A/N: Heeheehee... cliffies are fuuuuuuuuuuun ^^ Anyways, I don't got much to say, so on with the Disclaimer...
Disclaimer: I only own Night and the secretary person. Oh wait, and Mrs. Mandrake... and Holly's parents' names, I think... Yeah, I think that is it...
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"Cause I think I know what the dagger does now," Night said, then paused. A few agonizing seconds passed.
"Well?" Root finally asked, his hand still hovering over the dagger.
"The inscription on the hilt reads 'By the powers granted to me, the elements of the Ancient World, I command thee to yield thy magick,'" Night explained, confusing everyone even more. Especially Root. He looked like someone had just stolen all of his Fungus Cigars and is in shock. Except, right now, he is confused.
Holly spoke for all of the members of the room when she said, "Ooooookay Night. Not all of us spend all of our time reading ancient books about evil magick."
"Fine. It means that any Fairy with magick that touches that dagger, looses their magick," Night said.
"So that's why it didn't affect me. I ain't got any magick yet," Holly said.
"Ain't isn't a word," Cedar said.
"Is in my dictionary," Holly said.
"Holly shut up. Cedar, I am not interested in a grammar lesson. And I think neither is Root," Night said. Root DID look slightly purple. Then again, that is just his normal skin colour.
"Just tell us about the stupid DAGGER!!" Root said, his face getting more and more purple.
"Weeeeeeeeeeeell," Night said, drawing out the well so Root would get even more annoyed with her. Root began to stand up, "I was walking through my library one day, and I came across a book bound in purple leather. Sorta like Root's face," Root stood up and crossed the room to stand right in front of Night, "Well, actually, I don't think the leather was that purple. Maybe it was the same colour when it was originally made, but, AAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCKKKK!!!!!" Night gasped, feet dangling above the ground. She was being held up by her throat by Root. His face was the nice colour of the purply colour you get when you mix a lot of black with a little bit of purple. (A/N I really don't know the name of the colour. Anyways, mix a bunch of paint together if you really wanna know what the colour actually looks like. It's really disgusting.) Not a pretty sight.
"Root! Put her down!" Cedar yelled. Root reluctantly dropped Night.
"As I was saying, before I was so rudely interrupted," Night said, apparently unaware that she had been nearly choked to death, "I was walking through my library, found a book bound in purple leather and opened it. It was about ancient magick artefacts. The dagger had a whole chapter to itself. Essentially, the author talked about a dagger that could steal a Fairy's magick."
"So, the Fairy could just do the Ritual and get his, or her, magick back," Root growled.
"Ah, but there is the most interesting part of the Dagger. When the unfortunate Fairy does the Ritual, the magick gained is sucked up into the Dagger, making it all the more powerful. The Dagger was eventually ordered to be destroyed, and since then, it has been seen again. Until now," Night said.
"But why wasn't the Dagger destroyed," Root asked.
"I dunno. The author was convinced that the dagger was destroyed. All of the People were too," Night said.
"I guess we should get some Seers to look into the past and find out what really happened," Cedar said.
"Okay, that is all great, but what are we going to do with this dagger?" Holly asked.
"You keep it. Don't let anyone see it, though," Night said, "well, except us."
"Are you sure that is safe?" Cedar asked, worried for his daughter.
"Yup. Well, pretty sure. Well, I better get home and look for that book and others on the dagger," Night said.
"I'll find some Seers," Root said.
"I just think I will take the dagger and go home," Holly said, "Hey Night, do you know how old Mrs. Mandrake is?"
"Noooooo, it never crossed my mind to figure that out," Night said.
"She is going to be 1047 in a few weeks," Holly said, then opened the door.
"Heh heh heh," Night snickered. Holly could see evil thoughts going through Night's mind.
"Mrs. Mandrake is your teacher? Is her first name Susan?" Root asked.
"Yeah," Holly replied.
"D'Arvit. I never knew she was that old!" Root said, eyes wide, "I would have thought she was 3000!"
"You know her?" Night asked.
"Yeah, she was a new teacher when I went to school," Root replied.
"She taught me too," Cedar put in. Night and Holly looked at each other.
"Was she a bitch when she first started teaching?" Night asked Root.
"Yeah. I assume she still is," Root said.
"Yup. Well, I am outta here! See yah tomorrow Holly," Night said, and then left the office.
"Come on Dad," Holly had this weird urge to go home.
"Alright, I'm coming," Cedar said, "I'll see you tomorrow, Root."
"Good bye Night, Holly and Cedar," Root said and sat down in his chair. The door shut behind Cedar, "This is bad, really bad," Root knew something about that Dagger, too. And that was that the dagger could control Holly's mind if she didn't fight it. Root knows this because his own mother was a slave of the dagger. She had stabbed her husband with it. He didn't die. But his magick was gone. If you held that dagger for over 5 seconds, kiss your magick good bye. That boy Holly cut would be fine. He was lucky. Words flashed through Root's head when he thought of Holly becoming a slave. Ragnarok, the Apocalypse, Armageddon. All mean one thing. The end of the world.
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A/N: Short, I know. I am sorry that I didn't update sooner, but I had a speech due last week. Unfortunately, that is more important than FanFiction.net stories. I got an 88 on my speech ^^ Anyways, I'll try to update sooner. I have a question for you. Would you like me to update lots with chapters about 2-3 pages long (like this one) or update less often (like I have been doing lately) with chapters about 7 pages long? I really don't care which one. Anyways, see yah!!
~ Mage Kitty =^.^=