CRAP! I'm Mated to the Bad Boy!

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"It is time."

A dark cloaked figure stepped out of the woods, clothed in a cape of black swan feathers and holding a mystical orb in both palms.

It spun with a gold and blue light, chasing each other in circles that was dizzying to the eye. A tall figure stands next to the other figure, leg muscles straining to keep straight as she balanced on two giant high heeled shoes. Why she was wearing high heels in the middle of a forest, no one knew.

"Do you think they are ready?" 

She asked, placing a hand on the other's shoulder, a sign of companionship. These two were age old friends, walking alongside one another for hundreds of years. 

"Of course, we've been preparing for this moment our whole lives." The other replied, the shaved sides of his head being covered by a mop of bleached blonde hair that whipped from side to side in the wind. They stood tall against the elements, watching as the clouds rumbled on the horizon. 

He was coming.

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"I think both of you should calm down." Nora retorted as the two wolves broke apart for a brief moment, resting from their fight, but only for a moment. Both of them completely ignored her as they leaped at each other once more, and Nora fiddled with the chains on her wrist, angry that she couldn't even budge them an inch. 

She's MINE.

Think again!!

Nora just rolled her eyes. She was growing weary of their constant lashing back and forth. Then, she caught sight of a glint of metal, and grinned as she saw that the keys to her shackles were lying just far enough away for her to slide them to her with her foot. Once they were close enough, she kicked them toward her hands, and grabbed it, unlocking the lock and sighing as the cuffs fell from her wrist.

When she was free, Nora hustled over to the grey wolf, grabbing it by the scruff of it's neck and wrenching backward. With a yelp, the wolf backed off of the black one, who promptly got to it's feet and butted between them.

Nora, run!

She heard the voice say, and Nora turned and busted out the door, not knowing where to run but knowing she had to do it fast. 

"Young one, over here!" 

"Wha-" Nora began, but felt herself being lifted by an unseen force. Struggling to get free, she kicked backward at what seemed to be the long legs of a woman behind her. She couldn't tell much because she was covered mostly in a cloak.

"Okay, put her down, Tay."

"She's a quick one." Came an obnoxiously sweet voice. Nora gave a sigh of relief as she was placed on the ground, and turned to see that the two that were talking were both dressed in long black cloaks. One was holding a strange white orb. 

"Who are you?" She asked, mostly because it was odd how the two were paired. One was a very handsome, buff looking young man that had bleached blond hair swept to the side over shaved sides. The other was a very tall woman with at least four inch heels on her feet. Her muscles were nothing to sneeze at, and she had curly blonde hair that reached her waist.

Wait a minute....

"Taylor Swift? Justin Bieber? I thought you were a myth!" Nora gasped, putting a hand to her chest. Taylor, or, dare she say it, Tay, smiled kindly and gave a little wave. Justin looked very serious, and he took her to the side, saying seriously.

"There is something we must share with you." He said, and Nora listened carefully as his eyes went white.

Only green will one see

If one chooses to be

That which one cannot be. 

An answer one must find herself.

Nora narrowed her eyes, very confused. Was this a prophecy of some sort? Justin's eyes went back to their normal, dreamy brown.

"What does that mean?" 

"That is all we can share, child." Taylor Swift told her symphathetically, and Justin spun his cape as he turned, gesturing to his companion.

"Our work here is done."