Quest for Camelot: The Next Generation
Disclaimer: Quest for Camelot and all of the characters belong to WB. I only own Jill and Emily.
THWACK!
"Yes!" the little girl cheered as her toy lance struck the target dead-on. She reined in her pony and inspected the damage. She had knocked the dummy clean off its post. "Another foe bites the dust," she said proudly. The child put her foot on the dummy's chest and struck a noble pose. Pulling out her wooden sword, she pointed it up towards the sky. "Camelot is safe again, thanks to the brave and noble Lady Jillian!" she announced, "For nothing can stop me from completing my quest to be the strongest lady knight in the world!"
"Jill!"
At the sound of her name being called, the girl's shoulders slumped and lowered her toy sword in annoyance and disappointment. "Except that…" she muttered. "Coming Mother!" Jillian yelled.
Jillian, or Jill as everyone called her, was a seven-year-old girl with reddish-brown hair and blue eyes. She lived on a farm with her parents, Sir Garrett and Lady Kayley, and her twin sister Emily. Jill and Emily may have been twins, but they didn't look exactly alike. Whereas Jill looked like Kayley, Emily had the same sandy-colored hair as Garrett. She did, however, also have blue eyes.
The children were different in their personalities as well as their looks. Jill was a very adventurous and brave child. She did have a tendency to leap before she looked, though. She was also quite impulsive and impatient.
Emily was quiet and soft-spoken, and was more girly. Rational and intelligent, Emily was the logical twin. She was always trying to act like a real lady. That got on Jill's nerves a lot, because Emily would get really bossy on how a lady should act, and Jill certainly did not act like a lady!
Jill entered the house. "Yes, Mother?" she asked. "I need you to fetch the eggs so I can make that cake for tomorrow." Kayley said, handing her daughter a basket.
Jill rolled her eyes and took the basket. "Mother, I was about to save Camelot from an evil foe!" Jill whined.
"You can save Camelot after you fetch the eggs." Kayley said firmly.
"Okay!" Jill muttered.
Jill shuffled outside and walked towards the chicken coop. "I'm the daughter of a knight, but I can't live like them," she sighed, "They get to go on adventures and sit at the Round Table, but they never let me go anywhere!" As she gathered the eggs, she dreamed about what she would do if she could leave the farm. "I would give anything to go exploring!" Jill said to herself as she walked back the house. She set the basket on the table. "Mother, I got the eggs," she said. "Good," Kayley said, taking the basket. "Now can I save Camelot?" Jill asked eagerly. "Yes, Darling." Kayley said, nodding.
Emily happened to wander in and heard Jill talk about pretending to be a knight. "Can I play too?" Emily asked.
"Sure, you can be the damsel in distress!" Jill said, "And I'll save you from a ferocious dragon!"
"Did someone mention us?"
Kayley and the children turned to see who had spoken. There, standing outside the doorway, were Devon and Cornwall. They were a two-headed dragon who had befriended Garrett and Kayley on their adventure to find Excalibur, King Arthur's magical sword.
"Devon! Cornwall!" the children exclaimed. Both girls ran outside to greet the dragon.
"Hello children!" Devon said cheerfully as Emily wrapped her arms around his long, thin neck.
"Hey kiddo!" Cornwall said as Jill gave him a hug. He ruffled her hair.
"Secret handshake?" Jill asked eagerly.
"You betcha!" Cornwall replied. He then spat in his hand. Jill spat in her own hand. Then the two of them grabbed each other's spit-covered hands.
Devon and Emily recoiled in disgust.
"I knew he would be a bad influence on one of you!" Devon whispered to Emily. Emily nodded in agreement.
Kayley stepped outside to greet her old friends. "Hello Devon, Cornwall," she said happily.
"Ah, Kayley!" Devon said in his gentleman-er, gentledragon voice, "Radiant as always!"
"Ah, Devon!" Kayley said in the same tone, "Charming as always!"
"What am I, chopped liver?" Cornwall asked irritably.
The children laughed at this remark.
A moment later, there was the sound of a horse whinnying. The group turned to see Garrett riding on his horse towards them. Ayden, Garrett's falcon friend, guided him towards the farm. Garrett had been blinded as a boy when a horse had kicked him in the head.
Garrett had met Kayley when she had stumbled into his fishing net while escaping from Ruber's henchmen in the Forbidden Forest. It was he who helped Kayley save King Arthur and Camelot from certain doom. Garrett had needed help adjusting to the peaceful life. After all, the Forbidden Forest was no place to raise a family!
"Father!" the children exclaimed. They ran to Garrett as he dismounted his horse. The girls gave their father a big hug.
"Hello girls," Garrett chuckled as he hugged his daughters.
"Good day, Garrett!" Devon said. "Hey Garret!" Cornwall said, waving.
"Devon and Cornwall," Garrett said jovially, "What a surprise."
"Hello, darling." Kayley said, taking her husband's hands.
Garrett took his wife into his arms and gave her a kiss. "Hello Kayley," he replied.
Their romantic moment was interrupted when Garrett felt Jill tug his tunic. "Father! Father, can we go flying?"
"Oh yes, please?" Emily begged. The children loved it when Devon and Cornwall took them flying.
Devon and Cornwall were fond of taking the twins for flying trips. Kayley looked at her husband.
"Garrett?" she asked.
The twins went up to their parents and put on their pleading faces. "Pleeeeeeease?" they asked.
Garrett sighed. "I suppose so…" he said.
"Yaaay!" the girls cheered and danced around.
Five minutes later, the twins were mounted on Devon and Cornwall's back.
"Now remember to hold on tight," Kayley reminded her daughters.
"Yes Mum," Jill said.
"As for you two," Garrett said to the dragon, "don't fly too high, and no funny stuff!"
"No problem!" Cornwall replied.
"I can assure you sir, everything will be alright." Devon added.
The dragons then turned their attention to Jill and Emily, who were eagerly anticipating the flight.
"Ready, children?" Devon asked.
"Ready!" the girls replied.
"Alright, fasten your seatbelts kids!" Cornwall said.
With a mighty flap of their wings, Devon and Cornwall took off. The twins screamed and giggled with excitement. Within a few minutes, their parents were but tiny dots on the landscape.
Little did the four of them know that a terrible shock and a grand adventure lay ahead of them...