A Spell goes Amiss and a Journey Begins
The rain fell onto the window pane smashing into several transparent spheres. The girls emerald eyes wandered to her best friend. The second girl's grayish eyes met the other. They were peculiar, and at times foreign, they were green, but like hazel, seemed to change color depending on the light source. Those eyes held many colors; unlike the other girl's, whose eyes only held the spectrums of blue and green. The second girl looked up and bit the bottom of her lip, a worried expression crossed her face as she tucked her blond hair, the under layer colored black, behind her ear, "Amber, are you sure you should be doing this? You just picked up a magic book a few days ago, and what happened to never use gray magic?" The first girl, Amber beamed slightly. Her golden hair was slightly darker, and slightly shorter. While the second's reached past her shoulder blades to the middle of her back in golden curls, Amber's hair barely touched past her shoulders. And her skin, even though it was fair, was not as pale as the second's.
"Come on Sindey Lou Who," the second one, Synthia, cringed at the unwanted nickname, "what's gonna happen, get sucked in the T.V.? I don't think that's possible, even with magic." An exasperated sigh slipped through the second's lips. She wasn't winning, Amber wanted to help, and once Amber's mind was made up, Amber didn't stop, well, except for life and death situations, or peanut butter cups.
"But why, why now?" Sindey pleaded, as Amber shrugged her shoulders. Her expression softened as she placed down the red candle.
"I dunno, I feel like I have to do something, I mean, Jeremy has always had trouble, and—"
"You think you can help," Amber stared at her friend from the hard ground she sat on. A small black and furry creature rubbed against Sindey's legs.
Meow
Amber's eyes followed the cat as its owner gingerly picked it up and stroked it behind the ear. Afterward her hand clasped something on its back. "Uh Amber, Jimmy found Bob." The first girl's hand extended to receive the oversized spider that Sindey's cat had "found".
"My hello Bob, you look bigger today. Have you been snacking on the fish in the aquarium?" Sindey smirked behind her.
"I'm sure he has, just one problem, you don't have an aquarium."
"Maybe she's been snacking in yours- except you don't have one either." The second girl stared then scoffed.
"Perhaps Bob has been snacking on Mr. Harrison's suicidal fish."
"The fish that jump out of his tank and onto the floor?"
"Yeah those," Sindey nodded enthusiastically and she grinned and attempted to refrain from laughing.
"Oh, fine, Bob no more eating suicidal fish. I don't think they would make good antidepressants." She scolded her familiar as she placed him on her shoulder. After which, she stood up and admired her work. The spell had been written, and the altar had been set. Now all that was needed was to recite the spell. Jeremy's luck was about to turn around. Her friend stepped hesitantly toward her.
"You sure about this," Amber nodded reassuringly and smiled.
"The worst that could happen is making things worse, and I don't think they could get much worse. All he needs is a little good karma. Besides, both of us reviewed the spell ten times, there are no visible loop holes, so nothing unexpected should occur." Synthia gazed into Amber's eyes, she sensed the concern. It wasn't very difficult. Amber always rambled and dwelled when she worried, as if trying to convince her own mind everything was alright. She watched her friend bite her lip, "Sindey, if you don't want to, you don't have to. I just thought I would try to change his luck, that's all." As a response, Sindey shook her head.
"No, you're right. It shouldn't hurt."
And together they recited the spell
From Earth, to wind
To water, to fire
We summon this deity
For a treasured desire
This person is hurting and, we hope to fix
To help, to heal, and for them to accomplish
A wanted dream
So we ask you now, and seek your help
To help the one named—
A bolt of lightning streamed through the sky, followed by a large crack of thunder. Amber's focus disappeared as Sindey screamed in terror, both were caught off guard. The older girl, Amber, buckled over in a fit of giggles, "you should have seen your face," as she mimicked an exaggerated expression of her best friend with bulging eyes and an open mouth. Sindey chuckled a little and held her hands out again.
"From the top?"
Amber nodded and reached out her hands, however, they lingered over her friend's. Something wasn't right. The room began to spin and images blurred together. Light began to be emitted from the walls and furniture. A lump formed in the girls' throat. The magic had already activated and began to take effect. It was strange and irregular, no spell had ever done this before; why was it starting now? A dark and ominous circle formed beneath their feet. The two friends gazed into the abyss with shock and panic. Synthia heard Amber's voice. It was soft and seemed distant, and full of fright, "What's happening?" It wasn't directed toward Sindey, more like to an unknown source, but all the younger friend could do was shake her head in confusion.
The light began to grow and become stronger. Both girls were forced to close their eyes. Wind surrounded them and circled the room as if it was a contained hurricane. And as quickly as it begun, it stopped.
Case Closed/Detective Conan
Cool water droplets fell on her head and rolled off her body. She felt her emerald eyes begin to open. Her mouth dropped and she gawked at the night sky. As if in a trance, her hands rose and allowed the rain to splash onto her palms. "Rain?"
It seemed as if this small part in nature was a foreign concept. "I'm outside? But how did I?" Her head moved back and forth, as if in a daze. "If I'm here, where's Sindey?" Panic spread across her face, but unknown to the teenager, it was a child's face. The lump in her throat began to swell, "Sindey?" She felt the acid churn in her stomach as she called. "Sindey?" She felt disconnected, separated from the world. Her feet began to act by themselves. At first, they carried her in a steady walk before gathering speed and sprinting through the town. "Sindey?" she called again, over and over. Her voice began to crack more after each call. Hot tears formed in her eyes, and bile threatened to surface in her mouth.
If anything had happened to her friend, it was her fault. Sindey couldn't be gone, Sindey was family; Sindey had been her little sister since the third grade. She was one of the few friends Amber would consider to be family.
Amber felt something slide under her feet. The earth where she had stepped was slick from that evening's rain. Her body seemed to fly into the air as she toppled head first down a hill. Her arms flailed trying to catch anything that would make her regain control. A few moments later, she felt a sharp pain in her skull. The world seemed to cloud over, and the teenager lost consciousness.