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A Form of Eternity

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This story is No. 1 in the series "The Slayers of Dune Book I". You may wish to read the series introduction first.

Summary: An ancient threat from the past forces Leto to resurrect the Slayers.

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Literature > Sci-Fi > DunenedwardsFR71410,47002419,0949 Feb 0929 Apr 09Yes

Chapter 14

All characters from the Dune Universe are property of the Frank Herbert Estate. All characters from the Buffyverse are Property of Joss Whedon. Everything else belongs to me.






“In the desert one direction is as good as another.”

--Old Fremen saying








Epilogue:


Seven days later Reverend Mother Surayya Raisa stood on the empty training ground where she and thousands of other Slayers had graduated only a few weeks ago. Surayya exhaled as she turned and looked upwards at Leto’s Citadel. She could see the scorch marks she and her sisters made in their failed attempt to kill him.

“We were so arrogant.” Surayya thought sadly to herself. “If Leto was still alive I would beg him for forgiveness.” Surayya wiped away a tear that had formed in the corner of her eye.

“You give moisture to the dead?” one of her ancestors asked. She could hear the awe inspired by her simple action. She could feel the speakers reverence for her waste of water.

This morning Leto II, God Emperor of Dune was murdered by the Fish Speaker Nayla while crossing the Idaho River. Leto’s flesh had scattered upon impact with the river. All that was left of him was a swarm of sandtrout and blue acrid smoke.

“Captain, are you ok?” A young female voice came across her radio.

“Just having one last look around.” Surayya responded. “It may be a while before I can get back here.”

“The Imperial Guard has called for reinforcements.” The radio responded. “This place will be crawling with a fleet of angry pissed off Fish Speakers. I might end up shooting at one of my old teachers!”

“Roger that.” Surayya responded. After Leto’s death, the planet Arrakis had gone into a total lockdown. Surayya didn’t care. She fought her way through a division of Fish Speakers to stand in her old training ground. She accepted the fact she didn’t have long here. The Fish Speakers were calling for reinforcements and she didn’t really want to end up shooting at her former teachers.

Surayya knelt down and scooped up a hand full of sand and carefully placed it into glass container. This would be the last time she would ever be able to set foot on Arrakis. She needed the connection to the place where she was born.

“When my father was killed by the Harkonnen I kept his ducal ring even as my mother and I fled into the desert that terrible night. I know what it means to hold on to those things you can’t let go of.” The voice inside of her said. “Take this solace with you. You and your sisters have achieved the golden path. No one with prescience can find you. No prophet can see you, no prophecy can hold you. You are free to do anything.” The voice within her concluded.

“Thank you, Paul” Surayya said to herself. She keyed her radio for a pick-up.

“Sleep well Old Man.” Surayya said thinking of Leto. “You did good.”

Twenty minutes later Surayya was back aboard the “Memories of Dawn.” No sooner had she entered the bridge than the images of both Wilma and Lisa flashed on one of the view screens.


“Where to commander?” Lisa asked. Her face still had some slight scarring from the battle at Tailos three but her arm was healing nicely. Surayya had ordered the remaining ships to scatter to the scarcely populated regions of the galaxy and to hunt monsters wherever they found them. The “Memories of Dawn” was the last remnant of her fleet. Surayya felt older than her sixteen years. The comfort and assurance of her family and the Fish Speakers training center was behind her. Leto was dead and the Empire was falling apart.

Everything she knew was gone, yet one thing remained. Last night she dreamed of a nest of vampires at the core of the Tleilaxu system. The Slayer within her knew what to do.

“Helm, set a course for the outer Tleilaxu system.” Surayya said. A smile spread across her face as she fantasized about the hunt. Her ship broke orbit from Dune. Around it, the stars shone hard and bright like millions of colored lights wrapped in eternal night.


The “Memories of Dawn” leapt into the darkness.



-Fin-



Notes:

Scientific American came out with a cool article about magnetars: http://www.sciam.com/article.cfm?id=magnetars

The Wikipedia article can be found here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magnetar

There really is a Boomerang Nebula. The article is here:
http://www.spacetelescope.org/images/html/heic0301a.html

The Boomerang Nebula is one of the oldest places in the Universe. The nebula itself is only one degree above absolute zero. It may contain a Bose-Einstein condensate which would display large scale quantum phenomenon such as temporal indeterminism meaning that the concept of the past, present and future would be meaningless. Here would be the All Seeing Eye.


I’m giving serious thought into turning this into a series. Let me know what you think.

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