seethes
Jameson, a mystery, but still bad news
“Make sure you tell him we have the proof.”
“That's not the issue!” My brother snaps
“What happens if he goes on the attack?
The entire plan goes up in smoke.
There's no point in relying on a ghost.”
“He's under our control.” Jameson says
“It'll be fine. Now, get out of your head.
I need your help with the next phase.
Even a dead man has limited days.
The good thing is we can use him to our advantage.
To one of them he's family.
Now, get up and help me.
Our pets need to be managed.
By the way,
Tell me that prophesy again.”
My brother gives an irritated sigh
“Damn it. Pay attention this time.
The Seer at the age of sixteen
Will meet his eyes with a snake
And going blind, two years it will take
Setting the stage for Death's upheaval
In the end opening the gates for evil
The world then steeped into chaos
The linking of the twelve leading to destruction
ravenous
One whom the Seer calls friend will be traitor
Passing time, Death's scythe shall pierce
Opening reality to indomitable terror
The eyes of the Seer shall be no more
As Death preserves his title and horde.”
Suddenly the vision ends
My heart heavy
I look to my partner, my friend
“What did you see?” She asks concerned
“They're planning something.” I reply
“There's some sort of prophesy,
But that's all I learned.”
“We need to report to the Chairman now.”
Leigh's voice tense yet stout
Taking the chimera, we head back
Back to our boss to report fast
Those two are planning something
We have to be ready
Opening a portal
My convictions steady
Finally, revenge will be mine
Even if I have to forfeit my life
That'll be fine
They took my hope
My promise broke
My righteous anger they will know
Allow me to introduce myself
Though there's quite a bit to tell
I'm one of the last of my clan
My magic thought to be extinct
With it, I'll push my enemies to the brink
They picked a fight with the wrong guy
I won't let them hurt anyone else
Especially those I've promised to help
Revenge on the rise – An eye for an eye
That said, let's go ahead and start the fun
Keep your eyes open
I am a Seer
My name is Nathan Masterson
Trial 2: Going blind
Arriving in an instant
The Grand Terminal heavy
The rush of O.D.s coursing through the levy
Organization Detectives, as we're also known,
We keep the peace – We protect their homes
Coming and going in the blink of an eye
Magically, to every part of the world we fly
One minute here, then gone the next
One thing's for certain
Our frequent flyer miles are the best
The organization is global
But based here in France
To serve and protect
From Paris we make our stand
As an assistant passes by I yell “Hey!
Take George to my room.
And make sure he has food for the next 3 days.”
“George?” Leigh raises her brow
“Georgette.” I correct myself, loud
The assistant rushes off
“You two!” Jerome calls
A keeper to his core
And just under 7 foot tall
His demeanor pours over us all
Keepers are basically handlers
They grade the mission
“We need to make an urgent report!” Leigh replies
“It'll have to wait.” Jerome won't even listen
“Orders are all O.D.s under eighteen
Are to report to the training hall A.S.A.P.”
“We understand,” I interject “but this is urgent.”
“Nothing from a rookie,” His tone snide “is that
important.
Especially you, who flaunts disrespect for authority.
You think you're special?” He scowls
“I don't care when and I don't care how.
I don't care why the Chairman chose you.
I don't care what your clan is.
You will follow the rules.
Rule number one: I make the rules – That is the truth.
Rule number two: The truth is proof.
And Rule number three: If you can't follow the rules,
you're of no use.
Now get to the training hall and don't be late.”
This is one guy I can't help but hate
My blood boiling as I'm about to speak and regret my words
Leigh grabs me, her eyes firm
As she warns me off, I hold my tongue
Joining the Organization has its perks
But there's always a dark side to any work
We begin walking toward the training hall
Three whole months
And not a welcoming soul that I can recall
Everyone else in this entire profession
Treats my position as if it's just a suggestion
They all look at me like I'm worthless
Like I shouldn't be here
They're honestly right, to be clear
But in the end it doesn't matter to me
As long as I can avenge them
Me being content is guaranteed
“You should learn by now.” Leigh's tone taut
“They make their disapproval loud.
There's nothing we can do except keep on course.
In the end we will find our door.
And when we open it things will get better
As long as we stick together.”
I raise my brow
“Was that off a fortune cookie?” I ask
“Forget it! That's the last time I try to cheer you up!”
She snaps
“Sorry.” I reply “I truly appreciate it.”
She gives a smile, low key and bright
Unaware of the stress of the coming fight
We arrive at the door of the training hall
Walking in anyone would feel minuscule and small
This place is gargantuan
Anything you can think of
In this place you can
The dirty looks bearing down
As with every crowd there's always one clown
Stepping up to us, his confidence boasts
All in all he's a little too close
“So, you're the Seer.” He stares me down
His confidence not simply for show
