God I love summer. I wrote this while chilling on my hammock. Relaxed much?

We drove for two hours with no stops. I didn't blink. We had to get away from the scene of the crime. As far as i could tell, the only thing I could see was fields of grass on either side of the empty road. Not a building in sight. I decided to stop the car at the side of the road. I walked over to the passenger side and opened the door.

"Ashlynn. We have been driving for two hours with no sign of civilization. It looks like we will have to camp this one out."

She looked at me slowly and got out of the car. She was traumatized. But still, she unpacked her tent and set it up amongst the eight foot tall grass. She took out a small gas stove and began boiling water for some noodles. We sat in the small area of flattened grass, several feet away from the truck. The dim light of the gas stove made it just enough for me to see Ashlynn. She was gazing at the stars.

I decided to look up too. It was like nothing I had ever seen before. Stars stretched the midnight sky from east to west. The milky way, as clear as the clouds themselves. I sat, mesmerized by the beauty of the world. I spoke aloud.

"This isn't so bad."

Ashlynn turned her eyes to me. Her eyes looked sad and demotivated. "It is beautiful." She replied. Looking back up to the moon, which was white as snow.

"It never looked like this in Toronto." I said. "I guess I'm glad it isn't. It makes you treasure it more when you see it here." I looked at her. "You miss your family. don't you."

She sighed. "Yeah. I miss my brothers, as crazy as it sounds. I hope they're alright. I miss their fights. I miss my parents too. My dad would always cheer me up if I was sad. Whether we were wrestling, going fishing, he knew what to do. And I could talk to my mom about anything that was on my mind." She sighed.

"You miss your friends at school?"

She shook her head. "In school, you don't actually wouldn't recognize me. In school, I'm quite outside what they consider normal."

I frowned. 'How?"

"I mean, look at me. All the girls think I am weird because I don't care what the newest perfume is, or because I don't get scared in horror movies. They think of me as a freak."

"You're not a freak."

"Yes I am. All the girls called me speedy becuase I did so well on the cross country. According to them, sports is a guys thing. There was one girl who told me to stop pretending to be a guy. She left that conversation with a bloody nose. I got suspended but I didn't care. That bitch got what was coming to her."

I was silent for a few seconds. "So what was all this about the violent boyfriend?"

She smiled. "Oh yeah that. Well it was last winter and winter semi formal was coming up. I never had a date for one of those things but the bitches were taking all the nice guys. There was this grade 11 guy who asked me. He seemed nice at first, so we went and eventually went out. Then he wanted me to be more girly. I stood my ground. That was when the fights started. I wanted to walk away and dump him, but he wouldn't let me. Then he threatened to kill me if I dumped him. Thats when I told Ryan. He at first seemed unemotional as always, but then it was like something possessed him. He nearly killed my boyfriend. He never talked to me again."

I sat there, shocked. It was like I didn't know her at all.

"so what about you have you had any girlfriends?"

I blushed. "Well, err, there was one girl back in grade 9..."

"I'm listening..." Her eyes were fixed on me. Staring into the depths of my eyes, trying to make me regurgitate the information.

"Her name was Danielle. We kinda hooked up at a party. We broke up after the second date."

"Why?"

"I was too quiet, she was too loud. Too different."

"Thats a shame."

"Yeah. Its nothing compared to your story."

"Ha, yeah." She looked at the stove. The water was finally ready. We each made ourselves a cup o noodles. Camp food. Nothing like it. As we ate our late dinner, we stared back into space once again.

"Do you ever wonder if there's anyone out there? Do you think there are people out there, wondering what it is like here?" Ashlynn asked.

"I don't know. I guess i do. Do you?"

"Yeah. The universe is so big, and we are less than a spec in reality."

I sighed. "I don't even know what reality is anymore. All of these things that have happened to us. I don't know what to believe or who."

"It does seem that our lives have become impossible evandours."

"Yeah." I smiled. We sat there, talking about lifes problems for an hour. Eventually, we both hit the sack. And I felt that my dad had a lot of explaining to do about this prophecy.

And answers, I knew I would find as I fell asleep. I appeared in a room, lighted by a single lamp on a desk. Above the desk was the blueprint of a sailboat. I recognized that blueprint.

Sure enough, my dad was sitting by his desk, checking through the mail. There was another light. I realized that I this was my old house. My mother walked by the doorway. She looked younger and had a round waist. She was obviously pregnant with me. I would say 6 months in.

"Jay, I am going to bed now. Care to join me?" She looked so happy and when my dad looked to talk to her, he had such a happy smile on his face. Life must have been good at the time.

"I'll be up in a minute." Theresa shrugged and walked awkwardly upstairs.

My focus went back to my dad. He was shifting through bills and congratulations cards. He stopped at one envelope. It had golden bordering and had a red stamp with a lightning bolt on it. My dad looked curiously at the card as he opened it. I watched as he read the page down, that his mood changed. It began happy to confused, to surprised, to horrified. He put down the letter and ran up the stairs. Yelling my mothers name.

I moved into the chair, deciding to reach for the ornate paper and started reading. This is what it said word for word.

Dear Jay and Theresa,

I hope you are enjoying your lives, but I bear the burden of bad news. Last week, the Oracle declared a prophecy. One that involves you and your to be child.

The war has ended but a new one has begun.

A deal has been broken under the shadow of the sun.

The unspoken one shall awaken. With redoubled fury.

It can only be stopped by the only son of the greatest of the great.

The first one of millenia, and the last one forever.

Only he can prevent the coming chaos.

You know that prophecies cannot be changed. What has been said will happen. I'm afraid that peace will have to wait for your family. It is undoubtedy your coming child that the prophecy declares. it must be your unbound duty to protect him, until he is gods are with you. We will do what we can.

-Hera.

I was speechless. Unspoken one sounded insanely scary. And I was the only person who could stop it. That oracle guy must have been bonkers. Me? Stop an unspoken evil? Why had my parents never told me about this? It might have been handy to know that I had to save the world within my lifetime. I took a deep breath, and calmed down. That prophecy answered a few questions, but there was something else I wanted to know.

"Dad", I spoke, "I don't know where you are or how you are reaching me, but can you show me Odie? I have to see him."

I waited for a moment in the empty room. Suddenly, the scene changed. I was now surrounded by concrete walls with a iron barred door. Odie was sitting on a bench. Two men walked in. It appeared to be a police officer and a guard.

"Odie?" The first man said in deep voice. Odie looked up. The officer relaxed his eyebrows. "I am just here to say sorry. What we are doing to you and your friends is not in the interest of the government. The only reason you are here is to prevent further casualties in the riots."

"I understand." said Odie with a clear sign of forgiveness in his voice. The man spoke on a little.

'We were wondering if you would reveal to us where we could find some of your friends. If you say where they are, it would make our lives much easier. If you say no, we will not question you further."

Odie shook his head. "As much as I see your view officer, I must respectfully say no to your question."

The officer looked at the floor. "Very well. Your trial begins tomorrow. I have no idea how that will end for you. I bid you good luck." He left the room for Odie to think and feel frustration. I wanted to help Odie, but I knew that if I did, all this would be in vain. I hoped that maybe the Oracle will have the answer. Only time would tell.

I knew he couldn't hear me, but I said it anyways.

"I'll get you out of there Odie. I'll ensure you, my mom, the others who are yet to join you. I'll get them all out. I promise."

Thats one hell of a prophecy eh? Not my best chapter, but meh. :/

QOTD: Any guesses about this unspoken one? I know EXACTLY what it is. o.O

Have a great summer day! Or if you're in the southern hemishpere, winter day! :D