DISCLAIMER: The only characters I own are Brittany, Mary, and Daria! Sadly everything else belong to D.W.J
SUMMARY: A Druid, a bard, and a Magic user are heading to Kingsbury to make their living. On their way they encounter the witch of the waste, and help her to get pass the wards that were cast around Kingsbury. Can they undo the mess they made, or will they end up trapped in their deepest fears?
Chapter Three—In which Anger becomes a spiteful thing
"Okay you two know the plan right?" Daria asked.
"Course we know the plan," Brittany replied.
"Just out of curiosity though, why are we helping the witch? I mean if she is supposed to be all bad." Mary said.
"Well, were not technically going to help her until we get the other side of the story," Brittany told her.
"I know that! But when we get the other side of the story why are we going to help her?" Mary said
"If the other side of the story happens to strike us with a sense of injustice, or a strong emotion towards them, or we just feel like teaching all of Ingary a lesson in magicks, then we'll help her."
"Fell like teaching all of Ingary a lesson in magicks?" Brittany asked.
"I feel like doing that at the moment," Daria said with an edge in her voice.
"Oh," Brittany said.
"You to best get going before Ms. Witch wakes up," Daria nodded her head toward the sleeping figure of the witch next to the fire.
"Okey dokey," Mary said and with a smile on her face.
Brittany turned herself into a black wolf, and began to walk in the direction of Market Chipping. And waited for Mary to follow, Mary gave Daria a quick hug, and followed. They would make it to Market Chipping in about a day.
Daria began her morning routines, she summoned some food and ate half of it careful to leave the witch something to eat. She then went and looked for the water source Brittany found, the day earlier.
MARY AND BRITTANY
Well on their way, Mary and Brittany were making great time. Mary used her bardic powers to make Brittany's feet along with hers go faster. Brittany by now was in her natural form, and was humming a little tune that Mary sang all the time (even if it sometimes made no sense to people):
Life is but a journey,
Death is but a new beginning
Love is but the way of life
In which we learn to sacrifice
Kindness is but an action
Knowledge is what you gain
Love is but the way of life
In which we are all on the tip of the knife
Life is but a journey
Death is but a new beginning
Love is but the way of life
In which we learn to sacrifice
It was Brittany's, Daria's, and Mary's favorite song, mainly because it had truth to it. They sang it together the first time, then they started a round (which is when you start as song then after you finish the first line another person joins in and so on.)
Mary caught the song, and began to sing it herself, then Brittany sang it with her, and soon they started the round. Between the two of them they were able to keep the song alive. Soon they caught sight of the Market Chipping around sun set, so they stopped to make camp.
"Mary, I believe we'll get there around noon tomorrow." Brittany said.
"You think? I was judging more around 9:00," Mary told her.
"Really doesn't matter whose right at the moment, as long we both know we'll be there tomorrow," Brittany said.
"True," Mary responded.
"Come on lets eat I'm hungry," Brittany told her.
Brittany grabbed her bag, and pulled out some bread and two water flasks. They both ate in silence, each trapped in her thoughts. Brittany wondering what Wizard Jenkens' family was like. While Mary was wondering what Daria was up to.
DARIA AND THE WITCH
"I'm bored, lets play a game," The witch said around 8:00 p.m.
"I don't play games," Daria told her.
"Oh come on," The witch pleaded.
"As I said Ms. Witch, I don't play games," Daria said icily.
"Lets play...truth or dare, and...we'll use this to tell if were telling the truth,"
She pulled out a vial with grey smoke in it. "When the smoke turns red your lying, but if it turns blue your telling the truth,"
"What does it mean when it turns purple?" Daria asked, with that tone that makes parents call you a smart ass.
"Half truth," The witch said.
"Whatever," Daria said, uninterestedly. She found if she became uninterested the witch left her alone.
"Okay you first, Truth or Dare?" the witch asked.
"Or," Daria said with a smile on her face.
"Or is not a possible choice," The witch told Daria with ice in her voice.
"You said Truth or Dare, you never said or wasn't a possible answer, so I choose or."
"Okay lets restart, the game,"
"Sure," Daria said.
"Or is not a possible answer, now Daria truth or dare?"
"Truth," Daria told her.
"What are you afraid of?"
Daria picked up the vial, "Myself and the dark," the smoke turned blue.
"Okay your turn," The witch said.
"Truth or dare?" Daria asked.
"Truth,"
"What are you afraid of most?"
"Old age, pain, and death," The witch replied. The smoke turned blue,
"You know what I'm tired, I'm going to bed, see you in the morning." Daria said.
"G'night," the witch said.
Daria didn't respond.
MARY AND BRITTANY
"Come on Mary, were almost there!" shouted Brittany.
"Easy...for...you...to say...you're...a...wolf!" Mary panted.
"Then play one of the acceleration songs you've got! You can be a lot faster then me you know!" Brittany said exasperatedly.
"If...you...didn't...want us...to leave...so...early...I...would have...done it," Mary gasped.
"Fine," Brittany turned back into her human form, "hurry up and take a breather okay?"
"Easy...for you...to say! You...weren't...chasing after...a...wolf," She managed to say, panting like a dog.
"Point...taken," Brittany said, mocking Mary.
"Shut up... Brittany," Mary told her.
Brittany gave Mary her most mischievous smile. It seemed they would arrive at Market Chipping 9:00, just like Mary said.
"Okay, give me a minute to get the song going, and then we'll go,"
"Okey dokey," Brittany said.
As soon as Mary got the song going, they were back on their way, to Market Chipping. Stopping every so often so Mary could catch her breath, when they arrived at Market Chipping, something happened, that wasn't apart of the plan, Daria showed up.
DARIA AND THE WITCH
"Truth or Dare, Daria?" The witch asked her as soon as Daria was up.
"Truth," Daria said sleepily.
"Who taught you magic?" She asked
"A rosewood," She said.
"You mean a tree, taught you magic?" The witch said laughingly.
"What so funny about that, she taught Brittany druid's magic, and Mary bard's magic." Daria asked, icily.
"Trees don't know shit about magic, that's all," the witch replied.
"That's not true! Trees know a lot more about magic then you do!" Daria said, trying to control her temper.
"Sure, trees do know a lot about magic, NOT!" The witch said, in a mocking tone.
"You'll regret saying that! Ms. Witch, I'll make sure off that!" Daria said, the furry clearly showing in her eyes.
"Oh please, what are you going to do to me? Speak tree?" the witch laughed.
"Oh something much worse," Daria said darkly, and shot a hex at her. The witch saw it coming, and sent it right back at her, Daria dodged it. After awhile of sending minor curse and hexes at eachother, it turned into a full fledged magic fight, and it was heading for Market Chipping.
MARY AND BRITTANY
"Oh Brittany look at this quaint flower shop, lets go in!" Mary said.
"Mary remember we've got a job to do," Brittany told her.
"I know, but still...please?" Mary begged.
"Oh all right!" Brittany gave in.
They went into the flower shop, and found...well...beautiful, but unusual flowers.
"Oh how pretty!" exclaimed Mary.
"You think Daria would like any of these?" Brittany asked.
"Fat chance," Mary told her.
They heard someone cough, in the store. It was a man, with sleeked black hair, green eyes, and a hawk-like face.
"Can I help you with anything, ladies?" He asked politely.
Brittany, was just about to say no, they were just browsing, but they suddenly heard a crash right outside the flower shop. So she turned around to find the witch of the waste standing up with a look of pure furry on her face. She ran outside, along with Mary, and the man.
Mary was the first to point out were Daria was at.
"Look Brit!" she pointed at the sky. Brittany looked up along with everybody else who heard Mary, and gasped. She saw Daria sure enough but she also saw, Daria with pure furry in her eyes and on her face, her hair, down and whirling in wind with green electricity, occasionally shooting out.
"I was only stating the truth, Daria. No need to get all pissy!" The witch said.
"I will get all pissy Ms. Witch! You don't see me making fun of your teacher do you? You don't see me calling every magic user here a brainless twit do you? You don't hear me saying the magic users here wouldn't know magic if it bit them on the nose, rubbed its bare bottom in their face, and pointed and laughed do you? Well do you!" Daria shouted.
"That's not true!" The witch said. The tension between the two began to grow.
"Oh but it is Ms. Witch, it is!" Daria told her, with a smile on her face.
"That's it, you're going to get it now!" The witch said.
"Get what? I just whooped your ass on your own turf! What you going to do to me?" Daria said, laughing at her.
The witch was just about to let loose her fury, when she realized where she was.
"Well, thank you Daria," The witch said, now with a smile on her face, "Thank you for bringing down the wards, and taking me at least near to the place I want to be! See you in hell, Daria!" The witch began laughing, then disappeared.
Daria, didn't realize what she did until after she gathered up her emotions, and calmed down. She just brought the wards down, and put everyone in Ingary in danger, and the only thing she could to say was "Shit!" and when she said that, furry clearly shown in her voice.
END OF CHAPTER THREE
(A/N WOOT, I finally got Three down! YAAY!)
(A/N I think I did pretty good on this one. But please don't let my ego ostracize, read and review and tell me what you think!)
(A/N Just want to thank all my reviewers:
Artimis Obscure: Glad you liked it so far, I did my best to get the plot moving. I think I was pretty successful on that.
QuillSwift: Theres your answer, sorry about the details, my 7th grade used to yell at me because I didn't give details thorougly (of course I don't think she knew what she was talking about!). The Daria thing isn't deliberate, in fact, I didn't Daria was a t.v show. I got the idea from one of my friends in England, whose middle name was Daria, made my character Daria the exact opposite, of my friend. She said I could use her name, as long as I didn't embarass here or anything. Which reminds me I've got to call her and thank her again for letting me use it.
Silversilk: I'm glad to hear you liked it and all!