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    by , 10-08-2010 at 04:18 PM (473 Views)
    I was with Ominae Yu at this archelogical dig site. We were moving to the back of the room, where a man was trying to access a power core of some kind. We passed a room full of mirrors, a room full of chests, and another room I don't remember too well. Upon reaching the back, however, the man we'd been trying to stop turned around and flashed us a wicked grin.

    "You can change it all, Ominae," He said, moving his hand, "Everything. Cosmos. Your mother and father. It can all go to the way it was supposed to be. This place has the power to change time. Events. History itself."

    A mirror began to flash with Ominae's memories, to the most significant parts in his life. He stared at it, and eventually his eyes got all blank and he reached forward. I wasn't sure if he was possessed or hypnotized or whatever, but I rushed forward and latched onto him.

    "Don't! Ominae, if you change the past, there's no telling what could happen! It could make things worse."

    The man got angry at me, strode forward, and knocked me away from him. Ominae reached forward again to touch the mirror, but this time I screamed.

    "OMINAE!"

    That seemed to snap him out of it somewhat, because he paused, and the mirror started to crack. The man growled and rounded on me angrily, but not before I scrambled up to my feet and tried to run. He didn't chase me, but instead looked to Ominae - and Ominae did.

    I raced back through the rooms, trying to stay a foot ahead of my Spriggan bodyguard. Eventually I made it to the room with the chests, and I hid as Ominae went about tearing through them. Something in my pocket vibrated, and I reached down to find Ominae's communicator. It was Jean.

    "Jean, Ominae's gone all crazy and I can't stop him."

    Jean might have said something, but I don't know what. In the next second Ominae was there, flipping over my cover and grabbing me around the waist. I dropped the communicator and struggled against him. He started to pull me back to the room where the man was waiting, and I just knew that the reunion was not going to be a pleasant one.

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