"My dear, you are special, I can sense it."
"W-what do you mean." A little girl said in an adorable 6 year old voice.
"You will bring the difference to the war..."
The old women's voice changed, it became raspy and her eyes glowed an eerie green,
"One child, the unpure hunter, turns. With abilities and strength beyond any. Death comes and sacrifices are made. The war will change with a single choice"
She gasped falling to the ground, the poor 6 year old didn't know what to do.
The women rasped and yelled "A prophecy! It's been repeated only once. Guard the words! Now run child!!! They are coming!"
They are coming.