The Second Prophecy (Part 1 of the Dragdani Prophecies) (18 page)

Peter trained
a few hours every day for two weeks. He enjoyed it, and to
everyone’s surprise, he had already mastered half of the contents
of the folder. “It won’t be long before we’re finished here,” said
Delsani.

“
I can’t
wait,” said Helen.

She saw
Delsani looking at her. “It’s just that right now he’s out of
control. “He does obey me when I shout, but I don’t like shouting
at him. It’s the only way to stop him from doing something stupid,
like setting lions lose or something.”

“
Yes, that
would be bad,” laughed Delsani.

Smoke began
to twirl up from the floor. Something was Phazing into the room. It
was a very small Phaze, and when the smoke cleared. They saw it was
a small note. Delsani picked it up and unfolded it.

The
Council has decided that the new
Breed of Wizard-Elf shall be named Draga-Wizard-Elf.

Wadora,

D
eputy Supreme
Witch

of
the Joint Magical Council of Witches and Wizards

Galfad,

D
eputy Grand
Wizard

of
the Joint Magical Council of
Wizards and Witches

“
It seems the
Council is still arguing but have ground their ideas down to two
choices for the name for the new joint council, though they have
the name for the new breed of Wizard-Elf,” said Delsani.

“
So what is
it?” asked Henkot hastily before the others could say
anything.

Delsani was
about to throw the note in the bin and burn it when more words
began to form on the page.

Jaucal,

Grand Wizard,

Odaelhes,

Supreme Witch

of
the Joint Magical Council of Wiz-Wit

Delsani
laughed as he remembered the Grand Wizard telling him how all of
the arguing was driving him mad.

“
The
Joint magical Council of
Wiz-Wit and Draga-Wizard-Elf,” replied Delsani.

“
Wiz-Wit? Now
I know they’ve completely lost their minds,” said Henkot as he
stuffed a biscuit into his mouth.

“
I will be
sure to tell the Grand Wizard and Supreme Witch the next time I see
them,” said Delsani sarcastically.

Saren laughed at the look on Henkot’s face.
He almost choked on his biscuit when he heard those words.

Peter and Dorana laughed to, as he was
looking straight at them at the time.

“
Well,
I think it’s nice,” said
Helen. “Short and sweet.”

“
I agree,”
said Saren, looking at Henkot, who stuck out his tongue.

Peter laughed
again. And Henkot’s tongue grew larger and larger, which made
everyone laugh except for Dorana, who ran behind her
mother.

“
You know, I
don’t think that Peter having his powers is so bad after all,”
laughed Saren.

“
W
ery frunny,” said
Henkot.

“
Peter,
please change it back,” said Helen gently.

“
The
re’s no rush,” said Saren
mockingly.

The boy did
as his mother asked.

Four more
weeks pas
sed, and Peter was finally
finished everything in the folder. He had also learned some spells;
nothing dangerous, just small spells to help him when he was ready
to learn more.

“
The
last night is over and done
with,” said Helen happily.

Peter was
standing with Delsani, who was looking for the right spells to
suppress the boy’s Draga-Wizard-Elf powers, when once again smoke
began to rise from the floor. Only this time there were at least
six tall pillars of smoke. And when it cleared, there were Jaucal,
Galfead, and Berlanin, who Helen knew as one of John’s old crowd of
friends from college. And those three were wearing their red robes,
which were trimmed with the brightest gold. The other three Helen
had never seen before and was quite curious as to who they
were.

But just
then, Jaucal stepped forward. “I’m sorry to just barge in on you
like this, especially at this time, but I wanted to be here for
this. And as you can see, I was not the only one,” said
Jaucal.

“
It’s okay, I
don’t mind people I know dropping in with a few friends,” said
Helen politely as she looked at the three people standing beside
Galfead, and Berlanin.

“
Ah, I seem
to have forgotten my manners,” said the Grand Wizard, “Queen Helen,
I would like to introduce you to Oruealth the Supreme
Witch.”

Helen stared
at the woman. She was wearing a bright blue dress with a purple
cloak. She looked in her early forties. Most of her hair was black,
though grey hairs could clearly be seen, and there did not seem to
be any sign that she had tried to cover it up. The grey made her
look distinguished, and Helen thought the Witch was pretty for her
age, or what she thought was her age.

“
And these
two Witches are Aouren and Kerkeze, who are also members of the
Council of Wiz-Wit and have also come to see young Drago, if you
don’t mind,” said Jaucal.

“
No, of
course not, I don’t mind. It’s just that Peter can be strange
around people he doesn’t know. But you’re all welcome to stay and
see him if you want,” said Helen, “So Oruealth isn’t
it.”

The Wicca
nodded and smiled.

“
You’ve both
got the same job. I mean, you’re both the heads of the Joint
Council,” said Helen not knowing what else to say and not wanting
to seem rude by saying nothing at all.

“
Yes, our
roles our more or less the same,” said Oruealth.

“
So who is in
charge of the Council?? asked Helen curiously.

“
Technically,
you are,” replied Jaucal, “As our queen.”

“
I’VE FOUND
IT AT LAST!” shouted Delsani, unaware that the members of the
Council were even there. He turned and saw them all. “Oh, sorry, I
was looking for the spell to suppress the King’s abilities. I
should also tell you that Queen Helen has ordered me to leave with
the abilities of an ordinary Wizard.”

“
NO!” shouted
Peter, “I DON’T WANT IT!”

Just as Peter
finished the sentence, Delsani was thrown across the room by some
invisible force. He hit the bookcase with a bang and fell
to the wooden floor.

Saren and
Henkot jumped from their seats, but before they knew what was going
on. Their talismans were in Peter’s hand. He crushed them with no
effort whatsoever and threw out his other hand, which pushed the
Witches across the room in the opposite direction. All three were
knocked unconscious.

Dorana hid in
a corner, and the Council members reached for their wands and
talismans, all except the Grand Wizard.

“
No,” he said
to his companions. “What would you do? You’ve already seen him face
a Wizard and two Witches. Put those away unless you wish to join
them on the floor.”

Then the
Grand Wizard turned to Peter, “Please, King Drago, no more. We have
seen enough and we dare not try to force anything upon
you.”

Peter stood
and faced the Wizard. The irises of his eyes had changed from
emerald green to light blue and stretched the full length of his
eyes.

This, to
the
Wizards and Witches, was strange, for
this had never been reported to happen to any other Wizard-Elf.
Though it was not just Peter’s eyes, for four of his canine teeth
had grown into fangs. The top two were at least two inches long;
the bottom two were each an inch. There were also small black claws
sticking out of the tips of his fingers and thumbs. The claws were
each an inch in length.

Peter was
still standing in the exact same spot, unmoved.

“
Why do
this?”
asked Jaucal. “Surely you know
Delsani, Saren, and Henkot all have your best interests at heart
and would never try to hurt you even if they could. So
why?”

Peter said
nothing. He was confused by everything that had happened. He now
looked very scared. He was afraid that he would get into trouble
again and perhaps even get shouted at. He looked over at Helen, but
she did not look angry. Instead, she, too, looked confused and
maybe even a little scared.

Very slowly,
Jaucal reached into his pocket for his wand, but Peter had seen it
at the side of his eye and swiftly turned his gaze back to the
Wizard.

“
Wait!” said
Jaucal. Peter had moved his hand slightly, and the Wizard did not
want to take a chance. Jaucal then took out his wand by the tip
between his finger and thumb and dropped it onto the floor. It hit
the wooden floor with a clatter. Peter did not remove his stare,
and still he stood unmoved. Then his eyes returned to normal, and
his fangs retracted to leave what looked like normal teeth, and his
claws also retracted back under his skin. However, the Wizard could
see faint little slits where the claws once were and could be again
if needed.

“
You see, he
is dangerous just as I said,” said Galfead loudly. “Something
should be done to show these things their place. For if we’re not
careful in years to come, we may have yet another Dark Lord to
fight on top of the two that are threatening our world at the
moment.”

“
And are you
going to be the one to do something?” asked Jaucal. “And if so,
what exactly would you do to this child?”

For a moment, Galfead looked both surprised
and baffled.

“
And you are
also forgetting the Second Prophecy,” added Jaucal, “and that to
even threaten the King is treason.”

“
I don’t
accept this thing as my King. I’ll show you what should be done,”
said Galfead, “Oh, great Grand Wizard,” he said
sarcastically.

“
You speak of
Wizard-Elves not knowing their places, and yet you yourself are
forgetting your own,” said Jaucal calmly.

“
I am
forgetting nothing, for I’m doing my duty to protect our world from
freaks like that,” said Galfead, pointing at Peter.

Peter looked
at Helen, for he did not know what else to do.

Helen’s face
was red with rage, and to Peter it looked as though she was about
to explode. He knew that look, only now it looked as though it were
multiplied by a hundred times more. He covered his ears, bracing
himself. “He knew that Helen’s lungs were about to be tested to
their limits. But before she could open her mouth, Jaucal said,
“Helen, now that Peter has calmed, would you please see if Delsani
and Saren and Henkot are all right and look in on Dorana, if you
wouldn’t mind?”

Helen did
exactly that. She thought if she did not do something to take her
mind off the insult, she would explode.

“
Please think
about what you are saying, Galfead,” said Jaucal. “Do you have any
idea what you sound like?”

“
I do,”
replied Galfead, “and I would’ve said something sooner. However, I
knew that you would have demanded some proof. Well. The boy has
provided the proof I needed to show you that he is a danger to
everyone around him, and he should be –” the Wizard broke off as
though he had not thought of what would happen to Peter if he won
the argument.

“
He
should be what?”
asked Berlanin angrily
joining the debate.

Galfead now
looked furious, for he believed that Jaucal should have listened to
him with a keen ear. He was, after all, the deputy Grand
Wizard.

“
I ask you
again, Galfead, what would you do to this child?” asked
Jaucal.

“
DO YOU
REALLY WANT TO KNOW?”
shouted Galfead,
enraged that things were not going the way that he thought they
should. “Very well.” And the Wizard saw that Peter’s back was
turned, for he was helping his mother.

Galfead
suddenly and swiftly took his wand in his hand pointed it at Peter
and shouted, “THREPOREEN!” Out of his wand shot different streams
of blue light.

Helen had
seen this, and she grabbed Peter and held him as close as she could
as the blue light got close to them. To Galfead’s own surprise and
dismay Delsani, was awake. Delsani’s wand was pointing directly at
the blue light, and he shouted, “DEFECTA!” Yellow light flew and
collided with the blue. The yellow light disappeared, and the blue
flew back and hit Galfead in the stomach. He was thrown against the
back wall, and like Delsani, he hit the floor with a thump. He lay
there clutching his stomach in pain, for no one was in any hurry to
see how he was. They were all too concerned with Peter and
Helen.

However, Jaucal had seen the look Galfead’s
face before; it was the same look that Noesod had on the night that
he attacked Helen.

Jaucal went
to pick up his wand from the floor when suddenly it jumped into his
hand. The old Wizard looked round and saw that it was Peter. He
smiled at him. “Thank you,” said the Wizard. “I’m not as young as I
use to be.” the Wizard went over to Galfead, and he saw that he was
correct, for as he turned him over, he saw that a little stream of
purple vapor had began to rise from out of Galfead’s mouth and
nose, just as it did with Noesod.