Wow, chapter 2 is finally here! Never thought I get THIS FAR! Let alone start it…. Well, I'm not gonna say much about this chapter, apart from it might explain a few things and it's gonna be better than the last one…? I don't know, only you guys can tell me! By REVIEWING! *Gasp!* I'm happy for the reviews and thanks from the last chapter, and I do realise that some of you are a bit nervous on reviewing. Starting to get a bit desperate on the names, and I understand on you guys not giving me any because you don't know the complete storyline, but (again) just give a guess maybe? MASSIVE SHOUT OUT to NightSkyWolves' really sweet review! I appreciate you giving the feedback to help me improve and give me confidence, so thanks! Now, about that story you wanted more of...
Disclaimer: I play on Wizard101, I love Wizard101, I've completed most of the storyline on Wizard101, yet for some unexplainable reason, I still do not own it, Kingsisle and Gameforge proceed to beat me in owning an awesome online multiplayer game… *sigh*
Chapter 2- A Saviour
"And who did this exactly?"
"Brittainy Arkbeauty and Logan Mindthief." Autumn explained to Headmaster Ambrose, standing in his office.
"My students would never do such a thing!" Cyrus Drake exclaimed.
"How come Logan is suddenly your student? He was placed in the school of death!"
"He has chosen to learn the elected school of myth!"
"Excuse me!" Merle interrupted, "if all you two are going to do is quarrel, I would prefer for you to do it elsewhere!" Cyrus and Autumn bluntly shut up, the Headmaster's tone indicated that he would not take any trouble. "Could you please summon these two students Cyrus, I wish to have a word with Miss Moonblood here."
The Myth teacher turned and waltzed out of the office, while Ambrose indicated for Autumn to sit down.
"Now, Autumn, I understand that you and Mr. Drake do not get along amazingly."
Autumn sniggered slightly, "Sir, we don't get on at all! I'm storm, he's myth! There's nothing we can do about that."
"Of course, it's only natural because of that reason, but partly because of your parentage."
"My parentage?" this ol' man has some weird tricks up his sleeve… she thought, "I mean, my mum and dad, they did some pretty amazing stuff, but what does that have to do with Mr, Drake?"
"Well, Autumn, your mother is an ice wizard. Ice is, in a way, opposite to storm. Ice wizards have weak attacks, but absolutely brilliant defence, and can withstand attacks for ages, while they, power them up. Storm however, focusses on attacking with raw power, not having to use a large amount of blades and traps and so on, to get to a substantial attack. Yet, they must do this quickly, as, most storm wizards, only get to about 3,000 health at the maximum. Which leaves them vulnerable to powerful attacks."
"Where are you going with this sir?" Autumn could see a glint of mischief in his one good eye.
"You see, Autumn, Ice is opposite to Storm, Storm is opposite to Myth. Myth, is taught here at Ravenwood, by Mr. Drake."
"So…. Everything is connected?"
"Not quite, young wizard, try again."
"Umm…" Autumn thought about it for a second. Ice is opposite to Storm. Storm is opposite to Myth. Suppose she was Storm, her mum was Ice and Mr. Drake was Myth? Her mum is opposite to her, and she's opposite to Mr. Drake, "So my mum and Mr. Drake didn't get on very well either?" It wasn't a thought, it was a statement.
"Exactly. Especially after she and your father defeated his brother, Malistaire."
"They really did that? I thought they just told me that to impress me."
"No, no," Ambrose chuckled, "They were really the Saviours of the Spiral at one point. But, if your mother did not get on with him, you won't."
"Right, but…. Sir, I feel as if you're not telling me something…"
"Autumn, great evil is at work in the spiral, closer than we expect. A saviour may be what we need."
"So you're asking me to ask my mum or dad to come back and fight against this evil?"
Again, he chuckled, "Only if you think they are worthy… But, have you considered if they say no? I want you to find the saviour. Make it your quest here at Ravenwood, even."
He indicated for Autumn to get up, but stopped her as she went to the door, "Autumn," she turned around, "I know this is a lot for a young diviner like you to take on, and to believe, but trust me when I say this. Trust only those who are of the Order."
"The Order?" Ambrose only smiled as Cyrus Drake walked through the door, with Brittainy and Logan.
At the sight of each other wands were out, Brittainy and Autumn facing each other off. Both glaring, jeering each other to make the first move, "Girls!"
The two turned to headmaster Ambrose, hastily putting their wands away, "I should believe that there has been an incident concerning Logan and Brittainy, Mr. Drake."
"Indeed, headmaster."
Ambrose sat down in his armchair, behind the desk. He fumbled around for a pen in the various draws and finally drew one out, then, he tapped a pile of paper and a sheet slid out with the heading 'behavioural discipline', "Autumn, please recite to me what happen in your own point of view."
Autumn explained what had happened to the headmaster, right from the very beginning. She told him about Orientation, how Logan did something to Mr. Lincoln and about how the registrar seemed afraid of him. Then, she told him about Llewella shaking, and how she had left her to go to the life school on her own, as well as going to the storm school, and the troll being set lose.
"Mr Drake," said the headmaster, "This is a very serious matter in more than one way. And, as for Brittainy and Logan," he turned to the two, still young wizards, "Getting into trouble on your first day… Not a good impression, don't you think? However, I have to admit, casting a troll on your first day impresses me still."
Brittainy smirked slightly, "But do not let it go to your head, as a troll may be a decent spell, exceptionally cast on your first day, for there are spells far more powerful than the likes of that."
"Headmaster, their punishment?" Of course, Autumn thought all the stupid teacher cares about is if his students get let off for attacking the storm school… MY school.
"It is certain that there will be punishment, Mr. Drake, even if you try to persuade me otherwise." Ambrose started to scribble down line after line, sentence after sentence on the sheet he had drew out, "Right, you two, enough chit chat; for the next month you will be on duty for clearing out all the fruit and whatnot thrown at Bartelby; he is the centre of all magic, he does not deserve to be covered in rubbish."
You could almost hear the groan from both of them as the headmaster revealed their punishment, "I expect to see you next to him every evening, after dinner please, cleaning out the small garden surrounding him. Dismissed, all of you."
The rest of the day felt like a drag to Autumn, compared to the morning's events. She went to class, and learnt how to cast Storm Serpent, and gazed in wonder at the elegancy of her very first spell. She then ran straight over to the life school to see Llewella cast an elf (,Pixie? What's it called…) then the aged cow let them walk the school grounds until class was over. After school, the two met up in Unicorn Way and looked around the arena for a while, then sat down and got on with some homework- they didn't get very far.
"So what did Mr. Ambrose talk to you about?" Llewella enquired.
"Nothing much," Autumn scribbled down an answer to one of the questions, "He asked me what happened and he talked about my parents…"
This had always been a sour subject between the two, as Autumn's tone clearly indicated to anyone passing by and dropping an ear in; when the two had first met, Autumn had told Llewella about her parentage and she had got jealous, but, as Llewella came to terms with it, Autumn had started to become embarrassed- until recently.
"Mmm… anything else?"
Autumn pondered for a moment, recalling the events that had occurred in the headmaster's house. She vividly remembered him saying something about an order; Trust only those who are of the Order. This in itself made her have a momentary debate about whether she should tell Llewella or not, but, Llewella was Autumn's best friend, was she not? Why shouldn't she be able to tell her, after all, Llewella would be sure to keep a secret, "Can you keep a secret?"
"Of course I can, Autumn, but if you don't feel like telling me this, you don't have to."
"What? Llewella I'm going to tell you."
"Go on, then."
"Go on then, what?"
"Tell me."
"Tell you what?"
"About what Mr. Ambrose said." She's stalling, thought Llewella.
"What about what Mr. Ambrose said?"
"For goodness sake Autumn! Tell me!" There was a short silence throughout the normal cheerful Unicorn Way; heads turned to look at the two and Llewella cheeks flushed bright red in almost fury, "Now look what you've done!" Llewella started to gather up her books and equipment.
"Wait, Llewella!" Autumn called after her, "Llewella!"
The two walked along the paths of Unicorn Way and past the arena, with Autumn struggling to keep up with the irritated Theurgist as they entered the Commons. Autumn grabbed hold of Llewella arm, dragging her towards the waterfall by Rainbow Bridge, "Walk in."
"What? No! Autumn, I'm not going to let you get the better of me this time!"
"Lu, walk in." The tone of her best friend made Llewella slightly regretful that they had argued, she didn't hesitate to wade into the cool water and to her surprise, she didn't feel wet, "Through the waterfall." Autumn instructed as she almost boldly splashed into the water and through the waterfall. Llewella hesitated when she got to the wall of water in front of her and lightly hopped through, again, not felling at all wet.
"Llewella, what I'm about to tell you must not be repeated to anyone and I mean anyone, understand?"
Llewella nodded confidently, hoping to gain a bit of respect from her friend, as this was an emotion that Autumn could not often express, "Where are we?" She looked around at her surroundings; a small tunnel made of the normal rocks that Wizard City was built on, with a door similar to the ones on the Ravenwood classrooms. Only this time, it showed the death symbol.
"This is the entrance to Nightside." Llewella shivered again as a tingle went down her spine. Nightside. This was meant to be where Malistaire had left the Death School after he ripped it from Ravenwood, only now, the school had been restored to its original place, "But that doesn't matter now, Llewella, in his office, headmaster Ambrose said something to me about 'the Order', he said 'Trust only those who are of the Order.'"
"Do you have any idea what that's about?"
"Not a clue, but, just don't tell anyone, please, promise."
"I promise."
Autumn arrived home with her backpack full to the brim, "Good day at school then?" asked her mum.
"Yeah, actually." Autumn replied as she walked into the kitchen, where her mum was chopping up vegetables for dinner, "What grub we having?"
"Some kind of grub." Replied her mum, chuckling slightly.
"Cool," Why hadn't she asked her yet? Had she forgotten, or was she just trying to irritate her daughter in an annoying motherly kind of way.
"Anything interesting happen?"
"Not particularly… got in trouble with headmaster a bit though…" Two can play at this game… she thought.
"You what?" Autumn's mum whirled round, pointing the knife at her daughter, "Autumn Moonblood, I expect better of you! What happened?"
Foots steps were heard from the living room next door as her father walked into the scene, "What's this I hear about trouble?" he shot a quick glance at Autumn.
"Autumn says she got into trouble with the headmaster at school today."
"Really?" he turned to his daughter, who gave a short nod. He turned back to his wife, "Esmee."
"James."
Ugh, Autumn thought, they're gonna start snogging each other aren't they…
"Stop worrying yourself so much." He placed a hand on her cheek and kissed her lightly on the lips, which she returned…
"COUGH! COUGH!... COUGH, COUGH, COUGH COUGH!" The two wizards pulled away quickly as their daughter rudely interrupted them, "Thank you!"
Autumn's parents sat down at the table with her.
"So… trouble? Tell us what happened." Her father spoke first.
Autumn racked her brains for a quick story, she ended up blurting out the first thing in her head, "I splashed this kid with water from the Commons pond, it got his robes and a couple of his books wet."
The two looked at each other in disbelief, "Is that all?"
"Well…" They would want lots of detail, wouldn't they? "Then that set another kid off, cause the water had hit his bum… he started saying that he had wet himself and stuff….."
Her parents questioned her for a bit as Autumn became bored a tired of tricking her parents, This is definitely stuff I need to do more often though….
"And what was this poor boy's name?" her mother asked.
"Tony Gemrider." Autumn thought on her feet.
"So will we be getting a letter about this or anything?" her mum asked her yet another question.
Autumn pondered, as she always did, for a few seconds before answering, "Probably, yeah… I expect it'll say stuff like, 'your child has tricked you into thinking she got into trouble on her first day of attending Ravenwood school of Magical Arts' and whatnot."
Autumn grinned at her parents, reminding them of a Cheshire Cat, as the two groaned in defeat, yet again.
"You've got to stop doing that mate." Her father called out as he stood up and walked into the living room, picking up a paper in the process.
"He's right you know," agreed her mother as she stood up and began to walk over to the chopping board, "One of these days you're gonna trick the wrong person."
"What do you mean by that?"
Esmee grinned, "You'll know soon enough."
"Mmm hmm," mumbled Autumn as she grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl and strolled over to the side where her mum stood, "You know, Ambrose did talk to me about some stuff today."
"What kind of stuff?"
"Well, he talked about this incident with a girl…"
"Please tell me this one is real." Autumn's mum turned to face her daughter with a serious expression on her face.
"Of course it is, I wouldn't joke about something this big."
"This big? Autumn, tell me what happened already."
"Ok, fine…" So, for the second time that day, Autumn explained to her mum about the talk with the headmaster, when she started talking with him about the two of them, and how Ambrose had talked about them both not getting on with Mr. Drake. Then after a while, she finally moved onto the last few things he had said.
"He also mentioned something about 'The Order'." Autumn could see her mum become temporarily stiff and rigid, but before she could do or say anything, she became calm again.
Autumn decided to investigate more into this, "Any idea what it's about?"
"Nope, not a clue." Esmee continued to chop up more vegetables, slicing quickly and accurately.
"Really? I thought you'd know about something like this, considering you were 'Saviour of the Spiral' at one point."
Autumn's mum turned her head and shot an almost angry look at her, "Don't use that title, Autumn."
"Why not?"
"Because, when I had that title, I did some bad things…" there was a silence as Autumn's mum recalled what she did, and Autumn waited silently.
"Mr. Ambrose said that we needed a saviour… he said that evil is rising again, and that Malistaire and Morganthe weren't the end. He asked me to ask you, basically." Esmee's head shot round again, this time, with a definite look of anger and annoyance, then, just as quickly as they realised it had happened, blood dripped from her finger, becoming more flowing and frequent by every second, "Mum!"
She drew a short, loud gasp as Esmee turned her head to find her cut finger, "James!"
The Sorcerer came jogging in to the kitchen, "What's happened?" he too, noticed the cut finger and quickly cast a spell, carving the balance symbol into the air using his fingers.
A glow erupted from his hand as the spell took effect and he grasped Esmee's hand in his; the look of pain was replaced by one of calm and momentarily the blood flow slowed. She smiled at James, a faint smile, before grasping the side and falling, limp, into his arms.
"Go get some bandages from the cabinet in the bathroom." Autumn did as she was told, and rushed into the living room, taking two steps at a time when she was faced with the stairs.
She turned right into the bathroom, and ran across the slippery floor to the cabinet, skidding to a halt. Flinging open the cabinet Autumn frantically searched for some bandages, then, turning on her heels, ran back down stairs with them in her hand.
"Dad, I got 'em!"
"Give us the bandages then." Autumn handed them to James after he had placed Esmee on the chair, she could see that the glow that had once been strongly surrounding her dad's hands was now fading.
"The spells wearing out." Autumn pointed out to him.
"I can see that." James cast the balance symbol again and a brighter light than last time shone from his hands. He picked up the bandage and expertly wrapped it round Autumn's mum's finger, then tucked the end in, to make sure it didn't unwind. The glowing from his hands subsided, and he picked up Esmee and carried her into the living room.
