Chapter 2
Chelsea
After Vaughn left, I went straight to sleep. The old creeky bed and whistle of the wind; I really was home.
No where. Everywhere. Anywhere besides here. In a white world. All this seems too familiar...
A flash of green. A woman floated down and lands in front of me. She wore a long green skirt and a blue bikini top. Long green hair tied into a plait with flowers embroidering the sides of her hair. She smiled at me and I felt an immediate rush of anger flow through me.
"You..!"
She smiled a slightly cocky smile. "Reveal your true self. Then, and only then, we shall speak."
I felt a strong power and a golden light surrounded me. I knew what was happening. As I floated back down, I took a second to look at myself. I had long blue hair and was wearing a blue dress. I was now Stormina.
Now in my 'true form' I marched angerly over to her. The Harvest Goddess or Sephia. I pointed my index finger in her face and got ready to have a good long quarrel.
"How dare you show yourself to me! You are not in my good books right now. I don't think you shall ever be again."
Sephia raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And why ever not?"
She's doing it deliberatley. Everyone knows Gods don't get on well with each other. And, ever since I got reincarnated, I've found it hard to control my temper. Must be the hair.
"You know why! I spent more than enough time fixing that machine and recollected ingredients for that potion! And those brats did not help! And do you know why I did it? Because I care for Chelsea! You do not care for your people! All you care for is the mighty power you get by them worshipping you!"
Sephia narrowed her eyes and glared at me. "You are jealous. No one knows you exist and that is why you are spouing this nonsense."
I glared right back. Sephia smirked and took a few steps back. "Beware, Stormina. Your words may start a War of the Gods. You best keep that new found temper in control."
She smirked and vanished into a puff of green smoke. Slowly, my conscious faded away.
I woke up with a start. Not these crazy dreams again. Whatever, I've got stuff to do.
I quickly got out of bed and pulled my top over my head and put on a pair of jeans. I quickly pulled on my converse and tuck the laces in, not bothering to tie them. I knew my hair looked like a bush but screw it. I quickly ran outside and towards Chen's shop.
As I walked down the bridge I let out a mighty yawn. I'm so tired. Even though I was asleep it feels like I was been awake all night.
"Tired?"
I looked around and saw Will grinning lazily at me. My heart dropped a mile when I saw him. I winced slightly. His aura was killing me.
I quickly nodded at Will and turned towards Chen's shop. I could hear his footsteps behind me. Discretly picking up the pace, I turned into Chen's shop, away from Will. I forgot how hard it's going to be to be nice to everyone if only I know what they did to me.
Chen smiled as I walk in.
"Ah, Chelsea! Welcome! Have you seen this fabulous necklace? Half price!"
Chen took out an identical necklace to the one I always wore around my neck. Vaughn had given it to me on my 22nd birthday. That seemed so long ago.
I shook my head gently as I walked up to Chen. "No thanks. I just need some seeds."
Chen nodded and turned around to the shelves. As I wait, I'm fascinated by how easy it is to talk. No stuttering, no nothing. I could get used to this.
Chen handed me a few packets of seeds and grined. "That will be 200g, please."
I took out the money and put it on the table. As I was gathering up the seeds, Charlie came in. He ran up to his me and tapped me on my leg gently. I looked down and smiled gently at him.
"Hey, lady. I know your secret."
I hid a frown. What secret?
"Your going out with that cowboy dude, aren't you?"
I smiled at his innocent face. "Yep. I know your secret too. Your going out with Gannon's little daughter, ain't ya?"
His face went a tomato red colour. "N-no..."
I laughed and patted his head before walking out. Children. How adorable.
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After another hour, I had all the seeds planted. I lay under the huge tree and stared up at the blue sky. It was absolutely roasting out. It was only Spring too! Who's in charge of the blasted weather around here?!... Oh, right.
I sat up and brushed my hair out of my face. Quickly, I checked to make sure no one was near my island. Wow, this was going to be harder then previously thought.
After checking that no one was there I went into the middle of the field. I'd usually just change the weather to what ever I felt like but I was going to just change it to 'Spring' standards.
Gently raising my hands up to the sky, I muttered a small spell.
"Come rain or sun,
Hail or lightning,
Feel the power,
One wishes to pass on.
Though you know it fake,
Feel it real,
And soon the sun will,
Shine down on you."
An electric ball of magic flew towards the sun. It burst into fireworks and suddenly, all the heat vanished.
Grinning, I walked out of the ranch and towards Mystic Island. I need to visit Witch.
I got an odd feeling suddenly. I turned quickly and ended up facing some bushes. I walked over and peered into them. I slowly pushed the branches away and they revealed... Mark?
He smiled sheepishly at me. I raised one eyebrow. The hell was he doing behind here? He stood up quickly and brushed himself off.
"Sorry for spying on you. You weren't meant to see me."
My heart beat started to race. Did he see me casting a spell. "How long were you spying on me for?"
"Only a few minutes. When you came into Verdure Island, I hid behind the bush."
I nodded, glaring at him. Stupid Mark...
I turned on my heel and started walking towards the boat again. Mark called out to me but I ignored him. I can only put up with stupidity for so long. He suddenly grabbed my hand and forced me to face him. It was very uncomfortable. It felt like I was being pricked with thousands of little needles.
"Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to join me and a few others for dinner. You know, get to know everyone a bit better."
I wriggled my hand away. "Um, sorry Mark. I'm, uh, I already have plans..."
He nodded and turned. The uncomfortable aura left. I finally made it to Kirk's boat. I hopped on. "Mystic Island please." Kirk nodded and rowed.
As we neared Mystic Island, I began to worry. I hoped Witch could forgive me for disappearing and not giving her a reason.
We docked and I got off the boat. The island hadn't changed since I left. I looked over at Witch's house. It hadn't changed. I walked over and opened the door.
The outside may not have changed but there was a big difference inside. The two beds and all the teddies and frogs had gone. In the middle of the room there was a big cauldron. Lots of books were stacked up on top of each other.
Slightly scared by the big change, I called out. "H-hello?"
"Who goes there?!"
A booming voice echoed around the room. I got my magic ready in case I need to attack. Then, from the shadows, a figure emerged.
They were clearly also about to attack as their hands were raised. But when they saw me, they slowly lowered them. "Well, this is a surprise!"
The figure came out fully into the light. It was a tall man. He had long purple hair tied back into a plait. His hair covered one eye and the other was a large blue. His face was flawless and I could get no aura off of him. He was wearing a cape and, what appeared to be, ordinary clothes underneath.
He approached me confidently and suddenly bowed in front of me. "Hello miss! It is very rare that we get visitors. I do believe you're the first in... 1,2,3... 5 years! Ah yes, it has been quite lonely."
He clapped his hands and the room lit up. It was the same size as it used to be, just very cluttered with books.
The man threw something into his cauldron. "I am Sorcerer! Wizard in training and you must be-"
He suddenly ran over and took my palm and slowly read the lines on it. "Chelsea! Goddess in training! Pleased to meet your acquaintance! What brings you to my humble abode?"
He lept around, pouring and throwing stuff into his cauldron. He was very hyper, but seemed okay.
"Um, I was looking for my old friend. I guess she doesn't live here anymore. I have been away for 5 years so it's no wonder..."
Sorcerer stroked his chin dramacticly. He gasped, also very overly dramatic. "You must mean Witch Princess! Yes, yes! I bought this house from her, yes I did! She wasn't happy, oh no. A friend had left her and she did not appreciate that, indeed not. So she packed up her things and left, leaving me with this charming house! I was very lucky, yes I was!"
I had to smile at his childlike behaviour. He then clicked his fingers and ran over to me. He clearly had never heard of personal space and came right up in front of my face. "Would you happen to be that friend?" I nodded.
"Well! Imagine that! Such a fine twist of events!"
His cauldron suddenly started boiling over so he quickly rushed to it. He looked in it and swore. "Oh no, I've messed up this recipe again!" He turned to me and smiled sheepishly. "I hope you think me not rude but may I ask you to leave? I need this recipe done for the I.Y.W. tomorrow. But please, visit again!"
I nodded and walked out of Wit- Sorcerer's house. I got back on the boat and thought of the new weird owner of the house.
Hey guys! Yes, I'm not dead! No, I was helping shoot a film in November, then in December Christmas came along and then my bestest of best friends left for England. But I'm a little better now. I've missed you guys and I hope I can get back in the swing of this. So, tell me what you thought of this chapter and of Sorcerer! He was the highlight of this chapter so I hope you like him! Anyhoos, I'll se you tomorrow for a special one-shot. Peace! :)
