CS stands for change scene. Did anyone try my recipe? :D

Chapter 3: Awakening

"Rise and shine sleeping beauty," Dad said. "Wow, you're groggy," He continued teasingly when I hazily turned away from him. "Did something chase you around the house last night?"

"I want to sleep in, it's Saturday! I get to sleep in on my own birthday now because I'm 17. Now, go away and bother someone else." I retorted, rather angrily because he had just flipped over the mattress. I remember getting up after that but not doing anything, I just sat on my bed and thought about the day to come.

"If you're using your age to tell me off, then live up to it and go surfing like you promised with Ivan and Charles." He ordered, leaving the room to collect our diving gear. "You'll be surprised when you get back." 'Nice try in persuading me,' I thought. He was hinting why we were leaving early. There would be a party waiting just for me when we got back!

-CS-

"$15.75 please," asked the girl at the counter.

We went out in the sun to eat lunch and dad asked, "So are you doing any partner tricks surf queen?"

"Maybe I'll sing for you while I'm at it." I laughed, dad had encouraged me to take professional surfing lessons last year and I won a silver medal in a local competition. It was a couples session and Ivan played my partner. "Hey Ivan, just in time for lunch." Ivan sat next to me and ate with us.

As we headed out to the larger swells I asked, "Why are you so quiet?"

"I found the books you asked for on the phone yesterday," he answered, slightly dazed from what I could tell.

"What was it about?"

"Not sure, something about a prophetess. She had descended directly from three ancient civilizations. It also had this supposed creatur-." He never finished that sentence, as his eyes widened and froze.

"What is it?" I demanded after awhile.

"Uh, we're not exactly with your dad anymore," He said nervously. I turned and saw what he did. We weren't at a beach anymore, well, it was sort of a beach. Just not the same one we had sailed away from. It was a foggy drab coast, with no people, no trees and no rocks. All around us was….empty as though I was moved to an unfinished planet.

Then I spotted one person. She was just sitting there, staring in the distance, not even her eyes blinked.

"Well, we don't have much of a choice but to ask her what is going on."

"And if she is just a mirage or something?"

"Then I'm surfing," I decided; I did better with no people watching me anyway. Stroking toward the said lady, I called out, "Madam, do you mind telling me what happened to my beach, I'd like to go back! Where is this anyway?"

The woman turned her head to me, but remained silent. I neared her just a little further, cautiously mind you, and inquired, "Can you hear me, where am I?"

She flung her head to remove the white hair falling in front of it and faced forward as though I didn't matter. Sighing, she answered, "I brought you into my own realm. I see you really have lost all."

"That, that's n-nice." I stuttered, her voice had the most elegant echo when she spoke, just like the one I heard that other night. She still had a rather careless, smug expression on her face, which I'll tell you made me feel rather disturbed.

"Can we go back?"

"Not until I finish my business." She had absolutely no enthusiasm in her voice, so I could tell I'd have to be patient.

I floated there until Ivan caught up and said suspicious, "What exactly do you have to finish?"

"A guidance of her path. I will recite what I am meant to." Pausing she bent her head then jerked up, eyes white chanting:

Listen, child unto me,

I am the voice of your history.

Your future and your dwindling past

I will lead you until till sorcery you can cast.

I will meet you on the stroke of seventeen

Whether your memory be so keen

You cannot escape the fate or the penalties of your previous past

Only I know how long you can last.

So if you deny my right to show you your path

You shall not survive but face unfathomable wrath.

My priestess remember this above everything

Never stray from the path I lay down, or you shall bear eternal suffering.

So be it one by one or three by three

I'll give you an enchanted destiny.

She stopped abruptly and mocked, "I'll meet you again, unnatural being. And by the way, take heed to my lyric, won't you, that's a good girl."

We were flashed back to my home beach and I up and fainted in the water. I don't recall what happened, Ivan told me him and his dad fished me out.

When I woke up I asked my dad immediately, "What's a lyric?"

"A medieval song. It was traditionally sang with lyre." He answered. I didn't get back in the water after that, and no one bothered me except to go home.

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