Hello all. Here is the next chapter. And I promise you, I'm updating as soon as possible! I won't talk too much here, so happy reading!!!
Chapter 8: Black Magic In Hand
As soon as Timmy stepped forward, the ground began to shake. Timmy fell and gripped the edge to keep from falling. He looked up and noticed the cloud above him had turned black. He could hear thunder. But through the thunder he could hear something else. A very faint noise.
"Timmy, come closer. I need you." A small, unfamiliar voice called out. Timmy turned around, expecting to see something, but nothing was there. Just emptiness.
Timmy got up again. The ground had finally stopped shaking. He wanted to go forward, but something stopped him. Half of him wanted to stay and that half was winning. Timmy turned around and noticed the wand Anti-Cosmo had given him was on the edge. Timmy stared at it, not wanting anything to do with it.
"I should let it fall." Timmy said to himself, reaching his foot out to push it over.
"No Timmy!" The voice called out again. Timmy stopped and withdrew his foot. He looked around again, but nothing was there. He bent down and looked at the wand. It had started glowing a white light again. He reached his hand out and instantly felt a burning sensation on his stomach. Although the pain was great, he ignored it and picked up the wand. The instant he touched it the pain stopped. He stood back up.
"Well done." The voice said again. This time Timmy didn't even bother to turn around. He moved forward cautiously.
"Cosmo, Wanda?" He called out quietly. There was no answer. He stopped to look around. The room was dark again and he couldn't see anything. Then, and he had no idea why, he held up the wand. It glowed a bright green light and Timmy was able to see his surroundings again. The floor he was standing on turned red and grew hot. It burnt through Timmy's shoes. Timmy ran as fast as he could. As he ran, the ground started to shake again, but Timmy didn't care. He just wanted to escape the burning. Then, as quick as it had come, the burning stopped. Timmy slowed to a walk and raised the wand again.
"Wanda, is that you?" Timmy asked. He had raised the wand and found he was face to face with on of the figures he had seen at the end of the room. Apparently they had freed themselves.
"Why Timmy, yes it is!" She said sweetly in a high voice. "I'm soo glad you found me. I'm saved!" She squealed and hugged Timmy. Timmy just stared at her. He never remembered Wanda ever acting like this before.
"Come Timothy, I mean Timmy. We must leave this dreadful, icky place!" Wanda said taking Timmy's hand and leading him away. She had grabbed the hand that he had burnt and for some reason he could feel the pain all over again.
"Stop!" Timmy said, pulling his hand away from her. As soon as he lost contact, the pain stopped. He looked down at his hand, but it seemed fine.
"But we must leave. You may be sick. I couldn't allow that!" She said, making a grab for him again. Timmy dodged her.
"Who are you?" Timmy asked suspiciously. He looked at her. There was just something about this whole thing that didn't seem right.
"What do you mean? I am your loving godmother!" She said, smiling. "Now, would you like a cookie?" She said, offering Timmy a large cookie. Timmy just looked at her.
"No, your not Wanda!" Timmy said slowly.
"Yes I am!" She replied back quickly, her voice now shaking.
"No your not!" Timmy said, more sure of himself. Timmy turned around and ran down the narrow path.
"You can't escape!"The figure said as he chased him. Her voice had grown much deeper. Timmy ran faster. He didn't dare look back as he rounded a corner.
"Oh-No, a dead end!" Timmy said to himself. He turned around and came face to face with the figure. She was now completely black and transparent, almost like a spirit or something.
"I've got you now Timothy, there's nowhere to run!" She laughed. Timmy looked up in fear. Then he did the only thing he could think of, he sat down and curled up in the corner.
"What are you?" He managed to ask.
"I? I am simply part of Wanda's dark side. Every Fairy has one, you know!" She said again.
"Like an Anti-Fairy?" Timmy asked slowly, cringing as it neared.
"Shut up, you pathetic boy!" It said as it moved closer. Timmy pressed himself into the corner even more.
"What, then where's Wanda?" Timmy asked in confusion.
"Never mind that," The spirit said "It's not like you'll be around to find out!" She said again and started to move closer.
"Yes, I will see her again. Because she loves me!" Timmy cried out in anger. He was tired of things telling him what to believe. He raised the wand again and stood up. "Stay back!" He said threateningly.
"What are you going to do with that?" She said, motioning to the wand.
"Um...ah..." Timmy thought. It had just occurred to him that he had no idea how to use it. Wanda's spirit laughed again.
"Well, I could do this!" Timmy said. He threw the wand at the spirit. She stopped laughing instantly. The wand made contact and started to grow brightly. It glowed a purple light and fell to the floor. The spirit was nowhere in sight. Timmy walked over to the wand and looked at it. It had landed on a rock and was glowing brightly. It flashed red and then turned black again.
"That was weird!" Timmy said to himself. He picked up the wand and continued on, not even thinking about where the spirit could have gone.
As Timmy moved forward, he noticed the room was getting brighter. He started to walking a bit faster, even though he had no idea where he was going. He looked at the wand again and couldn't help wondering one thing. Where had that spirit gone? It seemed as though she had disappeared into thin air.
"Timmy, come closer." A voice rang out. Timmy stopped and looked up at the sky. He saw a flash of white lightning, but nothing else. He moved on, this time slower.
"Timmy Turner, come here." The voice said again. Timmy stopped again.
"Who's there?" Timmy called out. He could hear his voice echo throughout the room. But there was no answer. He, once again, continued on.
A few minutes later Timmy stopped again.
"Where am I?" Timmy asked himself. It seemed he had been walking in circles. Everything looked the same.
"Why would you ask that?" A voice said. This time it came from behind Timmy. He turned around and saw something, but it was concealed in the shadows.
"Who's there?" Timmy asked into the darkness.
"Nothing!" Said the voice. Timmy raised his wand to the shadows. It started to glow. Timmy saw a small figure curled up on the ground, squinting from the bright light.
"Cosmo?" Timmy asked. The figure stood up and brushed himself off.
"Off course, who else?" He said in a rather deep voice. "Would you please put that wand down, your going to blind me?" He asked politely.
Timmy was about to lower it, but something stopped him. He had a feeling that this was another trick, that this wasn't really Cosmo.
"What if I don't?" Timmy said, holding the wand up higher. Cosmo covered his eyes.
"Please, get rid of that, you stupid boy!" He yelled and knocked it out of his hand.
"Your not Cosmo, are you?" Said Timmy triumphantly. He watched the wand fall to his side. He reached down to pick it up.
"Of course not, duh!" He said. He may not have been Cosmo, but Timmy could guess where the stupidity came from. "I am just a part of him, simply a spirit."
"Well say good-bye!" Timmy yelled and he threw the wand in his direction. It made contact and started to glow again, just like it had the last time. But then something strange happened. The wand set off a small explosion and Timmy watched as Cosmo's spirit was literally sucked into the wand. The wand stopped glowing and fell to the floor. The wand sent out a few purple sparks and then stopped. Timmy walked over to it and slowly picked it up.
"AHHHH!" A female voice yelled. It sounded close. Timmy stuck the wand in his pocket and ran in the direction of the voice. This voice seemed more familiar than the last two.
Timmy rounded another corner a few minutes later. He had been running the whole time and was very tired at the moment, Lucky for him, he had reached the end of the room. He looked up and saw a large wall made of black bricks. Hanging from the wall was five ropes. Two of which still had something tied to the ends.
"Cosmo, Wanda!" Timmy cried as he ran up to the walls. They looked terrible. Their faces were red and dirty and they looked almost lifeless as they hung there by their feet. Timmy hoped he wasn't too late.
"Cosmo, Wanda. Are you okay?" Timmy called out again, this time louder. They both opened their eyes slowly.
"Oh Timmy, is that you?" Wanda asked in a weak voice.
"Yippee, we're saved!" Cosmo called out, in his usual happy voice, although he sounded quite tired.
"Are you guys alright?" Timmy asked as he walked up to them. He inspected the ropes that were holding them up.
"We will be once you get us down from here!" Cosmo said. He struggled to get free.
"Okay!" Said Timmy in a determined voice. The ropes looked to thick to break so he took the wand out from his pocket.
"Um, Timmy, where did you get that?" Wanda asked nervously as Timmy took the wand out. It sparked more purple sparks as Timmy prepared to cut the ropes with it.
"No time now. Gotta get you free!" Said Timmy as he started to hack at the ropes with the wand. A few hits and the whole rope went up in blue flames and turned to ash. Wanda fell to the ground.
"Okay, and now to free Cosmo." Timmy said, wiping his brow. Cosmo took one look at the wand and started to shake.
"One, two, three..." Timmy chanted as he burnt the second rope with his wand. Then, Cosmo too, fell to the floor next to Wanda.
"Timmy where did you get that?" Wanda asked again. She could feel the dark magic surrounding it, and there was a lot of it. Timmy glared at her.
"What do you care?" He snapped back at her. He hid the wand behind his back. Wanda stared at him and moved a few inches back. Cosmo came up to her and pulled her into a death grip.
"Wanda, what's wrong with Timmy?" Cosmo whispered to Wanda nervously. Wanda looked at him.
"I don't know sweetie, but it has something to do with that wand he has behind his back!"
Timmy turned back to his godparents. They were huddled together, pressed into a corner. For some reason, it humored Timmy to see them this terrified. He snickered at them.
"Don't hurt me!" Wailed Cosmo as Timmy started to walk closer.
"Oh, Cosmo don't be silly. Timmy would never hurt you!" Wanda said reassuringly. She looked back at Timmy. "Would he?" She asked herself. She watched as Timmy raised the wand above his head. The wand started to glow again and it sent sparks showering over Cosmo and Wanda. They cringed as the hot sparks hit them. Wanda looked up just in time to see two dark figures fly out of the wand and drive themselves into Timmy's back. He collapsed to the ground.
"Timmy, are you okay?" Wanda asked, even though she didn't move from her spot. There was no answer from Timmy.
"Timmy, are you alive?" Cosmo asked. This time Timmy responded.
"Never been better!" He answered Cosmo in an evil voice. He rose to his feet. Cosmo and Wanda stared into his eyes. Timmy's eyes had gone almost black, just like it had in the reflection. Timmy started to walk closer to them and Cosmo and Wanda pulled their wands out for defense.
"Those won't help you!" Timmy yelled as he neared them. He reached out and knocked the two wands out of their hands. They skidded across the cold floor, far from reach.
"Timmy, please don't do this!" Wanda whispered
"Yeah, we love you. Don't kill us!" Cosmo wailed at the top of his lungs. Timmy stopped walking and looked at the two whimpering fairies. He remembered seeing this before, but couldn't remember exactly how and when. He paused to think.
He remembered seeing Wanda and Cosmo's wands being hit to the ground. Then he had picked them up. He looked at the wands, then at his own.
"The mirror?" Timmy suddenly said. Wanda and Cosmo stared at him.
"It was here, but I never had this!" Timmy said, looking down at the black wand in his hands. He could feel the magic coursing through it.
"In the mirror I used your wands, not this!" Timmy said to Cosmo and Wanda. They looked back at him with a clueless expression. Since Timmy never told them what he had seen, they had no idea what he was talking about.
"Which means this was all a lie. None of this is true!" Timmy yelled up into the sky. Wanda noticed that as Timmy was saying all this, his eyes were slowly changing back to normal.
"And that means I don't need this anymore!" Timmy said, raising the wand over his head. He threw it over the edge as hard as he could. Then he collapsed, as if the wand had taken all of his energy with it. Cosmo and Wanda watched as it fell into the vast blackness that lay below them. When it disappeared they looked back at Timmy. They got up, retrieved their wands and floated over to him.
"Timmy, Timmy wake up!" Wanda said as she gently shook him awake. Timmy opened his eyes and looked up.
"Wanda, Cosmo, where are we?" He asked in a weak voice. He could barely move.
"I don't know Timmy, but thanks for saving us!" Cosmo said and hugged Timmy.
"Ow. Cosmo cut that out!" Timmy said clutching his stomach.
"What's wrong sweetie?" Wanda said moving his hand to see what was wrong. Timmy moved his hand, revealing the burn mark on his skin. It had turned black and was blue around the edges.
"Timmy are you okay?" She asked him. But Timmy didn't answer, for he had fallen unconscious again. Wanda and Cosmo looked at each other with worry.
At that moment the sky turned dark and they all felt a spinning sensation in the pit of their stomachs as they were all teleported back to the game board.
Well, I hope you all liked it! I want to thank all my wonderful reviewers now. U guys are the best. Oh, foru guys who don't like suspense. It's part of the story. It keeps ya reading. And I'm updating as soon as possible, so just wait patiently!!! Keep reading!!!