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Snorfod's destiny

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Snorfod looked around the empty throne room then spoke. "Uh, hi Cali. I'm Snorfod, the chosen one, and I'm not sure why I'm here."

Cali paused, blinked once, then quietly muttered "Quite." She turned to Simon and Blue and gestured toward a hallway on the opposite side of the room. Simon and Blue nodded and bowed, then escorted Snorfod on either side of him toward the hallway. Snorfod stopped and demanded "Where the hell are you taking me?" Once again, he felt a tad bit rude asking that in such a tone, but he wasn't falling for going off alone with a couple of strangers again.

"We're taking you to the legend room. Master Cali would have escorted you herself, but she has much business to attend to," Simon said cheerfully. He and Blue started off to the hallway, then turned back and said, "Well hurry now, wouldn't want to keep Victoria waiting." Snorfod stared quizzicly at them for a second, then followed slowly behind.

The hallway seemed to decend down into the ground, getting colder every few steps. It seemed to reach sub-zero tempatures before Blue gave him a blue robe, much too big for Snorfod's six-inches-tall frame. Snorfod didn't like the cold and wetness of this cave-like hallway, seeming how he's from the desert, but he put it on (quite an accomplishment for somebody with no arms), and continued to follow them to the legend room.

After what seemed like forever, walking in the wet, cobblestone hallway, Snorfod finally got the nerve to ask, "Are we there yet?"

"Nearly." said one of the two.

FINALLY, Simon turned to Snorfod and whispered. "We're here." Snorfod turned to the wall they were facing and saw nothing. It was just a plain, nothing special wall. A few bugs lingered on the walls and water dripped from the celing to the floor. There was  nothing here.

Or so he thought.

Snorfod was about to ditch them and head back to the surface, until Blue took his kitty-cat paw and pressed in one of the stones that were wedged into the wall. There was a slight rumbling sound for the shortest of seconds, then a slim part of the wall slided over, revealing a dark secret room. In it, was a few hyrogliphs written on the walls, a dim candle burning in the center, and a purely white cat in a white robe sitting zazen-style, medatating. Snorfod determind the white cat was this 'Victoria' they talked about on the surface.

"Ah, Blue, Simon, come in, come in!" She said joyfully, without opening her eyes. "You have a guest?" She opened her bright, icy blue eyes, then gasped at the sight of Snorfod. Snorfod could feel his body shift into his humanized form, then tensed up for her reaction, weather it be ecstatic or terrified.

She nearly tripped on the way to hug him.

Simon explained to him, "Victoria's very... affectionate, and it's even worse for you since you're the chosen one-"

Victoria cut him off, her curiousity and ecstacy nearly visible. "THE CHOSEN ONE IS AMOUNG US?!" She looked in his eyes, suddenly becoming very serious. "Oh, yes, I see now. Come, sit down, we must talk." Victoria sat down in the same spot she was in before and Snorfod sat across from her. The candle flickered and spat when Snorfod stared at it.

Victoria seemed one-hundred years wiser, sitting there in front of Snorfod. Snorfod wasn't sure what to make of her just staring at her, so he just took the tube of toothpaste he saved before he time traveled, and squeezed out the contents of it. Simon and blue looked at him in curiosity; they'd never seen toothpaste before.

She smiled and quietly said "Your ora is red, a beautiful shade of red."

"Ummm, what's an ora?" he asked.

"The light that raidiates off of your soul," Victoria said happily.

Snorfod looked at her for a moment more, then said, "Right. So, what exactly was I chosen for, or can you tell me?"

"Give me your palm," She asked, hand outreached.

Snorfod held out his hand while she 'read' it. Her index finger traced the lines of his hand. She took one last look at it, then looked at Snorfod.

"So?"

"It says you will die alone in a cold dark room, never to be heard from again," she said.

"WHAT?!?! REALLY???"

She laughed, amused. "No," she became serious again, "you are destined to save the world."

Snorfod cocked his head to the right and asked, "From what?"

She sighed then looked deep into his eyes. "2012."
TO BE CONTINUED.



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MASTER Cali. X3 I shall now be called Master