The Lords Of Power by James Whitesell

Author:James Whitesell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: power, minnesota, lakota, sonora, anasazi, hubris, malfeasance, scales of justice, requital

Lee Two Bulls grew increasingly proud of his grandson. Here was the Two Bulls warrior he had always wanted. In his proud grandfather’s eyes here was the leader, the brave, fearless shining star that would show the way for the others. Before those sharp grandparent’s eyes Michael blossomed out like the prairie flowers outside their camp. Or, more directly to the warrior point, like a young eagle spreading his wings. He spoke in Lakota, translating when he had to, and Michael soon grasped the basics of their language--and the thoughts that went behind the language. Lee Two Bulls taught him how to talk to the spirits and to the ancestors. The old man showed him the peyote helper and the visions that came to the man who is pure, or at least sincere, in purpose. The old man taught him all he knew. Michael Two Bulls’ presence was a secret few knew about. Only the Indian man who had been a Green Beret came often, to refresh Michael’s military fighting skills and to show him new techniques and moves. The grandfather wanted no one to know of this new Two Bulls before his grandson was ready. Finally the day came when both grandfather and grandson agreed. It was time for Michael to receive his personal vision.

They first took the purifying sweat bath, then built a fire with enough wood stored nearby for the entire night. Another old man, a brother of the grandfather, came to help. When it was time, as the full moon rose over the prairie night, Michael was given the peyote in a ritual way. Then he prepared to receive his vision, the sole, personal vision that would guide him in the rest of his life.

It began with the wind seeming to caress him and whisper softly of ages long past. He listened closely and lost all sense of time.

"Hou!" Cried the grandfather suddenly. Michael looked up to see what the old man was pointing at. High in the night sky, on the northern horizon, a bright shooting star was flashing across the sky. The meteor was by far the brightest he had ever seen as it streaked with a trail of bright sparks across the star-studded dark sky. It went completely across the horizon to the south and then was gone as suddenly as it had come.

Michael returned his gaze to the fire as his grandfather and the other aged Lakota, who was Michael’s great uncle, chanted softly to themselves. It was then that Michael Two Bulls saw himself as a warrior with fire shooting from his fingertips. He tried the fire and saw that he could direct it. The faces of all those who had destroyed his life appeared in the fire. Michael raised his fingers and sent the fire at them. The faces vanished. Then a voice speaking in the ancient Dakota tongue cried out from the fire.

"A warrior must have honor. You have no honor. A warrior must recoup his lost honor by striking down those who have shamed him.

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