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    started a topic The Methos Chronicles: Methos of Zeist

    The Methos Chronicles: Methos of Zeist

    Part I: The Bonding

    "Is this the right place?" pondered the youngest living immortal.

    Methos stared at the dome of the aging temple. It had been abandoned for nearly fifty years along with all other symbols of a lost religion, and now someone--possibly someone interested in returning to the dated ideals behind that dome--had morphed the once-holy site into a secret meeting place for the like-minded. There was an obvious tactical advantage to such a location, even beyond the provision of cover. Few men would dare fight in a place that was dedicated to spiritual matters, and no immortals would dare fight on holy ground--at least as far as Methos understood.

    Methos slipped on the loose sands of the dune as he crossed it. Walking here was troublesome enough for him without the cumbersome hood and cape that he had been ordered to wear. He found reliable footing and halted. He swore with words long since forgotten as he fumbled with the flare beneath his cloak. He felt as if fate were giving him a hard time just for laughs. He knelt down, gained his balance in the unstable sand, and raised his arm to set off the flare. As soon as he was sure that no one was looking, he released it into the air. It flew over the dunes in the direction opposite of the temple. Methos was thankful that no one seemed to notice, at least not those moving toward the hideout.

    "I do hope I did that right," he said under his breath with a sarcastic undertone that he would perfect over countless centuries. As he continued his trek toward the temple, he once again found himself unable to sort out the mad events of the last few days. His family had been unable to find shelter against the smothering arms of the storm. He still half-believed that his sand-choked pleas for mercy were answered with his new immortality. And then…

    His mind returned to the present. He wondered who was leading this rebellion. Some said it was Ramirez, the mysterious old prophet. His ideas about the future were declared blasphemy by the Priests. Then there was the Kurgan, General Katana's right-hand man. Could he be planning to overthrow the empire of Zeist? Methos did not care. No matter who it was, there can be only one punishment--death.

    Methos stepped inside the temple. He saw that someone had fashioned something akin to a stage from metal railing. The makeshift construction was rusted. Because of the temple structure and the recent additions, the room was a curious mix of steel and stone, technology and faith. Methos sensed that several immortals were near. Several were standing together in a huddle amongst the crowd, others scattered around the room. At least, he thought they were immortals. He had not yet become accustomed to the feeling of the Quickening.

    Suddenly, the feeling came over him in a rush. Someone crossed the railing/stage, his face shrouded by a hood. "The answer," Methos breathed. Everyone seemed to grow silent as they saw the head of the rebellion prepare to address them. The hood came off. It was Ramirez! Methos knew that General Katana will love to hear this.

    "Free men of the land of Zeist, hear me," began Ramirez. He rambled on about the criminal act that they were committing as if it were some kind of noble deed.

    Someone near Methos asked, "Will you lead us, Ramirez?" It startled Methos, who then tried to appear as if he too believed the fool on stage was a god.

    "No, I'm not your leader,” Ramirez insisted, “but because I see with eyes different from yours, I see a man with a great destiny before him."

    So he is not their leader? Methos was confused. He determined that Ramirez must be planning to train one of these serfs into a messiah.

    Someone else asked, "Who is he? Show him to us!"

    "Let him show himself," proclaimed Ramirez, unsheathing his sword. "Let him feel the Quickening!"

    So the man will be an immortal! Methos' weak sense of the Quickening told him to move out of the way. He obliged this feeling and noticed that a pathway had been cleared to a single man. It was one of those immigrants who called themselves the Highlanders. Connor, if Methos remembered correctly. He could not recall why they gave themselves that name. It had something to do with where they had previously settled.

    Connor looked befuddled as if he was not sure it was him. "Yes, you!" Ramirez answered to the unspoken question.

    Connor approached the stage. Another Highlander, Duncan by name, grabbed Connor by the arm. "Are you sure what you are doing?"

    "I am not sure I have any choice. The prophet..."

    Ramirez replied, "Trust me, my son, you do not."

    Methos did not know what was about to happen, but something told him it would not be good. Two robed men stepped from behind the platform. They held a box by protruding handles on either side. Steam rose from the box.

    "Now, the Bonding will commence," announced Ramirez.

    "What is the Bonding?" asked an anxious Connor.

    Ramirez simply explained, "It is the joining of two souls by the Quickening."

    "I have heard that term before,” Connor said with vague recognition. “What does it mean?"

    "The Quickening,” said Ramirez, “is what made you survive when your first death. It is why you have not aged since then. All immortals have it. It is the Tree of Life, the Fountain of Youth. In short, it is eternity."

    This was all news to Methos. Katana had not gone into much detail about the magic that brought immortality. In fact, he made it sound as if it were not a miracle at all, but instead an abnormality. Methos knew that the Priests had declared this Quickening to be unholy, and that anyone with it is accursed. Considering what Methos knew about the Game, curse did not seem like a bad choice of words.

    "That must be why they chose to meet on holy ground," he said to himself.

    The metal box was opened. Inside it was a bronze orb. Ramirez screwed off the top of the orb to reveal a molten liquid of some sort. It boiled and bubbled, frothing over the sides of its container. Ramirez laid it on a nearby flat surface. He waved one hand over it and spoke a tongue unknown to Methos. The liquid beamed with a bright orange glow, and then ceased boiling and settled.

    "Kneel." Connor obeyed, albeit reluctantly. Methos was enthralled, completely forgetting that the army should be growing near and that now would be his best chance to get out of there before the fighting commenced. "Place your hand in, and then touch my fingers with yours," instructed Ramirez.

    Connor obeyed, and when their fingers came out of the liquid, lightning flowed between their hands. A strong gust of wind blew as the electricity coursed through the air. At this bizarre sight, the whole mob bowed down on their knees. Methos knelt as well, in part to fit in and in part because he was as caught up in awe as anyone else, though he would not admit it to himself. He could not pretend to understand the Bonding, but he knew that what he witnessed was unlike anything he had ever seen before.

    Ramirez raised his hand and made some type of ritualistic gesture on Connor's forehead, as if to bless him. The tip of his index finger glowed as he did this. "We are now as one."

    A worried Connor asked, "How do we start?"

    Ramirez replied, "Not we, you--"

    Methos was surprised to hear that the instigator of this revolution was not going to be a part of it! "Way to cover yourself from blame, old man," he thought.

    "--and you start with Katana,” Ramizez continued.

    An explosion roared outside. The sentry shouted out, "General Katana is attacking!"

    The men rushed outside as Ramirez and Connor still knelt. Methos realized that he had to get to safety as quickly as possible. Someone handed him a gun as he stepped out of the door. He looked behind him to see Ramirez giving his final blessings to Connor. Then both men rose up and exited the temple. The explosions continued, and Methos was mixed in with the charging mob. Running up sand dunes was hard enough, but with fanatical guerrilla soldiers all around, it was impossible. Methos was trampled by those behind him, and as he fell, his mind once again went back to the recent past...

    ~~~

    He could not believe it when he had woken up to find himself alive and well. He had been sure that the sandstorm would have killed him, that it in fact had killed him. He sat up in a bed that did not belong to him. Sitting on a post across the room was a tall, frightening man whom Methos knew to be the Kurgan. A lethal enforcer for the general, if his memory served him.

    "Ahh. You are awake,” growled the Kurgan.

    "What is this place?" Methos asked.

    The Kurgan smirked and replied, "Welcome to the guest quarters of my employer."

    Methos had realized at that point that he had been saved and brought to the home of General Katana himself. Fear had swept the young immortal. "Why does the General want me?"

    The Kurgan turned dismissively. "You can ask him when you see him."

    ~~~

    Now, lying on the ground with several broken ribs, Methos could see Katana on the hill. There was no way to signal the general and distinguish himself from the rebels. A man fell down beside him, missing half of his face and part of his cranium. The man was still alive, suffering. Immortal. Even as blood hemorrhaged from his head, he could not hope for the pain to end quickly. Despite himself, Methos could not help but feel sympathy for the revolutionary, but his focus quickly turned to his own pain. Bullets riddled Methos as the general's army advanced. He did not blame them for shooting him. They could not tell the difference. Then the guns were put away and the swords were pulled for close-range fighting. Blood splattered on Methos from both sides. Dead bodies began to fall beside and on top of him.

    "Break ranks! Get more men!" Methos heard someone shout, and he thought that it might have been Connor. He was apparently already well-versed in warfare.

    Methos looked up. No one seemed to have the advantage yet. Then he turned around and realized that Katana's men were coming from all sides and surrounding the rebel force. He decided that he had regenerated enough to make a run for the hill. He jumped up, and met searing pain from his side. Dashing toward Katana, he was slashed by the soldiers running in the opposite direction. Then he realized that he still had a flare. He shot it up in the air just as a group of men knocked him down to the ground and began stabbing him.

    Katana saw the flare, and motioned to the Kurgan, who now stood beside him. "That is our informant. Go fetch him."

    Methos was diving in and out of consciousness when two strong hands pulled him out of the battle. The Kurgan laid him out on the dune near the general. As he blacked out, Methos heard Katana say something about beheading all the rebels in case they are immortals, excluding Connor and Ramirez. Then came on darkness.

  • dubiousbystander
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    And I say again, thank you for putting this up. I had a lot of fun making the audio file.

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  • dubiousbystander
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    *nodnodnod* I get that! Though this doesn't explain Methos's sending up the flare before finding out the identities of the leaders. Oh wait. It does. I'm good!
    Last edited by dubiousbystander; 07-06-2017, 01:28 AM.

  • Tootsie Bee
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    You might find this explanation flimsy, but it's actually very much in-character for General Katana to be redundant to a fault. It's this very character flaw that gets him killed in the end. In fact, I deliberately designed that line of dialogue to resemble an exchange from the movie--

    Katana: I want you to leave for the planet Earth immediately. Find MacLeod and kill him.

    Corda: But I thought you said MacLeod was mortal and would never return!

    Katana: Do me a big favor, Corda. Don't think.

    Reno: He's an old man now! He'll be dead in a couple of weeks.

    Katana: I don't care. Find him for me. Kill him. It's so hard to get good help.


    In other words, Katana's plans and motivations are stupid by design.
    Last edited by Tootsie Bee; 07-05-2017, 08:44 AM.

  • dubiousbystander
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    I'm in part two now, editing-wise, and have reached this troublesome portion:
    Discover the identities of the leaders, and get out of there before the troops arrive. Unless, ah, of course, if you want to find yourself, eh, dead,” he had spoken with a frighteningly wide smile.
    We really end up with no particular reason for him to be there. Katana apparently already knows that Ramirez and Connor are the leaders (ANOTHER issue with the way the movie was put together). Perhaps... perhaps "When the rebels gather to meet, send a flare, and get out of there...."

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  • dubiousbystander
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    Eh-hem. Well... I made an audiobook for Methos of Zeist. Tootsie encouraged me to post the link here. I stayed as close to the writing she posted as I could, but did correct one incident of Ramizez, and one time where the Kurgan was referred to as Kell. I did make a few mistakes, though. Most of the time I caught them and reread, then removed the errors. A few slipped by me, darnit.

    http://jillun.com/safef/audiofic.html

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  • Tootsie Bee
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    In the mid-to-late 2000s. I don't have sufficient access to the old site to get specific dates.

  • dubiousbystander
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    Fantastic for him! Wedding! Tootsie, how long ago did you folks originally write this?

  • Tootsie Bee
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    I'd let Bebop know that you're revising his work, but he's currently busy with working and planning his wedding this month, so he's a bit occupied. But thanks.

  • dubiousbystander
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    Originally posted by Tootsie Bee View Post
    B. Bebop

    Methos stumbled groping along the ledge dazed by the blaring light of the mirrors above. Duncan tried to exploit this but only to find his bowels falling out of the wound he sustained earlier. He struggled to contain himself literally losing Methos in the searing beams of light. Methos immediately took advantage; he jumped from the beam above holding one of the giant mirrors.

    However on the surface someone passed in from of the lens making the whole cavern go dark, causing Methos to fall into another beam below. Duncan hears something like a piano falling out of a ten story window. He laughs trying to take the high ground, still holding his bowels together. This lasted only minutes before Methos jumped up to the ledge where he was staggering.

    They once again drew their swords and entered into heated combat. Methos pounced forward onto Duncan only to rush upon Duncan’s sword spitting blood in his face. Methos then attempted to slash at Duncan’s throat only to be thrown from Duncan’s sword and back into free fall.

    They continued to jump beam to beam back and forth. Crashing through each mirror as they fell, they continued to fight, only to find themselves closing on a small bright light no bigger than a pin.

    Duncan finally took the upper hand and slashed Methos across the back three times, causing Methos to become more enraged. Methos lashed back, almost cutting his left arm off. His gut had healed, but this blow weakened him greatly and allowed Methos to attempt to take control of the chaos. He immediately found this difficult when Duncan jumped to the supports above, smashing the mirrors. Methos soon found himself in a hail storm of glass.

    The pin hole of light now appeared to the only way to reach the surface and safety. He found though that it was far too small for him to pass through. Methos was closing on the beams below him. He immediately unsheathed his sword and began to hack through the opening. The rock and debris rained down upon Methos, who was still trying to recover his speed from the shower of broken glass. Finally Duncan pierced through the barrier and climbed through into the world above.
    A very rough rewrite of Bebop's part:

    B. Bebop

    Methos stumbled, groping along the ledge, dazed by the blazing light of the mirrors above. Duncan tried to exploit this, only to find his bowels falling out of the wound he had sustained earlier. He struggled to contain himself, literally, losing Methos in the searing beams of light. Methos immediately took advantage; holding one of the giant mirrors, he jumped from the beam above.

    However, on the surface, someone passed in front of the lens, making the whole cavern go dark, and causing Methos to fall onto another beam below. Duncan heard a sound like that of a piano falling out of a ten-story window. He laughed, trying to take the high ground, still holding his bowels together. This lasted only minutes, before Methos jumped up to the ledge where he was staggering.

    Once again, they drew their swords and entered into heated combat. Methos pounced forward onto Duncan, only to impale himself upon Duncan’s sword, ending up spitting blood in his face. He then attempted to slash at Duncan’s throat. but was thrown from the sword and back into freefall.

    They continued to jump beam to beam, back and forth. Crashing through each mirror as they fell, they continued to fight, only to find themselves closing on a small bright light no bigger than a pin.

    Duncan finally took the upper hand and slashed Methos across the back three times, causing him to become more enraged. He lashed back, almost severing Duncan's left arm. Duncan's gut had healed, but this blow weakened him greatly and allowed Methos to attempt to take control of the chaos. He immediately found this difficult when Duncan jumped to the supports above, smashing the mirrors. Methos found himself in a hailstorm of glass.

    The pinhole of light now appeared to be the only way for Duncan to reach the surface and safety. He found, though, that it was too small for him to pass through. Methos was on the beams below him, getting close. He immediately unsheathed his sword and began to hack through the opening. The rock and debris rained down upon Methos, who was still trying to close the distance between them, from the shower of broken glass. Finally, Duncan pierced through the barrier and climbed through into the world above.

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  • dubiousbystander
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    Ahah! Thank you so much, Tootsie! Suffice to say, Google did not give me that answer.

  • Tootsie Bee
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    Gavors are the ostrich-like creatures that the characters ride in lieu of horses in the Animated Series.

  • dubiousbystander
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    HELP! --> He heard the steps of the gavors outside <-- What is gavors? What is it supposed to be? I'm confused. Also, will have a hopefully delightful present for you, Tootsie Bee, soon.

  • Tootsie Bee
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    Insert a [sic] there.

  • dubiousbystander
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    "He threw the Highlander’s casually blade off"... really?

  • dubiousbystander
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    Originally posted by Tootsie Bee View Post
    Part VII: The Traitor
    Methos joined Kell in taking down the criminals.
    Now this SHOULD read "Methos joined the Kurgan in taking down the criminals.

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  • dubiousbystander
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    Oooh maybe he answered while he was delirious!

  • Tootsie Bee
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    1. It's the Ancient Past. No one ever washed anything back then.

    2. Methos finally let his name slip during the commercial break.

  • dubiousbystander
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    I'm going to limit myself in this case.

    Originally posted by Tootsie Bee View Post
    Part IV: The Guest Contributors (1/2)

    A. Aleander
    "Kurgan..." Katana said, and faced him on an eye to an eye meet. "You were and probably will remain my greatest student as far as mind manipulation and predatory skills are concerned...but I can feel the potential there in this immortal Methos."

    "Methos... Maybe he could succeed me one day, when I decide not to live anymore... But surely that day will never come. As I said to you, Kurgan, soon...very soon..."
    Of course, this is a different writer, hahah. This is the first indication that anyone thinks there's anything special about Methos, aside from using him. It sort of comes out of the blue. Hahah


    Originally posted by Tootsie Bee View Post

    Methos sporadically swung his sword at the rope just as Duncan was within his reach. The first slice did not completely sever the rope. The second sent Duncan plummeting.

    Duncan lied in a pile of wicker that used to be an elevator.
    Sporadically is not the right word... perhaps... "Methos hacked at the rope..."

    I would suggest "was lying" instead.

    Let's see... I thought I'd mostly add punctuation to the next part. Then I wanted to do more.

    Originally posted by Tootsie Bee View Post
    B. Bebop

    Methos stumbled groping along the ledge, dazed by the blaring light of the mirrors above. Duncan tried to exploit this, only to find his bowels falling out of the wound he had sustained earlier. He struggled to contain himself literally, losing Methos in the searing beams of light. Methos immediately took advantage; he jumped from the beam above holding one of the giant mirrors.

    However, on the surface someone passed in from <-- front of the lens making the whole cavern go dark, causing Methos to fall onto another beam below. Have switched from past tense to present: Duncan hears something like a piano falling out of a ten story window. He laughs, trying to take the high ground, still holding his bowels together. Have returned to past: This lasted only minutes before Methos jumped up to the ledge where he was staggering.

    They once again drew their swords and entered into heated combat. Methos pounced forward onto Duncan only to rush upon Duncan’s sword spitting blood in his face. Methos then attempted to slash at Duncan’s throat only to be thrown from Duncan’s sword and back into free fall.<--needs work.

    They continued to jump beam to beam, back and forth. Crashing through each mirror as they fell, they continued to fight, only to find themselves closing on a small bright light no bigger than a pin.

    Duncan finally took the upper hand and slashed Methos across the back three times, causing Methos to become more enraged. Methos lashed back, almost cutting his left arm off. His gut had healed, but this blow weakened him greatly and allowed Methos to attempt to take control of the chaos. He immediately found this difficult when Duncan jumped to the supports above, smashing the mirrors. Methos soon found himself in a hailstorm of glass.

    The pinhole of light now appeared to the only way to reach the surface and safety. He found though that it was far too small for him to pass through. Methos was closing on the beams below him. He immediately unsheathed his sword and began to hack through the opening. The rock and debris rained down upon Methos, who was still trying to recover his speed from the shower of broken glass. Finally Duncan pierced through the barrier and climbed through into the world above.
    Mass destruction! The Jettators will have their work cut out for them fixing all of that!

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  • dubiousbystander
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    Question time!

    Originally posted by Tootsie Bee View Post
    Part III: The Descent
    He saw gunpowder residue on his sleeve and remembered the first time he fired a gun.
    Where did the gunpowder residue come from? Does he never clean his clothes? Hahah.

    Originally posted by Tootsie Bee View Post
    “Duncan MacLeod, this is Methos. He comes in search of you.”
    How did Ramirez know Methos' name?

    I love the interactions here, between Methos and the Kurgan. The dialogue is great!

    And, of course, Don Ramirez's dialogue is hilarious. Beautifully done!

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  • dubiousbystander
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    Originally posted by Tootsie Bee View Post
    Part I: The Bonding

    "--and you start with Katana,” Ramizez continued.
    So, here's a minor typo,

    I love Methos' internal snarking in Part 1. Heehee

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  • Tootsie Bee
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    Those aren't typos. Things are spelled differently on Zeist.

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  • dubiousbystander
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    Point out the rare typo, that sort of thing.

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  • Tootsie Bee
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    I'm not sure what you mean by "edit it," but I think you're permitted to ask questions.

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  • dubiousbystander
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    Finished! May I edit it a bit? May I ask questions?

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