The story of one Celena the Shy intrigued me, what was she like? Did she know her famous secrets before, or after she got her wand? Then it came to me, why dont I write a story about it! This story will be as close to the original characterization as I can make it. This story takes place at the begining of Celena's Reign as queen, her mom is still queen, Celena is just in training. Well, without further further interruption I give you The Seer, and The Secret Keeper!
"Knowledge is power." - Francis Bacon
The Seer, and the Secret Keeper: Chapter 1
It was just a normal day for Prometheus, but on with the story.
"See you later mom," said Prometheus as he grabbed his backpack and left out his door on his way to his friends house. Now one thing everyone knows about Prometheus is that he is a lazy, ditzy genius who adores books, stories, Knowledge, he is Grey-A Hetero(sexual), and is genuinely respectful to every person that he meets until they disrespect him. Now with this attitude one would think that Prometheus would have friends? Nope only a couple, or a handful of true friends. Most of his other peers are disrespectful, and most certainly rude!
However he is used to it by now, the light on the crosswalk changes to green as Prometheus walks across the street until he hears a horn honking at him by his right side. Prometheus turns quickly, only to collide face first with a car. The force was enough to go flying over the hood landing on the ground behind the car.
Wrecked with pain Prometheus opens his eyes, however he opened them in vain, only to see the car as it speeds off. Prometheus couldn't keep his eyes open, he could feel the adrenaline dull his pain, all he could see was his blood. He was tired, so tired, all he wanted to do was sleep, so he closed his eyes and slept.
Prometheus rocketed up from where he lay in a crater backpack still on his back, and he looked around only to see a deep dark forest surrounding him. He could feel various forces flow in and out of his mind, and colors surrounding plants and living creatures. This was freaking him out, how It felt like a swamp, but looked like everything was ready to tear him apart at any second.
I'm losing my mind.
How am I here? I died! Why am I in a forest? This forest however looked familiar, that's it! It's the forest of death from Star vs the Forces of Evil! I love that show!
But how am I here?
That was the main question here, and depending on what was is going on in Mewni, he could be in danger.
However this could be a good or bad thing, I mean if I'm in Mewni that there must be dimensional scissors! But finding dimensional scissors could be a problem, and if I steal some I might inform Heckapoo. Wait! Back to the whole color thing!
Prometheus walked over to a river to wash the dirt from his face and looked into the water, Prometheus wretched backwards from the reflection in the water. His eyes, he had pearl white eyes!
What happened to my eyes?! I can see perfectly fine, but all these colors and forces are flowing through my mind! It was crazy, why is this happening to me!
This musing was interrupted when a branch broke behind him, Prometheus turned only to see five guards riding on warnacorns up to him.
"You there! In the name of Mewni are ordered to be brought to have council with the Queen!" Said one of the guards from the group. As Prometheus looked closer at them he could see all different colors around them, Prometheus could feel the power radiating off of them, and the threat they imposed if he ran.
"Ok, I'll come with you. I need some answers and your queen might be able to provide them," Said Prometheus. He raised his hands in surrender and the guards grabbed him by the arms and put him in a mobile jail cart, and threw his backpack on the back of one of their warnacorns.
The journey was quiet, and tense as the Mewni soldiers took Prometheus passes the Mewni Castle gates, and into the courtyard. By the time that the captures and the prisoner arrived at the castle it was nightfall, and the guards took Prometheus by his shoulders to the dungeon. By the time they reached the bottom of the stairs they were met with the dark, dank, and musky stone room decaying like despair and death danced together on this land. At the end of the dungeon the group was met with a cell at the end of the tunnel guarded by thick, rusty gates acting as doors.
The guard to the right of Prometheus unliked the door with a key around his waist and shoved him inside, locking the door behind him. They looked at him with apathy As they left, taking the only source of light from in dungeon with them, and left Prometheus behind bars in pitch darkness. Prometheus was tired, so tired, so he closed his eyes and started to drift into the land of dreams to escape reality. It felt like only a few minutes until something started banging on the bars of his cell, it started small and grew louder until Prometheus awoke.
"Hey are you awake?" A small, shy, and reserved voice asked. Prometheus lifted his head up and saw a purple aura surrounding the outline of a girl around the age of 15, same as himself.
"Yes, I'm awake, especially now"
Prometheus pushes himself up off the ground, into a criss-cross sitting position, and looks up into the eyes of the girl who woke him up. As he opened his eyelids he heard a gasp from the girl in front of him 'oh what now' was all he could think.
"Sorry, are you blind by any chance?"
"No, I'm not blind, and I can see you just fine for some reason," Said Prometheus. He took another look, and in the darkness could see the outline of a girl with long hair, in a purple dress, and a glowing fan in front of her face. Wait! Is it Celena? Only one way to find out, thought Prometheus.
"What is your name?" Asked Prometheus. He leaned a little closer to the bars, tilting his head in a questioning motion.
"I'm Celena," Said the know identified Celena.