweeps the hearts and souls of all those before it, judging all equally and fairly. From moment to moment in history, greatness is reduced to nothing in a split second, and out of nothing, greatness itself rises again over an eternity. It is always easier to destroy, then it is to create. The time between creation and destruction is always short and split, but the time between destruction and creation can be an eternity. Through the sight of an open-mind, nothing is seen but everything, but through the view of a closed-mind, everything is seen but nothing. It is only those blessed with a curse who can find themselves finding, but only those cursed with a blessing find themselves searching....Chapter Six: Perspective....The depths of the sea were resisting. Our heros, Charlie, Janie, and Unia still had a very long and treacherous way to go. Through it all, Charlie wondered why they had to swim to the continent. Janie and Unia's faces were determined, as if this was the only way. Charlie realized he had had a question that a been troubling him since the beginning of all of this. He wondered why was he here. The memory of his past, he realized, was beginning to fade away. He began to wonder if had been all a dream, if it was always like this, empty, cold, and lost. He held on what he remembered, like a dream, looking back as he swam, since he was a small child, he wondered what he would do with himself. Charlie realized how puzzling his old life was, struggling to grow and learn who he was. He sighed as he understood he had lost all of that. His arms were getting numb and his lungs were getting tired of filling up with ice cold water. They were soon approaching the ice continent, the shore was just in the horizon. None of them had spoken to each other since they left South America, their mouths were nearly frozen shut. "Wu gunna ha' to 'ive," Janie said, " so 'ake a ig reath." Charlie barely understood what she said, but they all took a deep breath in unison and dove to the bottom, they new this was going to be their last breath for a while. They went further and further down, the water getting warmer, not colder, the lower they were. They were getting close to a warm, glowing, light. It was an underwater city, like atlantis, but this was larger. It took up the entire space of Antarctica! It was protected by a giant air bubble. They were running out of breath quickly, so they had to swim to the air bubble. They were getting tired, but they eventually made it safely. All three of them had to catch a breathe, their lungs felt as if they were about to explode. They were lucky they were immortal, otherwise the lack of air and the water pressure would have killed them along the way. The city was amazing. If it all, this surpassed anything Charlie expected. "Where are we?" Charlie asked. "Unia began: The city that was once known as Prestaint, an advance civilization that eventually grew too powerful for its own good. As a result a few parts of this city separated, one, you may know, was Atlantis, but that was nothing more then a few survivors with tinker-toys compared to what this city was.""Why are we here?" He interrupted Unia. "Let me finish!," Unia continued, "After Atlantis split away, Prestaint had grown corrupt and violent. The few rebels from the inside had to stop Prestaint before it destroyed the entire universe, but there was a cost. A spell was placed, and every single person on prestaint vanished, they ceased to exist, and all of Prestaint was left empty as more and more ice created a dome around it, forming the Antarctica of this time." "You still haven't answered my question!?" He responded. "We have no time, they're approaching!" Janie yelled. "Who's coming." Charlie remarked. Unia one more began "The prestaintian lost souls had formed monsters which guard this city. They are made of ice, and worse of all, they can drain your energy." Janie then yelled at the top of her voice, "We have to run, NOW!"Meanwhile... on the other side of the continent.... Jagvu and his minions were in a deep conversation almost ignoring the cold. Jagvu led the conversation, "And so it's beginning... well, this Charles is proving himself a very formidable opponent, but no matter, he'll be with us soon. Enyay, prepare the collar. He has token-out nearly half of my dark warriors. He was amusing at first, but we must convert him to our side before he grows out of hand." One of the cloaked humanoids revealed himself, and bowed down to say "Master, I am honored, can we finally reveal our intentions to the world?" Jagvu calmly remarked. "No, it is far to early for that. Let us go, they have already reached Prestaint. The Ice Monsters already have their collars, so Enyay, play the flute." Enyay stood up and praised, "As you wish, master..."Enyay played the flute, and the Monsters suddenly appeared. They were capable of becoming part of the ice around them, and avoiding detection. The Ice monsters were see-through, but they were nine feet tall, with rows of sharp teeth, and expandable claws. The only thing visible about them was a single dot on their head. They weren't curricular at all. In fact they looked very cubical and disfigured. The only thing human like about them was the fact they had two legs, two arms, and one head. "Well, shouldn't we be going?" Jagvu angrily remarked. Enyay still gawked at the monsters, but he stopped and soon the monsters were giving the remaining elegance of darkness piggyback rides. Charlie, Janie, and Unia were running for cover, they knew they were coming. Before they knew it, Jagvu and his underlings were hunting them down. The city was mind boggling in its massive size. It had twists and turns at every corner. It became a giant maze in the game of cat and mouse. Charlie, Unia, and Janie had no time to wonder why they were being chased. All they knew was that they had to run. These Ice Monsters can freeze anything in solid ice that is solid it would take an atomic bomb to defrost it. If they were to be caught in this ice, they would be trapped there until continental drift would move Antarctica closer to the equator. By then Jagvu would be in possession of the Core if no one stopped him. So they ran through the ancient allies, back and forth from one place to another. At the rate the monsters were freezing things, even more of the city was in ice. Charlie, Unia, and Janie were all corners against each other in one of the few remaining power cores of the city. The air was getting to Charlie. His fingers were ice cold, and his internal organs felt as if they were getting freezer burns. He was catching a cold, and beginning to sneeze. The Ice monsters have cornered them. Jagvu suddenly jumps to Charlie and begins."We have had enough, of your games, join me now Charlie, and rule this, and all other dimensions." Charlie stared with anger, anguish, and contempt. "'aght 'f 'ou were 'da 'wast 'erson 'n 'ert. "You're freezing Charlie," Jagvu went on "you should get out of the cold!"Jagvu and his lackeys quickly commanded the Ice Monsters to freeze Janie and Unia, but as always, Unia teleports out. She was frozen once finished, but took only Janie with her. Charlie was surrounded, and hopeless. His lungs were burning, but he was running, running for dear life. Even when half frozen, he was still a fast target. He dodged, he avoided, he did everything within his power to escape them, trying to run to the shore, but he knew, it was only a matter of time. His thoughts were passing through his mind, and his past life began to play once more before him. His birth, his childhood, his friends, his struggles, his very thoughts just as they were thought. It was like watching a recorded film of his entire life. He was age one, he was leaning to learn and recognize the world around him. Then age two, he was slowly becoming conscious of himself and others. Then age three, his teeth were in place, he speak moderately well, and he was learning about his world. Then at age four, he began preschool. At age five he learned more about letters, math, and the process of thought. These five years passed his mind in five minutes, but he was still no where near a shore. Year six passed, and he was in the first grade, and one scene played itself more loudly then others in that year: "It was the first day of school and classes were getting harder for the new first graders. He wished for anything other then having to sit and listen to the boring words of the teacher. Finally the bell rang, and the hover-triclycles were just for them. He walked onto the play ground, and look up to the crystal blue sky with relieve. He had looked up to the towering cylinder miles away. It was taller then the mountains around it, and it was one of the thousands of air filters which kept earth two clean. Charlie's father worked in the cylinder, as one of the engineers which run the generators. Charlie loved to look at the building, just to know that his father was safe. He walked only a little further, and bumped into a fifth grader. 'You looking for something,' said the brutish kid, 'or do you just need to learn how an uno is treated on earth two.' He threw his arm directly to the small child, and pulled him off the ground by only one arm. He pulled Charlie up to his face, while still putting an enormous amount of pain on his arms. His breath was tart and although he wasn't necessarily hideous, for the moment he appeared as the ugliest thing Charlie had ever seen. Charlie was terrified, beyond all reason scared out of his wits. The fifth grader pulled Charlie closer and muttered 'You are a worthless primitive who spawned from grandparents who had escaped from earth one. You are a puny, worthless, pathetic imp who should be put of its misery. I hate you, I hate all of you, and now,' he prepared his fists, ' you'll never live to... ' His blow suddenly vanished, and the fifth grader was laying unconscious on the floor. Charlie blinked, then he was looking at a strange girl dressed in purple and in a fighter stance right in front of his unconscious attacker. She was Kia, a newly transfered student, about two year older then Charlie. Charlie looked up, and thought he was dead. He thought for one moment, he was looking at an angle. Then the daylight's glare finally left his eyes, and he understood what had happened. 'Hey kid,' Kia said, ' you need a hand getting up.' He still gawked, but he eventually pulled himself together. 'No, I'm fine, and thanks...' Kia had a bit of a confused expression on her face and looked down on him. 'Its my duty as a fellow member of earth two to defend the weak, the hungry, and those who are differentiated from society!' "From that point on, his past centered almost completely on her. Year seven, he was learning complex math, algebra, the standard for second grade at the time. More years passed, and thought centered on learning, and growing. Age eight passed, he had witnessed a terrible attack from earth one, and he was scared for the rest of his pass life. Year nine passed, the ways of his life were growing old, and schooling became far too easy. Year ten, then eleven, then twelve. Charlie is in trigonometry, actually a year behind the standard of his school, and meets Greg at the time. Age thirteen passes by, he is changing rapidly, but his life is reflected. He feels empty, cold, lost, and disorientated. He understands, now, what had happened in first grade. He was a direct descendant of earth one's people, and he could never change that. He hid all his fear, all his anguish, and all his hatred behind false happiness. His thirteenth year felt like the longest moment of his life. He continued running, but he was losing his touch with reality, and was running into a dead end. He was losing his mind, and his chain was glowing. Year fourteen began five days before the end, and in that time, he understood, now his emotions, but Kia was too close of a friend now. His friends, his family, even at times, his own self, could not know his second life, his hidden feelings. He was a lost soul, in a sea of purity and corruption. Finally, the end was approaching, and he saw once more what he already knew, and the moments came in his mind, the film stopped. He was in a corner, only a few feet from shore, but he was too frozen, and he just wanted it to end. He wanted to die, but knowing better excepted control. The ice monsters drained his energy, and one of them stared into his eyes. The ice monster's hideous face was the last thing he saw. Jagvu's servants put the collar on with no resistance, and Charlie's mind fell blank, he was himself fall into a door in front of him, and all he saw was red...Charlie's pupils emptied. His mind was gone, and an erie black aurora rushed from his body. He walked up to Jagvu and bowed. He broke the ice around him, and led, nay, he carried Jagvu to the center of Antarctica. He was lost, but yet he knew where he was going. They had reached the key hole chamber, and the Diamond key Hole was taken in a different manner. It was incased in ice, but Charlie went through it as if it were air. He took the key hole part, for the dark has won, but with Charlie, not yet one. With Charlie, no one can stop them, and he who controlled time, controlled good and evil, was controlled by the darkness...

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