The Chosen One

Your the chosen one. I have heard that from my gypsy group ever since I could remember. I would always ask the same old question. "Chosen for what?". The response would always be the same you will know when you become of age. Even our Bandolier the oldest and wisest among us would not tell me. I figured it was just a stupid superstition and never gave it much thought.

Well I would soon be 18 at 12:00 midnight tonight. So our gypsy camp was just a bustle of energy getting ready for the celebration tonight. I was putting on my outfit when I heard a whisperd hey. I turned around but didn't see anybody. I shrugged it off and continued to dress. Then a hand fell on my shoulder without hesitating I came around to throw a punch at the person who touched me. He easily dodged it. It was Eric he was taking in by our gypsy camp a couple days before I was born. He was about 5 years older than me but very handsome. Most gypsies have dark hair but you have a certain few who had blonde hair and red. Eric had blonde.

"So how are you feeling about tonight?", he asked. I shrugged my shoulders I'm excited most off all I can finally stop hearing that I am the chosen one. I finally after all these years get to find out exactly what I'm chosen for. " Have you had that dream anymore?". I stopped what I was doing and said yeah I had it last night but it was different from the ones in the past. I looked at Eric and said the guy I have seen ever since I remember always has his back turned toward me. But last night I got to see his face. Eric looked at me questionably I sighed and said it was you.

"Wait a minute so your telling me that I have been the one you been dreaming about ever since you were 5?". He asked incredulously. Yes I said apprehensively. And I haven't told anybody about it. We were silent then he just walked out of the tent.

I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach that just grew and grew the closer it got to the celebration. I was a bundle of nerves as I walked to the front of our group that was assembled at this huge lake were the light of the full moon was making it sparkle. As I turned to face the group, I looked for Eric but didnt see him anywhere. I was disappointed I hadn't told him I was in love with him ever since I had my first dream. Deep down I knew it was him through all the years I had the dreams. Our Bandolier clapped her hands and said let's begin.

"Arabella all your life you have heard that you were the chosen one". "You would always ask chosen for what?. Well child the time has come you are the chosen one who will lead us to greatness. Behold the full moon is upon us let us start the ritual. The Bandolier brought a cup to me as the moon shined its glorious light on me. The bandolier grabbed my hand and said with this blood the muli will be born. I froze as she poured the blood on my hand. The word muli was the female version of mullo which meant vampire. I jerked my hand away and had to ask the question I allready knew the answer to. " Who's blood is this?". The bandolier looked at me and smiled pleasantly. "Why you should know you dreamed about him every night since you were little". We knew from the start that he would be sacrificed for the greater good of the group she said with a sneer. You were to naive to think he would live you. Anyway's his blood will create a force that will be unstoppable and give rise to a new lineage of gypsies more powerful than the ones before. I was so angry and sad that without thinking I pushed the bandolier out of my way and ran down the moonlit path that eventually lead to a open field of Rose's. I sat down and just cried and cried. I could allready feel myself changing. The one person I really truly cared about was gone. I knew that since he was murder he would come back as a mullo for revenge. I waited till I heard the blood curdling screams from camp. I slowly got up and walked back toward the camp.

As I finally reached the camp, I wasnt shocked to see body parts, and blood and guts strewn everywhere. I stood at the spot were the ritual took place, I sensed him before I saw him flint toward me. I looked into his face he was more gorgeous than when he was alive. I looked into his eyes Eric I'm so sorry they killed you,they never told me. Please hurry up and kill me so I dont have to live with this curse all alone. I closed my eye's and waited for death. But it never came. Instead I felt him caress my cheek. He then spoke in a soft voice. "Arabella you are just like me, I want us to create a lineage of our own. You see I had dreams about you to ever since I was taken in by your camp. They were dreams of this night they gradually came more and more clear as you got closer to 18." I was surprised to say the least. But I smiled and said well in that case how about we go to the wagon the sun is about to come up.

That day we decided that we would start our lineage. I had a dream but this dream wasnt from the past it was from the future. I could see our daughter and son as well as their kids and so on down the line. Our lineage would be successful. We would own business, be famous, own properties, castles, and even political positions. We would be a unstoppable force to be reckoned with.