Life and Death: Yours Everlasting
By: Faery Pink Sparkle
Disclaimer: I do not own SSO
Prologue
"Go and update the archives, Hartia," the redhead mimicked the orders that were given to him by Azalie, one of the Elders at the Tower of Fang. He sighed heavily as he shifted the pile of the books in his arms. Just because she has to look after Childman, is no reason she can't do it herself, Hartia thought as he replaced the books to their rightful places. He looked around the archive and saw the thousands of books he still needed to sort through. Hartia grimaced at the thought of the days he'd be spending in the dusty old room.
"That's it! I'm taking a break!" Hartia walked to the closest desk and sat in the chair. The desk was littered with old pieces of parchment. He sifted through the documents and found an old book. Hartia opened it and gently flipped through the pages, so he wouldn't damage the old book. He scanned the pages, but the writing was hardly legible. Hartia was about to close the book when a page fluttered to the floor. He picked it up and looked at it, discovering a paragraph he could actually read. The only problem was that the paragraph was cut off where the page had been torn. It read:
A time after the monster has been reborn,
the lights will hit the earth and all shall tremble,
then the innocence that was shall be turned.
Blood will be shed and a life it will cost,
as the battle of two powers will be lost.
The Gifted One…
Hartia gave an involuntary shudder. What did it all mean? Hartia didn't understand, but within him he knew it was something that had to be reported to Azalie. The Gifted One… Hartia knew he had heard those words before. His red eyes widened as realization struck him like a blow. Krylancelo! Rox Row called him The Gifted One! Hartia immediately jumped up, causing the chair to fall. The sound of the chair hitting the floor was like thunder in his ears. Hartia ran out of the archive and didn't stop until he reached Azalie's room.
And in the darkness he waited. You're time has almost come, Gifted One. You won't know what hit you until it's too late. When I'm through with you, you're going to wish you had never been born, he smirked to himself as he held up a dagger that shone in the moonlight. " Oh, revenge will be sweet," he whispered to himself and smiled.
"This book was written by Rox Roe many years ago," Azalie stated, judging by its worn out cover and pages. She tilted her violet head as she studied the book on the outside.
" Why didn't he tell us about it?" Hartia asked no one in particular.
"That, we will never know," Lai said from his position at the window, turning his green head in his friend's direction.
Azalie sighed as she turned to check on Childman, who was fast asleep in the cot nearby. She read over the small paragraph again and worry could be seen on her face, " What do you make of it?" she asked Lai.
Lai began to pace around the room and decided to sit down. He began to say something then stopped, "Well, it's a prophecy. That much is obvious. It says that after the monster," he turned to look at Azalie and she held his gaze for a moment before turning away, "is reborn, something of great importance will occur."
"The innocence." Hartia half whispered.
Lai nodded, "There'll be a battle and Krylancelo will be involved somehow."
" 'Blood will be shed and a life it will cost…'"Azalie quoted, "Oh Krylancelo… If we only we knew what the rest of the paragraph said."
"I must go and warn him," Hartia stood up, but Azalie took hold of him. She shook her head and she saw confusion cloud over Hartia's eyes. She let go of his arm and he sat himself down again.
" We can't just go and tell him. We need to get more information. We need to be sure."
Lai nodded his agreement, "We can't just rush into it, Hartia. I'm sure you understand," Hartia gave his friend a weak smile and stared out the window. Somewhere out there was his best friend and he was in danger. Hartia didn't like the idea of sitting at the Tower of Fang doing nothing. His time would be better spent warning Orphen.
Azalie put a slender hand on Hartia's shoulder, "Don't worry, Hartia," she turned to Lai, "Try to get as much information you can with your sight and let us know when you find something." Lai nodded and immediately left the room. Hartia closely followed him. "Hartia," Azalie called and he stopped at the door.
He turned to face her, "Yes?"
"Promise me that you won't do anything stupid."
Hartia almost glared at her, but his expression softened when he saw the concern that was clearly evident on her face. "I promise," Hartia replied and closed the door behind him.