Well. They don't call it 'Family Bonding' for nothing.
A/N: this is a disclaimer: I don't own anything that is recognised as things from cartoons, movies, books, etc. I only own a third of the plot, another third is dedicated to my good friend Darkblade Country, and another third to my other good friend Lightning Frost, both are amazing authors, both of whom gave me the inspiration I needed to write this. This is also a shout out to my English teacher who never gave up on me even though I sometimes gave up on myself concerning English lessons considering the fact that I used to suck. THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH! J
Now, on to the story!
Ch.1
Alexandra P.O.V. (Alexandra Belpheobe Magica, age: 14 years old).
Everything was a blur. Nothing made sense. It just blobbed together in a mix of colours, rendering me unable to know exactly where I am. The smell of pine needles reached my nose. A forest maybe? It was unclear as I pushed myself harder, occasionally using my butterfly shaped angel wings for a push. I was out of breath but still managed not to trip. This gave me hope. 'Don't get caught! Not yet! Not now!' was the mantra that kept going through my head as I sensed a life-force coming up from behind me. This life-force felt strong and was closing in on my ever moving location. I panicked. My mid back-length golden-blonde hair with red streaks was swaying with every movement. My blue-green eyes darted back and forth as I pulled my bow from my back notching an arrow as I ran. I saw light. Not the kind you see when you're dead, but the kind that meant freedom. My ever building was, however, crushed as I felt the ground come up to meet my face. I grunted. "Ow." I groaned as I lifted my head I noticed that I couldn't move my body. It was only then that I heard the laughter.
I knew this laugh. It could only belong to only one person. That one person was my big sister, also known as Anne Marie Magica if you were wondering. Her cackle rung throughout the now recognisable forbidden forest of Azarath. I groaned again, plopping my forehead back on the ground. My bow and quiver full of unlimited arrows were resting by the tree next to my head so I didn't worry too much. "Hehe. So this is how the amazing Alex gets caught, huh? Getting squished by her elder sister?" Came another voice from right in front of me. I lifted my head back up to see my little sister, Samantha Moonlight Magica, smiling down at me in her regular over-confident way. I stared back, unimpressed. I then felt Anne roll off my back, enabling me to move again.
As I stumbled to my feet, I noted that someone was missing from our little group. I grinned. "Hey, has anyone seen Richard lately?"
As I said this, I watched smugly as both my sisters' expressions faltered comically. "Ummmmm..." Anne said, fingering a wooden staff in her hands which could shot out magical blasts from the top. Discreetly, I moved out of its firing range, opting to stand next to Sam who was standing next to the tree with my Bow and quiver. I stretched my wings, wincing slightly as I heard pops and cracks from when Anne pounced on me. I eyed my sisters suspiciously.
Anne had a white long-sleeved shirt with a short-sleeved green shirt on top. The green one had a tree divided into four strips, each a different colour for each season. She wore dark green track suit pants with two gold stripes running down the sides of each pant-leg. She also had old, worn-out black Nike shoes with gold laces, and had a cloak with autumn colours to camouflage into the forestry. The cloak could camouflage her into any nature type scenery, proven and tested, don't ask how. Her hair was in a high ponytail, lush brown curls springing in all directions, though somehow managing to get to mid-back length, her bangs swatted to the side, curving around her ear. Her eyes were the colour of chocolate, but turned neon-green (which glowed) when healing and using powers that connected with nature, and had gold and rustic orange eye shadow and her lightly tanned face held a natural blush, nearly covering the dusting of freckles that dotted her cheeks completely. She had red, thin loopy earrings that changed with the season, and a communication necklace and bracelet, both disguised as the work of the welding Dreos, small, stout-like beings with tempers greater than the tallest pine, when in reality they were made by the Miltordi, the inter-dimensional travellers who copy blueprints from various dimensions and timelines, bring them back, and create them usually for emergencies like invasion which have happened in the past.
Sam, on the other hand, was a slightly different story. She had a bright pink/purple leotard, dark purple see-through material for long-sleeves, and really dark non-see-through stockings, and sparkly black ballerina flats with a shiny white half-moon on each one. The emblem of a sparkly black horse that appeared to be going too fast but at the same time looked as if it was made out of sand, was pinning two sections of a midnight blue cloak, that just reached the ground, the hood down showing ridiculous silver and blue eye shadow and blushed cheeks and black lipstick and waist length brown curly hair and golden sun necklace with a pale blue snowflake in the centre which acted as a communication device. See, unlike Anne, her cloak can camouflage her in the shadows, but when she did this she had to close her eyes due to them turning a bright golden colour which glowed in the dark. She also had a dual sword which could be I clipped and turn into two swords instead of just one.
I was a completely different story, however. I had back-length golden-blonde hair with red streaks, a short-sleeved light purple shirt with the design of a glowing golden sunlily that was created from the drop of sunlight and had golden highlights at the rims, even the sleeve hems, and dark pink tights that looked more purple than anything, tan coloured Greek style sandals, a black leather necklace with a single silver horse with black onyx that lined it, eyes a pale turquoise-hazel colour, a dusting of freckles, and my white angel wings turned sunshine yellow in the sun. I didn't have a cloak but could use my wings to substitute by turning snow-white and wrap around me to mould into a cloak-looking shape. I also had a communication necklace and bracelet. Kinda mandatory if you ask me. I had light blue and green eye shadow to go with my blue-green eyes.
I was pulled out of my thoughts as a voice made me jump nine feet in the air, excluding the further three that my wings carried me out of pure shock. "Looking for me?"
I landed right next to the speaker, moulding my wings into cloak form, throwing the hood up to cover my face. "We were thinking about it, little brother. But I guess we'll continue this next training session, with you as the target." I said, walking over to my fallen belongings, gathering them up and storing them in my new watch which the newest piece of technology and could hold over 17 trillion kilograms but stay lightweight. So far it worked. I managed to put both mine and my family's weapons in the watch before nodding to the group.
"We should head back." I said, noting that the sun had started to set. They don't call this place the forbidden Forrest for nothing, after all. My siblings nodded. In one fluid motion, we pressed a button on the heels of our shoes in sync, a hover board sprouting up from underneath us, picking us up and glowing in our personal colours. Mine was rosy pink, Sam's was blueberry-purple, Anne's was green, and Richard's was fiery-red.
"RACE YOU!" both Anne and I exclaimed at the same time, shooting off in the direction of the city, Sam and Richard trailing behind at a slightly more steady pace, opting to plan new pranks to hatch on the now oversuspicious residents of Azarath rather than racing away without collecting extra materials.
"WOOHOOO!" Anne screamed energetically as we zoomed out of the forest, flying through a holographic TV screen the size of a bus, smiling the whole time. I laughed loudly, enjoying the adrenalin buzz that spread throughout my body as I loop-de-looped through an advertisement bulletin, also holographic. It was only then that I noticed Sam and Richard catching up. I checked the area. Sure enough, we were nearing our suburb. Our house was just a little less than a kilometre away.
Our house finally came into view. It was a simple four story house, each floor our designated colours, just like our hover-boards' colours. The front door was open, indicating that Anne had already beaten us and was in the kitchen, preparing dinner like every night. We hopped off our hover boards when we reached the front door, taking our shoes off just before going in due to Anne being VERY fussy about germs getting near the food. She may be a nag sometimes, but when you're an orphan AND the eldest sister of three kids AND was born on Mother's Day in her dimension, it kinda makes sense. She only ever wants the best for us and acts kinda like a surrogate mum sometimes. She even makes up the best stories at bed times and cooks the best meals, who WOULDN'T want her as a surrogate mum?
As we walked in, I could already smell the scents of our dinner, the savoury undertones making my mouth water. Sam and Richard cut in front of me, jumping on the couch and wrestling for the gaming helmet for player 1. I shook my head playfully at their childish banter, heading over to the kitchen to help make dinner.
In the kitchen, there were potato chips in the oven roasting, beer battered fish in a frying pan, steak in another pan, both frying. I flipped a few of the fish over and did the same for the steak. They were coming along nicely.
Over at the sink, Anne was peeling and washing carrots, chopping off the green leaves, getting food prepared for the next day. A bowl of oats and muesli with honey was sitting on the counter, a wooden spoon sticking out from the middle of the bowl. I sighed, grabbing the spoon, before mixing the nutty concoction, adding some almonds, coconut, and golden syrup to the bowl every once in a while. Anne finished with the carrots, dividing the 24 carrots into four equal plastic bags, sealing them tight and putting them in the fridge to keep from contamination.
After about fifteen minutes, dinner was finally ready. Anne and I set the table and soon everyone had finished eating. I went to do the dishes while Anne stocked up our travelling satchels. I frowned at her, noting that she was putting more in there for just a lunch. I then noted that she was also packing a few sandwiches and more than three water bottles which was the usual amount for hiking in the meandering mountains. She was packing so much I thought we were going camping, but quickly erased that thought. Anne would have told us if we were going camping. Right?
"There's something coming." Anne finally said. I looked at her sideways, still doing the dishes.
"What?" I asked, unsure how worried I should be.
"Something big." Was all she said.
Suddenly, there was a rumble. It started out small, could barely feel it for that matter. Then it got worse. I pulled my hands away from the dishes, just in time, too, as a sharp butchers knife was mere seconds away from decapitating my hands. It was like an earthquake. Like a lion roaring right in your face, shaking you to the core. There were yelps heard from the living room. Sam and Richard ran into the kitchen. I looked at Anne and was surprised to see fear in her deep brown eyes. She was looking up at the ceiling, a terrified look that shook me to the core. There was nothing that could scare Anne besides me or one of my siblings dying. She didn't even fear death! She usually just brushed it off saying 'death is life's newest adventure'.
I jumped back when Anne finally gathered her wits, gathered the satchels, and shoved them into each of our hands, running to the door to put her shoes on. We all followed her example, shoving our shoes on, and zooming out the door, bumping comically into each other's backs before looking up at the dark navy sky, now red with flame and pollution. We looked on with horror. Every house was alight, even ours. I rounded on Anne, ignoring Sam and Richard's tear-filled gazes.
"What is going on!" I said, swallowing my fear as I yelled at my own sister, the only one who really knew what was happening. Anne's fearful gaze landed on me. It was only now that I truly felt fear. I connected the dots. The only thing that could scare Anne more than her family dying, is invasion.
This would have to be because of the fact that when the last invasion happened, Anne's species were wiped out, or so the invader thought. They had hunted down the people of the trees, killing all but her. She had been hidden with the people of the sky, my people, before invasion happened, we were only five. We were sent to the people of fire, but, as you guessed, another attack was issued, leaving poor Richard orphaned and scared, his powers out of control. We managed to finally find a good hiding place. It was here, in Azarath, the cross-roads of all dimensions and timelines. Here we met Sam, the last survivor and princess of the water people. She had only just gotten her magic at the time but with Richard, the two were able to control their magic, sometimes helping the welding Dreos when they had the chance.
For all of us to be put back on the line again, it wasn't fun. Anne finally snapped into action, half dragging, half leading us across the battle grounds of which were already destroyed by the Slayers. The Slayers were a breed of yeti-sized lizard people who cause panic, destroy countless homes, and murder thousands just to get a 'decent' meal. It was disgusting and barbaric.
There was a sudden blast. One that hit the ground right next to Sam. Then, there was the explosion. I heard a scream but it was soon drowned out as my ears popped. I stumbled to the ground groggily. I then felt like I was being dragged. I heard faint voices over the buzz left from the explosion. The voices sounded save and caring but held a hard touch. I then stumbled to my feet, opening my eyes to see Anne helping me stand, an arm around my waist to keep me up while Richard was carrying Sam bridal style.
"Come on. This way." Anne said, leading me somewhere. Everything was stating to merge together. At least, it was until Anne zapped me on the side.
"Stay awake. I don't want you dying out on me." She said, her face hard, the look of a battle strategist at work, planning our next line of defence. I nodded sluggishly, blatantly ignoring the dizziness that came with the simple gesture. Anne led us into a building that wasn't destroyed too much and wasn't on fire. She then led us through the door, taking us into a plain white titanium room. I was too disoriented to know where we were. Richard laid Sam gently next to me. She didn't stir but her chest was rising up and down at a steady pace, relieving me of most of my worry.
I didn't notice Anne had left until she ran back into the room, a small smile still on her face.
"I set it to 'random'. If we don't know which dimension we're going to then they sure wouldn't! I hope." The last part she mumbled but it was still loud enough for me to overhear. It finally clicked (gee, slow much?). We were in the Dimension Transportinator 3000. I then realised something.
"What about Richard?" I asked; worry shining through my blue-green eyes.
"What about him?" Anne asked, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion.
"He doesn't have a communication device. We'll be separated!" I said, my panic rising as the room started to glow. Anne ran back out of the room, running back in with three portable pocketing watches just like Sam's. She put one on both me and Richard and herself, took off her communication Bracelet, shoved it onto Richard's wrist, and took out each of our weapons out of Sam's watch, placing them in ours.
"There. Now we'll be in the same general area when we teleport. Be safe you two." Anne said. Just then, a Slayer leaped into the machine with us, aiming his gun at Anne. He was just about to shoot before there was a flash of light.
Then, nothing.