Man this chapter is really long, but I managed to get it out this month, so that's good! Hopefully the next chapter will be shorter, it will be first person perspective. By the way, I will slowly only make this a first person perspective story. Anyway, enjoy the chapter!
[3rd person limited, Genevieve]
It's true Genevieve had her doubts about Wizard city; was it was safe for them or not? She felt safer back in her old life, which she could happily continue. Of course, she knew her sister wasn't the same. Back at home, her sister was an oddball, so much so she was bullied because of it. There was also the fact that Genevieve had to share her friends with Emily, for Emily couldn't make any by herself. Back in the old school, Genevieve had to always stick up for her, for she never got a break from the torment. Here, it was a different story. There was a chance they could learn magic, which was exciting, but also dangerous. Genevieve saw that Emily didn't care about that. Emily was willing to face the danger, and have an adventure, and jump off to a new place without hesitation. Genevieve realized that the biggest thing that Emily feared was probably not what this world had to offer, but what their old world did. Genevieve knew Emily wouldn't be so willing to come back with her, so she was going to stay and learn magic. Genevieve did not want anything happening to her sister without her by her side. Other than that, how would it be fair if Emily knew magic and she didn't? That settled her decision.
Genevieve was comforted knowing Emily would have her back out there, after learning she could be easily taken down. Genevieve hoped Emily knew that Genevieve had her back as well.
They had appeared in the headmaster's office. Genevieve didn't know what she was supposed to expect. With all the magic and wizards running through her head, she might have been expecting an office like Dumbledore's; of course she was also thinking about her world, so she might have been expecting an office like a normal principal's office, except with magic. What Genevieve had got was closer to her second guess, except it was also like the first. It was like a study…with magic. There were piles of books everywhere and a desk in the center of the room, this room had red walls and black and white tiles on the floor. There was a crystal ball next to the headmaster. He was talking to a bunch of other students.
"I guess we need to talk to him if we're going to get enrolled," said Emily.
"He seems busy," said Genevieve.
"Why else would he summon us here if we're not supposed to talk to him?" Emily countered.
Genevieve shrugged her shoulders in defeat and went with her sister to go talk to the headmaster. When they approached him, he noticed.
"Excuse me for a moment," he said to a boy he was talking to. "Welcome to wizard city, girls. Things are not normally this hectic. There's a problem on Unicorn Way that absolutely must be dealt with before we can get you two enrolled." So that's why everyone was there. It must have been serious if they had to put off enrollment.
"I have an idea!" exclaimed the headmaster. "Perhaps, if it wouldn't be too much trouble, you two might take a look? You may be able to help."
"We just got here," argued Genevieve.
"Come on, Gen," countered Emily. "It should be no problem if we work together. Besides," Emily whispered, "we took on that bad wizard's henchmen."
"This is different now," Genevieve whispered angrily. "I could be pummeled to a pulp out there; you could be too!"
"Yeah, but that was dragons. It might be something else this time; we might be able to handle it."
"Might," Genevieve stressed.
"Come on, Gen," Emily urged.
"Fine," Genevieve gave in, and Emily smiled. "We'll take a look."
"Remember our promise," Genevieve whispered to Emily. Emily nodded.
"Good," said Ambrose. "This will also help you see more of Wizard city."
"That will be exciting," said Emily eagerly.
"I don't know," said Genevieve. "Unicorn Way sounds like a place where there is a lot of happiness, if you know what I mean."
"It's a favorite place to visit for the school of life magic," explained Ambrose.
"Shouldn't be too bad then," said Emily. "After all, fire and storm make life." The headmaster nodded and reached inside his cloak pulling out a letter with an ornate wax seal. He handed it to the Genevieve.
"Please deliver this letter to Private Stillson at the Unicorn Way gate. He will let you through."
"Why aren't they letting anyone through?" questioned Genevieve.
"The problem's probably pretty big," suggested Emily.
"It is," said the Headmaster. "You should go."
"How will we find it if we've never been here before?" questioned Genevieve.
"Your wands can show you the way," said the headmaster. Emily put a hand on her shoulder, and Genevieve looked at her.
"We should go," said Emily. They headed out the door. After they were outside, their wands started to glow.
"What's this mean?" asked Emily.
"I don't know," said Genevieve. "Let's give them a wave and find out."
The girls hesitantly waved their wands, wondering what would happen. A small image appeared before them which resembled a stork man.
"Hello young wizards," said the man. "I have recently acquired the information that you are new students at the school. Let me introduce myself, I am Mister Lincoln, the registrar of Wizard City. I will provide you with useful information that will help you during your stay here and in your studies."
"Thank you, Mister Lincoln," said Genevieve. At this point, nothing could surprise her, not even that.
"I apologize for the interruption in your travels, but I wanted to bring something important to your attention."
"No trouble at all," said Emily, "proceed."
"If you ever have any questions about magic or the world around you, I've included some reference material in your spell book."
"Cool," said Genevieve. Mr. Lincoln continued explaining.
"Just simply open your spell book and look over the help pages. They contain loads of valuable information."
"Thank you," said Emily. With that, the image disappeared.
"Okay," said Emily. "Let's see what some of this info is." Emily got out her spell book and tapped it with her wand, making it enlarge.
"Emily, aren't we in a hurry," said Genevieve.
"No, we can spare some time." Emily flipped through her pages until she found a tab with a question mark on it. "This is probably it." So, Emily flipped to the help pages.
"Check this out, Gen. The more experienced we are with magic, the more people will think we are responsible enough to do things around here."
"Like what," said Genevieve.
"Hmm," said Emily as she scanned the page. "At level three, we can learn crafting if we want. From the picture, I think it's like potions."
"There's also a gear, like building things, and I don't think I can do that."
"Aren't storm students supposed to be inventive?" Genevieve shrugged her shoulders.
"Meh," was all she uttered.
"I guess we could try it," said Emily.
"What else is there," asked Genevieve.
"Well," continued Emily. "At level five they'll let us get pets." They did see someone with a fish like thing, and someone riding on a lion. The picture showed a pig with wings.
"They must have weird pets here; I wonder if there'll be any we'll like."
"Well, if not, we just won't get pets. We didn't have any at home."
"What else is there?"
"At level seven we can learn how to fish." Genevieve never had the patience or the heart to fish back at home.
"Maybe not."
"It could be fun," Emily protested.
"Okay maybe," Genevieve huffed. "What's next?"
"At level ten we can enter Wizard vs Wizard tournaments."
"No thanks, not very competitive," said Genevieve. They had played floor hockey before, but that was short lived. They always felt crushed whenever they competed.
"So, maybe not tournaments," said Emily. "But at level twelve we can learn how to garden." Genevieve knew they never had fun doing that.
"Sounds boring," said Genevieve.
"There's magic here, it could be different."
"Okay, we might try it. What else is there?"
"The last thing is buying castles at level fifteen."
"Why would we want to buy a castle, they're very roomy?"
"You never know," said Emily. "I guess the dorms can get crowded."
"I doubt we will get one," said Genevieve. "Now that we're done looking at help pages, maybe we should head to unicorn way." Emily closed her book, tapped it with her wand, shrinking it, and placed it back in her bag. Emily stuck out her wand.
"Okay, wand…Unicorn way!" Nothing happened. Emily tried again. "We…don't know where it is." Genevieve tried her wand. She waved it around.
"Come on, wands, show where Unicorn way is." Genevieve's wand started to glow again, but this time, the stars flew off her wand and landed on the ground. There was a flash, and an arrow had appeared by their feet. Genevieve moved a little forward, and the arrow moved with her.
"That's amazing!" exclaimed Emily. "I want to try!"
"We only need one guide," said Genevieve.
"I want to see if I can do it." Emily waved her wand and said, "Wand, show me the way to Private Stilson." Emily's wand glowed and Emily got excited. "Gen," she cried. "There is an arrow in my wand that shows me how many steps we need to take and what direction we need to go to get to Private Stilson." Emily showed Genevieve her wand, and indeed there was an arrow in there that pointed the direction they needed to go and the number of steps they needed to take, which was one hundred and twelve. Emily was grinning. "Mine's more accurate than yours."
Genevieve glared at her.
"Come on, who can't follow a giant arrow on the ground."
"Exactly," said Emily. Genevieve glared at her again. "I'm not saying you're stupid, Gen. I'm just saying mine's less flashy; less of an eye sore." Genevieve glared at her again. Emily didn't know what to say some times.
"We'll follow both of them," compromised Genevieve. They followed the arrows until they made it to a barred gateway with a guard in front, who they assumed was Private Stilson.
"These wands are amazing," stated Emily.
"Couldn't agree more with you," said Genevieve. They approached Private Stilson.
"Can we enter please," said Emily. "We need to check things out."
"None shall pass!" exclaimed Stilson. "Unicorn Way is off limits. There are ghosts everywhere!"
"G-ghosts," Emily stammered. Emily had always been freaked out by ghosts and anything that reminded her that people can die. Meanwhile, Genevieve was never so bothered by it.
"At least it's not dragons," said Genevieve, a little relieved. She pulled the letter from the headmaster out of her bag and handed it to Private Stilson, showing him the headmaster's wax seal. "The headmaster says that we should go through and take a look at the problem because we might be able to help." Stilson opened and read the letter, and then handed it back to Genevieve.
"Looks legit. I'll let you pass. You better show this to Private Connelly on Unicorn way." He went to open the gate, and as he was opening it, he said, "You know, there are some students already in there trying to solve the problem. They had no luck, and it got so bad we had to close off the street."
"It's been going on for a while?" asked Emily.
"It started a few days ago when the students started coming here from other worlds to get ready for the new school year. Luckily, classes don't start until tomorrow; otherwise this would be interfering with their school schedule." Genevieve figured the school schedule here must have been a little different than theirs, because for them, school didn't start for a few more days. To think they showed up the day before school even started. The gate was then open.
"Here you go, say hello to Private Connelly for me."
"Let's go!" Genevieve ran toward the open gate. She turned back and saw her sister hadn't moved. "Why aren't you coming?"
"There are g-ghosts through that tunnel." Genevieve gave an exasperated sigh. She was the one who wanted to be here, and now she's scared because of her ridiculous fear.
"Em, the best way to beat something you're afraid of, is to picture yourself not afraid of it. Not all ghosts are bad."
"These ones are if they have to solve the problem."
"Listen, ghosts are no sweat, should be a piece of cake, trust me." Emily hesitated but then replied, "I do."
"Then let's go; those ghosts aren't going to beat themselves." They ran down the tunnel together to Unicorn Way.
When they made it out of the opposite end of the tunnel, Emily was relieved.
"Phew, no ghosts so far," she said. They looked at their wands and saw they were glowing again. Emily waved her wand first, and a small image of a unicorn man came out.
"They don't call this Unicorn Way for nothing," said Genevieve.
"Who knew they'd be so buff," said Emily. The Unicorn man spoke.
"I am the Duelmaster," the Unicorn man said in a Spanish accent.
"Who knew they'd be Spanish," said Genevieve.
"If you would like to learn more about Wizard vs Wizard duels, find me outside the Arena on Unicorn way." They looked around for an arena. Emily spotted something.
"I see him over there, and he's dressed up all nice with a fencing sword." Indeed, there was a Unicorn man in their line of vision dressed up in a nice suit, with a cape and a fencing sword, wearing a big debonair smile. He was looking at the girls; he had obviously just sent the message to them.
"Let's check our other message," said Genevieve. She waved her wand and a small image of a blue fairy appeared.
"The Fairy godmother?" questioned Emily. "Or is it the blue fairy?" The fairy spoke.
"I am Professor Greyrose."
"You're one of our new Professors?" asked Genevieve.
"Yes, I am the professor for the school of Ice."
"Oh," said Emily. "Why are you contacting us?"
"I heard you two were new students here, and that Merle has sent you to investigate Unicorn way.
"Yes, that's true," said Genevieve.
"You should know that this area has monsters in it that are likely to attack you."
"See Gen," said Emily. "The ghosts attack people!"
"We know about the monsters already," said Genevieve.
"Well you should know that if you want to safely traverse any area, stick to the sidewalks, for they are safe. The sidewalk will always be the one place monsters can't go. Different reasons for different streets and different monsters."
"Really," Emily said, intrigued. "What's the case here?"
"For Unicorn Way, the edges of the sidewalks are enchanted by Unicorn horn, so beings of evil and the undead cannot cross."
"That's nice to know," said Genevieve.
"Take care, dears," said the fairy, before the image disappeared. Genevieve turned to her sister.
"Okay," said Emily. "How about I go see what the Duelmaster wants to tell us, and you can go handle the ghosts." Genevieve could not believe how cowardly her sister was acting.
"Where'd the bravery go?"
"I'm not backing out of this because of fear! I just think it's better if we multitask."
"Yeah right, we weren't even going to participate in those things."
"I still think we should check it out in case we change our minds. This is a new place, who knows what we'll want to do?" Emily didn't sound scared when she was saying that. That was enough for her sister to believe. "I'll fill you in on what the Duelmaster says."
"I'll fill you in on the ghosts." With that they went their separate ways for the first time in Wizard City. Genevieve went to Private Connelly. He asked what she was doing there, and she showed him the letter.
"Ah, a letter from the headmaster! You're very brave to bring this to me." Genevieve was annoyed to think that she and her sister were only brave in certain situations. He continued by saying, "Be careful going down Unicorn way. The street is dangerous. I've seen wizards like you go down that way and never come back. Beware!" That was creepy to think about. Maybe Emily had a real reason to be afraid, but how can ghosts be that dangerous? Genevieve felt that she was about to enter a whole new level. Private Connelly wasn't done.
"Your arrival is a blessing! We need help fending off the ghosts in Unicorn way. Some dark forces have risen and we don't have enough guards to stop them!"
"So you called in some students to risk their lives fending off the ghosts," Genevieve asked sarcastically.
"Hey, we feel guilty enough as it is. We just asked for their help and they volunteered, but they still weren't enough for the ghosts, there was too many for them! Why do you think we closed the gate? It was to keep other students from endangering themselves!" Genevieve was really confused.
"Yet, you think I can make a difference?"
"You and your sister, wherever she is," Now Private Connelly was lost.
"Oh, she's doing another thing at the moment. Just answer this for me, how are ghosts dangerous?"
"You don't think that…Ha! You'd be surprised of how dangerous ghosts can be."
"Yeah, but they're dead; they shouldn't be able to do anything to anybody."
"Yet, they have been. Please help us, we'd be honored if you would use your powers and chase away lost souls for us!"
"I'm really confused here, Private Connelly. You say these ghosts are really dangerous, so dangerous that they're taking down students, but you just want me to chase them away?"
"Please, help us." He was down on his hands and knees.
"Of course, it makes sense that you can't kill a ghost again, you can only dispel it."
"Please, I'm begging you!"
"Relax Connelly, I'll do it. I was going to anyway, I was just muttering to myself."
"Thank you," he said getting off the ground.
"How many have you managed to drive away?"
"It doesn't matter, for all the ones we drive away, more come back"
"Is it like a hydra's head?"
"No, it's like a never ending supply."
"Oh, they just keep getting replaced. Okay, so we'll just keep hitting them."
"We're getting exhausted."
"They can't leave the road, right?"
"Correct, but we're afraid someone will help them find a way across. They might get through our lines and get passed us. All the roads are connected."
"Someone's behind all this?" Genevieve wondered who; it probably wasn't Malistere. It seemed petty for someone like him.
"We don't know for sure, for now all we know is that there are ghosts, which is odd, because this is a place of life magic, so there shouldn't be ghosts here."
"If I can't wipe them out, what exactly do you want me to do?"
"If you chase off some ghosts, we should be able to catch up."
"So you're saying you want me to make this easier for you?"
"Pretty much so," said Connelly.
"Okay, I'll clear a section of the street for you."
"Thank you very much." Genevieve, with her wand in hand, ran through Unicorn Park down to the Unicorn Way Street. She had gotten a message on her wand again. She waved it in frustration. An image of the headmaster appeared.
"Grand central station, how may I help you?" said Genevieve sarcastically.
"I just wanted to say another way to find your way around is a map you have in your spell book. It is enchanted to show the expanse of area you are traveling in." The image disappeared.
"That was short," said Genevieve; "Must have been just a message." She continued to the street and saw the lost souls. To be truthful, Genevieve did not find them that frightening. It wasn't like they were that gory, they were just cloaked so you couldn't see their face; also it wasn't like they seemed to be capable of anything frightening. It wasn't like they made things cold and could suck out your soul like a dementor, they were just roaming around. Genevieve smiled, for her task seemed pretty simple. She ran onto the street. She wondered if she could just blast the ghosts away, but as she confronted one, a duel circle had appeared.
"Oh, so it's going to be like this, huh," Genevieve reasoned. It was her strike first. She pulled a card from her deck. It was a minor lightning strike; Genevieve hoped it would get the job done. She threw it forward and made a symbol of a storm cloud with her wand, and that was it. The symbol and card intertwined, and from the sky came a bolt of lightning that struck the ghost. The ghost was still there, but it had a little bit left. The ghost moved its arms and made a symbol of a snowflake.
"Ghosts can do magic!" cried Genevieve as an ice beetle appeared and rammed into her, leaving her feeling cold. Genevieve drew another minor lightning strike card, made a symbol of a thunder cloud with her wand, and continued to hug herself. The strike did the trick, for as it hit the ghost, it was dispelled.
Genevieve continued on to fight more ghosts. When she went to find another ghost she ran into red light that was floating around. It flew into her and she felt better; she couldn't explain that, but she decided to take it. She ran into another ghost, having another duel. She struck first, deciding to use a Thunder Snake that time. She threw the card forward, made a magic symbol of a thundercloud in front of her, and said "Serpens Tonitrui." When she was finished, she cried, "Thunder Snake!" A snake appeared before her and breathed lightning at the ghost. That was enough to dispel it instantly. She continued on to the last ghost she could find in her section of the street. She struck first, preparing to cast a thunder snake and finish it quickly, but it fizzled just as she was crying out Thunder Snake.
"What happened?" asked Genevieve, worried now. The ghost cast an ice beetle, and it spat ice at Genevieve.
"Now I'm cold, and I realize spells don't work all the time." She decided to do something simple and cast a minor lightning strike. It didn't take the ghost out, but at least it didn't fizzle. The ghost made another ice symbol, but it didn't cast a spell. Instead, it dove into the circle, coming out where Genevieve was and passing right through her.
"Th-th-that w-w-was f-f-freezing!" Genevieve didn't know if she could cast the next spell, but she had to try, for she was the only one fighting. She tried to cast another Thunder Snake, for she was in trouble. Surprisingly, it worked. The Thunder snake took out the ghost, shooting lightning from its tail, and the ghost was dispelled.
She made her way to the sidewalk, shivering, and saw her wand was glowing.
"W-wh-what i-is i-it th-th-this t-time," said Genevieve, annoyed and cold. She waved her wand and an image of a tree's face came through.
"H-how d-did a tr-tree s-send m-me a m-message?"
"It's better if you don't ask," said the tree. "I barely remember myself." The tree must have been very old, so Genevieve decided to listen.
"I am Bartelby; the grandfather tree." So, he was old. "You might be noticing small lights floating around." Genevieve nodded. "These are wisps. The red wisps will restore a bit of your health if you catch one. The blue wisps will restore will restore a bit of your mana if you catch them." The image disappeared. That was helpful information; it explained why Genevieve felt better after absorbing that red wisp. So, Genevieve figured if she was going to feel better, she was going to need more of those wisps. She pulled out the red crystal ball from her belt and saw it only had a third of liquid in it. She looked around and saw that there were two red wisps on her section of street. She absorbed them, having her crystal ball fill back up, and no longer feeling cold. She put away her red crystal ball after checking to see if it was full and returned to Private Connelly where she found her sister waiting.
"So Em," said Genevieve. "What did the Duelmaster have to say?"
"He had a really long name; all I remember is that his name is Diego. He said that we might not be able to compete in dueling tournaments just yet, but we can practice for them and compete in ranked duels, which will affect our rating in duels and go on the leaderboard, which is different every season of dueling, known as an age, and the length of those isn't planned."
"Anything else?"
"Oh, in ranked duels you can get arena tickets which you can redeem for prizes from anyone outside the arena."
"Okay, still doesn't sound interesting."
"Who knows, we might want to learn something from him. Most spells do involve dueling."
"Sure, but now I have to fill Private Connelly in about the ghosts I cleared."
"How'd it go?" asked Private Connelly, who was right there.
"I cleared the front section of the street for you, like I said."
"That's turned the tide for us! We'll follow your lead and get back to work. If only we knew what was causing this spread of the Undead."
"They don't know why all the ghosts are here?" questioned Emily.
"No Emily, they actually do know the reason and are just trying to test out their skills as guards," said Genevieve sarcastically. "Of course they don't know the reason! Otherwise, the problem would have been solved by now."
"You two should talk to Ceren Nightchant and see if he could use any help. He's the student in charge of solving a fairy problem here."
"Ghosts I can understand," said Emily. "But as for fairies, how are they dangerous?" Genevieve actually knew the answer to that question, for she looked up the folklore on fairies back at home and knew they could be quite dangerous.
"Let's just go and talk to Ceren," suggested Genevieve as she pulled her sister away from Private Connelly.
"Where is this Ceren Nightchant guy, anyway? It would have been nice if he would have told us where he was."
"Excuse me," said a boy who had a green hooded cloak and had a staff with leaves on it. "Are you looking for Ceren Nightchant?"
"Yeah," said Genevieve. "I helped Private Connelly with his ghost problem, so he suggested we help out Ceren Nightchant with his fairy problem. Do you know where he is?"
"Yes, in fact, you're talking to him right now." Both the girls' eyes popped open.
"We should have known this was Ceren," said Emily. "We haven't seen anybody else on the street so far."
"Greetings," said Ceren.
"Hello," said Genevieve.
"Hi," said Emily. "I'm Emily and this is my twin sister Genevieve, yet its okay if you just want to call her Gen." Genevieve was irked by that. It's true her name was a mouthful, but it was the same amount of syllables as Emily's name; yet, whenever Emily introduces her to people she tells them it's okay to use the short form. She didn't go around telling people it was okay to call her sister "Em," so what gives?
"Nice to meet the both of you," said Ceren. "What are you doing on Unicorn Way in this time of crisis?"
"The headmaster sent us to help the people tackling the problems here," explained Genevieve. "He seems to be impressed with our skill and thought we could make a difference here."
"You made the ghosts less of a problem," reasoned Emily.
"That's nice," said Ceren. "Professor Wu sent me here to see if the rumors about the fairies are true."
"So, you're just checking if the fairies are a problem?" asked Genevieve.
"I would be," said Ceren. "Of course, the guards aren't letting me out past Unicorn Park, they say it's too dangerous for me, but I can't see any fairies from here."
"How can you be in charge of the problem if you can't do anything about it?" asked Emily. "I say go and check anyway."
"That would just be troublesome for the guards. They are already trying to get rid of the ghosts; I'd just make things more problematic if I was out there."
"You know magic, don't you?" asked Genevieve.
"I do, but as a life student…and the undead roaming around…it's complicated."
"I thought life was a weakness to death," said Emily.
"It is, but it also works the other way around. That's why the guards told me to stay here. All the undead roaming around, it's very sudden. We don't know most of the outcomes of what might happen. The life students want to help out their street, but there isn't much anyone is letting us do."
"Can't you just stay on the sidewalks?" questioned Genevieve.
"Just because evil and the undead can't cross, doesn't mean a way can't be found around it."
"If it's so troublesome for the life students, why don't the other schools send students to help?" asked Emily.
"They did," said Ceren sadly.
"What happened?" asked Emily. Genevieve glared at her, and Emily caught the message. "Oh," said Emily sadly. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," said Ceren. "I'm pretty sure the students knew what they were getting into…at least I hope so." There was a moment of silence. That's when it sunk in for them both: people could die in these situations. Genevieve knew that more than anyone, considering her battle with Malistere's henchmen. Maybe if Emily got into a near-death situation she wouldn't be so light-hearted about this. At the same time, Genevieve took on ghosts with little issue and she and Emily are both new to magic. Maybe the students who died were just normal new-to-magic students while she and her sister are prodigies, it would explain why they were wanted so badly.
"Well, the guards let me take on the ghosts," said Genevieve.
"They are also letting us head out further into the street," said Emily.
"That's right," said Ceren. "The guards haven't stopped you from heading out there yet." An idea had seemed to be forming in Ceren's mind.
"Would you check to see if the rumors about the dark fairies in Unicorn Way are true?" asked Ceren.
"Of course we will," said Genevieve.
"Anything to help," said Emily.
"Okay," said Ceren. "Just walk down Unicorn Way and see if there are any dark fairies, but if there are dark fairies, and they attack you, you'd best know how to defend yourself."
"Don't worry yourself," said Genevieve. "We'll be fine." The girls then started to make their way to the street. That is when Emily started to see the ghosts for the first time.
"Those are the ghosts? They don't look so frightening. They don't even look that threatening."
"See," said Genevieve. "I told you so." As they continued to make their way down the street, they were stopped by an old woman.
"Oh good gracious, do you think you can help me, young wizards?"
"What is it ma'am?" asked Emily.
"My name is Olivia Dawnwillow. I was a resident on Unicorn Way before everything happened."
"What do you mean you were a resident?" asked Genevieve.
"Most of the street has already evacuated their homes."
"That's terrible," said Emily.
"Don't worry," said Genevieve. "The guards are doing everything they can, in fact they are probably doing better and the ghosts will be out in no time. You'll all be back in your homes soon enough."
"Oh, the ghosts aren't the reason everyone's evacuated."
"They're not?" questioned Genevieve.
"Oh no, it's the skeletal pirates that are the problem."
"Skeletal pirates!" said Emily. "That's worse than the ghosts!" Emily was freaked out ever since she saw snippets from that 'Pirates of the Caribbean' movie.
"The Skeletal pirates are looting all the houses on Unicorn way! They're not dangerous individually, but in numbers they can't be stopped. Please use your powers to drive them out!"
"How can they get onto the sidewalk?" asked Genevieve.
"They probably found a way across," said Emily. "Why hasn't anyone else taken care of this already?" she questioned.
"They were probably too busy with the ghosts," explained Genevieve. "Don't worry ma'am, we'll take care of it." The girls continued on their way down the street, discussing what to do.
"Okay," said Emily. "We're faced with two tasks again. We should split up and tackle them both. I'll take the fairies, and you can take the skeletons."
"Oh no," said Genevieve. "You just want to take the fairies because they're not a challenge and you're not scared of them, just like before."
"That's not true; the fairies could be a little challenging and maybe even a tiny bit scary."
"No, you're going to fight the skeletons while I look for fairies."
"But-but-but there's a lot of them, and they're skeletons!"
"Trust me, you need this; I took on a bunch of ghosts by myself, you should take on a bunch of skeletons."
"Meep-Meep-Meep," was all Emily could mutter out.
"Come on, they won't be so scary once you get to fight them," said Genevieve as she pulled her sister down the sidewalk. They turned a corner and passed the ghosts. They walked until they saw a skeleton.
"Looks there's a pirate now," said Genevieve. Meanwhile, Emily looked like she was trying to decide if she was scared of them or not. "Go on and fight them." Emily confronted the skeleton and they went into a duel circle.
"So, it's going to be like this, is it?" said Emily. Meanwhile, Genevieve went to go find dark fairies. Genevieve ended up walking the entire street. She saw a lot of skeletal pirates roaming around, who had probably already looted most of the houses, but she didn't see any fairies.
'Maybe the rumors are false,' she thought. Just then she spotted them. Fairies with pale skin and big purple eyes; they had purple clothes and boots, pink wings, and black hair; trailing behind them was purple dust. 'Dark fairies,' thought Genevieve. 'The rumors are true. Not only that, but they're swarming the street!' Genevieve saw them flying down the street to where her sister was fighting skeletons. 'I should stop them from coming any farther, at least for now.'
Genevieve rushed towards a fairy and a duel circle appeared.
"This is understandable," said Genevieve. Genevieve cast a lightning strike, and it only seemed to lay a dent in the fairy. The fairy tried casting a fire spell, but it fizzled. Genevieve then tried casting a Thunder snake and that fizzled as well. The fairy then threw out a beige card, made a symbol of scales, and shouted in high pitch voice, "Scarab!" The circle filled with sand, a scarab with a symbol of scales on its back appeared. It ran up and rammed Genevieve.
"Oh, so you can talk," said Genevieve.
"Why would I talk to the likes of you," said dark fairy.
"Good point," said Genevieve. "I mean, you are about to be defeated." Genevieve cast a Thunder Snake. It breathed lightning on the fairy, and the fairy exploded into dark dust. Genevieve ran down the street to obtain a wisp before she battled again; once that was done, she went to go find another fairy.
"That's right," said Genevieve as she was looking around for a fairy to attack. "I forgot to tell Emily about the wisps. What will happen if she's defeated out there?" She didn't have time to ponder that, for she had found another fairy to attack. She confronted it, a duel circle appeared, and she cast a lightning strike at the fairy. The fairy made a symbol of a flower, and cried, "Imp!" An imp appeared and played harsh sounding music that hurt Genevieve's ears. Genevieve cast another lightning strike at the fairy while saying, "Why are there so many dark fairies?" The fairy glared at her, making a flower symbol before it, screaming, "Shut up!" The fairy was released from her circle, so she could fly right into Genevieve, kicking her in the chest and laughing while doing so. Genevieve cast a Thunder Snake at the fairy. It shot lightning from its tail, causing the fairy to explode into dust. She turned to look at the other fairies in the street, and they flew away at her gaze. 'That should keep them away for now,' she thought. 'Better go meet up with Emily and see how she's handling the skeletons.' Her sister was actually closer than she thought. As she came into the turnaround, she saw her sister fighting a skeleton, and she was just finishing the fight as she cast a fire cat at the skeleton and it crumbled into bones. Genevieve ran to meet her sister on the sidewalk.
"Hey Em, you're alright! How'd the skeleton fighting go?"
"Pretty good, I cleared two sections of the street; it shouldn't be so bad now."
"You cleared two sections! How?"
"I'm not that weak," grumbled Emily.
"No, I mean, why aren't you exhausted?"
"Oh, well, you see I found these red lights floating around the street, and I found out that if you catch them, they restore a portion of your health before they disappear. I also caught a blue one, and I found out those restore your mana." Emily sure was smart; she figured it all out on her own.
"Did you find dark fairies?"
"Oh, yeah I did." Genevieve was zoned out for a moment. "I found out there are not only dark fairies, but they're swarming the street."
"That's terrible! We should go tell Ceren. I should also go tell Ms. Dawnwillow that I drove some Skeletons away." As they made their way back, Emily informed Genevieve that she also found out about obtaining clothes and that she got a cloak to protect her from life magic that could hurt her.
"A tiny ball of light came from where the skeleton crumbled and flew into my bag. I ran to the sidewalk to investigate. I opened my bag and all I found was my spell book. I pulled it out, enlarged it, and opened it. It opened to a page that showed me wearing a green outfit. The description said that it was a sturdy coat that would weaken the effects of life magic cast on me. When I placed my hand on the picture of me wearing the outfit I found that I could put my hand straight through the picture. I grabbed onto something, and pulled my hand out. I then saw that I had the outfit in my hand. It feels nice, this being a way to hold clothes, and useful. Anyways, I put the outfit back in my book, closed it, shrank it back down, and put it back in my bag."
Genevieve also thought this was very useful, for the dark fairies mostly used life magic. If you believe in fate this probably meant Emily was supposed to help with the fairy problem.
When they made it back to Ms. Dawnwillow, Emily approached her.
"Ms. Dawnwillow, I cleared two sections of street containing skeletal pirates, it should be safe to return to your home now."
"What about all the things that were taken from the homes, did you retrieve them?"
"Well, no, but I'm pretty sure once this is all over we'll find out where the pirates stashed everyone's things and they can be returned to them. Things will return to normal after we fix everything."
"Oh, bless you, child. We owe you a debt of gratitude."
"Oh, it was nothing really."
"Told ya," said Genevieve. "Now we should go talk to Ceren about what I saw."
"Wait," said Ms. Dawnwillow. "I want you to have this," she said holding out a ring to Emily. "It's a flawed opal ring; it will make you a little stronger when you fight monsters." Emily took it and looked it over.
"I'm sorry, but I don't need it. I don't wear rings anyway."
"Can I have it," asked Genevieve.
"Sure, if you want." Genevieve took the ring and slipped it on, and she felt a little stronger. It's what she needed more than her sister, besides; she was one for jewelry more than her as well. After that, they ran into Unicorn Park to tell Ceren what Genevieve saw.
"Emily, Genevieve, did you find any dark fairies?"
"She did," said Emily, pointing at Genevieve.
"Unicorn Way is swarming with evil fairies," said Genevieve.
"Unicorn Way is swarming with evil Fairies? They have been corrupted just as I feared," said Ceren in worry.
"I fought a couple of them to keep them from getting too close to the edge of Unicorn Way."
"If they have been corrupted, then there must be a way to change them back right," said Emily. "Gen, did they turn good again after you defeated them?"
"Sadly no," said Genevieve, realizing of what she did to once innocent things. "After I defeated them they exploded into dark fairy dust."
"You couldn't even change them back by defeating them? That's really bad!"
"Yeah," said Emily, shocked. "Once they're evil, they're evil for good, if that makes any sense."
"Apparently, evil forces are at work here in Wizard City. Some dark element has emerged despite Ambrose's attempts to keep us safe. Thank you for letting me know. I must alert the others!"
"What others?" asked Genevieve. "We hadn't seen anybody here yet."
"I'm talking about the other life students. They left when things got out of hand here, and instead set up a base in Ravenwood. I'm supposed to contact them if anything changes here." Ceren banged his staff on the ground. A green light emerged and disappeared into the air.
"So that's how a message is sent," said Emily. "I've been wondering how that works. Do you just think about whom you want to send it to and it goes to them? What about if you're just sending a message? Do you just say what you want and then it goes there? What happens if they receive the message?" Just then an image of girl in green robes, a green hat and who was holding green feathered staff appeared in front of Ceren.
"I'm guessing that," said Genevieve.
"Hey Ceren, what's happening on Unicorn Way?"
"Turns out the rumors are true about the dark fairies in Unicorn Way. In fact, there are so many that they are starting to swarm. What's worse is they can't be changed back by defeating them; they're stuck like that!"
"Oh no," said the girl. "The fairies were always the best part of Unicorn Way. Will it ever be the same again?"
"I don't know Sabrina, but things might get better, I have a storm and a fire student here helping me. They haven't had any problems so far, they might be able to help us fix things, and then Unicorn Way will return to how it used to be." The girls blushed.
"Who are they?"
"Emily is the name of the fire student, and Genevieve is the storm student."
"I hope we'll get to meet them. Good luck with the fairies, Ceren. We'll tell Professor Wu about what happened."
"Take care, Sabrina." Ceren banged his staff again, and Sabrina disappeared. As she disappeared, two lights appeared and went into the girls' bags. They would check what they were later.
"That was nice of you to say," said Emily.
"What, we are all grateful for what you're doing for us. You're helping us get our street back."
"Well, you're welcome."
"What exactly are we going to do?" said Genevieve. "The fairies are being corrupted by who-knows-what, and we don't know how to stop it."
"You're right, Genevieve! My friends always tell me I never leave well enough alone. But this time something foul is afoot, I'm sure of it!"
"Your friends seemed to be agreeing with you a moment ago," said Genevieve.
"I have other friends besides the life students. They think the guards can handle everything, but they don't know about the fairies, and if they do they think the problem can solve itself."
"But they're wrong," said Emily. "The problem's not solving itself, it's just getting worse. You think the dark fairies might become a real problem for Wizard City if they get out far enough? It's possible; I mean who knows what those fairies are capable of?"
"Didn't you say you thought fairies weren't a threat?" asked Genevieve.
"I meant actual fairies, these ones are evil." They turned to face Ceren.
"You two can help me get to the bottom of this, right?" he asked.
"Of course, Ceren," said Genevieve.
"You know us," said Emily. Genevieve internally chuckled, because they just met Ceren today.
"Great," said Ceren. "Do you know of Lady Oriel, the Seraph?" They shook their heads. "Well, she might understand what happened to the Fairies. If we want some answers you should speak with her in the Hedge Maze at the end of Unicorn Way."
"Just what we need," said Genevieve sarcastically. "A maze; that shouldn't make things harder."
"Will our wands work in the maze?" asked Emily.
"I don't think you need them," said Ceren. "Lady Oriel probably wouldn't be hiding in the maze."
"We should go see her then," said Genevieve.
"Wait, look," Emily pointed out. Private Connelly was waving them down.
"Girls," he called. They went over to talk to him. "You got a minute?" They nodded. "I'm worried. I haven't seen my friend Private O'Ryan, in a while."
"Private O'Ryan," said Genevieve. "Where have I heard that name before?" Emily shrugged.
"He's a well-known guard," said Private Connelly. "We both grew up here, you see, and he just wanted to make sure the Skeletal Pirates hadn't gotten into his old house. He could be trapped in the house, but I can't leave my post. Please, can you find him and bring him back to safety?" Genevieve could see how much he cared about O'Ryan, she felt sympathy for him.
"We can do that," said Genevieve.
"Thank you so much," said Private Connelly.
"What about talking to Lady Oriel about the fairies?" questioned Emily.
"We can do that later, we have to help O'Ryan first. If you want, Em, you could go talk to Lady Oriel without me."
"Oh no," said Emily. "I can tell you want to meet her as much as I do, besides, O'Ryan's house is probably on the path to the hedge maze, so we can help him first."
"Thank you again," said Private Connelly.
"Don't mention it," said Genevieve. "Now let's go," she said to Emily.
Emily used her wand to give them a guide to Private O'Ryan's house, and then they followed it down Unicorn Way until they made it to his house, almost running into some evil fairies on the way. When they made it inside his house, they found that he had a spear pointed at the doorway. They raised their hands in surrender, and he lowered his spear.
"Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes?" They explained to him that Private Connelly sent them because of his worry for his comrade and how he wanted to make sure he wasn't trapped, and if he was to get him out to safety.
"It's good to be back in my old house now that I've cleared it of Skeletal Pirates. Unfortunately, now there are too many outside. I'm stuck."
"Well," said Emily. "I've defeated Skeletal Pirates before, I can do it again."
"And this time, I will help you," said Genevieve.
"If you can defeat enough of those Skeletal Pirates, I can make a run for it. You'd be a life saver."
"Aw shucks," said Emily. "This is nothing."
"Let's go destroy some pirates, Em," said Genevieve enthusiastically. They headed outside to clear some more pirates.
They decided that they would each take on a section of the street. Genevieve took down skeletons with only her lightning blasts while the Skeletal Pirates kept throwing scarabs at her and even a few bats, which she did not know the name of but their bite still hurt a lot. She met up with her sister afterwards.
"Wow," said Emily. "There are a lot less skeletons now. Think Private O'Ryan can make a run for it?"
"Let's hope so," said Genevieve. They went inside to tell Private O'Ryan the good news.
"Thanks for clearing the way, girls. I should be able to make it back all right."
"Stay safe," said Emily. "There are still some Skeletons out there. Now we should get back to Private Connelly."
"Thanks for checking on me, tell Private Connelly I'm doing well."
"We will," said Genevieve. "Take care."
They ran back down Unicorn Way, back to Private Connelly. They found a chest on the way back, in it was eight gold coins that turned into lights and went inside their bags.
"I guess we keep our money in their too," said Emily.
When they got back they told him that Private O'Ryan was alright and should be back soon.
"Glad to hear O'Ryan is doing well." Some lights appeared and went into the girls' bags. The girls had to check that out later as well. "Say, can you check up on someone else for me?"
"Sure, who are they?" said Genevieve.
"Her name is Dorothy Gale," said Private Connelly.
"Dorothy Gale," repeated Emily. "Why does that name sound familiar?"
"Well, the only Dorothy we know of is the one that went to Oz," said Genevieve.
"Well that's her," said Private Connelly.
"The Dorothy," said both the girls.
"The one that slayed the wicked witch of the west?" asked Emily. Private Connelly nodded
"She's quite well known for that, but she wishes that everyone will just forget about that so people don't have to turn heads wherever she goes. She's quite fond of her new life here, in fact she's going to your school here as a student of balance magic."
"So I'm guessing it'd be better if we didn't mention that stuff to her about her old life?" questioned Genevieve.
"Yeah probably," said Private Connelly. "Anyway, I usually see Dorothy out shopping by now, but I fear she's too afraid to leave home. So, could you see if she's alright?"
"Sure," said Emily.
"Good," said Private Connelly. "She's just down the road a bit and she usually leaves her lights on. She doesn't like all the Lost Souls roaming around. Can't say that I blame her." So, using Emily's wand, they got an arrow guide directing them to where Dorothy lived. They were bustling with excitement with the fact that they were going to be meeting Dorothy.
"Who knew Dorothy would end up being a wizard?" said Genevieve.
"Glinda did say she had magic inside of her, this is probably what she meant," said Emily. They ran into a chest that had fourteen pieces of gold inside it, and Genevieve caught some blue wisps to regain her mana. They eventually found the house with the lights on being in the turn-around.
They had to contain their excitement as they entered the house. When they did enter, they saw that she was wearing a beige outfit with red rims. It was an outfit with puffed sleeves and a cape. In her hand she had a black staff with three red rings, the top of it looking like a golden hilt of a sword with a red intertwining figure eight and red sphere resting on top. She looked so different than the Dorothy Genevieve remembered her as (except for the brown hair, of course it wasn't in pig tails).
"What are you two doing in here?" she asked in a high pitched, innocent voice.
"Hi Dorothy," said Genevieve, containing excitement. "Private Connelly was worried about you being too afraid to leave home."
"Oh hello!" said Dorothy suddenly. "You say Private Connelly was worried about me? He always does fret so. I'm alright, but I wish someone could do something about all those ghosts outside."
"Private Connelly and his guards are doing the best they can," said Emily.
"Oh," said Dorothy worriedly. "Sometimes I wish Auntie Em could join me here. I'd feel better with here around."
"You must be pretty homesick," said Genevieve.
"Well, I'm not in Kansas anymore." Genevieve saw that Emily was smiling. "Say, I was having some friends over for lunch, but they are running late. I fear for their sake with all these ghosts roaming around."
"Those ghosts are no problem, trust me," said Genevieve.
"Could you still check up on them? My two friends live on this street, down towards the park area. Look for the house with the light on in the window. You can't miss it."
"Sure thing Dorothy," said Emily. "We'll make sure your friends are alright."
"Thank you," said Dorothy. They headed out the door, figuring they had enough directions to lead them to Dorothy's friends' house. As they were getting there, Emily brought up a valid point.
"If Dorothy's real, then how many more fictional characters are real as well?"
"I don't know Em; maybe we're fictional."
"Hey, I see it; the house with the lights on!" Indeed, there was the house with the lights on. They ran around the edge of the turn-around and into the house. Once inside, they saw a dog man and a man made of turning cogs.
"What's with the sudden intrusion?" asked the dog man.
"Well," said Emily. "To keep things short, I'm Emily and this is my twin sister Genevieve and it's okay to call her Gen." Genevieve grunted.
"Hello Emily, Gen," said the Dog man. She grunted again. "I'm Mr. Toto, and this is my friend Tin man."
"Nice to meet you," said the Tin man. Genevieve couldn't believe it! Toto was a Dog man? The Tin man was made of cogs? It was a lot for her to take in.
"Okay Tin man, Mr. Toto," said Genevieve. "Dorothy is wondering where you are and why you are late for lunch."
"Speaking of which," said Emily. "We need to pick up something after this." She was holding her stomach, for it was growling.
"What!?" exclaimed the Tin Man. "You say that Dorothy is looking for us? We were just about to be on our way."
"Oh, I told you we should have left earlier," nagged Mr. Toto. "Now we've gone and made her worry about us."
"I'm sorry, but I cannot find my oil can. You wouldn't want me seizing up on the way there."
"Oh dear, we always go through this. Can you return to Dorothy and tell her we'll be running late as usual?"
"Sure thing, we'll do," said Emily as they headed out the door to return to Dorothy's.
"It sure is strange knowing that Toto is a Dog man and the Tin man is not made of Tin," said Genevieve.
"Yeah, it is also strange knowing that they're here as well." They made it back to Dorothy's house, and once inside they told her that her friends were fine and just running late.
"They are safe and sound? It's good to know that they are just running late. Now I don't have to worry. I always fear a wicked witch might show up and whisk them back to her castle. This land is so strange. Not like back on the farm." Genevieve did not realize what Dorothy must have been going through after her adventure in Oz, and now being her in Wizard City. It must have been a lot to take in and go through, and Genevieve felt sympathy for her.
"But I do like it here," said Dorothy, trying to cheer them up. "Headmaster Ambrose is such a nice Wizard. And my new friends are nice too. I'd say that in all, this place is as fun as a barrel of flying monkeys!" Genevieve did not know how to take that, good or bad? Must have been something Dorothy usually said.
"Well, we have to go get our own lunch now," said Genevieve
"Maybe we can have lunch with her," suggested Emily.
"No," said Genevieve. "We need to get back to Private Connelly and tell him Dorothy's alright; if we're gone for too long he'll worry."
"Alright, nice meeting you," said Dorothy. "Would you say hello to Private Connelly for me?"
"We will," said Emily. On their way back, they had found another chest with fourteen gold coins in it, and Genevieve had refilled the rest of her magical energy by catching a blue wisp. They made it back to Private Connelly alright, and told him that Dorothy was fine.
"Glad to hear Dorothy is doing well!" Some lights appeared and went into their bags.
"Okay," said Genevieve. "Now that that's done we can get something to eat."
"Question is," said Emily. "Where will we get it?" Emily grabbed her stomach again, as it growled again. Genevieve looked around, there weren't much places to get a lunch in Unicorn Way.
"Well," said Private Connelly. "Considering that you've done so much for Unicorn Way already, it'd only be fair if I shared my lunch with you."
"Thank you Private Connelly," said both the girls.
"Don't worry; we don't need much," said Emily, "just a little something to keep us going."
So, after Private Connelly got someone to cover for him while he had his lunch break, he sat down with the girls and had lunch with them. Turns out, Unicorn way residents were big fans of salads and fruits; the girls couldn't complain however, because they couldn't find anything else.
They also took the time to see what stuff they got. From helping Dorothy out, they had both gotten a pair of ruby slippers, to protect them from death magic. They also had received a hat and outfit to help protect them from the magic within their own school; so, they were not exactly invincible from it.
After they were done eating, they continued on with what Ceren wanted them to do.
"Well I feel healthy," said Genevieve.
"Now that we're filled up," said Emily. "Let's go meet the Seraph, whatever that is."
As they were leaving to head down a street, Genevieve couldn't help but notice a pile of branches that omitted a type of weird mist. Going to see Lady Oriel was more important at that moment, so she pulled her attention away. As they headed down the street they had found another chest, this time with eleven coins.
"Why do you think we keep finding these?" asked Genevieve. "They keep appearing out of nowhere and we keep finding money in them."
"Well," said Emily. "It's either where the pirates are keeping their gold, or it's like when we get new clothes and it's the spiral's way of saying thank you."
"So you think they're gifts from the universe itself?"
"Hey, I'll take what I can. Besides, who will leave that little amount of money in a chest?"
"Good point," said Genevieve. "The money does go directly to us when we open it, maybe it does belong to us."
"There you go," said Emily.
They continued down the path until they reached the end of Unicorn Way. Along the way they had seen a lot of evil fairies. They worried about how far the corruption was going to go.
The hedge maze had a grand entrance way. In the yard was a statue of a unicorn, and the entrance had double doors, unlike any other door they had been through before.
"So, Lady Oriel the Seraph lives in here?" questioned Genevieve.
"I guess so," said Emily. "All Ceren told us is this is where we will find her."
"Maybe the maze won't be that complicated," reasoned Genevieve.
"Well," said Emily. "I really want to know what a Seraph is, so I guess it doesn't even matter." With that, they entered the Hedge maze.
"The maze isn't that big or complicated," said Genevieve.
"Now we know what a Seraph is," said Emily. "At least, I think we do."
"Well, we've never seen anything like her before, so I have to guess that's what a Seraph is."
In the center of the maze, which wasn't very big or complicated, was a really tall and beautiful lady with blonde hair and blue eyes. On her head she wore a golden circlet, and in her hand she held a sword. She wore a white gown, and was being suspended in the air by a pair of angel wings on her back. The girls were awestruck with her beauty and grace.
Flying around the maze were fairies that were blonde and wore yellow clothing; trailing behind them was dust of many colors. These had to be the fairies that weren't corrupted, the good fairies.
They approached Lady Oriel slowly, taking off their hats in respect.
"Hello miss," they both said timidly.
"You must be Wizard students," said Lady Oriel, in a calm voice. They nodded. "What may be your names?" she asked politely.
"Well," said Emily, timidly. "I'm Emily, and this is my twin sister Genevieve, yet some people call her Gen." Because of you, thought Genevieve. She hid her irritation; Lady Oriel was too esteemed to start a squabble in front of her.
"It's nice to meet the both of you; what brings you here?" Genevieve was at a loss for words.
"We're here to talk…to help…corruption…fairies-"
"We're here about the corruption of the fairies," said Emily.
"Oh, praise the light! Someone has come at last! Something has been corrupting my fairies, and since you two have come in my hour of need, use these in future battles." With a wave of her sword, two golden spell cards appeared before them, each with a picture of a Seraph on them.
"What are these?" asked Genevieve. She wondered why they were golden. Lady Oriel looked confused for a moment, but then she smiled.
"You will learn soon enough," she kindly said. They slipped the cards in their bags. Genevieve had a feeling they would go directly to their spell books. "Thank you for coming at this dark time. If you are as brave as you look, I know you will help save my fairies."
"We'll try, miss," said Emily.
"I need you two to do something for me," said Lady Oriel.
"What is that miss?" asked Genevieve.
"I need you two to go out and defeat some of these evil Fairies that are swarming out there. Once you defeat them, collect the dust that they drop. With that I will be able to find out more on the Fairies' corruption."
"We can do that," said Emily confidently, but then she turned to her sister, and asked with a hint of doubt, "Am I right?"
Genevieve sighed. "Em, the Fairies are tougher than the skeletons. I only managed to take out two Fairies while you were taking out four skeletons. The only way I managed to make it through both of them was by catching wisps." Emily looked defeated, but Genevieve continued, "But if we work together, it should be no problem." Emily smiled.
"I know it is a dark task, but it must be done," said Lady Oriel.
Genevieve reflected on that. Lady Oriel was asking her to kill a couple fairies that unfortunately turned evil in order to save the rest. It must have been hard for her to ask that.
"You can count on us," they both said.
"Take care, young wizards," said Lady Oriel. With that, the girls rushed out the door, to fight their next battle and complete their next task.
How was that? I wanted to write more, but it was too long! I had to cut it off. I had longer author's notes but my computer acted funny. As for the story, don't worry about the small tidbits, I slowly will not mention them, starting with the chests (until they find a silver one). Tell me what you think of my chapter in reviews and stay tuned for the next one!