Lost Souls

Lost Souls - Chapter 2

Chapter 2  

~Pandora's POV~  

I've never been scared of the dark, not even as a little kid when my older cousins were telling me ghost stories. But now I was scared. Not only was it dark there was a dark, seductive voice reciting a poem.  

The time of shadows will rein again,  

A time fear and lost will when,  

But hope still lasts in the form of two,  

From different worlds but love so true.  

The fate of all on the year of eight plus ten,  

Remains the choice of her again,  

Defeat has happened till the time of now,  

A promise as dear as a lovers vows.  

One of the demand from many years ago,  

Forever shall be forever shall know,  

One of magic to decide the fate,  

Awoken and awaited by a soul mate.  

And although an end will come to a time of shade,  

This leaves our two with two waiting to be played.  

"WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" I shouted.  

"That my dear is your past, present and future." The poet stepped into the light. His hair, white from age, was cropped short like any normal teenager of today. Pure silver eyes that glistened. Dressed in a satin black suit, he walked towards me and took hold of my hand.  

"My ... f-f-future?" I stuttered  

"Yes. Pandora, you are one of the most important people of all time!  

The one that saves the human race!" He sounded so calm, like he was following a script.  

"Who are you?"  

"My name is Mimir Brasen. I am the writer of that poem I recited. I am, as you would say, a God which is ironic ... the meaning of my name is God of Prophecy and God's gift."  

"So what do you want with me?" I asked baffled.  

"As I said before, that poem is your past, present and future. You are the 'magic one to decide the fate'. Your an old soul Pandora, you have had many lives. It was your first ever birth parents that gave you the witch gene you have today---"  

"Wait what?!?! Witch gene? What are you talking about?"  

"I shall tell you about your first life. You have had the same name for 500 years, and if you've ever looked at the meanings of your first and second name you will know why. Your birth parents, Margaret and Edward Rhian were the most powerful people living, magic wise. They were interesting to work with I must say. They didn't know  

there own capabilities and eager to learn. Then of course they had you! That's when the prophecy was written, an evil being is trying to destroy you Pandora, and Otieno."  

Otieno ... The new kid? "Mimir, the Otieno at our school. Is that who your going on about?" he smiled slightly and looked away into the distance. Following his gaze I saw a hole in the pitch black wall, the only colour in the room. A girl with pure black hair and emerald green  

eyes was standing next to a tall boy with shaggy brown hair and blue eyes. The couple were hand in hand and smiling. Next to them were Mimir. I looked back at him with tears stinging my eyes."That was when you two first met over 500 years ago. Both of you are remarkable creatures, abilitys that have you both on the wanted list!"