Hey everyone. Knew this was kinda a bad idea- to try and resurrect a story that was once semi-popular but is now dead. But I took the chance. And obviously it wasn't a good move 'cause NO ONE REVIEWED:( You guys made me sad. That's not nice... Oh well, whatever. Here's pt. 2 of the epilogue. Cheers.
You Raise Me Up: Pt. 5
It took her a while to find it. But soon enough Natalie was able to find 2 Alley Way. It was in an alley, as you might expect. She wasn't sure what 1 Alley Way was. But 2 Alley Way was a small wooden shack against a wall.
She slowly lifted up the curtain of beads that served as the door and looked inside. A small table with two chairs and a crystal ball in the middle awaited her. What kind of joke was this? She had been summoned to some fortune-telling place? That stuff wasn't real.
On the walls hung shelves where various vials and dolls sat. Voodoo dolls? Magic potions? And no one in here. Yeah, this was pointless. She turned to leave.
"Wait!", called a woman's voice behind her. She spun around to see the hooded figure from the hologram.
"Who're you", Natalie asked, a little miffed at the fact that she still was unable to leave.
"Ah, introductions", the hooded figure said, "Ok." She lifted her hood from around her head. It was... an older woman. Long strands of gray hair came down to her shoulders. She looked almost... Native American. Like a medicine woman or something. Well, that would explain all the voodoo stuff. "Natalie... it's been so long since I've seen you", the old woman smiled, "I am Mamas Lyoli. But you can call me... Grandma."
Natalie didn't look amused, "Look. I dunno who you think you are, but... I only have one Grandma- on my dad's side. My mom's is... dead. At least that's what she told me."
Mamas grimaced, "Is that what Katherine told you? Well, I would imagine that... but, I am here to tell you that none of that is true. I am your grandmother.
Natalie looked in deep thought, but then said, "And you think I should believe YOU rather than my own mother? Whatever. I'm out." She once again turned to leave.
"Well...I guess you may go. But no one else can help you with your... condition!"
Natalie stopped in her tracks, remembering what had happened in her room minutes before. "You... know what happened?"
"Of course I do! That is why I called you here to begin with. So... what was it? Your hand? Face? ...Tail?"
Natalie looked mystified, "Um... hand."
"Ah, yes. That's always the first sign", Mamas said, stroking her chin.
"Look- could you just tell me what in the hell is goin' on with me?"
"Alright. Natalie... you are the next generation in a family of shapeshifters."
Natalie gasped, but then laughed, "Shapeshifters? You must be off your rocker, old lady..."
"It's Grandma!", she yelled, "And I am telling the complete truth! How else can you explain what happened to you?"
"Easy. I'm dreaming right now."
"Oh... you're not dreaming", Mamas said, and took one of her books, "Want proof? Here's proof." She whacked Natalie on the head with the book.
"Ow! Why the hell did you do that for? That hurt!" Natalie rubbed her head.
"To get some sense into you. See? It hurt. Can you get hurt in a dream?"
"Exactly. Now are you ready to listen, or am I going to have to..."
"No! No! I'm listenin'!"
"Good. Now, like I said, you are a shapeshifter. And all that I need you for is one thing."
"What's that?", she asked.
"There is a stone. A magical one, at that. It is here in this city. And we need it. Why? Ask me why."
"Why?", Natalie obeyed.
"Because if you don't touch it, you're gonna lose these powers by your 15th birthday."
"Um... what if I don't want these powers?"
"Well, too bad. Because if you don't touch the stone, the whole generation of shapeshifters shall be lost. So, are you in or are you in?"
"Don't think I have much of a choice..."
"Good. We'll begin your training tomorrow. Until then, go back home. I will have another visitor soon. His name is Harry Jefferson, and its about getting rid of this man named David Long."
"Uh... okay", Natalie said, and began to walk back to her aunt's house. "It's not like any of this is real. I'll just go back and sleep, and when I wake up, all of this shapeshifting nonsense will be over with."
But she was wrong. It was all real. And ahead of her stood vigorous training, and ultimately, the revelation of who the dragon really was that fateful night. But until then...
Ok. That's it. If anyone's reading this... go read my brother's story! It's Fool's Gold. And its his first ever. Just because you guys don't review mine doesn't mean you shouldn't review his! So go ahead. 'Til we meet again,