~Avril Finds the Book that Makes Her Faint~

Disclaimer: I do not own RC9GN. I only own the plot and OC's. I will also apologize for any mistakes or typos.

A/N: Sorry if I haven't updated in a while and this seemed rushed. But, I hope you'll like it!

….

There was one word that escaped Avril's lips when she saw Cabin Three.

"Whoa."

The cabin was two stories, with no windows and one door. The whole cabin was black, probably made from obsidian. The door was black and had a silver infinity symbol carved in. Above the door was red phoenix drawing. At the sides of the door were torches lit by green flames. All in all, the cabin looked creepy and…just plain awesome.

"This reminds me of something," muttered Avril. "But I can't remember where. Oh well, it's still so honking Bruce."

Avril walked up to the door, and turned the silver doorknob. The door creaked opened, and she walked inside.

Like the outside, the inside was black. The walls were ebony-black and smooth to the touch. On the walls were torches lit by multicolored flames on one side of the walls. The other had different-colored gems and jewels adorning it, shining softly in the low lighting. The floor was dark-red and carpeted. The ceiling was pitch-black, and was adorn with diamonds and a large, crescent-shaped opal. The ceiling was much like the night sky; the diamonds were the stars and the large opal was the moon.

In the middle of the cabin, there was a large bed with black blankets and cover and red pillows—probably the cabin councilor's bed. Bunk beds lined the walls, black bunks for the boys and dark red for the girls. In the back of the cabin, there was a black metal staircase leading to the second floor.

Avril placed her backpack on the bed, and sat down. She fell back, and stared up at the ceiling. Cabin Three, a nice and quiet cabin, was all to herself.

"I'm starting to love this camp," said Avril. "All it needs now is awesome food, cool camp activities, and a way back home."

"We're not that far from your home," said a voice from the doorway.

Carrie casually leaned against the door frame. She walked over and lied down next to Avril. The purple-eyed girl stared up at the ceiling, hands laced behind her head.

"Really?" asked Avril. "Where is Camp Walker, exactly?"

"Oceanview, California in a secluded area in the Dark Forest," said Carrie. "There's a barrier around this camp that keeps us hidden from monsters and regulars. Oceanview is not that far from Hayward."

"So no one can find us?"

"Correct, Burgundy."

"So, I can walk out of camp and travel to my hometown?"

"Well, you have to have permission to leave camp or you have to have a quest or mission."

"Isn't a quest the same as a mission?"

"Well, not for Dimension-Walkers. A mission is small, like retrieving a new DW, or taking cargo back to his/her home, or delivering news to our sister camps. A quest is bigger than that. A quest is like saving a dimension, helping the Dimension Council or Great Council, et cetera."

"Did you have a quest before you grabbed Ally, Alice, and me?"

"No, I had a mission. And that was taking you, Ally, and Alice to camp. But now, with Randy and Howard are here, Natalia and I need to take them home."

"Huh, cool."

"Don't worry, hun. You'll get a mission or quest soon. You just got to train and harness your powers."

"All I need right now is a nap. So, night."

Avril snuggled up in her bed, and closed her eyes. Carrie chuckled as she flicked Avril behind the ear. Avril yelped.

"What the hell was that for?" Avril asked as she rubbed her ear.

"You and your buddies have an orientation to go to," Carrie said. "Come on, Burgundy."

Avril frowned and reluctantly got up.

…

"Of all the bets to make, you had to make a bet that Avril could beat Randy in a fight?"

"Don't get your sundress in a twist! Everything will be wonderlandful!"

"Wonder what?"

Alice just giggled as she sat cross-legged on the grass, making Ally frown. Natalia chuckled, and took a sip from her tea cup. The three girls were having a small tea party on the grass while watching Randy train for the fight. Said boy was meditating—well—trying to meditate. Randy couldn't help but open his eyes and muttered under his breath about how "wonk" this was and that Alice was a "shoob".

"If only I had my Nomicon," Randy muttered. "Maybe Nomi could help me meditate."

"Human Nomi-kun?" asked Alice. "Oh, I simply adore yaoi!"

Randy whipped his head around and stared at Alice.

"Say what now?"

"Human Nomicon," said Ally. "The RC9GN fandom has this shipping, Randicon, meaning you and the Nomicon as a couple. Some make Nomicon a girl, so it's a straight couple. Others, who like yaoi, make Nomicon a boy, so it's a gay couple."

Randy's cheeks burned.

"I-I'm not even sure the Nomicon has a gender! Much less if it's human!

"Look at that," chuckled Natalia. "You're making Norrisville's greatest hero blush like a little school girl with a crush."

Randy's cheeks turned bright red and he looked away.

"S-Shut up!"

"He DOES have a crush on Nomi-kun!" Alice squealed. "Quick, who thinks Randy should top or bottom?"

"WHAT?!" yelled Randy. His outburst didn't go unnoticed. However, the girls ignored him and continued to go on with their conversation.

"Bottom for sure," said Ally. "Look how he blushes and denies it. He would make a great submissive bottom."

"I don't know," said Natalia. "I've seen the show. He's got some qualities that would make a good top."

"What the juice are you people talking about?!"

Randy bolted up and walked over to them. As he sat down, he shot each girl a glare. But, they merely gave Cheshire cat grins.

"Oh, it's nothing," said Alice with a devious smile. "We're just wondering if you would top or bottom. I, personally, think you should bottom while Nomi tops you."

"Again," Randy said, "what the juice are you talking about? And, why would people ship me with a book?"

"Would you prefer to be ship with Howard?" asked Ally, raising an eyebrow.

"Can I choose Theresa?" Randy asked meekly.

"No!" all three girls yelled.

"Why not?" he whined, irritated.

"Because yaoi is so hot and delicious," said Alice. "Straight is so B-O-R-I-N-G, BORING! Gay and lesbians are exciting!"

"Is she usually this crazy?"

"No," said Ally. "Now that she has the Rabbit's Curse, this is probably her tame craziness."

"TAME?!"

They all laughed.

Randy just growled and went back to meditating.

….

Carrie and Avril walked towards the Main House (the place Avril met Mr. O and Ms. D). The two girls walked in silence. It wasn't an awkward silence; it was more like a comfortable silence. Avril was glad; she wasn't exactly a people-person.

As they got closer to the Main House, Avril kept wonder what orientation was. Were they going to learn more about Dimension Walkers? Was someone going to tell her why she was in the Creator cabin when she was Mixed? And, more importantly, when the hell was lunch?

"Wait here," Carrie instructed as they stood on the porch. "I need to get Alice, Ally, and Natalia. Don't run off to explore or whatever your mind wants to see. If you do, I will not hesitate to kick your ass."

On that happy note, Carrie ran off. Avril scoffed as she looked at the door of the Main House. Carrie really thought she was going to listen and obey like a puppy-dog? Wow, people really didn't understand when you say one thing, the person does the other.

Avril stared at the red door with curious eyes. The door was slightly ajar, probably because someone forgot to close when they left or went in. Avril slowly walked towards the door, slowly reaching for the doorknob. A voice in the back of her head told her not to go in and just wait for Carrie. But, the voices in her head were always crazy, so she'd never listen. But…if she heard voices in her head then was she crazy too? She really needed to stop asking herself complicated question that always led to headaches.

She shook her head and took a deep breath. Gripping the doorknob, she opened the door and went in.

…..

The Main House looked pretty normal.

That's why she went up to the attic, since all the cool and creepy stuff happens in the attic. Most people think the creepy stuff happens in the basement, but Avril believes and knows for a fact that creepy stuff happens in the attic. So, logic dictates that Avril would explore the attic.

The attic was pretty spacious. The walls were a light blue and the carpeted floor was white. There were three windows that looked out over camp. The windows were covered by light red, silk curtains. On one side of the room, there was a wall covered by shelves of books. Each book had different titles, genres, and authors. On the other side was a wall with a mural. Not some mural that tells one story, but a mural that tells multiple stories. It was constantly changing. One moment it told a story of a blond girl battling a black dragon, the next it tells a story of how the world was created. In front of the mural was a plush loveseat that faced the mural.

All and all, it looked pretty comfortable and homey. Except for the fact there was a blazing fire in the middle of the room.

There was a burgundy oak table set in front of the three windows. Above the table was a glass orb. The orb was suspended golden chain that kept the orb from falling onto the table. Inside the orb was a raging fire that kept changing four different colors: red, orange, yellow, and blue. The fire seemed to be alive. As Avril got closer, the fire seemed to glow brighter, as if it hated her. That wasn't very reassuring.

Avril stood in front of the table, looking with curious eyes. In the middle of the table was a single book. The book was dark blue and a foot or two thick. In the middle of the book was a black sapphire. In bold, silver letters was this:

The Black Sapphire

Written by the Fates

Avril ran her hand over the cover, marveling at the strange book. She was about to open it when—

"Weird book, huh? I think the Nomicon is more normal than that."

Randy stood by Avril, looking at The Black Sapphire with nervous eyes. In truth, this book had this strange aura that gave Avril chills. It was like the book was calling out to her, telling her to open it and read its pages. Avril didn't know whether she was crazy or she wasn't the first person who felt this when they encountered The Black Sapphire.

"Should we open it?" Randy asked.

"Maybe not," Avril answered. "Then again, my curiosity is killing me. So, let's open it!"

Avril opened the book and was met with a foreword. The two teens leaned in close to read the cursive writing.

"If you are reading this, then it is too late for you.

The Black Sapphire is a book only for the Chosen One, only for his or her eyes.

A mere Innocent or Mortal cannot read it without the Chosen One present.

We, the Fates, created this book as a history book and guide to help you with the coming journey.

Chosen One, you must be prepared.

Many have called us cruel and unforgiving; when really we only predict fate, not create it.

Fate is not a person, but a powerful force that no one can control. Not even a Primordial.

Within these pages is information Destiny and Diviners have gathered that will help you.

Please, read this and you will survive.

If you don't, your fate has been sealed.

We wish you the best of luck.

-Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos

The Fates"

Randy looked at Avril with wide eyes. "You're a Chosen One? Seriously? I have to fight a Chosen One!"

"I don't know what the hell that means," Avril said. "This book better explain it or else I'm gonna freak!"

They tried to turn to the next page, but the book glowed and the pages flipped by themselves. Randy and Avril jumped back, yelping at the same time. The pages stopped flipping, and the glow died down. They slowly approached the book, and read over the page.

"Chapter 21, Year 2009-2010: The Prophecy of Destiny

I, Sapphira Omega, know there was a continuation of The Prophecy of Fate (known as The Prophecy of Destiny) then what was given back in the end of Dimensional War Two. Now, as the new Diviner, I hold The Black Sapphire. Chapter twenty-one holds all the information for the twenty-first century, the time-line that the new prophecy will occur. Within these pages, I keep the knowledge for what the next Chosen One will need.

If you are reading this now, I wish you the best of luck."

"Wow, that was very intense," Randy said. "What's the Prophecy of Destiny?"

"I don't know," Avril hissed. "Now shut up! There's more."

"The Prophecy of Destiny

(Part 1)

History must repeat itself

Once again, the Chosen One must be found

A heroine to decide the fate of the Nine Realms

When she reaches the Age of Maturity,

Her destiny will commence

Notes: Not surprising. All prophecies start out like this. The Age of Maturity is when a Dimension-Walker reaches his or hers fourteenth to fifteenth birthday. The Chosen One is basically the hero of the Dimension-Walkers. Only, he or she chooses what kind of Chosen One they will be: Savior or Destroyer. If you are reading this now, Chosen One, please choose wisely."

"This Sapphira chick sounds like she cares," Randy said as he turned to Avril.

But, the purple-haired teen yelped as he looked at the girl. Avril's eyes were glowing silver, pure silver. She was deathly pale and she was muttering in a raspy voice. Randy leaned closer, and tried to hear what she was saying.

"…Ninja of Norrisville…fight…the Evil Warlock…the Last Norisu…save his soul-mate," was all Randy could make out.

Suddenly, Avril gasped. Her eyes turned black and her knees buckled. She fell into Randy's arms and started breathing heavily.

"What the juice?!" Randy exclaimed. "Avril! Are you okay?"

"…go to Norrisville…Evil Warlock…breaking free…"

And then she blacked out.