Titans of Chaos

Your sirens? They'd just smite you if I turned you back on. Wait. I think I can do something..."

Vanity said, "Leader! Tell him to do something about the tidal wave! This ship sails indream-waters!"

"Leader, what about me... ?" I asked. "Can't I get my powers back on... ?"

Quentin said, "Who else is in the boat?"

The demon Phobetor said in Colin's voice, "How the hell do I know? I cannot see the boat, I canonly see the dreams of the women in it."

Quentin said, "I was not talking to you."

A chilling voice spoke out of midair. "Maenads who kill; dryads who will not; Amazons of ironwill; sirens whose songs fill strange nonrealms of other-space, unimagined, un-shaped worlds thecreation hath forgot. Master, I break faith with thee, and cry woe! Your vengeance shall not fallon me, for thy doom rides in that bark also."

There was a rustling in the air, and Quentin's robes flew and flapped in a breeze that was notthere. Then the hems of his garments fell, and the air was still.

"Great," muttered Quentin.

Phobetor said, "What the hell was that?"

"A rat deserting a sinking ship."

Vanity: "Are we in trouble?"

Quentin: "Big trouble."

Phobetor: "Dream-storm looming up, Leader. Suggest we go below, or batten hatches, orsomething-"

"Leader!" I said loudly, "I saw the dream-plane earlier form a bubble or blister and explode intoEarth's continuum. That may be the same effect that is happening now. A spell. Your paradigm."

Quentin said, "But I don't know how to stop an unknown influence-"

"Listen, Leader! Victor can stop it, I'll bet. If he can get fixed in time."

The cell phone said in a dim, tinny voice: "And get an energy supply of sufficient magnitude."

I said, "If you will tell Bambi-head here to turn my powers back on, maybe I can fix Victor, or atleast see what's wrong..."

"Do it," said Quentin to Phobetor.

The demon-prince rolled his fiery eyes. "Um, Leader, there are still sirens in the area-"

"Risk it."

Phobetor looked at me. The green sparks that served him for eyes shrank into smaller dots,contracting. "I-I am not sure what to do. How do I make her stupid paradigm turn on?"

Quentin spoke, his voice quiet and forceful: "Do you love her? Have faith in her. Put energy inher. Believe in her vision, even if you do not understand it. Become like glass, and let the feelingsshe inspires in you flow through you and enter her."

Vanity gave out a yelp of fear. "The waters! The waters!"