Horror of the North
Prophecy
Largot walked into Floats' odd smelling, strangely lit room. On the small desk was a piece of parchment, a quill and inkwell, and some weird stones. Largot knew they were magic somehow, but he couldn't tell how he knew.
"In that pile," a voice hissed from under the desk, where Floats was trying to pick up a crystal he'd dropped ,"is one stone that is not magical. Pick it up." Largot reached into the pile and picked up a stone. Floats got up and put the crystal he'd dropped on the desk. "Good." He said. "Now, last night I had a dream. I wrote it down there."
"You know I can't read." Largot said.
"I'll teach you, you'll need it someday. Now, the dream was about you. You and Helen want to kill the Captain. Now, you will get to do it. It will happen very soon."
"You say 'Now' a lot." Largot said.
"Shuddap, boy, and listen. Now,"
"You did it again."
"The Captain will try to kill you. He will fail, and then you will be given the means to kill the masked man who killed your mother."
"He killed my father too."
"No he dinnit. That man was your foster-father. He loved you as a father should, and made a better father than your true father could now or then. Now, lemme finish. The mutiny will be started, but you must not start it. He will have no support, but you must keep him alive."
"Gotcha. Say 'Now' less when you talk."
Largot walked out and climbed the crows nest. "What did he say?" Helen asked after he'd gotten in and kissed her.
"Pretty much that starting the mutiny's all in your hands. Your father has to do something first before we kill him. He's gonna try to kill me, but I'll live through it, and then I'll get something I need to avenge my own mother and we'll kill your dad. Oh, and Floats' gonna teach me to read."
"Did he say when?" Helen asked, leaning back. She wanted her father dead as soon as possible.
"No, but it'd be soon. He told me that much." He leaned next to her. They both stayed silent for a long time. Some nights it was like this, they didn't need words or contact, just themselves. After hours of just sitting together, they had to leave. They went to their respective rooms and thought of what was to happen in their future.