A/N: Here is chapter 30! OMIGOSH I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT THIS THING IS ALREADY 30 CHAPTERS LONG! Okay, Firestorm is calm now. :) Ice cream sandwiches to SuperYuuki and Bethy-Boodles for reviewing! In this chapter: Three O.C.'s enter the story, and one older O.C. returns to haunt everyone.

Disclaimer: I is the owner of Wizard101. DEATH WIZARDS SHALL RULE ALL! Mwahahahaha! *Gets attacked byKingsIsle* AAAAAHHHHHHH! I didn't mean it! I was just kidding!

"Excellent, you've found everything I need," The professor said, inspecting the rubbings and the tablet. "I see. I believe that the Order of the Fang is still alive. There is a map room inside the Palace of Fire, but we can't get inside. It may help us to find the Order of the Fang. They can tell us where the Krokonomicon is, and we can try and get to it before Malistaire does. Malcom Danforth has been looking for a way to enter. I'm sure he could use your help," The professor said to us. I groaned. More walking through a steaming hot pyramid.

"Thank you, Professor Winthrop," Brooke said, shooting me a nasty look.

"Can we at least take our mounts instead of walking from one end of this pyramid to the other," I asked.

"Duh. The Excavation Room is about a quarter of a mile away. That would take WAY too long to get there on foot." I rented the black stallion again, and my friends summoned their mounts. We were nearly to the Excavation Room when I heard someone yell,

"STOP!" We stopped. A wizard dressed in green ran up to us. "Were you guys trying to DITCH me or something?"

"Hello to you, too, Sabrina." The indignant looking Theurgist glared at me.

"You're not going on any adventures without me, so get used to it. I have a task to do, and once I'm done helping you, you'll help me."

"Who says we can't do it oursel-" I started angrily, but Heather cut me off.

"Sabrina, if you need help, just ask."

"I don't need help! I just-"

"Need help," Brooke supplied helpfully.

"No!"

"Yeah, you do. You won't admit it, since you're too proud, but you do need help," Donna said, basically summing up Sabrina's attitude. The Theurgist glared at her, but didn't respond.

"Well, come on. If you want our help, you gotta help us first. Get your mount and come on," I grumbled. Sabrina shot one last glare at me, and then she whistled. Her white mare, Stella, galloped over, and Sabrina mounted her.

"We're going to the Excavation Room to talk to Malcom Danforth. We've got to get in to the Palace of Fire's map room. Come on; we want to get out of here." Sabrina galloped ahead.

"Follow me, then. I know the fastest way there."

"Who put her in charge, again," Destiny whispered to me. A small smile tugged at the corner of my mouth.
As usual, Sabrina took charge of EVERYTHING. When we found Malcom Danforth, she greeted him with a businesslike air. He told us to go talk to Robert Lancaster to find a keystone, and she led us there. Robert told us to go dig in the Throne Room for half of the keystone, and she agreed, but when we got there, she nominated me and Brooke to get dirty while she watched, a smug smile on her face. I was on the verge of slapping the stuck up Theurgist when we arrived at the chamber of the Nirini Quartermaster. He had the second piece of the keystone, and we had to fight him in order to retrieve it.

"I'LL take the first circle in the battle," Sabrina said loudly.

"The krok's helper is myth. You get to watch, Sabrina. Deal with it."

"Why can't I be the healer, then," She whined.

"Because Destiny's a Theurgist, too, and SHE can use Storm magic. Erica, Ashley, you two can join me and Destiny."

"You're DEATH!"

"SABRINA JADELEAF, SHUT YOUR MOUTH OR I'M GOING TO SHUT IT FOR YOU," I yelled, finally losing my temper. She screwed her face into a VERY nasty look, and then she haughtily walked to the side of the hallway and sat down. The others joined her, but less rudely. My three teammates and I entered the teleporter. The timer counted down to zero, and we appeared inside the chamber. We noticed, however, that there was not space for all four of us in the dueling circle: three other wizards were already inside. One was clearly a Diviner. She was dressed in the Storm School's signature colors of purple and yellow. The second thing I noticed about her was that she was dressed like a novice . . . or she WAS a novice. In the second circle was a girl dressed in stitched black clothing. She seemed to be about a Journeyman, and I knew from the color choice that she was from the school of Death. The third girl was dressed in blue and white, and her clothes were the style of an adept. A Thaumaturge. I wasn't too worried about them surviving the battle (I mean, one was an adept, and in a Journeyman-level world!) until I saw the Quartermaster's spell: a meteor strike. He had to be a cheater; rank three bosses could not, under any circumstances, cast meteor strike, unless they were cheaters. The Novice was dead in a matter of seconds, the Journeyman seemed pretty low on health, and the Adept had taken a hard blow from the spell, too.

"Don't flee," Destiny called, running to the battle circle. The rest of us could only watch. She started with two power pips, as usual. Her first spell was a satyr on the Novice. The Quartermaster's helper was almost dead, and the Journeyman killed it with a ghoul. The Adept played a wyvern on the Quartermaster, taking his health down to 300. The next time around, the Novice played a thunder snake, the Journeyman cast a death trap, the Adept chose a tower shield, which she played on the Novice, and Destiny selected sprite, which she played on the Journeyman. After one more round, the Quartermaster was dead, and the Adept wizard had taken the keystone from him. The four approached us.

"These three were sent here by Malcom Danforth. It seems that they, too, are trying to reach the Palace of Fire."

"What are your names and levels?" I asked. The Novice was the first to speak, quietly.

"I-I'm Ashley NightSinger. Level three."

"I am Jess DarkThief, level 16."

"And I'm Madison IceFlower, level 24."

"Are you two out of your MINDS? You brought a LEVEL THREE DIVINER into Krokotopia to fight one of the hardest bosses in the entire pyramid? What were you thinking," I asked, completely shocked that they would do such a thing.

"Well, our teacher told us to come here, and she wanted to come with us, so we let her. She wanted to gain experience faster." I did a face-palm.

"Don't mind her, she's a little . . . troubled," Erica whispered.

"I heard that, Thaumaturge," I snapped.

"I'm Destiny Greenblossom, level 60. This is Erica Bluestone and Ashley Spellsword, also level 60, and the troubled Necromancer is Alexandra Firesong, level 60."

"You're all Legendaries?"

"Yep."

"Wow. Here, you can have this. We should go back to Wizard City; at least, our Ashley should." Madison handed me the Keystone.

"See you around, maybe." They disappeared. I looked at the piece of the keystone in my hand.

"Well, I guess we're going to the Palace of Fire," Erica said.

"And I am NOT troubled!" The Thaumaturge smiled.

"Sure you're not, Alexandra."

"She's very correct," came a voice from behind me. I spun around, and in front of me stood Moira, lounging against the wall.

"You've got SOME nerve, showing your face after that note," Ashley spat. I was too angry to speak.

"Sheesh, calm down, Alex. I didn't come to fight. I've got a little present for you." She flipped something in the air, and Destiny caught it.

"This is …half of the Marleybone Spiral Key? Moira, wha-" But she was gone. There was no sign that the Necromancer had ever been there, except for an envelope on the ground. It was marked with a black moon, and on the front was the name: Sabrina Jadeleaf.

"Sabrina? What does she want with Sabrina," Destiny wondered.

"Sabrina has the kind of attitude she wants helping her. It's probably meant to sway her to the evil side," I realized.

"We should read it before we give it to her. There's no way she'll tell us what it said." Without a second thought, I opened the envelope and removed the piece of paper inside . . .

A/N: This time, I'm giving away licorice or pizza if you review :) So . . . REVIEW! Note on O.C.'s: I am working on putting in all the submitted O.C.'s. It will take a while to get them all in, but I promise that they WILL end up in the story at some point.