Heritage from Cyan

He had not taken more than a dozen paces when a sudden intense pain spread through his chest. As fast as it had come it disappeared. For a moment he stood a little confused, then gradually his thoughts cleared, and he began to look ahead once more for Polly and the others. But as they approached there was something strange about the way they moved. He was unable to hear the sounds of them walking and talking. When he spoke there was no resonance in his voice; all of them seeming to look straight through him. They started to run past where he stood, making no attempt to acknowledge his presence. He was puzzled. Gazing out toward the temple doors, his attention had been drawn to the outlines of some mysterious figures materialising in front of them. The excitement welled up in him as he anticipated a visit from his alien friend Antron. He gazed back to the others and saw Polly, Floyd, Judy and David crouched around someone lying on the floor, with others in the temple running toward them. His attention focused on the group, ignoring the materialising apparitions, and hurried toward them to see what help he could give.

“Will you not even consider the sincerity of my offer?” asked Tristram softly. “Surely by now you must see your way leads nowhere? and…"

"You dare to judge and chastise me?” screamed the Evil One, his face twisted in uncontrollable rage. He lunged forward, eagerly assisted by his minions in a gesture to overcome Tristram. But the intensity of Tristram’s aura repelled them, infuriating them still more.

The Evil One drew back, realising his attempts to intimidate Tristram had failed, and that the first round of this battle had been lost.

“You have not won, Tristram Velby.” The Evil One calmly pointed to the sky, the hideous grin spreading across his face once again. For a brief moment, and in Tristram’s eyes only, the sky darkened as the legions of evil closed in around him. “I have offered you a place beside me to enjoy the pleasures of the flesh and you have refused.” His expression grew tenser as with unblinking, staring eyes he gazed at Tristram. “I will have your world, and the young souls you seek to protect in it.”

“You tried on Earth, Evil One and you failed there as you will fail here.” The Evil One slowly withdrew; the hideous smile fading from his face.

“We shall see, minion of the Infinite One. We shall see.”