AN: Omg! Almost at the end!

Part Seven: The Victory

Chapter Twenty: Defeating Tymmie

And just like that, Torrence had a new home. She had already begun to move her things into the apartment Obie lived in, which was actually pretty big for an apartment. It was more like a really nice small house with its three bedrooms, massive living room, beautiful kitchen and dining area, not to mention the amazing two bathrooms.

But though she was beginning to move in her things, she hadn't actually moved in. As in, she wasn't sleeping there, even though Obie had asked her to move in immediately, bed or no bed. He threatened to put her in his room and proposed to take the couch instead. She smiled, waving him off. There was still something that she had to do first, before she made the move permanent.

She needed to get the infamous Tymmie off her back.

First thing Monday morning was to call Ariel before she headed off to school. Granted, the little pixie wasn't too excited to be woken up so early, but upon hearing the message she was to deliver, she lightened up. Ariel was reluctant to do it, despite Torrie's reasons. After a long attempt, Ariel finally agreed, and Torrence got to school late.

The next thing on her list was to get "her" team together. As much as she would have enjoyed crushing Tymmie beneath her awesomely wonderful three inch heels by herself, help would be greatly desired. So, she called each of them up, telling them all to meet at Auriella's house to discuss her plan.

"And we are doing this, why?" Hailley asked crudely, blowing on her fingernails. She had just painted them Faerie Princess Pink, Ella's favorite shade. Surprise, surprise.

Blaze groaned. "Hailley!" She tugged at the girl's now blonde hair.

Torrence twitched on seeing that again. So, Ariel seemed to be right. Now, Hailley's hair was the exact same shade of blonde that was in her crippling vision.

"What?" Hailley exclaimed tiredly. "I just don't think we should go out, purposely getting ourselves into unnecessary trouble."

"Would you rather have Tymmie find Torrence first without us there to help her?" Auriella asked her, her patience with this fake blonde running too thin.

"Well…No. Of course not! It's just that…We were up against—"

"Don't even say it, Hail. It is your fault that we lost that fight. If you hadn't been so damned wreck—"

"Let's not start," Torrence interrupted, hoping to nip the problem in the butt.

"Tor's right, you two. Let's focus our energy on Tor's plan. Not each other," Ella agreed.

"How do we know that we're not getting set up here?" Hailley questioned, her distrust in everyone's but Torrie's mouth.

Torrence looked her straight in the eye, satisfied at the drama queen's shiver. "We don't. They are as much a threat to us as the Atrox is. We need to establish where they all stand against us."

Hailley sighed. "Torrence, as our semi-fearless leader, I'll trust you. But you have to promise not to get us killed! I'm going to be famous one day."

Another groaned escaped Blaze's mouth as she threw a pillow at Hailley's too-big head.

Torrence laughed some, before her tone turned serious again. "Stop playing around now. This is my plan."

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Torrence stared out at the water, awaiting the imminent arrival of Tymmie, her new enemy. She could only pray now that Ariel came through for her. And that she and her sisters would make it through the night with little damage.

Against her chest, her moon amulet thrummed to life and began its strange glow. She heard Tymmie call out her name in that disgusting, arrogant way of his. She wore an icy smile as she turned around to face him.

"So, my dearest Torrence, why is it that you have summoned me?" Tymmie gave her a quick glance, but was sorely disappointed by her meager attempts at a "goddess" attire.

Tor remembered the stories that Vanessa would rarely share about how the previous Daughters, when going for a showdown, would dress up near skank-like. Unfortunately for Tymmie, and maybe whoever was next on her list, Torrence wasn't exactly into the "dressing up for a fight". Like now, not being in the mood to actually be looking sexy, she wore her favorite pair of sweats, a white beater, and her all-occasions sneakers. Her thick black hair had been brushed back away from her face, placed in a nice and very simple ponytail. She wasn't sure what would happen here.

"I called you, Tymmie, because I have a very important message for you," Torrence told him, not exactly lying, but not exactly letting him know that it wasn't a verbal message.

"Oh? Is that right? Would this particular message be from your father?"

"No. It's from us," Hailley announced. The other girls, along with the new blonde, stepped out of the shadows, smiling, and equally wondering if Tymmie had already know that.

Tymmie looked at each one of them, not at all surprised. He was the right-hand man of Lambert, after all. "Looks like you brought the whole gang down to play."

He threw his hand out, causing Auriella to fly back, her body hitting the ground with impact. "I don't think so, little firestarter." When she landed, flames snaked out onto the grass around her, as if the attack on her opened a cage full of flaming serpents. "You think I'm dumb, dea? I have been in this game a long time. Do you really believe these tricks will hurt me?"

Torrence lifted her chin in defiance, feeling more than a bit stubborn. "Yes." But even saying it didn't make her feel it. Deep down, her stomach churned with terrible thoughts. Thoughts that had left her friends' dead. Thoughts that she shouldn't have even been thinking.

"I love your energy. Come with me, Torrence. Join the Infidi."

Torrence burst out laughing. "You just don't understand, Tymmie! I hold all the cards!" Really, though, she didn't.

Tymmie barked his own shriek of laughter. He felt her fears and doubts, mentally pushing his way into her. She imagined her ice walls, placing them up, hoping to keep him from her mind. He wormed in through the holes she made herself, his sick laugh pulsing in her mind.

Even as she began to sink to the ground, pushed there by Tymmie's power, she felt another force build up. Something pure. Her mind squirmed as she held onto the hop of the purity, willing her body to work for her, not against her. Then her body freed itself, and the pain subsided as she fell to her knees, gasping for the breath she thought she couldn't have anymore. Looking up, she saw Tymmie, stuck in mid-stride, as if frozen in time.

Slowly, she looked towards the figure of Blaze, who was holding hands with Hailley. "How did you do that?" she gasped out.

"Wasn't me who did it," Blaze said, shrugging and tilting her head towards the girl who held her hand.

"But…Hailley…" Torrence looked at Hailley now, more than simply confused.

Both girls came to her, each taking one side and hoisting her up. Hailley giggled. "I'm not actually Hailley. I'm Blaze."

"Um…"

"It's a long story," the real Hailley whispered through Blaze's mouth. "We don't really have the time. No pun intended."

"What we did to Tymmie won't last long," Blaze added through Hailley's mouth.

Auriella groaned in the distance, finally sitting up, her head in her hands. She looked down at the frozen flames coming from her. "What's going on?"

"Tor," Blaze said, wiping some blood that slid from the corner of their leader's mouth, "whatever you were planning to do, do it now."

"No. I'm sure what you two did to his will be good enough. We've won this battle. Well, you and Hailley did."

"We couldn't have done it without you distracting him," Hailley offered, now back in her own body.

Torrence winced at that. He had such a terrible hold on her…

"Good," came Ella's beautiful voice, cutting through her dark thoughts. "Let's get out of here. My back is killing me."

"Yeah. That's definitely the best idea. My mom is going to kill me!" Blaze laughed as her and Hailley carried Torrie out of the park.

"No," Torrie whispered, her voice faltering. "You need to go to Ella's house, Blaze." She wasn't sure where this new insight was coming from, but now she could clearly see her vision as it ran over her mind over and over, as if it were a looped video. "Her mom has something to give you."

"She does?" Auriella and Blaze asked at the same time.

"Yeah… You two go on and get there. Hailley can help me."

"Hailley can?" The drama queen asked.

"Yeah. We have to talk about something anyway."

"Oh. What now? Didn't I redeem myself with that battle?"

"Well, your damn choice of hair color."

Torrence let out a deep sigh, resting her head on Hail's shoulder. Hailley supported her with some ease as they waited for the cab she had just called.

Sorry, if this scene wasn't what you expected. Some mysteries solved. As in, who the fourth PD is. Blaze, of course! See, Torrence was seeing Blaze in Hailley as they did their wonderful body-switching that was introduced in Shimmering Moonstones. And now we have some new mysteries. Like about the body switching. Lol.

Next Up: Well, it's the end. The two final chapters where Tor resumes her semi-normal life and has yet another enlightening conversation with Hekate.