A/N: Two more chapters after this! Almost there!

Half an hour later found Qwen and Zara sitting in the woods. Qwen had a bad feeling deep down in her bones, and from the look on Zara's face, she did too. Still, she had to be sure.
"Zara, what gives? You okay?" Qwen asked the girl stroking Eastflame.
Zara looked up and before Zara could cover it up, Qwen could see immense worry and sadness deep in her eyes. She smiled and nodded. "Yeah, fine."
Qwen sighed. "Do you have a bad feeling about this, too?" Qwen asked.
Zara looked up at her. "You too?" Qwen nodded. Now all that Zara had been hiding in her eyes flew to the surface—in the form of tears. "I'm just so scared, Qwen!" She collapsed to the ground and began to sob, Eastflame and Westwail coming up to console her. Sunfire and Mooncry had gone hunting; their stomachs were growling so loud that the people in the village probably could hear.
Qwen went over to Zara and sat down beside her. She put a hand on her shoulder. "Scared of what?" she asked gently.
"That Andy won't come back," she moaned.
Qwen felt that annoyance come back, but she squashed it so that she could continue to console Zara. "Why do you think that?"
Here Zara looked off to some far off place and seemed to become uncomfortable. "Does it matter? I just think that something's going to happen to him. He's going to be discovered, and—and—" here she started to sob again.
Qwen shook her shoulder slightly. "Hey, come on, now, you can tell me. Why do you think that?" Before Zara could reply, Qwen was suddenly flying through a white space, images and visions flying by her face. She stopped suddenly, and landed in the forest.
She was facing Zara and Zara was sharpening Bowen's sword. Suddenly she stopped and stared straight ahead, her eyes blank. Qwen shot forward and as she flew, she noticed that she was heading straight for Zara's eyes.
Blue was all around her, and she finally landed in a white expanse. She could see words floating around all around her.
I'm in Zara's mind! she thought to herself. She turned to face the direction that Zara was looking and she gasped, despite of herself.
It showed all of the people who had gone to the village being thrown into a dungeon by—
Sir Eryk.
He smirked and went up to Andy. He yanked him up by the scruff on his collar and held him up to his eye level. "You were my squire." Then he hit Andy so hard with his other hand that Andy flew back against the wall of the cell. He landed with a loud thud and lay in a quiet heap.
Josh stepped forward. "You can't do this to us! The Princesses will win!" he cried. Sir Eryk lobbed one off on Josh too, and Josh went sailing back to land next to Andy.
"Your Princesses are never going to win!" Sir Eryk cried bitterly before he left he cell, slamming the door behind him.
The vision disappeared, and Qwen was quickly traveling out of Zara's mind. She landed with a thud back in her own body. She could see that Zara and the dragons hadn't noticed a thing, and Zara was shaking her head and sobbing.
"You wouldn't believe me," she was sobbing. Qwen realized that the whole thing had taken only seconds, and now she was back where she was, and Zara was replying to Qwen's question.
"I wouldn't be too sure of that," Qwen said before she repeated what she had seen. Zara stared at her with wide, sad, tear filled eyes.
"How did you know that?" Zara asked, mystified.
Qwen shook her head. "Doesn't matter. All that matters is that this might be happening. Do you want to go and see if we can find them?" she asked, because truth be told, she had a feeling in her that this was happening. And the thought of Josh getting his butt kicked by Sir Eryk was making her throat close up.
Zara looked back down at the ground before she abruptly stood up. She wiped at her face and eyes before she turned to look at Qwen. Qwen noticed the change in her immediately. Her body was set, shoulders back, her feet firmly on the ground. Her eyes were steady, and held no clue of the tears that had been falling from them, save for a bit of pink puffiness around the edges.
"Let's go," she said with an edge in her voice.
Just then, Sunfire and Mooncry appeared, walking out of the forest.
"We'd thought you'd never get around to it!" Sunfire cried. "Let's go get these suckers!"
Zara and Qwen smiled, then transformed. Their sword and shield showed up with their outfits, Zara's sword in a sheath on a belt around her waist. They climbed up on the backs of their dragons and looked down to Eastflame and Westwail.
"You coming?" Qwen asked.
They nodded. "Not yet," Westwail said. "But soon."
Qwen and Zara exchanged a look that said "Whatever, freaks" before they instructed their dragons to fly.
The wind blew in Qwen's face, and Mooncry moved gracefully beneath her. She would've been happy, if it weren't for her feeling of impending doom in her stomach. As they rode, they could see the castle's towers looming up into view.
"That's the castle," Zara yelled over to Qwen. "They're holding them in the tower to the far east."
"How do you know?" Qwen called back.
"Because that's where they'd keep traitors and I know the dungeons of that tower—they look like the ones in the vision." Qwen shot Zara a strange look and Zara shrugged. "I liked to camp out in the dungeons when I was little. Never knew why."
They flew down lower and lower.
"Um, how are we going to get to the tower?" Qwen asked.
"We can land on the roof of the castle, then go down to the tower," Zara replied.
"What if we come up against their soldiers?" Qwen asked.
Zara looked over at her and Qwen could see that she didn't have the answers to that. Qwen's mind started to come up with an idea. "Zara! Why don't I go to the village and gather up the villagers, so that we have an army, and you can go in and save Andy and Josh?" Qwen proposed.
"Already done!" came two familiar voices beside them. They looked over their shoulders to see Eastflame and Westwail, pointing down to the ground below. Zara and Qwen looked down to see a huge mob of villagers, charging the castle.
Eastflame dipped back down to help the villagers and before Westwail left he gave a small salute and smiled before he shot back down to the earth like a rocket.
Zara and Qwen only shared a smile before they landed on the roof of the castle.

Zara climbed off Sunfire to see an oncoming rush of soldiers from the tower holding the prisoners, and from the opposite tower.
"Oh, crap," Qwen said and then the soldiers were on them.
Zara wielded her blade with mastery. Two men came, grabbed her arms and held her steady for a man to come and slice her open with her own sword. Zara pushed off with her feet and brought her foot up under the man's chin. As she flipped, she wrenched her arms free and she hit the men who held her in their chins. When she landed, all three men were on the ground.
As she hefted her sword once again, she said to herself, "I've never been able to do that before." She punched another man and kicked one in the face before she whirled and got another with her sword. She stood up and flexed her hand. "I didn't even hurt my hand!"
Qwen was blocking left and right with her shield, delivering blows and kicks to soldiers left and right.
I wish that magic would show up soon, she thought bitterly to herself.
Just point your finger, came Draco's voice in her head.
Draco? she asked.
Do it! Draco replied and then he was gone.
Qwen pointed her finger at a man charging at her, and out from her charm forming the eye of Mooncry on her chest flew a stream of purple and black magic. The man convulsed and fell to the ground. One man reached down to help him and the magic got him too. They both fell in a heap on the ground. Qwen looked at her finger.
"Cool," she murmured.
Suddenly all of the soldiers backed off, cowering and running. Sunfire and Mooncry had started to breathe fire, and these knights hadn't seen a dragon in a while. None of the dragon hunters were there this time.
And the dragons scared the amour off of them.
"Go," Mooncry called over his shoulder.
"Yeah, we'll take care of them!" Sunfire called, a smile in her voice.
Zara hurried up to the eastern tower, Qwen close behind. "The door should be here," Zara said to herself before they came upon a wooden door with a black handle. She tried to open the door, but it wouldn't open.
"It's locked!" Qwen moaned. "Can you chop it open with your sword?" Qwen asked.
Zara smiled. "I can do better than that. Back up." Qwen followed Zara's order and Zara positioned herself in front of the door. She handed her sword to Qwen, then shook her head. "Never mind." She sheathed it and then looked back at Qwen. "I hope there's no one behind the door."
She brought her foot up then kicked against the door. It shattered into a million splinters, any trace of a door being in that doorway now spread all over the floor. As the girls cautiously stepped in, they found that there was someone behind the door. Zara shrugged and smiled. "Oops?" she said innocently.

They hurried down the passageways, Qwen behind Zara. Zara was following the twisted, dark passageways that were familiar in her distant memory. They ran past cell after cell, until she finally saw Bowen's hands, leaning out of the bars.
They ran up to the door to see Bowen leaning against the doors. He looked up when he heard their footsteps, thinking they were more guards. He smiled when he saw them.
"Zara! Qwen! How did you know we were here?" he asked.
Qwen shrugged. "Lucky guess." Then she turned to Zara. "You think you can open it?" she asked.
Zara shrugged. "I can try. Move away from the doors," she warned the cell. Then she brought her foot up and kicked—and fell. "Ow," she moaned from the floor. She hopped carefully back up on her feet. "That hurt."
"You can't open it?" Qwen asked.
Zara shook her head. "We need the key."
Zara began to wonder if the man she had knocked out would have a key, then Qwen stepped up to the door. She pointed her finger at the keyhole and purple light came out and snaked its way into the lock. A click was heard and the door slid open.
"Qwen! You did it!" Zara cried, hugging Qwen from behind. Qwen shrugged her off.
"Get off me!" she yelled.
Bowen, Kara, and Brother Gilbert hurried out of the cell. Zara's eyes ventured inside to the far wall.
Andy and Josh.
She ran in with Qwen close behind her. Andy was just sitting up, and his face was cut in several places, black and blue in others. She worriedly felt his arms and chest. "Did you break any bones?"
He shook his head and then winced. "No," he said through gritted teeth, then he smiled. "But do keep feeling my chest anyway."
Zara smiled and then helped Andy stand up. He leaned a little on his right foot, but he appeared all right.
"Sir Eryk came back and decided to use Josh and me as punching bags," he said as they stood there, Andy testing his weight on his feet.
Zara was examining the cuts on his chest that had cut through his shirt. She looked up at him. "Oh, you poor thing," she said. Andy smiled down at her.
"Does this mean I get a kiss?" he asked.
Zara smiled and rose up to kiss him. Before she could go back down, Andy caught her arm so that she had to stay up on her tiptoes. He stared down into her eyes. "I love you," he said.
Zara felt her heart flutter and beat against her chest. She smiled, for she had known how she felt about Andy for a long time, since that day in the courtyard. "I love you too."
Andy smiled and they kissed again.
Bowen cleared his throat. "Hey, lovebirds! Knock it off! Let's get out of here."
Zara began to help Andy to walk when she noticed that Qwen and Josh were also still in the cell, which mean that Bowen's comment wasn't directed to just her and Andy. She smiled for her friend—sister, she corrected herself with a smile.
They walked out of the cell, Bowen, Kara, and Brother Gilbert up front since the Four Chosen were moving somewhat slowly.
"Sir Eryk was trying to beat information out of us," Andy said from nowhere.
"Information?" Zara asked, looking back up at him.
He nodded, then winced. "If you had gotten your powers, how powerful you were, but mostly where you were."
"You got beaten up because of me!" she cried.
"Yeah, pretty much," Andy replied. "But Sir Eryk didn't get anything out of Josh and me."
They came upon the door that Zara had kicked in.
"Whoa," Andy said as they approached it. "Qwen's stronger than I thought."
Qwen heard this and piped up from behind Andy. "As much as I'd like to take credit for that, I didn't do it."
Andy looked down at Zara. "You?" he asked with a bit of uncertainty. Zara sheepishly nodded.
"Me. It turns out that I'm a lot stronger than I thought. I can even hit guys without hurting my hand."
Andy began to chuckle softly when they came out onto the roof. Sunfire and Mooncry were tied down, their mouths muzzled.
"Sunfire!" Zara cried. As Qwen came out of the passage, she too cried out the name of her dragon.
"It's the Four Chosen!" someone yelled.
"Get them!" another one cried.
"This doesn't look good," Andy said.
"It isn't," Zara replied. She gently shoved Andy back into the corridor, where Qwen was stuffing Josh.
"Stay there," they commanded them. Bowen, Kara, and Brother Gilbert, all weaponless, joined Andy and Josh.
Zara and Qwen leapt into the fight.

Josh and Andy transformed while still sitting in the corridor. Both boys winced when it was over.
"Sir Eryk really did a number on us," Josh complained as he rubbed a bump on his head.
Andy gingerly felt his swollen eye. "Has it turned black yet?"
Josh laughed. "It looks like a coal sitting on your face, man," he said. Andy just gave him a look, sighed to himself, and tried to get comfortable, which was impossible with all the wounds to his legs.
Josh watched as Qwen fended off soldier after soldier. She gave an uppercut to one, then bashed his chest with her shield before she zapped him with magic. She grabbed one guy's arm and twisted it up so that it broke. Then she kneed his chest and bashed his head against the ground.
Josh was amazed. He had no idea that Qwen could fight like that. He found that his thoughts strayed slightly away from Qwen's fighting to admire the way that the setting sun—yes, the sun was setting—cast shadows of blues and purples on her face, making her eyes sparkle like jewels. Josh felt his breath catch in his chest.
He was sitting in direct view of the moon, and he could feel its cool rays on his skin. They sunk deep into him, creating a soothing cool that sent shivers up and down his bruised spine.
His gaze traveled up to the sky, and now that Qwen was off his mind—or at least, not the only thing he was thinking of—and he was gazing up at the first stars of the night, he knew that the slowing of his breath wasn't something normal.
Indeed, he could feel his lungs slowing down, slowly stopping. He began to shake; this was weird!
"You okay?" Andy asked beside him.
Josh shook his head. "I—I'm not breathing," Josh said quietly.
Andy's hand traveled up to feel his own breath. "And I am," Andy said to himself. He looked at Josh. "Zara and I think that since we get our powers from the sun, then the sun can act like an energy source when we're in it. That means that it can make it so that we don't have to breathe anymore. Whenever we're not in the sun's rays then we have to breathe. I think that's the same for you and Qwen, only with the moon," Andy explained.
Josh nodded. "That makes sense, I guess." Suddenly he could feel something changing and shifting on his body. He looked down to see that the wounds on his chest and arms were closing up—healing!
Andy eyed him with envy. "Lucky. I think I broke a rib," he said, gingerly feeling his rib cage.
"I asked you if you had broken any bones," chided a voice nearby. Both boys looked up to see Zara staring down on them. She had a smile on her lips, but her eyes held a sadness, and they could see that some of her victims' blood had splattered up to her face.
She knelt down and held her hand over the area that Andy had his hand. He moved his hand and she pressed hers firmly into his chest. Andy winced and Zara looked at him apologetically. "Sorry."
"What are you—" Andy began, but soon he knew what Zara was doing.
As Zara closed her eyes, a warm glow started to shine all over her body.

Andy stared at Zara as she did. . .whatever it was that she was doing. But there was no doubt about it—she looked incredible.
The light around her looked like the sunshine, and soon it started to creep over to Andy. He could feel the warmth sink into his skin. Soon, it took him over completely and he had to close his eyes. The heat swelled and then it vanished completely.
He opened his eyes—which didn't hurt anymore from where Sir Eryk had beaten him—to see the smiling face of Zara looking at him. "Better?" she asked.
He nodded, and didn't wince! He looked down to see all his cuts healed. He moved a little bit, and not a bit of pain coursed through his body.
He smiled. "Thanks."
Josh rolled his eyes. "Are you going to kiss again? That's really getting old, you know that?"
Andy looked at him. "Well if it bothers you so much, why don't you go out there and kiss Qwen? I know you like her," Andy said as Josh started to flush.
"And she likes you!" Zara piped.
Josh looked at them in disgust, then stood up. "I'm going out there to fight, and that's all."
Josh stormed off and Zara and Andy watched him leave, then they leaned in to kiss.

Qwen fired magic at another soldier before she stole their sword and chopped Mooncry's muzzle off.
"Thanks, Qwen," he said gratefully. "Watch your back!" he called.
Qwen turned in time to see a giant soldier charging at her. She was about to zap him with magic when someone's sword sliced through him. It was Josh.
He stepped up to her and looked around for a second before he dropped his sword, grabbed her waist and pulled her tight against him. He pressed his lips against hers.
Qwen could feel her heart beating, the wind winding around her skin, the feel of the shield against her arm. Her heart quickened and beat against her chest, quicker with every second.
Josh wrapped his arms tighter around her waist, and Qwen found herself dropping her sword and reaching her hand up to put around his neck.
"Hey you kids, snap out of it!" Mooncry called, laughing beside them. "You've got a war to fight!"
They reluctantly pulled apart and looked to where Mooncry was pointing with his paw. Hordes of villagers were charging, catching all of the soldiers by surprise. Following them were Westwail and Eastflame. They flew out quickly and soared up over the crowd, reaching the soldiers near the back where none of the villagers had gotten yet.
They opened up their mouths and orange and deep blue light shot down, making most of the men fall down.
Qwen and Josh smiled at each other. "Cool," Josh said.