Once upon a time-
There was a kingdom. It was the awesome one to ever be in. The towns' folk loved it, and everybody was happy about it. One day there was a celebration, the Queen had given birth to twins- one boy and one girl. Well, everybody came, except the Witch of Evening because nobody liked her. Angry at not having received an invitation, she stormed the castle. The first baby caught her eye. In an instant she snatched the babe and growled at the people a curse that only the babe could revive. The family was to lose their crown- their kingdom to fall to ruin and all was to be lost. She left in a swirl of clouds taking the babe with her. Devastated the king and Queen had to go to their last resource. They took their only child and fled to the Insane Fairy God-Mother of Twil-Light. They begged her to help and promised anything in return. She promised to give them back their rights at a cost. Their only other babe was given with the crown signature around its neck to the Insane Fairy woman.
16 years later-
A teen hidden by cloak raced down the hills on a flying pig. One does not travel by pig lightly; less one is in need of the magical cure of insane wild beasts. A puzzled piece cottage lay ahead. The teen came to a stop by the door, quickly hopped off and hurried into the cottage. A woman looked up as the teen burst in with little surprise. The teen gasped for breathe for a moment.
"What is it?" The woman asked when the teen could breath. The teen threw off the hood revealing short shaggy brown hair.
"The people of glass in East Year have found the six-headed dragon-"Ah a drag-nopolis." She nodded, and the woman shook her head. A potion bottle appeared and the woman took it from mid-air and handed it to the teen. When she did she noticed the teen's figure and sighed.
"Liniel, what have you gotten yourself into?"
Liniel looked blank for a moment, before smiling sheepishly. "'Tis a shifting spell mother, to hide from that one down south."
The woman smiled at her, "That one then?"
Liniel smiled.
"The bottle will stop the beast; remember how you must use it."
The girl thanked her repeatedly, before going off to ride on the pig. The woman shook her head, as she watched the girl go off.
"It's already time, and she still doesn't know who she is yet." The woman shrugged. "Well, back to the Opera."
Liniel raced up the hill on her pig, much faster than a broom, her hair flying back as she carried the potion. Her mind raced ahead to the Glass People: A drag-nopolis. She hoped it had not taken the town in its wake. She flew above the hills, the swirl of lights ahead swallowed her up. Instantly her surroundings transformed. All around her was glass. She landed the pig with grace, she could not hear the drag-nopolis, nor any sound. An errie feeling came to her. She walked down the groven path and kept an eye out.
Suddenly a huge eye was staring at her, unblinking. She did not move. Only one eye, out of the twelve had noticed. She began moving very slowly. With only moving one hand she slowly lifted the potion up above her head. If not done correctly all was lost. She held her breath, all depended on this one moment- glass crashed. The drag-nopolis moved, with the quickness of a snake, slithering off quickly- ruffling its wings.
She sprang forward, ending up hitting the tail, as she did she held on tightly as it rose up in the air. She quickly scampered up the tail, a difficult task for the spikes lining up and down. The tail twitched, and she felt herself flying up. She used that to her advantage. She jumped high using a spiked point, and crushed the potion deep into the middle head. The drag-nopolis stopped in mid-air. It dropped instantly; she hangs on, whistling loudly, the pig came flying. She jumped from it, and landed on the pig easily. She watched it slowly evaporate, scales scattering from it. Everything else of it vanished, like a magic trick. She grinned. She brought the pig to the ground. The minute she landed she saw the people of glass shimmering from their hiding places. One, defiantly not one of the people, walked up to her.
"Who might you be," Asked the man. She looked at the guy.
"Yeah, I was taught not to follow extremely crazy guys, unless they offered a good paying job."
The guy looked at her. "I suppose you'll do."
Linel looked blank, she did not understand what he meant and decided to leave. She backed up, the guy grabbed her arm.
"Don't even think about it." He warned. She twisted about, used a kick, and her foot hit him right in the face.
He stumbled back. She hopped onto the pig and took off. She figured something was up and knew she had to go back. She turned to go into the swirling lights just up a few feet ahead. As she reached forward, she heard something move through the air. Rope tangled around her, and she found herself flying backwards off the pig letting out a startled cry. She hit the ground with such impact she saw stars. Before darkness overtook her, she saw a gloved hand reaching for her.