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    The Powers of Grayskull

    Chapter 1

    It is a terrible night, dark and stormy. Lightning crackles, thunder rolls. Adam is asleep, but it is a troubled sleep. He tosses, turns, and moans as if plagued by a bad dream, which indeed he is.

    There is a tremendous thunder clap. A dark figure is silhouetted by a shimmering dimensional gate. In his right arm is a weapon, extended out. In his left arm is a baby, crying.

    “You may have defeated us but you will never see this child again!” With a cruel laugh, the figure fires his weapon and steps into the dimensional gate which swiftly closes and disappears.

    There is another tremendous thunder clap. “No!” Adam jerks up in his bed, a cry on his lips.

    He awakens before the beam lances him, the laughter of the figure still echoing eerily in his mind in the stillness of his bed chamber.

    Adam shakes his head, shaking off the nightmare. “A nightmare. Nothing but a—”

    “Adam? Adam, you must come to Castle Grayskull immediately, it’s very important!” The Sorceress interrupts his thought, telepathically.

    “I’ll be there right away!”

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    Chapter 2

    Adam and Cringer stand before the Sorceress in the throne room of Castle Grayskull.

    “The past and present, your dream and destiny, are more intertwined than you know. It is time you discover how.”

    The Sorceress points her staff at the Mystic Mirror and Adam’s reflection whirls and dissolves to reveal . . .

    Gray. He looks concerned. The harness of his dual sword is empty. There are battle sounds in the distance. “When my sword was lost in battle with the Snake Men, I had hoped it was a sign that a time of peace was upon us.”

    “Sadly, that time has not yet come,” says Zilora.

    Ollo continues, “Even now, the forces of evil are clashing—”

    “—One will emerge victorious and then the true battle for Eternia will be upon us,” Tamusk concludes.

    “Though I yearn for nothing more than an Eternia free of bloodshed, if battle I must, then battle I shall,” Gray says resolutely.

    Something is flying overhead. Gray and the others look to the sky and urgently raise their guard. Tamusk aims his magic club. Gray suddenly recognizes what is approaching and calls out, “Sharella!”

    A Turbodactyl lands and a woman dismounts. She approaches Gray and the others. “Hordak has put off his attack but attack he will.”

    Gray shakes his head. “And so there will be more bloodshed. If only there was another way—”

    Sharella puts her hand on Gray’s shoulder. “If there was, you would have found it. Never was there a heart as good and honorable as yours, my pupil.”

    Gray looks at Eldor intently. “I must act, you must help me.”

    Eldor pauses. “If you choose this path, there is no turning back, and you may perish.”

    “And if I do nothing, then all of Eternia will perish,” Gray responds.

    Eldor nods with sad resignation. “Go then and find Orokle the Great. He alone can give you the knowledge you seek. It is deep in the Tar Swamps that you will find him, far beyond the reach of my magic.”

    “Then let it be done.” Gray dramatically mounts his Bionatops, which roars up and races from the Hall of Wisdom. As Gray gallops away, he pauses to look around, as he heads for the adjacent Tar Swamps, perhaps for a meeting with destiny.
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    Chapter 3

    Gray gallops through the dappled light, leaves and trees, and prehistoric creatures of the ever-darkening, thickening woods of the Tar Swamp. He gallops further into the darkness, passed dark gnarled trees, and then he sees it; a gleaming gold pyramid in the clearing.

    A large Eternian moon shines down from above as Gray dismounts and approaches the pyramid, calling out reverently, “Oh, Great Orokle, I seek your help.”

    The walls of the pyramid open and a Trollan with a long flowing beard and spectacles zips out: Orokle the Great.

    He flies over and hovers near Gray. “That’s what I’m here for!”

    Gray is taken aback. “You are the Great Orokle? But—”

    Orokle looks over to the pyramid and shrugs. “That? Just for show. Impresses the Loo-Kee-loos. So what can I do ya for?”

    Gray is about to tell him when Orokle holds up a hand. “Oh, wait, don’t tell me—” He narrows his eyes shrewdly as he circles around Gray. “The evil Hordak threatens to destroy your village! Am I right?”

    Gray nods. “Yes, but I fear—”

    Orokle holds up a hand and interrupts again, “—You fear you won’t have the power to defeat him. And I know just what you need.”

    Gray is surprised. “You can give me this power?”

    Orokle eyes Gray meaningfully. “Me? No. You must find it yourself. But I am warning you, it is a long journey and it will not be easy.”

    “I would do anything to protect Eternia. Even give up my life if it was necessary,” Gray states solemnly.

    Orokle is a bit uneasy. “Yes, well—listen close.”

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