Unity - a Jagan Story By Eldenblade

Disclaimer- I do not own Magic the Gathering, Ravnica City of Guilds, Ravnica Guildpact, Ravnica Dissension or any of the Guilds. Too bad.

I, however, do own Jagan. If you want to use any characters that I've previously used and I own, please contact me beforehand.

Prologue - The Beginning of the End

I've got no place to go
I've got nowhere to run
They want to watch me fall
They think they know it all
I'm a nightmare, a disaster
That's what they'd always say
I'm a lost cause, not a hero
But I'll make it on my own
I've gotta prove them wrong

Me Against The World by Simple Plan

Night fell on the Selesnya district. Lying in his little cottage near the City Tree Vhitu-Ghazi, the Loxodon Kronon Dijagan just couldn't sleep. Both a terrible headache and the problem were tearing his head in two. Understanding that he wouldn't get any sleep anyway, he got out of bed and went for a stroll outside.

As the moonlight gently stroked his grey hide, the big Loxodon, or Elephant Man, as his neighbours liked to call him, thought about the prophecy he heard earlier today. It should have been confusing to any mortal, but to Kronon it was perfectly clear.

Death visits us again after twenty millenia of rest

The child is born that combines death and life

As forgotten bloodlines mix and result in a blink

Failure impedes the unaware

He shall see but can't do

After he had heard the prophecy, he had gone straight into his home and told his wife, Ghanna, that they had a big, big problem.

Ghanna was a Pure Elf, by blood connected to Mat'Selesnya, Goddess of the Tree, from who all Pure Elfs came forth to walk Ravnica and protect Her gifts.

Kronon was a Pure Loxodon, by blood connected to Borochi, God of Equality and Justice, from who all Pure Loxodons came forth to walk Ravnica and protect His gifts.

In any normal situation, relations between Loxodons and Elfs didn't bring forth any children. Ghanna, however, somehow was nine months pregnant. Of course, the Izzet tried to buy Ghanna from him, for research on this remarkable exception of nature. Kronon had friendly requested them to leave his house immediately or he would break his Oath of Pacifism with pleasure. Sitting down, looking at the full moon, Kronon noticed that it suddenly started shifting colours. It became blood red. Standing up, looking in shock at the bad omen, Kronon suddenly heard a scream from within the home. 'Honey! Please come! It's starting!' Kronon turned around and hurried to his wife, never looking back at the omen of death.

(A/N: Please review! I can use some help and suggestions.)