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"Can you believe it? It was like they came from the sky..." the old lady said dreamily to her husband, who was sat down staring at the babies.
"Hmm... They probably came from the Vykker's labs, Sam probably gave birth to them." he explained, sighing.
The old lady paused for a second. "Sam..." she said softly, and then she shook it off.
"We'll need to bring the shaman in, he can tell us their names, and their destiny, for all we know, these two could be in trouble." the old Mudokon said, standing up, and he grasped his staff firmly.
"I won't be long, I'll get us some bread, then we can make him toast if he's hungry, I heard he likes his Scrab jellied toast." He told, walking through the low doorway and down a wooden ladder.
"If only you could have stayed with your mother, those evil Vykkers took you away, didn't they?" the old, wrinkled lady whispered to the twins.
She sighed, and began to cast a fire upon the ground, she was very skilled with her magic, but she only used it for everyday purposes, like washing, or cooking.
Soon after, the old lady's husband arrived, with a very spiratual looking Mudokon behind him. The shaman bore many bright tatooes all over his body, and he had a bundle of feathers in his hair. He had a tall, muscular body, and huge hands and feet.
"Lara, this is the shaman, you met him a couple of years ago," the old man introduced, stepping aside so they could meet.
"Why hello, and welcome to our home!" Lara smiled warmly at her guest.
The shaman shook her frail, wrinkly hands and said, "Hi, and thankyou very much."
Lara smiled and went back to her fire, she warmed it up a bit more.
"Would you like some toast?" the old Mudokon asked the Shaman, lifting his bundle of bread.
The shaman's eyes lit up. "Yes, please, do you have any Scrab jelly? It's my favourite." the shaman answered, rubbing his arm with his hand embarassedly.
The old man nodded, smiled, and took the bread from the bundle and held it over the fire, a few seconds later, it went to a beautiful goldy brown colour.
"Wow, that was quick!" the Shaman commented, his eyes wide with awe.
"I've always been very good at fire making, haven't I Mart?" Lara asked her husband proudly.
"Oh yes, it's been very useful to us for years!" Mart laughed, as he spreaded Scrab jelly onto the cooked bread.
He gave the toast to the shaman and he gobbled it up quickly.
"That was delicious, thanks a lot!" the Shaman said hungrily. "Are you ready to start now, Mart told me all about the children, and I think I can help."
Lara and Mart nodded, and fell silent as the Shaman closed his eyes.
He began to chant, blue light shone from his lean body, the room went very dark, and all that was seen was Amethyst and Garnet and the Shaman.
The shaman muttered some words from an ancient tongue, and the babies were lifted into the air, and the shaman spoke in an understandable language.
"Two twins, both born from the queen,
One will be good, one will be mean,
Amethyst and Garnet, two destinies will collide,
All they can do is sneak and hide,
One shall be queen, and one shall be slayed,
One shall be miserable, one shall fade,
In a couple of years time, the Glukkons will be after the new queen, but who?
If the two twins work together, there's nothing they can't do..."
The room went back to normal, and Lara put her hand on her forehead in pain.
"There there, it'll be alright..." Mart reasurred his wife, as he put his thin arm around her.
The shaman nodded and stood up. "I'm afraid that's all I can do..." the he said quietly, and went to the door.
"W-wait, don't you need paying?" Mart called, but the Shaman had vanished.
"Amethyst and Garnet, two beautiful names, we must keep them safe..." Lara whispered, and went over to the two babies.
"G..Gra..." Amethyst mumbled, and she fell asleep.
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