A/N: I had a little Gargoyle marathon earlier this week and just could not shake off the urge to do a fic. Especially after I saw Oberon. He is amazingly hot. For a cartoon character with a dorky cape that is. Hope you all enjoy my little burst of insanity.
The Prophecy
The time draws near,
Oh Lord of Avalon.
You've much to fear,
From those who sing anon.
One who says she loves you,
Filled with deceit she is.
Plans she to de-throne you,
And woe it is.
Only love of mortal woman,
Can save you from this fate.
But remember the sins of man,
And be not filled with hate.
Her love is true and strong,
Her will like fetid iron.
Her memory is long,
Her strength of the lion.
Know you this however,
Should bind her you try,
Lose her you will forever,
For death comes at her cry.
Your kingdom lost forever will be,
Thus say we witches three.
But earn her love,
Betray her not,
At the cry of the dove,
Loves passion flames hot.
Your kingdom saved forever will be,
Thus say we witches three.
Oberon, Lord of Avalon, listened to the weird sister's prophecy with a heavy heart.
'It is as I thought.' He mused. 'My Queen plans to betray me and take my throne.'
He dismissed his offspring with a wave of his hand and a heavy sigh. Rising he made his way towards the balcony windows to gaze upon his kingdom. Truth be told he'd been expecting this for some time now. His plan to teach his wife and children humility through banishment had only made her more vengeful and devious. Many of his children remained loyal to him, others, less so. He had no doubts that some sided with Titania, and he could guess who with some certainty. It pained him to think that his children would turn against him, but such things were to be expected where his wife was involved. Her latest plot to alienate him from his offspring had been a glaring success. Puck, his youngest son and second only to his elder sisters when it came to Oberon's favor, was now cursed by his own fathers hand to remain forever in the mortal world without his powers save when training or protecting a human child. It had not taken long upon his return to Avalon to realize that he had been tricked, and he had been rightly furious at the discovery.
Oberon sighed once more as he watched those in the courtyard playing some game. It brought a peaceful smile to his face to see his people so carefree. But that peace was shattered at the sight of his 'Queen'. He clenched his fists in restrained fury. How dare she try take what was rightfully his! He would make sure she never succeeded. But how? The prophecy made mention 'mortal woman's love', but what exactly did it mean? Did he simply need to make a mortal woman fall in love with him? If so, then who? There was no way it could be Princess Katharine. She was far too old for one, and already in love with 'Guardian' for another. He would obviously have to venture into the mortal world to find this woman, but who was she? Would any woman do? Or was there a specific one that needed to find and woo? Thinking further on this he decided he needed more information before he did anything. Using his magic he summoned his daughters to him again.
The Weird Sisters appeared promptly behind him, most likely expecting him to call them back. He spared a twinge of amused affection for how well they knew his mind. They were truly his most favored children.
"You summoned us Lord Father?" they all spoke in tandem.
"Yes, my most favored daughters. Your prophecy earlier confirmed my suspicions of Lady Mother, but now I've another question for you. You said that 'only love of mortal woman' might save my kingdom and I, but what exactly did you mean?"
The three looked at each other a moment before turning back to him, eyes white with power.
"In mortal world you shall find,
Maiden fair of face and mind.
In her arms is the love you seek,
But be aware she is not meek.
Of her thought's she shall speak,
And to her charms you are weak.
Her love for you pure will be,
In her no deception shall you see.
Not long for her will you look,
For your mind she'll surely hook."
"I see." He murmured to himself, only to have his thoughts interrupted.
"But beware 'O great King,
Of the lies your Queen shall sing.
Try she will to break apart,
Mortal child's most fragile heart.
Nothing from her should you hide,
Or stray she shall from your side.
Keep you from jealous wrath,
And stay you on truest path.
And look always for the dove,
For it heralds truest love."
With that final warning the three sisters left his chambers.
Slowly Oberon returned to his chair before the fireplace. These latest 'riddles' from his daughters were most enlightening. All his questions had been answered, but now he was filled with new ones. He was relieved to know that he would not have to waste much time looking for this mystery woman, but how would he know her when he found her? Most importantly, how did he keep her away from Titania? His 'Queen' would likely find out before long, and would be furious when she did. At the very least she would try to trick the girl, at the most, she would try to kill her. Unfortunately he would have to take that chance. He could not ignore the threat she posed, nor could he deny that, after a thousand years, his love for her was almost nonexistent. He would have to leave for the mortal world soon, as he had no idea how long it would be before Titania made her move, nor did he know how long his search would take. He would have to 'divorce' the shrew again of course. But how to go about it?
Oberon thought upon the matter for several moments before allowing a truly sinisterly gleeful look to appear on his face. He knew just what to do.
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