Flynn
lynn awoke, startled and in a town he didn't seem to remember. Unable to find any faces he knew, he wandered about until he found a store.
He entered the bakery and saw a jovial fat man pacing behind the counter. "Excuse me sir," Flynn started meagerly, "could you tell me where I am, in what city?"
"Why yes! Yes, I can," answered the baker politely "you, my boy, are in Tesia."
"Oh," Flynn said, letting out a sigh, "I'm kinda new to this area. But as I've been walking around, I haven't seen very many people around."
"Well," the baker started "ever since Quarthos returned, people just 'avent been coming around very often."
Thews, that name sounded all too familiar. Flynn remembered his whole experience with him.
"What are you running from Flynn?" thundered Quarthos
"Nothing, I'm just trying to make it back home to Valtaria"
"Well then, why are you in such a hurry? Are you afraid that it might not be there when you get back?"
"Maybe, but what's it to you?"
"What's it to ME?" Quarthos said with a half smirk on his face. Laughter erupted behind him at this. "Spunk, I like that in a soldier. I'll give you a choice: You can either join my forced in the ongoing war, or you will die."
With those words, Flynn took off for the path through the woods back to Valtaria, but was cut off by Quarthos's most loyal of servants: The Shadow Knight.
"It looks as though you've made your choice."
"Just wait until Volara and Father hear of this; they will unite their forces and finish you."
"Somehow, I don't think so little Valtarian wimp." Laughter erupted all around Flynn. . .He could tell he was about to be attacked.
At that very instant, Quarthos, with one movement of his hand, brought forth the Shadow Knight. Flynn put up a valiant fight, but was slain in the end.
Flynn wandered about the strange town for quite some time until he bumped in to someone he thought he remembered. "Volara?" he asked the woman, "can it really be you?"
"Yes, I am she. Do I know you?"
"I would like to think so, but you probably know my father: Qzar of Valtaria."
Volara stood there, stunned; that was a name she hadn't heard since the final overthrow of Thews. "I KNEW your father, but sadly he, along with his whole country were destroyed by Thews and his forces shortly before the overthrow."
"NO!!!!!" Flynn cried, "it can't be true!!!!! It CAN'T!!"
"I'm sorry; very sorry. Your father put up a valiant fight, but in the end Quarthos himself stepped forward to finish him off."
"What of my brother then? Did you know him, Qzarr?"
At that Volara turned away for a moment. She had thought that this strange young man in ragged clothing had been Qzarr from the start, but now realizing that he was not turned back around with a questioning look on her face. "What is your name? I assumed that you were Qzarr, but it appears as though you are not."
"I am Flynn, the youngest son of Qzar. I am so sorry Volara, I thought that you would have recognized me."
With those words from Flynn, Volara turned to walk away and signaled for Flynn to follow. "Come, Flynn, I have much to tell you."
"Where are we going"
"You'll find out when we get there."
s they rounded the corner, Flynn saw a beautiful white mansion rising out of the hillside.
"This is YOUR house?"
"Yes, now come on, I have much to tell you, about your family, and about your history. You are a very special person Flynn. . .Not only were you royalty, but your mother was not Requiem."
"What??? You mean that Mother was not really my mom???"
"Exactly, but I am not really sure how to say this, but I know who your mother is."
With that, Flynn fainted on the couch that he had been sitting on.
***
After a couple of hours when Flynn came to on Volara's couch, he saw her outline standing over him. A person from his past entered his mind at that moment also. "Mom??? Is that you?????"
"What!?!?!" asked Volara "Flynn. . .you have become delusional, here drink this." With that, Volara handed Flynn a cup of hot tea which he downed fairly quickly.
"Thanks, but what was it that you said you had to tell me concerning my family and why I am such a 'special' person?"
"Well, Flynn," Volara started "it all started about the time that your brother was born. Your father had come on a trip for diplomatic purposes, and I found him to be quite attractive. Over the course of his visit we had a. . ."
Flynn interrupted "Wait a minute. . .you mean to tell me that. . ."
"Yes. . ."
"Mom???"
"Yes Flynn, I am your mother, and that is why I had said that you were such a special person. Although I know that you grew up as a petty thief and had gotten quite good at it by the time of the war, I also know that you now have special powers."
With that Volara pulled a sheet of paper from the nearby desk and proceeded to draw a chart on it. "Look. . .This shows how the class tie ins go in this realm. If your first life was lost honorably in battle, then you will be given the chance to change classes upon 'rebirth.' Since you did die a honorable death, you were given the choice of becoming either a mage or a cleric upon 'rebirth.' Before you came back, you made the unconscious decision to live out your time on this realm as a cleric."
Flynn stared back at his mother astonished, she had known all the time that he was not Requiem's son, and that she knew that much about him. "I am a WHAT???"
"A cleric, you have devoted your subsequent lives to helping others because you spent your first one hurting them."
"This is just too much for me right now. First I end up in a strange town, find out that I have been gifted with magical powers, and that my mother is really a goddess."
"Just take it easy for now Flynn, you have had a hard first day. I have not heard anything from the others if your brother has been seen anywhere around, nor have I heard anything about the rest of your family."
"Thanks, Mom."
With those words Volara burst into tears of joy. She had found her son and had been able to reunite with him.
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