know…everything. Are they actually thinking of using such a thing? Did they successfully build it, or were they just looking into it?”
“They at least had sketches and parts,” James replied. “But she didn’t have confirmation of its existence.”
“They can’t use it,” Catherine said, shaking her head. “It’s too dangerous.”
“They might have no choice. They might think the end is upon us all.”
“The end is always upon us,” she said. “And yet, we find a way to delay or abolish it altogether. This time machine, if it exists? That will be the end. They are creating the end.”
“Yeah, well who’s going to stop them?”
“We are,” Catherine said boldly.
James said nothing. He didn’t want to think about what that kind of venture may entail.
Chapter 3 – A Slice of Heaven
Bastion and Lily waved bye as they watched Chloe and Kyran disappear over the horizon. A strange sensation came over him as they turned around to head back to town. It was a feeling of finality—of good-bye.
It shouldn’t be. They were going after James and Catherine, and he was sure that they wouldn’t kill each other. There was too much history and love there, bonded together by their adventures and victories. He envied them a little, for he feels that he had to face too much alone. He was thankful that he had Lily though. At least she understood what he had gone through. He didn’t want to take that for granted.
He took her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers. She looked up at him in surprise and he gave her a warm smile. He could see her eyes light up at that.
“What’s got you in such a mood?” she asked.
“I’m just ready for a night on the town with my lady,” he said, bringing her hand up to his lips and giving it a tender kiss. “If you’ll have me.”
“You’re starting to scare me,” she said nervously.
“I think I’m starting to realize just how good I’ve got it,” he said, swinging their held hands back and forth as they walked toward the Delilah center. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed this, but I mope too much.”
“I haven’t,” she giggled. “You? A moper?”
“I’ve been thinking a lot about you lately,” he said, glancing at her. “And how you love me, even when you already know everything about me…and yet, I know so little about you. It’s like I’m constantly lost in my thoughts when I’m not thinking about what you want.”
“I’m pretty happy,” she said, casting her gaze to the ground. “I want you to be happy though. I know you’re not most of the time. You’re not sure what to think, but I have noticed a change since we’ve been in Delilah, funny enough.”
“I know,” he laughed. “The one place that I should hate. Who’d have thought?”
“I think it’s because the people aren’t what we thought they were. It’s like you can’t truly what a person’s motivations are until you live with him.”
“I know,” he said, waving to a Delilah woman passing by. She actually smiled his way and he beamed in response. “I’m glad that they don’t hate me for altering their way of life.”
“It’s because they know it’s all about to go in their favor,” Lily said.
“What do you mean?”
“The Delilah are nice people, but they’re most friendly when situations seem to fall in their direction. They know that they can swoop in and pick up the spoils once Cimmerian and Paragon wipe each other out.”
“And you’re okay with that?”
“I guess so,” she said. “I mean, after the war is over, won’t we all be Delilah? And would that be so bad? I don’t care for the way they exert themselves over others, but think about it, we would all be treated equally, and we would start focusing on innovation and improving our ways of life instead of over land and power. If that’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that the Delilah don’t want to be in control because of how it feels. They just want to see the world become