Pure Bloods

Pure Bloods: 05

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Recap:

"Tonight, we'll do the ritual and we will find out who the other four are. Tonight we will announce the Great Prophecy," Julius said.  

Floyd and mom managed to nod weakly at that. What was so bad about the Great Prophecy? As if he read my mind, Julius answered. 

"The past two Great Prophecy ended in destruction and death," he said sadly.  

"This may be different!" I protested a little too loudly and too quickly. Was I trying to state a fact or just trying to convince myself it'll turn out fine? The prophecy sounded deadly already. 

Floyd and mother looked at me sadly as if I would fail this prophecy. No, I would not. I will succeed and I will save the world, whether or not the odds are in my favor.

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Because I was the bearer of the Great Prophecy, I suddenly got treated like royalty. I got a whole house to myself! It wasn't too big of a house, just a one-storey house with six bedrooms, a conference room which was just a room with a table right smack in the middle of it, a living room and a kitchen. It was said to be reserved for the people of the Great Prophecy.  

I got into my assigned room which was easy to spot because the door had the number '05' engraved on it. Surely it couldn't be a coincidence that my wrist had the same number too, right? The room was huge, literally. There was a four-poster king sized bed, a desk and bookshelves. There was a walk-in closet and a connected bathroom too. Oh, and a mini fridge. A bloody mini fridge. Damn. I got my clothes out to hang them in the closet when I noticed there were clothes in the closet already. There were a few t-shirts that had a howling wolf symbol on it, probably the camp's shirt because I saw a few people wearing it. There was also a black spandex jumpsuit, but it looked too big for me. I jumped into the shower and the hot water immediately calmed my muscles down.  

"Honey? It's time to head for dinner," My mother said.  

"Okay!" I hollered, drying my hair quickly and putting on a camp tee and denim shorts. My mother wasn't allowed to stay in the Great House, the house which I stayed in because she wasn't in the Great Prophecy.  

"Honey, you ready?" My mother asked when she saw me. I nodded and gave her a half-smile. She lead me to the dining pavilion and met Floyd.  

"Hey! This is Cheraline, my sister," Floyd said when he saw me. He introduced me to his friends from the Memor moon. There was a short brunette named Jack, a black haired boy named Nick and a ginger named Eddie. There was this hidden rule that you have to seat at your moon table so there were five huge tables in the dining pavilion.  

"Hey," his friends greeted in unison except for Nick. Nick simply just stared at me with cold, expressionless eyes.  

"Have you heard about the rumor going on bout someone and the Great Prophecy?" Eddie asked. I stared at him wide-eyed. They didn't know about me and the prophecy? I think I shouldn't say I'm involved until later...yeah.  

"Er..no?" I answered. Eddie and Jack nodded and continued talking to Floyd. Nick looked at me and narrowed his eyes. I gulped and looked down at the floor.  

"Floyd, where do I sit?" I asked. 

"Over at the Harmony table. Don't tell anyone what you are," Floyd said in a low voice, making sure his friends couldn't hear me. I nodded and headed to the Harmony table. 

"Hi, are you new here?" A petite blonde asked, smiling widely at me.  

"Yes, I'm Cheraline," I said. 

"I'm Brooke," she smiled. 

"Come on and sit with me!"  

I nodded and followed her to her seat at her table.  

"Don't you have friends to sit with?" I asked. I didn't want to tag along like a leech. She looked down at the floor and twiddled with her thumbs.  

"I don't have friends," she said softly. 

Oh man... 

"I'm your friend," I said, hoping to cheer her up. She looked at me and grinned widely. 

"Really?" 

"Really," I smiled, patting her arm to reassure her.  

Why doesn't she have friends? She's nice. 

"I'm not welcomed here," she said, as if she just read my mind. 

"What?"  

"I'm not welcomed here. They think I'm some freak because I'm a descendent of the Oracle but I'm belong to the Harmony moon instead of the Memor moon," she said. 

"Oracle? As in the spirit that predicts the future?"  

"Yes. I'm a descendent, the next Oracle," she smiled. 

"That's cool, not freaky," I said. 

"It's not. I can see the future but I can't do anything to stop it. When I see my friends dying yet I can't help them, how does that make me feel? Bad, guilty. Everyone blames me for not telling them but I can't, it's against the rules. It'll change destiny," she said.  

"If your friends don't understand, they aren't your real friends anyway," I comforted her. 

"Yeah. But it kinda sucks having the eye," she said. 

"The eye?"  

"Mmhmm. I have the third eye, able to see the future, duh?" She stated obviously. We both laughed and sat down together. Everyone was looking at us, some in interest, some in disgust and some in pure confusion.  

The food was delicious, to say the least. I've learnt a lot about Brooke too. Her parents are divorced, her mother is the current Oracle, she likes dogs and the colour pink and is afraid of cats. 

"Cats? But they're miniature!" I laughed. 

"They're evil! I'm waiting for the day when they take over the world so I can say 'I told you so'!" Brooke laughed along with me. Suddenly, Julius stood up from the Elder's table, the table where the head committee of the camp and the alumni sat. Which were just Julius, my mother and a man named Ceranus whose supposed to be teaching us sword fighting and battle instincts and stuff like that. 

He used a spoon and clinked his glass, grabbing everyone's attention. Once everyone quietened down, he spoke. 

"I am aware that many of you have heard of the rumor of the Great Prophecy," he said loudly in an authoritative tone. Everyone started to whisper but soon stopped to hear what else Julius had to say. 

"The rumors are true," he said. The were shouts and whispers echoing in the pavilion.  

"That's impossible!"  

"No way!" 

"Who are involved?"  

"Silence!" Julius bellowed, everyone immediately shutting up.  

"The bearer of the Great Prophecy is," he paused, looking at me in the eye from where he was standing.  

"Cheraline D'Angelo."