~The REAL Lines To The Prophecy~

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Randy's eyes went wide as he stared at Victor. His mind was racing. Victor was the first guy Randy befriended at Camp Walker. He helped him with his sword fighting and his stealth. The blonde was kind, helpful, sweet, charming, and that British accent was something special…

Wait…was he crushing on Victor? No, it wasn't possible. He liked girls, not guys. And yet…something about Victor made his heart skipped a beat. Back in Norrisville, he took interest in girls. Theresa was pretty and smelled like rainbows. Heidi was very 'spicy' and sassy. He found qualities in girls he liked. But, now he wasn't home, and he saw girls in a new light. Sure, they looked really nice and were cute. But when he looked at guys, he felt his stomach churn and he kept staring at their butts. Was this normal? Maybe he started thinking like this when Ally, Alice, and Natalia teased him about liking the Nomicon.

Every time he thought about the book, he started to wonder what if it really was once human. Maybe it was human. And maybe it was a boy. He could already picture how the Nomicon would look as human. Cold, calculating almond-shaped eyes were the color of obsidian from afar, but up close would be rich, dark brown. His hair would be messy and slightly long and fiery red. His skin would be pale white, soft and cold to the touch. He would be Japanese, of course. His accent would be not too light and not too thick, but just…perfect.

NO, Randy thought to himself. You will NOT think about how you suddenly think guys are hot at a time like this. You will not think about you would totally date the Nomicon if it was human and if it was a guy. Wait…what?!

Suddenly, he was ripped from his thoughts when he saw a monster charging towards Avril. The girl just looked at the monster, her face blank of emotions. Randy quickly got up and pushed her out of the way. They both tumbled to the ground, the monster flying over them. He looked at the girl lying beneath him, and saw her eyes were soulless, black orbs. He hitched his breath, and started shaking her.

"Burgundy," he said. "Wake up! Come on, we need to kick some monster butt!"

He kept shaking her, whilst everyone around them fought off the monsters. Suddenly, her eyes turned dark brown and she gasped. Randy got off her, and sighed with relief. Avril sat up, and rubbed her head. She looked at Randy, tilting her head the way dogs do when they're confused.

"Wha-What h-happened?" asked Avril in a hoarse voice. "Last thing I remember is Deamata finished going over the rules and then all I saw was red. Randy…what did I do?"

"Long story short," Randy said, "you and I fought and you were kicking my butt. I guess you were fighting unconsciously."

Avril groaned and hid her face in her hands.

"I blacked out! I was having a blackout! I NEVER remember anything when I have a blackout!"

Randy rolled his eyes and handed her dagger-turned-katana. He looked at her straight in the eye, and smiled behind his mask.

"Forget that mess. Let's go kick some monster butt."

Avril grinned, and took the katana. Together, they charged into the fray.

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Carrie officially lost it. No, she wasn't joking; she completely went mad. And not angry-mad, crazy, insane type of mad.

Victor was her best friend ever since they met back in London, when she and Natalia were running away from monsters that were out for their blood. Victor was charming, caring, sweet, kind, and the brother Carrie has always asked for. Carrie was an only child. Her father never married and she was the only child of Deamata. It got lonely, and she hated being alone. Sometimes, the loneliness made her question her loyalty to Camp Walker and other DWs. But, she still remembered she had Natalia and Victor. Natalia was that tattle-tale, bitchy little sister she loves and hates to death. Victor was the big brother that would protect and stick up for Carrie and Natalia. Carrie was the middle child, always getting into trouble and ends up solving the problems at Camp. After all, Carrie and Natalia were the leaders at camp, like praetors or head counselors.

But, seeing Victor led an army of monsters and—gods have mercy—Shadow Monsters to attack the camp Carrie loved to call home. It was shattered her mind, left her to question all her loyalties and trusts to her other friends. No; she was Carolina Laura Crescent (proceed to mock her full name). Daughter of Deamata and the most powerful Magic User in the history of DWs. She had to be brave and protect her camp.

Back-to-back with Natalia, they fought off monsters that were circling around them. Natalia held out whip, Tamer. It was a whip made of Imperial Gold, special metal only found in the Ninth Realm. Carrie found it when the two girls were on a mission to retrieve a DW who ran away and went to the Forbidden Land. Carrie had her bo-staff, the one that turned into a pen and lent it to Avril. The staff was the Staff of Unity, created by Deamata. Deamata gave it to Carrie, since Carrie had to use something to help channel her magic. Deamata was the primordial goddess of magic, after all. So, it was given that Carrie had the ability to use magic as well.

Around them, DWs were fighting off monsters left and right. Deamata and Overseer were aided, blasting monsters and taking injured DWs to safety.

"Natalia," Carrie said, "We need to help the others."

"But there's too many of them," Natalia objected.

Carrie smirked. "Then let me do my magic…"

Carrie stood tall, and stomped her staff onto the ground. Golden waves of energy emitted from the staff, causing the circles of monsters around them to fall down to the ground. Nodding to one another, Carrie and Natalia ran into the fray. They fought off monsters left and right, telling the DWs to follow them.

"Is that all of them?" Natalia asked.

"No," Carrie answered. "There are still more DWs out there, still fighting. You take the others to safety, I'll find the others."

"But—"

But, Carrie ran off before Natalia could protest.

…

Carrie was about to help Avril. But, she was knocked down to the ground by a camper she knew. And then she got distracted and ended up arguing with said camper instead of helping Avril.

Carrie was running around, fighting monsters and telling DWs to find Natalia and get to safety. She spotted Avril and was about to help when she was thrown down to the ground. She growled and slowly got up.

"Watch where you're going, bitch!" Carrie hissed.

"You watch it, mother-fucker!" hissed a voice.

Carrie was about to punch the person when she got a good look at them. It was a girl, who was bony and about five feet, five inches tall. Her pitch black was put in a pixie cut and her skin was fair. Her almond-shaped eyes were devil red. A thin, white, four inch scar went straight across her forehead, with similar one across her nose and cheeks. She wore black, long-sleeved shirt; dark jeans; grey running shoes; midnight blue jacket; and a folded black bandana wrapped modestly tight around her neck. The girl narrowed her eyes at Carrie as she tightly gripped an Icer-gun in her hand, her knuckles turning white.

"Scotia Mallory," Carrie hissed, "I thought you weren't due back to camp until you finished your mission in Assassin's Creed."

"I thought you weren't due back to camp until you finished your 'personal' quest to find your daddy," Scotia hissed back.

"Don't go there, Mallory," Carrie growled. "At least I'm there for my camp when it needs help. You say you're a summer camper yet you're barely around. You got some nerve to pick on me."

"Listen Crescent," Scotia spat, poking Carrie in the chest. "I have my shit to deal with, and you have yours. Why don't you go off helping that little whining bitch while I save my ass?"

"Why don't you at least try to accept there are people here to help you and stop questioning your loyalties towards Camp Walker and other DWs?" Carrie shot back.

"I'm not loyal to Camp Walker," Scotia said.

"Then why bother attend camp?"

Scotia just scowled at Carrie. Carrie was about to flip Scotia off when the red-eyed girl raised the Icer-gun, and shot something behind her. Carrie whipped around, and saw a Shadow Monster frozen in place. Carrie looked at her, and growled.

"What. The. Actual. Fuck?!" Carrie said.

"I would have warned you," Scotia said, shrugging her shoulders. "But…then I decided not to."

"You're a bitch, aren't you?"

"What was your first clue?"

…..

Avril had to admit: this was really not her week. First, she fell down a rabbit hole. Then, she learned some big family secret that was kept from her. She kidnapped her favorite cartoon characters—blah, blah, blah some schist in between—and now she was in a middle of a battle with the Ninja by her side. The Ninja who she nearly beat the crap out of, but forgave her and helped her out.

"Cunningham," Avril said. "For what it's worth, I'm sorry for dragging you into this."

"Water under the bridge," Randy replied. "Besides, this is way more fun than battle McFist's robots or the Sorcerer's stank monsters. Heck, this is the most Bruce thing that has ever happened to me! Well…second to becoming the Ninja."

Avril laughed, then shook her head. "Dude…you're such a dork."

Randy chuckled. "What was your first clue?"

Avril rolled her eyes, and sliced a Shadow Monster across its abdomen. The black beast let out a horrifying screech, and turned into smoke. The smoke melted into the ground, disappearing from her sight. Avril gave a toothy grin as she held Unity, her katana, tightly. A low, feral growl came from behind Avril. The teen whipped around, and was met with a giant, humanoid figure. The humanoid figure was about six feet tall, with a muscular frame. Its skin was black as ebony and its eyes were soulless, white orbs. The figure opened its mouth, revealing bright white fangs. Avril gulped, and backed up.

"Heads up!" a voice called out.

A small, black-and-red orb was thrown from behind Avril, entering the monster's mouth. It went down its throat, and the monster coughed. Red smoke came out of its mouth, and the humanoid figure started coughing. Avril sniffed the air, and gagged. The smoke from the monster's mouth smelled like farts. Wait…farts?

Avril turned around, and saw Randy holding back his laughter. He failed though. The blue-eyed teen clutched his stomach and started laughing out loud. Avril raised an eyebrow at him.

"Did you just…?"

"Throw a smokebomb in its mouth?" Randy asked between laughed. "Yeah…I did. HA! I did not plan to throw it. I was gonna throw a boom-ball. I really need to label these."

Avril smiled and started to snicker. But, the humanoid figure narrowed its eyes, and held out its arm. Its arm extended, and grabbed Avril around her waist. She screamed as the humanoid figure held her up in the hair, dangling above its mouth. Avril gagged and looked away.

"Shit, that's nasty!" Avril exclaimed. "Two words: breath mint! Haven't you heard of dental hygiene?"

The monster only growled in response. It squeezed Avril tighter, causing the girl to cry out in pain. She struggled trying to break from the monster's grip, but it wouldn't budge. Avril looked over at Randy, giving him a pleading look. Randy gave a nod, and charged towards the monster. Pulling out his katana, he jumped up, and brought the blade down right through the monster's wrist. The monster gave out a pained cry as its hand was cut off of it. Avril quickly got out of the monster's severed hand, and landed on the ground on her feet. The severed hand lay next to her, slowly melting into the ground. Avril gave a sigh, and bend down. She laid her hand on the spot where the hand was, and shadows gathered around her. Avril quickly stood up, and shook her head.

"What is that?" Randy asked as he stood next to Avril.

Avril looked at the monster, and narrowed her eyes. "Ladri di anima," she said, "or, in English, Soul Stealers. Natalia told me that they are one of the monsters Dimension-Walkers face."

"So they steal souls?" Randy asked.

"No shit, Sherlock," Avril scoffed. "It's the reason why they're called 'Soul Stealers'!"

"Jeez…I'm just asking."

Avril rolled her eyes and was about to yell at Randy when two figures were running towards them. It only took a matter of seconds for Avril to realize who they were. Avril waved her hand and started calling out to the figures.

"Ally, Alice!" Avril called. "Get over here, you two weirdoes!"

The blonde and the brunette ran towards Avril and stopped right in front of her, panting heavily. Ally held up a hand, and breathed heavily.

"Give us…a minute…to catch…our breath…" Ally said between breaths.

"Dammit," Alice said. "I never want to run ever again for the rest of my life."

"Ditto," Ally said.

Avril laughed. "Alright, you two, stop acting like you're gonna die. Where were you guys?"

Ally pointed behind her back. "We're hiding with the others. Natalia was making sure everyone was accounted for. But, Alice and I noticed Carrie, you, and Randy weren't there. So, we went to find you guys. We found Carrie…but she was fighting with some other chick. I think her name was Scotia—"

"Anyway," Alice cut in, "we're so glad to find you blokes! I was so bloody worried you two might've been hurt or something else! Lord Almighty, I thought you were taken hostage by that bloke, Victor!"

Avril's eyes went wide. "Alice…when did you get a British accent?"

Alice tilted her head. "I have no clue what you're…OH BLOODY HELL! I DO HAVE A BLOODY BRITISH ACCENT! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!"

Ally groaned. "Ugh…the stupid Rabbit's Curse is what's happening! I didn't know it gives you a British accent!"

"Uhh…guys?" Randy said. "Hate to be rude but…"

"What is it, Cunningham?" asked all three girls.

Randy pointed behind the girls. They all looked, and saw the monster army was looking in their direction. Victor stood at the front of the army, smiling wickedly. He walked up, and circled around the group.

"Well well," the Brit said. "Look what we have here, eh? The Ninja, a cute blonde, a brunette Giver, and the Chosen One herself. My, my, the Dark One would love to have these blokes and chaps. Why, especially Ms. Avril-Drew."

Victor looked Avril right in the eye, and gave a dashing smile. Avril fought the urge to sigh dreamily. She couldn't help it; the blonde Brit was so damn handsome. Victor cupped Avril's cheek, and chuckled.

"You know," Victor drawled, "you could join us. That way, no harm will befall your friends and family."

"Join?" Avril asked. "Join who?"

"The Dark One, of course," Victory answered. "She's quite…maleficent and persuasive. She can get you anything your heart desires."

Avril's heart beat faster. "Anything?"

Victor nodded. "Anything you want, she can get. The Dark One is capable of anything. She can make the impossible possible."

"Don't listen to him!" Ally cried. "Dark One is probably evil! Don't join the Dark Side!"

"Especially if they have cookies!" added Alice.

Randy looked at her. "Really?"

"What?" Alice asked. "Cookies are the greatest bribes you could ever get!"

Avril pulled away from Victor, and held up her katana. She narrowed her eyes and swung, but Victor caught the blade. He tsked, and snapped his fingers. Three Ladri di anima grabbed Ally, Alice, and Randy by the arms. They all cried out, and struggled free. Avril backed away.

"Let them go," Avril demanded. "Leave them out of this! And, how do you know I'm the Chosen One?"

"While you were in a coma," Victor explained, "Randy told us you were reading the Black Sapphire, a book everyone at camp is forbidden to read. Only the Chosen One can read from the Black Sapphire's pages. When Deamata and Overseer heard what you did, they officially said you were the Chosen One."

"The Chosen One for what, though?" Avril asked. "A quest?"

Victory shook his head and said, "A prophecy, or, to be exact, the Prophecy of Destiny."

"What the hell is the Prophecy of Destiny? And what the fuck does it have to do with me?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Victor asked. "The prophecy was created when you were born. When a prophecy made by the gods is created, they always have to have a Chosen One who will fulfill it. The last Chosen One was Demetrius Xavier Walker. Xavier was the son of Creator and the Chosen One of the Prophecy of Fate. You, Avril-Drew Claire Burgundy, are the Chosen One for the Prophecy of Destiny. The question is, why?"

"Why what?" Avril spat.

"Why you? You're just some Mixed girl, whose family clans are the Hoods and Burgundy's. Sure, Hoods may be special, but not that special. So, why are you the Chosen One?"

Avril gripped the handle of her katana so tight, her knuckles turned white. She gritted her teeth, and her eyes turned golden amber. She raised her blade, and narrowed her eyes until they were slits. The monsters all backed up, cowering as they felt the wave of power Avril was emitting. Even Victor had backed up, for fear of getting in Avril's path of destruction. Avril let out a low, wolf-like growl.

"Shut," Avril breathed out. "The," she whispered. "Fuck," she muttered. "Up," she mumbled. "Before," she said. "I," she shouted. "KILL," she screamed. "YOU!"

She ran towards Victor, and slammed the butt of her katana at his chest. The blow was so powerful, that Victor was sent flying across the arena. The army of monsters looked at her as Avril looked at them. She got into battle stance, her eyes turning blood red.

"Who's next?" she growled.

The monsters roared, and charged. All Avril saw was red.

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Randy was pretty sure he wet his pants by now.

When the monster let him, Ally, and Alice go, they all stood in place and watched as Avril fought monsters left and right. He saw her eyes were red and she was shouting in Japanese. It was a scary sight. She chopped off heads, severed body part, and heck, he even saw her grow claws and slice monsters to pieces. It was pretty gruesome; it made Randy almost puke.

Ally didn't react too well. The moment Avril grew claws; she ran over to the bushes and emptied her stomach of its contents. Alice just hid in Randy's chest and cried. Randy didn't care; he was frozen in place and watching Avril. The girl was just plowing through monsters, not caring how gruesome or sicken the scene was. Heck, Randy could have sworn he saw black blood on the ground.

By then, the whole camp was watching too. Natalia and Carrie stood by him, horrified of what they were seeing.

"Signore onnipotente," Natalia whispered in Italian. "What is she doing?"

"I don't know," Randy answered. "But, it's scaring me juiceless."

"Merde, ce qui est faux avec Avril?" asked Carrie, slipping into her native tongue.

"Carrie," said Natalia, "you're speaking French, again."

"Sorry," Carrie said. "Crap, what is wrong with Avril?"

"I don't know," Randy said again.

When there were few monsters left, they and Victor retreated into the woods, disappearing from everyone's sight. Avril stood there, motionless. Her eyes were black and glazed over. Her face was blank of emotions, and her bangs hung over her eyes. She just stood there, not moving nor attempting to. Everyone watched her, waiting for her to make a move. Finally, Deamata and Overseer walked over to her. Deamata went in front of her, and gripped her shoulders.

"Avril, sweetie," said Deamata, "can you hear me?"

Avril muttered something, inaudibly. Deamata looked over at Overseer, who nodded. Deamata looked back at Avril, and sighed.

"Avril, say that again louder, this time."

"Nine warriors stand tall, but eight shall fall," Avril said. "One warrior left to fight, must defeat the warlock with all his might. Eight hundred years shall come to pass, each year worse than the last. The last of the Fallen Clan shall return; the mistakes of the past must be learned. The Ancient Ways shall this ninja obtain; new allies he will gain. The Final Battle fast approaches and time is running thin. Good and evil shall fight, and only one shall win."

Overseer's breath hitched. "The real lines of the first part of the Prophecy of Destiny," he said. "The lines Randall said Avril had read were fake."

Fake? Randy thought to himself. Why would they be fake?

"Indeed," Deamata said, "When someone is with the Chosen One, the Black Sapphire shows fake lines to trick the person who is with the Chosen One. Avril truly is the Chosen One."

Deamata turned to Ally, Alice, Carrie, Natalia, and Randy. Her kaleidoscope eyes were blood red and full of worry.

"And you," she said, "are part of the first part of the prophecy."

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WHAT?! THE PROPHECY LINES FROM CHAPTER EIGHT WERE FAKE? OH MY GOD, IS YOUR MIND BLOWN?! I BET YOUR MIND IS BLOWN!

At the beginning of the chapter, were you guys wondering why Randy suddenly was gay? Well, to answer your question, he's just questioning his sexuality. When someone gets out of their home dimension, their minds do something called a "Reality Check" (Reality Checks will be seen throughout the series). A reality check is where the influences of their home dimension goes away and they start seeing reality and they start to question what really is reality. For Randy, he starts to question his sexuality because in the show he only shows interest in girls, like Theresa and Heidi. For your information, I'm going to pair Randy up with someone. And no, it won't be Avril or Alice or Ally or Carrie or Natalia. It's going to be a surprise. Though, you can put in a review on who do you think I will pair Randy up with!

And, last chapter is part of the "Avril versus Randy" arc. The part two of this arc will be seen later on.

I apologize if there were any mistakes! I'm not perfect and I tried to spot them out and fix them!

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