A/N: warning! These will be mostly short chapters (anywhere between half a page and a page) with a couple of longer chapters as I am only rewriting what I wrote before (in the story I deleted) which was even shorter – ending with e really clichéd ending, cutting it short. It will be maybe an extra chapter – two at the most – long.

"Hey, is Shadi in?" Miliko was asking Shadi's mother.

Miliko was short, with long blonde hair past her mid thighs, startling green eyes, and was slightly overweight. As always, a book was in her hand and she was carrying a bag filled with more.

"She's supposed to come with us to the riding competition," Myanh added.

Myanh was extremely pretty, one of the main reasons she was one of the more popular people at school. With long jet-black hair reaching her lower back, and a knockout figure, the only feature about her that wasn't perfect was her red eyes, which made people look at her twice – something she liked to tell people were real, when actually they were contacts. Her real eye colour was what she called a 'dull, uninteresting mud brown'. Boys fell over themselves to get her to look at them, but she just made sure any new boy was soon added to her entourage, started when she was only thirteen.

"Sorry, she's at the library." Shadi's mother replied sympathetically. "Something about a Celtic spell book, one of her other friends told her about it."

"That's okay. Thanks for telling us!" Miliko said, turning and walking away with Myanh.

"Shadi was supposed to wait for us!" Myanh yelled, annoyed and worried that they might not get to the riding competition on time.

"Well, Myanh, if we want to get there on time, hurry up."

After the ten minute walk to the library, Miliko was wondering if she could get Myanh to forget about the riding competition, but quickly gave that thought up after seeing her friends face as she finally found Shadi.

"There you are, Shadi!" Myanh yelled, earning a reproving glare from the librarian. Miliko hit Myanh on the arm – the library was her shrine, filled with knowledge and skill.

"Of course I'm here. Where else would I be? I have nothing else to do, so I came straight here after I got changed from Karate practice. Why weren't you there? Mistress Dottie is not happy with you two," Shadi asked, looking at Miliko and Myanh.

Shadi had green eyes that would show her every emotion, deeply tanned skin, chocolate hair that was cropped short, was the best of the three of them in fencing and Karate, loved fighting, loved animals, was pessimistic about everything she did, and was striking in her own way, though she tended to be antisocial.

"We weren't there because we were getting ready for the riding competition. And you were supposed to go to your house and wait for us to get there so we could all go together." Myanh literally screamed.

"Oh, is that on today?" Shadi asked indifferently, flicking through the spell book she was holding. "I though it was on next weekend."

Miliko stared at her, eye twitching. They had talked about this so many times – it was Shadi who had forced her into agreeing to go! "No it's on right now, and we just missed it!" she shrieked, before clapping a hand over her mouth and blushing as the librarian glared at her.

"Did we? That's nice." Shadi wasn't even half listening. "Hey! Wicked! Listen to this!

"Dark Goddess, Great Mother, Show us the way. Open the gates to us. Guide us, Mother of mountains and mares-"

"Shadi! Stop! Don't!" Miliko yelled, but it was too late. The room started to dissolve around them.