Jon woke the next morning to find breakfast
sitting on the bedside table. Bluegrass was already up and eating and
so Jon ate too.
"This is the best..."
"Yeah," Bluegrass said guessing what
Jon was going to say. "It is good ain't it? The General said one
of them "Other" people made it this morning. Something about Bloodsuckers
and needin' to do somethin' all night. I ain't figured that out.
Anyway, he said we could walk around after we eat just not to go off the property."
Jon nodded and ate the first full meal
he'd had in a while and then they left the room.
"So, who do you think this 'God' is?"
Bluegrass asked.
"Didn't Darius say his name last night?
Ares."
"Ares is a myth Skip," Bluegrass said.
"Do we know that for sure?" Jon
countered. This mass world destruction had him re evaluating his ideals.
He couldn't say for sure that any God did not exist now. And Ares apparently
answered Darius' prayers and questions so who was he to argue? Bluegrass
was quiet as they walked though this compound where there was a lot of activity
going on. A man who looked to be about 30 was chanting something and
making things float. Jon had heard of mutants but they didn't have to
chant to use their powers. The man waved to them cheerfully though.
Jon had no idea why but he suspected everyone here knew who they were.
"Good morning," a voice spoke from
behind. Jon turned and almost fell on his ass in shock. The young
man who stood before him he recognized as Blade but he looked a little softer
now than he had last night. Jon noticed he only carried two knives
and a sword right now.
"We hope you two slept well.
Come on, Dad is ready to start the meeting. Later Ethan," he said to
the man who was chanting. The man waved as they walked to a big room
set p for a battle planning meeting.
"First order of business," The General
said when everyone was seated, "is to get more people in on this. We
need all kinds of thoughts and minds to make this work."
Jon watched as he made a list on a
piece of paper and gave it to the girl with the braid.
"Ask your Uncle Connor to call these
people please? We'll need them for the next meeting." He said and turned
back to Jon and Bluegrass and Blade and Vicious.
"Second order of business. What
do we know of Mon*Star? That is the key to defeating your enemy.
First knowing him."
"We know he's got a power source somewhere,"
Bluegrass said. "We know he'll hurt and kill our people."
"Then we hurt and kill his," a new
voice said. Jon and Bluegrass turned and saw a man dressed in leather
pants and a velvet shirt.
"I'm here Darius. You wanted
either me or Angel here and Angel is with Spike so..."
"Thank you Angelus," The General said.
"And you're right. That is the second thing, You must get over your
reluctance to kill and maim and injure his people. We are more hardened
than you so we do this easier but tell me, if it was him or you Jon, who would
you pick?"
Jon knew the answer to that.
He'd pick himself much as he was sure Bluegrass would.
"So, what do we need now?" Came
the voice of Death. Darius chuckled.
"We need to fill this team out.
They have an optimist in Jon, the Cowboy in Bluegrass? Blade and Vicious are
the no holds barred members of the team. They can and will do anything
to make sure you win without sacrificing any of you. You need a tactician,
a math whiz which we have one for you, and Marksman, and Fort holder, a weapons
maker which Blade and Vicious can do but won't have time for. Maybe
you can borrow Jason and Billy as well, I don't know. We need Connor
here though.
Jon nodded not knowing who these people
were but figuring The General knew more about this than he did. As evidenced
by Mon*Star losing every time he met this man in battle.
"You will also need a magic user, a
Psi power and a Strategist. Some you need to find in your files.
Also, if at all possible, I want Commander Stargazer found and Returned.
He's integral to this."
"Did Ares tell ya that?" Bluegrass
asked almost but not quite snidely.
"As a matter of fact, yes, I did,"
another voice said, this one form nowhere. The General laughed lightly.
"I'd say he says we don't need infighting.
You came to us to seek two of our numbers aid. Don't dare insult our
beliefs or our Gods."
Jon nodded and kicked Bluegrass hard
under the table. So far, nothing had been said about them being Christian
and the General seemed quite competent in what he did so Jon figured he would
heed his suggestions.
"We've asked Connor here to help find
you people who will be ideal for this team. He is our seeker since the
true Seeker is helping his father in the underworld sort the dead and find
souls that get lost. He's found a girl named Aurora who goes by the
name Star in the fight rings. You'll be able to meet her in a few days.
You need to learn to work with my two children first."
Jon nodded and watched as Darius drew
up some maps to send some teams out. The General, as he was called,
really did know what he was doing in planning things. As well as leading
Jon found out later that night.
This man was not afraid to do things
himself. Jon watched him sort the things they'd found tonight with skill
and efficiency before returning to his war room to plan more things to help
the people of earth.
Maybe, when Mon*Star was dealt with,
maybe Jon would come back here and help the general with these things.
It was a worthwhile thing to do. Darius did not steal for its own sake
but for the sake of those in need. Jon smiled thinking he'd be a good
person to serve under. Maybe he'd come back when all this was done.
Maybe...
Chapter 3: The Gathering
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