Truly: First Omnibus

Chapter Fourteen: The All-Too-Human Truth

The ride back had been a quite interesting one. Not only was there something to be happy about, but there was something to be worried about. Sareen seemed to not be bothered by the fact she had cracks all over her. She was more interested in getting the gate closed. The ship landed just outside the gate. As True stepped out, he closes the gate.

"You guys have fun getting the gate closed," Plight said as she smiled.

True turned around and looked her dead in the eye. "You know I hope you know that you're just the same ugly person as when I married you,' He said as he got ready to attack.

"Well, I was hoping you be up for a little small talk, but have it your way. By the way, the people you sent into the forbidden part of the perennial library aren't going to come out intact."

True stopped his attack.

"You better not have done what I think you have done," True said.

"I don't think the Fates shouldn't get a fair chance at fighting you. In fact, I hope that you pathetic mortals wind up finding that it's not as easy fighting the fates as you had planned."

True looked at Lanyle for a second, finding that he was also mad.

"So what? I think people should have a say in their own destinies. That's why I detest my old friends, but unlike them, you want to end everything. I can't have that either," True said as the others join him.

"So you're not interested in a little proposal I can make you?" Plight said.

"Sorry, but I have never made a deal with a liar, and I won't start," True said.

"I agree. It wouldn't make any sense to give in at this point," Lanyle said.

"God has a special place in its brain that says we should be taking Ms. Plight down," Torchette said.

Plight lowered her head in laughter. "I hope you know that when the small group you sent in to heaven won't be happy with their afterlife if they lose. You see, I have a way of pulling strings to get what I want, and trust me not even Delila over here would withstand for two seconds under the pressures of what is in store." "How dare you!" Zen shouted out as True punched Plight in the face. Suddenly, as if prompted by the agreement of the group, True has a black energy swirl around his feet.

"So I would take that as a no. Well, I can't say I don't blame you. I was going to say if you give up the pool of radiance, then I would have them forget all about this misadventure," Plight said.

"You so much as lay one hand on them, I swear I will tear you into so many pieces, True said, grabbing Plight.

"Well!!! I guess you can't win them all!" As plight said this she disappeared.

The black energy around True's feet stopped. A few seconds of silence fell over the group.

Then Lanyle spoke. "So what are we going to do?"

"I am going to take the fight straight to them," True said. As he said this he started to fade. He then came back into solid form. He coughed up blood and fell over. He blacked out. The group immediately rushed to his aid. Zen pulled out some smelling salts. As True woke up, he sat for a few seconds and then hits the ground.

"Why can't I teleport?" He said, confused. The group looked at each other and then back at True.

"You okay?" Zen asked.

"Yeah, I just seem not to be able to teleport to where the library is," True said, wiping the blood from his face. Zen scaned him for a few seconds.

"Well, you're not going anywhere. You are heavily injured," Zen said.