(Personal Story/Planet Galan, Advent Colony)
Part Twelve of Teir -
-Teal
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0B7sH5QLyXY
Teir-
Beginnings of War –
– What Monsters Are These That We Have Made?
Teir screamed!
And Gelle fell to her knees and covered her ears, as a psychic wave rolled out from Teir over her. A keening wailing! The grief brought tears to her eyes and she bent over and clutched her hands to her stomach.
FATHER!!!
LOST AND GONE!!!
The green world of T’Lan fell into darkness and smoke and ruin. She could see the trees standing alone and the fields yellow and green tinged in the falling green light. Feel the breeze stir, barely stir, sweep across the broken ground. The burnt and shattered land. The cities on the far horizon columns of black smoke rising into the still sky.
She cried and wept and the pain of it rolled out as gathering and thundering waves.
NOOOOO!!!!!
Gelle fell back on her side and wept and tried to crawl away, but could barely move, her hands shook as wave after wave fell.
Inside the room, the walls began to tremble, hair line cracks appearing in the deep stone walls, running like spidered shattered webs across the white walls. The wood of the sill splintered and the dark night lay beyond the single small window leaking starlight ignorant and unknowing.
Sere ran.
Coming down the hallway at a dead run, as fast as she could move. In her mind the screaming continued and she twisted her head to the side to try to force her mind back to some semblance of functionality.
The hallway was dark and fell away like a dark dream into screams. The walls shook and rumbled as if of distant gunfire.
Reverberating in her bones.
Down into the core of her.
GONE!!!
But Sere had no father, but she could feel it was not hers, but Teir’s that had been lost.
She came at a sprint into the doorway and bent to pull the girl Gelle from the doorway into the deeper hallway, the girl’s hands had fallen away from her ears and she lay unconscious on the floor. The doorway into the room was broken and shattered and cracks had widened to tears and rents and spread like a rupturing ship losing atmosphere in the deep, the cold of open space laying beyond the thin veil of ripping bulkhead walls.
She grasped the girls wrists and pulled her halfway down the hall to the edge of the ramp that descended to the lower floors and went back. Standing in the open breaking door with a rising wind pushing out in a stirring gale, in the room lightening cracked, bright and blue for an instant and then gone.
The mother sat up in her bed and looked around wide eyed, fear pressed into her thin lips.
Sere went through the door into the room and crossed the small distance.
As if it were a thousand miles.
She stepped forward one step.
The sky was black and boiling overhead, trapped in the small confines of the room, the green sky screamed! Her foot fell on concrete walks with lightstands on the corners bent and half melted, leaning like drunken steel trees in front of the broken store fronts.
She stepped onto grass and burnt ground and turned seeing a S’verkin Crawler burning! The ground was uneven under her feet. Beyond the burning grass lay a long dirt ditch in the ground and men lay there, blackened shapes with no longer faces that could be discerned beyond blackened masks of surprise, or anger, or pain.
She stepped over the ditch and moved toward the house and the column of fire and smoke and the shattered remains of the crawlers. Her feet moving over the stone tiles slowly as the gale rose and the wind pushed at her and the lightening fell.
An afterimage of light lingering in her eyes.
She stepped one more step and made it to the bed and took the mother in her arms and turned away.
The gale struck her then and she fell, taking the mother with her down onto the breaking floor.
Behind her shoulder she could see the house still burning!
The green sky burning.
She cried out and tears fell from her eyes, FATHER!!!
NNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
She held onto the mother and pushed her feet under her against the stone floor and inched her way back across the burning grass, the house burning behind her, toward the doorway.
The sky burned and lights fell out of the sky, glittering in their beautiful destruction. The sea moved slowly, the tide falling in a rhythm out of sync with the world.
Back an inch.
Tensing her arms and pulling... lightening crashed! Pulling... Arms tensing and pulling... the wind howled! She started breathing hard, pulling, tensing her body, catching her foot underneath her, pushing hard down and back against the stone.
Pulling...
"Aaaahhhh!" She gritted her teeth and pulled with her arms and pushed with her bare feet on the ripped and burning ground around her.
She pushed her feet against the breaking stone.
The window shattered in a crash and was torn and thrown out into the dark.
The surrounding wall about it ripped in degrees and stones shattered and were crushed by something that couldn’t be seen.
Back an inch.
Pulling her arms linked under the mother’s arms, her lips drawn into a tight line, she tensed her arms and pulled, groaning, "Aaahh!" a sound escape her and she tensed her arms, feeling the muscles starting to fail, and pulled, "Aaahhh -- aaahhh!" pushing her legs against the stone, the muscles aching, her feet slipping and pushing, pushing and catching, slipping… back an inch.
The house and the barn and the crawlers burned in the afternoon light.
Lightening crashed and the outer wall exploded out into dark night and Teir sat rigid, bolt upright with her eyes wide, her mouth twisted into pain.
Sere reached past the burning door of the burning house, the broken crawler beyond her and clutched at the splintering wooden frame and pulled herself and the mother into the hallway.
The floor shattered then and groaned, stone grinding against stone as the floor opened and then fell away ripping stone and wood and the Convent groaned as the east wall collapsed.
The wind howled and lightening fell and Teir’s thin stretched lips twisted into anger and she bared her teeth and gritted them, clenching her teeth, her eyes sparked fire.
Sere shakily stood, moving against the gale wind, trying to force herself back into the room.
She made two steps, crossing the threshold into the room, broken stones inches from her feet when Teir raised her arms and twisted her hand in a quick savage half turn.
The sudden bolt took Sere in the chest and threw her back against the wall against the doorframe with such force that it ripped open her arms and shoulder, bone jutted broken at odd angles and blood fell as if in slow motion.
Sere reached out with her mind,
'Teir...'
Tried to raise her hand, but it hung limply beside her unmoving.
The second bolt took her in the chest, exploding in smoke and a brilliant flash of blue light.
Sere slammed back against the wall, red blossoming against the wall behind her head and closed her eyes.
Gelle stood in the rent of the broken doorway screaming!
Lightening cracked around Teir and her outstretched arms in blue instant flashes that faded, struck, brilliant!! Holding for an instant and then fading. She hung suspended in the air, the broken bed had fallen away and the floor was gone, the outer walls were gone. Smoke rose in the pit two floors down, stone dust and water dripped from the ragged stones at the edges of the walls and dropped in slow drops into the open pit.
The wind rose.
Five guards stepped into the rent where the doorway had been. Their masks covered their faces and their eyes. They wore white single slip uniforms that covered them to their necks and wrists and ankles. They were barefoot. Lightening flashed!
They stepped into the room, reaching out with their minds…
STOP!!!
But they couldn’t reach the girl hanging in open space above the pit that had been floor. A wall enclosed the girl, a wall they couldn’t see.
Lightening flashed!
And Teir, face twisted in rage and anger and grief reached out her hand and twisted it.
The guards rose in the air and slammed back through the broken rent against the far wall.
Teir closed her hand , making a fist and pressing her fingers tight against one another and crushed them.
Broken bones snapped and blood spilled from underneath the white masks.
Gelle was standing in the smashed gaping hole of the doorway screaming, shaking her fist at Teir and screaming!
A lightning bolt lanced out and struck her.
She fell to her knees, her gray robe smoking, whipping in the twisting gale.
“TEIR STOP IT! YOU ARE KILLING US!!!” She screamed into the howling wind.
The inner wall groaned and ground, slowly and then faster, shrieking and then the wall exploded outward into the hallway and Gelle fell back in a flash of blue light.
Rain fell in torrents and the wind screamed.
Gelle lay slumped against the hallway wall blood dripping from her mouth staring across the open space to the shattered wall with Teir hanging in mid air, her dark brown hair streaming back, her eyes wide and angry and flashing.
“…stop... Teir… stop it…” she whispered.
Rain fell and lightening flashed.
The walls of the Convent groaned as wood and stone shifted and the wind screamed.
Teir blinked.
As if waking from some horrid dream.
Slowly then her mouth twisted down in pain as she took in the shattered room around her.
Her eyes rolled up, and her head fell back, her arms fell to her sides and she fell back in mid air and fell.
Into the pit two floors below.
