• Triple Threat Together • [Zourry] |Man X Man|

[4]

           " You've got the wrong guy." I reply, voice dripping in finality and conviction. I woke up about half an hour ago on the soft grass of the river bank, and these two wasted no time at all. They started harping about some prophecy that I'm supposed to fulfill, ME , boring ol' Zayn Malik, a simple faerie.

" We make no mistake. This prophecy has been foretold eons ago by the parents of Earth themselves. We're quite certain that it speaks of you because they visited us separately, to me in a vision and in one of Clarice's dreams." I pick at my nails nonchalantly, basically dismissing and ignoring everything that he had to say. I simply refuse to believe this because it is not plausible.

This is how the 'prophecy' went~

Know this, from the race of the meek and winged will spring one glorious in everything. He'll be the true master of all the elements; In him all races originated and blossomed. He is the beginning and the end, Alpha and omega. Only through him, with the help of his beloveds, will peace, equality, prosperity and love reign. Unlike most protagonists in novels and heroes in movies, he won't slay the villains, he'll be the light at the end of the tunnel, the voice of reason in times of conflict and confusion, he'll give enlightenment.

I start laughing uncontrollably as I replay the prophecy in my head, tears practically stinging my eyes from how absurd it is. " I know you guys are Elders and what not, so I'm sorry for being disrespectful but you gotta admit, this is hilarious. First off I'm twenty years old so I definitely didn't give birth to the whole population. So nah no race originated from me." I say while scoffing, have they seen me?! I am not ancient.

" Secondly, I'm just a faerie," I glare when I see them both getting ready to interrupt me and they both hesitate and then close their mouths, effectively swallowing their rebuttals.

          " Don't even mention the merman thing. Whatever voodoo or hocus pocus you guys performed to make me like you, has nothing to do with the prophecy. Seeing that originally I was born a faerie, ONLY A FAERIE, I couldn't possibly have created vampires, werewolves, dragons and all the other gazillion species out there and lastly I have no elemental powers whatsoever so I doubt that I'm the master of all the elements.

" Zayn, nothing is impossible and this is not some fairy tale or myth. The parents of Earth visited all the female Elders in a dream and all the males in visions and revealed this to us, revealed you to us. We don't fully understand how this is even possible, because yes in actuality it is quite preposterous but I have total trust in them. And for the record your transformation was not our doing, the pare-

" Yada yada, the parents of Earth this, the parents of Earth that. Who the hell are the parents of Earth huh? Why the hell don't they fulfill the damn prophecy and bring peace and unity and what not?!" I seethe, getting annoyed. Clarice stares at me intently, eyes shining in understanding, smiling softly, soothing my anger so much that it dwindled from a roaring fire to a tiny flame. 

Both of them were side by side in the river, with their arms grasping onto the bank of the river as they spoke to me. With their upper body out of the water, the rays of the sun highlighted their beauty in such a way that they resembled Gods, they looked otherworldly

" The parents of Earth are more commonly referred to as Mother Nature and Father Time but they're so much more than that. We, ourselves don't fully understand what they are, only they can explain that to you. Our sole duty was to help you during your first transformation and tell you the prophecy and then leave. We're not to disclose anymore information, I'm sorry." Was her response.

I sighed, deciding that this is utter bullshit and I should simply act as if it never happened. " It's fine. I don't need to know anymore because, I'm not any of the things that you guys say I am and I won't fulfill any prophecy, simply because I can't. I'm just a faerie, well faerie and a merman." Clarice sighs in disappointment and Caspian simply huffs, blowing a strand of hair out of his face and stared at me before muttering the second most cliche line.