THIS IS A PROLGUE/ TEASER TO A FIC I HAVE IN THE WORKS DEPENDING ON THE RESPEONSE I GET ON THIS IT MAY OR MAY NOT GET WRITTEN LET ME KNOW IT'S FATE LIES IN YOUR HANDS LUV ELSPETH
THE PROPHECEY
WHEN THE BLOOD MOON HANGS FAT IN WINTERS SKY, RAGNAROCK COMES SANITY DIES, AN ANGELS HEART WILL HOLD THE KEY, CELESTIA'S SOUL ONCE MORE SET FREE, FOR HE WHO CONTROLS THE CHILDREN OF DEATH, SHALL WIN THE WARS BUT NO TIMES LEFT, THE DRAGONS TAKE THE FINAL SIDE, FOUR GREAT KINGDOMS UNIFIED, RAGNAROCK, RAGNAROCK, HERE AT LAST, OUR FINAL BATTLE HAS COME TO PASS."
February 14th
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Now is the winter of our discontent, this has become a battle cry in the streets tonight as the blood moon rises to it's apex. The eve of night is here the humans feel it, the prophecy echoes in their ears, turning their mortal blood to ice. War, that is what comes, the last great battle, hell and heaven, light and dark, good and evil with earth as the prize. And I am to play centre stage, me, daughter of the underworld, Shinigami's sister, the princess of death. I am mentioned by name in that prophecy. The dragons have yet to choose a side their prince preferring to wait, bide his time, see in which direction the tide will go, but once wufei decides the lines will be drawn. My father seeks hell on earth and myself and my brother serve to create that in what ever way he wishes, of course for Duo the task is easy, he has the power as first born, the power of shinigami the destroyer, to him go the title, scythe and. talents that befit that role. He can have it, I don't want it too much work, I prefer to watch him kill rather than actually do the killing, but that option is no longer open to me I have a task to do for father, a mission if you will.
Soon they will fall from heaven, the three chosen ones, the best the opposition has to offer, the angel of light, the angel of suffering, and last the angel of war.
Ahhh yes he is my mission, I must destroy Heero the angel of war, their leader before he can begin to fight, he is too dangerous to be left alone. Father asked me specifically to do it as my wayward twin is still away terrorising the nobles to our side, he has skills in that field that I lack they either join or have the alternative of what was it…oh yes " meeting their maker" only with duo the meeting could take days of agony before he actually lets you die
I fail to see what the prophecy meant though, I've read the scroll many times. "An angels heart shall be the key, he who controls the children of death, shall hold earth in their hands, " surely father holds us, Doesn't he? We are the children of the underworld who else could control us, and why is father so scared of this angel? No matter he will be dead soon. The moon is full now, it's red light bathing the raped landscape in a delicious bloody glow. That is the sign for the prophecy to begin, the time of eternal night is at hand, and even now I can see the star that signals the angles decent from my window. I must leave and greet the angel of war, let his blood soak into the earth he came to win, his scream will act as a call to war for the dragons, let them see that the time for waiting has passed they must join us or die miserably as the humans will. The land will burn; the sea will be as blood, the air will echo with the voices of the damned, our kingdom on earth. It will be glorious.
Celestia Maxwell February 14th.
THE PROPHECEY
WHEN THE BLOOD MOON HANGS FAT IN WINTERS SKY, RAGNAROCK COMES SANITY DIES, AN ANGELS HEART WILL HOLD THE KEY, CELESTIA'S SOUL ONCE MORE SET FREE, FOR HE WHO CONTROLS THE CHILDREN OF DEATH, SHALL WIN THE WARS BUT NO TIMES LEFT, THE DRAGONS TAKE THE FINAL SIDE, FOUR GREAT KINGDOMS UNIFIED, RAGNAROCK, RAGNAROCK, HERE AT LAST, OUR FINAL BATTLE HAS COME TO PASS."
February 14th
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Now is the winter of our discontent, this has become a battle cry in the streets tonight as the blood moon rises to it's apex. The eve of night is here the humans feel it, the prophecy echoes in their ears, turning their mortal blood to ice. War, that is what comes, the last great battle, hell and heaven, light and dark, good and evil with earth as the prize. And I am to play centre stage, me, daughter of the underworld, Shinigami's sister, the princess of death. I am mentioned by name in that prophecy. The dragons have yet to choose a side their prince preferring to wait, bide his time, see in which direction the tide will go, but once wufei decides the lines will be drawn. My father seeks hell on earth and myself and my brother serve to create that in what ever way he wishes, of course for Duo the task is easy, he has the power as first born, the power of shinigami the destroyer, to him go the title, scythe and. talents that befit that role. He can have it, I don't want it too much work, I prefer to watch him kill rather than actually do the killing, but that option is no longer open to me I have a task to do for father, a mission if you will.
Soon they will fall from heaven, the three chosen ones, the best the opposition has to offer, the angel of light, the angel of suffering, and last the angel of war.
Ahhh yes he is my mission, I must destroy Heero the angel of war, their leader before he can begin to fight, he is too dangerous to be left alone. Father asked me specifically to do it as my wayward twin is still away terrorising the nobles to our side, he has skills in that field that I lack they either join or have the alternative of what was it…oh yes " meeting their maker" only with duo the meeting could take days of agony before he actually lets you die
I fail to see what the prophecy meant though, I've read the scroll many times. "An angels heart shall be the key, he who controls the children of death, shall hold earth in their hands, " surely father holds us, Doesn't he? We are the children of the underworld who else could control us, and why is father so scared of this angel? No matter he will be dead soon. The moon is full now, it's red light bathing the raped landscape in a delicious bloody glow. That is the sign for the prophecy to begin, the time of eternal night is at hand, and even now I can see the star that signals the angles decent from my window. I must leave and greet the angel of war, let his blood soak into the earth he came to win, his scream will act as a call to war for the dragons, let them see that the time for waiting has passed they must join us or die miserably as the humans will. The land will burn; the sea will be as blood, the air will echo with the voices of the damned, our kingdom on earth. It will be glorious.
Celestia Maxwell February 14th.