DRUID MASTER
- NAPPA (imran_)

(c) This is my story. All characters are mine. Anyone is allowed to read the story free of charge, but can not use it to earn money. This story is only to be published on and nowhere else. If you read it anywhere else than report it to me.

Prologue

Four druids stand in a circle atop a hill. There they chant in a monotonous equipitch voice with there staff in their raised right hand. Suddenly the top of the staffs lit up with bright blue colour and started to pulsate. Suddenly the four stopped their chanting and pointed their staff to the centre of the circle . All at the same time the four shouted "Reka al rukh (LET IT BE DONE)" in the language of the ancients and all their staff emitted a blinding burst of energy which lit up the sky and could be seen miles away. When the intense light dims a little the source of what is keeping the bright light shining even after the initial burst becomes clear. It is a floating ball of energy.

Five miles away a mob of angry Christian¡¯s were gathering. A misguided priest called Patrick Finnigun was insighting the mob, to go to the source of the light and stop the druids. Half way to their destination a garrison of the king¡¯s men joined them. The king was very afraid that Patrick Finnigun was going to try to take power had he not joined with them. At the base of the hill, the soldiers took position, with the archers at the front, who aimed their arrows high in the air.

A fifth druid emerged from the shadows, and his power could almost be felt from his glowing blue eyes. This was the strongest of all the Druids present. Some say that he was the strongest ever other than the first DRUID. HE was called Rebus Ranthlord. It was he who called for the meeting of the elder DRUIDs. He had the power to foresee the future. He had seen that an enemy from the heavens themselves trying to destroy all of humanity but was stopped by the DRUID master. A DRUID with powers beyond his comprehension, one who has the power to save humanity. The one who is a only 15 years of age.

At the base of the hill the archers fire their arrows. Volleys of arrows tipped with poison scream throw the air, but do not actually make it to their target as they hit a barrier. Most people did not know it but Patrick Finnigun was a rival DRUID of Rebus. And he too had powers almost equal to those of Rebus. Rebus had a gift that he abused often. Patrick had the ability to hide the fact that he was doing magic. When other Druids performed magic using their staff, their eyes glowed and the staff would light up. But Patrick was an exception. He showed neither signs and claimed that the magic was actually GOD working through him. Patrick shouted to the sky," GOD please take the defence of the blasphemers away. And suddenly the shimmer that was once the barrier that protected the Druids was gone.

Rebus had known all along that this was going to happen and the council of elders knew it as well for the all had foreseen the events of this day. Yet they chose to go ahead for the sake of humanity.

The archers at the base loaded their bow and aimed high and let loose their arrows.

The glowing ball of energy that was until now white suddenly turned to a blood red colour. Rebus jumped into it and suddenly the ball of energy and Rebus were both gone. The four Druids collapsed from exhaustion.

Three of the Druids died while they were passed out from the arrows. The one who survived was badly injured and was going to die in a few days. Patrick quickly went to the surviving druid and tried to ask him what they were doing. " Saving Humanity" was the answer, before he passed out. Patrick was angry and drove his knife through the heart of the defenceless man. Patrick went to the secret place of the Druids in the forest and searched for ten years for clues to what the druids were doing there.

Tittering on the edge of insanity he found what he was looking for. A book called "the book of FATE¡±. It was written by Rebus and in it he had written his dreams of what was to come over two and a half thousand years into the future and how humanity was going to be delivered a DRUID master. He also found out that the DRUID master could fail without adequate guidance. Guidance that only Rebus can give him. So he had used the elder council to open a rift in time and gone into the future.

Patrick had cried for three days before he realised that he had lost his only way that he could take his revenge upon his archenemies. He vowed that even if it meant the destruction of the entire species he and his heirs would have their revenge on Rebus Ranthlord. Patrick had never told anyone about the offworlders. Neither did anyone of his heirs have the power to foresee into the future. His hate gave birth to the DARKDruid cult that throughout the next two and a half thousand years had worked behind the scene to weaken the human race, primed to be what they thought was their slaves.
The year is 2472. Humanity has just escaped extinction by his own hands. A century of war had reduced the world population to 2.1 billion and the survivors had formed the first unified government with New Geneva (formerly a part of the Sahara desert) as the capital. People voted to elect Smaller regional government representative who elected the Prime Minister. The Prime Minister was the supreme leader only in name while the senate (made of the representatives elected by the people) held the real power.

The restoration of earth had taken almost 55 years, and the war did a lot of good for the people. Advanced agricultural and irrigational methods had made it possible to use half the resources it took before the war to produce three time the crop. Controlled fusion reactors though were almost the size of a city were completely safe and could run a city effortlessly. No one on earth went hungry and humanity had almost had themselves a utopian society.

But as the proverb goes, "Nothing lasts forever".