Chapter 2.
After placing a small protection spell on the cave and cloaking spell. Melinda performs a shape-shifting spell to allow the three to take the appearances of Audrey, Chad and Ben. Once Melinda's spell was complete the three leave the cave and head for Auradom Prep. Melinda appearance now formed after, Audrey and Marcel took Chad's appearance. While Ben's appearance was taken after by Hagon.
"So, we're all clear on the plan on how to acquire a blade, belonging to Hercules, his daughter's blood and the wand?" Melinda asks as they walk.
"Easy, I'll distract Hilda and get my hands on a vial of blood. While you, my favourite witch will acquire the wand and put in its place a fake. Now Hagon, the Demi-God I love the most you will get your hands on the blade and we then meet to perform the spell. It will act as a beacon a magnet dragging the Thunderbolt and the gods with it." Marcel answers.
"Excellent and when we become something greater than the Gods and Goddesses of Olympus," Hagon said.
"And we will create a new order one where no one will ever hurt us again," Melinda says.
"Oh, and Marcel, if you do by chance bump into Anne, don't do anything rash!" Melinda warned.
"What makes you think I would do something rash?" Marcel responds.
"YES, we know you, so watch yourself, we can't afford any mistakes," Hagon spoke projecting a little anger.
"No, promises guys," Marcel replied.
"Behave or be ash your choice Marcel," Hagon tells him. Marcel rolls his eyes for his first reaction.
"As if you'll ever burn me to ash, I'm one of your only two friends Hagon and besides Anne won't recognise me," Marcel responded.
"Be careful around my cousin Hilda, she has her father's strength," Hagon warns.
"Noted friend my magic can match her strength," Marcel replies with a confident smirk.
The three have now arrived at Auradom Prep and the site of the school shocks the trio. The three split and head to do their respective tasks and to understand the layout of Auradom. Marcel found Hilda over at the fighting arena training using her swords.
"Hilda, daughter of Hercules, you really are skilled with a blade," Marcel complimented. Hilda turns and faces Marcel still under the glamour spell to appear as Chad.
"Chad Charming, I thought you would be busy redoing homework assignments. Since your parents agreed with the teachers that would be suitable punishment." Hilda commented. Marcel silently in his head laughed sure Chad used his looks to get girls to do all his homework, Chad probably struggled to spell his own name.
"No, actually I just finished and I thought I would go and watch the school's best fighter." Marcel lied.
"Well, I would have never have thought those words would leave Chad Charming's mouth," Hilda spoke with sarcasm.
"Ouch, and here I was trying to be nice and have a conversation with arguably the strongest being at our school," Marcel replies.
"I'm not much the talker," Hilda says.
"Fine, if you don't wanna talk let's fight," Marcel said before walking to where the swords are he mutters a quick spell under his breath and picks a sword before walking back over to Hilda.
"You won't win," Hilda responds with a smirk.
"Then what do you have to lose?" Marcel asks with a smirk of his own. Hilda smiled the two then engage in a sword fight. In truth Marcel has no swordsmanship, he just cast a spell on the sword to allow him to fight at a similar level to Hilda making her lose her guard. Hilda was indeed surprised the fight lasted for just two minutes. Marcel was able to make a small cut on Hilda's right arm. He apologised before muttering spell to induce a small sleep while he walks off after he collects the little droplets of blood on a handkerchief.
As for Hagon, he headed straight for Ben's study, he did his best to avoid students and Ben's friends especially Mal, she was fairly smart and she was magical and if her magical instincts are refined enough she could sense a glamour spell. Hagon enters the study and starts his search for a blade belonging to Hercules.
"Now, where would a king keep a blade belonging to the heir of Olympus," Hagon thinks to himself, Hagon notices on Ben's desk lies a photo of him and his family with Mal at what appears to be Christmas time. The four in the photo have just opened presents, Hagon couldn't recognise that kind of joy from opening presents. Hagon could see no sign of a blade he signed before he sat down in Ben's seat and noticed a small letter opener knife. The letter opener had the initial 'H' Hagon gently picked up the letter opener knife and examined it.
"Found yea," Hagon said with a smile. Marcel then knocks on the door. Hagon nervous he didn't expect to be in Ben's office while someone wanted to see Ben.
"Come in," Hagon spoke the door then opened and Marcel entered.
"Found the blade yet?" Marcel questions.
"Yes, easier than I thought," Hagon answered shaking the letter opener knife gently.
"A letter opener, Hercules owned a letter opener," Marcel replied surprised.
"All we need now is the wand," Hagon told Marcel.
"Good," Marcel said.
Night soon fell and over in the shared room of Mal and Evie. Mal is lying asleep in her bed hoping for a pleasant dream to come for her to have until morning.
Dream/Flashback:
14-year-old Mal is walking down one of the filthy streets of the Isle by herself this was a natural thing for her. Very few tried anything on Mal, most people on the Isle feared Maleficent as her daughter she was feared by association. Plus Mal has also proved to be quite the fierce opponent. Mal turns a corner and sees a massive pile of bags of flour on top of someone. A small hand is poking shaking like crazy.
"Help me, help me." A voice cries out call Mal heartless but nine times out of ten, she would just walk away and not be phased by the person cries. However, the voice sounds so young, younger than her one filled with innocence a trait forbidden on the Isle!
"P...Please, the bags are really heavy it hurts." The voice the hand belongs to begs. Mal sighs if her mother found she would surely be punished but she couldn't bear to hear the voice in any more pain and discomfort. Mal runs over to the pile of bags and acts quickly throwing the bags to one side only able to throw one at a time due to how heavy they are. Eventually, Mal threw enough to one side to pull the person who the voice belongs to up to her feet. The voice belonged to a seven-year-old girl who has crystal green eyes, brown hair that resembles tree oak. The girl is wearing dirty grey rags.
"You're okay, now kid, you're okay," Mal tells the girl as she gently strokes the girl's hair to comfort the girl and make her feel at ease. Something she often wishes her mother would have done for her no matter her age.
"T...Thank you, miss." The girl thanked. Mal grew a small smile briefly for a moment.
"No, problem I know most of us Vks work for our parents but you shouldn't be carrying all those bags," Mal says.
"I'm paying my Papa's debt to Rumplestiltskin, miss." The girl tells Mal. Mal face turns grey Rumplestiltskin was a notorious villain in Auradom, he has three titles the child eater, the ripper of families and he who makes straw into gold. He has the most control of the food that is sent to the Isle. If you wanted the best quality food Belle and her Beast send to the Isle, you had to come to him and his prices were high. Unless he deemed you, someone of his level which was rare, he would be a tad bit more generous.
"Rumplestiltskin, why does your Papa owe a debt to such a beast?" Mal asks.
"My Papa is the Bad Wolf when he was brought back by the Fairy Godmother to be sent here, he begged Rumplestiltskin to give him a human form to go into hiding. And he did he made my Papa promise to hand over any children he should ever have at the age of six. To be workers Papa didn't care what his future children wanted." The girl explains to Mal. Mal for the first time in years in public let her emotions be shown tears start to form in her eyes. The girl was sold into slavery before she was born.
"What's your name kid?" Mal asked not able to fight her curiosity.
"Bernadette, but I like Wolfe better," The girl answers.
"Wolfe?" Mal spoke a little confused.
"One day I'll be old enough to transition into a big scary wolf. And I will fight horrible Rumplestiltskin and win my freedom." Wolfe explained to Mal. Mal couldn't help but let a small chuckle leave her mouth. The little girl despite her circumstances stayed positive and have hope for a better life.
"These bags of flour where do you need to take them the market?" Mal questioned.
"Yes, and before sunset otherwise, I'll be forced to sleep in Rumplestiltskin's dungeon and he won't let have blankets, pillows, food and water," Wolfe told Mal.
"It's winter, it's barbaric," Mal shouts unintentionally making Wolfe flinch which she regrets.
"Sorry, let me handle the bags of flour okay, go to Barron's cart store and tell him, Mal sent you, he will give you a wooden cart to push the flour in," Mal instructs.
"But Rumplestiltskin doesn't let us use carts, we have to earn it." Wolfe protests not wanting to get into trouble by Rumplestiltskin.
"It will be our little secret Wolfe, I'll keep an eye on the flour," Mal tells Wolfe. Wolfe nods and runs in the direction of Barron's store.
End of Dream/Flashback:
Melinda easily broke into the museum, she used spells from her mother's spell book to disable the security cameras and alarms. Spotting the guards she throws a sleeping potion over at them placing them in a deep slumber. Melinda makes her way to where the wand is kept noticing the barrier around the wand preventing thieves from taking the iconic and priceless artefact. Melinda knew that the barrier was designed to counteract most forms of magic. But her mother is Madam Mim and her skill is legendary. Melinda in her enchanted bag pulls out a purple crystal orb. The crystal orb sucks in the barrier, Melinda then holds her free hand and calls for the Fairy Godmother's wand to come to her which it does she then gently puts the wand on the floor next to her before she pulls out the fake wand she plans to put in the real wand's place. After placing the fake wand where the actual wand should be. Melinda puts the real wand into her bag and releases the barrier from the orb. The teen then leaves the museum and meets up with her friends.
"Mal and her friends have nothing on me," Melinda says to herself.
Melinda meets Hagon and Marcel back at the cave. Hagon and Marcel had set up a small altar where the handkerchief with some of Hilda's blood was on with the letter opener which originally belonged to Hercules but he gave it to the Beast as a sign of his support for the states of Auradom to be united.
"Sorry, it took so long, retrieving the wand at night seemed to be more practical and less risky." Melinda apologised.
"Better late than ever Melinda," Marcel responds.
"Let's get this over with," Hagon spoke, Melinda nodded and placed the Fairy Godmother's wand on the altar.
"Wand of light, sword belonging to he who will one day be the king of kings. And the blood of the firstborn grandchild." Marcel chants.
"We invoke thee, we call upon your power in this darkest night." Melinda chanted.
"To bring to us Zeus's prized possession the Thunderbolt come to us now, so we may use its power to help us in our quest to erase loneliness from our lives." Hagon joins in the three items shake violently for a moment before transforming into a sphere of light and energy which combusts the three shield their eyes for a minute. So the immense light wouldn't hurt them. The light soon fades and nothing is left on the altar.
"Did it work?" Marcel asked.
"Yes, all we have to do is wait for the Thunderbolt to come to us," Hagon answered.
End of chapter 2.
