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Chapter 14
Amanda stood with Wanda for a few more minutes, discussing Fairies, Angels and many other things.
"Yes, I know it's weird! How many-?!" Amanda suddenly stopped talking
"What?! Wha-!?"
Amanda rushed over, and slapped her hand over Wanda's mouth.
"Shut up" Amanda whispered "I think I hear someone"
Wanda stopped protesting, and tried to listen to what Amanda was hearing. Wanda just barely heard some sort of tinkling sound- Like the shatter of glass, but only a lot softer- musical even.
"All I hear is tinkling…"
"Glass? Yes, that's the sound the portals make- didn't you hear it before?"
Come to think of it, Wanda thought Yes, I have- Well I think I have, now haven't I?
The tinkling got louder and louder still.
"Crap!" Amanda shouted, as she ducked behind a great purple and red cloud, dragging Wanda with her. "She's coming back!"
Suddenly a great Poof sounded, and voices flowed out to Amanda and Wanda.
"Okay, Timmy, next we'll have to go to Jimmy Neutrons house- that is if you want to. You don't really have to do this"
"No, I'll do it Faith. You seem to really want my memory back"
"Hmm, yeah" Faith mumbled. "I just want to check something first, okay Timmy? It'll just be a moment…"
Footsteps softly padded against the 'floor'. The floor, by the way, was compressed clouds, all smashed together, but even thought they are clouds, footsteps can still be heard when you walk on the floor clouds.
"Wow, Faith, is everything made of clouds?"
"Yes, essentially. Besides you and me, of course, because I really doubt we're constructed of clouds, but that's about it"
Wings slightly rustled. "But then what are we constructed of?"
"Well, if you want to get technical-" Faiths voice called out; from near the back of the room "We're all made out of atoms. Very tiny little things, that makes up every fibre of everything, actually. So, we COULD actually be part of a once-long-ago cloud… Peculiar…"
"Pfft" Amanda whispered "It's true about all that, but the way science portrays it, well that's just wrong. Angels made everything- Atoms included, and further more-"
"Shhh" Wanda whispered, straining her ears for more "I want to listen, if you keep blabbing it'll blow our cover"
"So we ARE made of clouds?"
"I don't know, Timmy, you'd have to ask Jimmy- he could tell you"
"Oh, okay. Do you know what fairies are usually made of?"
"Magic, that's what I heard. And some spare organic cells- the ones humans usually have"
"So I have magic cells?"
"Well- errr"
"Well do I?"
"I- don't know" Faith really didn't want to lie to Timmy, but he sounded so happy and hopeful. She really didn't want to bring him down, and say that he's just an ordinary Humanoid.
No, he's not an ordinary human, Faith corrected herself, he survived the fairy-process, and no other human has ever done that! Not that I can recall… Plus, what about all those cool moves he did? Super-speed, agility, STRENGTH?! No other fairy, or human, has such powers- Not even my dad is that strong! Whatever Timmy really is- Well, he's something special
"Well, how would Jimmy know?"
"Well- he's a super-scientist- like Sandy, and he's got this whole lab underneath his club-house and-"
"Come on Faith! Let's go!" Timmy cried. He was excited; he wanted to know what he really had in his veins, because he wasn't all too sure about the magic- Something was telling him he didn't have something that simple, he has something complicated in his blood. Truly original.
"Okay, just wait- Holy Hanna!" Faith gasped "Oh, no this is worse then I thought! Timmy- we need your memory back soon!"
The screen, which Faith was looking at showed a picture of a nearly destroyed Fairy World- Volcano's, for which Faith was surprised they were even there, were spouting some sort of smoky ash- Faith knew that that was a sign that some time in the near future they were going to implode, or explode. Whichever comes first.
Also, hoards and hoards of Anti-Fairies were roaming around- Bad luck being they're main power source- Then Anti-Timmy came up, with Anti-Cosmo right beside him, and they grinned evilly down at the scene, and then they laughed.
The connection was suddenly cut off, and Faith was glad it had been- She was utterly horrified of what she saw. Faith stumbled back from the cloud-shaped device, her face completely white.
"Faith? Faith?! What's wrong?!" Timmy asked anxiously, watching her back away from the glowing screen that she had been staring at.
"Destruction… Devastation..." Faith said with no emotion "Everything is falling apart… We need our saviour fixed!"
Faith turned to Timmy, desperation clearly stated in her green and pink eyes. "Come on, let's go Timmy- The world, everyone, is going to be destroyed!"
Faith quickly grabbed Timmy's hand "No, wait I will do one thing-"
Faith slipped out of Timmy's hand, and briskly walked over to the screen again. She closed her eyes, and started murmering something- Her hair suddenly light up with great pink light.
"My great magical wand- Please hear me now, where ever you are, get to The Fairy world- create a second hero, some one to delay the uneventful. Give me more time to save this world- more time, more time. Please O Great Wand, help me through this horrid time. Now this may not be a rhyme, to which you are accustom, but please help me- This world so desperately needs it. My Great Wand Warden, please"
Crackling of electricity was sounded after Faith opened her eyes- And echos of what she said floated out of the room at great speed- Then it just disappeared.
During that time, Amanda had whispered something to Wanda
"Angel Warden is the Angel of Prayers- He, takes all wishes and he tries to make them all right. During the Old Days, he used to be called the Champion of the Worlds. Any request would be made to him, and he would try and use things- From other Angels, like the Angel of Creation, or the Angel of Sound- Whatever, and fix peoples problems. I guess that Faith is unconsciously using the information that she DOES know, to name things to which the Angels would represent. She may not know it but she is. That's probably why her all-seeing-eye was called Malikye. Malikye is the Angel of Knowing. He can see and hear everything that goes on- And warns the Angels of Fate, which try and-"
"SHHHH!!!"
"Okay" Faiths voice rung out of the now-quiet-room "That should acquire us some time, at least in case Jimmy's idea doesn't work. I really don't know how long, though. Please Warden, make it at least week!"
"So, we're going now?" Timmy asked, flexing his hand that had Faith's hand in it, not a moment ago. "Or is there something else you would like to do?"
Faith looked around the room for a moment "Err, no, nothing I can think of…" Just the need to get the world saved…
"Okay, if you're sure, let's go to Jimmy"
Faith nodded, she felt much better, after asking her wand for help. She had always felt that she could ask anything of it, even though she barely did. Only for others, did she ever ask anything of it, and that's all she ever plans on asking things of Warden.
"So, why do you call it Warden?" Was the last sentence Amanda and Wanda heard, before a poof was heard, and all sound seemed to have been sucked with it.
Wanda slowly got up, and looked sadly at the spot where her son had just been.
What if I never see him again?
"Don't you dare think that!" Amanda shouted at Wanda.
Wanda looked at Amanda with a puzzled expression
"Oh, don't give me that! You're thinking if you can really trust my daughter or not! Well, you can, okay?!! You just can!" Amanda sobbed. "You can, alright?"
Wanda looked at Amanda "What's wrong?"
"I haven't been able to hold my daughter in about 5 years, Wanda, and yet I could now and what do I do? I hide!!! I FREAKING HIDE!!! What kind of a mother am I? I didn't even tell my daughter that I was Malikye! Now, my daughter seems determined to save this destined-to-be-destroyed world, which will likely kill her in the process, or your son will get her memory back, fall for one of his humans back home, break my daughters heart, which will get her killed anyway! The Anti-Fairies are RIGHT BESIDE Fairy World- And I told you all about the Bad Luck thing. She'll be killed within hours." Amanda cried. It was the first time in her whole life, which she can remember.
Amanda had never cried, not even when that stupid Anti-Fairy got her into that cloud- She hadn't cried then, but she was bawling like a baby now.
But suddenly Amanda stopped crying and looked at Wanda seriously.
"I'm going to tell my baby girl who she really is"
Anti-Timmy grinned down at the scene before. Even though that stupid wand didn't do squat, was useless, something strange had happened to Fairy World.
It started to crumble, almost like it was fading away- So easy to take over, all the Fairies we're too busy trying to save their own hides, to really try and stop a whole hoard of Anti-Fairies.
Anti-Timmy held the useless Wand in his hands, clenching it between his fingers. It makes him fell quite powerful. That seemed to be the only use it had to him. To make him feel powerful- not just the son of the Leader of The Anti's, even thought he was the heir to the kingdom, he WANTED TO BE LEADER NOW!!! It wasn't fair! He caught this powerful device- even thought it didn't work- he was the one that discovered that Fairy World was crumbling! How come his dad has to control everything?
"Whatcha doing?" A childish voice called out to Anti-Timmy.
Anti-Timmy turned around and saw his brother Foop floating there.
"What do you want, Brat?" Anti-Timmy snarled at his brother.
"Just wondering why your wand is glowing. I didn't know you could grant wishes"
Anti-Timmy glanced down at the Wand he held in his hands. Sure enough, it was glowing a bright pink colour, and Anti-Timmy could swear he heard someone's voice. Calling out for… help?
"What the devil?!" Anti-Timmy cried, as he threw the wand to the ground, but it only floated back up, glowing brighter now.
Foop laughed "Good luck with that brother- or should I say bad luck?"
Foop floated off, before he could catch his brother's searing glare.
"Yes, fly away" Anti-Timmy grumbled
Okay, okay, I know what you are thinking 'How come Foop talks?' Well, if he's like the "Anti-Fairy" of Poof, well then I thought he should talk- It just makes it ever so much easier! But I'm sorry if it seems… weird… LOL hope you liked this one!
- Calm-Waters