Hola peoples! Happy New Year! here's chapter 26 of Bleu Leather AT LAST! This one took a while to finish, mostly because internet distracts me, especially when you find a pony creator on Deviant Art and ponify every single character in this fanfiction XP I have saved each one in my photos, and the best ones are of Eboni, Annabelle, human Megamind, and Minion XD that took me about THREE HOURS!
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*Checks word count on Word* 123,934 words at this current moment T-T This is fantasy! DONT PEOPLE LIKE FANTASY?
Bleu Leather
Chapter 26
This was the most devastating torture Megamind had ever experienced.
Silence.
For three days straight, they hadn't talked to each other.
But three days of silence also meant three days of absolutely no progress in undermining Narcissa's plan of world conquest. And even though all the other Rebels were practically exploding with a desperate need to catch up in their current progress, they said nothing. The tension between Megamind and Roxanne was too large.
Megan had an argument she hadn't used all this time for some reason. She was fairly certain that there was a Reversal Berry somewhere in the way to Aidan's prison. It would turn Megamind back into his old self, and everything would be fine then.
But it was only a strong guess. What if she was wrong? What would Megamind and Roxanne do then?
The one who was most concerned about the dilemma between the two of them was, of course, Annabelle. The hopeless romantic cloudsprite wished there was somewthing she could do, but there wasn't anything to do except try her best to avoid Eckere when she glitched.
This was stupid! They weren't getting anywhere with their retalitaion, and who knew when Narcissa would put her plan into action? They had to do something soon!
And that was when Annabelle's mind was made up.
Or rather, all the other Rebel's.
The first one to confront Megamind was his own sister. Kaitoia had been feeling Megamind's pain from these few days, and she couldn't stand it anymore. She couldn't stand for her brother to feel this way, and plus, she hated to constantly feel gloomy and moody herself. She couldn't block out the feeling, because that required an enchantment. She wasn't a mage anymore, Megamind was.
But, Kaitoia was worried for another reason as well. Now that the Staff had connected with him, it could "feel" the feelings he had, and if they were negative feelings, they imacted on the performance of the Staff. Since Megamind had been gloomy for almost the entire three days, the Staff had weakened considerably. Kaitoia knew Megamind's powers would be needed soon, so she had to either lighten him up, or teach him the magic that would control the Staff's reaction to it's owner's emotions. Both would be best, though.
The first to confront Roxanne was Eboni.
Bad idea. Roxanne had had a teeny tiny grudge on her particularly because Eboni tended to be insensitive. Even though the vampire had been lectured numerous times about this, she didn't know quite how to stop speaking her mind.
In fact, she couldn't. Unless…
She never thought about…that thing much. It made her feel a feeling she rarely felt: guilt.
But Eboni tried to be as polite as she could muster without chipping away at her reputation. Roxanne agreed almost halfheartedly to try continuing the plan to retrieve Aidan. She wanted to snap out of this grief, but it was very, very diffucult. Megamind had latched onto her, and now he technically didn't exist anymore. Underneath all the human essence that had been infused in him, he was still there, but there was no husky, flirty voice, skinny frame, super advanced intelligence, big brain, or one speck of blue. It was as if some random person had slapped on a mask that had his face and masqueraded as Megamind.
It had taken one more person to convince Megamind. Eckere had pretty muched foiled him with her unconscious cuteness she now had when she glitched. Sure, she was cabable of being crazy and destructive, but she had a particular liking for Megamind since he had brought her back to life about a week earlier. And her feelings became more projected, and even sweet when she glitched.
She consoled him and spent time with him until her little robot mind was made up that they needed to get the last Rebel so they could stop Narcissa at long last.
Megamind found it hard to argue with her reason and her "Bambi eyes".
So it was official. They were going to retrieve Aidan…
Just as soon as Megamind learned a little magic.
"Welcome to your first lesson in magic!" Kaitoia announced with pep to her brother. Roxanne and the others watched the siblings from Annabelle's loft so Megamind had space to practice with the Staff.
Megamind tried a smile. He couldn't be thinking constantly about the problem with him and Roxanne, as Kaitoia had warned him the feeling would impact on the quality of the Staff. Plus, she had also given him some tips and pointers beforehand such as, concentration was key, never cast spells when you have no control, and if you don't think you can cast anything, then you really can't.
Megamind had summed everything up in two words: have conficence.
"Now, since I'm only a former mage, I can only teach you the basic elements", Kaitoia reminded Megamind. Then she grinned.
"Ha! Get it? Elements! We'll start with the easiest, which is Earth magic."
Megan whistled. "Kaitoia! Need me to get some dirt for him?"
"Sure!"
Megamind quirked his eyebrow. Before Annabelle could protest, Megan had produced brown, fertile soil from her hands, and it rained down over the banister of the loft to settle in a small heap on the carpet.
Megamind chuckled a little at the irked look on Annabelle's face. After Kaitoia had patted the soil in a more shapely pile, she signaled Megamind to come over closer and kneel down around it.
"What does the dirt look like?" Kaitoia asked him.
"Like… dirt", Megamind stated plainly, giving her a perplexed look.
Her bottom lip stuck out, and she snatched the Staff from Megamind's hand to promptly whomp him on the head with the glass orb.
"Ow!"
"No. You don't get it at all", she muttered over the snickering happening up in the loft. She handed the Staff back to Megamind. "What does it look like? Describe it. Touch it. Absorb it."
Megamind looked even more confused. He took off a glove and stroked the soft soil, burying his whole hand in the slightly moist earth. Kaitoia watched closely as he fingered it until his hand became simply filthy.
"What does it feel like?"
Megamind thought hard. He'd need to have a good answer, because he had a feeling this was important.
"It's moist… and soft. It would work well for growing food", he observed. He was beginning to like this practicion for the magic he was about to learn. It was like science, which he adored.
"Observing what you plan to work magic on is key", Kaiotia informed him. "But you don't have to do that if you're planning some sort of attack that's supposed to hit numerous targets in some sort of battle. Only for enchantments."
"Interesting", Megamind said. "What do I do to the dirt?"
"It all depends on what appeals most to you", Kaiotia shrugged. "You can never tell a mage what to do with his or her powers… every spell you cast depends on you."
Megamind said nothing. He turned his head to gaze further at the dirt, wondering what to do with it, exactly. Of course, he would probably have to grow something in it, but he didn't know what.
"Sometimes… when mages are just getting their first training, the staff they use to channel magic decides for them what grows when you practice the Earth element", Kaioita started. "Although it's a rare thing, the plant that grows when using Earth magic for the first time sometimes becomes… connected with the mage in a weird way. When you conjure up a shield that deflects dark magic, the plant might appear and might give off a strong scent of the plant. It basically becomes… sort of like a little logo."
Megamind raised his eyebrows in interest. That was cool. But it was rare, so Megamind wasn't expecting it.
Kaitoia motioned for Megamind to stand up in front of the dirt, and he followed. His sister positioned the hand holding the Staff in front of him at the right angle, reminding him of it so he would remember.
"Just cast it with the same state of mind you had when you conjured up the forcefield", Kaitoia reminded.
"Will my senses be temporarily disabled like when I did do that?" Megamind asked out of curiosity.
"Funny you should ask, but no", Kaiotia confirmed. "It only happens to a brand-new mage once. The Staff has to extract all contact you have with the world from you to analyze just how much power you can muster when you do magic, or else it lives with complete ignorance with its master forever. Plus, it's a way it connects to you, knows you… you felt it, it's practically alive. Anyway, cast the spell!"
Megamind turned his gaze again to the pile of dirt. Almost at once the Staff quaked in his hands. He was glad he had put his glove back on, because he could also feel the neck get very warm.
He concentrated, even though his mind was completely blank to decide what to grow in the dirt. Did it matter? This was only training, but he had a nagging feeling that he should choose carefully for some reason. Even though it was rare, Megamind figured that just in case, he shouldn't grow any garlic flowers.
He exhaled and closed his eyes, trying to ignore the fact that Kaitoia and everyone else up in the loft were practically boring little wormholes into his skull. The Staff, held in front of him at arm's length, started to glow and pulsate.
He opened his eyes to angle it at the dirt, and a beam of green light shot out from the orb into the soil. It was very bright, and he could feel his sister take cover from the glow behind him.
But if he just barely looked through his lashes, squinting hard, he could see a vague form of a plant start to emerge slowly from the soil. He couldn't make it out completely, but it was a flower for sure.
After a couple more seconds, there was no more light. Kaitoia jumped out from behind him even before he could open his eyes, and reached down to cup the perfect little scarlet rose that had sprung up from the dirt.
A rose? Megamind was expecting something more… well… in his taste. If it haaaad to be a flower couldn't it at least have been a bluebelle or a chocolate lily or something?
Something far in the back of his mind suddenly had an idea to give it to Roxanne… but he tossed the idea into a mental fireplace. He was fast losing hope of ever being alien again, and fast losing trust for Roxanne, yet still loved her.
But he didn't love her as much now… because his small brain was incapable of the amount of love he could hold for her in his oversized head. He really wanted to love her more. It felt weird now… and it scared him.
He batted away the angsty thought and knelt down to look at that rose. It was absolutely perfect; no blackened edges or shredded up skin. Kaitoia was positively swooning over it.
"I… have never seen a rose this perfect. I am impressed, Syx!" she said. "My first plant I grew by magic was a snapdragon… and it was only ever so slightly wilted. It's a rare thing for a mage to get a perfect plant on their first try."
Megamind couldn't help but swell with pride a little. He could even accomplish rare things as a human!
"Am I ready to move on, then?" He piped up eagerly.
"Certainly!" Kaitoia exclaimed with raw enthusiasm in those eyes like two shining garnets. Next comes Water training…
"Annabelle, is your furniture waterproof?" Kaitoia called up to the princess.
Eboni watched, smirking as she witnessed Megamind soak some of Annabelle's things. The cloudsprite had previously rescued all her instruments so they wouldn't be ruined, and now she reluctantly watched as Megamind nearly flooded everything. Kaitoia had promised to clean it all up when they got to Air training, but Annabelle still found it niggling that everything was getting wet.
Just as Megamind got to shaping a clump of water into a serpent, Eboni felt something vibrate soundlessly in her utility belt. Her hazel eyes widened in surprise.
She tried not to bite her lip with a fang. Should she? Now? The rare feeling washed over her again.
Guilt.
This time she really did sink her fang into her own lip with a wince as the bead of blood appeared. She lapped it up shamefully, making sure everyone else was more interested in watching Megamind's first attempts at magic than realizing that… Eboni's race had… feelings.
She scoffed to herself in her mind, surprised she would stoop as low to think she had them. She would take that call this time…
It would all be over soon.
"Hey, Meg, I gotta take this call from Antony…" she quickly fibbed to the fairy beside her. Before Megan had a chance to even acknowledge what Eboni had just said, the vampire had shot into the air and glided over into Annabelle's bathroom, briefly stopping to dodge a globule of misshapen water Megamind had just lost control of.
"No, no, try again…" Eboni heard Kaitoia say before the vampire disappeared safely behind the wooden door of the bathroom, letting out a sigh through pursed lips.
She flicked at the little bit of blood still there with her tongue as she pulled out her vibrating communicator from her utility belt and scrutinized it with a grimace. Eckere had issued it to her a while ago… and she was just using it for so many wrong things now…
No. No more guilt. She had been with… them first.
Eboni snapped open the lid of the compact-resembling communicator, and the face appeared.
"B'fore you say anything, I haven't changed my mind", the vampire snarled irritably.
She glanced down at Eboni with an impatient expression.
"It's either the book or the STAKE", She said to her.
"I know, I know, I already have it!" Eboni growled. The tween vampire fumbled around in a satchel attached to her belt for the precious bit of material bound in blue leather and gold.
She held it out to Her as proof.
No more guilt, no more guilt, no more guilt…
Her face brightened in one of the most insane, diabolical grins Eboni had seen in a long time. The vampire bowed her bobbed head in shame, then swatted those stupid emotions away.
"Simply excellent, Eboni", She purred silkily.
"Now… if you just follow through with me the rest of the way…? Unless you want to face something even worse than the stake?"
Eboni sighed heavily.
"Th' dorm."
Megamind had just about finished up Air training a while after Eboni had emerged from the bathroom, not mentioning her call or any details of it. She had just airily fibbed to Megan about Antony summing up the Retaliation's progress, and that had seemed good enough for her.
No more guilt. No more guilt…
Eboni briefly wondered when Megamind's practice would be cut short… she knew it was bound to happen by ways of…
More shame. Stupid human emotions stuck in her head!
She just watched with glazed eyes as Megamind began his last element of training: Fire.
He deflected another fireball aimed at him. No pun intended but… he looked kind of… hot doing it.
Roxanne hated to be apart from Megamind. Why, only yesterday, she had to practically eat a pillow to keep herself from lunging at him and enveloping him in a lung-crushing embrace for eternity. The only thing that kept her from doing it was the fact that he was almost completely different than he used to be, and not just in his looks. Megamind's superior intellect had been erased and wiped away, and his smaller brain didn't allow him much space to cope with the strong emotions he conveyed as an alien. Plus, his regular peach skin was not the same as his creamlike blue skin he used to have, and he had developed calluses on his palms already. Megamind didn't like those calluses, in fact, and yesterday the only interaction Roxanne had had with him was teaching him how to pop a pimple that had popped up on his forehead. Human skin was so susceptible to so many blemishes! Megamind's glorious alien blue skin had never heard of such a thing.
Now Megamind had produced flickers of wild orange fire on the purple orb of the Staff, and twisting it in the air in a certain pattern Kaiotia had taught him.
He traced it in the air, the fire leaving its trail in a shape that resembled two splitting cells. Then he slashed a small crucifix shape in the middle, and a million little fireballs appeared and launched themselves at Kaiotia.
She dodged them expertly, making it seem as easy as doing a single somersault. Well, she had been in battles with Narcissa before, so she had experience.
Roxanne could see the pride in Megamind's expressive face. That face… the only thing that had stayed the same, practically. It was like a flicker of the old Megamind—her Megamind—had briefly resurfaced. She did ever so miss him.
When they went to rescue Aidan from his prison, Roxanne prayed that the berry that held the cure for Megamind would be there. She would… probably die if he couldn't be cured, because right now, as she had said before, practically the only things that were the same about him were what was left of his personality, and his face.
But she didn't know about the other reason. She didn't know that both of them would inevitably perish if they could not be reunited, because apparently, Roxanne had become latched to Megamind in the same way he was latched to her forever. It worked on humans too? Fascinating, but both their lives were at stake, should Megamind stay human. Go figure.
Now Megamind was learning combinations of elements. Roxanne was interested, so she turned her body to watch.
This one looked tricky.
"I think you're ready to produce white-hot fog, now Syx!" Kaiotia said, beaming.
"You know… you are quite good for a beginner. I took a few days to master the basics, and even then I wasn't as good as you are… I see you doing great things someday."
Megamind half-smiled at the compliment. There were many outcomes for the future, good and bad, and very bad.
If there was no cure berry to turn him back into an alien, then both him and Roxanne would practically drop dead if there was no way for them to be together.
Megamind thought this outcome highly unlikely, but if he saved the world and everything returned to normal after the sequencing helter-skelter with his missing persons case, he wondered if he would ever be looked at the same way again if people saw signs that he knew magic. But it wasn't as if he could just give up, right? This was probably his paranoid mind, but he was kind of scared the Staff would disintegrate from misuse, and then develop a devious mind which would ricochet back into something horrible happening to him.
Another outcome would be… oh, he couldn't decide if this one was the worst outcome or not. If that little demon sadist part of his mind tried getting out if Megamind was caught off guard, he'd never be looked at the same way again by anyone, even if he killed the villains. He did want to harm Andromeda and Narcissa for what they did to him, but maiming was NOT what he did. He made that very firm with his sub-conscious.
But now he had to learn how to produce white-hot fog… sounded cool!
"Ok, you learned about regular fog when we did Air training, right?"
"Yes… do I have to wrap my wrists in mummy bandages again?" he asked curiously, remembering that funny, tingly sensation.
"Well, obviously, it's still fog", Kaiotia said. "It will be a complicated sequence of Fire, Air, and the slightest bit of Water. Do exactly what I say, and I guaruntee you will get it right." Megamind nodded.
He stood with his arms outstretched, one still gripping the warm, pulsating Staff. He turned his gaze to look at the orb,and then the two familiar little squiggles of glowing white bandages spun out from two of the snake's mouths that decorated the orb.
First they started to wrap around his fingertips, and this time they felt a little more warm than cool and damp. His gloves were off.
They encircled him like a mummy, stopping near his shoulders. Now was where the tricky part started.
Thinking of exactly how much Air, Fire, and Water he needed to use.
"A modest amount of Air…" Kaiotia whispered. Megamind repeated the same words in his head.
"Just a dash of Fire…"
Kaiotia paused again. "And a light sprinkling of Water…"
There. It was very hard to remember spells, because all enchantments that used combinations of Elements had at least two key ingredients that had to be repeated in the exact same order each time.
Megamind breathed in and out, and opened his eyes.
His pupils were covered in a rosy red film.
The bandages started to unwind.`
SLAM!
All heads turned to the door.
"I found you…" Narcissa said with a twisted smile.
"NARCISSA!" Kaiotia screamed with rage. Everyone was eyeing her and her comrades in fear except for Megamind, whom was still in a trance from the intensity of the spell he was about to practice.
And the sad thing was, he would not be awakened from the trance unless he did the spell, which would make him an easy target for Narcissa!
The honey-blonde she-devil stepped forward out of the doorway to Annabelle's room.
"Ignorant… little… twits", she tutted with each step, stopping to glare at Kaiotia, who was standing defensively in front of her brother.
"What have you done now, you monster?" the alien asked in a brave voice, not faltering at all.
Narcissa's face unexpectedly softened in more of a sappy, terrifying way.
"Why Kaitoia, dear, that's no way to speak to your mother", she crooned.
"MOTHER?" Kaioita had never been so insulted.
"You never were, are not, and never will BE of my affections! You ABUSED me! And you took away my minion!"
Narcissa looked satisfied that she had gotten this reaction out of Kaitoia.
"You'll never see her again", she taunted.
"Yes I will. I am going to find her if she doesn't escape wherever you put her and finds me first!" Kaiotia retorted.
This time Narcissa frowned with genuine impatience, but when she observed Megamind's defenseless state, she smiled evilly.
"But enough talk about your pitiful little problems. I came here to warn you Rebels."
"About what?" Kaiotia spat.
"That the final battle is already underway! I have thousands of minions bent to my will! And those thousands will soon grow to millions the longer you delay your upraise. You haven't even found the fireboy yet!"
To the surprise of no one else but Roxanne, Kaiotia didn't flinch or show any sign of fear. She could never afford to be cowardly. With all those years since childhood of encountering Narcissa's brutal evil, she had toughened up a lot.
The cocky look on Kaitoia's face grew to a twisted grin. "We have reinforcements working right now to oppose you. We are not without power! They're currently working at gathering up tree sprites, dwarves, piskies, and fairies of all sorts to help US! If you had really wanted to take over the world, you probably would've made a better choice of who to imprison and control, like actual monsters made for battle and destruction…?"
Narcissa threw her head back and cackled—a truly terrifying sound.
"Oh, my dear, don't you know every living being on this planet is capable of both a great good and a great evil? It is so even if the creature is bent towards a certain side by nature. Change happens… and that was the other thing I came to warn you about…"
Kaiotia thought for a moment, and then it clicked in her large intellectual brain.
Her ruby eyes widened, and suddenly lost all of their friendly lust and sparkle. Now they just looked huge and scary.
"Are you trying… to tell us…?"
"It's my final offer, and if you don't accept this time, you will all be doomed the moments that follow."
Kaitoia was almost at boiling point now. He angry, brooding face had to be maitained under control just a little longer.
"We're never joining your side, Narcissa. Ever. I don't care what you promise us. Nothing would reward us more than sending you back to where you first originated along with all the bothersome creatures that have come along since the beginning of time."
Narcissa laughed even harder, and this time when she stepped forward, Kaitoia suddenly whipped out a heavy nunchaku from a leather pouch strapped to her curvy waist. The villainess challenged the weapon with a slender platinum sword only a little shorter than she.
"Fine", she scoffed as Kaitoia quickly and easily deflected a blow from the sword with the nunchaku without even moving anything else but her left arm.
"You're all in for a rowdy time when it is ripe for me to unleash the minions I've accumulated already. One by one, I will eliminate you all…" she briefly paused to steal a glance at Megamind,still in the trance.
"And that delicious little Johnny Blue will be spared only so I can watch him die of depression when all the rest of you are gone! And you can't do anything about it, Katie dear, because the Staff has expired on you!"
And with that, Narcissa's comrades came bursting in the room at the same time the Rebels in the loft charged, Megamind still left in the middle of the battlefield.
Narcissa's slaves consisted of various creatures wielding various weapons. There were pure black fauns with gnarled horns jutting out of their tiny bald foreheads, the only other flash of color being their beady little eyes the color of amber. Megan was flicking each one away as if she hadn't a care in the world. Then there was a mangy little creature Roxanne was fending off (and succeeding) by smashing it to a pulp with one of Annabelle's music stands. It was a hideous cross between what looked like a scorpion and some sort of big ferret with three-inch long claws. It hissed with each blow to its head, and Roxanne had to dance away each time its poisonous tail darted forward.
Some of the other creatures were not so easy. There were some that also wielded weapons, and Annabelle was dueling to the death with a maiden as tall as she, but slender and much older-looking. She seemed to mirror every move Annabelle made exactly, no matter how sudden.
By now, Kaitoia was sweating hard, as her only weapon now was the nunchaku against Narcissa's heavy sword.
"You—will—not—lay—one—hideous—FINGER—on—MY BROTHER!" she screamed with each blow to the sword. Even though Kaitoia had had a lot of practice fighting like this, she was getting a little more worn out than she used to.
In fact… since Megamind had come along she had been feeling less and less powerful… because she wasn't a mage anymore. Now she could only throw little balls of magic by herself, and even that small amount was a blessing without a staff to channel it. To do magic by yourself required even more energy, years of practice, and more power from your aura.
And speaking of auras, it seemed Megamind's was showing itself for the first time, which was unusual in practice. It was bright, and pure emerald.
As it got brighter, even Narcissa stopped fighting with Kaitoia to shield her eyes.
And then, every single person in the room smelled roses.
Kaitoia's eyes popped open underneath her fingers, and then looked up at Megamind when the light winked out, and he only had the wispy white bandages on his arms. In one hand he had the rose he had grown earlier, and he gently pocketed it beside his De-gun in the holster.
"J—Johnny!" Kaitoia stammered.
But Megamind was scornfully glaring at Narcissa, who was temporarily shocked as well.
"Take this!"
Megamind put the bandages into action, and whipped an arm out painfully, aiming a dart of scalding hot mist at the villainess. She ducked, and then spoke to him.
"You are next in the bloodline? How much magic do you know?" her tone was almost fearful, and that was surprising.
"I've only been practicing for the past hour, but I have taught myself a little combat magic with the use of Elements!" he exclaimed, and looked at Narcissa dramatically over his bandaged forearm.
All the creatures that had been clashing against the Rebels suddenly were much more interested in Megamind. They knew and followed the demand Narcissa had given them before they had ambushed everyone in Annabelle's dorm.
To capture Megamind, and keep him alive until the time was right.
The minions encircled him, closing in until it looked like he wasn't going to do anything…
But he did.
As they were on the verge of pouncing, his strong, toned human arm shot into the air, and more wisps of hot fog spilled out from his palms. He could feel the Staff in his other arm vibrating madly, hrad at work and happy to be doing magic for him.
The fog flowed freely all around him, burning the creatures that surrounded him. A hideous, bloodcurdling shriek erupted all over the room, and Megamind winced, as he couldn't cover his ears from it.
His ears were ringing painfully. He got more and more exhausted with every second. This was his first serious spell, and now he knew the full extent of it. It used a lot of your energy.
But he had a plan trying to weave itself in his small human head. If he had his overgrown cranium back, he could've put it in action immediately.
Annabelle's dorm was no longer safe, and he was pretty sure the the guest house would be a pretty obvious hiding place. So where would they hide now until they could rise against Narcissa?
Maybe they'd just have to hide out somewhere in her jungle of a garden. Yes. That would be tha best choice, and the Rebels were foolhardy enough to venture back into the mansion if Aidan's prison resided in the underground otherworld. Megamind was not worried about that.
He was worried that Narcissa would capture him, and kill off all the others.
The anger that the thoughts sent him actually fueled his magic, and the fog billowed out of his hands in thick curtains. The room was starting to get incredibly muggy and unbelievably scorching, but he didn't much care. He just wanted all of Narcissa's comrades to die.
With one final yell of pain, and one final burst of fresh roses, Megamind's hand dropped. The Staff felt as if it were on fire, and he was sweating like no tomorrow.
Once the fog cleared, he could see that every creature that had been around him was either dead or stunned and sprawled out on the carpet. There were hideous-looking burns marred on all of them, making a sickening sizzling sound against the flesh and hides.
Megamind flipped his damp, inky hair out of his shining emerald orbs and glared at a shocked Narcissa evilly. Once, in a mirror, he had glared at himself in the same way, and now that he was human, that face had become scarier. Black hair framing the squinted eyes made the look seem ominous, and the contrast of his pale peach skin to his perfect white teeth when his pink lips cirled up into the smile was stark.
"I can do magic, Narcissa. Watch your step…"
Narcissa shook her head, making her strangely intact hair bounce.
"Watch my step? For a prisoner? Don't make me laugh, Johnny!"
The Rebels came out from hiding and all pounced on the villainess at once.
She was too fast for them. With a circle of her arm, there was a white flash that sent everyone backwards and forcefully to the walls, knocking all of Annabelle's things everywhere.
Narcissa looked back at Megamind with her onyx eyes. "What can a beginner possibly do to me?"
Megamind rolled his eyes.
"Kaitoia noticed that I was more advanced in practice that she was when she first became a mage", he stated calmly, stalking up to was careful not to provoke her just yet. He was going to put his plan into action.
"So?" The villainess hissed, grabbing Megamind by the collar.
He still tried to maintain a calm face while his spell was imminent on his fingertips, which were hidden behind his back. The other hand gripped the warming Staff firmly.
"So that means I'm going to practice until I can wrap you in blankets of air with too much pressure to withstand so I can choke you to death. Or set fire to the entire mansion with one flick of my finger… or…"
He still needed to distract her for a little longer. His spell wasn't ready. He tried to make the pause sound dramatic until he could come up with one last thing.
"…Or torture you with all the elements until you surrender. After all you said so yourself a few minutes ago: all beings are capable of both a great—"
He had done it. She was livid.
What he wasn't expecting was a hard, fast peck on his lips from the villainess, where he could taste her rubbery purple lipstick.
He was dropped from her grip, and the shock of the kiss made his hand relax on the Staff, which fell away, laving it to the mercy of Narcissa as she had planned.
No! Megamind was too fast. He recovered and pounced for the Staff before the spell on his fingertips wore off.
"Eat ice, Narcissa!"
And his hand shot out to the villain, immediately covering her from head to toe in a sheet of cold, cold, thick ice.
The recipie for that? A few gallons of cold Water, a gust of subzero temperature Air.
Once she was frozen, Megamind tried his best to squeeze his remaining amounts of energy from himself and run. He motioned for the Rebels to follow him out the door. He didn't know whether the spell would last with Narcissa, but it sure was enough to stall her for at least several minutes.
Annabelle quickly dove to catch her falling guitar; the only thing she needed in this room and fled along with the others. Megamind ran, falling a little behind because his feet felt strapped to a hundred cinder blocks.
Once the had woven through a perplexing maze of corridors beyond Annabelle's dorm, Megan stopped and turned around to everyone. Her face was stern.
"Ok, if we're gonna lose Narcissa before she melts the ice, we should split up. I'll go with Eckere, Eboni, and Annabelle. Johnny, go with Kaitoia and Roxanne. At the next corridor, each group will break off into opposite hallways", she ordered in a military voice.
"We'll meet in the forest that Narcissa had planted in her garden. There's a structure there that will mark the spot. It's a towering marble statue of a mermaid with rubies embedded in the tail and the crown. Can't miss it."
Everyone nodded stiffly.
"Go! Run!"
And with that, the two groups took off like bullets, Kaitoia leading her group. Every single muscle in Megamind's body felt mutilated, but he ran through it all, forehead soaking. His throat felt like sandpaper, and he was horribly dizzy with a pounding skull, and the Staff in hand.
The sickening taste of Narcissa still lingered on his tongue.
But he didn't care. He only had two thoughts right now.
He was going to defeat Narcissa at all costs, and if it had to be done, he would find a way to kill her. Andromeda too.
His other thought was to keep Roxanne safe no matter what. He still loved her as much as a human could, even though that was such a measly amount compared to how deeply he loved her as an alien.
His true self, underneath all the rearranged DNA and humanity loved her more than any human could, and he was determined to love her just that much.
That was why he also had to keep the rose he had plucked.
For her.
I'm not sure if I like the ending, but I like the mysterious air I created with Eboni :D Now NOWHERE is safe for our dear Rebels!
I need to draw concept art for this fanfic and post it on DA so I can advertise this story. But I'm too lazy right now, and I can't even think right because of my music in my ears like it CONSTANTLY is now that I filled a playlist with 23 songs from an iTunes gift card recieved for Christmas.
GHOSTBUSTERS! WEEWO WEEWO WEEWO WEEWOOWOWOWO!
Stupid music engulfing my mind -.- see you when chapter 27 comes around! I need to begin it RIGHT NOW in fact...