This is one crazy crossover idea. I'm finally thinking about something really cool. It'll be interesting to see what you all think.
Here we go. Please leave a review…
Mind Over Magic
Chapter 1: Strange M-Email
Bloom
She woke up in her bed in her teacher's apartment, knowing that some truly strange stuff was going on.
She got breakfast started, wondering why Roxy hadn't shown up for class during the past month. It was really strange.
Her roommate, Lana, had no idea where Roxy went off to.
She knew that she would be able to rant at least with one person, but he was nowhere to be found.
Drake Flaragon was unable to be contacted. She could try pressing the communications charm he gave her all she wanted, but all that happened was a negative response; nothing.
The worst part wasn't that. Sky somehow went missing.
She tried everything. She managed to get a computer in her apartment so that she could keep up with everything.
As she sipped her coffee, she started it up, wondering what would be in her M-E-Mail.
MESSAGE FROM: xwjoiccKJIn0878273jdi8%iejnitheoM*k3idncil.M-Hack
She wondered who this could be. It wasn't like any Magical Electronic Mail message she'd ever received.
The worst part was that she had only just that one message.
She clicked it, hoping that it wasn't containing a virus.
The Matrix Has You…
That's what the message contained. It turned her screen black, and had the letters appear in green. It was crazy.
"What the fuck?" she asked aloud, wondering what it could be.
She typed [Control] X
However, nothing worked. What happened instead was:
Open The Door Bloom…Tecna's waiting…
With that, there was a knock at the door. This startled Bloom, making her jump a good 3 feet in the air.
She shut off the monitor for her computer, and made her way to the door.
Opening it revealed Tecna.
"I was wondering something about what's been going on." Tecna explained, referring back to their conversation the night before.
14 Hours Earlier…
They were at the Hall of Knowledge, a library over on Seth, a planet that wasn't very far from Magix.
Tecna was currently doing a little research for Bloom, wondering how three people could disappear without a trace like that.
However, it was currently nighttime, and while Tecna was on the computer, Bloom was handling a phone call from the rather angry rulers of Eracklyon.
"What do you mean you have no clue about where Sky is?" the Queen of Eracklyon yelled "You're his girlfriend, shouldn't you know?"
"I don't though." Bloom admitted, repeating that phrase for the 17th time in the conversation "If I knew, then I'd tell you right away."
"Still," Sky's father replied "If you find even a hint about where he is, then I want you to call us immediately."
"Of course." Bloom replied, trying really hard to hide the annoyance.
With that, they hung up the phone.
"Was that Sky's parents?" Tecna asked, noticing Bloom shut her phone.
"Yeah." She admitted "It's them ranting on about where Sky could be."
"Well," Tecna replied "After doing a little research, I think I've found something."
"What is it?" Bloom asked, eyes lighting up. She immediately took a seat in the next chair, scooting in next to Tecna.
"Supposedly, this rumor is going around the magical dimension about this thing called The Matrix." Tecna began. "Nobody's sure what it is, but supposedly, this person named Rockman is showing up, associated with the rumor."
Tecna showed a picture of a man only about 10 years older than her, dressed with long white hair that went down to his shoulders, had a pair of black slacks, a green vest over a buttoned down white shirt with a black tie, a pair of pilot's wraparound shades, some combat boots, an overcoat, and a broadsword at his side.
"Says here that he's wanted by the entire Magical Dimension." Tecna explained "He has been almost impossible to find by anyone."
"Is there anything else?" Bloom asked, wondering.
"Not much else." Tecna sighed "It's really weird, but that's the only thing that seems to make any sense."
"It's okay." Bloom replied "Let's just go home. We've got class to teach tomorrow."
xXxXxXx
Back in the apartment, it seemed to have a tense mood.
"So where are you getting with this?" Bloom asked, worried about the fact her monitor was off but the main part was still on.
"Well," Tecna replied "A little more research showed that they received strange Magic Electronic Messages before they disappeared," She motioned to a printout that she set on the counter. On it, it contained some rather strange digital history.
"If I was you," Tecna warned "I'd try and stay away from a message you don't know." Tecna got up "Hopefully we can talk a bit more later."
XxXxX
After a while, Bloom went back to her Computer, wondering if the strange thing was still there.
There wasn't anything else, except these extra words.
…Go teach your class…But watch out for Investigators Of Peace…
With that, Bloom decided to get ready to teach. She knew that Classes would begin late today, due to an assembly, so she could choose to wait.
However, as she got ready, she couldn't help but think about the last part.
The Investigators of Peace were the Magical Dimension's version of FBI agents. These people always tried to make sure everything was right. They had supposedly been investigating what happened to Sparks. They wouldn't quit, and if they would investigate her, then things wouldn't be good.
However, as she made her way to class, she felt a foreboding that wasn't good at all.
Arriving at her classroom, she saw one of the investigators talking with Faragonda.
She gulped, and hoped to turn the other way. However, she was noticed.
"Excuse me ma'am." The Investigator replied.
She turned around, and saw the cloaked Investigator, only a set of gloved hands, and booted feet showing through.
"Yes Officer?" she asked, hoping to keep it short.
"If you'd come with me," the Investigator asked "We've got something to talk to you about."
She gulped, hoping that it wasn't what she thought it was.
xXXx
At the Magix Investigator Office, Bloom's stomach sank.
She was currently waiting in the interrogation room, wondering what she did wrong, and why she was here.
The door opened, and in came an Investigator.
He took a seat across from her at the table.
"Is there any reason why I'm here?" Bloom asked, confused.
"Yes," the Investigator replied "I've received news about a supposed conspiracy to kidnap Prince Sky of Eracklyon."
"What?" Bloom yelled, offended by the possibility. "You've got to be kidding me."
"Well," the Investigator replied "There have been charges filed against you by the King and Queen themselves about your involvement. They've received many threats, and they somehow increased after the two of you met. Unfortunately, there's no proof to that, but until then, you're being placed under surveillance."
Bloom was annoyed. She knew that she was innocent, and she knew the laws of Magix. She was entitled to a single phone call, just like on Earth.
"I want my phone call now." She replied "It's important that I get it."
"Well," the Investigator sighed "What would you even do with it. You don't have a lawyer here, and I can almost assure you that it's a simple thing."
"Just give me my phone call." She yelled, annoyance having mutated to anger. Only a single thought was holding her from blasting the Investigator with a fireball.
"I'll tell you what." The Investigator sighed "You can have your phone call, if that's what you want so much. However, what goods a phone call if you can't talk."
Before she could say anything, even make a simple sound, she felt that her mouth was gone.
Upon further inspection, she noticed that indeed, her mouth was gone. There was a patch of skin over where her lips should be.
She tried screaming, hoping to make a sound.
Through the door came another Investigator, holding something.
The one across from her lifted his hand, and she was thrown against the wall, magic-bindings holding her back.
"If you can help us with something," the second one replied "Then it would be most appreciated."
He took out what looked like a small needle with a spike ball at the tip, and held it over her belly-button.
She tried to scream, hoping to be heard.
The Investigator dropped the device, with it going straight into her belly-button.
For a moment, she thought about screaming her lungs out.
…
She woke up in the bed of her apartment, sheets sticky with her cold sweat. Her hair was completely ruined, the result of a very uneasy sleep.
She gasped, and to her amazement, she still had her mouth.
She glanced at the clock; 6:30 AM.
"I might as well get up." She reasoned, getting out of bed. She slipped on her robe, and turned on the coffeemaker.
She went to the computer, hoping the message was gone. Upon turning it on, she immediately was greeted with this:
Answer The Phone Bloom…Ring Ring…We're Hoping To Talk…
Before she could even react, the phone rang, sending out it's clear notes into the silence. This startled Bloom, as she wondered whether to answer it.