The Prophecy, Chapter 9
Jim was lost in thought. What do they want me for? They don't even know my name. How am I going to help them?
He didn't know that the answers to his endless pit of questions were about to walk through the stone door.
She kept running, and running, forwards, towards her freedom, away from her captor.
Where is that godforsaken door! She kept thinking as she ran through dark hallways and got held up at doors she couldn't open.
She ran past many big halls until she came across a hallway where there was only one door, but a table and many chairs in front of it. She ran to it, determined to open every door she came across, to examine this huge palace and to see if there were any exits at all.
She had a bit of a shock when she saw that there was no doorknob, only a lock that had blue markings all over it. She looked through the lock and saw a teenage boy, about three years younger than she was, chained to the wall.
She tried pushing the door but it didn't even stir. She heard footsteps coming from the hallway and she panicked.
I have to get through that door! she thought to herself, while she tried everything to open that door. The footsteps came closer and closer. Then she thought of something. Even she thought it was mad and it wouldn't work at all, she tried it.
She pressed her thumb to the lock, and to her surprise, the door flung open. She ran inside and shut the door. She sighed and leaned towards the door, acknowledging the boy, chained to the wall, whose eyes were wide open, staring at the girl who just invaded the room. He tried to move towards her, but then he remembered the chains around his arms, and let the thought go.
The girl moved towards him. She seemed awkward in some way. „Is anyone coming here soon?" she asked, somewhat frightened of the answer she got. „I don't know, what time is it?" his question seemed to get the girl out of balance. Even though she knew that he was, even for his young age, a prisoner, it startled her that he had been here so long that he didn't even know what time it was.
„It's around five o'clock in the afternoon, why?" she asked him. He sighed. „That man Hades is coming in the morning" The girl froze, CRAP! That Hades is one of them, he'll probably tell Jafar, and then Miguel and Tulio are dead for sure!
„I have to get out of here!" she mumbled and ran to the door. It didn't move. She tried to press her finger to the lock multiple times but the hard, cold stone door wouldn't stir. She sighed, made her way across the room and sat down next to the boy.
„Sorry about that, I guess I'm staying here then. " She said in a tone that said she had given up. „Yeah, well there's not much I can do about it." The boy told her and smirked. „I'm Jim by the way. Jim Hawkins." He held his hand out to her. „Chel" she said, took his hand and shook it.
Then something weird happened. A light lit inside their little handshake and went through their bodies. They couldn't move for a few seconds. It was like the chains around Jim's wrists were alive. It was like the chains were snakes. They wrapped around their arms like cobras readying for an attack and crushed him.
Chel tried to let go of his hand, but it was like they were glued together. She couldn't even move her fingers. The light blinded their eyes and flashed around for a few more seconds. Then everything went back to normal. If you could say it was normal.
The chains fell to the ground, dead, and the light died, leaving Jim and Chel alone in the dark room. Chel pulled in her hand, trying not to scream when she looked to the inside of her palm. She looked to Jim, who was looking at his hand, experiencing the exact same thing. She tried to examine it, with no results, because it burned whenever she tried to touch it.
Then they faced the facts. It was no use. They'd have to live with the new markings inside their hands. Burning at touch, the blue rose bloomed in their hands, and would do, forever.