"I'm sure you remember." A second Lady in a red robes said, stepping out of the stacks a short distance from the group. "Hi."
"Hi."
"So."
"So."
"What?" Third was indignant.
"Well, someone noticed. And first didn't handle this. So I'm here to fix it."
"Fifth?"
"Fourth."
"Fuck."
"Yeahp."
"When did you learn that?"
"Doesn't matter."
"Who noticed?"
"The Null Cult. That one."
"Fuck."
"Apparently they were keeping an eye on some lesser prophecies. And they changed."
"Fuck."
"Sorry." Said the Hybrid. "Didn't mean to do that."
"No, you didn't. Alexis did."
"Wait, but how?"
"Details. I'm sure Third can fill you out later." Third nodded. "Sixteen?"
"Four-twenty-three." Fourth's eyes narrowed. "And six."
"I don't recall the six part." Said Third.
"....I'm alternate, aren't I."
"Yes."
"Fuck. So I have to clean up... A curse."
"What are you going to do?"
"Manufacture some way to alter prophecies without destroying everything. Then act like I did it. I'll have to contact someone for that. And then I have to make sure I don't make the same mistake with unchanged futures again."
"Null?"
Fourth gave Third a flat look.
"Sorry."
"No. I'm not sure. Maybe I can get Selûne to look this over."
