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Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen
Chapter
Nineteen
Echoes
From The Past
Bomber grimaced at Commander Basil’s
response. Shadow looked at the ground and sighed. This was not the reaction they were hoping
for.
“Commander
Basil,” Bomber said. “I understand your reluctance to believe us. However, my squad
and I are from a distant future in a different timeline, and I can assure you
that where we are from, you had one littermate. A sister called Lavender, who was born two minutes after you, and although you were separated when you were still kittens. You never forgot her.”
Basil stood
staring wide-eyed at the huge cat before him. It seemed a lifetime ago as an
ambush of memories buried deep, deep in the abyss of his psyche erupted. His throat constricted, jaw clenched, and his eyes blinked several times as he fought the emotions trying to erupt
from the very core of his soul.
“Lavender survived
in your timeline?” he choked back the tears.
“Yes, although
it was in the distant past, obviously for us, she was part of our history,”
Bomber replied.
Basil looked stunned. “I need to sit down,” he said as he walked on trembling paws to the bench, as a myriad of emotions fought to overwhelm him. "I never dared to dream that she survived in other timelines..."
Bomber and Shadow glanced at each other and moved towards the bench. They crouched down and looked at Commander Basil, the most famous cat in all feline history, throughout every dimension and every timeline. The one true Commander Basil who literally changed worlds and was revered through time and space, past, present and future.
Basil took a
breath, wiped his eyes and looked at the two Maine Coons crouching before him. “Dudes,
my sister died here. She was my almost identical twin, and losing her…” he
paused as he let the buried emotions rise and release. “Losing her nearly broke
me. We were so small, and she was all I had, and then she was gone.”
The Maine Coons knew the facts of what had happened in this timeline but said nothing. They knew at some point, they would have to impart the information, but not right now in this moment.
Shadow looked
at his brother. “We know that loss so well, Commander,” he said. “We, my
brother and I lost our brother when we were kittens…”
A heavy silence
hung like a dark shroud encompassing the station as the three cats each mourned
the loss of a loved one.
A few minutes later, Basil gave himself a mental shake and cleared his throat as he reconciled so many feelings and sentiments. Realising that there would be time in the not-too-distant future to find out more about his sister, but first, he must save her son. And then it hit him; in his sister's timeline, he was the one who died. 'Stop!' he thought. 'There's time for me to process this later. Right now I need to focus on saving Melvyn!'
Looking at
Shadow and Bomber, he reached forward and put his paws on their shoulders. He
nodded in acknowledgement of their loss, sucked in a breath, and said. “Let’s go
get my nephew!”
**AND CUT**
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Fluff me is right. If anyone can help Melvyn, it's his uncle.
ReplyDeleteThat brought a lump to my throat, and dare I admit it, a tear to my eyes.
ReplyDeleteOh my, that was a moving moment! We do want to know more.
ReplyDeleteWe're pretty teary here, too, mew guys. We definitely want to know what comes next!
ReplyDeleteOh dear, I wasn't quite expecting that.
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