Neptune's Revenge: Part 1: Krokopatra's warning
If you want to know the story of a girl who is the chosen one to defeat Malistare, save Wizard City, blah, blah, blah, you opened the wrong book. This girl, though, came close. Her past was hidden from her, and she was the best friend of the chosen one.
Destiny waited, her skin itching until her turn came she drew one of her, oh, wait. Do you know about Ravenwood School of Magical Arts? No? Well, then I need to give you the full backup.
Destiny MistRiver did not no anything whatsoever of her past. Her memory had been wiped. Though her whole line of ancestors must have been wizards who trained in the Ravenwood school of Magical Arts (because she was sent there right after her memory was wiped), a school which was one of the planets in a different universe. The universe had seven worlds, Wizard City (where Ravenwood is), Marleybone, Mooshu, Krokotopia, Dragonspyre, Grizzelheim, and Celestia.
Destiny took in the fact she was a wizard normally, and there was a planet with non-magical people with ease. When she was sent to Ravenwood she did not need to take a test to determine which type of wizard she was, the Headmaster Ambrose told her she was a Diviner (wizard who practices storm magic) and told her how to get to her classroom, the teacher Prof. Balestorm. Destiny was okay with storm magic, because it was the most aggressive magic, until she realized that it fizzled (spell does not work) way too much. She asked Ambrose if she could switch and he said no. Destiny therefore after took more of her second school classes, fire, and people started to call her a Pyromancer. The time her part takes place, Ravenwood is being threatened by a man named Malistare, the former death teacher who went bad and wants to take over wizard city. Let's get back to where we left off now that you know the basics.
Destiny drew a card she had been dying to cast from the moment Prof. Dalia Falmea had given it to her, the sunbird. Now she was the battles last hope. The last wizard besides her had almost no health, and the other wizard lay on the floor unconscious, and defeated.
At the beginning of the battle with Krokopatra, there had been three healthy wizards, one life (specializes in healing), one storm (other than Destiny), and the fire, Destiny. Krokopatra had taken out the life wizard, Kayla DeathBane, out first, knowing that without her healing would be harder. She was working on Austin ThunderHeart to kick out the main source of combat magic, until Destiny cast a sunbird, which enveloped her in flame. As she burned away, she scaly lips moved and Destiny's eyes widened as she heard the words. Then she fainted without reason, the words wiped from her mind.
Destiny opened her eyes and saw a familiar face swim into her vision. Rose MistRiver. Her little sister whose face was as beautiful as the flower she was named for. Destiny lifted her hand and slapped her cheek. Her vision cleared and she had a sense a alertness. Austin and Kayla's faces came into her sight. Destiny sat up on one of Bartelby's tree roots.
"Kayla healed you after Rose healed her," Austin informed her. "You okay?" an edge of concern in his voice.
"I'm fine, really. Stop making such a big deal, if you do, you need a physical shield," Destiny said and rolled her eyes.
"Hey, you lot wanna go to Dragonspyre?" Austin asked cheerily.
"Sure," Destiny shrugged and agreed. She should have stayed in Wizard City.
"We can't. I promised to help Rose defeat the Gobbler King," Kayla said and the rest skipped off to the shopping district.
Destiny stood up and she and Austin walked over to the door in Bartelby's trunk and slid the key into the lock. Destiny heard the grinding of tumblers as the door opened. White danced in her vision as the door teleported them to Dragonspyre. When her sight cleared she stood on hard, brown dirt and the sky forever the same bloody, scarlet red. The place was barren and, amazingly, cold. Destiny looked around. Normally it was teeming with wizards.
"Why are we here, Austin?" she asked.
"You'll see," he said and grinned a shark-like grin. Destiny frowned. The only person who would accept her in the Storm school would never grin like that. Suddenly Austin scribbled the death symbol over Destiny's head and dead, shriveled stems erupted out of the ground. They bound Destiny's ankles together, more wrapped around her wrists, and confiscated her wand. Destiny struggled and thrashed against the vines, but in vain. A dark portal opened besides Austin and out stepped a man with pale skin and hair black as midnight. Though Destiny had never seen him she knew his name immediately,
"Malistare," she spat. "Okay, game's over, Austin. Get me out of here."
"Not a chance, Destiny Drake," Austin answered. "Your father, and my master, are looking for a sibling of yours."
"I am no way telling you where Rose is. And I am not Malistare's daughter," she said in a strong voice, but inside she was frightened.
"We're not looking for that sibling. We're looking for a Miss. Rhea StormBlade."
At that name Destiny paled. Rhea was her second best friend, Rhea was away with her family in Marleybone. She shook her head and didn't say a word, except:
"Rhea is not my sister," Destiny shot back shakily.
"Oh, dear," Austin clucked. "Wiped their memory's, eh, Malistare. You should give them their memory's back." Three silvery threads twirled out of the red orb on Malistare's staff, one settled in Destiny's head before Wizard City, the others off to find Rose and Rhea. They were right. Rhea was her sister.
"Fine than. Have it your way. Give me all my memory back, Austin," Destin glared, referring to the words Krokopatra, an old prophet, had said.
Austin shrugged. "Not the right time." Malistare waved his wand and Destiny was teleported to a dungeon under Malistare's house, Destiny's old house. A small, frightened voice filled her ear, Rose's. Malistare had forgotten to take away her little device that was like a phone.
"Is it true that Malistare is our-"
"Yes, he is, Rosie. Do me a fave, will ya. Get Kayla and teleport to me, I'm stuck in Malistare's dungeon." Destiny could almost see Rose's eyes go wide. A second later, a pop sounded and in a flurry of green leaves, Kayla and Rose stepped out of a portal. Destiny grabbed Rose's hand and they jumped into the portal. Blinding whiteness filled her gaze, and when it faded away, the three girls were standing in Destiny's dorm in Wizard City.
"I have to talk to Ambrose," Destiny said and before Kayla could respond she did something she had never done; she teleported.
*
Destiny never teleported because it announced loud and clear she was a Diviner, not Pyromancer. Anyways, she teleported to Mr. Ambrose's room.
"Mr. Ambrose, do you know a cure for stolen memory?" she asked. If only she could hear what Krokopatra said. "Other than having the person who stole it from you give it back." Merle Ambrose knitted his eyebrows.
"Bargain with the she-wraith Berna. She lives in a room only accessed in midnight with a full moon through a tunnel that will appear in the hedge surrounding the Fairgrounds. The next full moon is tonight. Berna is very finicky and un-trustworthy. Why do you ask?"
"Fire essay. Thanks," Destiny mumbled. She was already out the door. It was eleven p.m. When she sneaked out of bed and eased herself to the Fairgrounds. As she waited she slipped into a nightmare.
Krokopatra was covered in tongues of flame that slowly burned her to ash. Her mouth moved and Destiny caught one word that Austin had not taken away, but it was barely audible.
Neptune.
*
Destiny jolted awake. A tunnel was closing just a few feet from her. Destiny scrambled up to her wobbly legs and just barely managed to jump into the hole before it sealed behind her.
Destiny landed in a plain white room. A hooded and cloaked figure in black sat in the middle.
"What would you give up that matters to you for a wish?" the wraith inquired, her voice like fingernails on a chalkboard. Destiny thought about this. Her family? No. Her magic . . . Yes.
"My m-magic," she squeaked. Berna chanted a few ancient words.
"The deal is sealed. As soon as you find out Krokopatra's words, your magic will be taken away." Destiny was shocked to know that she knew her wish. A portal appeared. Destiny stepped inside the portal and was teleported to her room, on her bed, and in her pajama's. Destiny fell asleep.
She had the nightmare again. Krokopatra burning, but this time she heard the words. Her face drained of color.
"First . . . Friend . . . In sea . . . Neptune's revenge!" and it vanished with black.
Destiny awoke and saw that her mana ball had disappeared. She got it.
Destiny Drake/MistRiver was no longer a wizard.
Destiny heard a faint voice on the wind that whistled in the open window. It was Krokopatra's croak.
Remember . . . Neptune's revenge.