by Katie Davidson (Virtue)
(( Elora's Dream ))
In a gray fog a tall woman wearing a gray cloak with long brown hair, her bangs coloured white like Elora's, stood holding a spiraling black orb in her hands. Elora walked up to her and asked, "Who are you?"
The woman's cold dark eyes stared into Elora's, she whispered, "I am who you will be." Her eyes narrowed and the orb she held turned into a shimmering black handled dagger, she took Elora by the arm, spun her around, and forced the dagger to Elora's neck. Elora screamed. "Don't fight it. The darkness will protect you, and you will be the most powerful being in all worlds."
(( End Dream ))
Elora awoke with start. She could see the light of day out of the window, it was the break of dawn. For a second she couldn't remember where she was... then when the door opened,and Ahren came into the light, she remembered.
"I see you're awake already. Good," Ahren said, "Get dressed. Breakfast awaits, then it's time to train." He left her room and closed the door.
"God!" Elora exclaimed, running her fingers through her hair, "What's going on?" She slipped out of her bed and to her dresser, opening the drawer she saw all gray cloaks, gray pants, gray EVERY THING. She sighed and got dressed all in gray. She looked like the woman in her dream, except she wasn't a woman but a 16 year-old girl, while the woman in her dream looked at least 20 but it was she.
She stepped into the halls of the castle, feeling warmer under the cloaks she wore now than she did yesterday. Was it that the castle was warmer, or was it something with the cloaks? "Elora," she could here Ahren's dark voice echo from the bottom of the stairs, "This way please."
She walked down the many stone steps of the staircase, to the main level and into the dining room, where the stone table lay covered with many delicious and tantalizing breakfast foods - the same she would fine at Hogwarts. Ahren stood at the end of the table, a chair pulled up for Elora, and said, "Please sit."
Elora sat down and Ahren pushed the chair for Elora closer to the table. Her plate was full of warm foods. Ahren took a seat at the other end of the table, he said, "Please begin." Elora picked up her fork and knife, and began eating what was in front of her. It was even more tasteful then it looked.
After breakfast, Ahren took Elora to a large room that looked like a gym. Nothing was made of stone. The floor was waxed hardwood. A large mat stretched to both end of the gym, and there were even hopes for playing the Muggle game basketball, which Elora loved to play as a child. A small table stood in the middle of the gym, a small box lay on top of it, and there was one thing Elora would never see in a regular gym: in the center of all four walls in the gym a small dartboard was placed.
Ahren walked up the table and pulled out something from it, sort-of rectangular in shape that was wrapped in gray cloth. He waved his hand to Elora, signaling her to approach him. She walked up to him, skeptical of what was going to happen. He unraveled the cloth and in his hands he held three shimmering black handled daggers, letting the cloth fall to the floor.
"These are the Dark Art Daggers, they will be yours when you've mastered them." Ahren said.
Elora grinned, "Aren't you afraid that I'll use them against you?"
Ahren laughed, "The Dark Art Daggers are loyal to me, and until I give them to you when I think you're ready, they will obey me. Now, take one."
Elora took one of the daggers by the handle, and holding it in her hands she suddenly felt fain... images ran through her mind.
(( Dream Episode ))
Elora found herself in her dream. A man appeared in the gray fog, it was Ahren, his gray cloak flew ferociously behind him. He held out his hand to Elora saying, "Come, my daughter, he awaits us."
Elora was in the body of the woman she said was herself (A/N: confusing, neh?) and she took Ahren's hand. For a second she couldn't remember who she was - she couldn't remember her mother or father, or even Harry and all her friends at Hogwarts. All she knew was that Ahren was her father, and that she had the powers to destroy the worlds of the Muggles, Wizards, and even those of the Maze. She walked beside Ahren towards a giant stone figure of a lion. When they neared, the lion seemed to move... it wasn't stone, it was alive!
(( End Episode ))
Elora gazed at the dagger thinking, "Dark Art Dagger."
"Elora," Ahren's voice broke through her semi-trance, "Let's test what skill you have. Throw the dagger at one of the boards."
Elora's gaze shot to Ahren, "From here? I can't... they're all too far. How?" The dartboards were at least 50 feet away from her.
Ahren grinned, "Yes, from here. If you have the power inside you that I think you have, you will hit them all."
"Them ALL?" Elora shouted, "Are you crazy? I can't hit FOUR dartboards with ONE dagger?"
Ahren nodded and shouted, "Do it!"
"No!" Elora screamed, turning to walk out of the gym and whipping the dagger behind her. She heard four loud thumps, and Ahren's clapping.
"Good," Ahren said, "Very good."
Elora turned around, and to her amazement, all four dartboards had been split in half and had fallen to the ground. She stood in amazement while Ahren smiled at her, "And that was only your first try."
"I'm glad you all agreed to come here," Mr. Danen spoke to a group of men and women who sat at the table.
"Ahren, you say?" A woman wearing an orange and blue cloak said.
Mr. Danen nodded his head and replied to the woman, "Yes, Demine. He took Elora... well actually, a black dragon did, but Ahren did contact us to say that he had her."
"What do you think we can do?" asked a man in a dark blue cloak at the table, "I mean, we don't even know where he is."
Harry entered the room, "I know someone who could help."
Mr. Danen turned to Harry saying, "Harry. Come in, you're part of this too. Everyone," he turned to the group, "This is Harry Potter."
"Harry Potter? The boy who-" another man wearing a dark green and white cloak started, before Mr. Danen burst in saying, "Yes, Meguil, the same one."
"Well well," a woman wearing a pink cloak said, "It's nice to meet you, Harry. My name is Stacia. The lady across from me wearing the orange cloak is my sister Demine. To her left, wearing the dark green cloak is Meguil, and then there's Bob."
Bob, the one wearing the blue cloak, walked up and shook Harry's hand saying, "My real name is Benjamin Orion Bernard... Bob for short. It's a pleasure to meet you Harry."
"Harry," Mr. Danen said, "Who's this friend who can help us?"
"Do you know about Cecil?" Harry said, "He has the powers of all the elements now, and I'm sure he knows almost everything that goes on around here."
"I've heard of him," Demine said, "But how can we contact him?"
"Only Elora's Guard could contact him, but I think I've got an idea." Harry said, then ran out of the room yelling, "I'll be back in 20!" and ran out of the house, towards the forest where Virtue and Luno stayed.
When Harry got to the forest, Virtue stepped out of the woods, with Luno by her side, and neighed softly. "Virtue," Harry said, "Elora has been kidnapped. I need you to help my try to contact Cecil."
Virtue neighed softly again, and Cecil appeared out of the forest beside them. "Hi Harry," Cecil said, "I know."
"How?" Harry exclaimed.
Cecil stroked Virtue's mane and replied, "I am capable of knowing it all, Harry, but the one thing I don't know is where the dragon took Elora."
"Shoot, there goes that plan." Harry said, but like many other times, he talks to fast.
"Not necessarily, Harry." came a crisp deep voice from behind Harry. Harry turned, and in front of him, Luno appeared, a sparkling image of himself.
"Luno?" Harry asked, "Can you help?"
"Not this Luno, Harry." Luno said, and pointed to the small foal Elora had named Luno, "But that one, and her mother, can."
Harry took a quick glance at the two Unicorns, "How can they help?"
A twinkling, small voice rang through Harry's head, "We know more than you think." Harry turned to Virtue, the horn in the center of her forehead shone; she had talked to him. Harry couldn't believe it, he must've been dreaming.
"Harry," Luno (not the foal) said, "Virtue will fly you to Elora. Trust her."
"Fly?" Harry exclaimed, "Virtue's a UNICORN! She can't fly!"
"Trust her, Harry." Luno's voice faded as he too faded away. When Harry turned to Cecil, he had also disappeared. Virtue neighed softly.
Harry shook his head and took belief in what Luno had told him, but first he must tell the others the plan.