Nyctalgia's POV
When I woke up the next morning I was literally laying on top of Lucid. He wasn't awake from what I could tell so I didn't open my eyes so I could wake up more. Finally after a few minutes of laying there bored I peeled my eyes open. I had my pillow up on his hip and I placed my chin up on it an sighed. "Really body you couldn't go back to sleep..." There was a bright flash in front of me and I sat bolt right up. "What the literal FUCK?!" The guy who was taking my pictures at the photo shoot the other day was crouched in front of me with his camera shoved in my face. He snapped another photo and I fell off the bed trying to get up off of it. I fell to the floor with a loud thump and I heard Lucid wake up. "Nyctalgia what are you doing?" "There's a photographer in our bedroom." Lucid frowned then turned and saw the guy just as he snapped a pic of him. He yelled in surprise and pushed himself to the edge of the bed. I pressed my feet into his back so that he wouldn't fall on me, "Dude get off! I'm still injured you know!" "Oh right sorry bro." He got up off the bed and pulled me up by the shoulders. Another flash erupted in front of us and we both reached up and rubbed our eyes. "Dude!" The camera man looked at us and raised his eyebrows, "What it's for the paper!" We both looked at each other and back at him, speaking at the same time, "What paper?" He looked at us like it was obvious, "You haven't heard?" We both shook our heads furiously, "No!" "Well there's a story about you that they want to write in the paper because your the only living set of twins on Fantasia." Both our eyes widened, "Say what now?!" "What do you mean we're the only pair of twins?!" The blonde guy shrugged, "They've done tests and everything and you're the only ones." I held my hands out, "Wait a gosh darn moment, who's writing the story?" The guy pointed out the door to our living room, "Brandon." My face went from calm to furious in a matter of seconds and I ran out of the room, "BRANDON!!!" I flew down the stairs not even paying attention to the pain I was causing my own body. Brandon was sitting on the couch and he turned and smiled at me, "Ah Nyctalgia! Your awake now! Such a wonderful morning isn.." I punched him square in the jaw before he could finish his sentence. He fell back and took hold of his chin, "God damn! What the hell is wrong?" "What's wrong?!" I pushed him against the wall, "You've come into MY house and started taking photos of my brother and I while we're still asleep!!! I could sue you for that you little son of a bitch!" Brandon held up his hands in surrender, "Okay, okay, okay! I understand this looks bad but we need the pictures for the story!" I rolled my eyes, "Then fucking call me and set up a time that we can come you idiot!" I released him and went and sat at the breakfast bar with my head in my hands. Lucid was standing at the bottom of the stairs watching us. Brandon looked at him and pointed at me, "He always like this in the morning?" Lucid shrugged, "Not really unless one of his contractors comes in and wakes us up with a camera or something else no." He smirked at Brandon slyly and he turned away from him. "Yo Nycalgia you ok man?" I sighed, "No I'm exhausted. And I can't skate right now, I can hardly walk let alone run, and now my whole body hurts because I sprinted out here and punched my contractor." I looked up, "Which by the way I'm sorry about, but that's what you'll get if you come into my house with out permission." Brandon shrugged and rubbed the back of his head, "Yeah...sorry about that but I was kinda desperate." I chuckled, "Kinda desperate? Dude you were full on starving for it." Brandon smiled, "Yeah I was wasn't I?" Lucid and I both laughed slightly, "No shit man." I laid my head back down and sighed again, "Lucid?" "Hmmm?" "Can you get them outta here now?" Brandon started freaking out, "What why? But I need the pictures?!" Lucid shrugged, "Then call us later and maybe we'll do it sometime today or tomorrow." He started to push Brandon and his camera crew out. "But wait don't you want to know why your names are in a prophecy!!!" I raised my head and looked at him curiously, "What?" Lucid stopped in his tracks just before Brandon was out the door. Brandon looked at me pleading with his eyes, "You didn't know there's a prophecy about you two?" We both shook our head, "No..." He smiled then waved, "Well sense your kicking me out I can't tell you! So yeah adios!" Lucid took hold of his jacket before he could walk to the stairwell. "Oh no your coming back here so you can tell us everything you know." He pulled him back in and Brandon smiled, "I thought you'd want to know more!" "Shut up Brandon your really annoying to me in the morning." He shrugged, "Your feelings not gonna judge you but anyway prophecy!" He sat back down on the couch and cleared his throat. "Do you just want me to explain it first and then tell you the prophecy, or tell you it then explain?" I leaned up against the counter from where I sat, "Oh you better start from the beginning and that means prophecy first." He nodded, "Will do!" He cleared his throat again and sighed, "Well these adventurers down in the southern mountains found a large cavern and obviously they explored it."
Lucid's POV
"No shit Sherlock." Brandon glared up at me, "Do you wanna hear the prophecy or not?!" I chuckled, "Course I do I'm just sick and tired of seeing ur face right now sense your damn camera crew woke me up!" I smiled at him evilly and he shook his head and turned to face Nyctalgia. "Anyways, they found a large slab of stone with an ancient text written on it." Nyctalgia and I both put surprised looks on our faces, "No way! That's SO cool!" Brandon rolled his eyes, "I'm so done with both of ur shit this morning." We both smiled and chuckled, "Your fault that you wanted to put the story in YOUR magazine." He smiled slightly, "Well if you want customers you gotta get the stories. Now back to the more important part of the story!" He pulled a thin gray laptop out of his bag and placed it on the coffee table. "They took a lot of pictures and sent them to me to show you..." He furiously typed and clicked on a bunch of files until a bunch of pictures popped up on the screen. Nyctalgia and I both leaned in on either side of Brandon to see better. He looked at both of us, "I feel like I'm in a twin sandwich." Suddenly we both pushed on either side of him and really did make him part of a 'twin sandwich' as he called. "Really?" I smirked as I looked at the photos, "Well if you say something to us like that it's immediately gonna happen!" Brandon chuckled, "Whatever." "Can you guys read it?" I shook my head, "I can't." Nyctalgia took hold of the laptop and held it in front of him. "What?" I looked over at him curiously. "Remember that game we used to play when we were younger Lucid?" "The one where we'd connect the dots or lines and come up with words?" He nodded, "Yeah I think I just figured out what it says." He sat up and pushed him self off the couch and grabbed a whiteboard marker. I jogged up behind him as he set the computer down on the kitchen counter and stared at the screen with complete concentration. I looked at the screen then a light bulb turned on in my head. "Holy shit!" I grabbed the marker from his hands and started to write on the screen. Brandon yelled in protest, "Hey don't write on my computer!" We both waved him off, "It's a damn whiteboard marker! Now shut up!" Nyctalgia was writing down the letters I wrote down on another sheet of paper and after I finished he looked down at the jumble of words on the paper. "They aren't in the correct order." He frowned at the page then his eyes widened, "Got it!" He started to fold the paper in a specific way to make a sentence, then sentences, then it was a paragraph. He finally stopped and he held it out to me so I could read as well. "Readers beware." We both looked up and then shrugged, "For when darkness comes to destroy the light may two unlikely hero's arises from the ashes and reclaim the light. May a mother present the world with two gifts instead of one and thou'est children shalt be powerful in the land of dreams and the living. The eldest Lucid controls dreams and can create anything thy wishes in the blink of an eye. As are the thing of dreams. The youngest Nyctalgia shalt carry the burden of all the pain the worlds may provide. And he may control any demon or monster that stands in his way. But thou shall be more powerful than thy brother in times of great pain and suffering. When thou come together and use thy devine power to save the worlds from the darkness forever more." The paper fell to the floor between us and we stood there silent for a moment. Brandon looked between us both a little confused. "What's wrong?" I grabbed my brothers shoulders and turned him so that I could see his tattoo better. "What?" Nyctalgia looked back at me across his shoulder. "I wonder why these wings are for?" I shrugged, "Don't know." Brandon pat both of our shoulders, "Well I'm gonna go and we can talk later today if you want. Oh and about the pictures?" We looked at each other for a moment the looked back at Brandon, "6:00pm ok with you?" He nodded, "Yep that's fine! See you then!" He strode out the door and closed it softly behind him. I sighed, "Now if you don't mind I'm going to go get ready for work!" I sprinted back up to the room and changed into my work clothes. Then I heard Nyctalgia yell in surprise. I jogged out of the room and grabbed my briefcase. "What?" I saw him standing there in the living room facing me. He looked like he was trying to hide something from me. "Nyctalgia what's behind your back?" He shook his head, I walked down and turned him around. "Dude." He had a pair of wings that looked exactly like the tattoo protruding out of his back. "How'd this happen?" He shrugged, "I was just thinking about what it'd be like to fly and then my back started to hurt a little and I turned and saw the wings forming on my back! I swear!" "I wonder if I can do that?" He held up his hands, "Well don't try it now or else your gonna rip your clothes!" I chuckled, "So I can easily buy a new one." He smacked me, "No! Cause then I'm honing to be the one to take care of it not you! I already take care of enough laundry!" I laughed, "I can't take you seriously with the wings yet." He rolled his eyes, "Shut up man." He flapped the wings and pushed me over to the door with the strength of the wind. "Now get to work ya bitch ass bitch!" I smiled and walked out the door. 'What the hell is happening to our lives?'
