Post by katyandclaudie on Sept 25, 2005 11:38:19 GMT -5
Witches In Space
Sequel to Bad Bad World
By Katy and Claudie
Acknowledgements and Disclaimers
Prologue
It started thousands of years before, with a legend that never really happened.
The legend of Camelot, the home of King Arthur and his knights in a time of chivalry, where magic roamed free and people believed in what was really there. Through time, people have forgotten that this magic exists and that story has become a work of fiction. Every thousand years, the same people emerge, those who lived and breathed in the real Camelot but they do not know it. It is a past life; something that has already happened and forgotten in the many years between. The people go through their next life never knowing who they were, who they should be, living a mediocre existence.
With one exception.
In the twenty-first century, things were set in motion by an fifteen year old American boy found something in his attic, something he was not meant to have yet.
Excalibur.
The rebuilding of Camelot had begun.
In his twenty-fifth year, Wyatt Matthew Halliwell had taken over most of the world, putting his own people in parliament and rebuilt the castle Camelot in it's original home in England. He reassembled the round table, held Excalibur like a king because he knew he was Arthur. He knew he was destined to rule this world like a King and no one would change his mind.
And so it was for many years.
The world thrived, going to new heights, learning new things and eventually the ability to terraform planets in the solar system to help the ever growing population problem. New technologies were invented and people were pretty much as they always were. A thousand years passed, the United Kingdom became Camelot City and Earth the Capitol planet of the system which now bore over ninety planets now. The royal family still ruled, trained and coiffed for the people, passing through the same lines of the round table as they had for a thousand years.
One thing remained constant.
In secret, the magical alliance hoarded together and caused havoc subtly and anonymously as they had thought to have been destroyed while Camelot was still only a castle in England. Quietly, they bought their time and waited, passing their hatred of the current rule from generation to generation, waiting for a window to open to seize control and make the worlds how they should be.
Waited, that is, until now.
Sequel to Bad Bad World
By Katy and Claudie
Acknowledgements and Disclaimers
Prologue
It started thousands of years before, with a legend that never really happened.
The legend of Camelot, the home of King Arthur and his knights in a time of chivalry, where magic roamed free and people believed in what was really there. Through time, people have forgotten that this magic exists and that story has become a work of fiction. Every thousand years, the same people emerge, those who lived and breathed in the real Camelot but they do not know it. It is a past life; something that has already happened and forgotten in the many years between. The people go through their next life never knowing who they were, who they should be, living a mediocre existence.
With one exception.
In the twenty-first century, things were set in motion by an fifteen year old American boy found something in his attic, something he was not meant to have yet.
Excalibur.
The rebuilding of Camelot had begun.
In his twenty-fifth year, Wyatt Matthew Halliwell had taken over most of the world, putting his own people in parliament and rebuilt the castle Camelot in it's original home in England. He reassembled the round table, held Excalibur like a king because he knew he was Arthur. He knew he was destined to rule this world like a King and no one would change his mind.
And so it was for many years.
The world thrived, going to new heights, learning new things and eventually the ability to terraform planets in the solar system to help the ever growing population problem. New technologies were invented and people were pretty much as they always were. A thousand years passed, the United Kingdom became Camelot City and Earth the Capitol planet of the system which now bore over ninety planets now. The royal family still ruled, trained and coiffed for the people, passing through the same lines of the round table as they had for a thousand years.
One thing remained constant.
In secret, the magical alliance hoarded together and caused havoc subtly and anonymously as they had thought to have been destroyed while Camelot was still only a castle in England. Quietly, they bought their time and waited, passing their hatred of the current rule from generation to generation, waiting for a window to open to seize control and make the worlds how they should be.
Waited, that is, until now.
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