The Oracle and The Dragon Prince: Chapter 1

I have known I am an oracle for as long as I can remember. One of my first visions happened when I was only four years old. I couldn't bear to tell anyone what the vision was, because it was just too terrible, so I asked my mom for a notebook and crayons. She gave them to me, and I drew a picture of my vision. My dad, shot in the head with a silver bullet while on patrol. My mom slumped over her desk, at work, shot in the back of the head with a silver bullet and my baby brother crying in his little seat next to her. To say it scared the shit out of me is an understatement. I didn't want to leave my mother's side for a long time. Why silver bullets? I forgot to mention, I'm a werewolf.

But the visions kept coming. My parents didn't make much money, but it was enough to keep us fed and clothed in nice clothes. My dad was a warrior, and a really good one. My mom decided to get a job when I was five. She could take my baby brother to work with her, but I had school. They couldn