Title: The Truth About Oz
Author: Fire Top
Rated: T (maybe M later on)
Summery: Three that share a gift, yet have their own. The Warrior, The Empath, and the Mage. CameronChase, HouseOC, ForemanOC (yes everyone will get some)AU
Disclaimer: The ones you recognize I don't own. The ones you don't are mine.
Authors Note: Yes I know that all of them are a little OOC. There is a reason for it. I promise there is a reason to my madness. Just bear with me for a bit and I promise that all will be answered. Well maybe not all. The title for this is a title of a song by Averi. A great little group from MA.
Authors Note 2: This is truly a fantasy piece. You will need to suspend your disbelief. There is magic and sword fights. If that bothers you please do not read. But if you want to go on an amazing ride and a little character study please sit back and enjoy. Also it's pretty long. Again please send me reviews, I'd love to hear from you.
Authors Note 3: While I did mention that there will be pairings they won't be noticeable till a bit later in the story. So please be patient.
The Truth About Oz
Fire Top
Finally they are all here. It has taken about 26 earth years for this to happen. The time is now. It can't wait any longer. I've heard from home and the land needs them. Any longer and there will be no land to save.
The woman on the bed is dying. There is no way to save her on this world. For once they are all in the room. It's not always easy to get all three of them in one place.
The time to open the portal is now. I wish I could go with them. I would love to see home one time more. But the amount of energy that's going to be needed is not only going to end my life but that of the woman on the bed.
These three are going to be good for the land. If they are using this much energy to help a lost cause, then they would do anything for their land.
I close my eyes to begin the incantation. The mage is waiting for them. The spell is almost complete. The long, steady tone in the background is soothing and helps me concentrate.
I utter the last words when, "What the hell is going on." Breaks in. My last thought as the world goes dark is I hope they make it.