An Order Restored (Ch.3)

This is well...the story of my main fursona Xenon and what experiences he had in his life. Work on Chapter 2 has begun but I pose a question to you people of the Fur Den. Do you want to be in my story? If so just PM me the details (personality, likes, dislikes, abilities, hobbies, powers, etc.) of your character and I will see what I can do. Please note that if I can put your character in my story it is unlikely he/she may have any major part in my story since Xenon is still the main character and thus must have focus. Without bothering you any more with this here is "An Order Restored" chapter 1...

Chapter 1: The Shadowed Ones

Xenon was leaning up against a wall with arms crossed as he silently thought to himself. He was located in a long hall and against the walls were portraits of random people. Xenon never took the time to figure out whom the people in the portraits actually were but that was usually the last thing on his mind. The hall was eerily silent as time slowly ticked by and it was obvious this was not to Xenon’s liking. Shrugging with indifference Xenon starts walking down the endless hallway.

Minutes passed and Xenon was beginning to get annoyed. “Nothing ever happens here” Xenon thought out loud. As if waiting for a response Xenon looks from side to side “could have sworn…” Xenon begins but is quickly cut off as a black flame appears a few feet away from him. Starting as a small little ball the flame soon grows until it covers a space roughly a meter long. From the flames a tall, slender fox with purple fur emerges and looking over at Xenon, greets him. “There you are, I have been looking all over for you” the fox says in a lecturing tone. “Nice you to see you too sister” Xenon replies sarcastically. The fox huffs with anger as she turns her back to Xenon and crosses her arms “Why can’t you just call me by my name?”. Xenon turns serious “Because you basically stole my looks and my name!” Xenon says raising his voice. The fox looks back but doesn’t turn around “No need to get mad and you know that’s not true, your name is Xenon and mine is Zenon and you have dark blue fur while I have purple”. Xenon throws his arms in the air “Those are only slight differences!” Xenon says almost shouting. “Jeez you do have a temper” the fox says enjoying the fun she was having annoying Xenon. Calming down, Xenon leans up against the wall as he was doing earlier “I only have a temper with you Zenon…why are you here anyway?”. Turning back around to face Xenon her face grew serious “We have been summoned to attend a meeting”. “A MEETING!” Xenon nearly tumbled to the floor in surprise but quickly regained balance “we haven’t had a meeting of the Order in 120 years …why now?”. Zenon shrugged “I haven’t a clue but we better get our robes on…I will meet you there”. Walking away from Xenon, Zenon waves goodbye as another black flame appears before her. Stepping within Zenon is quickly engulfed in flames and she soon disappears beneath the flames as they start to disperse. Xenon watches as the last of the flame dies away but even as the flame completely disappear Xenon continues to stare off into the distance and ponder “Perhaps I was to quick to judge when I said nothing ever happens here” Xenon grins as black flames begin to engulf him as well. Xenon looked over at one of the portraits and realizes that he knows the person in the portrait but before he could get a better look the flames fully engulf him and he disappears into darkness.

Xenon steps out of his black flame and onto his platform. Now wearing a black hooded robe with the hood covering his face, Xenon takes a look around the meeting room. He was situated on one of thirty platforms that created a circle around one base platform right in the middle. It was hard for Xenon to even tell if he was even in a room as the only things illuminated were the platforms from lights that shone from above and beyond that everything was pitch black. Looking down below his platform Xenon was unable to see the bottom and without railings on the platforms Xenon knew he would have to be careful, as they were particularly small. Now looking upwards Xenon couldn’t even see where the light was coming from as it too far up, it was as if the light was shining right down from heaven itself. On the larger middle platform, tapestries could be seen hanging from the sides, each one showing giant pictures of events Xenon had no recollection too. Other people could be seen on their respective platforms wearing their robes and hoods as custom demanded, including Zenon, which she was hanging her legs over the edge and humming to herself contently.

Everyone waited for their leader to appear but it seemed he wasn’t going to show up. Zenon had finished her humming and simply just laid on her back waiting for something to actually happen. Xenon wasn’t far from joining her in her acts of boredom as he sat cross-legged thinking to himself. One of the other people had already left and everyone watched as he disappeared within his own flame. Another minute had passed and Zenon had proceeded to take a nap. Xenon was on the verge of leaving as the other person had done but before he could think of it any longer an explosion of black flame erupted from the middle platform. Everyone was startled and taken aback as the flames started to overflow over the platform. Some had covered their ears due the deafening noise the explosion created, others nearly fell off of their platforms. Zenon sat up rubbing her eyes and yawning as she looked around drowsily “What happened…oh that” Zenon said looking at the center platform as it was still engulfed in flames. Xenon tumbled backwards and fell on his back but quickly stood up as others were doing the same.

A figure could be seen within the flames and with a wave of his arm the flames died away instantly. Xenon quickly realized who it was, it was their leader, the Prophet. This was the third time xenon had ever seen him but still he never knew what he looked like as he always wore his black hooded robe as everyone has. Xenon tried to focus in on his face but the hood simply blocked off nearly all view of him except his mouth. In a deep, commanding tone the Prophet began “We of the Order of the Twilight Prophets have been assembled here today to discuss a growing problem”. No one spoke for fear of speaking out of line but Xenon stood forth and beckoned to the Prophet “Prophet, on of us left before you arrived and…” the Prophet cut him off “He has been dealt with” he said simply but still with authority in his voice. Xenon looked down knowing he would never see that person again but Xenon continued to talk “What have we been called for Prophet?”. The Prophet looked around at everyone that was there and beckoned to them all “as you all know the Order of the Twilight Prophets was formed to keep balance within our one universe and you have been called because I fear something will throw that balance of course…and soon” the Prophet continued “There is a cub, still just a baby, with powers none know of…not even himself. If he grows up with those powers he could learn to use them and if that happens the balance will be thrown into disarray and chaos…he must be killed before that happens” the Prophet looks around “Our members have dwindled over the years and we are all that is left” he says as his words echo. Xenon quickly takes a head count and sees that of the thirty platforms surrounding the middle one, only nine of them are actually occupied, including himself. “You…Xenon, I have chosen you to deal with this…you are to go undercover and when the time comes you are to kill him” the Prophet says pointing at Xenon. Xenon is taken aback by this and starts to argue with the Prophet, forgetting what risks he was taking by talking back to him “I don’t even know what he looks like or where he is located?”. “Do not worry Xenon I will take you too him but as for how to figure out who he is that you will do alone…but first you will need a proper disguise” the Prophet says and with a snap of his fingers the light shining above Xenon’s platform is extinguished and shadows overcome him. Xenon watches as everyone stares upon him as the darkness started to envelope him. Complete darkness surrounded him and his vision started to waver. Xenon blacked out and fell onto his platform.

Xenon awoke minutes later. His vision slowly started to come back to him as he attempted to stand back up. Getting back up Xenon instantly noticed something was off and as he looked down at his body he realized what had taken place. He was no longer wearing his black robe but instead a thick disposable diaper. Looking around Xenon could see as everyone was taller and bigger than him. His legs gave out and Xenon fell on his diapered bottom. Looking at his stubby legs and paws, Xenon’s eyes widened as he finally realized what had taken place. “Im…im…a baby?”

Chapter 2: Rebirth of a Twilight Prophet

Xenon gazed in utter horror as to what the Prophet had done to him. All around, the other members of the Order began to chuckle and snicker as they looked upon the now weak and vulnerable Xenon. Xenon droops his head in shame as even the Prophet himself was grinning with pleasure at who Xenon had become. “Stop…” Xenon said slowly and quietly as he stood up with his head still drooped. “Speak up Xenon if you want us to hear” the Prophet says to him still grinning. “Stop…LAUGHING!” Xenon roars as power surges around him. Bolts of lightning shoot out in all directions as the world around them begins to shake and one bolt streaks across towards the Prophet but is quickly deflected and redirected as it strikes one of the platforms causing it to shatter into rubble. Xenon’s body slowly rises into the air as more and more power encompasses his body. “You…” Xenon points one of his stubby little fingers at the Prophet “…do not underestimate me!”. The grin on the Prophet’s face vanishes as he grows serious “I can see that now…now calm down before you kill one of the other members of the Order”. The power surrounding Xenon disperses as he comes back down onto his platform but stumbles and falls as his body gives out again. Across the room Zenon began to laugh out loud at Xenon’s dismay. The laughter echoed across the room but was not joined as the other members feared that if they laughed too they would die. “Awwwww little baby having trouble standing up?” Zenon says in her regular sassy tone as she jumps over to Xenon’s platform to get a better look at him “You really are pathetic now aren’t you?”. Looking up at Zenon, Xenon responds “You remember what happened last time you said something like that to me”. Zenon puts her hands behind her head as she thinks “Ohh ya I remember…you killed my only friend” Zenon reaches down and scoops up Xenon in her arm as she cradles him with both arms “You are soooo cute!” she says in a babyish tone. Xenon paid no mind to her as he looks over at the Prophet “When do I begin?”. Back at the main platform the Prophet speaks “You will start right now…but you will not do this alone…corruption grows within you and from that corruption can come betrayal” the Prophet’s eyes grow dark “Trust is very small line here in the Order of the Twilight Knights…a line that should not be crossed Xenon…so I have decided to have two other members of the Order watch over you during your mission”. Xenon remains calm as Zenon continues to blather on in her babyish tone “I accept your condition Prophet but who comes with me?...Zenon, shut up and put me DOWN!” Xenon shouts at her. “Fine then” Zenon drops Xenon to the floor as she jumps away back to her platform. Xenon hits the ground on his head with a thump and quickly stands back up rubbing his forehead as he finally establishes balance in his body allowing him to stand and walk. The Prophet continues “Aragorn and Zenon will accompany you”. Three platforms from Xenon’s, Aragorn stood grinning. From what Xenon knew about him, Aragorn is an Irish wolfhound with dark grey fur and that he has other friends in the Order but never really got to know him though. “Hehe sounds fun…I accept” Aragorn says as he disappears in his black flame. Zenon crossed her arms and looked away “I don’t want to help Xenon…but I guess I have too…fine I accept” Zenon disappears through her black flame too.

One by one the other members of the Order began to leave, knowing that the meeting was over, until only the Prophet and Xenon remained. “Let me begin Prophet” Xenon says in his usual dark tone. The Prophet grinned “Before I let you go I should let you know…do not falter during this mission Xenon…the baby has very focused abilities…ones that should not be underestimated” The Prophet chuckles to himself “Reminds me of you Xenon”. Xenon raises an eyebrow “Oh really?...this could be interesting”. “Also one other thing Xenon…the longer you stay in that form the more you will become it…so if you don’t complete your mission in time your mind, your powers, and your abilities will be lost which would render you useless to the Order…you know what would happen then don’t you?”. Now this time Xenon chuckles “You would destroy me to ensure the secrets of the Order stay hidden…I know the consequences very well…thus is the life of a Twilight Prophet”. The Prophet stretches one of his arms towards Xenon “Now Xenon close your eyes and you will begin”. Xenon grins as he closes his eyes and allows the darkness to consume him.

Chapter 3: Redemption / Part 1

At the beginning of time the Order of the Twilight Knights was created. But who creates that which already has so much influence? The Universe willed that the Order be created to do the bidding of it and from that the thirty and one set forth. From the Void of the Twilight Zone came the headquarters for the Order and from that medium came the goal of every member of the Order. All that was tasked upon these members was to destroy anything that could rupture balance in the Universe. All went well in the beginning but nothing was to last. Though extremely powerful beings, the members of the Order were not immortal and throughout time many of them died trying to accomplish their goals. Only one remained at one point and from his own self-being he declared himself the Prophet. More members came and went under the influence of the Prophet. At times some even tried to overthrow the Prophet and all of which failed. How can there be balance in the Universe if there is not balance within the very organization set up to ensure it some might ask. Some believed that one day one would rise over the Prophet and take control of the Order to restore the balance but these believers were seen as traitors and thusly killed for their actions. They were right about one thing though, one would rise over the Prophet but this person was yet even to be born…
-Excerpt from “Teachings of the Prophet”-

‘When the hell am I going to get there?’ Xenon thought to himself. The darkness only enveloped him only a minute ago but already it had felt like days have passed. Xenon continued to keep his eyes closed knowing that opening them could disrupt this process of teleportation. More minutes passed and still the world around Xenon was quiet but he remained patient as he always was.

Finally the air around Xenon grows chill as it brushes across his face. Still Xenon kept his eyes closed as he debated to himself ‘I could still be teleporting so it might not be wise to open my eyes but then again darkness doesn’t have wind so I must be there’. Xenon decides to take the risk and slowly opens his eyes only to realize in horror to where he was.

Xenon was high up in the sky hurtling towards the ground at a dangerous pace as Xenon’s eyes grew in fear. ‘Damn you Prophet why couldn’t you put me on the ground!’ anger flared up in him but was put off as Xenon focused on the matter at hand. Xenon’s speed picked up, as it seemed he was plummeting towards a giant city. Focusing his mind Xenon tried to conjure up his power but to his dismay he had already lost some control of his powers in his baby form. Over and over Xenon continued desperately to regain control but still nothing worked ‘Damn this why would the Prophet do something like this!’ Xenon thought to himself as the earliest skyscrapers passed him by. Deciding that doing nothing would just kill him Xenon freefell his way over to one of the skyscrapers and tried to grab on to it but again to his dismay he was moving to fast as each floor of the skyscraper flashed past him at a sickening rate. His speed continued to increase as the ground became closer and closer. Knowing he has no other choice Xenon sacrifices what control he has left of his powers to slightly slow down time to move into a better position for impact. “May the Twilight guide me through the darkest light” Xenon mutters his last prayer as he slams into the ground at nearly over 100 miles per hour.

The world around Xenon shatters and shakes as the impact ripples through his body. To his luck Xenon realizes that he hasn’t broken anything in his body but nearly everything was in pain. Xenon wanted to shout out and cry in pain but his body was too weak to respond. With only enough energy to open his eyes he could see he had landed on the sidewalk next to the skyscraper he earlier tried to grab on to and to his surprise he found that he had cracked the sidewalk in five different places on impact. Slipping in and out of consciousness every few minutes Xenon struggles to stay awake to see what happens next. Around him Xenon can hear voices all around him, some of them sound worried, others sound surprised. Looking up Xenon could see that the voices belonged to the general towns people that had seen him as he fell and crashed into the ground. In the distance sirens could be heard as they became louder and louder as it approached. From around the corner an ambulance blared its siren as people stepped out of the way. Xenon only stayed conscious long enough to know that someone had picked him up and was carrying him to the ambulance but Xenon never knew whom that person was as his eyes closed before he could the persons face.

In his dreams Xenon could see that he was in a dark black expanse. In the distance he could see Aragorn and Zenon. Aragorn traditionally wore his hood over his head but Zenon had hers down as she was laughing to herself “You totally went SPLAT Xenon…man I don’t know what could be funnier” Zenon continued her laughing. “Zenon stop laughing at him…the Prophet put him in a stressful situation and he did what he could with what he had” Aragorn explained calmly looking over at Xenon “Don’t forget the mission Xenon I don’t want to see you kicked out of the Order this early”. Zenon grinned mischievously as she walked over to Xenon and kicked him square in the face sending him flying across the dark expanse “ZENON what was that for!” Aragorn shouted at her “Lets just call it my little reminder to him”. Xenon continued to fall through the dark expanse not knowing what to say or do so he simply gave in and let the darkness have him…