Chapter 6: Rainha
A swirl of rainbow and stars passed Hermione's eyes. Her body twisted and rotated around a ball of light. She felt as if thousands of pounds were being pushed against her from all sides. She geared herself toward the light by forcing her body into it's direction. She flew straight into the ball and crashed onto something hard. She slowly opened her eyes to see that she had hit the floor of a dark cloister. She examined the room. The walls were covered with ancient drawings that told a story. One particular picture of a little girl caught Hermione's eye. She walked up to the picture and touched it. A mysterious chanting started to ring in Hermione's ear.
"Plea seundoth ecurs etha thath beenpu tupon me," it chanted. Hermione released her hand and took a few steps back. She looked over her right shoulder and spotted a bronze pedestal surrounded by candles. She walked up to the pedestal and saw a beautiful wand of bronze that lay on top of the pedestal's surface. She reached her hand out in caution and slowly gripped the wand in her hand. As her fingers enclosed on the wand a bright light shot out of the wand onto the wall that stood in front of her. Words started to appear on the wall as the light from the wand shown brightly on it. Hermione felt as if the wand was taking over her brain and she recited the words.
"I, Hermione Granger, will receive the wand as a blessing. I will show my true strength through the challenges ahead and prove myself worthy. I, Hermione Granger, will conquer all who will stop me. I alone am invincible."-
The light disappeared as Hermione finished the last word. She felt as if a spirit had just possessed her body. A trail of torches to her right started to light one by one suggesting her to follow the trail to a door that appeared at the end of the room. She walked toward the door cautiously with her new wand in hand. She examined the wand and found a marking on the very tip of it which looked like an eagle with the head of a woman. Strange calligraphy that Hermione couldn't recognize was engraved around the handle. She felt a strong aura of power emitting from the wand. As she approached the door her wand started to tremble in her grip. It shot out of her hand and started to trace strange words written on the door. As the wand traced the letters a mysterious voice boomed inside of Hermione's head.
"Answer this riddle and you may pass. The maker doesn't want it, the buyer doesn't need it, and the user doesn't see it. What is it?"-
Hermione took a few steps back as her face turned red hot. She thought really hard. Could it be electricity? But she thought again because the buyer certainly does need electricity. She shuffled through her thoughts and thought of wood. But the buyer also needs wood and wood is definitely not invisible.
"May I have a clue please," asked Hermione.
"If you are the user, you will no longer breathe," said the mysterious voice.
Hermione felt a piercing pain on her face. She received a cut in return for the clue. She looked at the ground as her stomach shot to the floor. She thought harder and it hit her. A coffin. The maker certainly doesn't want it, the buyer certainly doesn't need it, and the user obviously can't see it because it's used by the dead.
"A coffin," Hermione shouted nervously. The words on the door slowly disappeared and the wand returned to her hand as the door opened revealing another room. She had no idea what was going on but her curiosity motivated her. She stepped into the next room and the door behind her disappeared. Feeling scared as ever Hermione slowly walked toward the center of the room where a single beam of light broke through a hole punctured on the ceiling. As she stepped into the light a large glyph appeared under her feet. The glyph had eight corners surrounded by a huge circle with the same symbol as the one on her wand in the middle of the glyph. At the eight corners of the glyph, small orbs of different colored lights floated maliciously as strange words started to revolve around Hermione. Again a voice boomed inside her head with instructions. Hermione closed her eyes and listened carefully to every single word.
"The glyph of Patiri will show no mercy. Study the color of the orbs as it stands. In ten seconds the orbs will rotate three times to the right, two times to the left, 8 times to the right, 2 times to the right, and 6 times to the left. The sky will exchange with water. The earth will exchange with fire. The sun will stay arise and the others will remain unchanged. Arrange the orbs back in the right order and be granted the privilege to be the successor of the Rainha tribe. Remember, time will play as your enemy. Be clever at your choices. The glyph will show no mercy."
Hermione's eyes opened at once as the words faded from her mind. She studied the orbs in order while counting to ten in her mind.
"Red, blue, green, orange." Hermione recited. But before she could spot all the colors the orbs started to rotate at a fast pace. After what seemed like a flash of rainbow Hermione stared at the orb in front of her. It was the orange orb. She looked around and recited the colors as it stands. Orange, yellow, purple, black, blue, green, white, and red. Hermione tried to think about what exchanged with what.
"Sky with water," Hermione thought. "If blue represents water, than white must represent the sky." Hermione pointed her wand at the blue orb and it rose into the air. She then pointed her wand at the white orb and they switched places. In the distance Hermione saw a piece of a door appear on the wall. Hermione thought again. Earth will exchange with fire.
"Since red represents the sun, orange must represent fire," she thought. Green most obviously represented the earth. She pointed her wand at yellow and then at the green. But instead of changing places she felt a piercing pain on her arm. The orbs sunk back into their spots and the red and the green orbs remained unchanged. Hermione looked down at her arm and saw that she has received a burn that covered her whole wrist. She now knew what the voice meant by telling her the glyph will show no mercy. She had obviously made a wrong move. She thought again trying hard to ignore the searing pain on her wrist.
"If orange doesn't represent the fire then red must," she reasoned. Taking a deep breath Hermione pointed her wand at the red orb and green orb as they both rose into the air and switched places. Another piece of the door appeared. Hermione sighed and thought about the next clue.
"The sun will stay arise and the others will remain unchanged."
Hermione thought about the sun and realized that by staying arise it would not have exchanged with any color. Hermione now turned around and spotted the red. All she had to do now was to move the red back to where she was facing. She pointed her wand excitedly at the red orb and it rose into the air. She directed it to the next spot over and all the orbs jumped to the right once. Another piece of the door appeared. All she needed now were two more pieces. She moved the red over another spot and all the orbs, like before, jumped a spot to the right. The next piece of the door appeared. Finally, Hermione moved the red orb one last spot to the right and all the orbs jumped one spot to the right. The final piece of the door appeared and all the orbs shot into her wand. The glyph slowly shrank in size until it became the size of a small coin. The glyph then shot itself into the air right off the ground and flew full speed at Hermione's lower back. Hermione screamed in pain as the glyph engraved itself onto her lower back permanently. After what seemed like hot coals being pushed against her back Hermione reached her hand back to the spot where the glyph burned a hole right through her robes and onto her back. Not thinking much of it, Hermione headed to the door that appeared.
"You have proven yourself," boomed a mysterious voice once more.
"You have now officially received the marking of the Rainha and will now have full control of the Rainha wand. Please use the wand wisely and discover the inner power you posses. You show excellence in knowledge and wit which is a trait of the Rainha tribe." A book suddenly fell out of the sky onto Hermione's lap. The book was titled "Soletra de Rainha".
"Accept this gift, use it to triumph over evil and don't ever trust anybody but yourself. Remember, time will never show mercy. As you head on your journey your past will unravel before your eyes. Until then, look after yourself."-
Hermione was now utterly shocked and confused. She had no idea who and what the Rainha were and didn't know why she was sucked through the portal and taken here. She also had no idea why she was chosen to uphold the Rainha's powers. She flipped through the book to discover it full of spells, incantations, and potions. Hermione looked down at her wrist and noticed that the burn was spreading. She quickly flipped through the book for a cure.
"How in the world will I find a spell for curing my burn before it spreads," Hermione whined. As she finished her words the Rainha wand lifted itself and pointed at the book. The pages started flipping rapidly and stopped suddenly on a page labeled "Cures". She quickly scanned the book for a cure for burns and found it on the following page. She lifted her wand, pointed it at the burn which has now spread itself to her upper arm and shouted, "Queimadura da Cura."
A cooling sensation spread through her arm as the burn disappeared. She smiled at the thought of having to master a new level of wizardry. She lifted herself up, carried her new wand and spell book toward the door and shouted, "Abra Agora."
A swirl of rainbow and stars passed Hermione's eyes. Her body twisted and rotated around a ball of light. She felt as if thousands of pounds were being pushed against her from all sides. She geared herself toward the light by forcing her body into it's direction. She flew straight into the ball and crashed onto something hard. She slowly opened her eyes to see that she had hit the floor of a dark cloister. She examined the room. The walls were covered with ancient drawings that told a story. One particular picture of a little girl caught Hermione's eye. She walked up to the picture and touched it. A mysterious chanting started to ring in Hermione's ear.
"Plea seundoth ecurs etha thath beenpu tupon me," it chanted. Hermione released her hand and took a few steps back. She looked over her right shoulder and spotted a bronze pedestal surrounded by candles. She walked up to the pedestal and saw a beautiful wand of bronze that lay on top of the pedestal's surface. She reached her hand out in caution and slowly gripped the wand in her hand. As her fingers enclosed on the wand a bright light shot out of the wand onto the wall that stood in front of her. Words started to appear on the wall as the light from the wand shown brightly on it. Hermione felt as if the wand was taking over her brain and she recited the words.
"I, Hermione Granger, will receive the wand as a blessing. I will show my true strength through the challenges ahead and prove myself worthy. I, Hermione Granger, will conquer all who will stop me. I alone am invincible."-
The light disappeared as Hermione finished the last word. She felt as if a spirit had just possessed her body. A trail of torches to her right started to light one by one suggesting her to follow the trail to a door that appeared at the end of the room. She walked toward the door cautiously with her new wand in hand. She examined the wand and found a marking on the very tip of it which looked like an eagle with the head of a woman. Strange calligraphy that Hermione couldn't recognize was engraved around the handle. She felt a strong aura of power emitting from the wand. As she approached the door her wand started to tremble in her grip. It shot out of her hand and started to trace strange words written on the door. As the wand traced the letters a mysterious voice boomed inside of Hermione's head.
"Answer this riddle and you may pass. The maker doesn't want it, the buyer doesn't need it, and the user doesn't see it. What is it?"-
Hermione took a few steps back as her face turned red hot. She thought really hard. Could it be electricity? But she thought again because the buyer certainly does need electricity. She shuffled through her thoughts and thought of wood. But the buyer also needs wood and wood is definitely not invisible.
"May I have a clue please," asked Hermione.
"If you are the user, you will no longer breathe," said the mysterious voice.
Hermione felt a piercing pain on her face. She received a cut in return for the clue. She looked at the ground as her stomach shot to the floor. She thought harder and it hit her. A coffin. The maker certainly doesn't want it, the buyer certainly doesn't need it, and the user obviously can't see it because it's used by the dead.
"A coffin," Hermione shouted nervously. The words on the door slowly disappeared and the wand returned to her hand as the door opened revealing another room. She had no idea what was going on but her curiosity motivated her. She stepped into the next room and the door behind her disappeared. Feeling scared as ever Hermione slowly walked toward the center of the room where a single beam of light broke through a hole punctured on the ceiling. As she stepped into the light a large glyph appeared under her feet. The glyph had eight corners surrounded by a huge circle with the same symbol as the one on her wand in the middle of the glyph. At the eight corners of the glyph, small orbs of different colored lights floated maliciously as strange words started to revolve around Hermione. Again a voice boomed inside her head with instructions. Hermione closed her eyes and listened carefully to every single word.
"The glyph of Patiri will show no mercy. Study the color of the orbs as it stands. In ten seconds the orbs will rotate three times to the right, two times to the left, 8 times to the right, 2 times to the right, and 6 times to the left. The sky will exchange with water. The earth will exchange with fire. The sun will stay arise and the others will remain unchanged. Arrange the orbs back in the right order and be granted the privilege to be the successor of the Rainha tribe. Remember, time will play as your enemy. Be clever at your choices. The glyph will show no mercy."
Hermione's eyes opened at once as the words faded from her mind. She studied the orbs in order while counting to ten in her mind.
"Red, blue, green, orange." Hermione recited. But before she could spot all the colors the orbs started to rotate at a fast pace. After what seemed like a flash of rainbow Hermione stared at the orb in front of her. It was the orange orb. She looked around and recited the colors as it stands. Orange, yellow, purple, black, blue, green, white, and red. Hermione tried to think about what exchanged with what.
"Sky with water," Hermione thought. "If blue represents water, than white must represent the sky." Hermione pointed her wand at the blue orb and it rose into the air. She then pointed her wand at the white orb and they switched places. In the distance Hermione saw a piece of a door appear on the wall. Hermione thought again. Earth will exchange with fire.
"Since red represents the sun, orange must represent fire," she thought. Green most obviously represented the earth. She pointed her wand at yellow and then at the green. But instead of changing places she felt a piercing pain on her arm. The orbs sunk back into their spots and the red and the green orbs remained unchanged. Hermione looked down at her arm and saw that she has received a burn that covered her whole wrist. She now knew what the voice meant by telling her the glyph will show no mercy. She had obviously made a wrong move. She thought again trying hard to ignore the searing pain on her wrist.
"If orange doesn't represent the fire then red must," she reasoned. Taking a deep breath Hermione pointed her wand at the red orb and green orb as they both rose into the air and switched places. Another piece of the door appeared. Hermione sighed and thought about the next clue.
"The sun will stay arise and the others will remain unchanged."
Hermione thought about the sun and realized that by staying arise it would not have exchanged with any color. Hermione now turned around and spotted the red. All she had to do now was to move the red back to where she was facing. She pointed her wand excitedly at the red orb and it rose into the air. She directed it to the next spot over and all the orbs jumped to the right once. Another piece of the door appeared. All she needed now were two more pieces. She moved the red over another spot and all the orbs, like before, jumped a spot to the right. The next piece of the door appeared. Finally, Hermione moved the red orb one last spot to the right and all the orbs jumped one spot to the right. The final piece of the door appeared and all the orbs shot into her wand. The glyph slowly shrank in size until it became the size of a small coin. The glyph then shot itself into the air right off the ground and flew full speed at Hermione's lower back. Hermione screamed in pain as the glyph engraved itself onto her lower back permanently. After what seemed like hot coals being pushed against her back Hermione reached her hand back to the spot where the glyph burned a hole right through her robes and onto her back. Not thinking much of it, Hermione headed to the door that appeared.
"You have proven yourself," boomed a mysterious voice once more.
"You have now officially received the marking of the Rainha and will now have full control of the Rainha wand. Please use the wand wisely and discover the inner power you posses. You show excellence in knowledge and wit which is a trait of the Rainha tribe." A book suddenly fell out of the sky onto Hermione's lap. The book was titled "Soletra de Rainha".
"Accept this gift, use it to triumph over evil and don't ever trust anybody but yourself. Remember, time will never show mercy. As you head on your journey your past will unravel before your eyes. Until then, look after yourself."-
Hermione was now utterly shocked and confused. She had no idea who and what the Rainha were and didn't know why she was sucked through the portal and taken here. She also had no idea why she was chosen to uphold the Rainha's powers. She flipped through the book to discover it full of spells, incantations, and potions. Hermione looked down at her wrist and noticed that the burn was spreading. She quickly flipped through the book for a cure.
"How in the world will I find a spell for curing my burn before it spreads," Hermione whined. As she finished her words the Rainha wand lifted itself and pointed at the book. The pages started flipping rapidly and stopped suddenly on a page labeled "Cures". She quickly scanned the book for a cure for burns and found it on the following page. She lifted her wand, pointed it at the burn which has now spread itself to her upper arm and shouted, "Queimadura da Cura."
A cooling sensation spread through her arm as the burn disappeared. She smiled at the thought of having to master a new level of wizardry. She lifted herself up, carried her new wand and spell book toward the door and shouted, "Abra Agora."