========================================================================= Date: Fri, 19 Apr 1996 01:47:46 -0400 Reply-To: CatsImmie@AOL.COM Sender: Highlander TV show stories From: Jen Thrailkill Subject: Repost and Corrections: Cross of Swords Parts 11&12/12 This is the last 2 parts. If you need Parts 1-10, let me know. They were posted as follows: Part 1/12, Parts 2 & 3/12, Parts 4 & 5/12, Parts 6 & 7/12, Parts 8,9, & 10/12, and this Parts 11 & 12/12. Enjoy, and let me know what you think. WARNING: This is the scene you've been waiting for. If anyone has any problems with what I do to Kenny, remember this is only FanFic, and it's hardly possible for it to happen. Although wouldn't most of us like it to! Cross of Sword Part 11 The Next Day Chris couldn't sleep all night no matter how hard she tried, but Cat had slept like a baby. The sun was starting to rise over the pyramid when Chris got the buzz. Cat sat straight up in her sleeping bag and looked at Chris, "Kenny?" "I do not think so." They waited and the Immortal never showed. "Look at the sky and the way the sun peeks through the temple door. It's beautiful." "Red skies at night, Immortals delight, red skies at morning, Immortals take warning." "I thought that was for sailors?" "It holds true for Immortals as well. A lot of sayings throughout history hold true for us." "What do you think history would be like without Immortals? Would it be the same?" "Immortals are the history of the world." Chris said. "Look at Methos. He has been around for over 5000 years. He's lived through the birth and death of Christ, seen hundreds of wars, and more. He has seen History being made. And has lived long enough to tell about it. For the most part, I think history was recorded by Watchers who saw it via their assignments." "I never thought about it like that. It's hard to imagine what I will have seen and done say 100 years from now." "I use to think the same thing, but soon you begin to learn that day after day you will love, loose your love, cry, hurt, and heal. We are just like mortals. The only difference is they die, and eventually we will to." "Does death scare you?" "I have seen so much of death in my lifetime, that no, it does not scare me. If I am to loose to Kenny today, I will die knowing I have accomplished a lot even though Will's death was not avenged. I died trying." "I'm the opposite. I've seen so much death that I'm terrified of it. I don't think I'll ever get use to it." "In time you will. We all learn to deal with it. Speaking of time, the restaurant should be open now. How do you feel about having an authentic Mayan breakfast?" After breakfast, Chris showed Cat the rest of Chichen Itza and told her about the history of each ruins and their legends. She knew so much, a tour guide offered her a job. When the park closed later that night, the two returned to the campsite with no sign of Kenny. "Maybe he won't show." Cat said as she started a campfire. "No, he will be here." Chris responded. And as if they needed proof, both girls got the buzz. Chris instinctively drew her sword. "Told you." Cat looked around for a few moments. "I don't see him." "He is here, I can smell the little rat." "Looking for me?" Kenny said appearing out of nowhere. "How did you know I'd be here? Am I that predictable?" "I want my sword!" Cat yelled rushing towards him. She stopped dead in her tracks when he pulled it out of his trenchcoat and aimed it towards her throat. "One more step and I'll have to bury it with your body. Christine can bury you next to Will's headless body." "Leave her out of this you son-of-a-bitch. This is between you and me." Chris yelled at Kenny. "Cat get out of the way, you can not interfere!" "But..." Cat started. "NOW!" Chris yelled. It was the first time Cat and Kenny had heard her yell at someone. She had always been so quiet and level tempered, so Cat backed away. "You better listen to her," Kenny said. "When I'm done with her, then it's your turn to die." Cat wanted to kill Kenny right then, but it was Chris's fight and she knew she couldn't interfere. It was a rule. "If you are so sure that you will win, then let us see just how sure you are of yourself." Chris raised her sword and Kenny accepted the challenge. The fight didn't last long. Chris was a lot stronger the Kenny, and her anger and determination just added to her strength. "This is for Will!" she said as with one final blow, Kenny's head fell to the ground. Chris stepped back and breathed a sigh of relief. As the power escaped Kenny and struck Chris, thunder rolled. It was such a clear night, with the only lightning from the Quickening, and the roll of thunder, that Cat couldn't help but to notice the temple. "Chris, the legend!" she yelled, but Chris was to overcome with the power of the Quickening to hear her or move. During the flashes of light, images of demons floated out of the temple and into the sky. When the Quickening was finally over, Chris fell to the ground and Cat ran to her. All of a sudden, Cat felt another presence. It wasn't one of an Immortal, but still as eerie. Chris laid there unconscious, but lips moving. Finally Cat heard Chris say, "Yes Will, it is over. He is gone... I love you too." And then Chris became silent and the eerie presence had disappeared. It was over. Chris had avenged Will's death, the temple had once again become Holy Ground, and Cat had her sward back. It was over. Cross of Swords Part 12 The Next Day Chris didn't regain consciousness until late the next day. Cat had stayed by her side the whole time. She was amazed that she had never noticed Chris's sword until then. It was identical to hers. "Cat?" Chris said starting to come around. "Here, drink some water. Don't try to talk." Chris took a huge sip and after a moment sat straight up. "Holy Ground? We are on Holy Ground are we not?" "It happened during the Quickening." Cat answered referring to the legend. "It scared away the demons." "A storm powerful enough to scare away the demons. I never thought I would have something to do with the temple being restored to Holy Ground. Will would have been proud." "He is. Chris can I ask you something?" "Yes." "Your sword? Where did you get it?" "Will made it the day we were married. He had one, I had one, and he made one for our youngest child. Why?" "The six machetes. What do they mean?" "Will always believed the sixth generation to posses the swords would be special. And you are." "You mean..." "You do not get to become a Watcher unless you know everyone of your subjects past secrets, including what background can be found or linked to another Immortal. I was wondering how long it would take you to catch on." Cat stared at Chris in disbelief. Sitting beside her was in a way an ancestor of hers, and she had helped defend their honor. "I can't believe this." "Well, believe it. Get some rest, tomorrow we head back to Seacouver." "Then what?" "We find a place to live." "We? Are you serious? I thought Joe hadn't made up his mind yet." "Let me just say, Joe has a soft spot that I have always been able to get to. Besides, the final decision was never his to decide, it is yours." "Shouldn't it be up to you? You're the one that will have to live with me. I may not be able to change over night." "I do not expect you to change over night. Just over time, just over time." The two Immortals fell asleep, and lying between them on top of Wills grave, laid the two identical swords crossed over each other. The End. Copyright 1996: Jen Thrailkill {CatsImmie@aol.com} ****************************************************************************** "Immortals are the history of the world."- Jordan Renwyck from _Cross of Swords_ ________ // \\ Potest Esse Nur Unus! 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