Author's note at the end.
In horror movies, the hero or heroine of the film always makes one grave mistake, no pun intended. There is a "death" scene, where the main character supposedly kills the villain by stabbing him repeatedly, burning down the building with the body inside, or duping it somewhere, in hopes that he will never have to see the body ever again. Then the lucky survivor(s) rides off into the sunset, safe at last. That is until after the credits have ended when the true final scene shows the hand of the supposedly deceased boogieman twitch ever so slightly, thus letting the audience know there will be a sequel just as ridiculous as the movie they'd just wasted an hour and a half of their lives on. Or, in the case of the Friday the 13th movies, many, many sequels and spinoff movies. It's a classic situation that directors make thousands of dollars off of every year, and yet, after viewing hundreds of horror films by the sheer will power of Beast Boy, it's a wonder why, in the name of Batman, Raven did not destroy a certain white book containing one of the most powerful dragons she's ever known.
"Fool," a voice whispered in the darkness. Lying on the carpet of Raven's room, Malchior focused. Slowly, his prison began to glow a soft white hue. It crept up into the air and levitated toward the bed. Finally, Malchior thought, I've waited years for this day. With dear Raven too caught up in her own misfortune, and the rest of the lot frantic to help her, I can make my move undetected. Now…where's that wonderful little mirror? The eye he had created on the cover of the book looked around. Aha. He chuckled to himself, spotting the mirror not far across the room. Now, let's get out of this blasted book. Malchior again concentrated on levitating himself toward the beautiful mirror. The book landed gently beside it, flew open, and out came a bright white light. The light shot into the air and back down into the book, all the while Malchior cackled.
He'd heard that the mirror was a gateway into Raven's mind, but Malchior had not known what to expect as he plummeted downward into the abyss. The portal opened, and he had just enough time to readjust his position slightly to land on his feet. 'Perfect' thought the dragon, 'first time trying that spell and it worked wonderfully.'
"I'm a genius," He smirked and looked around. The spell had not only gotten him into Raven's mind, but also allowed him to take the form of a man. 'Granted,' he thought, 'I am still the same paper man that girl first helped me become…but that's beside the point. Ten minutes till the spell wears off and I'm cast out of here. Best get started then.' Malchior followed the rock path being formed before him to a gateway. He touched the gray archway briefly then chuckled, "Oh my sweet Raven. So, troubled….and yet you've no idea just how troubled things are about to get." Malchior puckered his lips in a pout, "Poor little birdie." Then he stepped through the gateway, hungry for revenge.
"When I said 'find me Macbeth' I didn't mean Sparknotes guide to Macbeth! I meant the real play! Like, DUH!"
"Specify next time! It's my realm anyway. Why not let me decorate, pinky? There's a wild idea. Besides, I can't find Macbeth. It may have disappeared when Beast Boy messed up the damn spell."
Two girls stood beside each other. Piles of books surrounded their feet; while in front of them books were being stacked in tall towers. The books floated into the air, landing neatly on top of each other. Both girls were identical in the face and body, only the capes made them different, for one wore pink, the other yellow. Happy and Knowledge had been working for only a short while, but already the problems were appearing.
"To my understanding, Beast Boy isn't all to blame. And anyway this whole messed up spell thing is kinda fun. It's an adventure!" Happy flew into air landing on one stack of books nearby. She leapt from one stack to another, giggling till she landed on the one in front of Knowledge. It wobbled slightly, much to the delight of Happy who waved her arms in a fake panic as she adjusted her weight. Knowledge grabbed at the base of the tower and yelled,
"Watch it! Don't jump on the books! If you knock the towers down we'll have to start all over! Sheesh. Why are you even here again?" She sighed, pushing her glasses up a little.
"You." Happy answered, smiling, as she jumped and landed daintily beside Knowledge who simply glared. "Oh don't pout; I'm just saying, you know it's true."
"You're such a child," she grumbled.
"Takes one to know one!" sang Happy. Knowledge gave and arrogant 'humph' then turned back to collecting the books. Just as she was picking up a book with two wizards leaning over a pensive on the front cover, she noticed something strange; a footprint was plastered clearly on a large black hardback book.
"Happy?" She called, staring at the shoeprint.
"Yes?" Happy answered from across the way.
"Come 'ere." Happy obeyed and tilted her head to the side. Knowledge pointed at the print and Happy's usual smile faded around the edges.
"Is that…?"
"Yes, but who's….?" Both girls followed the footsteps of the phantom stranger, until their eyes rested on a gray archway. "That leads to Rude's realm, but that's not our footprint," Knowledge mused, "It looks more like…." It was as if a light bulb had suddenly turned on above both girls' heads.
"BEAST BOY!" They exclaimed, running off toward the gate, leaving prints of their own on the many books that still covered the floor of Knowledge's realm.
Author's Note:
Okay kids, here's the deal. Yes, I'm still going to do this story. Yes, I fully intend to FINISH this story. No, I don't know how soon I'll be updating. No, I can't give you a date of when it will end. This is the best I could come up within these past few months, and I'm sorry that it's basically a filler chapter. I've moved into my dorm (yay college freshman), and am trying to get adjusted to this new life. The ONLY reason I'm even doing this story anymore is just to get it finished. After never having completed a single story in my life, I'd like to at least say "hey. Look. I did this. This is mine, and I finished it". So, lay off. I will be updating this story AS SOON AS I CAN.
As always, I do appreciate the amazing pour of readers and reviews I've been receiving. I read ever single message and I'm so grateful to all of you.
Thank you again,
Ami 3
