The Great Prophecy says Death to One Direction

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           *Rachel's POV*

                       Like seriously. Just when I get here, my boyfriend's going to die. I stare into those warm, chocolate eyes, and i just can't believe he was the boy who tried to sneak into the girl's room. His curly hair that is just neatly combed to his ears make me want to faint. His tee has been ripped off him, so his tan muscles (and some fairly other embarrassing things) ripple out. I blush fiercely, and decide to tune into Soumya's pointless ramblings.

                  "So..just to sum up all the nerd's advice- I am going to die?" Louis mutters.

                     "Yes, you are." Soumya's eyes are twitching with anger. 

                   "Hey, don't insult the lady." Niall snaps. Soumya spins around on one foot and dramatically stomps it.

                   "Niall Horan, was that you?" she asks.

                   "What dose it matter?" Akshithaa asked.

               'If it weren't for you, we wouldn't even be in this mess!"Sierra screams. I want to say something, but I can't. It isn't Akshithaa's fault. When is anybody going to realize that?

                     "Well, okay! Do you have any idea of out fun death?!" Liam spits out sarcastically.

                        "Umm...that's the kick. I don't have any idea. But an element. Like for Zayn, it was fire." Akshithaa says slowly.

                  "Really now?! What was the element? Will I die in pain?" Harry asks like the beautiful boy he his.

                   "Ummm..."Askhithaa tries to backtrack, but Soumya is on her like Donkey Kong.

                      "Akshithaa. Now." she almost yells. 

                         "Earth. One Direction is to die under the power of Earth." All heads immeadiatly swivel to me.

                      "No! She's wrong! I would never kill One Direction!" I say.

                           'We can't trust you." Harry spits out disgracefully. I feel tears pricking at my eyes.

                    "It's a stupid prophecy! Why do you people think it's me?!" I shriek. 

                        "Well, you are Earth." Sierra looks down.

                      "What?! No support from you either, I guess! Anybody! Gosh, Sierra, if you wanted Harry, go take him! Atleast I cared more about you than him! You would kill me, wouldn't you?" I shriek again.

                        "No! I mean yes! I mean no!" Even Soumya is looking at me with hatred.

                      "Okay, fine! Atleast I didn't laugh or shun you because of your own stupid prophecies. I start backing away. Harry bounds toward me, and I jump away. 

                        "Don't touch me!" Harry grabs my hand, and as soon as I step onto that reddish- orange tile, I knew I was a goner.

               *Rajee's POV*

                            "Master?" I look forward into the mist. The boy, I know him. I can tell, his glossy, blonde hair the only feature I can make out in this terrible weather.

                        "Well, hello- sister." he murmurs in that sweet tone disguising that lost, hatred voice that haunts him forever. He finally steps out. His crystalline, ice-blue eyes are perfect under the misty frame. His clothes, his robust arms, his recognizable scar on his high cheekbone. Luke Castellan. This can mean only one thing. Trouble. All of a sudden, a huge mash of people land on Luke's dramatic entrance. I watch as Luke pulls somebody up, and throws her to me. I catch Rachel in my arms, and she awakens.

                        "Well, well, well. Earth and Fire, I've been expecting you." Luke says in that cracking voice.

                      "Harry!" Zayn screams. Harry pulls himself to his feet anhd starts screaming.

                          "Zaynie! I need tacos!" Harry and Zzayn start running together in slow motion, music everywhere in a field of daisies. The record scratches. I pull them apart.

                    "Guys, not the time." I point at Luke and they gasp. Then Harry notices his evil futuristic self.

                     "Hey....I look good in my twenties." Harry shakes his head, smiling.

                       "They want to take over the world!" Zayn says in awe. I decide to finally slap my first member of One Direction, and I cannot begin to explain how amazing it felt.

                     "Ow!!" Zayn falls to his knees, clutching his cheek.

                          "Oh, get up, you wimp." I mutter angrily.

                    'Now, now, we have buisness to attend to." Luke smiles at his evil minions (One Direction). 

                         "'Can I pretty, pretty, please zap Harry?" Louis asks, holding out his zapper.

                          "Louis, believe me , you will get a chance to zap him at the Torture ceremony." Luke cackles evilly. 

                        "I don't like the sound of that." Harry puts on his disgusting face.

                             "Well, what's going to happen now?" Zayn asks, like the stupid idiot he is.

                        'We travel to the future, to take over my land for once and for all." Luke cackles again, and I shiver with fright.

                         "Oh, no you don't." Then I see the face I never thought I'd see again.

                            "I must be dreaming." I mutter. Two boys, who can't even be in the  same dimension. The two boys who are mine to be true.

                        "Why are we all combined like this?!!" Rachel screams to the sky.

                            "Hello, Zuko."

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