As Victoria stood on the brow of the hill she was overwhelmed at the sight which played before her. Thousands upon thousands of people were gathered in this one place. People as far as the eyes could see. She had heard of Woodstock from Carson. He'd gone to it. She would have come thirty years ago, but back then it wasn't her forte.

*Well, here I am. Might as well enjoy it.*

*Enjoy* Nyx smiled. *Peace. Make love, not war* the DarkOne spoke mockingly.

*Let's get something straight, this is my body. What I say goes. Peace. Susanne is right. There's no need to start anything.*

*Oh, little miss innocent. You've got a darkside. If you hadn't you would have stayed in that Skelling where Methos left you. But you didn't. You continued with the Game*

*You're not real*

*That's right. I'm not. Do you talk ot yourself often, Vic? That's a sure sign of insanity. This little galla is supposed to keep you in touch with your inner self, ne? All I'm asking is that you accept who you are. ALL of you. Once you do, the power is yours. You can feel it now... the little bit you're allowing yourself to taste? Why take it all? What are you afraid of?*

What was she afraid of? Herself. The Nyx was not evil. Its power would be directed by the instrument it worked through. It was a genie in a bottle, and all she had to do was rub.

The crowd roared as one of the most anitcipated bands came on. Victoria could hardly believe her eyes.

"Roger?!?" She zoomed in on the sight. "And fringe??" *Man, those pants sure fit well*

The band played the first few bars of the intro sending the already rampant crowd wild.

She knew that if she drank of the Nyx's elixer the doors to new worlds would be open. New possibilities. Power.

Victoria took hold of the amulet and pressed it ot her chest. *I am reborn* She could feel them... all of them were here. Susanne's plan had worked. Celly and the others were somehwere in the crowd... now all that was left was to wait.

To be continued..................