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me again. I placed my hand on the handle of the knife, the gods squirming in their chairs, unable to
afford taking my words lightly.
The old man leaned against the table, placing his head in his hand and running his fingers through
his long beard in thought. The young woman whispered something to him across the table, her
voice filled with haste and sass. The old man nodded slightly, acknowledging her remark and lean-
ing back.
He raised the roots that cradled Edgar back toward the ceiling and I felt my heart breaking. I will
make a deal then child, he paused and adjusted himself in the chair, the small scientist keeping his
eyes fixed on my hand and the dagger, his mouth gaping. Give us the dagger and walk away from
here. I will grant you your life, and we will think on the matter. He ran his hand across the table,
You see& We need you, so we cannot afford to have you dead.
I smiled to myself, finding that there was more to what they had been saying and I was more than
just a soul. I was a valuable tool, perhaps just as valuable as the dagger. I will do nothing for you
unless you give me his life, I pointed toward the ceiling where Edgar hung.
The old man laughed, I will promise you, I will give Edgar back, but you must leave now, without
the dagger, and without him.
I narrowed my eyes at the man, finding there was no other way I could twist this. The gods were of-
fering me their word, but I knew better than to trust them. I will leave, I grabbed the dagger and
pulled it out of my belt in one swift movement, But I will not hesitate to kill all that roam earth if
you do not uphold your end of this bargain. I will destroy your prized creation and there will be
nothing to stop me, because without Edgar, I do not fear death.
The old man smiled as though seeing the truth of my words and the heart of the lion that would stop
at nothing to honor the man I loved. The young woman leaned across the table with a frantic face
and whispered something to the old man but he hushed her. It was obvious that they had been plan-
ning to trick me, but they had not planned on my own vicious attack. I was not like Margriete, I was
not afraid of these mere beings before me and I was not afraid to do what it took to avenge my lost
life.
I slowly lowered the dagger to the table and placed it on the wood and then stepped back.
What are you doing? Sam hissed behind me, You cannot trust them Elle.
I gave Sam no reply but instead watched as the old man hungrily dove in on the dagger, grasping it
in his greed and pulling it toward him. I had given up my best bargaining chip, but something inside
me told me to trust them.
I exhaled and closed my eyes, looking up toward Edgar. I love you, I whispered as I backed away
and out of the room. As the doors slammed behind me I felt my heart sink. The future was uncer-
tain, but I felt it was not time to rest just yet. With haste, we exited the white towers and made our
way back toward the gate.
I would do as I was told. I would go home and wait. I knew that my threat had not fallen on deaf
ears and the sooner I could get home, the better.
I did not wish to destroy the only world I had known, but should it come to that, I would free all hu-
mans from the vicious experiment they had been subjected to. The gods could command the world
here, but I was in command of the world above. In time, what the gods have created would kill
them and it will be me that will be the leader of this crusade, the last stand of all human kind.
HOME
Oh Elle, I m so happy you did all this for us, I don t know how I ve come to deserve such a great
friend. Sarah winked at me as her hair blew in the warm meadow wind like a wave of chocolate.
There were flowers in her hair and the dress she wore was simple, blowing like a sheet of silk be-
hind her.
I smiled and gave Sarah a hug, Margriete purring and rubbing up against her leg, her white fur so
bright she nearly blended with Sarah s white dress. Margriete had chosen to remain in disguise for
the event, finding the trivial fact of it too much to bear. Scott walked toward me, dressed in a beau-
tiful black suit I had lent him from Edgar s closet.
I straightened the lapel on his coat as he watched my face.
Did you find him Elle? he put one hand on either shoulder, squeezing me in a way that broke
down my emotional guard.
I nodded, feeling the tears begin to grow in my eyes as I looked away from him.
Will he come back? Scott pressed. He had grown from the boy he had once been. The time he had
spent with us in his dreams had changed his views on life, making him realize how important life is
and how much a part of everything he truly was.
I shrugged, pressing my lips together. When the time comes Scott, will you be there to help me?
Scott smiled, I would follow you to the ends of the earth if I had to Elle, and you know that.
I nodded, Thank you Scott.
Scott knelt down and rubbed Margriete on the head. As he stood, he looked over my shoulder and
laughed, causing me to turn to see what he had. Sam had appeared in the meadow, his face pursed
into an uncomfortable line as he fought with the suit he had succumbed to wearing. Despite his ini-
tial hatred for Scott, he had come to respect him and this was his way of proving that.
I laughed as Margriete let out a long hard meow, her jowls chattering at the end like a chuckle. Sam
gave me a reproachful glare as he came up beside us, picking up Margriete in one swift movement
and cradling her in his arms.
You better not say anything about this ever again, he grumbled into her ear, nuzzling her fur and
causing her to begin purring.
I smiled. Since we d been back, Margriete and Sam had managed to find love again. It brought
warmth to my heart to know that I had been responsible for so much happiness. I had challenged the
rules enough, that it gave them the strength to embrace their love and live it everyday.
We made our way toward the aisle I had set up in the meadow. Scott and Sarah s entire family had
come, even Scott s mother. I chuckled as she wiped a spot of something from his cheek as he stood
at the altar.
His mother had been confused as to why and how we had managed to get so much furniture into a
meadow that was so far from the college, but the idea of it was too complicated for her to ponder
over for too long. I was sure Scott had kept my existence a secret, knowing that his scientifically
minded mother would never be able to believe in anything but the facts.
My smile began to hurt as I watched Sam carry Margriete toward the front and take a seat. I lin-
gered toward the back with Sarah, finding that the wedding had begun to wear on my emotions. The
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