To readers out there, before reading this I have to warn you, this story different then what you expect it to be.  This story is about the medieval times, and it's also a fantasy.  I wanted to make the story different from a lot of stories, and since I love mythical creatures I decided to add the characters from Rurouni Kenshin series to my story.  If you have any comments, suggestions or questions, please leave them in the reviews.  Thanks!  Hope you like it!

The Prophecy

Chapter 1

            In a time where magic existed, where the impossible could happen, lived many different races of species such as dragons, unicorns, gryphons, pegasus, gargoyles, cerebuses, humans, fairies, the chosen ones and the one and only phoenix.  Each one having a special power they possessed.  Only humans didn't have power.  Because they were not able to do anything out of the ordinary, they envied the other species.   They killed them one by one, slaughtered them, until they became rare.  From thus, they became known as the mythical creatures.  As time went on, they were believed to be a figment of the human imagination, until one day an evil person got power over all the lands.  He caused wars, as an Imperialist, he wanted to rule many kingdoms.  He wanted all the powers of the remaining survivors of the mythical creatures.  Not only did he want that.  He wanted the chosen one's powers.  With all of the powers combined, he would become not only immortal, but also become the most powerful being to walk the earth.  As the wars started his name was spoken out of terror, death destruction he caused.  He killed without mercy.  He killed without ever feeling remorse, or caring about the other people he would effect.  He all he wanted and lusted for was power. His name, Lord Zayon.

            In the mystical beautiful forest called Bellgum, was where most of the chosen ones lived.  But as the years passed, the magical forest became older, the trees and plants started dying.  There was hardly any life left in the forest.  It was said the magic, that ever mythical creature possessed, kept the forests alive.  Because many of them were slaughtered, the forests lost their life, the will to live.

            Three hunters traveled through the forests.  They were dressed in black cloaks, hoods that covered their face.  They were Imperialists, men who worked for Lord Zayon.  Their mission was to go to forest Bellgum and report if there was any life left in the forest.  If there was any life, they had to report it to him immediately.

            The three hunters walked through the forest.  They wanted to get out of Bellgum quickly.  The forest looked like a grave.  The trees were naked and lifeless.  There was not a plant, or creature in sight.  The fogs covered the trees, giving the forest a gloomy glow.  The hunters afraid to admit it, but they were afraid.  As they continued to get deeper into the forest, they noticed, a little life.  Trees had some leaves, and they were a couple of young plants growing from the ground.  They continued to walk deeper into the forest until they noticed a dramatic change of the forest itself.  Bellgum was beautiful.  Compare to the eerie forest they saw earlier, they were awed to see a different forest.  This forest was full of trees with beautiful different shades of colors on the leaves.  There were plants everywhere.  Animals had to live this deep in the forest.  The hunters continued to get deeper into the forest.  Suddenly, they heard a sweet humming a haunting tune.  The tune, played throughout the whole forest, leaving everything in its wake to feel nothing but peace.  The three men moved closer to the tune.  They followed it until they reached a far open meadow.  They were astonished at the sight they saw.  A woman wearing a white dress, that fully covered her figure, made her look like an angel sent from the very heavens.  Her blue hair was tied in a tight bun.  Some loose strands from her bun collided to the side of her face.  She had amazing beautiful aqua eyes, a color that was rare to come upon.  She had a nice medium shape nose, and curvy pink lips.  She was a beauty.  But what really got to the hunters, was what was next to her.  Next to her was a unicorn.  The unicorn had shape of a horse, but had a horn come from its head.  The amazing shine of white fur glowed from the dimmed light the moon allowed.  The young woman placed her hands on the unicorn's back gently.  The hunters were astounded at the connection the young beauty had with this unicorn.

            "Do you know what they say about unicorns?  They say in order to lure a unicorn, there has to be a young beautiful maiden, who is a virgin.  They say that the only way it works, because a young beautiful maiden would most likely be pure, pure as a unicorn.  I thought it was all legend, but now the scene proved me wrong," whispered the first hunter.

            "Either it can be that, or she would have to be one of the remaining few of the chosen ones left.  But can it be?  It was said they were human like us.  The only difference was they possessed power like the mythical creatures.  They were the only ones able to communicate with both mythical creatures and humans.  A long time ago, legend said they were the only ones who were able to hold peace, between humans and the mythical creatures.  They were the calm of the storm.  That is how they got their names, the chosen ones," whispered the second hunter.

            "Then let's go get them.  Lord Zayon would be very proud of us, don't you think?  If we give him the good news, think of the reward he would give us.  I say we kidnap the beauty, have our fillings with her, meanwhile we kill the unicorn, slash off its horn, and then we take the girl to Lord Zayon.  What do you think of the plan?" whispered the third hunter.

            "She surely would be a prize.  Either she is a chosen one, or a virgin, it still would make no difference, because a beautiful young woman should not be here alone in forest all by herself," whispered the first one.

            "Well, let's make our first move, before they get away from us."

            Meanwhile the young beautiful woman made a gesture to her unicorn friend that it was time to go.  Humming silently to herself, she gathered the few remaining flowers she picked out for her mother.  Just then, she heard noises from behind her.  She looked where the noise came from, but saw nothing.  She had a terrible instinct to run.  She leapt onto the unicorn's back.  She held her hands firmly around the unicorn's neck, as the unicorn galloped away.  But they never made it far.  Screams could be heard from Bellgum.  The young beautiful woman held captive by one of the hunters, while the two hunters slashed the unicorn with their long swords.  They pierced the unicorn, until it couldn't move anymore.  The young woman could only watch in horror what happen to her beloved friend.  Her childhood friend, the unicorn who devoted his life for her died.  But before his death, the prophecy was made.

            The war has just begun.  During the long and hard times of war a sacrifice would have to be made to end it.  Only the chosen one with powers, from all the mythical creatures beyond, will be able to make that ultimate sacrifice.  The only phoenix who watches upon everyone will then die, making life for the new and younger phoenix above the stars.

            All that was left was the body of the slaughtered unicorn, missing his horn, the source of his power.

            Lord Zayon watched his kingdom from his balcony.  He loved when everything was his property.  He sent three of his Imperialists to the forest Bellgum, to see if there was any life left.  He believed that the mythical creatures still existed.  The people, who he looked as inferior beings believed they were all gone from the world, but he knew better.  What he wanted from the mythical creatures was not only their power but life itself.  The amount of powers he absorbed from them, helped not only increase his magic position, but it increased his life years as well.  All he needed was the Prophecy said.

            A chosen one with the powers from all the mythical creatures from beyond will grant their inheritor the power to rule all the lands and the species that live within them.  To find the chosen one, will be only known by blood.  For she is the only one who can't heal someone physically, but also mentally, by using her blood.

            Lord Zayon watched his kingdom peacefully, with evil thoughts going through his head.  As the kingdom silence got to him, he was interrupted by the hunters.

            "Lord Zayon, we have what you requested.  Not only will you be pleased, but you will trust us more often," the first hunter said.

            "We brought you the horn of the healer, the one who could see prophecies like the other unicorns," said the second hunter eagerly.

            "Not only that Master.  We have brought one of the survivors from the chosen ones.  She has unique powers," said the third hunter.

            Lord Zayon turned around by what the third hunter said.  When he looked into her eyes, he saw beautiful aqua eyes.  What made them so beautiful was the fear he saw in them.  Her blue silky hair loose, and untamed.  Her white dress torn and tears which fell from her cheeks to the floor.

            "What have you done to her?  You raped her didn't you?  You fools; I thought I could trust you.  Instead of you fools doing what you were suppose to do, you thought to have a little of your own fun.  Leave at once.  I will deal with you later!"  Lord Zayon said with coldness in his voice.

            The three hunters said nothing.  They only did what their boss asked them to do.  They gulped when they heard what their boss told them.  For their actions alone they would probably have to pay with their lives.  They left at once leaving the beautiful woman with their boss.

            "You have nothing to worry about.  I won't drain from your powers.  Instead I think I have some use for you in my castle,' Lord Zayon said harshly.  He walked to her and tilted her chin with his fingers.  He looked into her beautiful sad aqua eyes.  "I have a son.  My son's mother was a chosen one like you.  She died when my son was born.  Since he does not have a mother, I want you to be his Nanny.  I want you to take care of him and treat him as your son."

            "What do you think?  You think that I will be stupid," the young woman replied.  She sobbed of what happened to her friend earlier.  She truly missed her family.  She missed her husband and her daughter.  She may never see them again.  But she mostly worried because today was the only last day she would ever get to see her family.  "I would rather die then to do you a favor.  I was not only taken from my family, but my friend died, and my body was invaded!"

            "I will bring you nothing but peace.  Looking at your face, truly reminds me of my wife, who I loved dearly.  Ever since her lost, my son has the one thing I can't give him.  You will be safe in my castle.  You will not marry me.  You will be something like a mother to him, but you will be his Nanny," said Lord Zayon.  "What is your name young woman?"

            The young woman looked at the man standing before.  He was dressed all in black.  He wore a black hood that covered that covered his face.  She didn't know whether to tell him the truth or not.  She didn't know whether to do his bidding or not.  However she changer her mind when she felt his aura.  He was incredibly strong.  She knew there was no way she could ever face a man like him with her powers.  She was a weakling compared to this man. Even though she suffered a lot this night, he offered a place what seemed to be comfortable.  But what really got to her was his son.  Even though this man was evil, he showed some emotions for his son.  Maybe if she took care of son, someday his son, might be able to take his place and stop the suffering.

            "My name is Deseray Kamiya.  And I will be glad to take care of your son.  He will be treated like my own son," said the young woman, with courage in her eyes.  "By the way, what is your son's name?"

            "My son's name is Kenshin Himura.  I will put him under your care.  However if you do anything wrong to him, then I will kill you myself.  You are dismissed.  I have personal affairs to deal with."

            A young boy servant came to her and draped a blanket around Deseray.  She nodded to the boy as a gesture to thank him.  She then followed the boy out the room leaving Lord Zayon to think on his own.  As she walked the down the halls, she remembered the Prophecy that was said from her friend.  Now that Lord Zayon knew about the others, it led to the Prophecy.  Mythical creatures and humans alike will be against each other.  Lives will be taken.  The only hope is to find the chosen one who can save them all.  Can they find her?  She didn't know.  The only thing she knew right now was the war begun.