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were?”
     
    “I don’t know how to use them.” I admitted. “I was hoping you could teach me.”
     
    Again Scion shook his head. “All I know is that there are three other gates like these.” He thumbed a point over his shoulder to the way we had come in. “And nobody is allowed in or out.
     
    “My brothers and I used to talk about what was in them. Some legends said that it was an entire trove of Dragonstones. Others say it was the tombs of ancient Pure Bloods. Another story said it was the prison of terrible beasts meant to be unleashed during Armageddon. Those are the popular guesses. There’s about fifty.”
     
    “I’m going with World of Warcraft dungeon.”
     
    Scion ignored me and continued, “The general consensus concerning an element of truth among all the stories was that only someone with an intact Dragonstone could open a gate. And not just any gate. That person would have to be a member of whichever family was responsible for sealing that gate.”
     
    I knew where this was going. “Let me guess. This was the Thantosa gate?” 
     
    “Yes. “
     
    I thought for a moment. I thought about everything that was happening around us. I considered the coincidence of how the one guy, who had the one thing that could get my attention, happened to be in front of the one gate I could have possibly opened. Was this a small world, or a big plan?
     
    “Oh my God!” Scion blurted out with realization, “You’re a Thantosa.”
     
    “It seems more and more likely,” I huffed.
     
    He dropped to a knee and bowed before me. It’s often one imagines being worshiped by loyal minions, and as a child I had a posse of teddy bears whom I ruled with an iron fist between cookies and nap time, but this was something different. I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt with my good arm and hauled up to his feet. “Don’t ever do that again.” I warned.
     
    “But you’re a Thantosa. You come from one of the greatest Amalgam heritages to ever have lived beneath the moon.”
     
    “I am kid from Alabama.” I assured him, “I may be related to this great family, but I am anything but great, so please don’t do that again.”
     
    Scion all but shook with excitement, “You don’t understand. The things your family has done. My own family served yours back when the Infinites protected the world from the great Evil. Your forefathers built this cavern with the help of my forefathers. It was your destiny to find your way to it. If you understood the fear your family name once engendered in those who did wrong? Even the name, Scion, which I humbly carry –It’s said that in some places old magic still has to bend its will to that name, and those of darkness still flee from it. All because of what your bloodline did. Many protectors wore it in hopes that it would be true. But they were not of the Thantosa lineage, and so most never could understand its true power.”
     
    “I don’t care.” I said curtly.
     
    “You should be honored.” Scion said bluntly. “You have a legacy few could ever dream to claim.”
     
    I took a step away, because this guy was laying it on too thick, and I was starting to feel guilt. I didn’t grow up to care about lineage and heritage. I was nothing special. I was just a kid who ungratefully waited tables, and a son who shamed his own dad. Now I’ve got a teenager, with more sense of honor and duty in his left pinky than I could ever hope to have in my entire metal-ravaged body, swearing allegiance to me. I had grown up into an ungrateful prick. I felt like I deserved to be the guy splattered at the bottom of the waterfall instead that Street Viper, Feringal. If not for Largo’s interference, it very well could have been me. My attitude has always been more Viper than that of Scion’s fabled Infinites.
     
    “Let me come with you.” He said. “We could be the new Infinites of our day. We could make the world a safer place. I could help you discover who you