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The group was continuing on their journey to Newtopia, after repairing the Fwagon. Marcy and Maddie were looking over a map from inside the Fwagon. A pile of chocolate and candy was set on the table while Anne was playing cards with Sprig and Polly. The youngest Amphibian was born with a poker face, as she was impossible to read, while Sprig was shaking and grinning.

"Hmmm..." Sprig smiled, completely failing to hide the fact he had good cards.

"I fold," Anne groaned, "nothing but garbage!"

"Well, it's all mine!" Sprig laughed victoriously, and he was about to claim the pile of candy when Polly stopped him.

"Hold it, bro!" Polly gave a blank glare. "Call you!"

"Silly Polly." Sprig placed his cards down. "Two pair. Ha!"

"Full House." Polly grinned and pulled the pile towards her with a laugh, while Anne and Sprig groaned. Polly helped herself to the chocolate and hit Sprig as he attempt to grab one. "Back off!"

"Ow!" Sprig rubbed his hand.

Marcy glance over with raised eyebrow, "Anne, I don't think teaching Polly to gamble is a good idea."

"Hey, I didn't teach her."

"Wally did." Polly smirked as she popped another chocolate in her mouth.

"So, Marcy, how far until we get to Newtopia?" Sprig asked.

Marcy hummed to herself while looking over the map. "If we continue with this pace, we should get there within a week."

"A week?!" Polly groaned.

"This trip is taking forever!" Sprig moaned in frustration.

"Although they drive me crazy, I kinda miss my sisters bothering me," Maddie said sadly, and she laughed. "They're probably driving dad insane right now."

Polly sighed. "I miss messing with Wally."

"I miss the smells of the farm," Sprig added.

"The smells of fresh bread in the morning," Maddie murmured.

Anne looked around at her strange little frog family, and she had to admit, she did miss Wartwood a little. Helping Stumpy at the restaurant, making music with Wally, listening to Croaker's crazy stories, small talk with Loggle. It was funny, how this strange, smelly place found a way into her heart. "Same, dude. It's kinda like a second home to me now."

Marcy frowned a little. "Come on, guys. Sure, we're a little homesick, but this journey has been pretty fun."

"Well..." Sprig paused, "That underground room was pretty cool."

"I got to kill a giant monster!" Polly cheered. Anne laughed and rubbed Polly's head while trying to take a cookie, only to get hit by Polly. "Don't eat my winnings."

Anne rubbed her hand, "I guess this journey has been all right."


Sasha sat on top of the Fwagon with Ivy, Felicia, and Hop Pop, driving as they headed out of the forest. "All right, everyone. We're headed to the Dry Swamp."

"Here, sweetie. You'll need water to keep hydrated," Felicia advised. Ivy took the thermos and drank some of the water. Felicia looked at Sasha and handed her some, too. "Want some?"

"I'll be fine. I mean, how dry could it be?" And then immediately after, basically as soon as they entered the Dry Swamp, Sasha was sweating and shriveled up like a raisin. She felt like she was in an oven. "Give me that!" She grabbed the thermos to rehydrate herself. She almost drank the whole thing.

"Heh." Felicia smiled. "Welcome to the Dry Swamp, kids. Home of the giant frog eating Sandworms, murderous bandits, and vagabonds."

"How was I supposed to know those things were out here?!" Sasha groaned.

"Maybe you'd know if you'd ever read the classic play, Fear The Dry Swamp."

Sasha and Ivy both groaned, as Hop Pop pulled out a paper. "Great," Sasha mumbled. "No one cares about plays anymore! It's all about movies now!"

"Now, Sasha, be nice," Felicia said in a motherly warning tone, and she turned to Hop Pop. "I would like to hear it."

"Why, thank you. Ahem." Hop Pop cleared his throat. "Hark. For I am homeless. I am friendless. I am the Dry Swamp." Both Sasha and Ivy looked annoyed, Felicia clapped. "Yes... very nice, Hopediah."

"Thanks, Ms. Sundew. You know, I was this close to getting the lead part once."

"Really?" Sasha rolled her eyes, not caring.

"What happened?" Felicia asked.

"Life, I suppose," Hop Pop shrugged. "My daddy wasn't too pleased about me wanting to be actor. He told me, 'Boy, it isn't a sure thing, not a lot of people make it, or making a good living off of it. It's a one in a million shot. Hopediah, you do everything you can to get a good job, so that you don't end up homeless.'

"Maybe he was right. My Pa was born in Great Depression, he was surrounded by hundreds of homeless who were starving and dying around him, so I understand his reasons. Years later, I tried again, it was big chance, my moment. But the War broke out, found myself there. Then I had a family, raising a child alone.

"Then once a problem was finished, life throws another one at you. Then another, and another. Eventually, I had to weigh my priceless dream against a costly reality, and numbers were against me. But that's life."

Sasha was staring off, actually avoiding trying to hear Hop Pop. She was trying to keep her cool. But his actions still deeply hurt her, and he now acting all friendly.

"Frog, that's the truth," Felicia nodded. "I wanted to write about my collection of journeys I had through Amphibia. Boy, that was mistake. I was terrible at it. It's fine that we never know were our paths take us. Funny, it's just as Sundews and Planters are the original families of Wartwood."

Ivy looked up. "Do you like being a farmer? Are you upset you never lived your dream?"

"Oh, you bet I do. Nothing brings great joy like making something with your hands. I found myself living a different dream, and I'm pretty grateful for it. You'll agree with that, Miss Sundew."

"Right you are, Hopediah," Felicia smiled. "Now, don't think buttering me up will get me to tell anything about my mother." Hop Pop turned pink as Felicia laughed.

As they were driving by some grass, it started to follow them. Then a sandworm burst out of the ground and roared loudly. The group on top of the Fwagon screamed in fear. Hop Pop whipped Bessie's reigns and sped off as the Sandworm followed, and Anne poked her head out with Polly sitting on her head. "What's with the yelling?!"

"What's going on?!" They turned and saw the monster, and they ducked back inside the Fwagon.

That's when a disguised figure with a mask, robe, hat, and glasses rode on a beetle towards them. The beetle carried many other caravans behind it, their designs almost like they were part of a circus. "Hey, you! Head towards that dome! We got a caravan on the other side and this thing's spooked by numbers!" they told them.

"What?" The figure then went over the hill as a caravan came by and surrounded the Sandworm. The creature ducked into the sand and fled.

"Oh, thank you so much for the help," Hop Pop said.

"Yes, we wouldn't have made it if it wasn't for you," Felicia added

"Why are you out?" Sasha asked.

"Don't mention it. You know, you folks shouldn't really be out here on your own. Haven't you ever read Fear The Dry Swamp?" the figure asked. Sasha huffed a little at her question not being answered.

"You know that play?" Hop Pop questioned.

"Know it? I directed it!" The figure took off their mask and hat. "Renee Frodgers, the name, and managing this acting troupe is my game."

"You're the Renee Frodgers?" Felicia smiled, embarrassed. "I read all your plays. My favorite were A Latewinter Night's dream and Gamill'ton."

"An acting troupe? Here?" Hop Pop beamed with joy.

"Wow, what are the odds of this?" Ivy said.

"Why are you here in the middle of nowhere?" Sasha asked. Again, her question wasn't answered, and she glowered.

"Say, why don't you folks join our caravan? We could use the extra stage hands, and you know what they say, safety in numbers."

"We're in!" Hop Pop blurted out, before anyone else could speak.


"Welcome to our humble operations." Renee welcomed them in as she opened the door to the wagon. Hop Pop gasped at all frogs that were involved in this. They were all rehearsing for the next play, and costumes and props were being made. Renee walked up to some of the children. "Hey, Francis! Show these youngsters to the kid wagon."

"As you wish, madam," he replied, with a bow. "I am François, heir to Casa D'arncool."

The group started at the kid, confused. "He's method," Renee explained.

"He's what?" Polly asked.

Sprig scratched his head. "Huh . . ."

"Is that an illness?" Ivy looked up at her mother.

"I have a potion for fevers," Maddie chimed in, looking through her bag.

Sasha just folded her arms. "We don't speak loser."

"It means he embodies his character both on and off set," Felicia explained.

"There's no better way to embody a character," Hop Pop replied.

"Ha! Sharp as a tack," Renee smiled, making Felicia blush in embarrassment. "Hopediah, Felicia. Care to join me in my trailer? I'd love to pitch you our latest production."

"Would I?" Hop Pop then cheerfully followed Renee to her trailer, with Felicia joining him, as the rest turned their attention to Francis. "The children are free to join me, if they wish. Ha! Ha!" Francis then ran off to the kids wagon.

"Wow!" Sprig grinned. "That guy is the coolest kid I've ever met! Let's go with him!"

"You literally only know, like, five other kids," Sasha said.

"I'm in," Polly replied, despite the blond girl's comment.

"I guess it'll be fun." Ivy shrugged.

"Meh..." Maddie added, rather bored, "Why not. Dad told me to try to get out there with other kids."

"Theater is kinda like roleplaying!" Marcy said excitedly, and she turned to Sasha and Anne. "Coming, girls?"

"Absolutely not!" Anne replied with bitterness.

"Agreed," Sasha added. "Theater is for losers!"

The young amphibians stopped and looked at them, and Anne sighed "Look, we were in a school play once. It was awful. And this place is bringing back... memories. Bad memories... " She was quiet for a moment. "Anyways! I've got a complicated jigsaw puzzle with my name on it!" Anne pulled out a puzzle box. "Yes, my babies, yes."

"And I... " Sasha rolled her eyes. "Screw it. I don't have to give you a reason!"

"Mmm, ok. Bye." Sprig smiled as he and the other kids made their way to the kids wagon.


Hop Pop and Felicia followed Renee to her office. "Here we are!" Renee said as she took her seat, grabbing a poster for her play, Fear The Dry Swamp. She turned to Felicia. "What did you say your name was?"

"Ohh..." Felicia's eyes widened. "Felicia Sundew." Renee signed the poster and gave it to her, making the frog blush. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Excuse the mess. We're in the middle of casting our lead. But none of the candidates are popping, you know?"

"Well, what are you looking for?" Hop Pop asked.

"Uh, older gent. Rough around the edges, but still has a good heart. Someone like you, actually. Too bad you're not an actor."

Hop Pop cleared his throat to get Renee's attention.

"Actually, I am... an actor."

"That's true. He sometimes does frog plays in town," Felicia supported.

"Is that so? Huh, you wanna audition?"

Hop Pop nods and starts acting dramatically, "Hark. For I am homeless. I am friendless. I am..."

"Stop!" Renee raised her hand. "You're hitting me, but you're not knocking me out. Know what I mean?"

"So, that's a no, then?"

"You're not right for the part." Hop Pop looked down on the floor disappointedly as he, again, failed.

"Oh... I see."

"Super! Guess we're all done here then." Renee kicked back on her chair and flipped through some papers while Hop Pop was still frozen in despair. Felicia got up to take Hop Pop out, but she had some trouble, as he wouldn't budge.

"That was your cue to leave," the director pointed out.


Meanwhile, in the kids wagon, lots of children were putting on costumes and playing with props.

"Holy moly!" Marcy giggled and ran towards the costumes. "Costumes, props, wigs, make-up. I'm going to do some cosplaying."

"These kids are cool. If only I could be one of them," Sprig sighed.

"Maybe Sasha was right, these kids look pretty dorky," Ivy mocked as she looked around the room, and Maddie, walking beside her, laughed.

"Yeah, they do. Which means you'll fit right in." Polly then bumped into Sprig, who stumbled and crashed into Francis.

"Hey! Watch it!"

"Heh. Sorry. I'm Sprig by the way, Sprig Plantar." He put out his hand for a handshake. All the theater kids gasped and dropped what they were doing to look at Sprig. "Was it something I said?" the confused frog asked.

"We don't use our real names here," Francis snapped, "for we must become our characters."

"See, dorks." Ivy whispered to Maddie, who nodded in agreement.

"Well then, I'm Spruug Plantoir. Your nemesis." Sprig grabbed a wooden sword that was lying on the floor. "En garde!" Francis just rudely slapped the sword out of his hand.

"I don't believe you."

Sprig sighed a bit as Ivy and Maddie walked over to comfort him. Maddie smiled. "Ignore them." She knew what it was like to struggle to to fit in with another people.

"Yeah." Ivy patted his back. "He's just an annoying dork."

"Okay," Sprig sighed again, feeling a little hurt. "Come on, Polly, Marcy?"

Polly then rolled by Francis with a different bow, a beard, and fake scar. "Who's Polly, guvnor?" she asked, having put on accent. "I'm Lydia Davenport. The Black Widow."

"And I am..." Marcy smiled and walked in wearing a green shirt, brown pants and holding a yellow painted wooden sword. "Princess Ryala of the Nightrealm slayer of dragons!"

"Ignore them, Lydia and Ryala. They clearly don't have enough... character." The theater kids all started laughing as Sprig gave a look that said 'What the heck?!' as she just shrugged. Francis continuing laughing. Ivy then walked up to Francis and sucker-punched him in the eye. Everyone gasped as Francis was knocked back.

"I'll show you who's got character, you egotistical, snot-nosed brat!" she yelled.

"Ow. What the heck?!" Francis's voice was very thick and different, and he had tears in his eyes.

"That's his real voice?" a random kid asked, and Francis got back up, now furious and embarrassed.

"Very well. If it's a fight you want, then it is a fight you shall have!" He grabbed a wooden sword. Ivy knocked it out of his hand and gave him a kick to the chest and punch to the face, sending him to the ground. Ivy began to walk away as Francis tripped her, giving her a kick and knocking her to the ground.

He pointed a wooden sword to her face. "You fought valiantly, but I'm afraid this is very you..."

"Ambush!" Sprig yelled as he jumped off the ceiling and crashed down on Francis. Sprig stuck his hand out and picked Ivy up. "You okay?"

"Yep. Nice ambush, by the way."

"Thanks." She saw Francis get up and charge towards them. "One second." She moved Sprig aside and punched Francis, and he rolled around on the floor.

Sprig brushed off the dust on his shirt as he looked at Ivy. "Thanks for sticking up for me."

"Don't mention it." Ivy then gave Sprig a peck on the cheek, which made him blush like a tomato, and he fainted on the ground. Ivy chuckled to herself.

Maddie walked over to Francis and held him down with her foot, holding a curse in her hand. "So are ya going to let us in, or do you want to be bald for the rest of your life?"

Francis gulped nervously, sweating. "Ye... yeah... yeah. You're in... You're all in. Just don't hurt me." The rest of the theater kids cheered with joy at seeing Francis like that.


Meanwhile, Felicia had given up on trying to move Hop Pop, and she began to talk to Renee for a bit. "I got to say. Mad respect for you, Felicia. Running your own business and raising two kids, and on your own."

"They are a challenge, but they make it worth it. You know?"

"Tried once, lost a set of three eggs... my love is the stage now."

"I know about love for you're work."

"Well, you do make a great tea. I can give your place a shout out on tour."

"That's very nice and all, but I want to put the word out myself."

"Independent." Renee smiled. "I like that in a person."

"Thanks," Felicia laughed nervously. "Well, I suppose I should get out of your hair now and check on the kids." She tried once again to move Hop Pop out of the room. "Okay, Hopediah, this is starting to get a little sad." That's when he slapped her hand away, and the two looked on in shock.

"Sad? Sad?! I'll tell you what's sad. Sad is having a dream that will never come true. Sad is knowing you'll never be more than a vegetable farmer. But you know what? I'd still rather be sad and have a dream, than live life without one!" Renee clapped her hands after hearing what Hop Pop said. "Huh?"

"Now that's what I've been looking for. Theater is truth, and, baby," she gave him a medal that said Lead Actor, "you just served up a heaping spoonful. You got the lead part, Hopediah." Hop Pop gasped with excitement.

"Congratulations, Hopediah." Felicia smiled.

''Now, let's get this show on the road. Literally."


Tour began as they went from town to town, amazing people with their plays as Anne tried to finish her puzzle. Sasha was spending her time listening to music or working while Marcy, along with the rest of the children, were also doing a short play for kids. Sometimes Felicia would go and watch the plays with Renee.

Hop Pop came out of his dressing room and went to Renee's while whistling, and Felicia came by to see her as well, holding a flower. He knocked on the door. "Say, Renee, I've got a dialogue suggestion for page 9 that could..." The door suddenly creaked open, and Hop peeked inside to see Renee next to two large armed toads. "Huh? Renee?"

"So, the next town's bank has two guards unarmed. We wait till Hopediah's big death scene, then take 'em out."

"Excuse me, is this a bad time?" Hop Pop asked, Renee looked up and sighed.

"Ah, nuts. Boys, will you give us a moment?" The two strong toads left the dressing room.

"Renee, wha... what's going on?" Felicia asked.

"Well, since you asked, I'll level with ya. We're trying to find the best way to rob this next town blind." She offered them a drink. "Care for a drink?"

"Oh, no, thank you. Wait, what?! Why?"

"Truth be told, there's not much coin in theater these days. We're barely scraping by as is. So we travel from town to town and while people are transfixed by our amazing plays... Blamo! We take what we deserve. What's wrong is how under appreciated the arts are. Besides, we only take what we need, and just think about what this play means to you. You're the lead."

She grunted and looked at him. "Every dream has its price, am I right? We have kids here... So you can relate to wanting to give them better clothes, better food. Don't you want to help those poor kids out?"

"Well..."

"I can't believe what I'm hearing!" Felicia threw the flowers on the ground as the one of guards held her down. She grabbed a pen from Renee's desk, using her tongue, and jammed it right in his eye before taking off.

"Everyone, this is a sham! They're robbing you blind!"

"Don't just stand there, grab her!" Renee yelled at the toad that was trying to nurse his eye, and he ended up running and knocking into the another toad. She turned to Hop Pop.

"So what about you then?!"

"Never. Only a selfish frog would put his own dreams against the needs of others. Against justice, against... righteousness."

Renee walked towards Hop Pop as two hefty cops, along with Felicia, stormed in. "She's right there!"

The director jumped towards them, shoving them out of the way, and the cops ran outside to catch her as Hop Pop helped Felicia up.

"Freeze!" With a somersault, Renee jumped into the driver's seat of the trailer and fled, leaving Hop Pop and Felicia trapped in the trailer that was still attached. A sand worm sensed their presence.

Hop Pop and Felicia made there to the top of the trailer to go after Renee.

"Dah! You idiot! What about your big break? Your dream?" she yelled.

"That's the thing about dreams, Renee," Hop Pop shouted at her. "Sooner or later, you gotta wake up!" Renee kicked Hop Pop, and he nearly fell off, but Felicia pulled him. Renee went to kick the yellow frog, but she easily dodged her blow by blow. The two were too distracted by fighting that they didn't notice the approaching worm.

"SANDWORM!" Hop Pop screamed.

"What?!" Renee turned, and using the opportunity, Felicia knocked her out. As soon as she'd done that, the worm burst out of the ground.

"Jump!" Felicia called out as she made the leap towards town. Hop Pop was about to jump, but he saw Renee, and taking a moment to think, the old frog grabbed her and jumped off just before the sandworm struck the trailer, dragging it into the ground.

"Wh...y... why?" Renee asked as she slowly regained consciousness.

"Planters don't hold grudges," the old frog replied.


Minutes later, the police handcuffed Renee, along with the rest of the crew that were involved.

"Hey, thanks a lot for helping us out."

"Aw, don't mention it."

Renee smirked as Felicia crossed her arms, "For what it's worth, I did enjoy your companionship," the criminal said.

Felicia sighed and walked over to her. "I wanted to, but, we did had some fun in the towns, didn't we?"

"Yeah. If only you weren't so law-abiding."

"If only you weren't a thief."

Felicia walked away, and the cops turned to Hop Pop. "And you're sure you didn't know nothing about this robbery beforehand?"

"Scout's honor." Hop Pop smiled while Renee was being taken away by the police.

"PHILISTINES! BARBARIANS!"


The sun had set as the group continued on their journey, and Hop Pop was driving while Felicia was knitting some clothes beside him. Inside, Ivy and Sprig were still playing with Marcy and Maddie.

"Surrender, foolish knights, lay down your weapons and leave this place!" Marcy said coldly.

"Never! You stole the Eternal Light! Without it, our kingdom will suffer in darkness!" Ivy glared. "Countless people will die without it."

Sprig stood tall. "You thieves, using your dark magic to destroy our lands!"

"Your King stole this from us first, and set thousands to their deaths. All because he fears us. We're just ending what he started!" Maddie spoke as coldly as Marcy had, holding a rock in her hands.

"That's not true!" Sprig pointed his sword. "You killed the King's brother and betrayed us on the Eva of Century."

Ivy joined in. "Yeah! Why should we trust you?!"

"Because I was there," Marcy said. "The King was my father."

"No way!" Ivy gasped.

"Search your feelings. You know it to be true."

"Nooo!" Sprig cried. "You're lying! We're not the bad guys!"

"Of course not," Marcy smiled.

"We need the Light, or our people will die!" Ivy yelled.

"Using the light kills our people!" Maddie argued back.

Sasha groaned as she pulled a pillow over her face. "Shut it. I'm trying to sleep." The frogs kids looked away in embarrassment as they heard the top hatch open and saw Felicia poke her head in.

"Sasha's right, children," Felicia said calmly. "Time for bed. Good night, children."

"Good night."

"Night, Mom!"

"Good night, Mrs. Sundew."

"Night, Felicia."

"Night, kids!" Hop Pop called out from up top, and everyone wished him a good night, too. Everyone except Sasha.

Hop Pop froze a little, but he continued to drive. It was silent for a few minutes as Felicia sewed, but she turned to Hopediah, sighing. She set her sewing stuff down.

"You have to talk to her."

"I did..."

Felicia put a finger out to stop him. "I mean actually talk. No yelling, no fighting, no swearing. Actually talking." She folded her arms. "You two can be so stubborn sometimes."

"I'm not stubborn!" he argued forcefully, and Felicia just stared blankly at him. "Okay, maybe a little." He sighed, looking away. "It's just... whenever we tried, we just ended up fighting. And yes, I know what I did was wrong. I'll regret what I did for the rest of my life."

"You should tell her that," Felicia said, trying to give him a smile.

"She wouldn't believe me. I took a child's trust and spit on it." Hop Pop sighed. "We just avoid each other or fight. Just like Sally." She was always reckless little frog, even as a tadpole she always threw herself into danger. It made him clash with her a lot over the years, especially after Sprig was born. "I left things unsaid, and the last time I saw her, we got in a fight. I just fear the same thing will happen again."

Their last talk was on repeat on his mind. The things he wished he'd said instead, just wanting to hold her one more time. Remembering he wanted to do better. It was a miracle he got to try again with Sprig and Polly and the three stranger creatures. But he was so afraid of losing that again, that he'd lost sight of himself, and he made the same mistakes.

Felicia remained quite for a few minutes, taking the time to remember Sally. The Plantar was one of her closest friends when she was Tadpole. She smiled, thinking about the times they'd mess with Croaker. Or egged Monroe's place.

"I think about Sally almost everyday. I miss her as well. And..." She looked away. "Ivy wouldn't be here if it wasn't for her." Hop Pop turned to her. "She and Harold ran through town saving everyone that they can. I tried to live every day and be grateful. I don't know if I can ever make it up to her. She saved a lot of people that day... but..." She wiped away a tear.

"No one was there to help them," Hop Pop finished. "And I was off on stupid trip!" He cursed himself. "If I was just there! It should be them here, raising their children. Not me. I think of that every time I see my grandchildrens' faces."

"Hopediah..."

"Those past few weeks, sometimes I would walk into her room to say good night. Sometimes I'll hear her saying it back. Frog, damn, that was my baby... so excuse me for trying to protect by grandbabies."

"You can't beat yourself up about it. If you were there, maybe you could have helped, or maybe you would have also died," she said softly. "We just don't know. That's the worst part, the unknown. I think maybe I could have done something as well. Sally reminded us that even if we're weak little frogs, being a hero isn't about how strong you are. It's anyone who's brave enough to do what's right, no matter the cost. And if she can, so can we. You raised a good kid."

Hopediah remained silent for a few minutes. "I know... But it's still hurts." Felicia placed a hand on his shoulder. She couldn't relate to that pain. Losing Ivy... she wouldn't be able to move on.

"You should talk to her. Before its too late," was all Felicia could say. "Maybe this is a way to make things right."

"I don't know, maybe it's best I stay out of it. Or maybe you're right." He sighed in defeat as he continued to driving throughout the night, mulling over their conversation.


Hopes for Season 3 of The Owl House:

Harpy Lilith. Camila and Eda meeting. Willow and Hunter canon. Vee and Hunter getting adopted. Hunter getting to stand up to Belos. Either EdaxRaine or Lumity wedding (if the epilogue has a timeskip). Camila going to the Boiling Isles (If there no way to return between worlds and Camila stays in the Boiling Isles, Luz will have zero reason to return to Earth.) That creepy guy that was spying on Vee, I'm predicting he's related to Belos. Camila vs. Belos or she plays a role in the finale battle. The Author of the Azura reveal.

This story is now a year old.