Hey! this is ShannonXxXMiami, I recently started to write a MyCandyLove story called Amoris Girls, but I wanted to take a break because it was hard to focus on a story that you thought you can finish but it seems I lost interest in MCL (I'll continue writing the story, probably starting in a week or so...) So I wanted to write a different story.

This is my second story on FanFiction and I really hope you like it (this is story is more faster to write an MCL) this story is base off my wizard OCs, but the main character is Taylor Swift (renamed Taylor Swiftly so some readers wouldn't think of the pop singer XD)

Taylor Swiftly and The Magical Essence Book One: The Pryomancer's Stoneis rated K+ because of violence that can contain minimal blood, and also there is not that much swearing (Yay! for those under the age of 12) the only swearing is minor like "Damn". Also I want to make a whole series of Taylor Swiftly and The Magical Essence in a total of 8 books, so I would like some reviews because I really want to improve my writing lol... do what ever you want XD.

This is the Prologue

Summary- Taylor Swiftly was a ordinary farmgirl from the WizardCity Farmlands, with a recipe of confidence. But being adopted from a mean Marleybonian family was misery. Until she found a magical red gem it was luck, the type of luck when Taylor enrolls into Ravenswood. But when the gem falls into the hands of Malistaire, it had to take Taylor's courage, faith and alongside her friends into the adventure you don't wanna miss! Welcome to Ravenswood!

When you fight for someone who can't fight for themselves...

Taylor continued to run for safety, Dragonspyre resumed crumbling down to the ground, and the blonde girl ran under the brick maximum as the ash storms grew stronger. Taylor drew out Mirreaé's silver sword, as the sky darkened and the air began to become heavy, the blonde girl skipped across the opaque cobblestone path towards the Heart.

Dragonspyre had that enormous dragon statuette above the Great Spyre, That's where war must be held Taylor thought under her breath and continued to walk slowly. The colossal marble structures were smashed into smithereens, some were still falling from the blackened sky with swirls of dark magic, yes the dark magic or shadows cast upon themselves and flew rapidly in Taylor's direction, the ghostly darkness fly pass the blonde girl's molten-magma body armor, causing a freezing sensation through her skin, Taylor paused to stare at the large dragon statuette on top of an oversized rocky mountain, a red glow appeared and walls of fire formed on the sides of the chambers, the ground started to shake pugnaciously, Taylor set off sprinting off to the Heart.

Huge storms of ash and volcanic fragments blew into the blonde girl's heart-shaped face; she was almost there, Taylor climbed up the bright stairs on the way to the statuette and by the time she reached there a generously proportioned round corner of vibrant orange pavement floor, probably the only place in the whole darken fortress that showed light. She brushed her very long blonde hair away from her face; a wraithlike figure appeared into her eyes. A tall, slim man with long braided black hair, skin white as snow and cold as the ice, blinding eyes, wearing a black kimono with golden emblems fastened around him making him shined into the light of the fire walls, Malistaire raised his black goblet staff along with his paradisiac trinket dragon entwined around…

"The Pryomancer's stone…" she muttered.

Malistaire sneered, he pommelling his staff causing the ground to relentlessly fracture apart. Taylor held onto Mirreaé's sword, stabbing the cobbled floor, making sure the blonde girl wouldn't slip off.

When the rumbling stopped Taylor opened her eyes, Malistaire engendered a circling battlefield. The gloomy circle formed as the magical motion circumnavigated triggering the spiral, as the battlefield formed behind Taylor's steel-clad boots, the force field pulled the blonde girl towards the battleground and Malistaire was arisen in front of her. The triangular shaft formed and pointed to the dark lord, "Prepare to die, Taylor!" he threatened.

"You won't take over WizardCity! Not the place where my friends and family live!"

Malistaire scorned, "Your friends and family huh?" the dark lord clapped his colorless hands together, Taylor looked above up the nocturnal sky, assembling a troop of blood dragons flew across the thick air, the bulky creatures transported birdcages implanted in their mouths, inside the cages were thousands of screaming wizards wearing musty doeskin slave clothing. The dragons passed overhead Taylor towards the valley under the battleground; the dragons dropped the birdcages onto the brick floorings surrounded by lava. The blonde girl again looked north her direction to see the biggest dragon with gory eyes carried a large cage carrying about seven wizards wearing their original robes-it was Taylor's crew.

"No!" she screamed, "How dare you capture my friends!"

Malistaire chuckled, "It was more like they surrendered, now that the Pryomancer's stone is mine, your little wizard 'crew' can't stop me now Taylor! Remember that you're powerless"

The blonde girl drew out her sword, "Let's duel!" a surface of cards spouted into Taylor's hands. The projectile crossed to Malistaire, he heaved the necromancer's sign towards him, dark magic gathered around as he cast a spell, and he pressed the sign and cast the Death Trap, the stoned shield showed and revolve around the dark lord. The magical projectile crossed over to Taylor, her cards gathered; as she selected the spell Helephant, the blonde girl's wrist started to glow, the Pryomancer's flame signvaporized from Taylor's hand and the Helephant was cast. A massive fence of fire developed, emerging the colossal ruby elephant, it waves its large golden sword causing a shift of fiery force in the air and slashed fire upon the dark lord.

SWISH!

Malistaire almost slipped off the battleground but he used his staff to maintain his stability, there was a minor burn across the dark lord's right eye, the projectile then turned over back to Malistaire, the dark lord drew necromancer's charm and generated the spell.

Then an evaporating motion appear onto the other three spaces of the battleground growing next to Malistaire, three eerie ghost servants were created, they were black-capped with cold, blue eyes of a deadly creature. Taylor gasped, "No! No!"

Malistaire snickered wickedly, "Yes Taylor, now you'll be defeated once and for all! I already got rid of your family and I'll get rid of you now!"

Taylor remembered that her health was down by 75% and she thought that if she uses Lindsay's fire deck that Malistaire would be vanquished and that she can save WizardCity, everyone counted on her especially Merle Ambrose said that Taylor Swiftly can conquer Malistaire because she is that true Pryomancer that defeated him long before she enrolled into Ravenswood.

But now Taylor was the losing the battle, WizardCity already fell into pieces and Malistaire was gonna do the same thing to her friends and family. Immediately the triangular traced over to the first minion, it attracted the necromancer's sign together and cast it into the Scarecrow spell, a severely brisk wind blew Taylor's hair at the back of her shoulder, the scarecrow burst out and turned it's glowing eyes towards the blonde girl, the rag doll pulled Taylor by the neck and penetrating energy withdrew from the blonde girl and passed onto the first minion, replenishing it's health. Taylor fell onto the battleground floor and placed her hand over her heart, Taylor was losing her health; this is it, I'm gonna die, WizardCity is gonna fall apart because of me, and Malistaire is gonna kill my friends as well.

The projectile reach over to the second minion, it drew together necromancer's sign and burst the sign into the Vampire spell, a graveyard come into sight and popped up a black coffin, a vampire flew out and took a bite of Taylor's neck, as the parasite drained the pure blood from the blonde girl, the pain became more excruciating causing Taylor to faint. The projectile clicked the third minion. "Finish her!" commanded Malistaire, "Kill her now!"

The soul servant started to cast the necromancer's sign, Taylor closed her eyes and meditated; If the Mind is like a candle, the Heart is like the sun…if a true Pryomancer was like itself, then the burning flame is what you see in the morning and when you blow it out nighttime will come, as Pryomancers, are tempestuous, quick to anger, and consumed by whatever drives them at that moment.

And at that moment, Dragonspyre was now completely destroyed and the trapped wizards were sent to a nearby prison near the Basilica as prisoners of war screaming, "Taylor! Taylor don't surrender! We believe in you because you're the Pryomancer!"

The battlefield was gone and Malistaire smirked at his victory as he held onto the red gemstone, "Send her to the dungeon boys!"

Taylor surrender.

Now let's zoom back all the way back nine months in the past, in Taylor's point of view.

Hope you enjoy! Chapter One coming right up!