Trollhunters/Worm. War: Interrupted

Claire fought. She slapped herself, screaming "get out of me!" But Morganna was too strong, had been in her ever since she'd used the staff to save the trolls from Gunmar. Had been using her. And now... Now she no longer needed to stay hidden.

"You're only hurting yourself…" Morganna laughed. Claire ran for the door, trying to get out, trying to get away, when she was lifted up and pull back in.

I'll never escape, she'll kill Jim, help me! Help—



Destination.



Agreement.


Claire saw stars, saw a vision of beings vast beyond comprehension. She saw…

Now what is this? Morganna sounded interested. Not magic, not sorcery but… She did something that set Claire's mind on fire.

And Claire…

Claire saw.

Two entities. Vast beyond comprehension. Seeking… information. Seeking a way to avert an end only they could see.

The cycle. Discovery of a new species, seeding it with powers, conflict. Data. More triggers, mixing and matching, budding off already existing powers. A world, full of reptilian beings, under three suns, fighting with powers, technologies harvested from other species, but neutered, made safe.

Made more interesting.

Then… The cycle ends. The reptilians, from the highest king to the lowest warrior die, their powers ripped out of them. A world turned into a charnel-house. A time of testing…

And then the world burns, fueling the next cycle.

No.

All the worlds burn.

Claire couldn't talk. She could see into that memory, and worse… She held up her hands, hands coated with some shimmering crystalline energy. Not magic. She was…

Infested. Claire got up, running for the sink. She slammed her head down, she could bash her brains out protect Jim—The ceramic shattered under the blow of her head.

And then Morganna was holding her.

Oh Little Claire, you can't protect Jim. Didn't you see? The world is about to end. All of the worlds. What you saw with those walking reptiles is starting to happen here. And to imagine, I'd never even dreamed of life from beyond the stars.

"No. No, no, no…" Claire whimpered.

But they seemed rather stupid. Just trial and error…and I expect they've never encountered magic before.

Which is why we're probably the first beings to ever know what they intend… Now get up. We need to talk to our little lamb. It seems that our war has been pre-empted.

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The next chapter of Orb Weaver is complete...and the cat big through the cable to the external drive.