“Yes, as a matter of fact, there is.” came a voice from the back of the room. The voice, a man’s, walked toward the front of the room and stood beside Nicole. Thick dark framed glasses sat on the end of his nose, and a head full of gray white hair covered his head. “And who are you?” said the American man who had asked for the proof.

“I am the seer, or well, the a descendant of a seer. That means I can see things, you know other things. My name is Jonathan White.”

“How nice, we have a crazy old man telling us what to do.”

“No,” Nicole piped in, “No one tells you what to do, if you want the root of all evil ruling the world. Mr. White is the direct descendant of the seer who foresaw the first coming. He foresaw the second one. He maybe a little eccentric, but he knows what he is doing. Now can we get back to business. Thank you Mr. White.” she said, and pointed him to a seat. “As I was about to say, but we have found two of the three people who will defeat the Unknown. We still need the third. Who just so happens to be the most powerful of them all. I have my best people watching over the two we know of. We will bring them in as soon as we know who the third one is.”

“Who are the ones we know, do we have names?” asked one man.

“Do they practice their magic?”

“No, they don’t practice their magic, but yes we know their names.”

“How did we find them, I mean, if they don’t practice their magic how did we track them?”

“We tracked them by using the Book, and the identifying spells that members developed. The spells must not have worked when it comes to the third of the women. She must be protected by a cloaking spell.”

“What are their names?”

“The ones we know of are Lucy Chance Williams and Amelia Fates.”

“They take their names from their predecessors. Fate and Chance, correct?”

“Yes. It was foretold that the ones who will save the world again will be named for their ancestor.” Mr. White said.