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"One day,"
"Someone will wield nothing but a weapon during the silver age and all-cause will go to fault and all fault comes in the tiniest betrayal."
Calum had told me that a voice spoke to him, of a prophecy. Though it doesn't rhyme in any way, it truly speaks it's way around something quite ordinary.
I kept that in mind up until prince Ashton and Luke had separated and reunited again. That night, I heard news -- not sure if it's good news or bad news -- either way, someone had killed the king of Naboo. I heard people say how he was killed in a battle, others say he has been killed during his sleep in his very own bedroom on the third floor from the far left hallway.
Am I to say that I know the secrets of all? Yes, I know the secrets. I know everything because I planned out everything and it's going exactly the way I want it to.
I told Ashton, Calum told Luke, the prophecy will be told.
I made Ashton believe that Luke killed his blood-relates, which is far from the real truth. Of course, it wasn't Luke but it wasn't me who killed them, it's the closest person Ashton would call family.
As Ashton becomes more and more exasperated towards Luke, who had done nothing at all, Calum will be back in his rightful place, just as he always should be. None one else and when that has yet to happen, Ashton will perish.
His shiny golden crown will be taken off his head and his kinfolk will have everything they ever wanted, after all, their fortune is everything they want.
On the fourth day, where I had a hidden alchemist-laboratory back in the dark and spooky alleyway, I knew this silver age was only beginning.
The golden age happened a long time ago with it's uncertain of tragic deaths, they really only started to happen because of me.
I told the civilians to praise Luke more and often so that Calum would get angry and murder him and with that, Ashton would find out and secretly kill off Calum.
I actually saw a good view of Calum murdering Luke with a broken glass bottle. The two were kicking at it with the drinking and laughing until Calum got up from the garden floor during the night with only a lamp post near where they're at and poured out all it's liquid and smashed the bottle onto a brick fence.
Calum neared closer to Luke and aimed the shards at his left eye. With Calum's left hand, he gripped onto Luke's head so he wouldn't go anywhere and slowly sunk the bottle into his eye. It gushed out with fresh blood, as it pooled down his left cheek. The blood-splattered a bit as the action happened, tiny bits of blood.
I heard Luke's screams and his cry out of pain, his body started to fall backward and Calum knelt down and ripped out the bottle from out of his eye.
He rubbed his thumb and pointer finger together and started to quickly tear out his eye from his socket. Once he had the eye removed, he gave it a look and pocketed it then he took out a dagger and plunged it into his stomach.
It was incredible how no one heard Luke's cries.
So Ashton and I sat there, sitting across from each other on this small round table, I offered him some wine and gave myself some too. I added nightshades to both the cups. He didn't know, I knew. Everything blacked out and became to fade and a few years ago, I just entered a new light of era.
On the fourth day, where I had a hidden alchemist-laboratory back in the dark and spooky alleyway, Ashton came to the exact location I told him to meet me at. Throughout my whole life, I experimented with all different kinds of potions, I traveled above and beneath, far and wide to find rare weapons and the first person to see my special collection is Ashton. No one's known about this place but for me.
"He lied to you! Do you understand? He's been lying to you!" My voice shouted out in a wave of such serious-mannered anger that the shout bounced off the walls and startled Ashton for a few minutes and at that very moment when the walls are shaking, the floor is shaking, the potions placed on the shelves nicely had fallen off and spilled onto the floor, is when I knew my number one goal is completed.
Ashton's full potential is at it's highest it has ever been.
Calum might have used to be the scariest, most brutal king that has ever lived on this planet but nothing could compare to Ashton.
He doesn't know it but I do. Am I to say that I know the secrets of all? Yes, I know the secrets. I know everything because I planned out everything and it's going exactly the way I want it to.
Ashton has a power of his own and it's powerful, very powerful. Without even thinking, he could have someone's head snap at the split second and he would have no idea he did that, he wouldn't be aware of what he did.
I've seen it and he goes absolutely ballistic when something doesn't go his way. I was shocked, to say the least, I wanted to see more of it, I wanted to see where his limits are, I want to see if the world goes burning from his hands.
I saw Ashton sitting down at the beach as he watched his siblings play out in the water, splashing each other.
I walked up to him and he gave me a questioning look. I took out a small and fancy looking glass bottle that contains a purple flowing gas.
I gave it to him and he immediately began to open the cap. The gas came out and flowed through his nose and worked its way inside of his body.
I laughed to myself at how easy this plan had gone so smoothly.
I leaned down to Ashton and whispered into his ear, "There's this archer waiting on your command to...kill a girl, she didn't get what you wanted but there's also this boy who could be capable of getting a purple gem, just as you wanted."
And that night never once was the same again. I knew from the start Ashton is beginning to have nightmares, something livid to one's very own eye. All of those dreams have to do with him and they all have to do something with Luke, Calum, and I.
On the fourth day, where I had a hidden alchemist-laboratory back in the dark and spooky alleyway, I knew this silver age was only beginning.
To be continued...
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FanfictionSome things look good only in dreams but not in reality. {Completed} [FANTASY au] In story telling, Michael knows all the secrets.
