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Prologue

When Yakko, Wakko, and Dot had kicked out King Salazar, (or as they liked to call him, Salad Bar) peace and prosperity had returned to the once dismal, but now beautiful village of Acme Falls. It seemed like nothing could ever ruin the perfect atmosphere of the town ever again. Turned out that The Warner siblings made great kings and had gotten their wish, everyone except one person.

Salazar's sister.

Yes, Salazar had had a sister, just two years older than him, favored by their mother. Griselda was her name, and she was tougher than a professional wrestler, and cleverer than anyone in Ticktockia, where she and Salazar had been raised. Since she was the oldest, she had been given the Jewel of Ticktockia when she was born, a purple diamond that hung around her neck by a silver chain, which had the powers to control spells and magic forces. The wearer was the only person who could take it off, willingly, and it was passed down through generations, never to be stolen or lost.

Salazar wanted to take over Warnerstock as soon as King William had died. But so did Griselda. At the castle where they lived, they started to have an argument. Over time, the arguing had turned in to fighting, and the fighting into a duel. Each sibling was fighting to kill. Finally, after two long and brutal days of nonstop combat, Salazar pulled the trigger on his gun, aimed at his own sister, and she fell to the ground. Feeling no remorse, Salazar left his sister for dead, and went off to take over Warnerstock.

But Griselda had lived. She had survived the gunshot, and slowly recovered at the castle, waiting for the opportune moment to take her brother down. The night before she tried to begin the invasion, she took off her crystal and gave it to her most trusted advisor, Sir Trace Bennett. She didn't want anything to go wrong, everything had to be perfect, and she thought Trace could keep her crystal safe. But that was a big mistake.

Trace was a double agent, working for the good of Acme Falls. He'd lived in Ticktockia for most of his life, working his way in good with the queen, until she undoubtedly trusted him. But now, with this crystal, he could overthrow Griselda and save his home. But how, exactly?

Then Trace, who had returned to his quarters that night, looked down at his 5 month old daughter, Cassidy Ann. And he knew what he had to, but never, ever, wanted to do. Trace put the silver chain around his beloved daughter's neck, and whispered, "I love you," Then he hurried, wrapping her in a blanket, and took her down to the lowest hall. He paid a man to take care of her, and take her deep into Warnerstock, and away from Ticktockia, where Griselda could never find her. It wasn't the best plan, but the only thing Trace wanted was for his daughter and his home to be safe, and Cassie was safer enough away from here. Though it pained him to do it with all of his heart, Trace planted a kiss on Cassie's forehead and sent the man off. But the guards had spotted him, seeing he was a traitor, and imprisoned him in the dungeon for betraying his queen.

As for Cassie, well, she had fared no better than the Warner sibs when the orphanage had shut down. She'd actually fared worse. The man Trace had sold her to was mean, and lazy and cruel. He ordered Cassie to work, day and night, to support themselves, while he sat and did nothing. He yelled at her a lot, and beat her when she messed up. Cassie was miserable and believed that the evil man really was her own father. All she knew was her name, which was the only thing that the man had told her. Cassie Ann Bennett. It sounded so beautiful, and it suited her, because she was, but Cassie believed she was a stupid, ugly maid, for that was all the man called her.

When she had turned 9, Cassie decided that she had had enough. While the man was sleeping in the dead of night, Cassie had packed her things (though she didn't have very much), and had ran away. She didn't care where she was going, or who she was running towards, she just knew that she couldn't take it anymore. Finally, she collapsed in an old and abandoned alley from exhaustion, and cried herself to sleep. When she woke up, she didn't feel any different. She still felt like she was just a hopeless child, but now she was going to die. What would she eat? Where would she live?

But Cassie had become strong from all of the yelling and beating. She told herself she could do it. And so she lived on the streets for 3 years. Stealing food from trash cans had become her specialty, sleeping her hobby, and an abandoned alley her home. When she had reached twelve years of age, Cassie was starting to give up. Baron von Plotz was taxing to the extreme, and the grocery shops had closed down, so no more food from the trash. In fact, almost everything had closed down. Cassie didn't see how anyone in this town was going to make it through the winter. So one night, Cassie laid her head down on the piece of hay that was her makeshift pillow, fell asleep, and just prayed that she wouldn't wake up.

But as if an angel had been sent down from above, a passing man saw Cassie in the middle of the night, and stopped. Most of the people that saw Cassie and stopped wanted to take her in, but thought about it first.

We all have our problems. She's no better than the rest of us. And I don't want another mouth to feed. They thought.

And so they passed on. But this old man was the kind and generous Timothy Harrison, who owned an antique bookstore down the street. When he saw Cassie he thought about how he needed an apprentice and how he had always wanted a child of his own. So he adopted Cassie and welcomed her into his home.

And for one year, they lived happily together, despite the hard times they were living in. Mr. Harrison was extremely bright and funny, and was the best storyteller in the world.. Cassie loved working at Harrison's bookstore. It was fun. Hard work, but fun. And when King Salazar had gotten booted (literally) out of the kingdom, things got even better. Business was booming, and the town was looking bright and happy instead of dark and depressing. But even though she loved her new life, Cassie wanted to have some friends. She met a lot of people who walked in out of the store, but they didn't stay for long. More than that, she wanted adventure. She wanted to do something worthwhile like the heroes in the books she read about. Something… amazing.

Even though she had a kinda- sorta normal life now, Cassie still couldn't help wondering what that weird crystal around her neck was. She knew she'd had it since birth, but she didn't exactly know why she had it. And it was starting to creep her out. First of all, she never felt like taking it off. Ever. And whenever someone tried to touch it, the diamond would glow purple and the person would draw back their hand, screaming in pain. She had gotten one of the worst beatings of all time from The Man for that once. Cassie didn't understand it. But she wasn't about to go crazy over it. She was just glad she was happy and living with someone who cared for her.

And as for Yakko, Wakko, and Dot? They were enjoying royalty just fine. It sure beat that crummy water tower. But little did they know that that feeling would be about as short- lived as Wakko's attention span.

Darkness was creeping back into Acme Falls.

….…

Yakko couldn't breathe. Some goon kept knocking the wind out of him again and again. With one more blow, he sent Yakko sprawled across the dirt floor, his lower lip swollen and dripping blood. His brown slacks were ripped and dirty, and he had cuts and bruises covering his arms and face. Yakko rolled over and looked around, fighting to stay conscious. Cassie was fighting Griselda head on. Both were furiously sending deadly flashes of light at each other, Wakko was pounding the crap out of a group Ticks with his mallet, and Dot was nowhere to be seen, although he could hear her screaming words that he normally would have punished her for saying. But they were losing. Yakko knew they couldn't win.

He was sorry. So, so sorry. Sorry to Cassie for all the fighting, and how he'd endangered her life, all the mistakes he'd made, and how her dad was gone, even though he knew that part wasn't his fault. She was an amazing person, and she deserved to survive more than he ever did. But even Griselda could see that she was wearing out. Every evil spell she shot her way, she would deflect, but she was just barely getting them. Yakko could see the pain in her eyes. He wanted to help her. At least she would take care better care of Wakko and Dot than him. And that reminded him-

He was sorry to his siblings most of all. He'd failed them. Yakko so wanted to save them and get them away from this horrible place, to their home, safe and sound. But he knew it was impossible. They were all trapped. And yet they were so brave, so strong. Where were the young brother and sister who had clung onto him and cried when the orphanage shut down? They'd grown so much, not really chronologically, but more mentally. And he knew they wouldn't stop fighting, even if he did.

Yakko felt hot tears coming down his face, and he received another painful kick in the ribs.

What would become of Acme Falls? They'd probably destroy it, all of it, with one flick of a finger. All the people he'd come to know and love, too. Scratchy, Skippy, Slappy, Hello Nurse, Rita, Runt, Pinky and the Brain. All of his closest friends. He just couldn't lose them! But he was already. It was almost over.

How did it come to this? How could he have let this happen? He'd failed them. He'd failed them all.

Sooooo are you bored yet? That was kind of a long prologue. Sorry if my writing sucks, it's my first real time doing a fanfic. But if you DID like it (thank you!), the next chapter will be coming soon. And if you LOVED it, review please, because I want to know if this is worth writing. I've got a lot of ideas and I want to make this story the best it can be. I do not own Animaniacs so please don't sue me, because I think I'm actually off to a pretty good start. Thanks! Review!

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