The Proposed Prophecies

Forty seven years ago I joined the Alters in an attempt to prepare the world for a new era which I am not going to be part of. As strange as it sounds I believe that I don’t deserve to belong to the new world. I was part of an operation that I could barely explain to people. I often had to make decisions that I am not proud of. Decisions that cost lives, decisions that people might hate me for one day. I was a dumb kid when I started and I have made a lot of mistakes along the way. But one thing I have learned was that no matter what life brings you, no matter what wrong turns we take, we have to forgive our self. And as of today, I do..

Dear Liv, I wish I could give you this advice in person and to make your life easier and to be there for you when you need me the most. But my time is up and all that is left of me is the diary and a hope you will receive it.

I want you to know that Alters made me change and they made me realize that everything happens for a reason. They taught me to never hold on to anything that isn’t meant to be held on to. To let it go, and one day it will return when we least expect it. And for the first time in years, I am finally ready to let go and be reunited with my beloved Clair.

After my wife Clair died, I became obsessed with finding out about the brain abnormality which enabled Alters to read my mind. I thought it would give me a reason to forget about Clair, at least for a little bit, to keep me preoccupied. I thought that knowing the truth about this would give me a freedom of some sort. But it never did. All my obsession did was turn my children against me. I promised myself that I would make the situation with my children better after the brain abnormality was confirmed to be a brain tumor that was slowly taking my life. But this is my destiny, not yours. You are different, you are a daughter of an Alter and that will always make you special, no matter what anyone says.

Life is good and I have no regrets, despite the decision I am going to make right now. I want you to know that my decision to end my life has nothing to do with you, my children, Eve or with the proposal. Simply, I decided to play my final game before the tumor overgrew my last thought. But you have your whole life in front of you and all I want is for you to be happy. Life is one game with millions of opportunities. All you must do is to decide what you want. So what is that you want, my darling?”

Once you read this last entry in my diary, it means that I am no longer alive. You might not know me in person but I want you to know that I love you with all my heart, even if you have never felt this. By the time you read my last diary, you might have been given something I wished you to have; the chance to make a difference and the chance for a new life - the last part of the proposal. I believe in second chances and about the necessity for all the steps of the agreement to be implemented, even if it seemed cruel and unreasonable at times. Life is not always easy, as you may already know. But for the second I held you in my arms I knew you would be able to do it, I knew you could be the light in the darkness for those who need it. And after the proposal is over, people will need the light and the hope to move forward with all challenges of the reestablishment.

I want you to know that it won’t be easy if you chose to become the leader I wish you to be. But life never is. It is only up to you how you play the game. The whole world lays in front of you right now, waiting for your move. And no matter which road you chose, it will be yours.

Jason

Liv closed the diary and exhaled. She looked at the Proposal on the table and thought about what she really wanted. The sun shined onto it and little tiny pieces of dust followed the light. All she had ever wanted was to travel the world and to learn to live fearlessly and freely, to have Evan and her family by her side. But life had changed, and she had changed. It was a new life ahead, she thought.

There was a loud clap from outside. She walked to the window and saw the crowd of Alters in front of the building and military people celebrating. She spotted Evan in the back, standing on top of a truck and raising his hand into the air, smiling and waving. The election had officially ended, she thought. He looked so natural, as if he was always meant to be a commander. It was the time to let go, time to let the Alters leave and to start a new life.

“It is never easy to let go, my dear.” Liv heard Eve’s voice and the knocking sound of her high heels as she stepped into the room and walked beside her next to the window. “It wasn’t easy for me either letting your grandfather walk away and be with your grandmother Clair. But I knew we were not right for each other. He was a human and I am an Alter.” She stared down at the crowed. Liv looked at Evan. Maybe letting him go was the right thing to do, even if her heart felt like it was shattering into tiny pieces. “Is this the end? Am I never going to see him again?”

Eve smiled and looked back at her. “It’s never really over, my dear. It’s just the way life happens.” She turned around and grabbed the proposal. “There is a spot for you to sign on the very last page, all the way on the bottom. All it needs is your signature.” She opened the proposal on the last page and handed it to her along with a pen. Liv held it in her hand and took a last look at Evan before she spotted Becky in the crowed celebrating. She thought of her grandfather and what he believed in, the second chance and being the light that people needed in the darkness. “It is time to make a choice my dear,” Eve whispered.