Priest

Revelation

"You're going to want to sit for this," Blu said casually lifting herself up onto the kitchen counter, "it might take a while." 

He had a feeling that that was going to be an understatement but sat back down at the table anyway.
"So, what do you want to know?"
None of it. He didn't want to know anything other than what he already knew about his faith and the religion that he had dedicated a lifetime to.
"What exactly are you?"
Blu smiled, "I'm what they call a seer. My power is based around being able to morph or merge with animals."
"That might be a few steps ahead though," Mia exclaimed from her seat next to Alex in front of the fireplace. "Maybe we need to back up just a touch."
"Okay," the young girl nodded, folding her legs beneath her on the counter. "What would you suggest?"
"Where all of this is stemmed from. It's a lot to take in, and a lot to ask of someone to just suddenly start believing that magic is real and exists in this world."
"No more than asking someone to suddenly believe in Jesus and God and all that comes with that," Blu countered.
"Good point," Alex agreed, "but let's just say for the sake of educational purposes we need some more context, regardless of what our new friend may or may not believe."
"Maybe you guys should cover that."

Mia sat forwards, weathered hands clasping together as she ran through the most user friendly way of explaining the world he had inadvertently walked into the middle of.
"Your beliefs, your Bible, isn't that far from the truth."
Blu bristled, her jaw clenching as Mia's grey eyes fell to her and she continued, "there are elements to it that are written in some aspect of reality. Most of it is built in fables, stories constructed in order to make sense of something that was otherwise unfathomable."
"Like what?"
"Do you really think old mate Jesus could turn water to wine? Feed villagers with a thousand fish and walk on water without any help?" Blu posed, though there wasn't any venom in her tone.
"Of course not, divine intervention showed him the way."
"Maybe," Alex settled back in the chair, "or maybe he was a diviner. Maybe he was channelling powers that were beyond anything anyone at that time could comprehend."
"If by diviner you mean he had a direct link to God, and ultimately his power then certainly," Blu's slow exhale of air caught his attention.
"If you aren't even going to toy with the concept that this could be something other than what's written in that book of yours then there's no point explaining any of it."

The Priest had never been asked to completely forgo whatever beliefs he had spent his life following, he'd never even toyed with the idea that something different could have existed outside of that. And yet the last few days had sent him into a spiral, everything he thought he understood about the life that he was leading was being thrown into question. For the first time in a lifetime he was prepared to lay down arms for the prospect of something different. Yet he couldn't help but respond in the ways that he knew how, the only way he had ever been told to reply when he was met with something that didn't marry up to the world he had dedicated himself to.
"Give him a chance," Alex's voice cut through the silence, "it's a big deal to ask someone to make space in their very specific lifestyle for something that wouldn't normally fit."
Blu rolled her eyes.
"Give him a chance."

Chewing on his lip he looked across to where the young woman sat waiting, "I'm trying. I do want to know."
She held his gaze a moment longer before nodding her head slightly, a movement barely perceptible but clear enough to show him she'd give him time.
Mia continued.
"We call ourselves conjurers. It might seem slightly backwards given that for the everyday man that has come to mean someone that bends reality and dabbles in parlour tricks but it's what we've always been. Not all of us will have the same abilities though, some will have stronger attributes than others, and some of us will only ever know how to do the basics. Blu is what we call a seer. She can merge with animals and see through their eyes."
She paused, allowing the explanations to sink in.
"That's what you were doing earlier," he looked to Blu who nodded.
"It's why I could show you what I saw with the wolves too. Think of it as seeing through others eyes."
He clasped his hands together, running his fingertips over the cool skin on his knuckles as he gave it the time to settle into his bones.
"Are you all like that?"
"No. Mia is a healer," Blu took over, "which is pretty self-explanatory when you think about it. Though her abilities aren't limited to being able to heal wounds."
She caught the older woman's eyes as a warmth and tranquillity spread throughout the room, the tension suddenly seeping from her bones as she relaxed back against the wall behind her and Alex grinned sleepily.
"She can command a room in chaos like no one else I've ever known," Blu explained as the young man sat ramrod straight in his seat, uneased by the sudden change in vibe.
"There are diviners," Mia continued, dropping all mirages as she spoke, "those that can create materials from seemingly nowhere. Though like all things in this life everything needs to come from somewhere. If a diviner suddenly, let's say creates wine out of water, then you better believe there is a glass of wine missing from a bottle somewhere else."
Despite himself the Priest smiled.
"Then there's traders and finally finders. Traders are a uniquely rare breed of conjurer, being able to trade spaces with people in the future in order to see specific events or timelines. While finders have the very impressive ability to locate almost anything or anyone from anywhere in the world."

They sat a moment. Priest's head resting in his hands as he ran through what he had just heard.
"Seers, healers, diviners, traders and..." he winced forgetting the last.
"Finders."
"So, how then is any of this related to the Bible?"
Alex shifted his attention from the fireplace to the two across from them, "think of the stories you read. Think of all of those seemingly impossible things that could only be explained by there being a divine power. Those stories are exactly that boy, stories. They are an interpretation of a moment in history that has been distorted."
"But it's more than that isn't it?" he asked, gaze wavering from the older man across from him, "there's more isn't there."
"There always is," Blu said with a sad smile.
"Tell me."
"Our powers," she sighed, sliding off of the counter, "aren't without a price. We are gifted, for lack of a better word, with the abilities we have. To shift objects or create tiny weather scenes in the palm of our hands but..."
"But?"
"But we're being prepped for something more." Mia added darkly.
"Those of us that are strong enough..."
"Like you?"
"Like me. Are being groomed."
He shook his head, "what could you possibly be groomed for?"
"When I said your book wasn't far from the truth," Mia looked to the thick darkness outside, aware now that there were a hundred more curious ears listening to their conversation from beyond those walls. "What I meant to say was the final chapter of your book wasn't far from the truth."

His mind was reeling, realisation settling heavy on his shoulders.
"Do you mean... No. You can't possibly. That's the one thing, the one thing that is metaphorical. It won't happen like that. It's just... it's... it's about the good and evil of people not... not reality."
"That's where you're wrong Priest," Blu whispered, "that's the one part of your little book that is actually written in truth."
"You can't honestly..."
"There will be an apocalypse. Their 'revelations' were about the only thing they actually got right."