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, evil Kamania, Chris Aprilian, Mr. Calypso, and 'The Legend of the Maiden.'
To Caudex: I'm glad I've improved in proofreading. ^_^ Oh and yeah the title is important to my story. It has got to be one of most creative titles I've ever come up with. Usually I think of something absolutely boring (like some of the names for my other stories). Hehe. Thanks for reviewing. I hope you like this chapter!
A/N: I can't believe it . . . This story has 20 chapters AND it's my birthday! Woh hoo! Let's celebrate!
Chapter 20: In Which Wyn Strikes Back
"SHE DID WHAT?!" Aidan hollered after he woke up to find himself lying on a blanket on the floor of the moving castle and Wyn gone.
"She's locked us all out," Howl explained again.
Aidan silently fumed. 'I shouldn't have been off guard with her acting so strange. She was going to do that all along,' he thought angrily. He stood up furiously and spread his hands out in front of him.
"Aidan, don't! We've tried that already!" Mr. Calypso tried to explain to his son.
Aidan ignored him and another black door appeared, but in his case, when he tried to open it, he got a nasty shock. Aidan was thrown backwards and into the wall. He rubbed his head frustratedly and stood up shakily.
The door buzzed a little and the faint image of Wyn appeared in front of it. The image said, "This is a magical recording of me. I did this for your own safety, Aidan. I'll be back with Morgan soon. Don't worry. If anything fails I'm sorry though."
Aidan stared in disbelief as the image disappeared with the door. He sighed ruefully and turned to everyone else. Howl, Sophie, and Mr. Calypso were all sitting in various chairs and Calcifer was resting in his grate. Aidan whispered, "So now we wait . . ."
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Wyn flew towards the battle. Her hair was in disorder now but otherwise she looked merely ruffled. When she was in clear view of the dragons, Morgan and Kamania, she neatly transformed once again into the phoenix of legend. She noticed that her feathers were molting now and that she looked pretty ragged. The form still had power to it though and it seemed natural to the 'Maiden' in her. 'Its just all part of the plan,' she thought. She soared towards the struggle and cried out in a familiar war cry.
Kamania turned her head to Wyn, which caused Morgan to take the opportunity to ram into her hard. Kamania cried out and roared at Morgan. She then landed and transformed into a dark gryphon. She crowed at Morgan, who dived down at her.
Wyn watched them as their scuffle continued. She wouldn't interfere unless Morgan needed her. They pushed and threw things at each other until Morgan was thrown backwards by one of Kamania's talons and didn't move. Wyn cried out heatedly and dropped down herself.
Kamania sneered and said, "So the great 'Maiden' has finally decided to clash beaks with me, 'the great Power Huntress."
"So that's what you call yourself, Stalker," Wyn retorted, "Why don't you shut up and fight, Kamania," She then snapped at Kamania with her huge craggy beak.
Kamania dodged and snarled lowly. "Temper, temper, 'Maiden.' " Kamania said. Wyn in response reared up and struck Kamania with a tattered wing. "Nice feathers, Bronwyn. You seem to be having a molting problem as a bird," Kamania remarked mockingly.
Wyn smirked. "Shows what you know about mythology!" she said confidently. She dropped forward and attempted to strike Kamania with her talons, but Kamania dodged again. This time though, Kamania retaliated and whacked Wyn with her own black wings. Wyn tumbled backwards and was hit again by Kamania's wings in her momentary confusion.
Wyn shook herself, placing her remaining feathers back in place and glared at Kamania. She felt weakened by the already wreaked form she was in. 'Until I'm ready, I'm gonna be in a lot of pain,' she thought dismally. She leaped forwards again and flew upwards. She pecked at Kamania with her beak, hitting her head on.
Kamania squawked and glowered up at her attacker. "Its my turn now," she snarled and flew up at Wyn.
Wyn flew backwards and waited for Kamania to come for her. 'What if the vision was wrong?' she thought with a sudden feeling of growing panic. She glanced down at Morgan's unconscious form and grimaced. She didn't realize Kamania was going to attack her so soon though, and suddenly she found herself being thrown backwards so violently that she couldn't save herself. She hit the ground and attempted to get up too quickly and she fell again. Kamania landed a few feet in front of her and Wyn felt dread creeping into her panic.
She tried to get up again only to have the same results. She had little feathers left now and she tasted blood in her mouth. 'Then the right time is drawing near,' she thought self-confidently. She glanced up at Kamania with blurring vision.
Kamania was laughing at her grim state and coming towards her. "So the end draws near, ay, Bronwyn? When it does come I will take your energy," she stated laughing. She transformed back into her normal state and smirked.
"We shall see, Kamania, we shall see," Wyn replied coughing blood. She couldn't lift her head so the only things she could see in her limited vision were Morgan's shallowly breathing form several feet away and Kamania's delicately covered feet. She chuckled softly. 'I'll be back, Kamania, mark my words,' she thought hopefully.
Wyn gave a choked sigh and looked at her pitiful state. 'That'll change too,' she thought as well. The pain was lessening, which meant the end was near.
"Far well, Bronwyn," Kamania said laughed. Her laughter seemed far away to Wyn though as the world began going dark.
Wyn closed her eyes to shied them from the swirling world. She managed to heave one last breath and then she thought no more. Her body began loosing heat gradually and the last of her feathers fell out.
Kamania laughed. "Now time to take what is rightfully mine," she said leaning over Wyn's body. But when she tried to touch her Wyn began to glow. Kamania backed up and cried out in shock as Wyn burst into flame.
The flames danced around and absorbed Wyn's body until there was no sign of her. Then suddenly the fire was gone and all that seemed to remain were red ashes. Kamania crept forward again only to step back in shock as a tiny red head popped put of the ashes. A miniature body followed with two small bare crimson wings. The little bird gave an amazingly loud cry of joy and peered at Kamania with beady black eyes, each with a petite fire behind them.
The Maiden of the Phoenix had returned.
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A/N: And so I leave you with a cliffhanger. Hehe. (It's my b-day; I can do whatever I want! Maybe I'll even post another chapter today . . .) By the way, does anyone think that with the violence and the death I should up the rating to PG-13? I was just wondering, really.
Oh and please review! I thrive on them! ^_^
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, evil Kamania, Chris Aprilian, Mr. Calypso, and 'The Legend of the Maiden.'
To Caudex: I'm glad I've improved in proofreading. ^_^ Oh and yeah the title is important to my story. It has got to be one of most creative titles I've ever come up with. Usually I think of something absolutely boring (like some of the names for my other stories). Hehe. Thanks for reviewing. I hope you like this chapter!
A/N: I can't believe it . . . This story has 20 chapters AND it's my birthday! Woh hoo! Let's celebrate!
Chapter 20: In Which Wyn Strikes Back
"SHE DID WHAT?!" Aidan hollered after he woke up to find himself lying on a blanket on the floor of the moving castle and Wyn gone.
"She's locked us all out," Howl explained again.
Aidan silently fumed. 'I shouldn't have been off guard with her acting so strange. She was going to do that all along,' he thought angrily. He stood up furiously and spread his hands out in front of him.
"Aidan, don't! We've tried that already!" Mr. Calypso tried to explain to his son.
Aidan ignored him and another black door appeared, but in his case, when he tried to open it, he got a nasty shock. Aidan was thrown backwards and into the wall. He rubbed his head frustratedly and stood up shakily.
The door buzzed a little and the faint image of Wyn appeared in front of it. The image said, "This is a magical recording of me. I did this for your own safety, Aidan. I'll be back with Morgan soon. Don't worry. If anything fails I'm sorry though."
Aidan stared in disbelief as the image disappeared with the door. He sighed ruefully and turned to everyone else. Howl, Sophie, and Mr. Calypso were all sitting in various chairs and Calcifer was resting in his grate. Aidan whispered, "So now we wait . . ."
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Wyn flew towards the battle. Her hair was in disorder now but otherwise she looked merely ruffled. When she was in clear view of the dragons, Morgan and Kamania, she neatly transformed once again into the phoenix of legend. She noticed that her feathers were molting now and that she looked pretty ragged. The form still had power to it though and it seemed natural to the 'Maiden' in her. 'Its just all part of the plan,' she thought. She soared towards the struggle and cried out in a familiar war cry.
Kamania turned her head to Wyn, which caused Morgan to take the opportunity to ram into her hard. Kamania cried out and roared at Morgan. She then landed and transformed into a dark gryphon. She crowed at Morgan, who dived down at her.
Wyn watched them as their scuffle continued. She wouldn't interfere unless Morgan needed her. They pushed and threw things at each other until Morgan was thrown backwards by one of Kamania's talons and didn't move. Wyn cried out heatedly and dropped down herself.
Kamania sneered and said, "So the great 'Maiden' has finally decided to clash beaks with me, 'the great Power Huntress."
"So that's what you call yourself, Stalker," Wyn retorted, "Why don't you shut up and fight, Kamania," She then snapped at Kamania with her huge craggy beak.
Kamania dodged and snarled lowly. "Temper, temper, 'Maiden.' " Kamania said. Wyn in response reared up and struck Kamania with a tattered wing. "Nice feathers, Bronwyn. You seem to be having a molting problem as a bird," Kamania remarked mockingly.
Wyn smirked. "Shows what you know about mythology!" she said confidently. She dropped forward and attempted to strike Kamania with her talons, but Kamania dodged again. This time though, Kamania retaliated and whacked Wyn with her own black wings. Wyn tumbled backwards and was hit again by Kamania's wings in her momentary confusion.
Wyn shook herself, placing her remaining feathers back in place and glared at Kamania. She felt weakened by the already wreaked form she was in. 'Until I'm ready, I'm gonna be in a lot of pain,' she thought dismally. She leaped forwards again and flew upwards. She pecked at Kamania with her beak, hitting her head on.
Kamania squawked and glowered up at her attacker. "Its my turn now," she snarled and flew up at Wyn.
Wyn flew backwards and waited for Kamania to come for her. 'What if the vision was wrong?' she thought with a sudden feeling of growing panic. She glanced down at Morgan's unconscious form and grimaced. She didn't realize Kamania was going to attack her so soon though, and suddenly she found herself being thrown backwards so violently that she couldn't save herself. She hit the ground and attempted to get up too quickly and she fell again. Kamania landed a few feet in front of her and Wyn felt dread creeping into her panic.
She tried to get up again only to have the same results. She had little feathers left now and she tasted blood in her mouth. 'Then the right time is drawing near,' she thought self-confidently. She glanced up at Kamania with blurring vision.
Kamania was laughing at her grim state and coming towards her. "So the end draws near, ay, Bronwyn? When it does come I will take your energy," she stated laughing. She transformed back into her normal state and smirked.
"We shall see, Kamania, we shall see," Wyn replied coughing blood. She couldn't lift her head so the only things she could see in her limited vision were Morgan's shallowly breathing form several feet away and Kamania's delicately covered feet. She chuckled softly. 'I'll be back, Kamania, mark my words,' she thought hopefully.
Wyn gave a choked sigh and looked at her pitiful state. 'That'll change too,' she thought as well. The pain was lessening, which meant the end was near.
"Far well, Bronwyn," Kamania said laughed. Her laughter seemed far away to Wyn though as the world began going dark.
Wyn closed her eyes to shied them from the swirling world. She managed to heave one last breath and then she thought no more. Her body began loosing heat gradually and the last of her feathers fell out.
Kamania laughed. "Now time to take what is rightfully mine," she said leaning over Wyn's body. But when she tried to touch her Wyn began to glow. Kamania backed up and cried out in shock as Wyn burst into flame.
The flames danced around and absorbed Wyn's body until there was no sign of her. Then suddenly the fire was gone and all that seemed to remain were red ashes. Kamania crept forward again only to step back in shock as a tiny red head popped put of the ashes. A miniature body followed with two small bare crimson wings. The little bird gave an amazingly loud cry of joy and peered at Kamania with beady black eyes, each with a petite fire behind them.
The Maiden of the Phoenix had returned.
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A/N: And so I leave you with a cliffhanger. Hehe. (It's my b-day; I can do whatever I want! Maybe I'll even post another chapter today . . .) By the way, does anyone think that with the violence and the death I should up the rating to PG-13? I was just wondering, really.
Oh and please review! I thrive on them! ^_^