I'm so excited about sitting down after school and marching band to at
least an hour of writing. This story is a haven to me, and I don't give up
my havens lightly. Settle in 'cus your stuck with Catty! Oh and the
disappointing lack of reviews is a disgrace. Oh well. Hey I'd even
welcome flames.
Revelations
By: Catty Engles
Mickey could only stare. Daisy's eyes began to leak tears again. She sniffled, unconsciously hugging herself and rocking forward and backward. Mickey's training as a prince took over, he found himself handing out condolences, reassurance, and orders in the same breath.
"It's okay, Minnie is going to be fine if we can find her. We have to find her. Where do we think she's gone?"
Daisy's head jerked up and she abruptly stopped rocking. Her eyes glazed and as she spoke her voice became harsh and grating.
"One Warrior
One Maid
One Mage
One Friend
One Betrayer
One Prize
One Battle
One Victor
One Heart
Find one in the place without time
The heart that withers with no grime
The entrance, the exit, the barrier, the mask
The same to all but rests on their task
It is not your decision to choose or be chosen Face destiny with friends, fate interwoven Time will tell Fate will fall Hearts will swell Acts reveal all"
Daisy slumped against Donald as she finished this shocking recitation. Mickey stared sadly at Daisy and tried to recall what she had said. With a jolt Mickey realized that he could remember everything perfectly. It was as if the verse had been burned into his memory. Donald comfortingly brushed Daisy's crowning feathers away from her eyes to find that they were soaked with moisture.
"Mickey, she must be sick! She's drenched in sweat!"
Goofy piped up, "The pool! We can poor water on her, that will help if she has a fever."
Mickey nodded grimly. Donald struggled with Daisy's dead weight until Goofy stooped on the ground and Mickey and Donald awkwardly lifted Daisy onto Goofy's back. They trudged the short distance between the pool and the portal. Goofy lowered Daisy into the grass at the side of the pool. Donald let Daisy use his lap as a cushion for her head. He held her wrist to check for a pulse. Mickey noticed that there was no algae or fungus of any kind in the water. He dismissed this revelation as the ravings of an over-stressed mind. Mickey calmly cupped his hands and lowered them towards the water. Ripples languidly pulsed against his hands but instead of moving away from them they were massing upon them from the depths of the pool. They became solid ropes that tenderly looped around Mickey's hands and climbed towards his elbows. Mickey sighed as a calm washed over him.
And then he was gone.
Goofy and Donald blinked. "It's another portal!" Goofy cried. He must have shouted too loud because Daisy moaned and began to stir. Donald heaved her into a sitting position.
Daisy opened her eyes and then shut them again. The whirls of shifting colors danced before her and Daisy fought to keep her lunch. She managed to open one eye and lifted her head, painfully aware of Donald's warm body pressed against her side. She cleared her throat and moved away, now leaning against the stones. As she touched them strength poured into her body and she sighed contentedly. Goofy cocked his head at Donald, but all Donald could do was shrug.
"It's got to be. And ten to one it leads to the same place Mickey's gone." Daisy continued the conversation.
"Then what are we waiting for?"
Daisy smiled weakly. She raised her wing over the pool. Donald and Goofy did the same looking to Daisy as they did. Grim determination shone from each face.
"One." Daisy began.
"Two." Donald continued.
Goofy shut his eyes tight and said through clenched teeth, "Three!"
They all plunged their hands into the pool. Ripples collided and the swells lapped over the rim. Goofy opened his eyes hesitantly. It hadn't worked. Donald and Daisy slumped.
"Well, now what." Donald said in a brisk monotone.
"The entrance, the exit, the barrier, the mask." Donald and Goofy looked at Daisy with questions half formed on their lips.
She cut them off, "The verse. This was the entrance Mickey used and it's quite possibly an exit too. Now it's become a barrier. We're not supposed to go through this way."
The questions died on Donald and Goofy's lips. They looked at Daisy in admiration.
"But what are we going to do now." No one would answer Donald's query. They both knew what was obvious but both wouldn't be the one to suggest it. The silence stretched. Donald covered his face in his hands. Daisy tried not to start crying again, but Goofy was lost in thought.
"De Duckswort's theory of other worlds. Donald! Mickey's essay! If Duckswort is right we can travel to other worlds with gummi blocks!"
"Whatey blocks?"
"Gummi! The palace has a store of them in the basement. You remember when Mickey showed them to us? He just went rambling on and on and on but if he's right, and the blocks work." Goofy's face had become flushed and his hands were clenching and unclenching in his lap. He looked at Donald. Would it work? Could they find Mickey?
Donald sat bolt upright, "Only one way to find out!" Donald grabbed Daisy's wing and shot towards the exit of the maze with Goofy close behind.
***
The calm stayed with Mickey and flowed through his veins with a relentless passion for peace. . Mickey couldn't describe the feeling any other way. He wasn't jerked from his kneeling place beside the pool. On the contrary, he was coaxed from it and he let himself be led, floating, by the tendrils of ripples still gently holding him.
Mickey's feet were the first to touch ground; the calm ebbed slowly away. The ripples, instead of fading, began to pulse. They beat with the rhythm of Mickey's heart and started to congregate in his right hand. They elongated and then molded themselves to fit his hand. The ripples flamed and solidified into a strange shape. Mickey looked down at it and a flash of gold reflected itself in his eyes.
Keyblade.
Keyblade.
Keyblade.
Revelations
By: Catty Engles
Mickey could only stare. Daisy's eyes began to leak tears again. She sniffled, unconsciously hugging herself and rocking forward and backward. Mickey's training as a prince took over, he found himself handing out condolences, reassurance, and orders in the same breath.
"It's okay, Minnie is going to be fine if we can find her. We have to find her. Where do we think she's gone?"
Daisy's head jerked up and she abruptly stopped rocking. Her eyes glazed and as she spoke her voice became harsh and grating.
"One Warrior
One Maid
One Mage
One Friend
One Betrayer
One Prize
One Battle
One Victor
One Heart
Find one in the place without time
The heart that withers with no grime
The entrance, the exit, the barrier, the mask
The same to all but rests on their task
It is not your decision to choose or be chosen Face destiny with friends, fate interwoven Time will tell Fate will fall Hearts will swell Acts reveal all"
Daisy slumped against Donald as she finished this shocking recitation. Mickey stared sadly at Daisy and tried to recall what she had said. With a jolt Mickey realized that he could remember everything perfectly. It was as if the verse had been burned into his memory. Donald comfortingly brushed Daisy's crowning feathers away from her eyes to find that they were soaked with moisture.
"Mickey, she must be sick! She's drenched in sweat!"
Goofy piped up, "The pool! We can poor water on her, that will help if she has a fever."
Mickey nodded grimly. Donald struggled with Daisy's dead weight until Goofy stooped on the ground and Mickey and Donald awkwardly lifted Daisy onto Goofy's back. They trudged the short distance between the pool and the portal. Goofy lowered Daisy into the grass at the side of the pool. Donald let Daisy use his lap as a cushion for her head. He held her wrist to check for a pulse. Mickey noticed that there was no algae or fungus of any kind in the water. He dismissed this revelation as the ravings of an over-stressed mind. Mickey calmly cupped his hands and lowered them towards the water. Ripples languidly pulsed against his hands but instead of moving away from them they were massing upon them from the depths of the pool. They became solid ropes that tenderly looped around Mickey's hands and climbed towards his elbows. Mickey sighed as a calm washed over him.
And then he was gone.
Goofy and Donald blinked. "It's another portal!" Goofy cried. He must have shouted too loud because Daisy moaned and began to stir. Donald heaved her into a sitting position.
Daisy opened her eyes and then shut them again. The whirls of shifting colors danced before her and Daisy fought to keep her lunch. She managed to open one eye and lifted her head, painfully aware of Donald's warm body pressed against her side. She cleared her throat and moved away, now leaning against the stones. As she touched them strength poured into her body and she sighed contentedly. Goofy cocked his head at Donald, but all Donald could do was shrug.
"It's got to be. And ten to one it leads to the same place Mickey's gone." Daisy continued the conversation.
"Then what are we waiting for?"
Daisy smiled weakly. She raised her wing over the pool. Donald and Goofy did the same looking to Daisy as they did. Grim determination shone from each face.
"One." Daisy began.
"Two." Donald continued.
Goofy shut his eyes tight and said through clenched teeth, "Three!"
They all plunged their hands into the pool. Ripples collided and the swells lapped over the rim. Goofy opened his eyes hesitantly. It hadn't worked. Donald and Daisy slumped.
"Well, now what." Donald said in a brisk monotone.
"The entrance, the exit, the barrier, the mask." Donald and Goofy looked at Daisy with questions half formed on their lips.
She cut them off, "The verse. This was the entrance Mickey used and it's quite possibly an exit too. Now it's become a barrier. We're not supposed to go through this way."
The questions died on Donald and Goofy's lips. They looked at Daisy in admiration.
"But what are we going to do now." No one would answer Donald's query. They both knew what was obvious but both wouldn't be the one to suggest it. The silence stretched. Donald covered his face in his hands. Daisy tried not to start crying again, but Goofy was lost in thought.
"De Duckswort's theory of other worlds. Donald! Mickey's essay! If Duckswort is right we can travel to other worlds with gummi blocks!"
"Whatey blocks?"
"Gummi! The palace has a store of them in the basement. You remember when Mickey showed them to us? He just went rambling on and on and on but if he's right, and the blocks work." Goofy's face had become flushed and his hands were clenching and unclenching in his lap. He looked at Donald. Would it work? Could they find Mickey?
Donald sat bolt upright, "Only one way to find out!" Donald grabbed Daisy's wing and shot towards the exit of the maze with Goofy close behind.
***
The calm stayed with Mickey and flowed through his veins with a relentless passion for peace. . Mickey couldn't describe the feeling any other way. He wasn't jerked from his kneeling place beside the pool. On the contrary, he was coaxed from it and he let himself be led, floating, by the tendrils of ripples still gently holding him.
Mickey's feet were the first to touch ground; the calm ebbed slowly away. The ripples, instead of fading, began to pulse. They beat with the rhythm of Mickey's heart and started to congregate in his right hand. They elongated and then molded themselves to fit his hand. The ripples flamed and solidified into a strange shape. Mickey looked down at it and a flash of gold reflected itself in his eyes.
Keyblade.
Keyblade.
Keyblade.