Escaping Omega
Boom! The ground in the ice prison trembles as a new prisoner arrives in the traditional block of ice, frozen solid. Her face twitches and a steamy red light engulfs her figure, the ice creaking and shards of the block disband from around her.
This prisoner is Bloom, fairy of the most powerful element in the dimension, the Dragon Flame. She was sent here after dark magic transformed her.
Falling into a kneel, she stands up and dusts her clothes off. "Ahhh. When will they ever learn? Fire melts ice every time" she transforms. "Dragon case!" A deep red contours her body, keeping her warm in this heart freezing wasteland. She flies around the so called prison, reading over other prisoners descriptions.
Hours later, a red and blue ship lands on the frozen tundra, the hatch door opens and several good looking boys fly out on hoverboards. Bloom creeps over to the ship, hearing the click of the digital keys and software.
Un-transforming, she quickly thinks of a plan. A glamour. Her curly-straight red-orange waist length hair catches fire magic and runs straight black at the same length. Her bright blue eyes fade into a mysterious hazel, skin pales until her lips are a cute baby pink. Her clothing of a long sleeve striped crop and jean skirt with matching heeled boots burns off into a fluffy light blue cloak with a train and matching heels, a long sleeve shirt and jeans underneath.
Bloom steps onto the ship. The boys turn around and their voices get caught in their throats.
"Help" her voice is smaller and fragile as to place a cherry on top of the disguise. They crowd around her.
"What happened?" The dark haired boy questions, narrowing his eyes at her.
"Stranded...my ship was making a drop off and I wandered too far off. When I came back, they had already left" her voice cracks and looks down.
"Where are you from?" He questions again.
"Zenith" she replies.
"What is your name?" His cold eyes boring into hers
"Veronica" she narrows her eyes back at him.
"You poor thing" a guy wearing glasses called Timmy, chimes in.
"Will you guys help me get back to Zenith?"
"Of course! We are Specialists for a reason" Nabu, a dark, fine wizard dressed in purple, assures her. She smiles.
"Thank you so much" Nabu and Timmy get her settled onto the ship. Helia, the dark haired boy goes back to tracking the rest of their team, letting them know they have company.
20 minutes later, the five people who left the ship return, shivering from the cold. They're given hot drinks and warm blankets. The blonde prince keeps glancing at the only female on the ship. He turns to his squire, Brandon.
"Who is that?" He whispers low enough for only them to hear.
He shrugs. "I don't know. Helia said she's from Zenith. She's goes by Veronica, but he doesn't trust her" he informs in the same manner. Sky nods and glances at her every now and again, curious about this Veronica.