The Cry of the Raven
12:00 P.M.
Inside the Chamber of Magic
"I never even knew that this was here. Where is it?" "It is nonexistent in your time, and all of the maps on it are gone. It appears that since you had no idea that the chamber even existed, I assume this to be the case." James walks over to a wall that has tapestries hanging from it. I follow him, looking all around me in silent awe. This place has magic within its very structure. I think that even the air that I'm breathing in at this very second is tainted with magic. It has huge support pillars, which are white marble. The floor is covered in designs that appear to be animals. There is no ceiling. You can see the sky from where I am standing. It has only one wall, which is covered in colorful tapestries, but I can't make them out from where I am standing. Walking over to James, I can see the tapestries better. "Can you understand them? I cannot, and I am supposed to be an expert in the old language." James steps back so that I can move closer. I then step up to the tapestries, and I look at them.
There are seven of them, and each of the seven tapestries have writing and drawings on them. I move so that I'm in front of the first one, and I study it. "…In the year of our founder, fourteen hundred, this following tale was formed. It is a tale of life, love, and death. It is the tale of how a young woman risked everything to save her home. This, is the tale of the Raven." I realize that something is happening, but before I can do anything, my vision grows dark.
The Chamber of Magic, 1400
"I can see you, step out from behind the pillar, young one." I have no idea what has happened. I don't recognize who's speaking, but then I realize that the voice is speaking to me. Wary, I do as the voice says, and I'm able to see the person who has spoken for the first time. I realize that I am looking at Emily's father. "…You can also travel through time?" He nods. Then glances over to the wall that has the seven tapestries hanging from it…but…. There are actually eight of them. I walk over to them, noticing that I can fully read them. "What happened to the eighth one?" "It was lost, burnt by our enemies. But it is still Here. Read the language of old to me, I cannot study it, for I have been too busy to see what has been coming." I walk over to the first one, and began to read it.
"When Evil stalks the lands, and none to help are at hand, will one brave lass rise from the ashes, and save all that has lasted. She will take up a sword, which is bounded by blood, to save all that has been ruined. This, is the Epic, known only as The Cry of the Raven."
"This brave soul will come from a land not so far away in distance, but far in time. The one whom lives will help her train, for it is only she who can harm the great evil. She will bear the Mark of the Raven, and have powers not seen before. She will have help from the other side."
"She will have defeated the descendant in her time, only to be flung back to this time. If she is to return, she must complete the Ritual."
"If she does complete the Ritual, she must then kill the corrupt Headmaster, the one who has summoned the great evil. Once she does, she must confront the great evil alone."
"She is to die by the great evil's sword. She will roam the battlefield, to find something that has been lost, only then will she be able to return to the world of the living."
"Once she has returned to the world of the living, she must kill the evil that threatens to destroy all."
"If she does manage to kill this great evil, she will be returned to her own time. To defeat the descendant of the great evil."
"If she does defeat him, all will be restored, and the Sword of the Raven will be laid at rest, until a new heroine will take up the blade."
You have read the Prophecy. Do you realize what you must do? Rachel? It is I. You must revenge my death. Slay the one who threatens the balance of magic. It will take a lot out of you, but, I believe in you. Go, my descendant, go, return to my time, and finish what has been started.
I'm in darkness. I have no idea what is happening, and, to tell the truth, I'm a little freaked out. It feels like I'm under water, slowly drowning, but I can't escape it. Suddenly, something appears in front of me. Raising an arm to shield myself, I can see something hovering there in the darkness. "So, you are the one who wishes to slay me? Hah. You are not even from this time! And my descendant defeated you! Do you, Animagus- yes. I know who you are. Your race was around even back in this time, - do you even know what I can do? Let me show you." The form takes shape, and I can see that it's a man who is standing before me. "You know who I am, but, I am afraid that I do not know who you are….what is your real name? You're not going to tell me? Very well. I shall get rid of you, then, I will go and deal with the Raven herself!" The man raises his arms, then, he summons his magic. "I forgot to tell you my name. It's Abelson Riddle."
Here is where something really off topic happens. I get sent six years into the future. …Yeah…. More unnecessary plot twists….yay. Well, there's only one thing left to do- screw the rules of storytelling- it's fantasy, I can write whatever I want, however random it is. Enjoy.