The
Professor addressed the latest team. The newest Dragons. It wasn't
the first time the roster had been replaced, or recombined. He
had worked with so many of them throughout the strange non-years of
the Metaplex, the liquid time of plureality. All of the lost and the
found, the warriors, the outcasts, knights and assassins, witches and
spies. The different teams gathered and sent on their missions, and
always The Professor there to guide them, to never really be a part
of them. Except the times that he had been, or the times he was never
there at all - though most of those he couldn't remember...
Dexter,
Wraith, Darius, Callan. Frank, Goner, Angst, Suki, Aqua. Akimoto,
Tatterdemallion. Cromwell, Bern, Caden. Siltailus, Falador, Rickson,
Cloak, Nurendemyr. The Kat, Misfit, Silver. Odin, Merlin, Kele-De.
Mick. Marshal, Michelle, Nick and Jonas. Nick, Pat and Charlotte. Soma and Heresy. All the Travelers, the Blueberry Hill Gang, the Shelter Team. Bishop, Twofeathers, Trump. Pretty George. Maggie
Magenta.
And
now, Stone and Riveta, Donnelly and Mayganne, Scorpio. He had
explained to them as much as he could, what he was allowed to, what
he was able to. And what the plan was. Desperate and uncertain, but
the only way the Professor could think to turn this situation around.
It wasn't safe to contact Simon Light in any local versions - the
Professor had had to quarantine him. But maybe if they went far
enough around... Find him, some version of him, somewhere else...
There
was no telling if any of them would make it, or who they would be. If
they would remember or understand anything. If they would find him
and reach him. If that would be enough of a convergence to change
things. If this would save things or end them.
The
Professor had briefed them. He had taught them all the mantras and
visualizations that he knew for transferals. Had exposed them to
specifically modulated energy fields. Had read them modernist poetry,
shown them certain movies. Tried anything he could think of to help
them.
And
now he was going to send them into another world and hope that they would
somehow return...
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