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The Prophesy Tower. Chapter 74. The Penultimate Chapter. Write a Novel Challenge 2020.
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The Prophesy Tower. Chapter 74. The Penultimate Chapter. Write a Novel Challenge 2020.

by Anya ProkopSeptember 23, 2020

Freya collapsed, blood spewing from her mouth. Isla turned, feeling faint.

“Seriously, Isla? You were an assassin: you should know how to handle blood,” Neina scolded her. “Freya is dying; how do we save her?”

Isla recovered herself and knelt by Freya. “Do you have any bandages?”

Neina shook her head, cradling Ryder’s head in her lap as Isla, quickly, ripped Freya’s jacket into strips and motioned to Neina to wrap them around his wound.

“We need to hurry. Freya is our priority right now. We have to get to the Mors World before it’s too late,” Isla reminded Neina.

“Alright Isla, but where are Charlotte and Frankie? They should be in the Tower. We can leave Ryder with them, and get through the portals to shut them.”

Just as they were about to move, Charlotte and Frankie came into sight, sprinting toward them.

“The coast is clear now: the builders have left,” Charlotte breathlessly puffed. “Have you found Freya?” she asked, having not yet noticed the two barely-breathing, bloodied bodies on the floor behind Isla and Neina.

Frankie motioned to her, pointing to them.

Charlotte, true to her character, kept her nerve, asking Neina matter-of-factly, “What can we do?”

Neina, ever so grateful for Charlotte’s perseverance, told them to stay with Ryder, while she and Isla took Freya through the portals. Hugging Charlotte and Frankie goodbye, she hooked one of her arms through Freya’s, whilst Isla did the same with her other arm. They trudged to the portal, and Neina turned at the last second to glance at Ryder, before they were whisked away, back to the Mors World.

“How are we going to revive Freya?” Neina asked, warily glancing at their desolate surroundings.

“The sword!” Isla exclaimed. “Remember how holding the stone made my mother defeat the Queen? The sword has the Stone of Gregasos, which was mined from the same ore as the Stone of Arazeth. It has similar properties so it could give Freya some powers…?”

“I think you may be right,” Neina agreed. “It can’t do much harm to her, can it?” They carefully placed the sword in her hand and….

… Nothing.

“Did we do something wro-…? Before Isla could finish, there was a mighty explosion of light, as Freya floated up, holding the sword above her head.

Squinting at her, Neina called out, “Freya! I’m sorry for everything that I said to you before. I have always valued you and our friendship. But now, we need your help. The Mors World needs you. Without a queen, the people in the Mors World can do whatever they want. In order to save both worlds, we need to destroy the portals. We can’t leave the Mors without a ruler. So will you, Freya, become the ruler of the Mors World?”

Freya’s disembodied voice suddenly solidified with new found strength, her eyes glistening with the thought of actually being wanted, of being important, for once in her life. But then her face hardened.

“Why now?” she shouted at Neina. “I worked with Janus to keep you safe, and now you want to repay me by making me the queen of some hellish world?”

“No!” screamed Isla, desperately. “It doesn’t have to be this way. When I lived here, it was a paradise. It can be whatever you want it to be. It only became the way it is now because Queen Orla chose an evil path. Trust me: it can be beautiful; it really can be whatever you want to make it. But please, make your choice quickly. There are millions… BILLIONS of people who will die if you don’t decide.”

Freya looked at Neina, gazing into her eyes. She thought back to the times when she had been happy, genuinely happy, and sorely wished she could feel that way again. She looked around her and, instead of seeing something hellish, now saw something that she could transform, would transform, into an extraordinary and beautiful new world for her people, her subjects.

“You are more right than you will ever know. I will, must, become queen.”

Neina let out a sigh of relief, as Freya floated down back to the ground and Isla brought the crown of the Mors World to Freya. She crowned Freya ‘Queen’, and told her to recall all of the beings from the Mors World that were now on Earth.  Freya closed her eyes and concentrated.

All of these people, now under my power. I must never become what Queen Orla was: a dictator. I must put things right.

As Freya concentrated, she felt thousands of electrical connections firing through her brain as she connected with her people. She saw history and the future, days and nights, each rolling into each other at ever greater sped. She heard  a million voices and recalled conversations and events as if she herself had been there. She felt hope and happiness just as she felt loss and despair – the whole gamut of her peoples thoughts, memories – and the possibilities of their future, cascaded through her, giving her the wisdom that comes from beyond the limitations of a single lifetime. In that split second, Freya became one with her people; their past, present and future. Freya became Queen just as her people felt her presence amongst and within them.

Her people felt something they had long forgotten … hope.

~

Charlotte and Frankie glanced back at the beings from the Mors World. They were being sucked back into the portals. Ryder was now in an ambulance, on his way to the hospital. The medics had said that he would be alright.

“What are those Mors people doing?” Charlotte asked Frankie.

“I’m assuming that means that Neina, Isla, and Freya got the job done,” he replied.

“How will we know to shut the portals on this end?”

“When they’re back.” Frankie checked his watch. “They don’t have much time left. Neina and Isla better hurry.”

~

 

As Neina, Isla, and Freya hurried to get to the portals, they saw people running away from them. And with them were the four men in white protective suits. The boys were nowhere to be found.

When they got to the portals, they found that their way blocked by beings who were clearly armed – and not friendly.

“Alright, you’re up Freya,” Neina whispered, nudging Freya forward.

“Hey! You all have to move over. We must close the barrier if we want to save our world and the human world,” Freya called, her voice shocking Neina with its new found authority and certainty of purpose.

Freya has become something extraordinary …. 

“How about NO. All these two want is to save their world. The Mors World is overpopulated, there aren’t enough resources to share, not enough food to go around,” one of the armed men in the middle said.

“It’s time for a change. And I don’t mean this cowardly, pathetic being,” another said, gesturing to Freya. “We need a strong leader, someone who can deliver us from this hell. Someone like …. him.”

A tall figure stepped forward.

“Janus?!” Isla and Neina gasped simultaneously in surprise.

“I’m the god of two-faces, right?”

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About The Author
Anya Prokop
Anya Prokop is fifteen years old, American and a student in Year 10 at Safa Community School in Dubai. Miss Prokop writes: "It has been a real privilege and an honour to be able to take part in an amazing opportunity like this. I have enjoyed following Neina’s journey through the good times - and the bad times. Writing the penultimate chapter of a novel has been a daunting task, and I hope that I have been able to set up a satisfying ending for our characters. I want to thank my English teacher for giving me this opportunity, and also one of my other teachers and my friends for convincing me to be bold and go with my gut instinct. I really hope you have enjoyed reading this as much as I have writing it. I wish the next, and last, author the best of luck in writing the final chapter of this groundbreaking novel."

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