Hey guys, so sorry for last chapter's shortness, but this chapter, in my opinion, is intense. David's going to be pushed to his limit in this one.

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Chapter 12

Over the next few weeks, after David talked with Tinker Bell and Sunbeam, David had committed himself to learning every spell he could. He had already learned and mastered the basic spells of the ten talents, and was now in the library searching for more spells. He had slaved over several talent scrolls, trying to learn any spells that could help him on his quest. While continuing his research, he only stopped to eat, drink and sleep. "Let's see, mining talent, only good if I get caught in a cave, save for later. Hm, what about-"

"David?" David yelled in surprise, falling out of his chair in the process. He looked up to see Queen Clarion, slightly laughing.

"Queen Clarion? Sorry, I guess I got too into my research." David picked himself up and closed the scroll he was reading.

"David, you've been in here for weeks now. Tinker Bell was-is worried about you."

David sighed, "I know, its just that nothing has happened recently that could point me in a direction. The pixie dust ball," he pulled out the orb in his pocket, "hasn't so much as glowed. I keep getting this weird feeling," he walked around the library, and replaced the scroll he was reading, "that there's an answer in the scrolls."

Queen Clarion moved over to David, and said, "Maybe, this could help?" David turned and saw Queen Clarion had something in her hands. It looked like some sort of cylindrical container, and David took it. He examined it and found one end had a cap on it. He pulled, but couldn't get it open. He tried twisting it, and it came loose. He continued twisting it, noticing it had a screw under it. He turned the container upside down, catching a scroll. He set the container aside and sat down. He looked at one of the end pieces, and noticed a storm cloud pattern.

"The Storm-talent?"

"Yes, another rare talent, responsible for aiding the Water-talents by transporting their water. However, they also bring thunder and lightning." David opened the scroll, and was amazed at the magnitude of these spells. "You may keep that scroll on one condition. You go outside and enjoy yourself."

David sighed, and said, "Okay, okay, I get it." He put the scroll in his bag, which was under the table, and left the library. David, followed by Queen Clarion, exited the tree and were instantly greeted by the Ministers of Seasons.

"Ministers, how are things coming along?" Queen Clarion asked.

The Minister of Autumn stepped forward and stated, "All is going well, Queen Clarion. The preparations for Summer have already begun." David asked if he could leave, and Queen Clarion nodded in approval. David flew up to the top of the tree, having decided to make it his personal thinking spot. He emerged through the leaves and noticed Tinker Bell was already there. Tink noticed David's arrival and flew over to him.

"David, its so good to see you again. You've been gone for so long I thought-"

David cut her off and said, "No, no, its not you or anyone's fault. I was just busy looking through scrolls in the library." He sat down on a leaf, as did Tink, and he continued, "I have a feeling that some of these spells might help me, one way or another." He opened his bag and pulled out the Storm scroll. He opened it and said, "Queen Clarion said that this might help me, but most of these spells sound like they would remove obstacles, destroy them even. The only useful one that I could think of would be the Water Transporter spell." David looked up and saw Tinker Bell was frozen, looking up at the sky. He looked as well, and noticed a dark shape.

"Ch'nace n'sivo (chi-nah-say ne-see-voh)." David used the enhance vision spell to see the dark form. He strained his now telescopic vision, and saw wings flapping, a bird. Then he noticed it was black colored, and its beak...

"Hawk."

David grabbed Tink and shook her to get her attntion. "Tink, come on, we need to tell Queen Clarion and alert the others!" Tink snapped out of her trance and flew down the Tree with David. Queen Clarion had finished talking to the Ministers, and David half shouted, "Queen Clarion! Hawk! Headed this way!"

Queen Clarion looked grim, and turned to the Ministers, "Alert everyone, we must get everyone to safety." The Ministers flew off to their respective seasons, and Queen Clarion said, "Tinker Bell, you go to Tinker's Nook and sound the alarm. David, help out anyone who needs it."

Tinker Bell left, but David stayed behind and said, "Queen Clarion, with all due respect, I would like to try and communicate with the hawk." Queen Clarion looked at David as if he was crazy, and he continued, "I can use the animal translation spell to talk to it and try to make it leave, or at least stall its arrival."

Queen Clarion thought for a moment, sighed then said, "Go." David nodded in response and flew off in the direction of the incoming hawk.

"L'mani l'tranatsio (Li-mah-nee le-trahn-aht-see-oh)." He was now very close to the hawk and saw that it was completely black. Its feathers looked glossy, as if it were made of obsidian rock, its beak was hooked, its talons were very long, and its eyes seemed to blend with its feathers. Something about it was familiar, but David couldn't place it.

"Hawk," he said, speaking in the Hawk's own language, "I must advise that you move on to a different area, for all the fairies here are diseased and sick."

The hawk stopped, flapping its wings to keep itself in place, and said, "I hunger." David was slightly surprised. Not only did what he said creep him out, but his voice sent chills down his spine. He sounded as if he was very old, but also very cunning (in other words, Aragogg's voice in Harry Potter year 2).

"Hunger for what?" David asked, barely keeping in his shudders.

"I hunger for magic," David was now afraid. If he hungered for magic, that meant he was on the menu. "The last time I hungered was before I was banished to the Shadow Cliffs, by that meddlesome fairy. What was her name? Ah, yes, Clarion."

David let out a surprised gasp, this was the same hawk from Queen Clarion's memory, the one that devoured Queen Amanda. "Now, I must feed. You will do for now." The hawk reached forward with its talons with incredible speed, barely missing David. David flew around the hawk, trying to stay in its blind spot. "You cannot hide from me, Magic-talent." The hawk suddenly twisted, hitting David with one of his wings.

'Ouch,' he thought to himself, one hand against his chest, 'his wings not only look like obsidian, they feel like it too.' The hawk lunged forward again, this time using his beak, and missed twice. One the third time, however, he managed to cut David's arm. David thought for a moment and thought of something.

"T'sdu s'ephre (tea-say-doo seh-ee-fray)!" A large sphere of his own Pixie Dust took shape in his hand, and he threw it at the hawk. David faltered for a moment before regaining his balance, then noticed the hawk. He was shaking the dust off, which gave him an opportunity.

He began to fly in the direction opposite the Pixie Dust Tree, but then heard the hawk's terrible voice again, "You aren't the only one who can use magic. Sh'daow s'ephre (She-dao seh-ee-fray)!" David spared a glance behind him, and saw the hawk had created his own sphere, but his seemed to be made out of darkness. The hawk flung the sphere at David, who dodged it in time. However, the sphere turned around and hit David square in the chest, causing David to dry out in pain. He fell for a few seconds and eventually regained his ability to fly, only to be hit by another dark sphere. This time, David could no longer fly and he fell just outside the Pixie Dust Tree. He felt weak, and could barely see the hawk hovering a few yards away.

"Impressive, isn't it?" the hawk asked David, "I was able to learn this magic from an outcast sparrow man in the Shadow Cliffs. He taught me how to use Shadow magic, which actually drains any fairy or sparrow man of what Pixie Dust they have." David tried to sit up, but felt too weak. He tried again, and this time succeeded in wobbly standing up. "This is the end for you," he heard the hawk say. David looked up to see the hawk gaining altitude and distance, then the hawk turned and flew straight at him in a dive bomb.

'No,' David thought to himself, 'this can't be it. I can't lose now. Everyone's counting on me. Sunbeam, Tinker Bell, Queen Clarion...' David paused, then thought, 'That's it. That's it!' David knew what he had to do. He closed his eyes, and concentrated.

He inhaled, then exhaled.

Inhale, exhale.

David raised his right hand, and slowly moved it in a "C" motion in front of his face. He slowly opened his eyes, and saw the hawk approaching fast. He then noticed dark clouds were in the sky. He moved his hand to the ground, kneeling, and said slowly, "Stormaka (Store-mah-kah)..." The hawk was getting closer. In one swift movement, he quickly dragged his finger through the dirt, tiny bolts of lightning trailing his finger, and pointed straight at the hawk, "...boltar (bowl-tar)!"

The last word of the spell echoed throughout Pixie Hollow, and a single bolt of lightning shot from his fingertips. The lightning sped straight at the hawk, and hit it dead on. The hawk however, only stopped in his assault. "You dare defy me?!" the hawk screeched.

David smirked at the hawk, and said, "Not just once, but twice! Stormaka boltar duos (Store-mah-kah bowl-tar due-ohs)!"

He raised his second hand, sending another bolt of lightning at the hawk.

It still wasn't enough, and the hawk cried out, "You will not defeat me! I shall feast on your bones once I kill you!"

David's face angered, and he shouted, "I...will...not...LOSE!" He brought his two fingers together, causing the two bolts to become a single, intense beam of lightning. David continued to yell as the beam beat against the hawk. The hawk screeched one last time before the beam of lightning exploded, sending David flying across the field. David couldn't cry out in pain, as he was too exhausted. He tried opening his eyes, but found it difficult to do so. He managed to open them briefly to see the sky had cleared, except for a large quantity of black feathers falling from the sky.

He saw Tinker Bell and Queen Clarion's faces appear above him, and saw their lips were moving but couldn't hear a thing. He was barely breathing, and could only manage a cough before he passed out.

Okay, for those who are thinking it, no he's not dead. Second, HOW AWESOME WAS THIS CHAPTER?! Be honest, because I need the morale. So, R&R, PM, and thx.