Chapter 9

They realized that they would never be alone again. They were bonded together and yet not complete. They felt that as well. They looked forward to the bonding with Dal Cadrolyn the keeper of wisdom.

Beverly Joy Miller stepped out of her car and up the sidewalk to the administration building. Several boys wearing blue robes and monk like haircuts were carrying signs and marching in a large circle. They were demonstrating for the acceptance of some blue god called Dal Halcyon. She laughed at the comical sight.

She was seated in the lobby waiting for her appointment with the registrar when she heard voices coming from a conference room close-by.

"Come on Mr. Fielding, you can't say no. We met a god with blue fire," the voice pleaded.

"Mr. Watson, I will not allow you to build a memorial in the middle of the student park". Mr. Fielding sounded stressed. "The Board of Trustees would never agree to honor a pagan god with a statue. This is a Christian school."

"You could at least try, they might listen to you." Bobby was almost begging now.

Mr. Fielding walked to the door with Bobby following. He turned and looked at the strangely dressed boy. The principal shook his head. "Bobby, I know this is some kind of scam. You have never been interested in anything but football and I don't believe that has changed. My patience with you and these others is growing thin."

Joy watched Bobby as he walked past her and out the door. He was wearing a long blue robe like the boys outside except with a red border around the sleeves and hem and a yellow belt. His head was shaved and he walked with an air of authority.

The principal looked at Joy, "could I help you, miss?"

"Yes, I just arrived and I need to find the registrar's office" Joy answered him.

"Walk down that hall and it's the first door on the right". Mr. Fielding pointed down the hall to her left. He then and walked away muttering to himself.

Later as she was unpacking her suitcases she found the black jewelry case her grandmother had given her just before she passed away. She remembered the moment clearly.

"Beverly, this was supposed to be your mother's, but she left as soon as you were born. I never heard from her again. I have kept it locked away for many years hoping she would return." The old woman paused as she rested. "I don't think it is valuable. However, it has been in our family for generations beyond count. My time here is short and I want to pass this to you before I die." She began coughing. "I never wore it. My mother said it focus of an old legend, but I never believed it. Here, take it, and be careful."

Her grandmother had been taken to the hospital soon after and never returned home. That was two months ago and the pain was still brutal. Joy finished unpacking, and she once again picked up the box and opened it. Inside was a necklace of white gold with a disk about the size of a quarter attached. The disk had a round black stone in the center and the edges were inlayed with yellow jewels. The beauty of it took her breath away. She picked it up and held it in the light and admired it before she put it away.

Later after a refreshing shower, she again was drawn to the box and its contents. She put the chain around her neck and the medallion fell between her breasts. She felt a surge of electricity run through her body. Red, yellow, and blue lights flashed in her mind and then it quickly faded to a mere tingle. Joy reached to remove the necklace, but she couldn't.

She thought to herself, "It is all I have from my grandmother. I will wear for a while in her memory; maybe it will ease the loneliness I feel inside."

At this same moment Jack and Marian were aware of another presence. They felt the power of their talismans increase and waves of red, yellow, and blue light flooded their collective consciousnesses. Shortly all returned to normal, but inside they knew that the Triad had been completed. The third of their kind had arrived. It was early in the evening, but all three felt strangely weary. They were soon asleep in their beds.