Leap Before You Think

Chapter 8

In case you ever wanted to know you can't just drop a "Everyone may die." and act like it's as simple as saying "Hi." to an old friend or asking about the weather. It's just wrong.

The corners of my venison darken and I feel like I'm on a boat, the waves making me rock and sway while I'm trying to stand still. I feel like I'm gonna faint. You know what I think that I will. I fall forward slightly and Dylan's arms fly out to catch me. The rocking slows and my venison returns to normal but my head is pounding.

"Are you okay?"

His voice is so full of concern I can feel it like a gust of wind. If that makes sense. I think it makes sense. My head aches and I want to know where Jackson and Judah are. No words come out of my mouth which feels as dry as my mind does fuzzy.

"Are you okay?" He repeats himself. I nod my head but it feels like I'm moving a gallon of milk. "Would you like some water?" I nod again despite the pain it causes.

He sits me down in a chair then walks off returning with a cup of water which he hands to me cautiously not letting go of the cup till he's sure I have a good grip on it. I slowly sip on the water and when I appear good enough to him through his eyes and mind he continues.

"Okay, I'll restart." he takes a sip from his cup of water, "Do you remember the war about ten years ago?" I stare him down till his brain answers his own question. Of course, I don't remember it, I was five years old. "Right, we're different ages." I nod my head which now feels like half a gallon of milk. "Well at the end of the war, the USA shrunk . . . sort of. The thirteen original colonies became their own country known as,"

"Motus?" I didn't know I would get stuck in a history lesson today.

"Right. I could name all of the new state names and tell you what they used to be but I won't do that you should learn that you'll need to know all about," He sees the blank look that I'm giving him and stops, "Now all of those people basically had all of their knowledge of us taken from them. They were told that they won the war and that we surrender."

"But that's not true."

"Exactly. That's part of why I'm here. Now I can't really talk about much more of it but I do have something for you."

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a piece of paper. It looks old. It's this yellowish-brown color and it looks like it's been paced down by many people for a while now. He hands it to me and I open it up and read the words on the paper.

Four representatives of elements shall unite.

Together, they shall fight united by the one who calls himself a Knight.

Fire shall lead, and Air will follow. Earth will break what Water takes.

A great trouble shall they face for one shall turn on the four, one who they adore.

When it comes to the end, they will have to make the world right or all might end in one long night.

If all shall fail they will see that all is never as it seems.

I have no clue what I just read and it honestly all just sounds like it was made up two weeks ago. Like why is this even a thing? Why bother writing a dumb riddle if there is no one way for it to end?

"Am I supposed to know what this is?"

"Again with the questions."

"If you don't want questions stop confusing me."