Hey, sorry for the late updates-even losers like me have lives on a Sunday. Anyway, let's see grandma!


Chapter Seven: What Power You Have!

I sped through the lush fields of grass of my now tiny broomstick till I came across the alleged Pixie Dust tree. To anyone else, it would've looked like nothing more than a simple tree, but to ma, it was like looking at the Holy Grail itself, it was so beautiful. Along the way, I saw a bunch of other fairies of all variety; they mostly just stared in utter amazement that I was flying on a broomstick.

Inside the tree was a little library where I could see hundreds of fairies just reading away at valuable fairy knowledge. I let them be and headed to the front of the library where I saw another lanky boy fairy with an overbite and spectacles, just like mine.

"Ahem, excuse-"

"Shh!"

"-me," I finished saying quietly.

"What?"

"Um, do you know where the queen is? It's very important that I meet her." As I talked, he noticed my attire and broom.

"Are you here to clean something of hers?"

"No. I have a question to ask her, about my origins. I'm a witch."

He snickered at the statement. "No you're not; witches are old, ugly, and are as big as humans. You are not, so you can't be a witch."

'I dunno if that was supposed to be a compliment or an insult'

"Look, can you just tell me where Queen Clarion is, please?" I asked my patience thinning.

"Fine, she's in winter with Lord Mallory."

"Ok, thanks" I walked out of the library and headed for winter, wherever that was. Looking behind me, I noticed the fairy looking at me. He saw I had no wings and was stuttering madly. I winked at him and jumped out the balcony window. He rushed over and saw that I had recovered and was now flying at high speed to winter on my broomstick.

"Huh, imagine that. A real witch."

"And you called her ugly!" an observing fairy pointed out.

"Shh!"


Back at skull rock, Hook barely touched his food; his thoughts were all on Maria.

"Oi, Captain, your meal's gonna get cold if you let it just sit there!" Oppenheimer jibbed.

"I know, sorry." He muttered under his breath, not caring that he just got scolded by one of his crew. Oppenheimer noticed the change in his captain; or rather the whole crew noticed it. If anyone ever scolded Hook, it would send them to an early grave and they knew it. This evening, he seemed so, distracted with something, and they knew what that something was, Maria.

"Captain, is something-" All of a sudden, there was an explosion; something just crashed into the waters near the port, startling everyone, even Hook. They all rushed to see what on earth it was that made such a powerful blow when said thing rose out of the waters and suspended in mid air.

"Maria!?" Oppenheimer called out in confusion. Hook froze in shock.

That wasn't Maria.

He had only known her for a couple of days, but even he could see the obvious differences to this imposter. The hair for one thing; Maria's hair was wild and curly and had a rich chocolate brown to it that shown red in the sunset lights. This woman's hair was silver, it almost had a very light purple to it, and was long and smooth, tied up in a pony tail that reached to her feet.

Her skin was another dead giveaway. Maria's shin showed a light olive glow as proof of being in the sun all day farming and gardening. This woman's skin was so white, it was pink!

Another thing he noticed was her body; while he would never admit it to his crew or even Oppenheimer, Maria's body had a curvy yet pinched, fit figure, she also had a very…pronounced bust line, unlike her. This woman's body was more lean and slim and bony, and her chest was…less pronounced, a lot less pronounced.

"Oh Maria," The imposture Maria called in a singsong voice. "Would you come out and play?"


Maria swooped through the heavy snowfalls of the winter wood till she found the roots of the Pixie Dust tree carrying precious pixie dust to the winter fairies. In front of that was a frozen pond filled with both winter and warm fairies ice skating and having fun together.

I wish I could've had fun like that. She thought to herself. No! This is no time for feeling sorry for yourself; you have a quest to continue. At that moment, a bird swooped down beside Maria. She almost jumped in fright until she saw a gold fairy, her wings wrapped in light snow.

"Um, excuse me. Are you Queen Clarion?"

"Yes I am. And who, may I ask are you? You're certainly not a fairy."

"Uh, no, I am not. I am a witch, my name's Maria, and I'm confused."

"Why?"

"Because, I don't know why I was born this way, why I can fly, why I have magic. I'm lost, your highness, and I believe that you could help show me the way." She looked at Maria with a mix of intrigue and surprise.

"I am truly sorry, little one, but I do not have the answers you are looking for; such knowledge has been lost to us fairies since the birth of Pixie Hollow itself." She said sadly. Maria looked down at the snow, now more lost than ever.

"All I can tell you is this, Witches and fairies are more connected than you think; I felt the bond instantly when you first introduced yourself to me. I'm sorry; I can't be of anymore help." She bowed her head to Maria in apology, and flew back to the Pixie Dust tree.

Maria flew out of winter in a daze. 'I came all this way here for nothing, now really feel lost.' Her thoughts were interrupted by the sight of a large puff of smoke in the distance. She gasped in terror.

That's where Skull Rock is! Oh my god, James!


The whole port and the ship were in utter shambles; the imposture Maria had used magic to spit red fire and lightning from her hands, leaving the pirates at a great disadvantage. They put up such a fight; using everything from cannons to throwing their swords at her. The all barely put so much as a scratch on her pale skin, and every weapon they threw landed a direct hit!

"So, do you know where Maria is? Well? Do ya, come on, tell me." Right now, she had Hook by the neck, choking him with her bare hands. He couldn't keep up with her at this rate; he'd be dead if she continued.

"Aw, drat- you don't know where she is, because she doesn't trust you, huh? Am I right?" she dropped-kicked him in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him.

"You must be a pretty low human-bug to make her not wanna trust you, you must be a sinner."

"Stop it!" Hook snapped. "You don't know a thing about me!"

She grinned eerily "Don't I, I know you like to take advantage of people, putting a false persona when in reality, you're just a sad little nobody who can never be happy no matter how much treasure you have- because in the end, you will die old and alone, and done fo-"

"No! That's not true! Stop it! Stop talking! No More!" Hook couldn't take it.

"Am I wrong? You don't even have an honest drop of blood, but it'll still be nice to see it."

"That's enough you!" both parties turned around to see a peeved Maria, shaking in fury.

"Oh look, it's Maria. You're late; sorry I broke your toys." Maria ignored her and tackled her to the ground. From there, the whole ship bore witness to the biggest catfight they had ever seen.

Maria used all her concentration on destroying this witch in every way she deemed imaginable. In a blaze of pure fury, no, passion, she was in mid air and created blue fire and white lightning from her hands and managed to weaken the imposture her. Then, she conjured up a bow and arrow, much like the ones the Scottish designed, and fired one of her flames directly into the woman's stomach, missing her heart by a sheer second.

"Oh, you got me Maria; how utterly powerful you are."

"You will DIE!" Maria charged with full strength towards the imposture. "DIE I SAAAY!" And with that final word, Maria threw the woman to the ground, causing it to rumble noticeably all the way to Pixie Hollow. In the crater, the imposter slowly grew conscious again, staring at the sight of a way pissed off Maria, holding her at sword point.

She started chuckling softly. "Amazing. You are every bit as strong as I believed you were, but I never thought you could harness such raw passion at such an age."

"Enough! I want you to tell me why you came and destroyed this place and why you came to attack me and these pirates; then I want you to leave, before I make you"

"Why don't you just kill me instead? You have the capability to do so,"

"I do not kill for the sake of being rid of you, I only do it as a last resort, now tell me, before I lose my patience!" slowly, the woman stood up, her wound clearing up before Maria in a soft blue glow.

"Maria, come hug grandma!" the woman said cheerfully, wrapping her arms around a now confused Maria.

"Wait. You are-"

"I wanted to know firsthand just how much your magic has grown in my absence; you pass with flying colors!"

"What!? You're my-"

"Surprise!" If there was a word to describe how Maria was feeling, it would be scared. This crazy doppelganger was her grandmother!? And just when her life couldn't get any stranger.

"Why didn't you just say so in the first place? You've made a lot of damage to this place that I put so must work in."

"Oh, this place is yours? Well, now I feel silly for setting it on fire; if I had known, I would've probably have been more careful." Snapping her fingers, the port was restored to the way it was before, including the ship.

"The men, are they yours too?"

"No, they're not. I'll take care of them" Maria flew over to the knocked out pirates and pursued to aid them.


James woke up the most horrible nightmare he ever had. There was a Maria imposture, and she destroyed everything, and the crew was perished along with it. He was also being ridiculed for being a two-faced low life. He heard them all before, but coming from her, seemed eerie.

"Ugh, my head."

"Easy there, Captain, you're still recovering from the shock." It was Maria.

"Maria? Is that you?" he truly didn't feel well, but that obviously didn't deter her.

"You can cut the sore routine; all you should have now is a minor headache and fatigue for being out for three days recovering."

Hook's eyes widened "Three days!? I was out for three days!?"

"Uh, yeah-to be honest, Freya said that you could've been out for a week, so you're ahead of the curb."

"Who's Freya?"

"My Grandmother, the woman who destroyed your port and attacked you three days ago."

Why does so calm about this? Suddenly, he remembered the dual that Maria had with this Freya woman; boy that girl could fight! He was almost intimidated at how strong and powerful she was, it almost made him feel the need to kinda respect her.

Almost.

"Good Morning!" Speaking of which, Freya stepped in on the two with a tray of food for the captain. "Oh, look who's awake, back from the dead!"

"Grandmother, isn't there something you wish to say?"

"Well, I don't really wish it," Maria glared at her "Fine, I'm sorry I blew up your port."

"And…"

"And your ship,"

"And…"

"And you! Okay, is that good?"

"It's a start; you still have to say it to the rest of the crew after you've finished nursing them to consciousness." Maria noted. Freya groaned and headed off to the rest of the crew, handing the trey to her.

"You should also mention to the bug you wouldn't let me near him while he was healing, you love-sick pup!"

"Grandmother!"


Well, that's what you call a rocky start! Still way more twists and turns to come, starting with Maria's secret.