"Help me!" a loud, high pitched scream filled the air. The sound of a human being thrown against a wall reverberated like a loud drum. A girl was seen flying across the area, her unkempt, raven black hair flying in the breeze. This girl was named Cure Raven, the Cure of misfortune, as she saw herself, but that was her opinion.
Another screech filled the air, and what looked like a cross between a magpie and a harpy flew above the girl. Cure Raven winced and she couldn't move, her muscles just refused to listen to her desperate plea. The woman grabbed the girl and bashed her against a tree and threw her into the air and kicked her down. "Die, Cure Raven!" she screeched, like nails on a chalkboard.
As the raven haired girl fell down, tears fell down her face. "It's hopeless," she whispered and fell down into the rubble of part of the castle. She hit her head on a large piece of a rock, tumbling down onto a crumbling wall that hung above the edge of the Storybook Kingdom. What was once a prosperous, magical land was now desolate and barren.
A little red and black fairy shaped like a large bee hovered in the air, frozen in fear, his green hood pulled up. His eyes were wide, and his wings fluttered helplessly. Magpie popped up and grabbed one of his wings with her claws. The red and black bee struggled to free himself from the claw, but Magpie's grip was too strong. "Bye-bye, Hood," She gave a smile resembling that of a serial killer wanting more blood, and it stretched farther than a normal smile should.
"Cure Raven~hoho!" Hood screamed before he was thrown over the edge of the kingdom, shooting down to Earth like a rocket. Magpie smirked and tossed her hair before disappearing in a swirl of crow feathers. A faint yet bone chilling cackle filled the air as she left.
Cure Raven looked up. Her eyes became very hazy as she felt blood drizzle down from the laceration on her head. Maybe it was best if she just died or lost her memories after all. All of them seemed to be leaving her anyway. She couldn't hear Cure Duck's final breaths, nor could she see Cure Glass's twinkling eyes that pleaded for help. Not even Cure Beast. It was like she couldn't see the permanent mischievous smile she always had on her face.
Her ballerina themed outfit was torn horribly. Her tutu lost a lot of its ruffles, and there were many rips and scratches on the torso. Her ponytail came undone, and became scraggly and tangled as a result of too much fighting. Her golden eyes were drowning in a sea of sorrow and pain, losing all the shine they once had. She could feel the wall beneath her cracking...it was finally her time. Cure Raven's hazy eyes closed just before the wall gave out and she began to spiral down to Earth. A small smile of relief creeped on her face.
And just like that everything became nothing but pitch black to her...maybe that was what her team saw.
(OP: Purikyua Story - Yukari Tamura ft. Hood)
The high pitched ringing sound of an alarm clock resounded through a bedroom, just like it did every morning. A hand reached out from under a green blanket and groped the air until it found the clock. Knocking it off the table, it clattered down onto the oak floor and stopped ringing. The covers shifted and a girl sat straight up. Her dirty blonde locks were messed up to no end, her ocean blue eyes groggy. Looking down, she picked up the clock and looked at it. The clock read seven thirty in the morning.
"Oh well," Kimura Sora told herself confidently. Once she got herself out of bed, she took off her green and pink flower pajamas and slipped on her dull school uniform. Once again, she let out a discontented sigh. It was so dull. It consisted of a white tank top under a short sleeved beige sweater vest, a grey skirt with a red trim, and grey Mary Janes. Why couldn't the school have chosen more lively and uplifting colors, like green or pink or blue?
Once she got herself dressed, she went into the bathroom to brush her hair. She got it straightened out after a few minutes, and it cascaded down to her hips, without a single curl in those dirty blonde strands. Picking up her school bag, she walked down the stairs. They all made loud, creaking noises with every step Sora took. She was used to it by now.
Sora could already hear the noise from the kitchen, smiling bright she jumped into the kitchen. "Good morning!"
"Oh! I'm late again!" Her father, Kimura Ryou, wailed and ran around the kitchen with toast in his mouth. His hair was short and dirty blonde and his eyes were dark brown. The gray business suit he wore was horribly wrinkly from being wadded up, and it hadn't been ironed.
"Is there a time when you're never late?" Her mother, Kimura Nanami, asked before stifling a giggle. Her mother had curly brown hair that cascaded down to her shoulders, framing a set of ocean blue eyes, the same ones her daughter had. She wore a simple one piece white dress and a gray hoodie. She pushed her glasses up and sipped some of her tea.
"Good morning, Mom," Sora smiled as she grabbed her lunch from the counter and put it in her bag before adjusting her hair a bit.
"Aren't you going to have breakfast?" Nanami asked with some concern peppering her voice.
Sora turned around as she walked down the hallway, "Nope! I don't really like breakfast!" The dirty blonde gave a smile and walked out the door, closing it quickly.
"You need to eat breakfast! It's healthy for you!" Nanami exclaimed, but Sora had left the house and didn't hear her. 'If she keeps this up she's going to keel over one day,' She thought worriedly. Sora wasn't exactly one for healthy eating, despite Nanami's efforts to get her to eat some breakfast. She wouldn't be able to get through the day on an empty stomach, or an empty stomach lacking in healthy, nutritious foods.
Sora began running down the street, her heart pumping with excitement. She was just sure that something really great was going to happen today, she just knew it. After all, school just started two days ago, something good had to happen...maybe.
(Title Card: Faith, Trust, and Pixie Dust! Cure Pixie Poofs In!)
She turned a sharp corner before stopping and looked at a small bird up in a tree. It stood at the edge of a nest, stretching its wings out as though it were preparing itself for its first flight. Sora smiled as it hopped onto a branch. She hoped it could succeed and soar into the sky, just like all the other birds. 'You can do it, Mr. Bird!' Sora cheered in her mind.
The bird kept skipping on the branch until it reached the edge. The dirty blonde haired girl was so lost in watching this little bird prepare for its first flight that she completely lost track of time. With a small but courageous chirping noise, the bird spread it's wings and flew off the branch. It soared, with its wings outstretched, almost gliding into the air.
Sora smiled wider. He did it! It was always a joy to see little birds fly across the wind. "Sometimes I wish I could fly far away. On pixie wings though." Sora said aloud before letting out a small giggle and walking down the street.
This was a typical morning in Hon Town for Sora. She always took time to bid hello to people who rode their bikes down the street, anyone who walked with umbrellas to block out the sun, or say hi to the neighbors or their kids. 'Only have a half a block to go.' The dirty blonde thought confidently and walked a bit faster. She was on that side of Hon Town, the side every city or town had. That side where one would rarely ever see anyone outside, or where it was just way too quiet to be normal.
Suddenly, her smile morphed into a look of innocent curiosity. She heard a squeaky noise and looked down at her feet. Lying next to her foot was a small black and red creature shaped like a large bee, donning a dark green hood. Its eyes were closed, indicating that it was unconscious. But she didn't know that it was an actual living being. Picking it up cautiously, she brushed some dirt and grass blades off of it.
"You poor thing. I'll sew you up when I get home. Then I'll try to find your owner," Sora said to herself and put the fairy in her bag.
Suddenly she could hear the school bell ring. "Oh well, I'll get there in time." The dirty blonde smiled confidently and went into a steady jog.
The pathway to Hon Academy was never exactly easy to get through. Some days it was so jam packed that it took a lot of effort just to move forward. Today was no exception. It didn't help that Sora was just short, at least five foot was to her, so practically no one saw her unless they looked down.
"Sora!" Another girl's voice made Sora whip her head around attentively. The girl in question was pretty tall for someone her age. Her hair was dyed a dark purple, and her eyes were the color of sapphires.
Sora waved to her friend. "Hi, Momo-chan! How are you this morning?"
"I'm great as usual! What about you?" Momo exclaimed cheerfully. Sora's stomach growled ungracefully, begging for food, which made the two of them burst into hearty laughter. "I take it you didn't eat breakfast again, huh?"
"Guilty as charged," Sora admitted ruefully, her face turning a touch red with embarrassment.
Momo noticed that some of the crowds were beginning to disperse, giving them enough room to walk through them. "Good! We can actually get there now!"
"That's a relief," Sora said as the two friends began walking down the pathway.
"By the way," Momo began, her sapphire eyes brimming with curiosity. "Did you hear about that meteor shower yesterday?"
Sora cocked her head to one side with a confused look on her face. "Meteor shower?" There were never any meteor showers in Hon Town. There was nothing about one on the news as far as she knew, and if there was one, news reporters would have kept them up to date on it weeks in advance.
"I heard some people say they saw to beams of light, a red and black one, last night. They said the black one was a girl in some odd uniform." The purple haired girl answered, pushing her curly locks up with hands.
"A girl in an odd uniform? That's strange."
"I know, right? It's so weird!"
"Then why would they call it a meteor shower then?"
Momo shrugged. "Beats me. That's just what I heard."
"Interesting..." A low but audible voice chirped up from behind, almost scaring Sora out of her wits. The two surprised girls turned around to find a girl about their own age, with wavy snow white hair cascading all the way down to her lower back, quite gracefully at that. Her eyes were a striking green, like a vast meadow in spring. She was wearing the same uniform as the other girls.
"Um, hi there!" Momo stuttered, still trying to comprehend her unexpected presence. "You're Yamada Sumiko-san, right?"
"That was the name my parents christened me with, yes," Sumiko replied in a monotone and somewhat uninterested tone of voice, like she was in no mood for silly stuff or funny business. "This meteor shower of which you discuss is very illogical. There is absolutely no possible way that a girl in an odd uniform would just come spiraling down from the sky. I opine that this might just be a silly rumor your more rambunctious classmates made up to amuse themselves."
"You...you may have a point," Sora stammered. With that, Sumiko gracefully walked away, her pristine white waves bouncing with every step she took. Sora and Momo couldn't help but watch as the girl ambled closer to the school gate.
"She does make some valid points, but my friends recorded it with their phones and showed it to me," Momo muttered.
"I worry about her," Sora said, smile fading ever so slightly.
"But worse than that, we're gonna be late!" Momo belted and sprinted to the gate faster than a cheetah chasing its prey.
"Hey! W-Wait for me!" Sora called out and ran after her purple haired friend.
A large, brown and white castle was floating aimlessly in the middle of a completely dark void. That's where the Bad-End Writers live. It was in the shape of a bottle of ink, a very unconventional shape for a castle to resemble. The castle door was locked shut, but a dim light poured out of the top. Other than that, basically nothing was around it. Just a never ending blank space with tall pillars around it, with some type of odd writing on them.
Inside was actually quite dull. The walls were all a plain, pristine white, with nothing decorating them. No pictures, no fake plants, nothing. All the furniture was white, like a blank piece of paper that had yet to be written on. A giant white throne was in the back of the white room, occupied by a humanoid wolf creature with gray fur, donning a large red and white robe that glistened in sunlight. He also wore black garments underneath his heavy robe. His decor was just as dull and lifeless as he was. His eyes were dark and heavy from no sleep, but it didn't make his anger any less prominent.
"How could you lose them?!" A gruffy voice roared.
"Sorry! We did the best we could!" An overweight pig in a chair argued petulantly. He was wearing a straw hat on his head and overalls that were a bit too small for his body. Next to him was a rake and a wobbling tower of junk food: doughnuts, bags of potato chips, and tons of cakes. The overweight pig, Piggy, took a bag of potato chips and opened it and began pouring it in his large mouth.
"Really, Piggy! It'd do you a lot of good to not scarf everything down in one whole gulp! That's so gross!" A snooty voice called out. A girl wearing an old fashioned black ballroom gown with a corset sat on a small royal throne. It lacked the plainness and dullness that King Wolf's throne had, as she made sure to make it as glittery and grandiose as humanly possible. Her hair was black and part of her bangs covered one of her bloody red eyes. She filed her sharp fingernails before sighing.
"I-I-I-I-I don't know how!" Magpie squawked and hit Piggy in the head, making him cough a boat load of chips up. Suddenly before anyone could say anything, a mighty roar and they all froze. Looking forward they saw King Wolf, his gaze cold and unforgiving.
"Enough!" King Wolf roared again, reaching forward to grab his royal scepter. With the scepter in hand, he stomped over to the frightened Magpie. The castle trembled violently with every step he took. He hit her across the face with the scepter before viciously kicking the poor creature across the castle grounds, sending her flying into a tiny fish bowl. Princess squeezed her eyes shut, not keen on witnessing such cruel behavior. "Now this time I want you to find that fairy and kill it!" He hissed, dark eyes blazing with fury.
Magpie pushed herself up and looked angrily at the other two villains. Piggy was still stuffing his face, this time with a giant cake. Princess was focused on painting her nails with venom. "I won't fail," Magpie mumbled and disappeared in a vortex of feathers.
King Wolf sighed in frustration and stomped back up the small stairs that lead to his throne. Closing his eyes, he let his minions carry on with their...special activities. At least to Piggy, stuffing his face with tons of foods all day long was an activity; maybe even a sport. For Princess, acting like she even cared about fighting was a titanic effort.
The school day was almost nearing its end, and Sora couldn't wait to get through the rest of it. Lunch time had passed, and since she had brought her bento box with her, she was able to spend lunch with her friends, and the growling in her stomach finally ceased. "Lunch tastes the best when you hang out with your friends..." She mused to herself, stretching her arms upward to loosen them up a bit.
"Come on! You're the smart one!"
"We'll give them back tomorrow! Let us copy your notes!"
"Or better yet, just give us the answers altogether!"
Their voices were so loud, they snapped Sora out of her reverie. She noticed three girls cornering Sumiko at her seat. The white haired, bespectacled girl said nothing and continued to read the book in her hand. "Hey! We're talking to you, Yamada!"
"Please don't interrupt me while I'm reading," Sumiko replied in a low voice.
These girls weren't going to take no for an answer. One of them leaned closer to Sumiko with a scowl on her face. "Hey! If someone asks you to do something for them, you do it! I find it hard to believe that someone as smart as you can't understand something even babies can understand. It's not that hard!"
"It's not that hard to study for a test, either," Sumiko answered coolly. "If you're really so desperate to get an A+ on the next test, why don't you actually study for it like good students? It's not very dignified to demand answers from me, and it reflects badly on you as a student."
The girls' faces all turned red with embarrassment. "Wh-What did you say?!"
"You have some nerve! You think you're all that 'cause you got a big brain?!"
"You better give us the answers on the next test, Egghead!"
Sumiko glared at them. "My answer is and will forever be no. Please leave at once."
"We're not letting you off so easy!"
Sora couldn't believe it. Even after Sumiko very clearly told them no, they were still harassing her. She was not going to stand for this. What gave them the right to gang up on her like that? Sora stomped over to Sumiko's desk and slammed her palm on the table so hard that the rowdy girls actually backed away a bit in alarm. "Wha-?!"
"Let's be fair everyone!" Sora shouted.
"Okay, who are you, and like, why are you sticking your nose in our business?" The girls said in perfect unison.
The teacher was out so he couldn't take care of it. Sora remembered these girls. Often they were derogatorily nicknamed The Three Beckys for some reason even she couldn't fathom. Sora scowled at the girls, put a hand on her hip, and kept her palm on Sumiko's desk, shaking her head to toss some hair out of her eyes. It was silent, awkwardly silent. Even Sumiko was silent, as all she did was sink into her chair. Kind of natural as they were the newest transfer students and triplets.
"Because your trying to pump answers from Yamada-san. You need to be fair and put your brain to work! Use confidence and I'm sure you'll get some answers right on the test." Sora gave a confident smile to the girls who snarled in disgust.
"Like, whatever. Come on, girls. We have better things to do," One of them said and walked away. The other girls followed suit. They figured it wasn't worth it to mess with Sumiko anymore.
"T-Thank y-you." Sumiko managed to get out and she sat straight up in her chair.
Sora gave a smile, "It's nothing really." The teacher came in and everyone quickly filed back to their seats. Sure Sora wasn't Sumiko's friend. But it was only natural to stop bullying, rather than staying silent...at least to the Sora it was. She figured that if nobody else would stand up for what was right, she would.
What she didn't realize was that the sort of stuffed bee she picked up had witnessed the entire incident, its eyes sparkling with delight. "A strong will to protect others~hoho..." The little red bee trailed off. "She might be one of the PreCure~hoho!" he squealed silently and jumped up and down a little, though no one paid attention as they were focused on Mr. Hitori's lesson. Plus, he kept his voice low so nobody would hear him. He didn't want to startle them and make a scene.
"Open up your English textbooks to page seventeen, now." Mr Hitori ordered, his blue eyes stern and not in the mood for funny business. The students obeyed his command silently. There was no way they could argue with a teacher as strict as Mr. Hitori, and it usually never ended well with those who dared to do so, so it wasn't worth it.
(Eyecatch 1: Sumiko and Amaya are seen together watching as Sora and Kayo struggle to do their homework. Hood suddenly falls out of nowhere sending papers everywhere. Sumiko and Amaya sweatdrop as Sora and Kayo chase Hood, the Pretty Cure Fairytale Dream logo can be seen on the center bottom of the screen.)
(Eyecatch 2: Sora appears playing with a jack in the box with the other Cures (in civilian form) and Hood right behind her looking over her shoulder. It appears to not work and she starts slamming her fist on the toy. Suddenly, it explodes into light and the girls are now in their Cure forms. They look curious at one another with Hood equally confused by what happened. The Pretty Cure Fairytale Dream logo appears on the center bottom of the screen.)
When the final bell rang, everyone stormed out of the school building as though they had been in prison for a decade. Momo expected to walk home with her friend, only for Sora to decline. "Are you sure?" Momo asked, her face a mask of concern.
"I'm sure I can walk home by myself today, Momo." Sora gave a confident smile. Although she was concerned for her friend's safety, as they always walked home together, Momo nodded hesitantly and the two waved goodbye. But getting home would take a lot longer than usual today.
As she began her usual route home, she noticed a lost little girl. The dark brown twin tailed girl was wearing the Hon Preschool uniform. Sora always saw little preschool kids walking to school with their parents, so she saw those uniforms every day. Something was wrong. No child was ever left all alone. "I w-want m-my m-mommy!" She cried.
Sora ambled over to the little girl and kneeled in front of her. "Hey there. Don't cry. I can help you find your mommy." Sora gave a confident smile and adjusted her gray schoolbag. "My name is Sora Kimura what's yours?"
The little girl looked up at Sora and sniffled. "Hibiki Y-Yuki."
Hood peeked a little from over the bag and he started sensing danger...mostly the stench of rotting flesh. That was the smell of Magpie, and he could tell she was near. But what could he do? If he popped out and told Sora about it, they would all get scared.
Right then and there, a tornado of black feathers swirled all around them, sending leaves and flowers all over the place. The wind was so harsh, it left scratches on Sora's skin, but she was quick to pull the frightened girl into her arms to protect her. But this was strange. Where did these black feathers come from? "What in the world was that?!" Sora yelped, her hair now frizzy and tangled.
She looked up and saw a woman with large black wings. She looked very much like a harpy, like the images she would find online. But harpies aren't real! None of this could be real, but the fact that she felt the wind cut her skin was proof enough that all of this was real. "Who...who are you?"
Magpie noticed the red bee peeping out from Sora's bag. "Found you." She extended her palm out, and a fierce gust of wind blew out. Sora was quick to scoop the girl up and run for her life.
'What is this?! What's happening?! My head feels like it's spinning!' Sora thought with every breath she inhaled. She needed to get away. Call the police. Do something! But Magpie descended in front of her with a cold, stern look. Despite her own fears, Sora clutched the girl tightly in her arms. "Stay away!"
"I'm scared! I want my mommy!" Hibiki wailed.
Sora stroke her back gently. She couldn't be scared. Not in front of this little girl. If she was scared, then it'd make the girl just as scared as she. "Don't worry. We'll find your mom."
"Hmph. Your mother doesn't love you. Then again, who would like a stupid little brat like you? If she really did care about you, she would have watched you more carefully," Magpie sneered, the wicked smile on her face unchanging.
Sora clutched the girl tighter. Just what was this creature? First she attacks them and then harasses them? How could she even have the gall to say such terrible things? The fear in her heart was strong, but her kind heart was stronger.
"T-That's not true!" Hibiki sniffled, tears swelling in her eyes.
Earlier, Sora was scared out of her mind. But now, her fear morphed into courage, and this time, she didn't even so much as flinch. She grabbed a nearby rock and chucking it into the air. It flew high and fast, striking Magpie straight on her forehead.
"OWWW!" Magpie clutched her forehead as the rock fell back on the concrete. The sheer courage behind that maneuver was enough to make her angrier than a rampaging elephant. "You little brat!" Magpie hissed and sent a flurry of needle feathers at Sora, throwing her back into a tree, making Hood and her books spill out of the bag.
"Oh no!"
"May your story end right here, come out! Yaminaa!" Magpie laughed.
A large book with blank pages suddenly appeared in mid-air, opening up and sucking everything in like a vacuum. As soon as it opened, Hibiki could feel her grip weakening as she got lifted into the air. "Hibiki! No!" Sora clutched her as tight as she possibly could. Whatever Magpie was doing wasn't good, and if Hibiki was taken...who knows what could happen!
"Help me!"
"Hibiki! Hang on!" Hibiki tried to do as Sora asked, and held on tight. Unfortunately, her grip weakened and the gust of wind increased its strength. Soon, Hibiki couldn't hold on anymore, and her hands let go of Sora's. The dirty blonde haired girl stumbled on the ground, horrified as poor, helpless Hibiki was swallowed by the book. "HIBIKI!"
The book closed shut and a keyhole rested in the center. It faced a lone wooden bench in the park before shooting a black ray of light at it. Before Sora could even react, a set of eyes appeared. Then, it grew a set of large arms and legs, with a keyhole protruding out from its back. Sora scrambled in front of a tree in fear. The creature was so huge, it was the size of two elephants put together.
Somewhere in the middle of the ruins of the Storybook Kingdom, buried underneath a pile of rubble was a clock with thirty numbers on it, each slice colored black with a silver number in roman numerals. Suddenly, as if it sensed the Yaminaa being summoned, the first one glowed brightly. Even though nothing happened, a faint cackling sound echoed in the air, but it sounded more like a roar than a cackle.
"Yaminaa!" It cried out before almost swatting the tree Sora sat under. Sora was quick to scramble out of its way, but the Yaminaa's hand broke the tree and sent it flying onto the street.
"Oh my God! It's a monster!" She had always read about monsters in her favorite fairy tales, but never in her life did she think she would end up seeing a real one.
"You need to help her~hoho!" Hood cried out and flew up and came face-to-face with Sora.
"The bee...it talks!" The dirty blonde screamed and fell backwards again. First a monster appeared and now the bee she picked up was real, too? Things were just getting weirder and weirder. Sora wasn't sure what to do.
Magpie grinned. "Gimme the fairy! I need it so my master will be proud of me!"
Hood flitted behind Sora. "No! Don't take me~hoho!" Sora could hear the desperation in the bee's voice. She could tell right away that this Magpie creature was bad news. But what could she do? Magpie and that Yaminaa were too strong. She was just a normal girl. But Magpie took Hibiki and turned her into that Yaminaa. If she was bold enough to hurt a little girl, then who knows what she could do to Hood.
"Why should I hand him to you?" Sora grabbed the bee and held him near her chest. "You can't have Hoho!"
"Actually my name is Hood~hoho!" Although Hood knew this was a bad time for explanation, as a Yaminaa knocked over a telephone pole right as he said that, he had faith in Sora. She could be one of them. "I'm searching for new PreCure, because that evil woman Magpie and her friends wrecked the Storybook Kingdom~hoho! Because of them, all sorts of stories were destroyed from Peter Pan all the way to Alice in Wonderland~hoho!" Hood got out.
Sora began trying to process everything that Hood just said. For one, what was a PreCure? But all sorts of stories had been ruined?! Her favorite story Peter Pan had been crushed to bits and she didn't even know it. The dirty blonde glared and let the bee go. Now this was serious business.
"How dare you?!" Sora yelled and stomped her foot on the ground and she gave off a green aura. "First you destroyed a kingdom, then tons of beloved stories, then turned this girl into a monster?! This is absolutely without a doubt unforgivable!" With that, she was placed into a green ball of light. It was so bright that the Yaminaa, Hood, and Magpie had to shield their eyes from it.
"What is this?!" Magpie yelled.
In the ball of light, Sora looked around confused. "What?! Where am I? Is this...some kind of magic?"
Suddenly, a small storybook with a keyhole in the center appeared. Hood also appeared next to her. "Transform~hoho!" Hood yelled.
"Into what?"
"PreCure~hoho! You can be a super hero and save Hibiki-chan~hoho!" Hood answered.
Sora wasn't sure if she could do this. But Hibiki needed someone to save her. The Storybook Kingdom or whatever needed to be saved. Someone needed to help them. If she was given this power, then that meant she could do it. With her fear dissipating, she nodded.
Hood glowed in a green light and shot out a windup key with a green ribbon around it. "Pretty Cure, It's Story Time!" Sora yelled and slammed the key into the keyhole and turned it. Green light blasted out and the book disappeared.
First, Sora's hair became encased in a radiant light before it dissipated, changing it into a radiant yellow. It had been tied up into a pixie bob hair style. With a smile, she swirled around with more light enveloping her, closing her right hand. She pulled it up and opened it before blowing on it, sending green pixie dust everywhere. With a single jump, green knee high boots with pink bows on each of them appeared. Descending onto the ground, the pixie dust surrounded her towel dress before exploding, leaving behind a one piece, short green dress with an alligator teeth trim on the bottom. A pink bow formed on the center of her chest with a golden keyhole in the center. With a sweet wink, both of her eyes turned from blue to green, and a pink bow appeared on her hair, keeping it in place. She waved her hand beside her skirt, and her PreCure Storybook appeared in a solid white book case with a green keyhole on it, dangling from her skirt. Finally, large, blue green fairy wings sprouted out from her back. With a deep breath, Sora posed elegantly, the epitome of grace.
She came to some sort of realization, and words she didn't intend to say poured out of her mouth. "Turning faith into pixie dust," She announced and posed once more, her words ringing out in the air. "Cure Pixie!"
"Cure Pixie?! AWESOME!" Hood couldn't believe his eyes. He was right! Sora did become a PreCure! He was right to seek her out.
"Cure...Pixie...? Wha? Wha? Wha?' Cure Pixie looked all around herself. She was donning a new outfit, her hair changed color, and now she had wings. She looked like a real fairy. "Wow! I'm a real pixie! Yippee!" She found herself jumping up and down like a little kid who received dessert for being good. She was sure this was going to be awesome.
"Get her, Yaminaa!" Magpie announced and pointed forward. Can't allow another PreCure to get in her way, that's what she thought.
The Yaminaa charged forward and it was like Sora's-no-Cure Pixie's, body moved on it's own. She jumped up all on her own, and she stopped mid-air. Her wings were actually carrying her! She was flying!
"W-What the..." Pixie trailed off then snapped back to reality. She looked at the book. The little girl was still trapped in there. "Give Hibiki back!" She yelled, thanking the heavens no one lived or came on this side of town.
"Yaminaa!" The monster yelled and punched Cure Pixie sending her flying into a wall. A strong jolt of pain rushed through her back, almost rendering her unable to move. She winced and fell down on the ground with a weak whimper.
"Don't give up~hoho!" Hood cheered and stung Magpie in the neck, making her puff up. Due to her being allergic to bees, she couldn't do anything but stand in shock.
Cure Pixie nodded and charged forward, her wings glowing in a bluish green light. "Pixie Cutter!" Her wings sent two sharp slices of wind and light. Both attacks struck the monster right on its face, rendering it dizzy, causing it to stumble and fall on its rear end.
"Pixie Dust Impact!" The pixie themed PreCure shouted before she threw out a sphere of wind and pixie dust in her right hand. The Yaminaa swung its large left arm up and punched at the same time Cure Pixie hit with the attack. The collision caused a giant explosion and sent the two flying backwards.
"Go, Cure Pixie!" Hood cheered and jumped up and down as Magpie disappeared in shame.
Cure Pixie jumped forward and punched the Yaminaa twice before mercilessly it into the ground. 'Wow...I feel so powerful...like I can do anything...why do I feel like this? Is this what it's like to be a PreCure?' She thought as she fought the monster. "Pixie Dust Impact!" She threw another ball of wind and pixie dust, creating a giant impact.
"Yaminaa!" As the wind cleared out, it grabbed Pixie's leg and slammed her into the ground like she was a rag doll. After that, he pulled her up and tossed her across the area, sending her flying into a pile of rubble. She pushed herself up and looked the monster dead in the eye.
"Your going down!" The blonde PreCure yelled and glowed green again. 'I can't give up! Not now! I have to defeat it! For Hibiki's sake! For Peter Pan's sake! For...everyone!'
"Finish it off!~hoho!" Hood hollered. She was so close to defeating it.
"Fly high forever! Pretty Cure," Cure Pixie's wings increased in size, glowing in a radiant bluish green hue. She jumped up and spun around like a ballerina, causing a tornado of wind to form all around her. She stopped, landed on her heels quickly, and held out her arms as if she was going to fly upwards.
"Faithful Winds!" With that, the wings suddenly began flapping at a fast pace. A large whirlwind of pixie dust and wind engulfed the monster and she winked. "May the power of faith make your story continue!" The monster exploded and the book disappeared. Hibiki popped right out, and Cure Pixie was quick to fly toward her and catch her, saving her from cracking her skull or suffering a brain injury.
She took Hibiki to a quiet place before turning back to normal and placed her in front of a tree. "Hibiki. Wake up. You okay?" Sora whispered. She could see Hibiki's eyes flutter, much to her intense relief. She's okay! Hibiki opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was Sora.
"Neechan...what happened to me?" Hibiki whimpered.
"You passed out," Sora lied. She felt bad about doing so, but the girl was already scared out of her wits. She didn't need any more fright. She was glad to have saved the girl's life.
"Hibiki!"
An unfamiliar voice caught their attention. It wasn't anything Sora recognized, but the owner of the voice new Hibiki's name. The voice got louder. "Hibiki?! Where are you?!"
Hibiki stood up in alarm. She knew that voice. "Mommy?!"
"Hibiki!" A young woman in her thirties with scraggly dark brown hair ran into the area, her face completely drowning in worry. But as soon as she saw Hibiki, tears of joy sprung right out, and a relieved smile appeared on her wrinkled face. Hibiki returned the smile. "Hibiki!"
"Mommy!" Hibiki ran into her mother's arms and cried into her chest. Hibiki's mother cried as she squeezed her daughter, stroking her hair gently.
"Oh, Hibiki! Thank goodness you're okay! I was so worried about you!" Hibiki's mother couldn't be happier. Sora decided to leave them alone and let them have their moment. She found the sight to be very heartwarming. Mother and child, together again. "But don't ever wander off like that ever again! Understand?"
Hibiki looked down at her feet with a guilty, remorseful look on her face. "Yes, Mommy. But look!" Hibiki pointed to Sora with a smile. "The nice lady stayed with me!"
Hibiki's mother looked up at Sora. "Oh. Have you stayed with her this whole time?"
"Yes, ma'am. I was the one who found her," Sora explained.
"Oh! You're such a kind girl. Thank you so much for watching my baby," Hibiki's mother stood up and bowed before Sora vigorously, as though Sora was a queen of a noble country.
Sora turned a little red and waved her hands in front of the relieved woman. "No no! I'm just happy you two are back together again."
"Thank you, Neechan!" Hibiki chirped.
"You're welcome," Sora kneeled in front of Hibiki and ruffled her hair with her hand. "You be nice to your mom, okay?"
"Okay!"
With mother and daughter together again, they waved goodbye to Sora and went about their way. Sora smiled, happy that they managed to get their happy ending for now. Hood flitted in front of Sora with a smile on his face.
"You were awesome back there~hoho! I was right to make you a PreCure~hoho!" Hood chirped.
Sora turned to look at Hood with a serious look on her face. "You have a LOT of explaining to do!"
Hood did a little sailor salute. "Way ahead of you~hoho!"
This was just the beginning...she had many battles ahead of her. Maybe this time, history won't repeat itself...but not everyone can escape fate. But maybe, just maybe, she could. But so many questions still lingered in Sora's mind. What would happen after all of this?
(ED: Wonderful Story Samba! - Shakira)
Next Time On Pretty Cure Fairytale Dream:
Sora: I still don't understand what's going on...
Sumiko: Maybe I can give you a logical explanation, Cure Pixie.
Sora and Hood: Oh no! She heard and saw everything! But...no! (Add sentence ender ~hoho for Hood)
Sumiko: Next time on Pretty Cure Fairytale Dream, The Power Of Reflections! Cure Mirror Shines!
May the next story also receive a happy ending!