Rising Phoenix - Sequel To Forgotten Power

Chapter 13

"Another prophecy?" Sophie asked in disbelief, "And to think I thought elves were done with that."

"Well, according to what I've discovered, I'm not exactly an elf, so..." Tempest trailed off.

"Does anyone else know?"

"I told the demigods about it, but I'm pretty sure they think it's about Piper, not me."

"None of the elves know?"

Tempest shook her head, "Nope."

Sophie sighed in relief, "Good. I don't want to stay them into another prophecy. They probably have enough going on already."

They say there quietly for a short time, but it was long enough to give Tempest a good view of where Sophie had brought her. They sat on a beach of sand that looked almost white compared to the darkness of the cavern itself. The water was still a ways away from them, but Sophie warned her against touching it. "Unless you wanted to join us here...." She'd added.

Behind them was the cliffside. According to Sophie, not many spirits came over here because of it. It was steep and hard to navigate, and falling would result in landing in the river, which apparently treated spirits the same as the living. Sophie, however, didn't seem all that worried about falling in, and Tempest wasn't all that concerned either, so it was a safe place to talk privately.

"So..." Sophie started to fill the silence, "How is everyone? The elves, I mean."

"Well, as far as I know, Biana and Keefe have been taking it surprisingly well, while Fitz pretty much locked himself in his room and barely leaves. Tam hasn't let Linh out of his sight - which isn't very different than normal - Wylie spends most of his time comforting Linh, and I'm pretty sure you guys are the only thing Marella never talks about anymore."

Sophie nodded sadly, as if she'd known that that was what Tempest would say. "Do you know anything about Amy?"

"Besides the fact that Forkle had to tell her what happened, no."

Sophie sighed, "Well, hopefully everything gets better for them. I'm sure Dex and my deaths were hard on them."

Tempest met her gaze, "You say that like it's no big deal."

Sophie shrugged, "You walked right in here, didn't you? The way I see it, you're pretty much as dead as we are." She frowned, "Yeah, that's still feels weird to say. Anyways, I know you never actually died, but you willingly walked in here and aren't allowed to leave, just like us."

"But, as you said, I never died. It's not as surprising to hear a living person talking about people who died as it is when the dead are."

"Well, how often do you get to chat with spirits?" Sophie laughed sadly.

"Fair."

There was another pause. "So why'd you want to talk to me?" Sophie asked.

"The prophecy said I had to talk to you and Dex. Why? I don't know."

Sophie thought for a bit, "Well, what else was it about?"

Tempest shrugged, "Something about a phoenix and shadows and that the war wasn't over and me dying and-"

" Back the t-rex up. Two things. One; it literally said you were going to die?" Sophie asked .

"Well, how else would you interpret 'stealing your breath'?"

" Like, I don't know, choking you? Something that won't kill you?"

Tempest laughed darkly, "As if."