Chapter 2: The Crossroads
What most of the students and faculty didn't know about Dimmsdale Elementary School, is that there is a secret underground lab, hidden underneath the foundation of the school. This lab was the brainchild of one individual. And that individual, was Denzel Crocker. Aptly named the 'Crocker Cave,' this was his base of operations in his never-ending quest to prove the existence of fairies, and use their magic to become ruler of the Fairy World and human world. Unbeknownst to anyone, Crocker had set up security cameras that tracked the entire interior and exterior of the building, and sure enough, he watched as his favorite pint-sized enemy, Timmy Turner, and his fairies, entered the building that the hunch-backed teacher had converted into a death-trap.
"Heh-ha! You have made a grave mistake, Turner! Once you meet your doom inside my Playhouse, I shall capture your..." Crocker stopped mid-sentence to perform his classic "...FAIRY GODPARENTS!" gesture, while conforming his entire body to un-realistic proportions before continuing. "And I shall use their magic to become the supreme ruler of both human and fairy worlds!" Crocker exclaimed, cackling.
"...Wha...Where am I...?" A young, feminine voice called out behind Crocker.
"Ah, Ms. Tang! I see you're awake!" The teacher turned from his security cameras to look at the source of the voice.
It was none other than Trixie Tang, who was, moments ago, just chirping away on her BookFace page from the comfort of her luxurious mansion, but now, she awakens to find herself caged like an animal, by her crazy teacher, no-less.
"Mr. Crocker?! What's going on here...?" Trixie questioned, trying to break free from her holding cell.
"I apologize for your discomfort, Ms. Tang (not really), but I've just concocted a new plan that'll rid myself of that nuisance Turner, and prove that FAIRIES really exist! And you just-so-happened to be the bait I needed to lure him into my trap!" Crocker explained, jabbing his index finger towards the popular girl as he said it.
Trixie scoffed at this notion. "You're still crazy about fairies? And what does kidnapping me have to do with your plan to get rid of that empty bus seat?" She asked, referring Timmy as 'an empty bus seat,' as she normally does.
"As I've said, you were normally bait for my trap. But, upon some recent memories having come back to me, I've discovered something very interesting about you." Crocker said, with a sinister grin.
"And what might that be?" Trixie questioned.
"I've discovered that not only did you have romantic feelings toward Turner, but you've also became acquainted with his FAIRY GODPARENTS!" Crocker exclaimed, contorting his body again.
The young girl looked shocked for a moment, but tried to play it cool. "...You've really lost your mind this time, Crockpot." Trixie scoffed.
But while Trixie tried to hide it on the outside, on the inside, she was shocked to discover that he was indeed right. What was once a distant memory in her mind, came back to fruition. It was the time when the Darkness, a giant, dark cesspool that sucked up everything in it's path, attacked Dimmsdale in pursuit of Timmy, who was branded as the Chosen One. The bravery and selflessness he demonstrated when he sacrificed himself to save her, his friends, family, and even enemies from the Darkness on the Blue Moon of Veegon made her fall head over heels for the buck-toothed boy. That was also where she shared her first kiss with him, just before giving himself up to the dark cloud. And before that, when the Darkness's robotic minions, the Eliminators, captured them, and took them to a remote prison named 'Abracatraz,' she gazed her eyes upon four floating figures, a green-haired male, a pink-haired female, a giant, muscular male, and a purple-haired, round baby, whom she later discovered were fairies. She faintly remembered the muscular fairy saying something about something called "Forgeticin" and also said he would use it to wipe their memories clear of those events. However, because of her true feelings for Timmy, she could still remember those events.
"Hmm...stubborn to the truth, I see. No matter, maybe you'll be more comfortable talking about it, after I destroy that twerp boyfriend of yours, and capture his FAIRIES!" Crocker boasted. It was then he turned back to look at the security camera footage. "Ah, it seems that Turner has reached his first obstacle! Why don't you sit back and watch him fail!?"
Trixie didn't respond as she too proceeded to watch the monitors, hoping that Timmy survives and rescues her.
Back to the trio...
After traversing through the main hallways, experiencing no danger so far, they reach the end of the hall, where they are greeted by two separated, closed doors. Timmy looked towards the two doors, carefully trying to find out the trick.
"Yes sir!" A muffled, scruffy voice resonates towards one of the doors. "Don't worry, sir, I'll be ready to strike the minute Timmy opens this door!"
That voice was all-too familiar to Timmy, but for once, he didn't like the sound of it.
"That sounds like Chester!" He hushedly said to his fairies.
"Crocker said that your friends now work for him. As much as I would appreciate you trying to help your friends, Timmy, we need to steer clear of them for right now." Wanda quietly told her godchild.
"How are we supposed to know which door leads to where...?" Cosmo questioned.
"Heh, this'll be easy! I wish I knew what was behind the doors!" Timmy softly exclaimed.
As Cosmo and Wanda pointed their magic wands up, ready to fulfill their godchild's wish, their wands suddenly deflated, leaving no magical effect.
"Uhm...sorry sport, no can do. Crocker must've reinforced the doors with some kind of magic-proof substance." Wanda said."You mean I have to actually guess where to go, and hope for the best?! This is so stupid..." Timmy went back to thinking about which door to take.
"Alright then, let's take the door to the right!" Timmy said, pointing his index finger to the right door.
As Timmy approached the door, he decided to knock on the door, just in case he accidently chose the wrong door. Hearing nothing, he slowly opened the door.
Fortunately, he was relieved that his best friend-turned-evil wasn't on the other side. But however, what was on the other side; were two more doors.
"Hey, wait a minute, we were already in that room!" Cosmo exclaimed, confusion setting in.
"Either this is another trap, or we're making progress." Wanda mused.
Suddenly, they were surprised with another muffled voice, this one sounding more mature, but still young.
"I hear voices, Mr. Crocker!" The voice called out. "Affirmative, when Turner opens the door, I'll neutralize him, and capture the fairies!"
"It's A.J.! I'd better be careful, I don't wanna get 'neutralized'...whatever that means...!" Timmy quietly exclaimed.
Making up his mind, the buck-toothed boy chose the door to the left. He thought it would be best to change directions every once in a while. Like before, Timmy went to knock on the door. And just like before, he didn't hear anything behind it. With this realization, he proceeded to open the door. As Timmy opened the door, he was relieved to not find A.J., but he was a little miffed to find more doors instead.
Except now, there were three doors to choose from.
"Aw, come on! THREE doors now?!" Timmy exclaimed, in irritation.
"Choose carefully, Timmy. I've got a feeling that this is the last crossroads we've got to take." Wanda noted, noticing the absence of any muffled voices.
However, the trio could still hear some heavy, muffled breathing from two of the doors. One sounded very gruff, while the other's breaths hitched.
After making his mind up again, Timmy said, "Okay, let's take the door on the middle!" Timmy said, pointing to the middle door.
Once again, to make sure he chose correctly, he went to knock on the door. And once again, he heard nothing from the other side. The pink-hatted boy practically swung the door open, and as he and his fairies entered the other side, they witnessed a large room with little sitting areas, and a kitchen in the back room. They soon realized they were in the school cafeteria.
To be continued...
