Hopefully a little better than my other 'specials' here goes! I have actually only planned a beginning few chapters for this, and so I'll pray not to lose momentum as I roll..

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"What are we doing here! This is almost as bad as the school! Worse than the library!"

"Oh hush Irma, the museum is a place of knowledge! I figured Caleb might enjoy something slightly more intellectual than the mall." Taranee had purposefully looked at Cornelia then, who only sighed. "Besides, you might learn something."

"Oh, like how much we'd rather die than be in this place!" Irma scowled at the dark girl. "You are a person of knowledge. Can you even get smarter?"

"Caleb could use the history."

"Why, is he having trouble sleeping?"

Taranee took this moment to turn away from the brunette, but when she faced Cornelia she regretted it. "Actually, for once, I agree with Irma. Museums are about as fun as mud."

"I bet we could have more fun with mud." Elyon giggled at Irma's comment, then pointed to two approaching figures, "There they are!"

...

"Admiral John Jellicoe. British World War One admiral." Will slammed her history textbook shut and murmured to her frogs which were in a great stacking pile, "You'd think with her hating Collins, my mom would lay easy on the 'Do your homework Will! You can't go out Will! You can't have any friends Will!'." Will leaned back in her chair, contemplating whether it would be more painful to let it drop back or to lean forward and do her homework. She pulled herself up and reopened the book whilst sighing heavily. "Jellicoe was the best-known British naval commander of World War One, and commanded the British fleet at the Battle of.. Blunk?"

Will leaned toward and squinted at the frog pile, regarding the pair of yellow eyes she swore had just moved. "GIRL!" Will screamed and fell back on her chair when he jumped up out of the mound, one arm stretched up as he pointed at her. "BLUNK FIND NEW PORTAL!"

"Shht! Blunk making loud noise!" Will leapt for the creature and pressed her palm against his mouth, and instantly regretting her decision. She removed her now sticky hand. "Ew."

...

"Why am I here?" Caleb asked in monotone, but Hay Lin continued pushing him forward towards the gaggle of girls waving at him. "Is this really neccesary?"

"Oh yeah! The museums are great! Full of old stuff, and Taranee is going to teach you about Earth, and..." Caleb stopped listening at that point. Apparently there would be alot of zoning out today: he had no interest in learing about the forgotten customs of Earth. It was bad enough learning their new ones.

"Caleb! Hi!" Caleb looked down at the smiling girl. Elyon was apparently as old as Cornelia, and yet she seemed about as spirited as a twelve year old, much as Hay Lin -appropriatly- did. She raised an outstretched hand and tilted her head to the side, in a way that made her look as if she might fall over.

"Elyon." She beamed at his registering nod and instantly looked at Cornelia, who had already found herself at his side. "Ladies." Taranee raised a brow at this, while Cornelia blushed prettily and Irma, "What's wrong with Irma?"

"I'm allergic to knowledge." Irma feigned feeling faint, but stopped and stood straight when she realized that Caleb actually believed her. She shrugged, "I hate Taranee."

Caleb looked at her with bewilderment and Hay Lin tugged at his arm laughing. "She doesn't like museums."

"Museums don't like me."

...

"Caleb isss a fool if he thinkss he can jusst sstep into the casstle." Phobos regarded Lord Cedric's words, finding humour in the irony of Cedric thinking he would not be heard in the castle speaking such idle gossip. "He needed one of the guardianss to ssave him."

"Their Leader." Phobos' brow creased slightly at the sound of an unfamiliar voice. He listened to all, but the voice wasn't one often heard. "She attacked us already before the Abyss of Shadows."

"Her attack wass her fault. Without them, Raythor would not have been unmasssked." Phobos opened his eyes at this. An odd peice of information, which had slipped his 'report'. "I almost had her on Earth. And I already heard that she was nearly seized when the Key wass misssing."

"It would seem she has a knack for slipping through our fingers."

"It would sseem that she iss lucky to have allied with our rebel leader." Phobos stood, waving his hands to create a loose spiral of sand on the cold marble floor. He watched the blue galhot soldier look to the snake-form of Cedric. Clearly the galhot didn't understand what Cedric had meant. Even Phobos himself was curious. "He iss the reason sshe lived through my attack. He iss the one who knocked the guardss in the dining quarters."

"A compelling suggestion." Phobos smiled. If he was looking after her, Caleb must know of her worth.