Story [Highlander] Child of the Universe * DDC 2013 * COMPLETE

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  1. Hazel Force Ghost

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    Vienna, 22nd of February of 2013


    In order for someone to survive as an immortal, it is fundamental to learn how to properly use a sword. It doesn't matter that you don't want to play the Game, you still need to know how to defend yourself against others that want your head. And you always have to be prepared to fight because you never know when another immortal will challenge you. True, it would not happen in a place full of people, but as soon as you find yourself in a dark alley or an empty garage, there would your opponent be, waiting for you. This is why we all carry swords. We hide them as best we can - I know of one immortal that keeps his disguised as a cane, which I find particularly ingenious. I keep mine in my instrument case, except when I have to go through customs, then I find it's best to just keep it in its proper case and say it's a collector's item. As long as you have the proper papers, no one bugs you about it.

    All this I learned in due time, but back when I lived with Darius, I had no idea about these intricacies. As I said before, he hadn't picked up a weapon since the day he had taken Emrys' head and he wasn't about to make an exception by teaching me how to wield a sword. That's why, at first, I thought that I had a choice and that all other immortals would respect my choice, just like all immortals respect Holy Ground. (Didn't I mention this before? No fighting on Holy Ground - it's a rule. I don't know what would happen if someone broke that rule, because as far as I know, no one ever did.)

    Like I said, I thought the choice was mine to make. Boy, was I wrong.

    About seven months after my arrival in Paris, I was walking alone in a valley, five kilometers north of the city. I was looking for some herbs Darius needed to make medicine (I had sort of become his assistant) when I felt that sense of urgency we get when another one of us is around. I turned around to find a man standing behind me and he had already drawn out his sword.

    I tried to tell him that I didn't want to fight and that I wasn't even armed, but he didn't care. He actually said that if I was foolish enough to go around unarmed, then I deserved what I was about to get.

    I knew I was in trouble.

    I won't describe the fight here, I don't know how to describe fights in writing. I'm just going to say that my eighteen years in a circus came more in handy than anyone would think. I'm very fast and light. I climb trees very well and I am not afraid to perform crazy acrobatic stunts. And, despite my poor eyesight (albinos are not known for having good eyes, although it's not as bad as most people think), I have a really good aim when I'm throwing rocks at people's heads. To cut this short, after we played cat and mouse for I don't know how long in the woods, I managed to knock him senseless and take his sword. It crossed my mind at the time that I could just run away while he was out but I decided against it. Maybe my judgment was still clouded by the attack that had taken my family, but I really believed this guy would come after me later on. It would only be over if I ended it at that moment.

    So I did it. I took his head.

    His quickening made me nauseous. The stories Darius had told me had not prepared me for the violence that was the power of another living being going through my body. This guy wasn't even that old.

    As I walked back to Paris, his memories mixed with my own, confounding me. I didn't know his name and but I knew some rather intimate details about him that I do not care to recount now.

    When I arrived at the church and saw Darius, I was still dragging the guy's sword behind me. Once again, words were not necessary to explain what had happened. This time, he did not comfort me. He knew, as I did, that my time with him had come to an end. I had taken my first head and, by immortal standards, I was ready to go off on my own (even if I wasn't really ready).

    I knew he was disappointed, but I couldn't tell if it was because I had killed the guy or because I was leaving.

    A couple of days later, I left Paris for the first time in my immortal life.
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    Wow! Seemed necessary, but just like someone in combat situations, it's still something they have to adjust to emotionally. :(
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  3. Jedi_Lover Force Ghost

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    Off with his head! You need to do a crossover and give her a lightsaber. ;) Nice update!
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  4. Hazel Force Ghost

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    Yes, there is a lot of adjusting necessary. It's definitely not easy being immortal.


    Ooh! Be careful with that plot bunny: it would have to involve Highlander 2, placing the planet Zeist somewhere in the Outer Rim. I can see it now :p
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  5. Mira_Jade The NSWFF Manager With The Cape

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    Oh wow. But what an awful baptism by fire for Claire here. :( I hate that she had to go through that, but it was really just a matter of time . . . I am interested to see what life throws at her next. =D=
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  6. NYCitygurl NSWFF Manager

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    It's sad that she has to go out on her own! She obviously found her own way, but I agree with Mira: What a baptism by fire.
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  7. Hazel Force Ghost

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    Yes, it was hard, but it could have been a lot worse. Many new immortals get their heads cut off without even knowing what's up.


    Here is a piece of Highlander sound track. It was written by Brian May and performed by him and Freddie Mercury for the 1st movie's soundtrack and it features often in the TV show. I hope you like it as much as I do.

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  8. Hazel Force Ghost

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    Vienna, 1st of March of 2013


    It wasn't easy for me to leave Paris. During the months I spent with him, Darius' soothing presence pushed back the pain I felt for loosing my family and made me feel safe again. When I left, all that was gone. I felt alone again and this time I had no heading.

    I had no idea of what I was going to do or where I going to go, so I just walked. I followed my own feet without thinking of where they'd lead me. For days on end., I had no idea of where I was and I really didn't care. I stayed away from the main roads and agglomerates and sought the peace of the woods. Walking through the wilder parts of the land, I went weeks without seeing another person, let alone talk to anyone. But that was what I wanted. I wanted to be left alone. Deep inside, I just wanted to disappear.

    So I did. I found a little nook near the edge of a cliff, by the northern sea and I settled there. It was cold and harsh and completely deserted of people. Just the way I needed it to be.

    While I was there I lost track of time. I didn't count the days. I didn't celebrate Christmas or any other date. I didn't care to.

    For I don't know how long, I lived alone. Maybe 'lived' isn't the right word, maybe 'lingered' is more accurate. I 'lingered' alone. Yes, that's it.

    I was alone for many changes of the seasons, and I would have remained alone for many more seasons if one winter day, while I was out hunting a rabbit, I had not heard a wail. It wasn't human but it was a familiar wail. I followed the sound until I found its source – it was two wolf pups, poking at their dead mother. It wasn’t hard for me to decide to take them back with me. Despite my need to be alone, a part of me longed for the warmth of caring for another living creature, and those two cubs needed caring.

    They were both females and one of them looked just like my old dog Luka when he was a puppy, a mesh of gray and white, so I gave her his name. The other one I named Alba because she was almost a white as I was.

    They were my only solace in a time when I most needed solace. I opened my heart to them and they helped heal some of the pain.

    More time went by and Luka and Alba grew up. When their second spring came they started spending more and more time away from me and I knew it was time to let their nature take over - it was time for them to join a pack and be the wolves they were supposed to be.

    That summer, I had the pleasure of spotting them with puppies of their own. I felt like a grandmother and that made me smile. Even thought they weren’t with me anymore, I knew I hadn’t failed.

    A few more seasons came and went and I still lingered in that no-man's land. I kept a close watch on the pack of wolves, trying to keep tabs on my little girls and I was content with that.

    Then one day I heard a faraway roar. It was the sound of war coming my way. Napoleon was dead set on taking over Europe and his army had reached my little nook of the world. After I saw the pack of wolves leave their home and seek a quiet valley, I knew it was time for me to go too. My time of 'lingering' was over and it was time to start living again.

    When I had arrived in my little corner of the cliffs 1797 was just starting, when I left the year 1805 was already warming up.
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    Glad that Claire found healing and time ... like that phrase/expression: lingered alone =D= Eight years ... [face_thinking] I can just imagine she hadn't realized that much time had passed in the world outside. [face_thinking]
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  10. Jedi_Lover Force Ghost

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    Who could resist wolf puppies. [:D] Nice update.
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  11. Hazel Force Ghost

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    Sometimes we all need to get away and balance ourselves. Unfortunately we are not immortal and can't aford to stay away for that long.


    I love puppies. I've been thinking of getting one.
  12. NYCitygurl NSWFF Manager

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    Napoleon was dead set on taking over Europe and his army had reached my little nook of the world.

    I love this line. Very powerful! I can't wait for the next post :D
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  13. Hazel Force Ghost

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    I'm still trying to figure out where Claire would go from here. I might have to start posting every other week soon. I'm just saying it so yoy girls won't be surprised if that happens.
  14. Mira_Jade The NSWFF Manager With The Cape

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    What a chilling, almost cold entry for Claire. :( You are doing a great job showing the ups and downs with an immortal life. I loved the touch of the wolves - it gave the chapter, and Claire, a very human feel. :) The 'punch' of Napoleon's campaign was a place for her to pick up again in time. I am eager to know where this chaotic time takes her.

    Another great update! =D=
  15. Hazel Force Ghost

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    Thanks @Mira_Jade! I wasn't sure about the wolves, but i needed something that would help her heal.
  16. Hazel Force Ghost

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    Vienna, 8th of March of 2013


    I wasn't sure of where I'd go when I abandoned my little nook by the northern sea, but what I did know was that I wanted to get as far away from the war as I possibly could. The problem was, the war was spreading everywhere.

    This was why I turned my eyes to the west, beyond the sea, to America. It seemed to be far enough away from Napoleon's greed for me to never hear his name again.

    But before I could venture beyond the Atlantic, another path called to me. It was time to go back to the place I felt as my home - Paris. Ever since I could remember, I visited Paris and Darius at least once a year, but now I had been away for more than eight. I wondered if the city had changed at all, but above all, I wondered if Darius would still be there and I prayed that he would be alright. Before I moved on, I knew I had to let him know that I was still alright. Even though our paths were not the same, it didn't mean they couldn't cross each other from time to time.

    My journey back to Paris was much faster than my journey away from that city years before. I would make some money as I moved by putting up some small one-woman acrobatic performances wich included music and stories, just like the troubadours of old, and with that money I bought passage in carriages that would tae me closer and closer. I only had to be careful and not cross another immortal's path because my skills with a sword were still pretty much null. I didn't even have a sword. I did, however, manage to get my hands on a gun, which I kept hidden, but still within easy reach.

    I'm stating all this, because I did run in to one immortal during my trip and I did get to use my brand new gun on him. I'll summarize our encounter:

    The sun was setting when I was arriving in Lille and I immediately felt that... for lack of a proper name, lets call it buzz. A few seconds later, there he was. He was tall and slender, with a somewhat pale complexion and dark hair. And he was carrying a broadsword that made me shiver. I immediately pulled out my gun and shot him before he coud even say a word. Then I ran from there as fast as I could.

    Looking back, I know I overreacted and didn’t even give that guy a chance, but in my own defense, I did not take his head. I just left him lying there. Hours later, I pondered on that and concluded nothing. Now I know, that the reason I didn't take his head like I had to that other immortal years before was the same reason that had given me the urge to not look for another hidden niche and instead made me seek out civilization - I was healing.

    Two weeks later, I arrived in Darius' doorstep, but this time he wasn't alone. There was another immortal with him and it was the same man I had met outside of Lille.
  17. Jedi_Lover Force Ghost

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    Awkward! :p Hey...umm...sorry I shot you.
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  18. Hazel Force Ghost

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    [face_laugh] Very awkward! I wonder where they're gonna go from there... [face_thinking] ;)
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    Great post and very thought provoking.

    Claire doesn't feel like any/every immortal she meets is a potential or even actual enemy. But she has a gut instinct she's apparently going off of. She felt immediately comforted by Darius whereas the others she met set off red flags. ... Does the guy she shot remember that she did that to him? I figured it would make it very crazymaking psychologically to remember all your various demises. :p Now this would be a very weird crossover: Dr. Who and the Highlanders. [face_laugh]
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  20. Hazel Force Ghost

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    @Jade_eyes - at this point, Claire is terrified. She knows she doesn't have the skills to win in a duel and she doesn't want to die (not anymore) . Plus the fact that she spent 8 years without human contact did not help her social skills.
    As for this guy, i was going to introduce another canon character at this point, but now that I've thought about it some more i think I'll turn him into an OC because it will provide me with more liberty with what to do with him and develop a more interesting relationship.
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  21. Mira_Jade The NSWFF Manager With The Cape

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    Now THIS is going to be an interesting conversation to follow, that's for sure. :p
  22. Hazel Force Ghost

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    It's the beginning of something alright! I'm just not sure what. :p
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  23. Hazel Force Ghost

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    Vienna, 15th of March of 2013


    The day I returned to Darius' church in the summer of 1805, was probably and to this day, the most awkward day of my life.

    When I saw Darius standing next to my previous opponent, my first instinct was to run, my second instinct was to shoot him again and get him away from my friend. I came close to reaching for my gun again, but something stopped me. We were, after all, on Holy Ground so we were safe.

    The moment Darius spotted me standing in his doorway, he immediately came to me, arms wide open, greeting me like no one had ever greeted me before. I could see the relief in his eyes. Undoubtedly, he had worried about me during those years. I, of course, greeted him back, but kept an eye on the third person standing there. I let go of Darius as soon as the other man started approaching us.

    As I said before, he was tall and with a slender yet muscular figure. He had short dark hair and (something I had not noticed before) blue eyes, a shade darker than mine, but that could still be considered light. Come to think of it, they were pretty much like Darius' eyes.

    As he came around, Darius introduced us and I learned that his name was Max and he was from the the Pyrenees. He was also a long time friend of Darius, although not one of his students. As my friend introduced me to Max, I noticed his attention centered on me. It was very uncomfortable. I imagined he found me somewhat familiar but was struggling with the when and where. I should add that when we had previously met, I was wearing a dark hooded cape that concealed my face. I, of course, said nothing that would help him identify me. I didn't want to get in trouble.

    Soon after, Darius invited us into his place. He poured us a cup of tea and asked me to tell him what I had been up to. I'm sure I blushed at this point, but still said nothing about Lille. I just told him that after I left I needed some time alone and got it. Now I was feeling restless and hoped to make it to America. At this point Max said that he too was going to America to seek a new life. He had seen way too much war already. Besides he was looking for an adventure.

    Since we apparently were going the same way anyway, Darius asked Max if he was willing to escort me. I was NOT happy, but what could I do. At that point I had a really hard time to say no to people I cared about. So it was settled that Max would go with me to America and that we'd be leaving within a week. I swear, I felt like a kid all over again.

    For the rest of the day, we talked mostly about the war and the effects it was having on the people (well, they talked while I tried to become invisible), and I learned nothing more about my new escort. I didn’t prod anyway. A part of me was still hoping I wouldn’t have to talk or see him again.

    Later that day Darius left us to perform the evening's mass and Max took the opportunity to also excuse himself. Just before he walked away he turned to me, gave me a teasing lopsided grin and said something like: "Relax Claire. I won't bite you. Just be sure you don't shoot me again".

    I swear I turned bright red.
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    Hazel, Max sounds on the gorgeous side ;) :) That lopsided grin is waaaay too scoundrelly [face_laugh] [face_mischief] because he recognized Claire all along. :D Looking forward to their adventures in America.
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  25. Jedi_Lover Force Ghost

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    Max sounds a little Han Solo-ish. I like it!
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