Prophecy Child (Part 5)

Apollo knocked on the door, "Master?"
There was no answer. Apollo twisted the knob on the door.
"Huh," he whispered, "It's unlocked."
He opened the door to the room.
Wes took a look at the room which was small with a short table in the middle and a closet in the corner, the rest was bare except for one part of it that Wes had overlooked.
"Master!" Apollo called, "I found the Prophecy Child!"
Confused, Wes looked around the room again.
"That's nice, Apollo," a voice yawned from on top of the closet.
Wes looked up to the closet where the voice was coming from. On top of the closet sat an old man with the longest beard Wes had ever seen.
"How did you get up there?" Wes wondered, aloud.
Ignoring the question, the old man let down his beard that was longer than the closet and to Wes' surprise the old man looped some of his facial hair on the corner of the closet and started crawling down.
When he was finished he stood up and dusted himself off.
"That's him?" the man asked Apollo, pointing to Wes.
The old man looked about three feet tall with a long white robe.
"That's him!" Apollo smiled, "I have a good feeling about this one."
"Mhm..." the old man mumbled, twisting his beard with a finger.
"Wes, this is Dagrod. Master, this is Wes," Apollo continued, introducing the two.
Dagrod scratched his chin, talking to himself.
"Wes isn't a very creative name," he finally responded.
"Yeah," Apollo agreed, "His personality isn't too great either."
Wes, looking very offended, said nothing as the two continued discussing his flaws.
"Anyways," Dagrod said, "Why'd you bring him here?"
"Well, it was Claire's idea," Apollo answered, "But it does make sense, if he was the Prophecy Child, you would probably be the most important person to inform."
Apollo tapped his chin, thoughtfully.
"Claire as in Ms. G?" Dagrod asked.
"Oh," Apollo realized, "Yeah! Her!"
After a long silence Dagrod walked up to Wes and grabbed his right arm. He then flipped his arm over to reveal his forearm and pointed to the crescent mark. He started to tap and poke it with one of his nails and turned to Apollo who was twitching intensely, looking at Dagrod. Dagrod gestured him over and Apollo ran over grabbing Wes' arm too with wide eyes. Wes thought that that was him trying to look for some kind of clue.
Dagrod let go of Wes' arm and took a step back.
"Well, Apollo," he smiled, "Looks like you've finally found him."

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