Chapter 8

Legacy

“But, Eli, for the love of God, even you must acknowledge we need these people!” Simeon exclaimed, waving his hands irritably.

“Need them .. yes, but not at any price,” Eli replied, his voice hot with the passion of his biased beliefs. “You saw how many they are – and that is just here! There are many more of them outside, in the world. We all witnessed what they can do. If we want this to be an equal partnership, we must have an element of control or they will end up controlling us. Do we want that?”

“No, but it won’t happen!” Elias protested.

“Really – and what serious progress has your house made in the last decade?” Eli inquired. “The Legacy has grown in that time, moved from towns to cities and established new houses in other cities in other lands. But your house, Elias, what has it done? Where has it gone?” Eli smiled sadly. “I do not disparage your efforts at building a bridge with the white haired people, nor do I doubt they have done much to assist you. However, you have done little else, and nothing on your own that I can see. The assistance they have given has kept you on a narrow path and one they have chosen for you. It does not seem equal to me.”

Elias shook his head, not in disagreement with Eli’s words but in admiration at the way Eli had twisted the truth to suit his own purpose. He complimented then showed it in a bad light. He gave with one hand and snatched it away again with the other.

“All I ask is that we insist upon an element of control,” Eli concluded, directing his remarks to the chamber. “And the reason I ask this is to protect the Legacy, to safeguard all the work we have done to make it what it is. They have steadfastly refused to join us. So be it. If we are to work alongside them, we must have a guarantee that we will not be forced to join them, even in some minor capacity.”

Heads were nodding thoughtfully. Brows were creased in contemplation of the immediate, and distant, future.

“Eli .. the white haired people would not ask that,” Elias argued. “Not of us, not of any man. Not even in a minor capacity could we join them.”

“Why is that?” Eli asked.

“Because they only target evil.”

“And, so, they would narrow our remit. Reduce our options and restrict our horizons.”

“It isn’t like that. And, anyway, they are family units. The only way any of us could join them is to join thru marriage. Only then would we become privy to all their secrets.”

Eli hesitated at this. “So .. what you are telling us is that, even after ten years, there are secrets you do not know. They keep things from you, even though you are considered to be their friend and there is a mutual cooperation pact in place.”

Elias felt his shoulders sag under a terrible burden and he wondered what he could say to make them all understand.

“And, knowing this, you still say they are worthy of trust.”

“Yes, I do say that.”

Eli shrugged sadly. “I wish I had your faith, Elias.”

Elias got to his feet yet again. “You talk a very clever argument, Eli. You take the truth and you show the reverse side of it. Jacob and his people have been open with me and those of my house. They have not once prevented us from doing something we felt we must although they disagreed with it. They simply did not become involved. They do have secrets – their name, for example. But the truth is not that they will not tell me but rather they say they cannot tell me because it is secret. It is something they cannot share outside their community, and they are open in telling me that. The Legacy, by contrast, keeps secrets from its own people. Precepts are privy to information which, they are told, they may not pass on to the members in their houses. To be blunt with you – all of you – the white haired people do not want or need us. They will continue to do what they have done for two thousand years, with us or without us. We are a nuisance to them. An irritation. But we are also a terribly dangerous threat and so, to avoid damning themselves by our stupidity, they will cooperate with us. We stand to gain a great deal by working alongside them. They gain a margin of safety which, for most of their existence, they already had. Eli,” Elias concluded, “you make it sound as if it must be one or other of us who takes control and we must do it now, at the start, so we can avoid misunderstandings in the future. That isn’t what I want, it isn’t what Jacob wants, and that’s because it isn’t necessary. The shadows you see are in your own imagination.”

“But that is exactly why I am saying this,” Eli defended. “To avoid misunderstanding in the future. I believe it is necessary.”

“I’ve worked with Jacob for ten years. We talk with each other, share relevant information, and decide what to do – what we can do alone and what we can do together. Actually,” Elias admitted, “what we do together is very little and it is incredibly rare that we mount joint operations. We don’t interfere with their work, they don’t interfere with ours .. and that, in all honesty, is what we want this conclave to agree to on a Legacy wide scale.”

“I have the deciding vote – ” Eli began.

“I agree with Elias,” Simeon interrupted. “It seems to be an eminently reasonable, workable solution. We are already subject to many rules, Eli. Do we want more of those?”

“It’s a fair comment,” another Precept said. “If all we’re being asked to do is establish a line over which neither party crosses .. I don’t see the harm in it.”

Eli felt the ground shifting beneath him. Elias was a worthy opponent and he had spoken well. “Yes, that’s true but – ”

“I don’t believe there can be a deciding vote,” someone else said. “It’s clear the majority are in favor of learning to work more closely with the white haired people.”

Eli gritted his teeth. “I will not surrender any of our rights.”

“We have not said you are no longer our leader. We just feel .. there is a degree of envy twisting your impartiality. You see them as a direct threat to your authority, even if it will never materialize. That is your problem to deal with, Eli, not ours. Elias speaks from a position of strength because he has ten years of experience. Let us vote freely, and, Eli, you will vote as Precept of the Athens house and not as leader of the Legacy. Are we agreed on that?”

“I disagree, most strongly!” Eli shouted.

“Be cautious,” Simeon warned. “Our next vote could be to replace you as leader.”

“Vote then,” Eli snapped.

“All those in favor … ”

Hands rose. Some didn’t, but most did.

“Those against … ”

A scattering of hands went up.

“The matter is carried. Those Precepts who feel unable to agree do not have to work with the white haired people but, as it is now Legacy procedure not to interfere in their operations, you must not hamper them or get in their way. Is that understood?”

Elias turned to Isaac. “Go find Jacob. Tell him the news, ask him to return. Then we will begin the formalizing of a treaty.”

Isaac nodded but leaned closer. “Congratulations, Elias. You’ve done a good thing today.”

*****

Isaac was gone a long time and came back only to report failure. “I’ve looked everywhere and I can’t find them.”

“Maybe they have already abandoned us as a hopeless cause,” Simeon commented. “They could already be dispersing back to their homes.”

“Look beyond the town,” Elias urged. “You know they favor open spaces.”

Isaac nodded and hurried out again.

“Perhaps this is a better measure of them,” Eli remarked sourly. “At the first obstacle, they give up and leave. And you have chosen to have them as friends.”

“You don’t consider it’s because you were so coldly hostile to them?” Simeon asked in reply.

“Jacob wouldn’t just go without saying anything,” Elias added. “These people .. are truly good people. They .. it’s difficult to explain. They see the world in black and white and gray. The white and gray areas, they ignore. The black is what they fight. The gray .. they leave to us. Jacob said before that there are some aspects of our work which disturb them and they cannot become involved in them. He means the gray and that is what we debate the most. Things which are obviously evil, we leave to them. Demons, devils, the practitioners of foul magic. Artifacts .. we work together to determine their true nature. If they are so tainted with evil that they have become deadly, Jacob will see to their destruction. Otherwise, he leaves it to us to decide what to do. It is a true cooperation we have with them.”

“And you have enjoyed this for a decade,” one Precept marveled.

Elias smiled quickly. “At first .. it wasn’t easy. They’d been used to complete freedom for a very long time, and then we arrived in their world. But we were committed to .. trying to understand. Yes, we had arguments, often quite fierce arguments. Sometimes, whole weeks would go by when we refused to talk to them or they refused to talk to us. You will face the same situations, I warn you, but they can be overcome. You will fight mostly over the gray areas. Often, they will try to persuade you to leave it alone – be firm if you feel you have the right. They won’t stop you doing whatever you must but, until they learn more about you, it may cause a frosty tension. Explain your reasons until they understand. And, sometimes, the argument will be because you say it is something the Legacy must deal with but they say it is for them to destroy. Those arguments will come very close to driving a wedge between you and them. If it looks like that will happen, my advice is to explain your reasons and then offer to have them work with you. If it turns nasty, let them destroy it. If it doesn’t, do your work but keep them close. They are true friends and, eventually, they will come to respect you and trust you. As for those Precepts who voted against .. I hope you will, one day, feel you can attempt the effort. You won’t regret it.”

“It sounds an interesting challenge,” Simeon commented.

“You will certainly find it so and immensely worthwhile,” Elias agreed. “The Legacy is my whole life and I have never regretted joining yet my life is richer for knowing Jacob and his people. It is a comfort to me knowing he or his son or daughter will stand beside me, or even in front of me, in any battle I face. I am grateful that you too will now have that peace of mind.”

Isaac returned and Jacob came with him.

“Welcome back,” Eli said and Jacob nodded at him. “It has been made clear to me that my views are .. not impartial enough for me to sit here as leader of the Legacy. Therefore, I will sit among my fellow Precepts and speak only as Precept of the Athens house.”

He rose and rather deliberately walked to the benches where a space was made for him.

“Jacob, we have agreed to cooperate. It is now Legacy procedure that no member of any house will obstruct your people in their operations,” Elias began.

“Provided you know it is us,” Jacob remarked. “We will identify ourselves if there is dispute.”

“Now we want to formalize the treaty. Will you speak on behalf of the white haired people?”

“Those present with me here today have said that I may. However, if it is contentious, I reserve the right to consult with my people to learn their views before we decide.”

“That is acceptable to us,” Simeon nodded. “Very well then. Who shall begin?”

*****

They talked until sunset. It was a slow process, debating the fine details of who would do what in any situation. Jacob and his people listened to long discussions amongst the Legacy Precepts as they thrashed out the exact responsibilities of a Legacy house before Jacob, finally, said yes to the proposal. So far, they were still dealing with what Elias called ‘the black’, and so it was easy enough for Jacob to agree. It was what they would have done anyway.

At sunset, they adjourned for the day and separated to their lodgings. Elias felt elated as well as exhausted. He ate supper and immediately went to his bed, leaving Isaac to entertain the others.

“I apologize for the dryness of it all,” Isaac said. “We had it easier. We .. debated when we had to and learned as we went along. But, in that, Elias is .. different from the other Precepts. He is intuitive, he senses what is right. The others .. well, they’re happy with rules and getting it in writing so there can be no misunderstanding in the future.”

Daniel grunted. “Another difference between us.”

“I know you have rules,” Isaac grinned. “Aren’t they written anywhere?”

“Like the tablets handed to Moses?” Daniel queried. “No. I think they are written somewhere but we have them burned into the heart and soul. There are very few rules, Isaac, so they’re easy to remember. What is written down is all the peripheral activity. The how. What works on some but doesn’t on others, and what works on the others. The .. method and technique. How to recognize the differences. Getting it wrong .. is something we just don’t do.” He sighed. “I should be feeling satisfied that we’ve finally gotten round to this. It was my idea, after all.”

“It was?”

Daniel nodded. “The day Enoch was killed. You know, I can still see that day. I still remember his face, the way he looked at me. That night, I said to the Elder .. is there no way we can learn to work with these people? And here we are, fifteen years later, hammering out the details of exactly that.”

“But you’re not satisfied?”

Daniel wrinkled his nose. “Yes, I am and, no, not really. So far, it’s been easy enough for all that it’s been dry. It’s all been about you. If so and so happens, the Legacy house in question will do such and such, and hand it over to us to deal with. Yes, I’m happy with that. It’s the rest. It’s the part where the line becomes indistinct. It’s the .. peripheral activity.”

“When the discussion moves to about you.”

Daniel nodded. “You know we can do a lot more than what’s been demonstrated and you and Elias have to be commended for saying nothing. Somewhere down this path, questions will be asked. We have to decide whether to answer. And .. demands will be made that, if we agree to them, puts us under an obligation to serve the Legacy, and I’m not sure I’d be happy about that.”

“In what way?” Isaac frowned. “A treaty of cooperation doesn’t mean servitude.”

“It’ll go beyond cooperation,” Daniel replied. “It’ll go into the area of active assistance. You know it will – we’ve done it, you and me.”

Isaac blinked. “You mean .. that time you came with me as a .. a shield?” Daniel nodded slowly. “But that was a favor. I suspected something might happen and I asked you to come along as a favor. You agreed. Nothing did happen but .. I was grateful you were there.”

“A favor, yes, one I was happy to grant. If it stays at that, I don’t believe any of us would refuse. But this is a treaty and they’re writing it down, Isaac. It won’t be a favor in the future, it’ll be an obligation.” Daniel glanced round. “You know I’m right. We’re good at what we do. Your people will ask.”

Isaac didn’t know what to say. “I’ll warn Elias,” he breathed.

*****

The next morning was a continuation of the preceding afternoon but not one of the Flamefalls left the Legacy to get on with it. If there was to be trust at the end of this process, there had to be mistrust at the start. Plus this exercise was a good education. They learned a lot of the Legacy rules during the debates. And, every now and then, the Legacy men would look to Jacob who would nod and say yes.

They broke for lunch and Jacob took his people to the olive grove because it was quiet and shady. Elias, as instigator, was instantly besieged by Precepts with questions which fell outside the main debate, so Isaac was left alone.

He wandered the streets of the city of Damascus. He wasn’t hungry. He could sense a building tension in his mind and he knew it was provoked by Daniel’s words.

It could all founder on that, Isaac realized. All the friendship. All the potential could be lost because of something as small as a favor. At the time it had made so much sense. I knew the situation could be hazardous so asking Daniel to come with me as protection was right. A favor, nothing more. A one time thing. And he agreed because he is my friend and more than a friend. He is like a brother. But now the sense of it could become the rule, and a favor could become a chain of duty. It would be a freedom lost .. and it would be my fault.

He rounded a corner and saw Ruth sitting on a bench, her spine resting against a wall. Isaac halted. Her eyes were closed and he thought he should retreat, leave her in peace.

“It’s all right, Isaac. I’m not asleep,” she said with a smile.

“I’m intruding – ”

“No, you’re not. I wanted quiet, that’s true, but really what I wanted was time away from the debate. The Legacy still discusses even though they are in recess, and my people are no different. If you promise not to speak of .. what everyone else is speaking, I would welcome the company.”

Isaac sat down beside her. “I can’t promise but I can try.” He smiled quickly. “Since we began working with you, I’ve learned that a promise is a serious thing and only made about serious matters. You rarely promise anything but, when you do, you’d move Heaven and Hell to keep it. You’ve taught me to do the same. To be honest about the way things are, about my limitations.”

Ruth laughed brightly. “Then we have achieved something very good. Hopes and dreams can come true, Isaac, but only if we are realistic about them.”

He regarded her and, before he knew it, he was asking a question he’d always wanted to ask but had never had the courage.

“Where are you from, originally?”

“I was born near Beersheba,” Ruth answered.

“I meant your people, your ancestors. Jacob said they were nomads.”

She was silent for a long moment.

“If it is a secret, forget I asked,” Isaac blushed.

“No, I don’t think it is. Originally, my people came from over the sea,” she replied. “That was before. They lived on an island and, one night, so we’re told, a voice spoke to them in their sleep and told them to leave because the island was going to be destroyed. They left, taking ship and coming here. It was a test of their faith. They were rewarded. The island was destroyed. Everyone who remained was killed. So my ancestors had been in this land a long time when Moses was still in Egypt. We are not native by origin but .. we have adapted. It is an ability we have learned – to adapt, to fit in, to .. seem normal.”

“And the name of the island?” Isaac inquired.

“Some say Santorini, some say Atlantis. We just called it home. But this is my home now. And it was in this area, this region, that .. we were changed.”

Isaac knew not to question that remark so he asked instead, “A test of their faith … In what way?”

“Imagine – you are sleeping in your bed. Your life is good. Peaceful. Enlightened. Your civilization is advanced. And a voice says to you that you must leave. Your home will be destroyed. You wake and you look around, and everything is still calm, unchanged. Where is this dire threat? You have no enemies. Would you leave? Could you take only what you could carry and uproot yourself to go live in a strange land, all on the strength of a dream? And supposing you did and, for many many years, nothing happened to your home. Would you be tempted to return? Could you resist that temptation? The island did explode but it was only .. five hundred years ago? My ancestors left over two thousand years ago, Isaac. Their faith brought them here and deep into the desert, away from the coast and the terrible crushing water. Their faith saved them and rewarded them beyond measure.”

Isaac frowned. “How can you say that? It seems to me the reward is the heaviest burden to bear. Forgive me, Ruth, but I speak as I feel. I’ve seen you, and the others, live with the responsibility. Each day, each night, you put your life in peril for us. All of us. The world doesn’t thank you because the world doesn’t know.”

She smiled. “That is thanks enough. The responsibility of being what we are .. yes, it is a heavy burden but we are born to it and we train for it. We have a lot of freedom, Isaac, but you have more freedom than we do.”

“And the Legacy will want to restrict you even more,” he sighed.

“Is that so bad?” Ruth asked.

“Daniel thinks so.”

“What does he think?”

“That … You remember the day you first came to our house and Simon had an idea? That you could act as our shield? You said your father wouldn’t agree to that.”

Ruth frowned. “That was then. We knew we had to do something to end the disagreement between us, the suspicion. We had to work safely. But we knew very little about the Legacy. Ten years has taught us a lot as well. I don’t see a problem being asked to accompany the Legacy into a dangerous situation. I would agree to it.”

“Any of you would agree to being asked,” Isaac commented. “Your brother thinks it will become an obligation. That it will be mandated in writing so we could order you to do it and you will have to obey.”

“And do you recall how we argued at the start? The Legacy and my people will go thru the same birthing pains, will shed the same blood as we did. In time, any order will become a request and it will be granted without second thought.” She rose. “We should get back. Don’t worry yourself, Isaac. Whatever we go thru now will be worth it when my descendents are alive .. and this day is just distant history.”

*****

It came during the afternoon two days later. The Legacy was, by this time, edging into the gray area and Jacob was taking more time to consider his responses.

“We cannot become involved in that,” he said, more than once. “Our duty is narrow but we must have complete freedom within that to do what we are charged to do. Anything outside our duty .. we cannot touch. Do not ask us to kill something which is not evil.”

“But the vampires – ”

“The creatures – ”

“The practitioners of magic – ”

Jacob held up a hand. “The vampires who merely survive are victims, they are not evil. The creatures who kill to survive are not evil. A wolf terrorizing a village isn’t evil, it’s only surviving. Magicians who use magic to corrupt and kill, yes, those we will deal with. Magicians who kill an enemy army attacking their town are not evil. We cannot do anything to anyone who is innocent of evil.”

“Innocent?” Simeon exclaimed.

Jacob sighed. Daniel rose. “Father, may I speak?”

“Try to explain it to them,” Jacob nodded.

“You are thinking in a way common to most people,” Daniel said to the Precepts. “You say bad but you think evil. Good and bad. Right and wrong. You’ll never understand us if you think in those terms. For one thing, we’re not interested in right and wrong.”

The Precepts frowned and looked at each other.

“Look at it this way,” Daniel invited. “It’s wrong to kill, but we kill a lot. Every night and most days. It’s right to live a peaceful life, but we’re an army. So right and wrong mean nothing to us. We will do the good thing which may be either right or wrong. As for good and bad .. you don’t go far enough. There’s good, bad, and evil. We are good people, so are you but you do bad things. Would you have us kill you for that? No. We destroy only evil. Bad .. that’s your area and we can’t become involved. We kill someone or something who is only bad because you tell us to, we’ll be damned. A man who steals money to feed his family does a bad thing and he will be punished .. but not by us.”

“Then what of using your weapons as protection?” another Precept inquired. “If a crazed man came at you with a knife, would you not defend yourself?”

“Yes.”

“Then .. would you defend us as well?”

Daniel looked back at Isaac.

“As an act of friendship and goodwill,” Simeon enlarged. “If we are putting our lives in peril in an evil or merely bad situation, would you act as our shield and protect us?”

Elias stood and put a hand on Daniel’s arm. “I’m sure they would but we must ask ourselves do we need this as a clause in the agreement? We would be adding to an already considerable burden of obligation if we insist on this. Surely, we need it more .. as a right to ask this as a favor.”

“A favor can be refused, Elias,” Simeon pointed out.

“Yes, it can,” he agreed. “Our perception of what is evil and what is merely bad isn’t as defined as Jacob’s. We must allow them the freedom to assess our request and to refuse it if they feel it is warranted.”

“Jacob, are you agreeable to this amendment? The Legacy demands the right to ask for defense.”

“I am agreeable to the amendment, provided it is also written that we have the right to deny a request and that the choice will be ours to make,” Jacob replied.

The Precepts discussed this and finally nodded. “So be it.”

Daniel sat down again. “The first link in the chain about our necks has just been forged.”

*****

“I’m sorry, Jacob,” Elias repeated. “I never thought it would occur to them. Isaac warned me and I did my best to turn it.”

“I don’t see it as an insurmountable problem. This is a formalizing of the pact between your house and my people and I know Daniel has acted as a shield for Isaac. It brought them closer. So it will be for the Legacy and my people wherever they are.”

Elias nodded slowly. “Even so, it was not my intention to have you used in this way.”

“We are friends. They will learn to be friends. Friends help each other.”

“Well .. tomorrow should see the treaty signed and witnessed. This time tomorrow, we’ll all be on our way home. And I can sleep in a comfortable bed again.”

The treaty was signed early the next morning by Jacob and Eli, and witnessed by Daniel and Simeon. Eli took it with him when he left. He said he would get another copy made and sent to Elias to pass on to Jacob, but he never did.

The Legacy and the Flamefalls were officially allies and now they departed, separately, and began to make it work. It wasn’t long before the first messengers traveled south to beg advice on the problems they were having. The advice given was mostly the same – patience and goodwill, act according to your conscience. Jacob added never be tempted to cross the line, remember what you stand to lose.

A messenger did come to Elias from Athens but he didn’t bring a copy of the treaty. He brought an order which almost broke Elias’ heart.

Isaac and the others were summoned. Isaac took one look at Elias’ face and he felt the blood pool in his sandals.

“What is it?”

Elias couldn’t begin to say. He handed over the scroll and let Isaac read it for himself.

“Egypt ..?” Isaac breathed. “We are to close this house and move to Egypt?”

“It is punishment,” Elias whispered. “I worked behind his back for ten years. I instigated the treaty between us and our allies .. and now he punishes me by tearing me away from them.”

“Does Jacob know?” Micah asked quietly.

Elias shook his head. “Once .. this would have been my dearest wish, but not now. I am old. Too old to uproot and settle again.”

“Then what will we do?” Isaac asked. “Defy him?”

“We are members of the Legacy,” Elias replied, his voice stern. “We do not act independently.”

“We did, for ten years.”

“We were still the Legacy, Isaac. We still did our work. We can’t defy him, not a direct order like this.”

“Would Jacob come with us?” Jonah wondered.

“I don’t know.”

“Then we must ask him,” Isaac replied.

*****

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Jacob asked.

Elias nodded. “I spent many years in Egypt. If I were younger and did not know you, I would go. I would obey Eli. But I’m not younger, am I? Isaac will make a good Precept. He will establish a good house there.”

“I will send word to my people to expect him.”

“You have people in Egypt?” Elias asked, surprised.

“We have people in a lot of places,” Jacob smiled. “And you can live with us. Naomi and I will appreciate the company. And the children will have another grandparent.”

Isaac and the others prepared to depart. Jacob and the Flamefalls gathered to see them go. It was a sad parting of the ways. Ruth wept and Daniel looked grim but Isaac, while sad at leaving and at saying farewell to his mentor, managed a smile.

“I had a vision,” he confided. “You and me. Another conclave. A lot of shouting and red faces. We’ll meet again, Daniel. I know it. I’ve seen it.”

“And were we old men?”

“No,” Isaac replied, shaking his head. “It won’t be long. A few years, but soon. I’ll write. You haven’t heard the last of me. Visit, if you can.”

The final meeting of Elias and Isaac was held in private. Both men wept and embraced, and Isaac was given a lot of advice on how to do a good job.

“I have never married but I have come to love you as a son,” Elias said. “You have .. been an inspiration.”

Isaac embraced him again. “If I am a good Precept, it is only because I have learned from your example. Take care of yourself, Elias. Enjoy your retirement.”

“Write often,” Elias urged. “Tell me all your news. I will miss you and the others.”

“I promise,” Isaac nodded. “I must go. If I don’t go now .. I never will. At least I go knowing you are in good company.”

The trip to Gaza was done in under four weeks. The boat ride to the Nile delta and then down the Nile itself was calm, almost majestic. Isaac stared at the monumental Sphinx and the three pyramids as his little boat crept past.

At Luxor, the boat tied up and a man stepped forward to help the Legacy men ashore.

“We’ve found a house for your use. If it isn’t suitable, tell us. We’ll find something else.”

Micah angled his head slightly. “One of the white haired people?”

“We are everywhere,” the man replied, his teeth flaring white. “We were told to expect you and prepare for your arrival. I am Ankhet, this is my daughter Amunetra. Don’t worry, Legacy men. We know the treaty, we will work with you.”

Isaac smiled despite the hollow ache in his heart. A new country, a new Legacy house, a new challenge. But he already had friends here .. and, soon, he would be going home again …

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