Centrality

Chapter 3

Methos was many things, but weak was not one of them. So when Remy Langton challenged him he accepted with age worn tiredness, already knowing how it would end, and not looking forward to it. It was a quick battle and few things surprised him about it… such as the fact that Langton called him Methos instead of Adam.

His next surprise came with the Quickening; Langton had been told his name and position by Cassandra… he shouldn’t have been surprised that she would have done that; but he was. Around three thousand years ago he had kept her as a slave for around a hundred fifty years… he had thought that they were making progress getting over that with Duncans help; man could that woman carry a grudge.

Still sorting through the new memories that flowed through his head, trying to control the power flowing through his veins and the sorrow sitting heavily upon his shoulders like a small boulder, he never heard the small blonde woman coming up behind him. The world went dark.

When he awoke again, he was in a small basement area, around him was Cassandra and his young friend Richie, as well as their swords. Taking no more than a millisecond to register this he grabbed his sword and lunged to his feet. After watching the others get up and seeing no aggression in their eyes he turned his attention to the rest of the room.

The basement they were currently occupying appeared to hold no one else, though there was a strange power circle with three crystal or glass orbs… he felt a moment of premonition and then they were set upon by three women. They were strong and fast but they were unarmed, the three Immortals quickly dispatched them; starting to turn towards each other all three were gripped by a great pain. While it was a consuming pain all three felt accomplished to stay on their feet.

And then they thought no more… anguish they felt as they suddenly found themselves in small orbular objects. Methos was unhappy to recognize them… and unable to do anything about it. Suddenly he felt multiple connections to his orb and swiftly followed them. Suddenly he could see from a set of eyes; there was a man on the ground sobbing, a redhead unconscious. Realizing that he must be in the head of one of their attackers he swiftly gathered all of the information that this one carried in her head about this.

After a moment he simply stopped. He had thought he had seen evil before but in this girls head was a horrible slime he couldn’t bear. Carrying all of her knowledge away, leaving her basically a child he tried another link… this one took him to the unconscious redhead where he replicated his former actions and found out about Xanders unwillingness in this matter.

He took a few minutes to absorb the huge masses of supernatural knowledge from the two females before he came to a decision. Xander may not have wanted to, but he did participate in the event, he could not trust the two females to have their memories back, and he was trapped in an orb. This Xander would have to help him.