Hi. Although I have been a member for some time now I never actually wrote an fanfic. I normally wrote my original stories in other websites, so this is my very first attempt at a fanfic.
So please cut some slack on me :P. Anyways this is the first three chapters. I will be constantly updating the story with some longer chapters. So I will now leave you to read , and I hope you'll enjoy it :)

Thanks

Wiltabone

The Queste Of Marcellus Pye
For The Legendary Elixir

~ Chapter 1 ~

ExtraOrdinary Trouble

Madam Marcia Overstrand, ExtraOrdinary Wizard was storming off Wizard Way at full speed and at full rage. People where staring as a purple blur passed them.

Marcia stopped in front of number 13 and entered with such force that the ticker didn't even consider the next customer.

Everyone jumped as the door opened and banged into the front desk.

"Where is she ? Where is Miss Perfect Hermetic Scribe ?", shouted Marcia.

Twenty-One scribes exchanged looks, eyebrows raised while Foxy rolled his eyes and mouted: "Here we go again".

A blue robed women entered the front office

"How can I help you, Madam Marcia ?", said Jillie Djinn as she entered the front office.

"HOW DARE YOU publish a calculation about the average rate of shouting the present ExtraOrdinary Wizard does per minute .!", cried Marcia.

"Well … I - … Miss … I- … You know that I have to calculate this stuff Miss Marica – I – ", stammered Jillie Djinn with a slight smile.

"First you FIRE Beetle and then you humour the EOW ! ", stormed Marcia.

"I expect a full apology Miss. Djinn at the Wizard Tower in 15 and a half minutes, not earlier, not later … in the Hall in front of all the Ordinary Wizards", said Marcia

Twenty-one scribes where now paying full attention to the conversation, pens down and the front office clerk was stupidly looking at them with a liquorice snake suspended above his mouth. Merrin Meredith was enjoying this.

"But I am busy-", stated Jillie Djinn coldly.

"AND I also want a large poster hung in front of the window outside stating: We're Sorry Madam Marcia Overstrand, We Know You're Awesome ! … and I don't care if you're busy", continued Marcia.

"Anyways I also came here to advice you to about a ghost barrier enchantment at the door to the vaults because we don't want a certain Fume getting out of there, he's caused a lot of trouble in the past centuries.", said Marcia.

"But we only have one left and the Baron of C-", said Jillie Djinn.

"Well we obviously don't care about the Baron because this order comes from none other than Hotep-Ra !", said Marcia with a triumphant smile.

"HOTEB-RA ? ... Then we can arrange something. My dear Daniel Hunter here can help with that, can't you ?", asked Jillie excitedly.

Merrin stood up, content that he was going to be protected from old foul Fume.

"Anyways I expect you to be in the Hall in … thirteen minutes ! … GOOD DAY !", shouted Marcia.

And with a swipe of her robes, head held high Marcia stormed out to the sudden retreat of a crowd gathered outside, making sure to slam the door shut with the biggest bang ever heard inside the Maniscriptorium (excluding bangs from the Wild Books Store, that is). The ticker fell to the ground.

While Jillie Djinn and Marcia Overstrand where having their spectacular row in the Maniscriptorium, Sarah Heap was opening the window of the palace sitting room after hearing a faint knock.

On the window sill there was a tiny pebble. It was Petroc.

"Jenna ! oh Jenna ! Look what I found !"

Jenna ran into the sitting room excited.

"Petroc … oh Petroc ! How long I've searched for you … how did you come here ?"

The question was immediately answered as a tent entered the room … not a tent but ..

"Aunt Zelda !", exclaimed Jenna while running into the tent of patch work to hug her.

After a warm hug , Zelda Heap turned to Sarah…

"I have grave news !", she said with a sad look.

To Continue: Go To Chapter 2 From Below / Above