The Prophecy of Hydrangea

TWO *DETERMINING THE FUTURE*

FLASH BACK

Unknown POV

Jon the diviner stared fiercely at Andrew, his eyes red, just as burning coals. He used the staff in his left hand to point at the cat playing absentmindedly in front of them and said softly to Andrew standing beside him.

“once again Andrew, I say kill it with your sword”

Andrew in a rather relaxed manner answered

“come on Jon, it’s a cat, rather too harmless. I won’t hurt the poor creature”

Having said this, Andrew looked at his bosom friend Paige standing right opposite him to get his support, but Paige’s face appeared rather completely expressionless.

Andrew and Paige were on their way to the general training ground for the evening training when Jon the powerful diviner stopped them for a discussion and had instructed Andrew to kill a cat that walked over to where they were.

Andrew started going to the general training ground together with his friend Paige immediately both of them turned sixteen.

This decision was informed on a lot of reasons among which was since he would soon become the Alpha of Great Crest Pack he felt it was better to know the males in his pack on a personal level. And since the training at the general training ground was not only for warriors but for all pack members, whether male or female, he saw it as a great platform to achieve his goals.

Andrew has always been a very lovable young lad amongst his people. He tends to show love and kindness to his pack members. This of cause he learnt from his father, Alpha Fredrick who told him that that was the secret of the Great Crest Pack being the most powerful pack in the world of werewolves.

Andrew learnt not to harm the defenseless or any being that poses no threat. Which was why he saw no reason why he should cut short the life of an innocent cat.

However, he knew the diviner saw more than he can see, but then, he who saw should act. For all he, Andrew could see at the moment was a lovely cat whom non mistakenly can also be qualified as a bonafide member of the Great Crest pack.

Jon’s face grew with both a mixture of fear and hatred, his eyes looked like they were about to explode and burst out of its sockets.

But rather than show his emotions, he said to Andrew just as calm as he had done before

“for the third time Andrew, kill the god dammed cat. Kill it with your sword”.

He points at Andrew this time and looked at Paige with plight.

Paige on noticing Jon's gaze fall on him, immediately bowed down his head, refusing to be dragged into this crazy drama happening in his presence.

Paige already know that Andrew would let no harm come to the cat especially not through his own hands. Paige wishes he could understand the significance of killing a rather innocent cat.

Paige knew for sure that the diviner is powerful but who was Paige to understand the things that neither the ordinary eyes could see or a common man understand.

“The cat is known to us to be a rather peaceful creature. Jon you know me too well, I can’t allow any harm come to it. Please I will not kill it”.

Immediately after Andrew gave the above reply, a heavy sandstorm appeared and swept through the surrounding, shattering and destroying everything blocking it’s way.

Andrew and Paige ran in fright and hid behind the diviner, both laid down at his back.

The sandstorm continued for a long length of time until it got to the cat and instantly vanished into thin air with it.

The diviner let out a very loud growl and covered his face with both hands. Andrew and Paige were terrified, they had never been any sandstorm in their pack or around the neighborhood. In fact, there is no reason for them to experience a sandstorm let alone something of this magnitude to last this long and also create an effect of this magnitude in their pack or it’s surroundings. As much as they know, their pack was everything contrary to a desert.

Paige who was the first to regain consciousness asked Jon.

“What just happened?”.

But there was no response from Jon.

“Please Jon, what just happened". He repeated.

Jon stared at him, this time, his face only expresses pity and uncertainty. He uttered some inaudible words

“The tales of the present and the future. The present speaks of indecision, uncertainty and unwillingness, the future is yet to be determined but would be a direct consequence of today”.

Andrew who has regained consciousness by now and was still in panic, got up from the floor grabbed Jon and asked him.

“Jon please what’s all these, what happened here. I am so sorry, sorry for whatever I don’t know, for what I don’t understand”

Jon looked at him and replied.

“You were just given the mandate to decide the future. The future of flowers, good or evil...”

“But what do flowers have to do with evil Jon? Flowers are the purest” Andrew cut in.

He was confused and couldn't make sense of Jon's proverbs.

Jon continues “The same way you saw no need to kill a cat. There is an evil that would appear in the future, in the nearest future. It exists at the moment but yet to take a form, whether good or evil. Killing the cat would have made the good to triumph”.

Andrew stammered in fear

“Bu..tt you know me eeee, you know I..I..I. wouldn’t hurt that c…..ca…att, why..y…y not ask ask …ask Paige?”

“Because the future is connected to you” Jon replied.

Andrew with eyes wide open asked.

“But but hoooow?”

Jon shook his head and signed before responding

“Your daughter, yet to be born, as fragrant as the flowers would be connected to it. It is her battle, today gave you the privilege to determine the outcome of that battle. Your killing that cat would have ensure her victory on a platter of gold. Now there is no telling whether she would win or would be defeated.”

“If it’s a battle, then our army can defeat it, we are strong enough to take on whatever” Andrew responded.

Jon chuckles and said

“I wish it was that way. It is a great creature battling to take it’s form at the moment. I can’t tell the outcome. It is a battle only your daughter is meant to fight. A battle that targets werewolves. She would be sent a helper or a guardian hopefully before the battle itself. I fear for her soul because no one would be able to understand this battle and the little she would know would not be enough unless her helper or guardian comes to her before the battle itself begins”.

This revelation from the diviner caused great panic to Andrew. Something can still be done.

How the hell would some future expect him to sit back doing nothing knowing that his unborn daughter is destined to meet some unknown doom? He would never forgive himself for being the cause of his daughter’s calamity. Something can still be done, something must be done now.

“How do we prevent all this Jon” Andrew persisted.

Jon answered with his gaze fixed on the sky. “Be careful of the good you see, it might be an evil yet to be formed.”