WooT! After 9 months, this story gets an update!

Think about it, somebody could have had sex back then, and they baby would already be born by now! (Not a metaphor)

It actually gets more silly than this, so strap yourself in for a trip to nutcaseville!

Enjoy, and review, you bastards! XD


Chapter 3 : A Prophecy Of Some Sort Or Another

Sakaki woke up again at the sound of chirping birds. Quickly, she opened her eyes and jumped up. She couldn't believe it! She was home again; in her own room, in her own bed, and most importantly, in her own world. What a relief. It was all just a weird dream after all. It seemed so real, but a world with 21 inch spiders and real life dinosaurs is way too rediculous to begin with. Sakaki fell back onto her pillow and stared at the ceiling. She stayed like that for a while, pondering about all the stuff she dreamt about, until there was a knock on the door. It was her mother, sticking her head into her room and smiling warmly.

"Good morning, dear."

"Good morning, mom," Sakaki replied casually.

That's odd, her mom usually never came into her room while she was still in bed. Oh well, no use questioning it. But then Sakaki's mom walked by her bedside and started staring at her awkwardly. Sakaki stared back. Okay, this was really unusual. What was she looking at anyway?

"Uhhh, is something wrong?"

"Oh, not really," was her answer.

"Then what are you staring at like...that...," Sakaki's voice slowed down when her mother slowly brought her cupped hand towards her face, like she was presenting something to her, but her hand was empty. Then, after several seconds, something suddenly appeared out of thin air. Sakaki's cold sweat broke out when she saw what her mother, who now had an apathetic look on her face, was holding out to her. It was...oh dear GOD...!

A...cupcake? Oh no, this can't be...

Slowly, Sakaki turned her head to the window. Like she somehow feared, a giant Tyrannosaurus was peering inside, just looking at her without moving a muscle. Sakaki sweatdropped and turned to her mother again, who had a broad smile on her face and looked her deep in the eyes. Sakaki started shivering. What the hell was going on? She wanted to stop looking, but she could no longer control her eyes. Her mother's mouth started moving; she was saying something.

"...up. ...ake up...wake up..."

When Sakaki's eyes opened, for real this time, she was still looking at the face with the broad smile she saw seconds ago. But it wasn't her mother's face, but some strange, bald guy with his eyes half closed.

"!"

What an image to wake up to. Sakaki got scared half to death, fell off the bed she was laying on and crawled across the floor backwards until her back was against the wall. Her body tense and shivering, her breathing heavy and fast and sweat running down her face, she stared in fear at the person standing in front of her. He was tall; taller than her. Head shaved bald, small, creepy eyes and a constant wide grin stuck on his face. Other than his facial features, he had an earring on his left ear, and was wearing a long, black robe with red cloud motives and sleeves that were way too long that, somehow, seemed kind of familiar to her. In other words, the only part of his body she could see was his head, and that discomforted her even more.

"Oops, did I scare you?" he giggled slyly.

"Wh-wh-who...a-a-are you?" Sakaki stammered.

The man shrugged, walked up to her and bended down. His face was now directly in front of Sakaki's.

"P-please...don't...k-k-kill me..." she pleaded in pure terror.

"Kill you?" he giggled again. "Why would I? You are the Chosen One after all. We've been expecting you."

"Ch...chosen one?"

The man nodded, not once getting rid of that creepy grin. "Yep, the Chosen One."

"Wh...where am I? Who are you? How did I get here?"

The man closed his eyes at all these questions. "You seem a little frightened, am I right? You know, it's strange, but for some reason, all women I meet are immediately scared of me." He then leaned forward, brought his mouth next to Sakaki's ear and whispered softly.

"I wonder why that is?"

Sakaki's face turned completely white. She wanted to scream bloody murder, but her esophagus was blocked up. She sweatdropped several large sweatdrops and was about to pass out again.

The man stood up and turned around. He walked towards the door. "Please, come with me, Sakaki. All your questions will be answered soon."

Oh, perfect. He even knew her name. Sakaki found it hard to believe, but this guy with the strange robe was even creepier than Kimura! She always figured it would be impossible, but on this day, she was proven wrong. So, what to do now? Follow the guy with the rape face, or crawl into a corner of this room and weep? Against her better judgement, she decided on the first option. After all, somebody still had some explaining to do. Doubtfully, she stood up and followed the weirdo out of the sober room she was in.

As she walked through the maze of corridors, trailing a safe distance behind the robed dude, she started to ponder what happened to her before she passed out. She remembered running away from the T. Rex and the call she made with Tomo, and how she jumped down the cliff to escape, but then what? She fell onto something; something flying, and most likely alive. Knowing everything she'd been through, it was probably a flying reptile, like a Pteranodon or something. And then, that thing probably flew her here, wherever she was now. That made a little bit of sense, at least. Well, she was going to find that out soon enough, at least, if this weirdo wasn't planning something else. But that robe... It still bothered her. That guy she saw back at home was wearing the exact same one. But it wasn't this guy; he wasn't THAT creepy. He was still creepy, but this one took the cake. Then it hit her! She saw this robe on tv once. Those guys from that show, Akatsuki was it? Yeah, it's an Akatsuki robe, no doubt about it! But that was a criminal organisation! Were these guys up to no good? Was she gonna become part of them? She didn't want to become a criminal, no way! After thinking it over, she decided to ask him anyway.

"Um... Excuse me...?" she spoke, but way too silent. The stranger just kept walking.

"Excuse me!" she said a little louder, with success this time.

"Yes?" he replied while continuing walking.

"Um..., about that robe you're wearing..."

Suddenly, he stopped and turned around, seemingly happy that she noticed it. "You like it?" he sparkled. "I designed it myself!"

"Oh... you did?" she answered timidly. "Than that's got to be a coincidence..."

"What is?"

"N-nothing!" she quickly replied, shaking her head rapidly. "I-it's nice..."

"Oh, I see, that's good to hear," he said happily, and he turned around again. At the same time, another...member, wearing the same robe passed by Sakaki.

"We know," he whispered. "Just don't talk about it."

Sakaki looked behind as he passed by, and just sighed. After walking for several minutes more, the man stopped at a door and lead Sakaki in.

"You must be hungry," he said politely. "Please, have something to eat. It's on us."

When Sakaki entered the room, her jaw dropped, again. Inside was a huge, beautiful dining room, with a gigantic table filled with all kinds of food. It was a full blown buffet, but there was nobody else there except for a buttler.

"Wha-? Is there going to be a party here?" she asked.

"No, this is just for you."

"Are you serious?" she asked dumbfounded. The man nodded.

Sakaki looked around the room. Except for the huge amount of food on the wooden table, she noticed that the the room was designed in a very medieval style. Many paintings hung from the walls, there was a burning furnace in the back, and the chandelier was decorated with gold and diamonds. Everything was obviously very high class.

"But," Sakaki pointed out, "there's no way I can eat all this."

"We know," the man said, "but you can just pick whatever you like and be seated, Sakaki."

Sakaki cautiously approached the table. The smell of all the food entered her nose, and it smelled amazing. So much that Sakaki suddenly got more hungry, and her mouth started to water. Her eye caught the gigantic turkey somewhere in the middle, smoking from the heat. She took a plate and tore off one of the legs. She simply couldn't wait to start eating, it just looked so delicious! There was a bowl of cooked rice over there, take some of that. There's some fruit, just throw it on there. Mashed potatoes, sure thing. Some kind of weird vegetable she never saw before, it looks good enough to eat. When she took a little bit of most of the available items, she sat down and said grace.

"T-thanks for the food," she said, and dug in.

"You're most welcome," the grinning man said.

It was all so good, Sakaki could cry. The turkey was baked just right, the rice was cooked perfectly, and the spicing was spot on.

"It's good," she said, taking a bite from the turkey leg.

"Hehe, I like you already. You have such a positive attitude. But that is to be expected from the Chosen One," he smiled. "You seem particularly fond of the Ornithomimus, am I right?"

Sakaki stopped chewing and looked at the leg in her hand. She swallowed her food and turned to the man. "O...Ornithomimus? This isn't turkey?"

"Heavens no," he laughed. "We have no turkeys here. Most of the meat comes from the dinosaurs that we breed. But don't worry about it, the Ornithomimus is a close relative of the turkey."

Sakaki thought that bird was a little big to be a turkey, but at least it tasted like it, so it was okay. Still, the idea of her eating a dinosaur was a little bit weird to her.

"Ehm, if you don't mind, I would like to ask you something," she spoke up.

"Sure, go ahead. We have the time."

"Where exactly am I?" Sakaki asked timidly

The man, still keeping his grin, bowed his head and brought his hands behind his back. "That's a good question. The answer isn't that simple. I suppose you've seen them yourself already; the dinosaurs out there."

"Yes," Sakaki answered. "I thought they went extinct over 60 millions years ago."

"They did," he said as he turned to the window. "But only in your world."

Sakaki turned her head. So she was in a different world after all. She continued to listen in suspense.

"Sakaki, you are in a different world right now. Our world. The world where we live together with these creatures, where time stood still, in a manner of speaking. An alternative to where you live, you might say. A place between dimensions that not many of your kind have set foot upon. And we call this place, the Lost Lands."

"The Lost Lands?" Sakaki repeated with big eyes. "So I'm in another dimension?"

"Correct," he said as he turned to her. "And you are one of the only few from earth who have seen this place. You should feel priviliged."

"So, there were more?"

"Around 5 others have been here. One of them was by accident though."

Sakaki stood up from the table and shook her head. "B-but I don't want to be here! Why did you bring me here?"

"I'm afraid I'm not allowed to tell you," he said casually.

"Why not?"

"Like I said, I'm not allowed to. Somebody else will answer that question soon."

Sakaki sighed and sat down again disappointed, and continued to eat her food.

"I'm sorry, Sakaki, but the boss will have my head if I let this out now. But I can tell you something else, though."

Sakaki looked up from her dinner plate and brought her gaze to him.

"I can tell you who we are. We are an organisation who are devoted to preserving the peace in both our world and yours. We are the apostles of the Elders of the Lost Lands, the Lazarus Concordance."

"The Laza what?" Sakaki asked confused.

"The Lazarus Concordance," he repeated. "You see, back in the day, that was the collective name of just the Elders. However, over the past years, most of the Elders have fallen, to the point there being only one left. As a backup, the last Elder gathered its followers to create an organisation to continue their legacy, and that's who we are."

"I see," said Sakaki. "So your boss is the last of those Elders then?"

"Ehm, no. Actually," the man chuckled, "the final Elder is old. I mean really, really old. You know, like hundreds of years old. He started to become senile a while back, and now he can't even remember his own name. It's sad, really."

"DOGGONIT, WHAT HAVE YOU WHIPPERSNAPPERS DONE WITH MY MULE! BRING ME BACK THOSE GRAPES!"

"And that was him just now," he said. "Ah, silly Elder Alklurlar, always such a riot. But anyway, the follow up to the final Elder, and our current boss, is simply known as The Counselor."

"Oh, so then, that Counselor is going to explain to me what I'm doing here?" Sakaki said.

"Not that Counselor, THE Counselor. You'd better remember. And yes, you got it."

"And what's your name?" she asked out of curiosity.

"I...no, we don't have names here. We are just named by numbers. I'm number 3, and that means I'm highest on the ranking except for two others."

"So, your number determines your importance?"

"Exactly. Here, I'll show you something. Hey, number 42, get over here for a second!"

Reluctantly, the butler in the room, holding a plate with some beverages on it, walked up to number 3. Without a warning, and much to Sakaki's surprise, number 3 punched the plate out of his hands, spilling the drinks all over the floor.

"Clean that up and get another one," he ordered.

"Y-yes sir," number 42 said disgruntled.

"See? I'm allowed to do that since I'm a much higher rank!" he cheered.

"But, that's mean! You shouldn't do that," Sakaki said.

Number 3's eyes went wide open, and for the first time his grin dissapeared. He seemed a little frightened that Sakaki said that. "I...I see. if that is what you want..." he stammered.

Sakaki raised her eyebrow at what he just said. "W-what do you mean?"

"Ah, yes, I forgot to tell you," he said with a serious face now. "Since you are the Chosen One, you automatically have the highest ranking, even higher than number 1. In other words, you hold authority over all of us, except for The Counselor."

Wow, this was a little much for Sakaki to handle. She held authority over a whole organisation? How was that possible, just like that? On top of that, she still didn't know what he meant by Chosen One. Was she going to be the new leader of these weirdos or something?

"I...I do?" she said puzzled.

"Yes, but don't wrap your head around it too much. It's not like you'll have many responsibilities here."

Sakaki decided to stop asking questions. The more answers were given to her, the more confused she became. Then, number 3 held his hand to his ear, like he was recieving something. The grin returned to his face.

"The Counselor is ready to see you now," he said.

Sakaki gulped in nervousness.

After a short walk through the castle like corridors, they arrived at The Counselor's room. Once inside, Sakaki noticed that this large room was completely out of place with the rest of the building. Unlike the medieval style she saw all over the place, this room looked incredibly high tech, something she didn't expect in a place like this. The floor had a chrome like shine, there were large computers and blinking lights all over the place, and there was a giant hatch on the steel wall in the back.

"Please walk up to The Counselor over there. I have to remain here," number 3 said.

Sakaki looked all around. She saw many things, but no one that could be The Counselor. "Where? I don't see him."

But number 3 had already closed the door. Sakaki was already starting to think this was all a joke. After a while, some of the lights went out, and with a slight rumble, the hatch in the wall opened. Smoke came out of the hole, and Sakaki gawked in amazement as, what she figured was The Counselor, appeared from behind the hatch.

"Greetings, oh Chosen One. I have been waiting for thee."

Sakaki stepped back a few steps. Wh...what is this? The Counselor is...

...a robot?

Indeed, it was a large, robotic head that appeared from the hole in the wall. But instead of having a typical robotic voice, it had several low, resounding voices. The sound it made was quite intimidating.

"Please, do not be afraid. I am indeed The Counselor. I was chosen as the successor of the final Elder to lead the Lazarus Concordance, because we all know us robots are superior to you mortal fleshbags."

"I... Ehm, excuse me?" Sakaki said, holding back her voice.

"Sakaki, the Chosen One. Before I inform you about the situation at hand, I have one thing to ask of you and one thing only."

"Ehh...sure..."

"Could you please press that button over there to recharge my battery? I am starting to use this stuffy language again."

"Oh, okay."

"Ah, that's better! Thanks, mortal. Now, you must be wondering why we brought you here. Number 3 didn't tell you yet, did he?"

"No."

"Good. I would have the little weasel's head if he did. Now, before I can tell you about that, I'm going to have to give you a long and boring explanation. Will you listen?"

Sakaki started thinking. She had the choice between yes and no way in hell. He did mention it was going to be long and boring, and the only thing Sakaki was interested in was why she was there and how she could go back home. So, she chose no way in hell.

"Well, too bad, because I'm gonna tell you anyway!" the many voices roared. "So shut up and listen!"

"Okay, okay!" Sakaki said taken aback.

"Right, so, a long time ago, about 10 years to be exact, there was a Native American called Tal'Set, and he was sucked into The Lost Lands through a wormhole after fighting a cowboy named Bruckner (named one of the worst villains of all time). Then, he was called upon by some old freak in a robe that nobody remembers and he told him "Hey, you'd better break this curse on me or my demon pets will eat you, rawr". But Tal'Set was like "pff, yeah right, you don't scare me, you old fart! Get bent!" But then he got angry and he said something like "You have no choice!", so he did it anyway. So Tal'Set went and fought all these dinosaurs and monsters and machines, and there was this guy called Lord Tyrannus, looked a bit like a furry, but with scales, and he was actually a dinosaur human hybrid, and he had these soldiers called slegs who went and f*cked sh*t up and looked really freaky. So anyway, he went aboard on this fortess on this rediculously huge Amphicoelias to mess up their plans, but Tal'Set never even fought Lord Tyrannus, so he was a bit of a loser. So then, he found Bruckner on this Tyrannosaurus Mamoth, and Tal'Set was like "GTFO!" and killed him. So in short, Tal'Set was called the Son Of Stone from then on, and he thought of this cute nickname by himself; Turok. You still following? Good! So a bit later, Tal'Set blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, blah blah blah! Blah blah blah Campaigner blah blah blah Chronoscepter blah blah blah blah. Blah blah blah? Blah blah blah blah Seeds Of Evil blah blah blah the Primagen in his lightship blah blah blah energy totems blah blah blah. Joshua Fireseed blah blah blah Oblivion blah blah blah worst game ever blah blah blah some chick and teenage whino blah blah blah. Blah blah blah so I said, that's what she said! Blah blah blah blah cheesecake blah blah blah blah at this point, the author is sick of narrating the whole story. Play the freaking games! Blah blah blah blah Hey are you even listening?"

Sakaki shot awake as The Counselor yelled at her. "Huh? Uh, yeah, yeah of course!" she panicked.

"Urgh, really, you humans... Anyway, I hope you at least still heard the part about Lord Tyrannus?"

"Yeah, I did," Sakaki yawned.

"Good, cause he's back now, and so are his slegs."

"Oh?"

"Oh? Don't you know what that means? He is trying to conquer the Lost Lands again! If we don't get someone to take care of him, we're all doomed! And not just this world, but yours too!"

"Ehm, pardon my rudeness, Counselor, but couldn't you have said that in the very beginning?"

"..."

"Well, I suppose I could have..."

"And, if he's back, why don't you send that guy, Tal'Set was his name?"

"We would, but we can't."

"Oh... Then what about the other names you mentioned?"

"So you heard that? We would, but we can't."

"Why not?"

"Because...their bodies aren't really functioning anymore," The Counselor mumbled.

"So they're dead?"

"Well...yeah..."

"I see, that is a problem," Sakaki mused.

"Indeed. But the answer to our problem is right here!"

Sakaki stared at the giant robot head in front of her for a full minute. "Ehh... You can do it...," she said dryly while giving a thumbs up.

"Not me! You!" he barked.

"Me? But, why?"

"Because it is prophecy," he answered plainly.

Sakaki's face was one big question mark, and she just kept staring at The Counselor with hollow eyes.

"Okay, I'll explain. After Tal'Set, there was a very limited bloodline of those who were destined to become the new Turok. As you know, Tal'Set passed away, freak bow and arrow accident. Joshua Fireseed was killed by Oblivion, and those two kids sucked, so they were killed by rabies infected compies right after destroying Oblivion, and they were the only ones left. So now, the Turok bloodline has died out, so we need a new bloodline. And that bloodline starts with you, Sakaki."

Sakaki shook her head. "This has to be some kind of mistake. I'm just a regular 17 year old Japanese high school girl. How could I possibly become the new Turok?"

"It is prophecy," he repeated. "It was predicted by the ancients, thousands of years ago. Your image was found in the holy ancient temples. Here, watch this instant painting."

A mechanical arm sprouted out of a smaller hatch, and it was holding a photograph. Sakaki took the photo and looked at it.

"This is..." she muttered.

"I realise the shock might be a little hard to handle, but this is what the prophecy foretold. You are destined to become the new Turok, and you should take that with honour."

"This is not me," she said.

"What? How?"

"Well, for one, this is a man. He's muscular, has a mohawk and is wearing some kind of armor."

The Counselor took the picture back and looked at it. "Whoops, wrong picture."

"I think you should get that guy! He looks strong!" Sakaki said hopefully.

"Hah, as if. Here's the right picture."

The robo arm gave her another picture, and much to Sakaki's shock, the girl carved on the temple wall did look an awful lot like her. It was a profile drawing of a girl with long, black hair and quite a large bust. Even the body type was very accurate. Beneath the drawing, there were some strange letters. Sakaki scratched her head.

"Well, it does look a bit like me. What do the symbols at the bottom mean?" she asked.

"Ehh, that would be "The Lone Wolf"."

Sakaki stared in horror. The Lone Wolf, that's what she was called sometimes, but just because she was quiet and a loner. It couldn't possibly have any significance.

"No, that has to be some sort of coincidence. This can't be me, it just can't be!" she said, losing her nerve. "Wait, what's this?"

Upon looking closer at the picture, she noticed that the drawing was sticking its arm out. And hanging from the hand. Yeah, a cat. A cat was biting her hand. Sakaki fell to her knees.

"It's me...," she cried, waterfalls coming from her eyes. "It's definitely me..."

"I told you so," said The Counselor. "You hold the sacred bloodline of those who can become Turok. You are the new Son of Stone. But, since you are of a new bloodline, and because you are a girl, I think a new title would be appropriate."

"The Daughter Of Stone!"


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