Chapter Three: The Prophecy

Legolas stared after her. He sighed, and then sat down. He looked around; it was a pretty bare place. Then he heard a knock on the door. He moved to it, not sure if he should open it, but the door burst open anyway and a young man entered the house. He had dark hair and eyes. The man looked at Legolas who stared at the man.

"Have you seen Lile?" he asked, eyeing Legolas suspiciously.

"No, why?" Legolas answered.

"Hm, who are you?"

"My name is Legolas. I am from Mirkwood."

"Mirkwood? What's that?"

"It a forest in Middle Earth."

"Middle Earth? Are you an alien?"

"No, I am not."

"What are you?"

"I am an elf."

The man's eyes widened like Lile's did when he had told her. The man whirled around as Lile and another woman walked threw the door. Lile seemed surprised to see the man there. She turned to the woman, who had the same dark hair but light brown eyes. Lile spoke something to her, that Legolas could not understand.

"Heisl thale, aligh Legolas, aidha thaaod aidaldkd," Lile said to the woman. The woman nodded and turned to the man, "Heis alalidhg, alihggeke, ah wiwha alighe aidlag, Arenal," the woman said.

Legolas sighed and Lile turned back to him, "Legolas, This is Arenal and Ferale, they are great friends of mine."

Arenal, the man, smiled and held out his hand. Legolas took it and shook it. The warm in his hand passes to Legolas. "I suppose you are wondering what is going on?" Ferale asked, also sticking out her hand.

Legolas nodded as he also shook her hand. Ferale turned to Arenal and Lile, "Who's starting off?"

"I will," Lile answered. She took a deep breath and said, "It all started hundreds of years ago. When the five races, Telekanals, Shapeshifters, Netheralles, and the Earthelles-" she was interrupted by Legolas, "What are they?"

Lile looked at him, "The Telekanals have psychic abilities. They can do anything with the mind. Such as telepathy, teleport, telekinesis, and mind control, and so forth. The Shapeshifters take any shape they wish, from a coffee table to another being. However, then are not able to copy any of the abilities. The Netheralles are able to manipulate the weather, such as making a blizzard or making it humid. And last, then Earthelles control water, fire, earth, and wind. The earths elements." She paused a moment, considering which words to use. Legolas stared at her, he never knew these races were existing.

"What about humans?" he asked, looking at all of them.

Ferale cleared her throat and answered, "They were killed off a long time ago."

"What year is it?" Legolas asked.

"It is 450000 in the sixth age." Arenal answered.

Legolas gasped, he was far into the future.

Lile cleared her throat and said, "Somehow the races started to fight. My ancestors and everyone else started fighting, and they had started the war in this world." Lile paused and looked down. "Lile is a Telekanal, I am a Shapeshifter and my brother is a Earthelle. We are not biological siblings," Ferale went on, "This war has been going on for millions of years. No one ahs been able to stop it. Until someone made a prophecy."

"The Prophecy?" Legolas asked, interested.

"It states that there is only one person who will be able to destroy this war. It says that there is one person who is controlling this war, making all of this happen, who is purely evil. And the one person who is able to kill this evil person is the only person who is able to kill all evil. The war is in their own hands," Arenal said, looking uncomfortable.

"So you think I'm the person who destroys the evil person?" Legolas asked. He didn't like where this was going.

"The prophecy says that the person is not from this world, and you obviously is not."

Legolas sighed. He didn't want this burden on him. But if he was the person to destroy this war, he had no choice but to. He turned to the two and said, "What do we do?"