Beyond the Veil (Threw My eyes book 2)

Foretold

Unknowns POV:

"We have it ready sir" The man bowed before the shadows neck bared in submission. 

"And is she ready"

"Waiting on your word sir."  

The shadows around his figure sqirmed in delight, his pale grin a reflection of their joy. 

"Begin"

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Keith's training session in the Castle of Lions was interrupted by the blaring alarms. Startled, he quickly deactivated his training equipment and rushed to the front doors, where the rest of the Paladins had already gathered, minus Lance.

"What's going on?" Keith asked, scanning the tense faces of his teammates.

"It's an alert from the Pride," Pidge said, her brow furrowed with concern. "They're claiming a psychic member has had a prophecy."

The doors slid open, revealing a group of Pride members, led by a woman with piercing eyes that seemed to see beyond the physical realm. She approached the Paladins with urgency, her presence commanding attention.

"I am Zara, a seer among our people," she announced, her voice carrying an otherworldly weight. "I have seen a vision, a warning that concerns us all."

Keith exchanged glances with the others, their curiosity piqued despite the urgency of the situation.

"What did you see?" Hunk inquired, his concern mirrored in his gentle tone.

Zara's voice resonated with a mystical cadence as she spoke, her words weaving a tapestry of fate and destiny that left the Paladins spellbound.

"In the cosmic tapestry, a prophecy sings," Zara began, her eyes alight with an ethereal glow. "Of the Blue Lion, with celestial wings."

The Paladins listened intently, captivated by the imagery painted by Zara's prophetic words.

"Though deemed fallen, its light shall rise, When the universe faces its darkest skies."

The mention of the Blue Lion stirred emotions within them, memories of their lost comrade intertwined with hope for the future.

"Amidst whispers of doubt, a legend is spun," Zara continued, her voice carrying the weight of ancient knowledge. "The Blue Lion's return, when all seems undone."

The prophecy spoke of courage and loyalty, qualities they associated deeply with their missing teammate.

"With courage as its sword, and loyalty its shield, It'll come in great need, its power revealed."

The Paladins exchanged glances, 

"Through fire and ice, it'll brave the unknown, Alliances forged, in starlight it'll own."

The words resonated with their experiences, the trials they faced together and the bonds they forged amidst the chaos of the universe.

"Its spirit unyielding, its heart pure and true, The Blue Lion shall rise, to see worlds anew."

The prophecy painted a picture of a hero's journey, of struggles and triumphs yet to come, with the Blue Lion sorry Lance at the heart of it all.

"In the final clash, when shadows loom tall, The Blue Lion returns, heeding destiny's call."

Zara's voice held a note of reverence, as if she glimpsed a future where the Lances legacy shone brighter than ever before.

"With its power, destiny found, It'll vanquish darkness, with cosmic sound."

The Paladins felt a surge of hope, a renewed determination to see the prophecy fulfilled and their friend returned to them.

"Mourned as lost, but reborn in grace, The Blue Lion's legacy, a celestial embrace."

Zara's prophecy concluded with a sense of awe and reverence, leaving the Paladins with a newfound sense of purpose and anticipation for the future.

"A hero unseen, yet its legend will soar, For in saving the universe, it'll forever endure."

The echoes of Zara's words lingered in the air, carrying with them the promise of a brighter tomorrow, where the Blue Lion's return would herald a new chapter in their cosmic journey.

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Unknowns POV

The shadowy figure leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with anticipation as he watched the holographic display before him. 

The image flickered to life, revealing a scene of chaos and confusion in a distant city.

"Sir, the distraction is in place," a voice reported from a hidden corner of the dimly lit room.

"Excellent," the shadowy figure murmured, his grin widening. "Now, let the real game begin."

As he spoke, the shadows around him seemed to pulse with malevolent energy, feeding off his dark delight.

"Send in the first wave," he commanded, his voice cold and commanding.

Outside, in the city streets, dark figures clad in obsidian armor emerged from hidden passages and alleyways.

They moved with purpose, their movements synchronized and efficient.

The holographic display showed the city's defenders reacting, but their efforts were quickly overwhelmed by the coordinated assault.

The shadowy figure's grin widened as he witnessed the chaos unfolding. "Yes, this is just the beginning," he whispered to himself, reveling in the havoc he had unleashed.

In the shadows, his loyal followers watched with reverence, their belief in his vision unwavering as they carried out his orders without hesitation.

As the chapter came to a close, the scene transitioned to the aftermath of the attack, leaving readers with a sense of foreboding as they awaited the next sinister move in the shadowy figure's grand scheme.

"I will welcome your return Blue lion" He sat back in his chair a large grin plaster to his face. 

"I will welcome you with the blood of your loved ones spilled on the planet you called home."

I mad at myself for this chap ;-;