Hey there party people, it's my first FANFIC! Further chapters will be based on the number of positive responses I receive so R&R. Disclaimer I own none of the characters ( those I do own will have an behind it to let you know it's mine) they are the property of the creative genius P.C. Wrede. I ask that you do not steal my ideas or any characters that I may create along the way. Having said all that ENJOY! (or else, hahaha, just kidding……… or am I?) ;)
Chapter One: In which a warning of danger is disclosed
Daystar gave a heavy sigh, he was lost…again. He and Cinnamore had moved into the castle about three months ago, but he still managed to get lost at least twice a week. The hallway he had wound up in was dark and dingy. Spider webs clung to every protrusion from the wall, swaying in the light breeze that only they seemed to notice. The remaining surfaces were covered in thick layers of dust, giving Daystar's footfalls an ominously muffled echo. It was apparent that no one had been down this way for a while.
Daystar walked on without incident for what seemed like hours, turning down corridors that he thought might lead him to a familiar area of the castle, but to no avail. Then he began to feel the uncomfortable sensation of being watched, but who could possibly be watching him here, in the deserted area of the castle? There was a sudden crunching sound from below his feet. Daystar looked down in surprise, the crisp noise was startling to hear after walking down a dusty hall for what must have been about two hours now.
The cold gray stone of the castle hall had been replaced with the underbrush of the surrounding forest. Daystar looked up and found that the walls too had vanished, leaving the tall trees of the enchanted forest to take their place. Something moved in the trees above him, leaping from branch to branch with incredible dexterity that was both amazing and disturbing.
"Are you going to watch the trees all day?" said a familiar irritated voice.
Daystar brought his attention back to earth. Shiara was standing about five feet in front of him, her arms were crossed and she was tapping her right foot impatiently, Nightwitch was sitting on her left shoulder.
"Something is moving around up there," He said in an apologetically, " I think it's important"
" Well of course there is something up there, it's always been there, but that's not what is important right now."
The thing was still moving through the forest canopy, but now it was shooting through the limbs at a more fevered pace, as if Daystar's mentioning of it had caused the thing to become alarmed. " It can't be good," murmured Daystar to no one in particular.
" So are you coming or not?" shouted Shiara who seemed to have moved another ten feet through the forest and farther away from Daystar. " There are bigger things at stake, and your wasting time. Don't you care that he might be lost?"
"Who's lost!" Daystar shouted back, but Shiara had vanished. "Shiara! Where are you? Who's lost? Shiara!" Daystar shouted as he began fighting his way through the thick bushed that had seemed to spring up in the last five seconds. He fought his way through the brush, but Shiara was still nowhere in sight. Daystar was now slashing his way through with a sword he had never seen before, but he would have to worry about that later he was sure that Shiara was in trouble.
Then, something like a ripple ran through the forest, knocking Daystar backwards onto the ground. There was an unpleasant crinkling sound as Daystar landed, He looked down. The bushes that had impeded his progress through the forest only seconds before were now charred skeletal remains, the trees were nothing but ash, and the moss had turned an ugly shade of brown that he had seen before. A figure cast a shadow moved in front of the now too naked sun, casting its shadow over Daystar.
"Did you think you were being cleaver you little brat!" Demanded the figure in an angry voice. "Did you honestly believe that sending me away would get rid of me forever?" Your just like you father. Alone you can't do much of anything, always relying on your friends, trying to impress them." The figure gave a dark chuckle. "But no matter, I've dealt with your father and mother, as well your pathetic group of friends." The figure moved closer. "And all that remains to be taken care of dear boy, is you." And upon saying this, the figure closed a hand around Daystars throat.
Daystar woke with a start.