It had been a long week and I was taking advantage of a momentary lull in the chaos that is my life to relax a little. I just wanted to let my brain idle for a while, so I hunkered down in the comfortable old chair I kept in the lab and faced it towards the sunset that was in progress. While Terran sunsets may be beautiful, the brilliant golds and greens of the Velan sunset that spilled through the worldgate still had the power to mesmerize me, as they wove their magic in a sky no other human had ever seen. As I sat quietly watching, my mind refused to be contented with mere observation, and began to wander. It drifted and skipped from one thing to another, each thought pausing to be noticed and then scurrying away as if afraid to be seen. This was the way to enjoy life in those all too rare times when it wasn't out to see what new problems it could throw at me; each moment taken and relished for the joyful emotions it could call forth. I wasn't the only person enjoying the sunset, however. From somewhere behind me, I heard the whisper soft purr of the drive unit in one of Penny's remotes, as it drifted over to hover beside my chair.

"It is kind of pretty, isn't it?"

I sat for a moment, thinking, before answering her. There had been a time when she wouldn't have appreciated the view, and as that thought skipped through my mind, it pulled others along behind it that had lain half forgotten for much too long. "Yeah, you might say that. Do you remember the first time we saw it?"

"Yes, do you?"

"Ummm hummm... It’s been just about eight years now, give or take a few days. Those were some wild times back then. Trying to figure out whether I was going mad, and being sure that I was when the gate activated for the first time." Ever so faintly, I could hear the quiet laughter coming from the remote behind me.

"Yes, those were some wild times ..."

--- June 21, 1985 ---

Usually it takes a major explosion of some sort to wake me up when I'm asleep, but tonight I'd been tossing and turning, completely unable to get comfortable. Perhaps it was because I was aware, at some level, of the changes in my life that were about to happen. Whatever the reason, it took me almost three hours of tossing and turning to finally fall into a troubled sleep.

I fell into an odd sort of dream, even for me. In it, I floated, disoriented, in a featureless gray mist. In the distance I sometimes got a shadowy glimpse of someone or something moving, but it always disappeared as I turned to get a closer look. The dream ended as I heard a single cry echo through my mind. So sharp was that cry that I instantly came wide awake, and found myself sitting up in my bed, my heart racing like mad, the cry still echoing in my mind.

There was a click from the speaker next to my bed, as Penny, the Artificial Intelligence I’d accidentally created, noticed I was awake. "Are you ok? I heard you cry out in your sleep."

It was several moments before I was able to pull myself together. As my heart slowed its wild race, I fumbled around in the dark trying to turn on a light, while at the same time trying to collect my thoughts. I'd had my share of nightmares before, but this went far beyond anything I'd ever experienced.

"I think so. I just had the wildest dream. I think someone was trying to get my attention, but when they finally spoke I couldn't understand what they said. I'd swear, though, that it was a cry for help."

"Could it have been Kimi?"

"No, I don't think so. I understand enough Japanese from my lessons with her to have understood the cry. Besides, it didn't feel like her mental signature." Searching the nightstand beside my bed, I grabbed my glasses and looked over at the clock. Its buzzing display told me it was just a little after 1 AM. "Hummm... It's still early evening in Tokyo, this warrants checking out tonight."

While my lessons in the use and manipulation of magic were coming along fine, my telepathic skills were sadly lacking, a fact that my teacher, Kimi, took every chance she got to point out to me in embarrassing detail. With this in mind, I took as much care as I could in my preparations to call her. The last couple of times I had contacted her, the fragile link had wavered so badly that she had been forced to strengthen it from her end. When I finally felt ready, I focused my mind on her unique signature, and called out across the ocean that separated us.

*Sumimasen Sensai*

I wasn't sure, but it felt as if I had made contact, so I waited for her reply. It took several minutes before I heard her familiar voice answer my call, so I had the uncomfortable feeling that she must have been involved with something that she couldn't break away from quickly.

*Yes my apprentice?*

*Please excuse my intrusion. I have just been awakened by what I believe to be a cry for help. I could not understand the language being spoken, and was worried that it may have been from you. I wanted to check to see what assistance I could render.*

*Interesting, however, the request was not from me. I am presently occupied with guests, and cannot discuss this with you at this time. Please contact me tomorrow evening, and we can go over this in more detail.*

With that, I felt the link dissolve as Kimi severed it without effort from her end. "Well, it wasn't Kimi at least. The question is then, just who the hell was it?"

"I do not know. I have insufficient information upon which to compute an answer for you."

I looked over at the hardware sitting in the corner, and had to grin. "That was a rhetorical question. You weren't supposed to try to answer it."

"Sorry," came the contrite sounding reply.

"That's ok, you're learning." I chuckled to myself and after removing my glasses, and placing them where I'd be able to find them, turned off the light beside my bed. The lights from Penny's chassis still provided a little illumination in the dark, and I laid there watching the changing patterns as she thought to herself. "At least you don't try to answer me when I'm talking to myself anymore." Whatever I had felt earlier had now passed, or at least faded to a point where I was no longer aware of it. With a wide yawn, I said good night to Penny, and this time fell quickly asleep. Little did I know, then, just how much my life was going to change because of that one little dream, or of the events that followed it.

The following evening I once again contacted Kimi, as instructed, and together we spent almost an hour talking about my dream. Most of my memory of it had faded by then, but the cry itself was as clear as ever. In fact, try as I might, I was unable to get it out of my mind. It kept replaying itself over and over again. Like a moth attracted to a light, it kept bouncing around, looking for a place to land. Neither Kimi or I were able to make any sense of the cry itself. The language was nothing either of us was familiar with, or could even cross-reference.

In the end, the only thing we could do was wait to see if it occurred again. It was obviously not a normal dream and we only hoped that I would be contacted again. In the mean time, Kimi began a search of her own using her more extensive resources. One possibility was that a new Mage had appeared in some corner of the world and was attempting to contact others like herself. One thing we were reasonably sure of was that the caller was female. Other than that, we were both at a loss.

As night settled into my part of the world, I tried to force myself to relax as I listened for the call. As I waited, I once again felt something stirring in the back of my mind. However, although I tried, I couldn't get it to resolve into anything I could define. It was just a constant itch at the threshold of my senses. It was there when I tried to ignore it, but vanished whenever I tried to examine it. Finally, long after 1 AM, I gave up and went to bed

I didn't, however, get much sleep. At a little before four in the morning I once again began to dream. This time I felt myself ready for it, or so I thought. As I once again floated about at random in the mist I frantically searched my surroundings. This time I wanted to try to reply to the voice crying out to me. But as hard as I tried, I never got more than a glimpse of a form hovering at the edge of my vision in the mist around me. As I sighted something and rushed in that direction, I pulled up short as I saw something in a completely different direction, and this continued for what seemed like hours.

Finally, once again I heard the cry in my mind and it was the same thing, repeated over and over again. At last, exhausted from my attempts to get close to the source, I stopped, and put everything I had into a call of my own. With all of the strength I could muster, I unleashed a telepathic reply into the mist around me.

*I hear you! How can I help?*

Unfortunately, the force of my attempt was more than my subconscious mind was willing to put up with and I once again found myself wide awake. However, as the dream faded from my memory I heard one final cry form in the darkness that surrounded me. This one was different from before and something deep in my mind, at more of an emotional than intellectual level, translated it simply as; 'Hello?'.

"Damnit! Of all the miserable luck. I almost had it!"

"Almost had what?"

I looked over at Penny sitting in the corner as I realized I'd spoken aloud. "I tried to answer her, and I think she heard me. God only knows if she understood me though. She was still speaking in the crazy language of hers, and I had to answer in English."

"Still, if she heard you answer she knows someone heard her."

"I guess that will have to do for now." I leaned over close enough to read the clock glowing at the head of my bed. "Hummm, almost 4 o'clock. I wonder what made her late tonight?"

"Why do you expect her to call at the same time every night?"

"I'm not sure. It's what I would do if I was trying to make contact with someone I suppose. I'd try to keep to a schedule so that anyone listening would know when to be ready for my call."

"Maybe she is moving around, or could not find a safe place from which to call until now?"

"Could be, I just don't know." I glanced again at my clock and started trying to relax. The itch that had been present in the back of my mind all evening was gone. Whatever was going to happen tonight, it had played itself to completion. "I think that's it for tonight. I'm going to try to get back to sleep."

"Good night."

"'Night ..." As I lay there in the dark I found myself unable to relax enough to fall asleep, so I wove my hands together behind my head and stared into the darkness. As my mind raced, I thought of things to try the next time I was contacted. Dozens of things came to mind, but for every idea that occurred to me, a flaw would follow in its wake. Finally after almost an hour, I thought of an idea that seemed solid. I looked at it from every angle I could think of and could see nothing wrong. That done, I was finally able to relax enough to fall asleep.

The next day, I contacted Kimi to fill her in on the events of the previous night. She in turn informed me that her own search had come up empty so far. She would continue, but did not hold any great hope. Then I asked her for help with the idea I had developed.

*This is what I would like to do. The next time I'm contacted, I would like to trace the source of the contact. I remember you mentioning once that it was possible and I would like you to teach me the method.*

Oh shit. That was the last thing I had wanted to hear. My telepathic skills were probably my weakest, and I had little hope that I would ever be as adept as my teacher. *Is there no other way?*

For the next hour I listened as Kimi described the technique for tracing a telepathic contact. When she was satisfied that I understood the method, she told me to begin to practice what I had learned. To that end she immediately began moving around and contacting me at odd times of the day. At every contact I attempted to trace her location. When I succeeded, I wrote down the location and she verified the list at the end of the day.

Four times as I worked that day I felt the feather light touch of her contact in my mind. Each time it happened I attempted to trace the call at I had been taught and each time I failed. By the end of the day I was thoroughly exhausted, both mentally and physically. If my mysterious friend tried to contact me that night, I didn't think I'd even hear her. As it turned out, I must have been right. While I once again felt the itch in the back of my mind as I went to bed that night, I slept the entire night without dreaming.

As that night went, so went each of the next five nights. Each day Kimi contacted me at random times and I attempted to trace her location. Each night I relaxed, and tried to ready myself for the expected call that never came. By the evening of the sixth day I was beginning to believe that I was never going to hear from my friend again. I had, however, begun to have some small success with my lessons. Once the previous day and twice that day I had managed to trace Kimi as she tickled my mind.

As I sat around that evening at home, I began to wonder just what kind of trouble my friend might be in. As the evening wore on, the wondering turned to a kind of nagging worry that something was wrong. At that point I realized that the itch was back, and was growing in intensity. Finally, a little before ten o'clock, it peaked, and I felt as if I was listening for a sound that was just too soft to make out. As I glanced at my clock, someplace in the back of my mind the random bits of information began to come together and make sense.

"Penny!"

"Yes?"

"Do you have the times of my previous contacts?"

"Of course."

"Mark the time, and tell me how far apart the three events have been. I have a sneaky feeling I know why my friend has been silent the last few days."

Over in the corner the lights on her chassis blinked to themselves for a second or two. "The mean time between contacts has been twenty seven hours. This includes interpolation of data points for the days you did not hear anything."

I collapsed back into the chair I had been sitting in with a sigh. Everything was starting to come together in my mind in a pattern that made a strange kind of sense. The trouble was that the end result was something that made no sense at all.

"Jesus, this can't be right. There has to be another explanation. Either that or I'm going nuts."

"Do not worry. If you believe you are nuts, you can not be."

I gave a kind of weak chuckle, and poked my head around the edge of the chair to stare at her. "You got that from tapping into some database didn't you."

"Yes, but as a general rule it seems to hold true for humans. Someone who is truly unstable will not admit it to themselves or anyone else. Therefore, you are not nuts."

"Then would you kindly explain what the hell is going on? Follow my line of thinking for a moment, and see if you can come up with an explanation. I'm hearing someone cry out telepathically for help roughly every twenty seven hours. I'm reasonably sure that the reason I didn't hear from her the last few days is because I was awake. I must be more sensitive to the call when I'm asleep or something. The call is in a language that neither Kimi or I can recognize and her own search has also come up empty."

"I am unable to explain the facts you have listed. Do you have an explanation that you believe fits them?"

"Remember what I said about calling at the same time so that anyone who heard you would know when to expect your call? How many places do you know of that have a twenty seven hour day?"

"Nothing in my memory fits that criteria. So, do you have an explanation?"

"Ok, let me rephrase that last statement, and see if it clears things up a little. How many places on Earth do you know of that have a twenty seven hour cycle?"

"The answer does not change. Nothing on Earth is based on a twenty seven hour cycle. Based on the facts given me, I would have to conclude that the call is not originating from a terrestrial source."

"Right, so please ignore my blathering while I sit here and not so quietly go nuts." Sitting there in that chair I kept running the facts as we knew them around and around in my mind, and every time I put them together I kept coming up with the same crazy answer. It just didn't make any sense! At some point I must have begun to mutter to myself, and that caught Penny's attention. The next thing I knew, Kimi was yelling at full volume in my mind.

*Apprentice, you will answer!*

That yell broke me out of the vicious cycle my thoughts had become, and I struggled to keep from falling back into the vortex that lay before me. *Huh, how?*

*Your artificial assistant phoned me and informed me that you were trying to shut yourself down. From what I just saw, her choice of words might be a little odd, but her assessment was essentially correct. I have not spent the last few years training you to see you discard it in this fashion. Now, you will explain what has occurred.*

Somehow, the formal tone of her voice in my mind got my attention. The logical part of my mind took hold, and clamped down on the emotions that had been running wild. Think, listen, learn, remember and above all else, discipline. These were the things that a Mage required to function, and they had been drilled into me from the beginning. Now they served to bring that part of my mind that wanted to run wild, back under control.

*Better. No apprentice of mine should have ever let that happen, and you are going to have to explain to me why I should continue with your instruction now that it has.*

I cleared my mind, using the discipline I had been taught. At some level I still had the urge to giggle, but somehow that didn't seem to be a good idea at the moment. *Sensai, I think I understand where the call I have been hearing may have been coming from. If I am correct, I will hear it again about 1 AM tomorrow night.*

*Let me explain what else I have deduced ...* and I began to recite the facts as I understood them along with my conclusions. I just hoped when I was done that both of us weren't going to be giggling a duet.

It took me quite a while to explain to Kimi just what I thought had been going on the last week. While I was explaining it to her, I took it slow enough so that I could also think it through again in my own mind. When I was done, I still came to the same ridiculous conclusion I had before. The call I was hearing was almost certainly originating from someplace other than the planet I'd been born on. When I finished, I sat back in my chair, and waited for her reply. She hadn't made any comments to me after the first few minutes of my explanation, and I hoped it was because she had a better theory. Such was not the case.

*Apprentice, I believe I owe you an apology. Given what you have just told me, I now believe you had sufficient reason to become upset. I myself am having trouble dealing with the possibility that you may have made contact with someone from another world.*

That was not what I wanted to hear just then. The past few years I had come to think of Kimi as the foundation of my new world. She had been the person who had contacted me after my discovery that magic was much more then I'd grown up believing. Since that time, she had been both my guide and teacher in things magical, and had even became my friend. No matter what the problem was, if it was related to magic, she had either known the answer or had known how to find it. If this had her worried, what chance did I have of dealing with it?

*So, what can I do? I could probably ignore the call if I wanted to, but somehow that doesn't feel right. Whoever it is needs, or at least believes she needs, help. If we were in that kind of trouble, I'd like to think that someone would offer to help.*

For several minutes the two of us sat there and thought to ourselves. I had no idea how to proceed beyond tracing the call back to its source. Once that was done, we were left with the even bigger problem, and our willingness to help might be worthless. However, Kimi had been at this much longer than I had and now that experience paid off.

*I may have an idea, however I need your opinion concerning its feasibility, since it concerns something only you retain information about. Please listen, and point out any flaws you may discover.*

*Is it also true that this gate did not require the detailed knowledge of the destination that a teleport spell requires?*

I thought about it for a moment. The gate spell had been designed to allow use of rough coordinates. All you really needed was a way to specify the destination in terms of distance and direction from the starting point. ,,*Yes, I would need some way to define the destination relative to myself, but it should be possible.*

It was Kimi's turn to think, and I still didn't see where she was headed. *Could you use a telepathic trace to define the destination?*

At first I didn't realize what she had meant. Then everything came together, and I felt like a low grade idiot for not thinking of it myself. Here I'd been learning how to trace the location of someone I'd never seen, and it had never occurred to me to use the trace as she had suggested. Now we had at least a slim chance of being able to reach whomever I'd been hearing call to me.

*Yes, it might be possible. I'd have to have a way to visualize the trace so I could follow it back to the source. Given that I could do so, I should be able to open a gate to the same location. One other problem is that I don't know the maximum range of the gate spell. That was something we never had time to work out.*

For the next few hours, Kimi teleported around the planet making me trace her location after every jump. More often then not I failed to locate her, but when I did it revealed parts of her past I had not been aware of. You have to have actually been to a spot you wish to teleport to, or have been in close telepathic contact with someone who could give you the necessary visual references. Nothing else works to give you the sensory clues needed to memorize that spot so you can later return to it. Some of the places I managed to trace her to were more than a little out of the way. I about had heart failure when one trace lead me straight to the North Pole. Besides wondering how she had ever gotten there in the first place, I was afraid she would get hurt being there now. She was by no means a young woman any more.

Finally, about three in the morning, I was falling asleep on my feet, and she decided to quit while I was still awake. She returned home, and told me to be ready to continue my practice after getting a few hours sleep. With a final goodnight, I stumbled over to my bed and crashed. Less then six hours later, and feeling like something the cat had refused to touch, we were at it again.

I was getting a little better at it, and almost felt ready for what I suspected lay ahead me. I was now able to trace a telepathic contact almost fifty percent of the time, and I hoped that would suffice. As evening began to creep up on my part of the planet, Kimi called off our practice, and told me to try to relax.

Relax, she'd said., Hah! As the sun was setting outside, I was well on the way to working myself into a real frenzy. Even while doing my damnedest to follow Kimi around the planet, I was thinking about just what I was trying to do. Someplace in the universe around us, there existed someone with the strength of mind to generate a call that I could hear. Throughout the day, I kept glancing at my collection of science fiction books, and wondering if the call I thought was a call for help, might not be a call to dinner instead.

"Boss, would you please stop pacing around the room."

"I'm not pacing, am I?"

"Yes you are. Go read a book, or find something else to relax yourself. If you continue this way, you will be unable to get to sleep, and you will miss the call when it comes."

I chuckled to myself, but grabbed a book from my collection and sat down. Given what had been on my mind all day, I made sure I grabbed one that had friendly aliens in it. "Yes mother. I'll be a good little boy and go to bed on time." As it turned out, the book I had grabbed was one I hadn't read in a couple of years, and I got so involved in it that Penny had to remind me about the time. The book had done its work, and I was relaxed enough that I had little trouble falling asleep as I nestled myself into my bed. As I started to drift off, I once again felt the itch in the back of my mind, and about one o'clock in the morning I began to dream again.

Whether it was really a dream was academic, it sure felt like one, as I once again found myself searching through the mist around me. I could hear the call echoing around me and now that I was listening for it I heard the odd tones to the language, which just reconfirmed my belief that it was nothing ever spoken on Earth. I should have spent less time listening, and more time remembering my task, I guess. Whatever part of my mind was in control during this dream, it didn't remember to try to trace the call until after the call had ended. When I woke up the next morning, I remembered just enough of the dream to realize just how badly I'd screwed up. Having to explain to Kimi what I'd done didn't make it any better.

All day long I beat my head against the wall. "Idiot! All that practice, and you get so involved listening to her voice you forget everything." I felt like a complete fool, and nothing either Kimi or Penny said could change my mind. Finally, they both gave up trying, after deciding to let me work it out for myself.

"Well at least you will be asleep on time tonight. The wall does not seem to be worried about your head impacting it. Is it making you feel any better?"

A couple of times I had actually walked up the wall, and slammed my head against it. "No, but it does take my mind off of how stupid I was."

"Ok, I was just asking."

By the time evening rolled around again I had resolved to myself that I was not going to screw up tonight. Tonight's call was supposed to be about four in the morning, so I stayed up a little late trying to drill into my subconscious that it needed to behave itself. When I finally felt myself getting tired, I muttered a silent prayer that I'd get it right this time, and sacked out. Right on schedule, I found myself back in the dream again. Maybe my little discussion with myself had made a difference. As soon as I was aware of the dream and could hear the call, I began the trace, or at least I tried to.

It felt as if the trace was working, but it never showed me anything. Three times I tried to trace the call I was hearing, and three times I failed. Finally, as I recognized the part of the call that signaled its approaching end, I called back. I might not be able to locate whoever was calling to me, but I could let her know I had heard. This was going to be an all or nothing attempt. The last time I had tried this, it awakened me from my slumber almost immediately afterwards.

With everything I could muster I called back to the voice in the mist. *Here! I'm over here! Don't give up, I want to help if I can!* Sure enough, the jolt was enough to force me back to consciousness. As the dream began to fade away, and in that phantom existence between being asleep and awake, I heard the call change. She could not have understood what I had yelled with my mind, I could only hope that she caught the emotions behind it, and realized what had happened. Whatever she had made of my shout, she must have decided to reply to it. In that last moment before I came awake I heard her reply echo in my mind. I still couldn't understand the language, but some part of me registered the emotional content and translated.

Once again I found myself sitting up in my bed, but this time I had a smile on my face as I fumbled for the lights. As I explained to Penny what had happened, I could still feel the faint echoes from that last message, and I knew that there was no stopping me now. Whoever she was, she had definitely been surprised at hearing my call, but the rest seemed to be a feeling of joy at hearing a new voice.

"So that settles it. I don't know who she is, but anyone with that kind of spirit is going to have my help, no matter what it takes."

"You sound a little different, are you ok?"

"Don't worry, I'm feeling fine." I smiled to myself, and snuggled down in my bed to go back to sleep. I wasn't feeling particularly tired anymore, and that probably meant I would not hear from my distant friend again tonight. I was as sure as I could be, though, that I would indeed be hearing from her again. This was not over by any means.

The next morning I contacted Kimi as soon as she was awake, and told her what had occurred. As soon as she was ready, we continued our practice, after I listened to her comment on my sudden eagerness. I had failed to complete the trace the night before, and did not intend to fail tonight. One other thing that stood in the way was my lack of communications skills. I had managed to pick up a small part of what my friend had said, but only because she had transmitting at an emotional level also. I simply didn't have the skill to translate the telepathic channel, hell even Kimi had problems with that. So, added to our practice sessions was what she knew of non-verbal communication. It wasn't much, but it might be all we had, until I got a chance to try to learn her language.

If she held to her schedule, I would be hearing from her again about seven in the morning. With that in mind, I made a point of staying up late that night so as to make sure I would still be asleep when morning arrived. Since I usually sleep somewhere between six and seven hours each night, I waited until almost two in the morning before I went to bed. To my surprise, I found myself back in the dream almost immediately.

As before, I found myself drifting in a mist with vague shadows floating around just at the limit of my sight. This time, even before I heard the call, I started a call of my own. It wasn't verbal, instead though I tried to generate a feeling of hope, and my willingness to help. When I did hear the call, my subconscious decided to obey me, and I could feel the trace begin. To my dreaming mind the trace looked like a softly glowing silver cord. One end was attached to me, and the other was flying off into the mist. To my despair, the trace once again went nowhere.

In my mind's eye, the cord flew around in random directions, refusing to obey my will, even though I could still plainly hear the call in the distance. I was not, however, going to give up without a fight. I altered the emotional message I was trying to broadcast into a request for help of my own. To that, I added what I hoped was a mental image of two people, with each figure holding one end of a rope. I had no idea what she would make of it. I could only hope that she would try to make things easier for me to trace her.

She must have received something of my message, because her verbal call died. I could still sense her presence, as the by now familiar itch was still nagging at the back of my mind. Once again, I started the trace, and once again the cord flew off into the mist. As it began its search, I split my concentration between the trace, and the itch in my mind. Maybe I could let the trace use the emotional link to assist it.

As the trace scanned back and forth in its search pattern, I could tell that something was different this time. It almost acted as if it was confused about the direction of the signal. Finally, the free floating end of the cord began to spiral in on itself, and a few seconds later I felt a shiver ripple back up it as it made contact with something. At almost the same time I felt my friend react first with surprise, then with amused curiosity.

It was my turn to be surprised when I noticed a ripple traveling back up the cord. It looked almost as if someone had taken the other end and shaken it. For a moment I just stood there in a kind of shock, whoever she was, she could sense the trace! The shock also turned out to be enough to disrupt the dream and I found myself waking up. As the mist began to fade, I felt another tug ripple its way up the cord, and just before I woke up I could swear I heard a giggle echo within my mind.

"Penny!"

<click> "Yes,

"I've got it! Damn, it really worked!" Closing my eyes, I visualized the trace with my mind. It was still spiraling in on itself, which made absolutely no sense, but it was there. Then I sprang into action. "Shit, where are my glasses," I yelled, as I fumbled around in the dark looking for them. "What time is it?"

"The current time is seventeen minutes after four. How can you have the trace? The next contact is not suppose to be for another three hours."

"Whoever she is, she must have changed her schedule after hearing from me last night." While talking to Penny, I found my glasses, and turned on the lights. Then grabbing my clothes, I started to get dressed, as I thought about what I was going to do next.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm headed to the lab. Please get the lights and heat turned on for me."

"Might it not be better to get some rest? You have only been asleep for a little over two hours."

I was running around the room grabbing stuff I might need, even as I answered her. "No! I can't take a chance on losing this trace. I've got to go through with this before it fades." I didn't say it out loud, but I also wanted to go through with getting the gate open before I chickened out. Some part of my mind kept whispering to me that this whole idea was insane. Christ, I was trying to visit what I was pretty sure was another world!

With my arms full of books and random notes, I got ready to teleport to my lab. A while back, Kimi had recommended that I find a quiet place to construct a workroom. She had one herself, and found it to be a good place to practice her magic, and to get away from things when life got too hectic. On the basis of her recommendation, I had picked out a nearby mountain and hollowed out an area in the center for what would become a lab of my own. The only access to it was via either a gate or teleportation, so the list of people who would ever get a chance to visit it was small. Before I went, I had one last thing to take care of.

"Penny, I'm going to be at this now until its finished, one way or another. I need you to cover for me while I'm busy, and the first thing I need you to do is contact work, and tell them I'm going to be out sick for awhile."

"Ok, I will call them in the morning for you," and she said it in a perfect imitation of my voice.

"Thanks."

The small camera on the top of her chassis swiveled around to look at me. "Take care of yourself. I do not yet have full access to the lab, and will not be able to watch over you."

"I will," and, with the image of the lab in my mind, I jumped.

The lab itself was still pretty crude. I had not put a lot of time into its construction so far, so the walls were still rough hewn stone. All of them, that is, except for the one wall where I created the first and only gate that K'tka and I had worked on before his death. Carved into the north wall of the lab was a stone archway. For safety's sake, the gate spell had been designed to work best when anchored to something at each end. For my end of the gate I had chosen to anchor it to a true doorway. Now, that same doorway was going to save me a lot of setup time.

Scattered around the rest of the lab were boxes full of stuff that I had never gotten around to unpacking. Now I had to search through them, trying to find the components I needed for the gate spell. "Damnit, where did I leave my focus stone?" Kimi had been trying for quite awhile to get me to discipline my work habits along with my mind. As I found myself wasting time, searching for stuff that should have been at my fingertips, I discovered the hard way just what she been talking about. It took me almost two hours to gather everything together, and by the time I was done I was well along on the road to being royally pissed.

That was no mood to be in when I started to create the gate. With my supplies laid out within easy reach, I sat down in front of the archway, and ran through the exercises I'd been taught. From time to time, as I tried to relax, I closed my eyes and called the trace into the open, just to make sure it was still there. Each time, I followed the cord with my mind as it spiraled into itself. When I was rid of my anger, I got ready to start the spell. I just hoped that it was going to work.

I set my focus stone down in its holder in front of me, and began to coerce and bend space-time to my will. Because of the energy and time required to create the gate, the spell had been designed with points where the caster could stop and rest. The first time I had done this it had taken me almost six hours to complete and it didn't look as if I was going to be any faster this time, no matter how anxious I was. At each break point, I stopped, and checked to see if the trace was still active. During one of these checks I gave an experimental tug on the cord that shimmered in my mind. I'm not sure why, maybe I thought that my friend was still waiting at the other end, and would feel the tug. Whatever the reason, nothing resulted from my actions, and I got back to work with the next sequence.

Finally, I was down to the final sequence of the spell. This was the point where I defined the exit point, and activated the spell as whole. After a few moments rest, I got as comfortable as I could while sitting on a stone floor, and focused my mind on the trace once again. What I saw scared me shitless. The cord that defined the path was beginning to fray at the edges. As I watched it in horror, the whole coil shivered along its length. The damned thing was starting to fade! I still had no idea if this was going to work, and I was running out of time. As quickly as I could, I started through the final sequence. Every second counted now if I wanted to avoid starting all over again.

As I came to the part of the sequence that keyed the spell to the exit point, I closed my eyes, and began to traverse the cord. Around and around I ran in my mind as I followed the spiral. Twice during that run the cord began to fade from my sight. The first time I gathered what energy I could spare at the moment, and managed to strengthen the trace. The second time I had nothing left and could only watch in horror as it faded.

I don't know whether it came back of its own accord, or if my friend at the other end was helping me. Whatever the case, just before the cord faded out completely, it flared with light, and began to pulse and ripple. Before it changed its mind I took off at a dead run following the trail in my mind. At some point in that race against myself I found I no longer had to run. My trip down the spiral had taken on momentum of its own, and I began to pick up speed. By this time I was only vaguely aware of the lab around me. In my mind I could see the end of the cord as it passed through a brilliant light at the heart of the spiral, and as I approached it I reached out and keyed the final part of the spell. That done, I passed out.

When I awoke sometime later, my first action was to check for the trace, and found it had ceased to exist. Something had worked, apparently, because in front of me the gate was now quietly humming with the power I'd endowed it. Except that what it showed me made no sense. "What the hell is this?"

When I completed the first gate I'd created, it immediately showed me a view of the exit point. This one was acting as if it was alive, but all I could see was the rock wall inside the archway. Pulling myself to my feet, I slowly stepped closer for a better look, as I excercised the pain from legs that ached with the cold from the stone floor I'd been sitting on. As I stood there looking at it, I got my answer. From the top of the archway I spotted a flicker of light. "Jesus, it opened up underground!"

I had no fixed anchor for the exit point. Apparently the gate had opened with all but the upper edge below ground level. Linking my mind to the gate, I began to shift the exit point upwards. As I did so, I got my first good look at the results of my effort. As the exit portal shifted, I found myself looking at a view of a forest, and I felt my exhaustion start to catch up with me.

"Oh Christ, I must have missed completely. I've come out in a national park, or something..."

Then something caught my eye, and I took a closer look. As the lower edge of the exit portal cleared the ground, I got my first good look at the entire scene. It might well have been a park of some kind, but no park I knew of on Earth had a sky that was quite that shade of green. Where ever I had pushed this gate through to, it certainly wasn't any part of my home planet! While I was standing there letting the realization of what I had done sink in, I spotted a flicker of movement out of the corner of my eye. When I glanced down, I found the head of an animal of some kind peering up at me from the lower edge of the gate.

"Hummm, what have we got here?" Still linked with the gate, I got ready to close it if my little visitor tried to come through. It looked more curious than hungry, so I tried to just shoo it away. "Go on, go away before you hurt yourself." Whatever it was, and it looked like some kind of fox, although the fur was longer than anything I'd ever seen before, it wasn't startled by the sound of my voice. While I was staring at it, the gate shivered slightly, and shifted further upwards. "Damn, I've got to get this thing anchored to something."

When the gate had shivered, my curious little friend had vanished. Now the head peeked back above the lower edge of the gate to look first at me, then scan around the rest of the lab. "Go on, shoo! Can't you see this thing isn't real stable?"

What happened next started a chain reaction. At the sound of my voice, my curious friend stepped back from the bottom of the gate, and I got my first good look at her.

The last time I checked, animals didn't wear clothes. The one standing below the exit portal didn't seem to have heard about that little rule though. While I was standing there with my mouth hanging open, I heard a voice whisper in my mind.

That did it. The events of the last week, my exhaustion from the tension and effort of creating the gate, and everything I was feeling, caught up with me the same time. I had just enough time to mutter an 'oh shit', and I fainted.

I couldn't have been out for more than a moment or two. When I woke up, I just lay there for a few minutes and tried not to think about what I'd just been through. Had she been there, Kimi would have muttered something about that being one of my more well-developed skills, and she might even have been right. This time it didn't work real well. I had thought I was going to be ready for whatever I might find on the other side of the gate. Too many years of reading science fiction had gotten me all ready to confront the hideous bug-eyed monsters I'd expected to find. A smart-ass fox that could communicate telepathically hadn't even been on the list.

Grabbing the edge of a nearby workbench, I slowly pulled myself back to my feet, and looked around to see what had happened to the gate when I'd fainted. Sure enough, I'd lost control of its position as I'd fallen unconscious and it had drifted from its previous position. Looking through it now, I found myself staring at the tree tops of the forest that had surrounded the exit portal, and I could just barely detect a slight upwards motion as it continued to drift. Getting down on my hands and knees, I slowly crawled up to it, poked my head through, and look down. About two hundred feet below me, my friend was still standing calmly about where the gate had been. Every once in a while she glanced upwards as if checking its position, or verifying that it was still there. When she caught sight of me staring down at her, she simply stood there watching me, as if to see whether I was going to vanish completely. I'll admit that the thought had indeed crossed my mind, to just close the damn gate, and pretend it had never happened. I buried that thought quickly, though, as I remembered why I'd come this far, and instead I linked with the gate again.

"Sorry about that. I'll be down in a moment," and I guided the gate back to the ground. When it once again hovered just about the surface of the meadow, I got a better look at my new friend. She was roughly human shaped, or at least she had the right number of arms and legs, but she also had a tail, fur and a face that continued to remind me of a fox. Of course no earthly fox I knew of stood quite that tall, nor even stood upright. She looked to be about five feet tall, with the ears sticking an inch or two higher. Those same ears were also tracking my every movement as we now both took the chance to look each other over. She was dressed in a loose fitting blouse of some kind, and a skirt that was covered with dozens of tiny pockets. Around her shoulders was a cloak made from what looked to be a lightweight silk like material that was the same deep red color as her fur. Given that her pelt looked fairly thick, the light cloak made an odd kind of sense, and the coloring was why I'd missed seeing it when she'd first poked her head around the edge of the gate.

While I was getting a good look at her, she of course was returning the favor. I was still trying to figure out how she was standing erect if her legs were built the way a foxes would be, when I heard her make a noise. When I looked up into her eyes I could see that her expression had changed, but Lord only knew what it meant.

*Something about my legs interests you?*

I must have turned about six shades of red, at least it felt that way. She couldn't have been any better at reading human facial expressions than I was at reading hers, but my emotional outburst had to have made my embarrassment plain. I guess she must have found my reaction funny, as she made a small ‘huff’ and then said something aloud. Whatever she said, I didn't catch any of it, and she must have guessed that from the emotional storm that still swirled around me.

*Oh, you don't know how to translate and listen at the same time.*

I was still hearing her in my mind, so I tried to answer her the same way. *Actually, I don't know how to translate at all. I just hope you are understanding enough of what I'm thinking to know what I mean.*

*I believe I understand most of it. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you.*

I started to smile because something in the undercurrents of her thoughts said that she wasn't as sorry as she wanted me to believe, and caught myself just in time. Shit, I wondered what she would think of a smile? It sure looked as if her muzzle could hide a healthy set of teeth, and I'd read more than a few stories where the show of teeth was a prelude to an attack. I finally just grinned, without showing my teeth, and hoped she caught the meaning from my mind.

*I believe I can survive being embarrassed,* I 'pathed in reply, but there was less conviction than normal to back that thought up. Then to lower my mood further, the gate took advantage of my distraction, and made a small hop upwards. "Shit! Goddamned stupid spell." Once again I pulled my concentration together, and lowered it back to the ground. "Look, before I do much else I need to anchor your end of this thing, or it's going to drift all over the place." It was just dawning on me that I'd spoken out loud, when she answered me anyway.

*What do you need to anchor it?*

Ok, so she was translating as I spoke somehow. That would make things easier for me at least. "I need a doorway of some kind. Stone, or wood from one of these trees would work fine. It just needs something solid in the shape of a doorway to act as an anchor for the portal."

She closed her eyes part way for a moment, and stared right through me. *How big would it need to be?*

I'll never be sure why, but I trusted her at that point, which was probably an insane thing to do given the circumstances. Maybe things were easier because she resembled something I could at least relate to, I just don't know. What ever the case, it was time to commit myself, and hope I didn't lose both the gate and my only way home. With a stray thought about 'Thousand Light-Year Boots', I stepped through the gate, and into the meadow where I could look around. It didn't occur to me until after I taken that step, to wonder whether the atmosphere was even breathable on the other side, or what kind of meal I'd make for the local fauna.

My friend just stood there watching me as I got my bearings, and examined my surroundings. When I still felt fine after a few minutes, or at least not any different then I had before stepping through the gate, I checked on the size of the exit portal, and tried to figure out the rough size of the anchor it would need. When I turned to face her, I found her staring up at me with her eyes opened wide.

*Are all the people of your world as tall as you?*

"Yes, at least the males average about my height. The females average about so tall" and I indicated it with my hand. "As for the gate, I think I'm going to need something about like this." Kneeling down, I cleared a small space on the ground, and sketched out an archway that would be about eight feet wide and nine tall, using my height as a reference. "I would really prefer stone over wood;, the anchor point must be stable. If it flexes any it can cause problems I'd rather not think about." As I had sketched the archway, she had stepped beside me to watch. Now as I turned to face her, I caught her looking at my face with what appeared to be curiosity.

*That should not be a problem* she said with a glance at my sketch in the dirt. *Can I ask you a question?*

"I think that's going to be a common occurrence for quite awhile. Go ahead, I'll answer as best I can."

I took off my glasses and handed them to her. As she took them from my outstretched hand I startled slightly at the feel of her fur brushing my palm, but she managed to avoid dropping them. "They are called 'glasses', and I wear them so I can see. My eyesight is pretty bad, and I need them to correct for the defects my parents stuck me with."

*How odd, why do you not just correct your sight with a small healing spell, or find a good healer?*

That question, and the fact she had not reacted with any noticeable kind of fear to the gate told me a little about her. I didn't know whether she was a Mage or not, but she obviously knew something about magic. It also implied that someone on her world could heal using magic, a trick that neither Kimi or I was capable of. "A couple of reasons I think. First, I don't know how. Second, I'm not sure I like the idea of someone playing around with something as important as my eyes using something as fallible as magic."

She seemed to consider that for a moment, then handed my glasses back to me so I could put them back on. Then she turned, and looked at my sketch in the dirt again. *Do you need any particular location?*

"Anywhere will be fine. It's your world, where do you want to put it?" Then a thought occurred to me. "Or, for that matter, do you even want it anchored here, and do you want my help? I have been assuming you were the one I heard calling for help. This feels like the correct place, but I could have ended up almost anyplace following that silly trace."

*It was I that called, and any help you can render will be most appreciated.* She looked around for a few moments, then stepped over to a spot a short ways away from the edge of the forest. *Would this do?*

"That would be fine. Also, I have a question of my own."

*Ok*

"I suppose it's a little stupid, but do you have a name?"

She gave a small huff again, and I'd have been willing to bet at that point that it was her way of laughing. *Yes, I am called Kalindra.*

"Well Kalindra," and I made a valiant attempt at pronouncing her name the way it had sounded in my mind, "I am called Brian. I'm pleased to meet you." As I said it, I gave a little bow in her direction.

She just huffed again, and I caught just a hint of embarrassment from her as she stepped over to where something lay in the grass. What she picked up was a staff that was just slightly taller than she was, and looked like it was made out of some kind of wood. With a glance my direction to see where I was standing, she turned to face the place she had indicated. My jaw almost hit the ground when the staff flared to life with a blaze of light.

Quickly shielding my eyes, I tried to see what she was doing, but the glare obscured most of her actions. Then the ground in front of her came alive, and began to rise up. As I watched, an archway of living rock took shape before my eyes. In less than a minute, the light flared for one final time, and I found myself looking at an archway that virtually grew from the ground beneath it.

*Will that suffice?*

I just stood there staring at it for a moment, and muttering to myself under my breath. "Well, that answers that question." I looked at her and nodded. "Yes, that will be fine."

*One final step, what is the name of your world?*

"Huh, why do you need the name?" I thought about it for a moment, but decided it couldn't hurt anything. "It's usually referred to as Earth, Terra or maybe Sol-3 depending upon why you need the name. I also expect that the first two names translate something like the word 'dirt'."

*Do you have one you prefer?*

I thought for a moment. "Yeah, I've always been fond of Terra."

*That will do,* She turned to face the archway, and I heard her whisper something. Then her staff flared to life again, and I watched as she carved something in the lintel of the archway. *There, now you may use it as an anchor for your gate.*

I nodded, and turned to face the exit portal that was still shimmering dangerously around the edges. Carefully, I drew on its link with its creator, and began to shift it towards the archway. When the two were roughly overlapping, I ran through the sequence that would anchor it to the stone. Stepping to where I could see my focus stone sitting in its holder on the other side of the gate, I concentrated and began. As I sang the first part of the sequence, first the gate and then the archway, began to glow with a soft golden light. As the spell completed, the archway shivered once and emitted a low bass tone, then fell silent and I released my control of the gate. Until I decided otherwise, it wasn't going anywhere unless someone put a great deal of energy into its destruction. I then turned back to Kalindra, and was just starting to ask her what I could do to help now that I was here, when I sneezed.

*What was that? Are you going to explode?* she asked, with an expression that might have been anything from panic to curiosity.

I took off my glasses, and sneezed again after rubbing my eyes. As I was putting my glasses back on though I noticed some of the hairs from Kalindra's hands had gotten caught in the hinges, and that my own hand had a couple of hairs sticking to it. Then a horrible thought occurred to me about why I had sneezed, just as I noticed my eyes beginning to water. "Oh shit ..."

*What is wrong?*

"No, this can't be." I looked over at Kalindra. "You're not even from my world. How the hell can I be allergic to you?"

*Allergic? What is that?*

"I have a small problem with animal hair. I can't even be in the same room with a cat and dogs are almost as bad." I was starting to sneeze every five to ten seconds now, and after long experience I knew it was only going to get worse.

*Cat? Dog? What kind of creatures are those?*

I looked up, and gave her a weak grin between sneezes. "They are small animals from my world that also have a great deal of fur. I have no idea why, but my sinuses are reacting to you the same way they would to them."

*Is it dangerous? What can you do for it?*

"Not really, just incredibly annoying." I walked over to the gate, and stepped back into my own world. "Look, I have something I can take to help me deal with this. Can you give me a few minutes?, I'll be right back."

*You will not be long? We have much to talk about.*

"You’re telling me. I still need to find out just what kind of trouble you're in, and if I can help. That, and a few thousand other questions I have will get me back here in just a few minutes."

*Minutes?* she asked, with a hint of puzzlement.

Shit, she was good, but there were obviously some abstract things that were harder to translate into her language. "Ok, I won't be gone for more than the same amount of time I have already been here."

She thought about for a moment. *Ok, I will wait for you to return. Then I will take you to meet the rest of the group.*

"I'll be right back," and I sneezed again.

*You are sure that is not dangerous?* and I think I caught just a hint of worry echoing from her.

"The only thing that hurts is my pride," and I struck a silly dramatic pose as I stood in the center of the arch. "The mighty Mage crosses the universe to rescue the damsel in distress, and what happens? He sneezes on her and has to run away. This really hasn't been one of my better days."

As I got ready to teleport to my home, and grab a bottle of antihistamines, I could have sworn I heard Kalindra laughing behind me.

It took me about ten minutes to get home, and grab a bottle of antihistamines out of the medicine cabinet. Usually I just avoided going places that had animals, but that obviously wasn't an option this time. I swallowed two from the bottle, and threw the rest in a bag, then tried my best to rinse out my eyes with water to keep them from swelling. It was just my damn luck that I'd rubbed them before realizing what was going on. On my way back, I grabbed the bag with the pills, and threw some odds and ends into it. There was no way to tell what I might be needing, or how long I'd be gone. The last thing I added to the bag was my focus stone, and the small tripod that it rested in, after I returned to the lab. Then I ducked back through the gate, hoping I was really ready for what lay ahead.

As I stepped into the meadow, I stopped, and looked around trying to locate Kalindra. "Hello? Are you still here?" I was still searching for her, when I felt something brush against my ear, and I heard a low growl reverberating in the air from behind me. My reaction was to scream, leap straight up, and invoke a levitation spell before I had even had time to think about what I'd felt. Then I slowed, and came to a stop about thirty-five feet above the ground. When I looked down, I saw the cause of my panic jump.

Laying on top of the archway, Kalindra was holding the end of her tail in one hand, and doing a fair imitation of laughing herself silly. She had tickled my ear with her tail, when I hadn't spotted her resting on top of the arch. It must have been real funny to her, but my heart was still doing triple time in my chest. "Jesus Christ! Don't ever do that again!"

At the sound of my voice, she started looking around to see where I was. She'd been laughing so hard she hadn't seen where my jump had taken me. "I'm up here. What were you trying to do, scare me to death?" Now she followed the sound of my voice, and looked up to see me hovering in the air above her. It startled her, and she almost fell off the archway as she tried to twist around to get a good look at me.

*How ... How can you do that?*

Slowly, I released the energy I'd gathered, and started to float back down to the ground. I was pretty tired after the events of the last few hours, and the effort to hold myself in the air was more than I wanted to put forth. "It's pretty simple actually, I can probably teach you if you want."

I could see her shudder even from where I still floated. *No! I mean how can you stand to be that far off the ground. Are you ?????*

"Huh? I didn't understand that last word." and I landed on the ground about ten feet from her.

*You are not afraid of heights?*

"Not really" I answered. I'd gotten over that a long time ago. Flying from ground to LEO(Low Earth Orbit) tended to make a fear of heights either enough to kill you outright, or completely irrelevant for the rest of your life. Given my fascination with space, I'd devoted no small amount of effort into getting there, once Kimi had taken me on as her apprentice. "It bothers you?" I asked in return.

*Yes, and most of my race as well. Less than a handful of my people are born without the fear, and they are highly honored for the tasks that only they can perform.*

"Then how did you get on top of the arch?"

*That height is not enough to bother me.*

While we had talked, I had landed and walked over to the gate. Linking with it once again, I commanded it to close down to its idle state. I didn't know what kind of wildlife roamed these woods, and I didn't want something wandering through it while I was gone. When I was done, I set my bag on the ground, and sat down on top of it while leaning back against the stone of the gate. "Ok, time for more important things. Now that I'm here, what was so important that you generated a call for help I could hear even on my world?"

With a kind of fluid grace, Kalindra folded her legs beneath her, and sat down in the grass in front of me. *Well, it was not really a call for help. It was more of a call to gathering for my own people. How you heard it where you come from I am not sure, but now that you are here we can use your help, if you are willing*

"That's why I'm here. If one freshman Mage can be of any help, just tell me what you need."

*Freshman?*

"Apprentice, beginner, whatever the translation is. I'm still new at a lot of this, so I'm not sure how useful I'll be. Kimi keeps telling me that I'm not living up to my potential though, so all I can say is that I'll try my best to help."

Kalindra listened to me talk about myself, then glanced from me to the gray fog of the quiescent gate behind me. *Any help you can provide will be welcome. Who is Kimi?*

"She is my teacher," and I stopped to think for a moment. "She is also the ArchMage of my world."

*Then I would like to meet her someday. If contact between our worlds is maintained, it would be fitting for the two of us to greet one another as leaders, and hopefully friends.*

Oh, oh. "Leader? Do I understand correctly? You are this worlds ArchMage?"

*If I translate the term correctly, yes. I am the leader of people who understand magic on this world.*

I muttered something under my breath about not being able to go anywhere without stumbling over someone better than I was. I don't think she heard me, but she must have caught the emotional outburst.

*That is something we will discover together* and she looked at the gate behind me again. *Now though, we have a ways to walk before the star goes down. You need to meet with the rest of the people who answered my call. Together we need to find an answer to the danger that threatens my people.* Unfolding those legs of hers, she stood up again and picked up her staff. *Come with me, please.*

I braced myself against the arch and stood up, then slung my bag over my shoulder and got ready to follow her. "Danger? Just what's the problem anyway?"

*All in good time, just follow me, and I will take you to the meeting place.*

As I followed her through the woods, I could see what looked like a road of some kind ahead of us as we walked along a rough cut path. As we walked, I kept quietly muttering to myself, even as I looked around in wonder at the trees. I also couldn't help wondering just what I had gotten myself into this time, and tried to deal with the nagging worry that I'd forgotten something important.

As we walked, we each started talking about our respective worlds. Each of us was trying to get a feel for the culture of the other, or at least that was my motive. At the same time I was also looking around at the scenery we were passing. We seemed to be traveling along a well-used road, but we had yet to meet anyone else. We kept passing what looked like farms as we walked, and I was quickly getting the impression that Kalindra's world was not real high on the industrial scale.

We talked about almost anything that came to mind. Flitting from one subject to another, and comparing how each world handled it. Kalindra was surprised as she listened to me describe the wars that were still fought on Earth. She knew what I was talking about, but the last war on her world was only remembered as an old legend in the history books. I on the other hand was floored when she told me that magic was well known on Velar, which I'd discovered was the name of the world I now walked on. Probably close to one percent of the population had at least a minor talent of some kind, though the numbers dropped quickly as ability grew though. There were less than a dozen people that would qualify as a Mage, no matter which of us was the judge.

One thing that definitely didn't cheer her up was my telling her just how rare magic was on Earth. She had asked whether others would be available to help, now that I had created the gate. I tried to explain that there were only three qualified Mage's on Earth and that I was going to be the only one available. I'm not sure she believed me. I was real sure she didn't believe that the three of us had to keep our knowledge of magic secret from the rest of the planet. Mage's on Velar were highly regarded, and she just could not conceive of people going out of their way to kill anyone who showed the least talent for magic. I tried to explain about religion, and the fanatical belief that some people had for a certain obscure passage, but her race had never developed anything like the religions of Earth, and she had no reference to compare my story to.

As we crested a small hill, I could see lights in the distance for the first time. It looked as if we were reaching the edge of town, but I wasn't sure just where the forest ended and the town began. As we got closer, I discovered that there really wasn't a way to tell them apart. The trees thinned out a little to make way for occasional house, and every once in a while we would pass a post with a light on it. I started to see signs of what I would consider modern civilization. The lights were similar to our street lights, though not nearly as bright. They provided illumination enough to let you see where you were going, but did not try to turn night into day, the way we prefer.

"So, how are they powered? I don't see any wiring."

*The base of each pole contains a small deuterium fusion power source that is replaced as needed. Each light comes on at sunset and shuts itself off later at night if nobody is around.*

"No wires from one to the next?"

*No, that would require tearing up the ground to replace them when they grew defective or new lights needed to be added. This may take more effort to maintain, but it is more aesthetically pleasing.*

I'm not sure just what caused it, but a faint alarm began to go off in the back of my mind. Listening to Kalindra talk as we'd walked towards town, a nagging worry had built in intensity. Something wasn't right and I could not put my finger on it.

"So your people have figured out how to make fusion work? That little trick is something my race is still working on."

In response, Kalindra began to describe the mechanical structure of the tiny fusion cell that was commonly available on her world, and in listening to her I realized what was causing me to feel uneasy. She was using terminology that was pretty exotic, yet did not exceed my vocabulary. The more I listened, the more uneasy I felt. She had mentioned earlier that she knew how to translate languages using magic, yet I sensed no magic in use as I extended my senses into our surroundings. Then something clicked in my mind and I felt a shiver run down my spine as I stopped in mid stride. Kalindra continued for a few steps, then stopped and turned to look at me. With a growing feeling of horror, I slammed my mental shields closed, and saw Kal wince in response.

"You goddamned fuzzy monstrosity! Translation spell my ass, you've been picking my mind like a dictionary! What the hell else besides language have you been sifting through?" With my shields closed that tight, there was no way she could tap my language centers to understand what I was saying. Even so, the rage I was broadcasting had to be making it plain that I wasn't real happy. I'd had more than my share of problems with privacy over the years, and Kimi and I had argued more than once over the matter, when she'd helped me develop what telepathic talents I possessed. Now, as I paced back and forth yelling, Kalindra just stood there watching me. It wasn't until I turned back the way we had come, and started walking away, that she moved.

"Fuck this whole lousy planet! Bunch of damned animals digging through my mind. You can all go to hell, I'm leaving!" The next thing I knew, Kalindra was standing in front of me. She was jabbering away in her own language, trying to tell me something, but I wasn't in a mood to listen, and I sure as hell wasn't going to let her into my mind so she could speak to me in English. "Get the hell out of my way. War may only be something out of a history book to you, but its a current event on my world. If you want a lesson, just keep getting in my way." I started to walk around her, and she grabbed my arm to stop me.

The next few seconds were a blur, as I proceeded to do something insanely stupid, even for me. She still had a hold on my arm, and I took a swing at her with the other to get her to release me. I don't know whether my swing hurt her, but it managed to make her mad when I hit her muzzle with a glancing blow. I remember hearing a snarl, and then looking down at my chest to see where the pain was coming from. I had to have been in shock by that point. Nothing else can explain why I stood there, staring at the blood spilling from four neat gashes across my chest. When I looked up at Kalindra, she was crouching a few feet away, looking at my blood as it dripped from her claws, and radiating a sense of horror that would have made Steven King proud. My shields must have dropped, because I could hear her in my mind again. I don't remember what she said to me though, because I was fading fast at that point. The last thing I remember is trying to focus on the gate to teleport myself home, and then thinking that the ground that was rushing up at me sure looked hard.

* * *

I'm not sure how long I was out. My next memory was of being curled up in a soft bed, and hearing someone speaking in quiet tones in the background. When I began to wake up, I was so comfortable in the bed I was resting in that it took a few minutes before I remembered what had happened. With a start, I sat up in the bed, and looked around to see where I was, while at the same time wondering why I was even alive. Jerking erect like that turned out to be a terrible idea. I just about blacked out before I fell back into the bed with a moan. When the stars quit swimming before my eyes, I noticed that the light blanket that had been covering me had fallen away, and I looked down at my chest. Where I expected to see bandages, I instead found four faint scar lines that were all that remained to show me where Kalindra had sliced me open.

"Well, I'll be damned ..."

At the sound of my voice, I heard a quiet exclamation on the other side of the room. When I looked up, I saw another Velan staring back at me. It didn't look like Kalindra, but I didn't have my glasses on, and had trouble telling. What ever was going on, I needed to see it clearly, and a quick search of the area by the bed turned up my glasses sitting on a small table next to me. As I put them on, I also noticed that my clothes were laying folded on the table also. "Huh?" With a quick lift of the blanket, I found that I was stark naked underneath it.

"Jesus Christ," and I pulled the blanket down quickly. That got me another huff from the other side of the room. When I looked up this time, I could tell it wasn't Kalindra sitting there. The fur contained a fair amount of gray, especially around the muzzle. I almost started to ask how I had gotten here, when I realized that whomever it was sitting there would not understand. The thought that followed that one brought all my anger flooding back.

Without moving or saying anything, I checked my mental shields and found they were down. They must have failed completely when I fallen unconscious, and now I snapped them back into place. I didn't know what had gone on while I was out, and I was sure I didn't want to stick around to ask. The person watching me had not shown any signs of noticing my shields going up, so I hoped I had a few minutes to get myself together before making a break for it.

I started looking around the room in what I hoped was taken as simple curiosity. While I looked, I figured my chances of being able to grab my clothes before I left. From the way I was being watched though, taking the time to move and grab them didn't feel safe. The speed that Kalindra had shown in attacking me wasn't something I wanted to see demonstrated a second time.

"Humph" Ok, so I'd spend a moment or two standing naked in front of the gate while I got it open. I'd rather my pride was wounded than my hide. My curiosity though had not gone unobserved. With a quiet groan, my jailer slowly stood up and walked over to the one door in the room. With one eye on me, whoever it was opened the door just enough to poke her head through, and call out to someone outside.

Ok, this looked like my only chance. I lay back in the bed with what I hoped was taken for exhaustion, but the whole time my mind was focusing on the image of the gate. I had to get out of here, get back home, and destroy the damned thing. I wasn't sure what was going on here, and I didn't want to know at this point. The belief that my mind had probably been sifted through while I was unconscious, and that Kalindra was both a Mage and violent enough to open me up like a ripe tomato, made it imperative that I seal Earth away from further contact. Try as I might though, I could not get a clear image of the meadow and the gate focused in my mind. I had taken too long anyway. As I felt a nudge against my shields, I looked up, and found Kalindra staring back at me from the doorway.

With my shields up I knew she couldn't understand me, but I wasn't going to give up without a fight this time. "So, I suppose I have you to thank for this?" I slowly sat up in the bed, and ran my hand across my chest, fingering the scars that I would have for the rest of my life. "What's next on the agenda, vivisection?" and I felt one more nudge against my shields. When I felt it, I looked her right in the eyes, and smiled with my teeth visible. I really hoped to hell that the stories I'd read had been right. I wanted her to know she was in for a fight this time. The reaction I got was nothing like what I expected. The pressure against my shields vanished, and she turned and said something to my jailer, who left the room and closed the door. Then she folded her legs beneath her, and sat down on the floor facing my bed.

"Listen please before leave."

Huh? It had been slurred, and the accent was all wrong, but I'd understood the words. When I didn't reply, and as I watched, she took what looked like a small notebook out of a pocket, and looked at something written on it.

"Please listen explain?"

As I continued to watch, she replaced the notebook, and then bowed her head, and sat there in front of me. I didn't know what to do now, and my confusion just pushed my anxiety higher. I couldn't get a clear image of the gate to teleport myself out of here, I hadn't taken the time to memorize the area. That meant that the only way home was through the door behind her. Whether I'd be able to find my way back to the meadow after that was another question. A bigger question was just what the hell was going on here? First she had tried to kill me, then had apparently healed me. Now Kalindra was doing a fine job of confusing the hell out of me.

For the rest of my life I'll never be sure why I did what I did next. I had no reason to trust her, and even less for staying around. She obviously wanted to explain something to me, but I was going to dictate the method. This time I extended the probe, and ran head on into her shields. I didn't push, I just made her aware that I wanted in. The look on her face as she felt my probe was unreadable, and I just waited. She made one more feather light attempt at my shields, then shivered lightly as she lowered hers.

What I found shocked the hell out of me. Kalindra was scared silly. Scared that I'd leave, scared that I might try to kill her in revenge, scared of what she'd done to me, scared for her people, scared because she was the best hope for them in spite of her age ... And at the heart of all that fear I found a young women doing her best with what was available, even as she felt like hiding in a corner until things were over and done with.

It was the strangest moment of my life. I was angry about everything that had happened, and at the same time felt like holding Kalindra in my arms, while protecting her from her problems. Confusing didn't even begin to describe the feeling. Instead, I dropped my shields a little, and spoke aloud. "Ok, I'm listening." Because my shields were still part way up, I could feel her test them, as she once again began to use me as a living translation machine.

"I am sorry for attacking you, I am unable to explain how it was even possible. You came here to help us, and my actions have brought dishonor to my name, and to my world. All I ask is that you listen to my explanation, before you leave to return to your own world."

She still wasn’t looking at me. She just sat there with her head down, and stumbled over the words she was speaking. I had to give her credit, she was going to a lot of effort to avoid using telepathy. Whatever it cost her, she seemed to understand that I would not tolerate her digging around in my mind. "Go ahead." Now she looked up at me, and it looked to me like she was trying to keep from crying.

"When you first arrived here, I touched your mind to find out what you meant to do. When it became clear that you did not have the skill to translate my speech, I felt I had no other choice than to translate yours. I did not mean to frighten you, and am ashamed at my actions when you wanted to leave."

I fingered the scars on my chest. "Yeah, you sure found a good way of keeping me from going anyplace."

"Please understand! When I saw that gate open, and you step through, I felt, for the first time, that I really had a chance of saving my people. I believed that anyone who could do such a thing would have the power to save our world from destruction. When you tried to leave, I panicked! Even that, though, does not excuse my actions. Attacking another being is almost unknown on my world. That I could do so makes me doubt my own sanity."

Now there was no doubt she was crying, and I sat there and watched. I'm not sure why, but someplace in my heart I started to forgive her, and wonder just what I had stumbled upon. I was just starting to get out of the bed, when I remembered what I wasn't wearing at the moment. She may not have been human, but she was female as far as my mind was concerned, and I felt myself blushing. "Ok, I accept your explanation. Could you please leave while I get dressed?"

"Very well, I will arrange for someone to show you the way back to where your gate is. I am sorry for everything that has happened. If I get the chance, I will try to find a way to correct my mistake."

Shit, I was starting to feel guilty, and I was the one who had almost been killed! "Just let me get dressed, and we can talk some more about this. I think I can wait a little while before leaving. After all, I still have someone to thank for saving my life." I sure hoped that this wasn't all an act on her part. If it was, she knew all the right strings to pull. As I waited for her to leave, she looked at me, and I could see a change in her eyes. Then as I lay there watching, her ears rose up and began to quiver, and her whole body seemed to unwind, like a coiled spring that had been released. I would not have been the least surprised if she had begun to glow.

"You will stay?"

"For awhile at least. Now will you kindly get out of here so I can get dressed! It's bad enough that someone undressed me. I don't need the whole world watching me put my clothes back on."

Kalindra got a sheepish look on her face and now it was her turn to be embarrassed again. "We had to remove them while we were healing you. They also needed to be cleaned. You did bleed all over them, and I'm afraid I ruined your shirt."

"That's ok, I've got plenty more where that one came from."

"I did replace it with one I hope will fit you. It is there with the rest of your clothes, and I hope you like it!" If anyone had asked me, I'd have sworn she really did hope I liked her gift. Though I had no clue why she found it so important.

"Well if you don't get out of here, I'm never going to get a chance to find out!" With a quick glance my direction, Kalindra leapt to her feet, and ducked out the door, closing it behind her. As it turned out, the shirt did indeed fit. I just wasn't sure I wanted to be seen in public wearing it. Its maker had to have been insane, as it put the loudest Hawaiian shirt I had ever seen to shame. The damned thing was almost fluorescent!

When I was ready, I opened the door enough to peek out into the hallway. Standing a few feet away, I could see both Kalindra, and the person I had assumed was my jailer. As soon as they spotted me watching them, they both came over to the doorway.

"You said you wanted to thank the person who had saved your life. I would like to introduce you to the healer who did the job. Her name is Wythdantis, and she is the best healer on the planet."

At the sound of her name, Wythdantis said something to Kalindra, and I heard my name in the reply. "She wants me to warn you to take it easy for a few days. She was able to heal the damage I did, but dared not attempt to try to restore the blood you lost."

"Please tell her for me that I am thankful for her aid, and hope not to need her services in the future."

Kalindra turned and passed on my message. I heard Wythdantis reply with the huff that I believed was Velan laughter, and then mutter something. "She says you are welcome and hopes that you learn how to deal with easily excitable children in the future. She might not always be available to clean up after them."

I couldn't help snickering to myself, while Kalindra was bowing her head to avoid looking at either of us. "Tell, her I'll try and ask her if she thinks a good spanking would help teach that child better manners." I sure hoped that translated, and I chuckled at the expression on Kalindra's face as she passed my message on. With another laugh, Wythdantis turned and left us standing there. Kalindra looked fit to be tied, and I started laughing out loud myself. "Don't bother to translate her reply, I think I understood just fine."

Wythdantis returned a few moments later with a large glass of some kind of juice, and stood there glaring at me until I drank every last drop. She believed it was safe enough for me to drink, and it was supposed to help restore the blood volume I'd lost. If I started feeling worse though, I was to see her immediately. Before she left, she made a point of telling Kalindra something that had to do with me, and I figured Kal had just been told what would happen to her if I came down 'sick' again. The emotional feedback I was feeling said that it was far from an idle threat, which just brought up another question that had been bothering me. While I had at least some small telepathic ability, I was about as empathic as your average rock. The fact that I kept receiving flashes of what Kalindra was feeling had me at least mildly worried, but it was a ways down the list of the things on my mind at the moment.

"Are all healers that, uh, feisty?" I asked, as I watched Wythdantis leave.

"The good ones, yes," whispered Kalindra. "The very best are those who can channel the feelings we have about our children, towards their patients. You do nothing that might make a healer angry with you, if you value your pelt."

Something about watching Wythdantis walking caught my interest, as she glided down the hallway towards what looked like a stairwell at the far end. Then it hit me, and I made a low "Hummm..." to myself, as I bounced on my toes, and compared my feet to hers.

"Why do you find our legs so interesting?" Kalindra asked me, when I looked up, and saw her watching me.

"Curiosity," I told her, as I tried standing on my toes for a moment. "Your people don't bounce when they walk, they glide."

"Bounce?"

"Yeah, watch the top of my head as I walk," and I took about ten steps down the hallway. "Did you see my head bounce up and down as I walked? It's because of the way my legs work. Yours allow for more extension, and you don't bounce, you glide."

She thought about it, and watched as I walked back to stand beside her. "Do you often notice things like this about the world around you?"

"Sometimes, it's the engineer in me that likes knowing how things work. It drives Kimi crazy when I keep asking her why, when she's trying to teach me something."

"I will try to remember that. Now though, we have something important to do, so please follow me," and she headed towards the stairwell, where Wythdantis had disappeared. I followed Kalindra, as we, began ascending a wide spiral walkway that gently sloped upwards. Maybe Velan's felt more comfortable about heights if they were below ground instead of above it, because it quickly became obvious that we were underground. Looking behind me at the walkway, I also noticed that it was designed to never allow a direct view downward of more than about ten feet.

"How many levels are there to this place?" I asked, as I tried to look upward through the core of the walkway.

"Three below ground" answered Kalindra , guessing at what I was trying to do. "The rooms we use for meetings are on the second. Do you have a problem with being underground?"

"No, I'm fine. Just curious about where we were headed."

We stepped off the walkway at the second level, and after Kalindra stopped in front of one of the doors, she turned to face me. "I'm going to introduce you to the other three people who are helping me. I have to warn you that they might be a little more excitable than I am."

The scars on my chest were beginning to itch, and I started to scratch them through my new glow-in-the-dark shirt. "Yeah, right." I looked down at my chest. "Just what do you mean by excitable, and should I be ready to defend myself this time?" The expression she gave me didn't do much to ease my growing anxiety. "Look, if there are things about your customs or social relations that I might violate without knowing, you better tell me about them now. However sorry you might be about it now, you did attack me, and I don't intend to be caught off guard a second time."

I could sense her confusion, as she tried to make sense of what I'd said. I was talking about some fairly vague concepts, and restricting her to only reading the parts of my mind that dealt with language was hampering things. "Could you explain that to me better?"

"Ok, try this. If I say something wrong without knowing it, or stare at them when I'm not supposed to, and they take offense, I'm not going to sit there, and get sliced open again. Are you willing to take that chance, do you want to be responsible for keeping me alive if something goes wrong, what do you want to do?" I hoped she understood me, as I watched her work through it, and then I felt her confusion change to resolve.

"I believe you should be safe, but I am forced to admit that I might be wrong. If you are attacked, you may respond as you feel necessary." Then she looked me over once from top to bottom. "Although I believe though that you would not do well against my race if actually attacked. You do not seem to have very effective natural defenses."

"You let me worry about that. Never underestimate the abilities of an engineer or a Mage. If something happens again, I will help you clean the walls when I'm finished."

"Clean the walls?"

"Of the remains of the person who attacks me."

I don't think she believed me, but that was her problem, not mine. As she turned and opened the door, I could hear several people inside the room talking. When we entered the room, the conversation died. As we took our places at the table, one of them called out what I thought was a greeting. Since everyone except Kalindra was now watching me with great interest, I of course took the opportunity to make my first mistake. I'd tried to pull one of the chairs out from the table and then wait to help Kalindra into her seat. What I got instead was a quick lesson in just how strong the average Velan was. "What the hell is this thing made of?" I asked, trying to slide it instead of lifting it.

"Stone, of course," answered Kalindra, and she lifted the chair with ease.

"So much for being a gentleman around you" I muttered to myself.

Looking foolish turned out to be the least of my worries. The conversation started up again, or rather, an argument resumed. I was fairly sure it concerned me, because I kept hearing Kalindra mention my name, and I could clearly feel her frustration returning. Great, that was just what I needed now, a whole room full of angry Velan's with nice sharp claws. Given the tone of the conversation I was hearing, and the glances that one of the more vocal ones kept giving me, I was seriously considering leaving, when Kalindra snarled something that silenced the lot of them.

The five of us sat there in the suddenly silent room, and stared at each other. I felt like a bug under a microscope. Finally, Kalindra turned to me as if nothing was wrong, even though she was broadcasting her frustration like a small blast furnace, and started introducing me to the people we were sitting with. The first one she introduced me to had been quiet during the argument, and I detected more than a little respect in her voice as she told me his name. If age generated respect amongst Velans, this guy probably got anything he wanted, as his pelt was almost solid gray. The other two were a little harder to figure out though. They looked to be a little older then Kalindra, but I didn't have much to base my guess on. One thing that I was sure of was that neither of them were happy about my being there, with the way their ears were laying flat against their skulls. Of course, it was just a guess, but it seemed a pretty safe bet., If they had been smiling, I suspect I'd have turned and bolted right then and there.

"Excuse me, are these people part of your family?" I asked when the introductions were over.

"Why do you ask?"

"You all have names that sound alike. I mean Kalindra, Falindra ne Ven, Benindra and Masindra. It sounds like a family relation to me."

"I'm sorry, I should have explained. One of the things that I found odd about your own name is that you had two, yet were un-mated" How she knew that, I didn't want to think about at the moment. "My people only have one personal name, and the last part of that name is gained when that person chooses what they will do with their life. The suffix 'indra' means Mage in our language. Only when we are mated do we acquire our second name."

"Ok, that explains the names. I assume that 'dantis' means healer, then?" It also meant that only one of the four people sitting with me had a family. If nothing else, it was one thing that Terran and Velan Mages had in common. We all usually ended up living out our lives being alone and lonely.

"Yes, that is correct."

"Hummmm.... No, I don't think Brianindra works as a name." As I had toyed with the ending of my name, one of the two younger Velan's looked up at me, and I heard a soft growl.

"Uh, no. That won't work, and it is also part of the problem. Benindra does not believe that you really are a Mage, and thinks that you may be an artificial construct of mine instead. They are afraid that I am just trying to give them something to believe in, in order to distract them.

"Is that what the argument I heard was about? So what was decided?"

Kalindra turned to face the group, and snarled a short sentence in their direction. If anything, their ears lay flatter afterwards. "They want proof that you are indeed a Mage. They refuse to take my word for it."

Oh great, this just kept getting better all the time. "Ok, just how do they expect me to prove it?" Kalindra didn't answer me, so I just sat there looking stupid, and feeling just a tad pissed about her word being questioned. I wasn't sure why I felt that way either, which just added to my discomfort. The whole matter became academic when Kal said something to Ben, which caused him to jump to his feet, and snarl something in reply. With everything that had been running through my mind, including Kal's comment about my not looking very formidable, I reacted without even thinking about what I was doing.

The first time I'd shown this trick to Kimi, she'd had a fit about my perverting her teachings, and creating weapons. Hell, I'd thought it was just another tool, but she'd been right about the weapon part. It took a few seconds to start the spell in motion, and Ben was still yelling at Kal, when the Magelight I'd created flared into life next to my head. He had just noticed something was going on, when I managed to focus my concentration enough to warp the normally spherical light into a cylinder, and began to pump energy into it. About the time he turned to look at me, the energy density reached the flash point, and with a loud <crack>, the laser hovering beside me ignited.

I had no intention of hurting him, I'd meant it as a demonstration, and a warning. The rock chips that exploded from the wall behind him, though, hadn't been listening, and I saw him wince, as he yelled, and ducked below the edge of the table. From the sounds I heard around me, everyone else at the table reacted about the same. It took about five seconds for the smoke cloud created by the vaporized rock to clear enough to let me see him crouching below the other side of the table. While I'd let the energy level decrease to just below the lasing point, my little toy still pulsed brilliant blue, as I let my anger take over.

"Who the hell are you to question either me, or your ArchMage?" I yelled, even though he was completely unable to understand me. "Let's get something straight right now. I answered Kalindra's call because it is part of my nature to help people in trouble. In fact, it's a big reason for my being what I am on the world I come from. Since I've gotten here I've been attacked, confined, humiliated, and now made fun of by the people I came here to help." As Kalindra started to translate, I began to see reactions around me. Falindra got what seemed to be a look of curiosity on his face, as he kept looking from me, to the hole I'd put in the wall, then to the laser floating beside me. On the other hand, Benindra began to growl softly again.

"Before we go any further I'm going to make something real clear. I'm a Mage! Not a clown, a construct, or a fucking target! I may not have the natural weapons that your race is born with, but I'm am more than capable of defending myself." Releasing control of laser, I let it vanish, and tried not to show how much the effort to create it had cost me. About the time Ben and Mas were peeking back above the edge of the table, I fell back into my chair, and dared them to argue with me. "You started this by demanding proof of who and what I was. Next time, I suggest you believe Kalindra when she tells you something."

Falindra had sat through the whole scene, almost without flinching a whisker. "So tell me, are all your meetings this much fun?" Kalindra didn't translate, but I think he caught the feeling behind my words. With a soft laugh, he looked over at Benindra scrambling back into his chair, and said something I didn't understand. I wasn't sure just what I had proved, but I somehow felt better about being here.

I was starting to shake lightly, as I strained to slide my chair back so I could rest my feet on the table. I'd pushed myself way to hard with that little demonstration, and exhaustion, combined with my reaction to doing something that insane, was setting in. "So, will somebody PLEASE tell me just what the hell the problem is?" I asked, trying to stop shaking.

Falindra watched me for a moment, then seemed to come to a decision, and began talking. After a few seconds of staring at me herself, Kalindra began to translate for me. Or at least she tried to, but it quickly became obvious that she was having trouble finding the right words again.

"How much do you know about things that fall from the clouds?"

Ok, they wanted to get serious. I dropped my feet from the table, and pulled my chair up close where I could rest my head on my arm. Benindra was still watching me like he was trying to decide whether to join the conversation, or take a swipe at me. Whether or not I had just made an enemy, only time would tell. For now, I was going to assume that he would place the welfare of his race above any desire he might have for my head. All things considered though, I'd deal with that when, and if, he tried anything. Until then, I looked over at Falindra, and tried to figure out what he meant.

"What do you mean by 'things'? Are you talking about rain, birds, meteors, thread, or something else?" Kalindra was trying her best to translate for me, but she was working under a handicap. I had blocked off all access to my memory, and she was forced to guess at what word stood for what concept. Without my memory to match the two together, she could handle simple conversation, and make a good guess at things that generated an emotional response, but everything else was beyond her. As much as I hated the idea, I was going to have to let her work her talent unimpaired, if we were to get anywhere.

Right in the middle of a sentence, I held up my hand and cut off Falindra. I looked over at Kal, and making sure she detected it, I dropped my mental shields. *Ok, I don't see any other way. Scan for what you need, and I would appreciate it if you would please try to keep your friends out of my mind.*

I hoped she knew just what this was costing me. Kalindra had not been the first to invite herself into my mind unasked. Kimi had also found out the hard way that I was more than a little afraid of somebody screwing around in the heart of what made me unique. With a familiar tickle in the back of my mind, I felt Kalindra extend her probes so that she could match concept to word. After a short exchange with Falindra, we began again.

"How familiar are you with asteroids?"

"Our solar system has a belt of them that orbit between the fourth and fifth planets of our system. Why?"

"Has your planet ever been hit by one?"

I felt a chill run down my back. I had a horrible feeling I knew now what the problem was. "Yes, though there has not been a confirmed impact within our recorded history. There are quite a number of geologic features on my world that could only have produced by impact craters. Also," and I was watching for their reaction as Kalindra translated, "one of the reasons that there have been no impacts in more recent times is because it is the duty of the Mages of my world to prevent such things." Bingo, as Kalindra translated that last bit, the ears of all four of them stood straight up, and they stared at me as if I'd just grown an extra head or something. Now Kalindra herself interrupted, and began to question me.

"Then please tell us how you prevent such things!" For a moment she paused as if working out something. "Six months ago, one of our astronomers discovered an object that was approaching our world. As it got closer, his measurements showed him that it was going to pass very close to our world. To be safe, he notified me, and I took a closer look. Since that time, it has been determined that instead of very close, it is going to hit my world almost straight on."

I looked around at the people sitting around the table with me, and forgave them almost everything that had happened. I had never had to deal with the threat of death before, but I expected that if the time ever came, I might tend to question everything around me, too. "Ok, how big is this thing, and how much time do you have?"

For an answer, the four of them cleared off the surface of the table, and began to weave some kind of spell. It took me a moment to figure out what they were doing, but it became obvious when the area above the center of the table was replaced with some kind of hologram. What I found myself looking at was a large chunk of rock slowly tumbling in space. "Do you have a way to compare it to something? I have nothing to compare it against to judge its size."

Masindra broke from her trance, and began to chant something. Next to the image of the asteroid, a much smaller image of a Velan appeared, and then began to shrink. As it got smaller, a second figure joined it, then another and another. I was beginning to count to myself, when Masindra made it easier for me. Each group of eight was replaced with a single mark along the bottom of the hologram. When the figures finally stopped appearing, I did a rough calculation, and gave a low whistle. I might be a little off, but that damned thing was at least a mile and a half across.

I looked over at Kalindra, who was now watching me as I thought. "You aren't going to make this easy, are you?" I asked rhetorically, and then, feeling suddenly weary, "How long before it gets here?"

She said something to Falindra, and the image began to shift its point of view. When it stopped, I was looking from above and behind the asteroid at a head on view of a small planet in the distance. "Our best guess puts it about three weeks away."

"I think I've seen enough, you can shut that thing off now." With a silent pop, the hologram dissolved in front of me. "Well, I'm not sure what to tell you. The private history of the Mages of my world makes it clear that one of our tasks it to watch for, and eliminate, threats to our world like this. Call it our charter if you will. Unfortunately, it only contains one record of having to actually deal with something like this. The rest is all theory about how to detect these things so early that a simple nudge is enough to make them miss our world." I thought about the size and distance I'd just been shown, and felt sick in the pit of my stomach. "The problem is that the asteroid in question was nowhere near the size of the one you just showed me."

"How did your people deal with it?"

"Actually, only two people ever knew it was there. Remember what I told you about magic being a secret on my world?" Kalindra signaled that she did. "This happened over a thousand years ago, and the people at the time were even more afraid of magic then they are now. What the ArchMage of that time did was to deflect what turned out to be a small fragment of a comet, using the telekinetic ability of her partner and herself. Since then, the thing has periodically passed by several times, and each time it does the current ArchMage and his or her companions push it a little further out of our way. But this thing coming towards you is way beyond something like that."

The feeling of despair as I finished talking was so overwhelming, I could almost see it hanging in the air. "Then my world is truly doomed. We too have been trying to deflect our asteroid using what you call telekinesis. The call you heard and answered was my nightly attempt at gathering any of the people of my world who have even the least talent for that particular skill. While we have managed to affect its path, it will not be near enough to force it to pass us by. You were my last and best hope."

I reached out, and laid my hand on her arm. It felt as if I was touching a cat, and I started to stroke her arm without realizing it, as she looked up at me. I looked first at her, then at the others around the table. "Don't give up just yet. We have three weeks to figure out how to either deflect or destroy this damned thing. I would have thought that you would at least know enough about me by now to realize that I don't give up without a fight."

The smile behind her reply was almost enough to make me forget how tired I was feeling at the moment. "You will not be leaving? I expected you to go home when I told you what the problem was."

"Not a chance. I came here to help, and help I will. You have a lot to learn about me," and I looked around the table again. "And I expect I have even more to learn from you. But the first and most important lesson is that most humans seldom give up without a fight. I have no idea at the moment what I can do, but count me in for this little battle."

Across the table, Benindra stared my straight in the eyes and made a short comment. "He wants to know if you will be so brave three weeks from now," came Kalindra's translation. I thought about it for a moment, before I answered him. Just how willing was I to place my life on the line for a race that I'd just met?

"Kal, I honestly don't know. I came here to help if I could, but I also have a duty to my own world. From what you've told me, the people sitting around this table are the best Mage's your world has to offer, but they are not the only ones available. I'm one of only three people who could help defend my own world, against what you are facing here, or any of a number of other things that get classified as external threats to my world. I can't say that I'm willing to sacrifice myself, and leave my own world that much less defended." As I talked, Falindra had started to chuckle.

"Please don't call me that," said Kalindra without even trying to mask her embarrassment.

"Huh, what did I say?"