Eldest of the Gods

The Beginning of the End - Killian

Killian lay in the back of an old hay wagon, his fingers laced together behind his head as he relaxed and looked up at the moon and the stars in never-ending wonder. This old, abandoned farm on the outskirts of some small, relatively insignificant mid-western town was no palace, the farm house infested with rodents and practically falling over, but it was better than many places he had slept. There was plenty of hay to soften his makeshift bed under the stars in the back of the old wagon, and when the weather was uncooperative, there was an old workshop in decent shape where he could take refuge from the elements.

It had been nearly half a year since seeing his mother, his real mother, The Morrigan, and he was beginning to wonder when he would see her again. She had never left him alone this long before, not that he was afraid for either her or himself, she was one of the Tuatha de Danaan and he was more than capable of looking after himself. Killian did have some questions for her though; it was becoming increasing difficult over the past month to make contact with any of the offspring of various other gods that he had met over the years, and he wanted to know why.

Killian lay there, content in that place where one sits on the edge of sleep, teetering back and forth from the waking world to the peace that only slumber brings. “Killian,” a familiar whisper sounded in his ear, “the world has become a much more dangerous place, and I have need of you”.

Sitting up, Killian looked to his left to see The Morrigan standing a few feet from the wagon.

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Killin

Killian vaulted over the side of the wagon to land on a knee in front of the Morrigan, his head bowed.

“Of course mother, I stand ever ready to assist. What need you of me?” Even after all these years the stilted language felt strange on Killian’s tongue, but he had learned that it was always best to deal with respect when speaking to the Tuatha, at least at first.

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The Morrigan

“Rise and gather your things child, there are appointments which must be kept.” the Morrigan replied, “Pay your respects to this place quickly, we must be off.”

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Killian

“Of course mother,” Killian said, rising and grabbing his staff from the back of the wagon. Leaning on the staff Killian sent his awareness into the plants of the area sending them his thanks and with a small expenditure of power granting them a season of powerful growth. Years of following the Morrigan had taught Killian to always have his bags packed, so he slung his duffel over his shoulder and nodded to his mother. “Lead on.”

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The Morrigan

“Come,” the Morrigan simply said as she turned and started to walk into the night. When Killian caught up to her and walked beside her, she ever so slightly turned her head towards her son and asked “Tell me child, with what have you been busying yourself while I have been away?”

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Killian

“As you had suggested mother, I spent my time in contemplation of my own place in this world. I have stretched those abilities that taught me and worked hard to avoid drawing undue attention.”

Killian didn’t feel the need to mention how frequently he failed at the last part of that, wherever he went he tended to stand out, which was why he was hiding out at an abandoned farm, fewer people meant fewer conflicts where he might lose control of his rather prodigious strength. His lean frame tended to attract bullies, and Killian had never been very good at dealing with bullies, other than showing them the error of their ways.

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The Morrigan

“And what revelations about yourself and this world have you gained in your contemplations?” the Morrigan asked Killian, a small smile gracing her lips.

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Killian

“Chiefly, that most of the people in this world fail to pay the proper respect. It seems to me a small thing, but each of us has a place in this world and a role to play. Most people seem never to have found their role and so are miserable. This often makes them petty and unwilling to listen to others. To avoid falling into the same situation I’ve been attempting to find my place. Often I feel like I am nearly there, I can sense the edges of it but too frequently I lose it just before all is revealed.”

Killian felt a little foolish trying to describe what had amounted to a lot of navel gazing to an immortal goddess of death, but he wasn’t really sure what she had expected of him when she just disappeared one day.

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The Morrigan

“Respect is the beginning of wisdom my child, and I am gladdened that you have seen this,” the Morrigan said with a smile on her face. Coming to an abrupt stop, the Morrigan turned fully to Killian, "Killian, in the tapestry of fate a Scion’s thread runs strong. Many mortals never find their thread, or their “place” as you call it. A Scion’s place and role are oftentimes too strong to be avoided. Do not be surprised if your place is thrust upon you. Be courageous and be prepared for what is coming."

The Morrigan stood for a long moment simply staring at her son in silence. Abruptly she turned and began to walk once more.

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Killian

Struck for a moment with the warning from his mother Killian didn’t notice that she’d pulled ahead. With a start he realized that she was leaving him behind. Killian jogged to catch up, falling again in step half a pace behind his mother, lost in thought.

After a few minutes of walking in silence Killian coughed softly to get his mother’s attention.

“Can you tell me anything about what is coming, perhaps with foreknowledge I could better prepare myself.”

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The Morrigan walked in silence for several minutes, carefully considering her son’s question. Finally, she turned slightly to Killian as she walked, her voice barely more than a whisper, “There are many things revealed through the gift of true Prophecy, both wonderous and terrible. And it is not always easy to see past the Prophecy’s face and understand its meaning. I must be careful what I reveal, lest my words taint what is to come by altering both your actions and your reactions.”

“It is known that some gods are older than others, much in the same way one culture existed before another. While we Tuatha are among the eldest, there are some older still. For millenia they have been content to slumber, their followers all but extinct. The balance of power in the world has changed. You recall my words to you in respect of the Titans yes? The various pantheons have always risen above their petty squabbles to defend this realm from the Titans and their spawn. Now, an ancient, arrogant, and unfortunately powerful new being treads the Earth.” Her words now filled with loathing and hatred, the Morrigan stops and briefly composes herself, reigning in her anger.

“For now, know that you are well suited to the task which shall fall to you. Once we have reached our current destination you shall learn much more and be reunited with several Scions you have met before.”

Stopping in front of a particularly large tree, inside what appears to be a grove that has miraculously stood uncompromised by human hands the Morrigan says, “We go now to a meeting of a select few. Mind your tongue and do not forget who you are. If you have anything else to say, now is the time.”

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Killian

“I thank you for your candor mother, I will be prepared when what you have forseen is upon me. I will do you proud.”

With that Killian shifts his grip on his staff, makes sure his arms are well clear of his bag, and that his jacket will not be tangled and restrict his movement in case the gathering he is about to attend devolves into violence.

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The Morrigan

The Morrigan takes her son by the hand and pulls Killian with her as she steps into the tree. For Killian, all sensation ceases.

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Killian

A timeless moment later sensation abruptly returns to Killian, blinking his eyes against the sudden light he looks around his destination.

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The Morrigan

The Morrigan gently leads Killian through massive, beautiful gardens towards what appears to be a secluded mansion. The home and the grounds are immaculately kept.

Noticing the grip Killian has on his staff the Morrigan smiles, “Be at ease child, you are safe for the moment.”

“The owner of this haven has not yet arrived and it would be uncouth to enter without his blessing. We will wait among the gardens.”

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