The Shannara Chronicles

If I don't make it...

There's something I want you to know, Allanon.

I wish that when you rode into Shady Vale all those years ago,

I wish that I had pointed you in the opposite direction.

That was not a choice for you nor I to make.

I did not choose Shea's destiny for him.

Or Wil's for that matter.

Their destinies chose them even before they were born.

So this is mine.

My destiny.

Some are born for sacrifice.

To hell with you, Allanon!

All you have ever brought my family

is misery and heartbreak.

I pray that you're not the last thing I see before I leave this world.

You're not from Barkroot?

And this...

This thing is what brought you here?

It brought us to you.

So that you could help us find something. Something very important.

He's telling you the truth.

That I'm some sort of "Shannara?"

That is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard.

Shea, you come from a chosen line.

I'm a nobody. A farm hand.

You're the furthest thing from a nobody.

You save the Four Lands.

I do?

Which is why the Mord Wraiths are chasing you.

A month from now the Warlock Lord will declare war.

But you fight back. You don't let 'em win.

I'm sorry. Wrong guy.

There's a darkness coming and you have to be ready for it.

You sound like my brother, Flick.

The Four Lands is about to face a great evil

- and you are the one who stands up... - Stop!

- Shea... - I can't defend anything.

I can't even defend myself.

Or my love for Heady...

I'm not this "Shannara" guy that you're looking for

and I am most definitely not a hero.

I get it.

I said the exact same thing when the time came for me to...

I don't believe any of this.

When you were little there was a summer

when the crops failed and food was scarce.

You found a rabbit in your mother's snare.

It was enough to make a stew to feed your family, but,

you couldn't stop looking in its eyes.

And so you made sure nobody was around

and then you set it free.

I've never told anyone that.

Not yet, you haven't.

The Four Lands is going to depend on you

and now the future does, too.

I need your help.

Someone's life depends on it.

And what if I'm not ready?

I asked a Druid the same question once.

But I've learned that fate waits for no man.

When? A Druid?

I'm gonna let that part be a surprise.

The wraiths will come back for him.

Shea, you were meant for bigger things than this farm.

But if the Mord Wraiths are already looking for you, you aren't safe.

We need to get you into hiding.

And what if they do find me?

What is it that they want?

They want you dead.

You're sure you want to do this?

Go through with this marriage?

My mother wants to take control of Arborlon.

The only way to stop her is to make her believe

she's getting what she wants.

Once our kingdoms have joined,

Tamlin will have no choice but to back you.

To back us.

And together

we can defeat the Crimson and bring peace to The Four Lands.

What about Eretria?

To choose a marriage of convenience over love.

This is the only way to make sure that she's safe.

Lyria, if we do this we have to be friends and partners.

No secrets. No lies.

Agreed.

You have my word.

Our people come first.

So what do you say?

I say you're gonna make one hell of a queen.

The Warlock Lord's power was once unmatched.

If he is reborn,

then he will use anything within his reach to reclaim that power.

I would never help him. You know that!

You might not be able to resist.

So you're saying that I'm doomed to be his puppet?

I'm saying

that your power makes you an integral part of what is going to unfold.

Be that as a vessel of darkness or a protector of all that is good.

What can I do?

Get prepared for what's to come.

The greatest battle you'll face is within you.

You could end up being all that stands

between the Warlock Lord and Heaven's Well.

If he corrupts the Well,

then Human,

Elf, Gnome, all living things

will be consumed by darkness.

At least we don't have to swim in this time.

You've been here before?

It's a perfect hiding spot.

Is there anywhere in here where you might have hidden something?

You mean the thing you're looking for?

Are you gonna tell me what it is?

It's a skull.

A skull?

I don't know anything about any skull.

We're running out of time. My uncle won't last much longer.

We know the skull is hidden somewhere in Shady Vale, right?

I mean, why else would the time portal have brought us here?

We just need to keep following the clues.

Except the only clue we found so far is...

I told you. I don't know anything about a skull.

Please. Try and remember.

It's a matter of life and death.

Has anyone unusual, anyone at all, come through Shady Vale lately?

Other than you two? Not a soul.

Anything out of the ordinary?

Look, I want to help you. I do, but I have to go.

I have to meet Heady at the Solstice Festival.

You can't, it's too dangerous.

But we've entered a scarecrow in the competition.

We've been working on it together for months.

Scarecrow competition?

You really need to rethink your seduction techniques.

That'll teach you to mess with Wil Ohmsford.

We need to check the scarecrow.

You think a future

him went all the way back in time to hide the skull in a scarecrow?

So far that's the only hunch I have.

Hey. You.

Wait here, we'll be back.

No. I'm coming with you. Heady's heart is set on winning

- and if we don't go... - You can't go!

I have to go, if we don't win this...

You do win, okay?

You win the damn competition

and Heady tells her father that she's in love with you.

I've heard the story my whole life.

How could you know that?

And what do you mean, your whole life? Who are you?

I'm your son.

Make sure the Elven Ambassador is situated at the front.

This wedding will be the first to bring our people together

and no one can appear to be slighted.

The bride and groom.

To what do I owe the pleasure of your presence?

Diplomatic relations.

The time has come to eradicate the Crimson,

and General Riga, once and for all.

We'd like your support.

Of course.

Consider my weapons stores at your full disposal.

We need a brigade of Leah soldiers as well.

It's "we" now? My, how things have changed.

Your Majesty.

It appears the East Wing of the palace

was breached last night by the Crimson.

They tunneled in with explosives and broke out the prisoner, Valcaa.

Ten of our men were killed.

Consider three brigades at your service, King Ander.

Thank you, Your Highness.

Or, should I call you "Mother"?

"Your Highness" will suffice.

It's time to end this.

Bring me Garet Jax.

None of these are the one.

Are you sure?

Positive. I'd know it anywhere.

Have either of you seen Shea? The judging is about to start.

Uh, sorry. No, we haven't.

Wait, Heady, I could've sworn I saw another scarecrow out here earlier.

It had a green vest, wooden buttons.

The Ohmsford Scarecrow.

It's out in the south field just beyond the pond.

- Thank you. - Bye.

If they don't make it back,

we're both gonna die in here. You know that, right?

The longer we stay, the weaker we get.

It's kind of poetic really.

You know, if I'm being honest,

you're the closest thing I've ever had to a father.

How tragic is that?

And what about the Warlock Lord?

Do you think he has the answers you seek?

He will betray you.

It's not too late, Bandon.

You're yet to cross the threshold into darkness.

You can still be saved.

By who? You?

I'll take my chances with the Warlock Lord.