A/N: So, chapter 7! Thanks to the very helpful (and punctual) Mellifluousness, I went through all of the other chapters and corrected some mistakes and weird loopholes. So yeah... Enjoy!

Flu waited until everyone was asleep to make her move.

She had to find out the tree's secret. In all of the years that she has been a Wizard (which would be eleven if you count when she was training) she had come to know that the Wizards know almost everything. ALMOST. The Tree, along with the Lost City of Tibbõh (pronounced Zeebvo) was one of the only mysteries the Wizards hadn't cracked...yet. There had to be something hidden, something that no one else has found. And Flu would find it...

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Colt knew this would happen. As he watched Flu sneak out towards the Tree, the sacred, ancient, guardian tree, he made his move. It had to be subtle, but enough to lure her away. She was getting closer to the entrance now...

Please forgive me, Ancients. I do what I must do.

The fire spread quickly.

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Flu immediately smelled the smoke.

Fire was dangerous in the Overworld. If not contained, it spreads quickly. And if there was fire here...

Oh no.

The fire was already visible in the distance. If it spread to the Tree...

For the first time in years, Flu took off before thinking about it. Years of training had taught her many things, and she was one of the few people who could take items out of her pack and into her hand with her mind. It took lots of training and meditation, but it paid for it.

When she got to the fire, which had by now was spreading quickly along the tall plaines grass from tree to tree, she already had the water bucket in hand. Quickly pouring it on the largest part of the fire she then retrieved the water source. Rushing to the next part, she does the same thing. The fire was almost out...

Until she noticed the lava.

That was what had caused it. Lava.

Pouring the last of the water on the lava (thank Notch water was infinite in the Overworld, as compared to other dimensions), Flu sighed as she saw the sun rising. The tree would have to wait for another day.

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I woke up before the sun was rising, and immediately knew that Flu was gone. Getting up quickly, I look around and see smoke in the distance.

That can't be good.

Sprinting, I rush towards the fire. The tree's shadow loomed over me and made it hard to see. I just hope-

BAM!

I slam into something (or rather, someone) and hit the ground.

A semi-invisible figure about my size is in front of me. It looks familiar...

Suddenly, it gets up. Muttering a curse, the figure dashes away with lightning speed.

I knew what made it invisible. Flu jad told me that invisibility potions were widely used by many people. It wasn't cheap, but it was worth it.

Another thing about invisibility potions was that the more that the invisible thing moves, the more visible it is. And when the figure dashed off, I saw its, or rather his, face.

He had looked just like Colt.

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Flu arrived back at the camp right after sunrise, and immediately made us pack up and go. I knew better than to talk to her about the smoke. I don't know what had happened last night, but it must have bummed her out. She didn't even talk much...

The rest of the day was spent walking. As the day wore on, Jack and I noticed that the ground was slowly turning to sand.

"Did you boys learn ANYTHING before Survival School?!" Mr. Brind exclaimed. "Sisaõ is right in the middle of the desert! Learn your geography! Why, when I was your age, I had to know the entire Overworld map!"

Flu stayed silent throughout the journey, and by sunset we could see a strange point in the distance.

"That's the Great Pyramid. It's believed to be connected to the Tree somehow, but that's just legend," Mr. Brind says.

And so, as we watched the desert sunset turned from red to purple, we went to sleep, completely oblivious to the people watching us...

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Colt had come too close to becoming discovered. It had happened many times before, but this time was too close, not to mention the Tree of Ancients nearly burning down. Therefore, the Council of Ancients called him down to the Vault, the underground city that was one of only two cities that held the Ancients.

Colt knew that he was in trouble, so he chose to let the Council speak first.

"Colt S'Mãilliw!" the center councilman spoke,"You know well why you were called here, but in tradition we shall still tell you. You are brought before the Council of Ancients for nearly revealing the identity of a Protector, being you, as well as almost destroying the very life bringing Tree that you were sworn to protect."

"But Zełkrãpś, if I hadn't done-"

"SILENCE! You know well that the Tree is to never be hurt! It produces our food, it's roots give us shelter and lead us to water, and although these are both underground, we must protect the surface too! And YOU nearly let the Tree catch on fire!"

The second highest ranking councilman, Nãitpãc, stood from his root chair.

"As the Judge of Conduct, I decide what the punishment and charges are. After reviewing the situation thoroughly, I have come to a decision. For the next year, Colt S'Mãilliw will remain exiled from the Vault, as well as our sister city, Tibbõh."

A chorus of gasps, Colt's being the loudest, echoed through the room.

"However! Should Colt direct the Creative of the name Phillip to the Vault, he shall be allowed in."

A much larger chorus of gasps yet again echoed throughout the room.

"These days are dire. With Sisaõ being attacked by the Godists, the security of the Creative family line is at risk. Never has one family been in such a situation, and we must guarantee the safety. So Colt, as the sole Protector of Phillip, is responsible for getting him there by the eclipse in six months. The Godists will be at their full strength, and victory of the Wizards will be near impossible. So, by tomorrow Colt will be required to have left the Vault. The Council is now adjourned."

Colt muttered a curse as he left the Council room. He had been born in the Vault. It was a huge, light filled city, full of plants and kind people. And now, he was being forced out of his city.

He had to get Phillip, his only friend, back to the Vault. No matter what the cost...

Yet another chapter gone already... Anyways, I found out that if I make one chapter per week, I SHOULD be finished with this story by next January and have started on the sequal (which I already have planned. Or that plot might be an entirely different story... I shall ask other people about this later.) So yeah... Bye!