"Nibiru, My Name Is"
©2013
by
Jordan S. Bassior
No, it isn’t.
“Nibiru” is what it wants to do to your world. And trust me, you wouldn’t like that..
My name?
Names have power, and I don’t want my power at your call.
No offense. I’m sure that you’re a nice enough human, when something isn’t trying to use you. But I don’t want you to have my power at your call.
This form tells me that she doesn’t mind if you know her name. You can’t control her with it, so I suppose that’s all right. You couldn’t have controlled her even before I expanded her mind, and now she’s at least the mental equal of one of your kind.
You may call us “Nova.”
The Entity? I know Its name, but I won’t tell you. I especially don’t want you calling on Its power.
Oh, I know that you think it would be useful. They all do. But that’s because It wants you to think It would serve you. It wouldn’t. It might pretend to, for a while, until It manipulated you into doing exactly what It wanted, and then It would devour you.
Give up your quest. I know you want to use It against the Unspeakable, but It would only use you. There are other ways of defeating your foe.
No, you couldn’t contain It. You think you could because It wants you to think you could.
Your friends think they could because this is why … It’s done this before.
It’s escaped before.
It didn’t destroy the world because my … you call us the Elder Gods … because Our traps are subtler than you think, and sometimes, we can even turn back time so that things can unhappen.
But there’s a cost. To the souls of those it touched.
There’s a rich man here in Crystal Cove who winces in pain every time he sees a snake, and he doesn’t remember why. There’s a brilliant young woman who startles every time she hears a string of fireworks. And nobody in town will eat calamari, and only one will keep a parrot, and the parrot himself is more than a little bit crazy.
Some things can’t be forgotten, even if we turn back time so they never happened. So don’t ever let them happen again.
The Unspeakable?
I know that humans can defeat Him. They’ve done so before. And as I said, Our traps are subtle, and ready to be primed by the right mortals.
How?
I can’t tell you, directly. It’s against the Rules.
I’m sorry that it has to be a mystery. A mystery … yes, that’s your answer.
Go to Miskatonic University, in Arkham, Massachusetts. There are five mortals there: four young humans, and a very special dog. They can help you. Ask Professor Ellison … he knows them. I'm sure they'll help you. They like to meddle.
And …
… Give the dog my love.
Oh, you’ll know which dog.
He’s unforgettable.
He’s unforgettable.
END.
All the characters of "Scooby-Doo," in all its incarnations, including the Scooby gang, the Nibiru Entity, Nova (both dog and Elder Goddess), Ricky Owens, Marcie "Hot Dog Water" Fleach, and Professor Pericles, are the property of Hanna-Barbera Inc, as is this version of the real-life science-fiction writer Harlan Ellison. My thanks to H. P. Lovecraft for creating the Cthulhu Mythos, and Eddy C. Bertin for writing "Darkness, My Name Is" © 1976, which of course inspired this fan fiction.
