Once, four kingdoms lived in peace. There was Fallen Haven, kingdom of the humans, Fallen Clover, kingdom of the elves, Fallen Heart, kingdom of the fairies, and Fallen Rose, kingdom of the mermaids. Everything was fine as it is in a fairy tale. That is until chaos struck.

King Oakenshield, King of the humans, ruler of Fallen Haven, declared war on the other kingdoms. He wanted the only race alive to be the human race. He wanted to kill everything else. He destroyed much land and broke many families. The Gods got mad at this. They cursed the human kingdom to be hated and have poor weather. Of course, the hate would of come anyways after everyone else's kingdoms being destroyed.

The king had one daughter, and when she was 16 he took her to see a young elf. He despised the fact that he was going to an elf for help, but the girl had requested it. The elf was supposed to have the power of prophecy. It wasn't unheard of in this magical land but, it was very rare. The princess wanted to see how she could save her kingdom from the wrath of the Gods. When she had heard about this elf, that was around her age, she convinced her father to let her go. She wasn't as bad about it. The King absolutely loathed anything other than humans. The princess only disliked them.

When they arrived, they saw two female elves sitting together drinking something, that appeared to be tea. One had black hair and the other's hair was silvery. The black-haired elf looked up when the two humans walked in. "Oh, Ly. There here." She said nudging the other elf with her elbow. The other elf looked up looked up at them with shining red eyes. "Oh." She gasped, "Hello!" The black-haired elf got up and left the room. The remaining elf stood up. "Hello! I'm Lyra nice to meet you! Come sit down!" She motioned for them to sit across from her.

The royals sat down in front of the strange young elf. "So, you need to know how to save your kingdom, is that correct?" Lyra questioned them. The princess nodded. "Yes, we do the Gods are angry. They have cast a horrible curse upon us," She explained. Lyra nodded, "I see," She got up and grabbed a box from the shelf on the side of the room. She carried it over and set it down on the table. Lyra opened up the box and pulled from it, a blue gem and a red gem. She gave the blue one to the king and the red one to the princess.

"Now, I want you to hold that as tightly as possible over your heart." The princess did as she was told, the king hesitated before he too, held the gem over his heart. "Good, now blow onto it three times. Make sure it's on the spot you held over your heart. After that give it to me." She continued with the directions. Again, the two humans followed her orders. They each blew on their respective gem three times and held it out for her to take. She quickly took the gems and looked into them.

Now, to anyone else, they would see nothing, but Lyra saw something.

"The 8 children of each kingdom must answer the call
If they do not the world will fall
They must travel a perilous journey
And beg the Gods for mercy
They must bring their own gem,
Something that is important to them
Or so face certain death"