Phases of the Moon
By: ChocolateEclar
Disclaimer: All characters belong to the magnificent authoress, Diana Wynne Jones. I just rented them for a while.
Claimer: I only own Wyn, Aidan, and evil Kamania.
A/N: I decided to post this chapter even though no more reviewed the last one because I know a lot of people are busy other the holidays. Happy holidays!
Chapter 15: In Which Wyn Battles Morgan
"Morgan! I can't believe its-" Wyn began before the figure pushed her backwards. She cried out in pain as her head made contact with the hard, cold stone.
"Who are you?!" Wyn asked angrily getting up and holding her throbbing head. "You're obviously not MY brother!"
The figure stepped forward. Cold, blank eyes glared back at Wyn. She shuddered under the icy gaze.
"Oh, but he is your brother, dear," said a sweet voice. A woman appeared behind the figure. She placed a delicately manicured hand on the figure's shoulder.
Wyn closed her eyes. Under the thumping of her aching head she could feel the figure wrapped in spells. Her eyes shot open. "You . . . How could you?!" she yelled heatedly, "That's your own husband and my brother!!!"
"So you see the truth," said Kamania smirking.
"Morgan, I know you can fight this second-rate witch!" Wyn said passionately.
Kamania's beautiful face contorted in fury. "Second-rate?! Me? Ha, I'm more powerful than you'll ever become if I have anything to say about it!" she roared.
"Oh ya! I bet on any other day Morgan would have stopped you! You just tricked him!" Wyn retorted.
"Well, now that may be, but your power still will be mine now that I have bait." Kamania explained darkly.
"What are you talking about? I'm not-"
"That's what you think, you naïve fool!" Kamania shrieked. She held up her hands and said in a ringing voice, "Now, Morgan, its time to go to our playing field and attack that witch!!!"
The prison cell twisted and whirled until the colors mixed and Wyn found herself in a barren wasteland. All around her it was treeless and rocky. The dirt beneath her shoes was totally free of grass. It all spread out in similar waves for as far Wyn could see.
Wyn turned sharply to see Morgan, still an empty shell, diving towards her. She quickly dropped and rolled away. She then picked herself up and tried to melt, like in her last duel with Morgan, into the air, but it just wouldn't work. The air seemed too thick and she couldn't change the spell to match the weird atmosphere for her head kept throbbing fiercely, causing her thoughts to jumble up and her vision to distort.
Wyn held her head trying to think clearly. She could feel droplets of hot blood on the back of her head and could hear the heavy thumps indicating Morgan was coming towards her again. She looked up. Morgan was upon her and she naturally transformed into a bird and she flew upward.
Wyn flapped her tiny blue wings furiously and hovered high above the ground. She knew she couldn't bring herself to hurt Morgan and that Kamania was too on guard for her to attack. Wyn attempted to send a message to her parents but she seemed to be cut off from the rest of the world.
"Follow her, Morgan!" Kamania barked. Morgan nodded and deftly transformed into a sturdy eagle.
Wyn gasped. 'Oh please, Morgan, you can fight her!' she thought.
Morgan flew speedily upward and quickly reached Wyn. He pecked at her with his strong beak.
"So the great 'Maiden' can't beat a little bird!!!" Kamania yelled mockingly.
Wyn cried out in a bird like squawk. She knew her tiny wings couldn't out fly Morgan's eagle ones. 'What is she talking about?! Oh, I can't win! ' she thought desperately.
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Morgan struggled inside his own body for control. 'Oh Wyn! You've gotta beat Kamania! You've just gotta!' he thought in despair.
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Wyn's anger towards Kamania was growing. "How can you have Morgan do your dirty work!" she shouted down at Kamania.
"Its simple really. I just don't feel like getting my hands soiled," Kamania replied with her old fluting voice.
Wyn gave a chirrup of fury. 'She doesn't care about anyone but herself!' she thought crossly. Wyn, in her rage, skillfully changed into a massive blood red bird. Its beak was gruesome and weathered and its feathers were coarse.
She gave a bird screech and flapped her wings powerfully towards Morgan, sending him backward. He sailed downward hitting the ground hard. "Sorry, Morgan," Wyn whispered apologetically. She turned towards Kamania who seemed suddenly smaller.
"Get up!" barked Kamania causing Morgan's ring to glow slightly, but noticeably. Morgan began to stand up again.
Wyn's sharp bird eyes caught the glow in the ring. "So that's how she's controlling him!' she thought with a triumphant grin. She waited for Morgan to fly towards her again before she dove at him again, but this time she hooked her beak onto the ring on one of Morgan's wings.
Bolts of light flew out of the band causing a few of Wyn's feathers to burn. Wyn held on tightly even though Morgan protested and Kamania screamed until the ring cracked and pieces flew. Morgan's eyes closed as if a weight had been lifted and Wyn caught him as he began to fall.
She glided to the ground and gently set Morgan down. In his half- unconscious state, Morgan transformed back to his normal human form. Wyn did the same and sat down tiredly beside her brother. Her clothes were singed from the fight to break the ring and her head was pounding again.
Kamania ran towards them furiously, but when she came within four feet of them an invisible barrier, Wyn had instantly created, weakly appeared, sending her flying. Kamania stood up feebly and shouted, "Till next time then, Bronwyn!" Then she transported out of that desolate world.
Wyn let out a relieved sigh and collapsed on the dirt. They laid there for a while until Wyn mustered enough strength to transport them back to the moving castle.
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A/N: Boy do I beat up characters sometimes. ^____^
Hehe, I hope everyone like this chapter.
Please review or else. Bye.
By: ChocolateEclar
Disclaimer: All characters belong to the magnificent authoress, Diana Wynne Jones. I just rented them for a while.
Claimer: I only own Wyn, Aidan, and evil Kamania.
A/N: I decided to post this chapter even though no more reviewed the last one because I know a lot of people are busy other the holidays. Happy holidays!
Chapter 15: In Which Wyn Battles Morgan
"Morgan! I can't believe its-" Wyn began before the figure pushed her backwards. She cried out in pain as her head made contact with the hard, cold stone.
"Who are you?!" Wyn asked angrily getting up and holding her throbbing head. "You're obviously not MY brother!"
The figure stepped forward. Cold, blank eyes glared back at Wyn. She shuddered under the icy gaze.
"Oh, but he is your brother, dear," said a sweet voice. A woman appeared behind the figure. She placed a delicately manicured hand on the figure's shoulder.
Wyn closed her eyes. Under the thumping of her aching head she could feel the figure wrapped in spells. Her eyes shot open. "You . . . How could you?!" she yelled heatedly, "That's your own husband and my brother!!!"
"So you see the truth," said Kamania smirking.
"Morgan, I know you can fight this second-rate witch!" Wyn said passionately.
Kamania's beautiful face contorted in fury. "Second-rate?! Me? Ha, I'm more powerful than you'll ever become if I have anything to say about it!" she roared.
"Oh ya! I bet on any other day Morgan would have stopped you! You just tricked him!" Wyn retorted.
"Well, now that may be, but your power still will be mine now that I have bait." Kamania explained darkly.
"What are you talking about? I'm not-"
"That's what you think, you naïve fool!" Kamania shrieked. She held up her hands and said in a ringing voice, "Now, Morgan, its time to go to our playing field and attack that witch!!!"
The prison cell twisted and whirled until the colors mixed and Wyn found herself in a barren wasteland. All around her it was treeless and rocky. The dirt beneath her shoes was totally free of grass. It all spread out in similar waves for as far Wyn could see.
Wyn turned sharply to see Morgan, still an empty shell, diving towards her. She quickly dropped and rolled away. She then picked herself up and tried to melt, like in her last duel with Morgan, into the air, but it just wouldn't work. The air seemed too thick and she couldn't change the spell to match the weird atmosphere for her head kept throbbing fiercely, causing her thoughts to jumble up and her vision to distort.
Wyn held her head trying to think clearly. She could feel droplets of hot blood on the back of her head and could hear the heavy thumps indicating Morgan was coming towards her again. She looked up. Morgan was upon her and she naturally transformed into a bird and she flew upward.
Wyn flapped her tiny blue wings furiously and hovered high above the ground. She knew she couldn't bring herself to hurt Morgan and that Kamania was too on guard for her to attack. Wyn attempted to send a message to her parents but she seemed to be cut off from the rest of the world.
"Follow her, Morgan!" Kamania barked. Morgan nodded and deftly transformed into a sturdy eagle.
Wyn gasped. 'Oh please, Morgan, you can fight her!' she thought.
Morgan flew speedily upward and quickly reached Wyn. He pecked at her with his strong beak.
"So the great 'Maiden' can't beat a little bird!!!" Kamania yelled mockingly.
Wyn cried out in a bird like squawk. She knew her tiny wings couldn't out fly Morgan's eagle ones. 'What is she talking about?! Oh, I can't win! ' she thought desperately.
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Morgan struggled inside his own body for control. 'Oh Wyn! You've gotta beat Kamania! You've just gotta!' he thought in despair.
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Wyn's anger towards Kamania was growing. "How can you have Morgan do your dirty work!" she shouted down at Kamania.
"Its simple really. I just don't feel like getting my hands soiled," Kamania replied with her old fluting voice.
Wyn gave a chirrup of fury. 'She doesn't care about anyone but herself!' she thought crossly. Wyn, in her rage, skillfully changed into a massive blood red bird. Its beak was gruesome and weathered and its feathers were coarse.
She gave a bird screech and flapped her wings powerfully towards Morgan, sending him backward. He sailed downward hitting the ground hard. "Sorry, Morgan," Wyn whispered apologetically. She turned towards Kamania who seemed suddenly smaller.
"Get up!" barked Kamania causing Morgan's ring to glow slightly, but noticeably. Morgan began to stand up again.
Wyn's sharp bird eyes caught the glow in the ring. "So that's how she's controlling him!' she thought with a triumphant grin. She waited for Morgan to fly towards her again before she dove at him again, but this time she hooked her beak onto the ring on one of Morgan's wings.
Bolts of light flew out of the band causing a few of Wyn's feathers to burn. Wyn held on tightly even though Morgan protested and Kamania screamed until the ring cracked and pieces flew. Morgan's eyes closed as if a weight had been lifted and Wyn caught him as he began to fall.
She glided to the ground and gently set Morgan down. In his half- unconscious state, Morgan transformed back to his normal human form. Wyn did the same and sat down tiredly beside her brother. Her clothes were singed from the fight to break the ring and her head was pounding again.
Kamania ran towards them furiously, but when she came within four feet of them an invisible barrier, Wyn had instantly created, weakly appeared, sending her flying. Kamania stood up feebly and shouted, "Till next time then, Bronwyn!" Then she transported out of that desolate world.
Wyn let out a relieved sigh and collapsed on the dirt. They laid there for a while until Wyn mustered enough strength to transport them back to the moving castle.
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A/N: Boy do I beat up characters sometimes. ^____^
Hehe, I hope everyone like this chapter.
Please review or else. Bye.