Okay, I know I'm supposed to be working on On The Edge, but this little plot bunny just wouldn't go away. It's the replacement for Lost, but, I want to see if I should carry on with this story because I'm not so sure about it.

So please review and tell me what you think?

A Moment in Time

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The night of July the 30th 1980 was a special one for many unknown reasons. As soon as the clocks hit 12, a baby was born, along with hundreds of others.

But this baby was special.

A silent wind full of secrets blew through a hospital, rustling the blinds ominously as it weaved its way towards that baby. It hummed as it saw the mother cradling the bloody little mass in her arms, her red hair tangled around her face and her forest green eyes were lovingly tracing her baby's features. And yet, she was as beautiful as ever as she stared down at her child.

The father was standing at the bedside, black hair as unruly as ever, but dark hazel eyes shone with pride and glittered with tears. The wind watched the new family bond together for a few seconds, before slowly making its way towards the child. As gentle as wind could be, he wove around the baby, bonding him and one other together in the world. A burst of magic shimmered in the air, making the lights flicker for only a second, but it quickly disappeared, like it never happened.

However, from that moment in time, two babies were linked together in an ancient prophecy made from the stars, and together, they will save the world.

The wind turned to look back at the happy family, but of course, it knew that it wouldn't last. After all, he knew all the secrets in the world, and so he knew what will happen in a years' time. The wind sighed, turning around and headed towards the closest window. Once out of the white hospital, it flew into the air, mixing with the breeze as it took him somewhere far above the world, where the Gods were waiting anxiously for its arrival.

Passing though the atmosphere, the wind came to a stop as a deep rumble of a voice floated towards him.

"Is it done?"

The wind shimmered, and in a millisecond, a small boy wearing a white toga decorated with gold was standing next to the larger man who had spoken before. The boy's face was pinched under his shock of curly golden hair, and his white wings fluttered sadly.

"It is." He murmured in his young voice, his baritone coloured in melancholy. "Was it really necessary, Merlin?"

"It was indeed, my boy. If we did not bind those boy's together, the world, both muggle and wizard, would be ruled forever by Voldemort."

"But they are only children, Merlin. Do you think that this burden won't destroy them as they grow? It's bad enough that little Harry will lose his parents and then have to go and live with those horrid relatives of his. They won't have the time to be children. Surely there were more appropriate people, older and wiser than them?"

"It is indeed a terrible fate for them, Pegasus, but it had to be done. Those two children have been selected for this prophecy for a hundred centuries, and it is not our choice to change it. It is written in the stars, and no matter how powerful I may be, I do not have the authority to bend it to my will. I'm afraid that the life of the world is resting on their shoulders now, Pegasus, and we can only watch and wait."

"But…they are so different. They both come from different worlds, one from pain and suffering, and the other from having everything and anything at the click of his fingers." Pegasus sighed, lifting his bright gold eyes to Merlin's lined face. "I just don't see how this is going to work. They are literally the opposite of each other."

"You worry too much, Pegasus," Merlin rumbled, reaching up to tweak his navy blue wizard hat. "You need to trust the stars more. They know what they are doing, and they have never been wrong. Have faith, little one, and believe that this will work out. I, for one, do not want to know the outcome if this fails, so I have the upmost trust."

"Alright, Merlin. But that doesn't mean I have to like it."

Merlin smiled grimly. "Come, Pegasus. You must be tired from you trip. I bet Azura will be dying to get her hands on you."

Pegasus rolled his eyes. "She just won't leave me alone. She's crazy!"

"You must feel honoured, my boy. Many young spirits like you have been trying to capture her heart for centuries. You should feel lucky."

Pegasus sighed, running a hand through his golden locks. "Yes, and they must feel devastated that she has fallen for a mere Spirit Bonder."

"Oh Pegasus," Merlin breathed, clearly disappointed in the younger's way of thinking. "You undoubtedly do not know how important you job is. Without you, the world will crumble at our feet."

"Alright," the blonde sighed, giving up his frail argument. "I'm going to go and rest. Tell Azura that I'm back. I don't what her to get angry at me." Pegasus repressed a shudder.

"Of course, Pegasus. Have a nice rest."

Merlin frowned as he watched the boy fly off, his wrinkled hands gripping the staff he held in a vice-like grasp. It will work out, my boy. I promise.

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