Authors Note: Yay I'm writing another Supernatural story, sorry it's just that Cloak and Dagger is one look at a story and I originally had this plot for it but as I finished the prologue the plot had twisted in a different direction. So here it is the original plot line I had, only slightly altered.
Story: Breathe the Weird
Author: AuroraLamia
Summary: It was forbidden, but not the Romeo and Juliet sort of forbidden, this was forbidden for a different reason all together and yet they bit into the fruit not caring about the horrors they might have released.
Prologue"Hey look it's us!" She said before squinting at the picture on the scroll before glancing up at the pictures on the wall. "And it looks like what happened last night- the night before that and basically every night you had a chance to-"
"You mean they foretold our sex life before it happened?" It was a rhetorical question, but she answered regardless. He would have too if she had said the same thing.
"Look like it, hey we should re-try that, that was fun." She said tapping at on of the glass before the alarm went off. "Shit."
500 A.D
The murmuring in the room ceased as the woman stood up, it was the courts famous- yet blind- seer, if the prophecy she told wasn't proof enough of her supernatural abilities the paintings she created for the visual look were. She took of the cloth that she had around her eyes to stop them from being so shocked when they saw the iris that were as white as the rest of it was.
"Two worlds will meetForbidden Fruit will flourish
Their love is so discrete
That their souls will nourish
Though their hate binds together
An unforgettable chain reactionThe moon will rise to tether
Men and Monster will try abstraction
But to separate their soul
Will cause the unleash of Damnation
Bring the two worlds to whole
And cause the manifestation"
A young man who had both the skill and the utilities to write down her prophecy was hurriedly trying to keep up with her long rasp voice. When it was over he waited for the ink to dry before rolling it up and handing it to Lady Genevieve, the court seer.
"Lady Genevieve?" The king questioned from his seat at the royal table next to his wife and his six children.
"I shall have the paintings done soon my king." She said before curtseying to her king and being led to the table where she handed the king her prophecy, even though it was handed to her by her loyal companion it was only courtesy that the king received it from herself.
The original prophecy that she herself had written was at her house he had only repeated what she saw in front of a court for show, to pretend that she did have control over her powers.
"I shall collect them in a years time."