A Fated Prophecy

Aina

     Aina jolted up right with a start. Hand pressed against her chest, heart beating rapidly. She was desperately trying to suck air in to her lungs. Her mind still clouded with sleep and eyes unfocused. 

   Why was she awake? More importantly why did it feel as if she was experiencing her death? Her lungs felt oxygen deprived and no matter how many breaths she took it didn't seem to be working. She doesn't suffer from prophetic dreams, her baby sister Lai does. So why?

   Lai! Just thinking about her sister made her realize why she was awake. She could hear the sobs of Lai. Aina threw back the covers and ran as quickly as her little legs could carry her to Lai's room. 

  The sight of Lai hovering above her bed sobbing while trapped in a nightmare wasn't shocking anymore. She began having the prophetic night terrors shortly before  their home of Atlantis sunk.

   At least the hovering sleep did. Lai was only 6 months old when that happened so articulating what she dreamt wasn't exactly possible. Aina just assumes that was when they began because over the next two years it continued the same.

  The first one after Atlantis, the Tuatha De Danaan cities of Gorias, Finias, Murias, and Falias were destroyed. Another dream and Shangri-La was gone. The more she dreamed the more that fell. Tir Na nOg, Alfheimr, Themyscira, Avalon. The list goes on.

   Aina sat on the edge of Lai's bed and waited. That's all she could do. Until the vision was over Lai was trapped.

  Waiting for the dream to be over, Aina thought about their life the last couple years. She was three when she witnessed the destruction of their home. When the monster smiled at her gleefully explaining that it was going to feast on her and Lai's bones. 

  Three when she used powers she didn't know she had, blinking her and baby Lai from the carnage that was Atlantis and the terrible monster that wanted to eat them for lunch.

  Three when she blinked them to the doorstep of two amazing Fae women who took them in and gave them a home.

  For two years, two immortal years anyway the Fae gave them a family. Gave them hope, warmth, and love.

   When Aina began to show signs of being able to wield magic, they enthusiastically started training her. Things only started going down hill when Lai's night terrors got more and more frequent. 

   Eventually they left. The Fae women didn't kick the children out. One night after tucking the girls into bed they packed and left.

   At three years old and six months old the girls lost their home. At the same age they found another. At five years old and almost three they were alone again. 

  Lost in thought, Aina didn't feel Lai's body settle back on to the bed. Didn't feel Lai wrap tiny fingers around her arm and squeeze. It wasn't until Lai spoke that she noticed her sister awake and the words she said made Aina's blood run cold.

   " We've been found."