The Oracle [Unnatural Book 1] (BoyxBoy) {ON HOLD}

Chapter 2

Allison

I arrived at Jerard's two minutes after six.

Now I know what your thinking.

'What a bad big brother! You complain about how you want to see your sister all time and when you get the chance, you end up late!'

But it's not my fault that the public transportation systems are slow as shit.

"What took you so long?" I heard a voice say right before someone punched my shoulder.

"Ow!" I turned to the right to find my adorable sister staring at me with her emerald eyes. Speaking of her eyes, they looked furious.

"I'm only," I checked my watch even though I knew I was only two minutes late. Anything to get away from the angry fire in her eyes.

My sister's a little bit of a control freak. But I guess you'd have to be if you were the one who was sort-of ordering the boss of this city's vampires around.

"Two minutes late!" I said indignantly.

She glared at me, and I hate to admit this.

She made me flinch.

"Two minutes is not nothing!" Yes, yes, I know.

It was her usual crap about how being on time could mean life or death.

Well I'm sure it was in her case, but that doesn't mean she should take it out on other people!

I gave a sigh.

I should let her do and say what she wants. God only knows how dangerous and terrifying her job is.

"I understand Sis, and I'm really sorry. Like, really." I gave her the famous Kuen family puppy-eyes. We apparently inherited this look from our aunt. She taught us how to play with our faces.

Well, that sounded weird.

My sister's shoulder's slumped and she herself sighed. Relief flooded my every limb and I gave her a small smile while extending my arms.

"Come here you," She shook her head and smiled in return before falling into my arms so that I could give her a hug. It always calmed me down. To have contact with someone. I spent my whole life avoiding contact with other people that sometime's I didn't even feel, well, normal.

I gave her a tight squeeze and buried my face in her shoulder. I was barely taller than her, but she was the whole package. She could've been a model if she chose too. But my sister was a more forward person to pursue that type of life. Like I had mentioned, she was a control freak.

I could just imagine the way she'd boss around her boss. She was a real touch cookie, with a long history - yes I really did that.

My sister broke the hug and we chose a table to sit down at. We each ordered our usual and began to talk of our recent activities.

My sister had helped the Master vampire in procuring a valuable connection to the witches of the state. She began explaining to me the process in which they had undergone to achieve this. I just sat and stared at her, wondering how that little honey haired angel from long ago had become such a beautiful and successful woman.

If only our mother could see her now, I know she'd be extremely proud.

She had to be, of at least one of us.

I, on the other hand, am a social outcast. I look weird, I act weird, let's just face it.

I am weird. 

Despite the fact that the covens occasionally send someone to have their prophecy foretold from me, I don't get any serious recognition from the witch community. I may be a supernatural being, but the witches don't all see me as one of their own. Especially because of that prophecy about the Oracles who break the thousand year waiting period. I think some of them are scared of me, or think of me as a bad omen. Very rarely will I meet a witch who humbles themselves in my presence, that can be exhilarating.

As if this wasn't enough to deal with, I can always feel them.

The spirit of fortune and the future. It's like a being is inside  of me, sleeping. But occasionally, it will open it's eyes, it will perk up and watch for the one whom it's prophecy awaits. It's like there's another me inside of me. Another person whose life depends on mine. Who sees what I see, feels what I feel, and knows, what I know.

I'll admit it now, after many years of confusion.

I'm afraid.

Afraid of what this thing inside of me is. What it means.

I'm afraid of what I am.

"Leo? Leo!" My sister's voice broke through my stupor and I shook it off.

"Yeah, Allie?"

"Are you okay?" I didn't feel okay, but I put up a front. After all this wasn't a big deal.

"Yeah, Allie, I'm fine. I'm okay." She didn't look convinced, and I would bet twenty bucks right now that she wasn't. But I was used to keeping everything to myself.

Allison checked her watch and groaned.

"I've got to go. Mr. Alexei need me." She put some money on the table to pay for her portion. I knew better than to say anything, she can get scary when she's in a hurry. She gave me a hug and I kissed her cheek.

"Bye Allie." She gave me a small smile.

"By Bro." She blew a kiss and then was out the door.

I looked out the window and saw her leave, I paid for my food and a tip before leaving Jerard's.

Little did I know that tragedy was just around the corner.

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Hey you Crazy Coconut's here's a double update! I hope y'all have enjoyed it thus far, I hope to balance this story and my other between school and life. So please bear with me! ;)

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