The Unusual Occurrence Of Mote

Chapter 21: Scions of a Forgotten Age

As Eary and Mote, snuck back into the small, suite. He was abruptly startled by a voice from the kitchen. "Where you been?" Luke's voice rang out from the kitchen.

Eary stood in silence as he stared at his brother. Luke pressed in once more. "I knocked on your door an hour ago, no answer. So I went inside. No, Eary. So I called Sakile, Calvin, and the girls over. And you know what? ONLY Sakile and Calvin show up!" Luke, angrily taking out his phone and shooting a few texts, continues. "So where were you three?"

Eary's voice began to creak, as no words would escape his mouth. A moment later, Sakile, Calvin, and Denby arrived on the scene. Sakile scolded Eary "What's your problem? You gotta go sneaking out? You had the three of us worried sick! You know how fucked up your brother was, when he found you not in your bed? Denby and I have been reviewing security cameras, looking for you!"

Eary once again attempted to defend himself, but to no avail, as Alice and Mei burst into the apartment.

Alice, obviously reading the minds of those in the room, had no trouble defending Earhart. "Hey, cool it!" Alice announced as she interrupted Eary interrogation.

Luke, still very upset, hissed back. "YOU!? Who the fuck do you think you are?!" Alice, not intimidated, replied "Look man, it was an accident. The magical kind. I accidentally teleported us away."

The room fell silent, after a moment, Luke spoke. "Where did you go?" Before Alice could speak a blue shimmer of light appeared above Eary

"Ta-da! Did ya miss me?" Mote exclaimed as he flew around in a flurry of lights. Luke exclaimed in surprise "Mote!"

The little moteling hovered before Luke. His beady eyes and mischievous grin, a missed feature in the Colorado hideaway. As he spoke, he commanded the attention of the room. "That's King Mote to ya's! Now, why don't you all sit down. We got a LOT to go over.

As the group took their seats, Mote took center stage on the coffee table. He recounted the events of the evening and filled in Luke, Sakile and Calvin, and Denby about his very ancient past.

As the four sat shocked, Calvin was the first to speak. "So, how old are you, Mote? I mean, that's not rude, is it?" Mote grined."As old as time, of course, maybe a little older, I don't know. Before time was a bit of a blur, for all of us really." Calvin replied,"All of us?" Mote shook his small furry head."Yep! The creators of the universe. Think of your reality as one big start-up we all got into together." Mote joked as he continued."But we all work for the Boss, Claris." Mote retorted.

Eary inquired, "Is Claris like, God?" Mote looked back and replied VERY loudy "Yes they are! Good at it, too! And might I say looks fetching in whatever they choose to wear that day!" Mote glanced around at the air above him, Eager for some acknowledgment. Eary inquired again. "Are you, like, an angel then?" His eyes full of hope and wonder. Mote scoffed. "Nah, I'm middle management, I handle accounts receivable for all karmic debts. I WISH I was an angel. Sheesh! You know what those big birds get paid? And the benefit package? Get outta here!"

Mei, leaning forward from her seat, eyes ripe with curiosity asked, "Who are these evil Scion guys you mentioned earlier?"

Mote's disposition took a somber feel, as the little moteling seemed to drift off at the thought of the question.

His royal blue coat and 8-inch frame standing on hind legs, As he returned, his eyes a light with intrigue, replied "The three Scions of Eldris. Nasty bunch of fuckers they was. Once held the world captive with the power bestowed upon them by Eldris." Mote replied matter of fact as he paced back and forth on the coffee table.

He continued his lecture "So he could destroy the Nocopo, your world's only defense against things like 'em." Mote gestured toward the group of disbeliefed youths. "All right, I'll take it from the top."