The Dimension Walker: The Pearl of Chaos

Summary: Avril Burgundy was just wanted to have a normal summer. She didn't ask to be sucked into her favorite cartoon, nor did she ask to end up in a camp full of special people! To make matters worse, an eight hundred-year-old sorcerer plans to escape and he's going to use the Pearls of Chaos to do it. Avril has to go on a quest to prevent the Sorcerer from escaping. But, something else lurks in the shadows. Something that's been imprison for centuries...

A/N: Haven't done a disclaimer, but there is an OC that does not belong to me. The OC is named Scotia Mallory and she belongs to CanIHaveAHug. Before the rewrite, I had a little contest and this user won and I was going to have her OC have a cameo. But, I saw how amazing Scotia was and I asked if I could make her a secondary character. I have CanIHaveAHug's permission to use her. Just wanna let you know that Scotia is not my OC.

~Chapter Seven~

~Bonfires and Surprises~

(-Line-Break-)

By the time I got to the Main House, I could already hear Natalia and Carrie loudly arguing with their parents. They all stood at the porch, with Sapphira in the middle. Sapphira looked bored. She glanced at them from time to time, and rolled her eyes. I wondered how she could understand what they were saying. Maybe she was fluent in French and Italian? I could only guess.

The green-eyed girl looked at me, and her face instantly brightened. She slowly stepped away, and crept over to me. Grabbing my wrist, she put a finger over her lips and dragged me away from the Main House. Once we were a good distance away, Sapphira smiled towards me.

"Carrie and Natalia won't be the Chosen Ones," she said instantly. "But! They will still play an important part in the prophecy."

"Why are you telling me this?" I asked, raising a brow.

"Because you're the Chosen One," Sapphira beamed, her green eyes sparkling. "I spoke the prophecy the day you were born. My mom chose you, not them."

"Well that's just fucking perfect," I muttered, kicking the ground.

"Ya know...I can help you if you wish," Sapphira offered, crossing her arms over her head. "I can't tell you what's going to happen, but I can lead you in the right direction."

"Really?"

"Of course! I've been the Oracle of the Nine Realms for quite some time." Suddenly, she blinked and snapped her fingers. "Come, come!"

She pulled me along, which was surprising since she was thirteen and shorter than me by a foot or two. We towards the beach, towards the dock. Campers glanced at us, whispering and a few waving at Sapphira. Sapphira grinned broadly, and waved back. I hung my head, trying to go unnoticed. But, of course, some campers glanced my way. Thankfully, they didn't say anything and just kept walking. By the time we reached the dock, I was about ready to explode.

"Alright," I snapped. "Can you please tell me about this prophecy?"

Sapphira sat down, taking off her sandals. The young girl dipped her toes in the water, smiling down at the sparkling surface. The ocean expanded before us, making me wonder how large Camp Walker was. I sat down next to her, glancing at her from time to time. We sat in silence, listening to the summer breeze. Finally, Sapphira spoke up.

"I grew up during World War II," she said. "My daddy knew that the gods were going to choose a new Oracle of the Nine Realms, and he wanted to protect me. We ran away, moving from one realm to another to hide from the gods. I was only a young child. I didn't know what was going on. All I knew that my daddy was a great man and we were having amazing adventures."

"And then?"

"And then, my mother, Ananke, found us. We were in the Uncharted Realm, the Seventh Realm. She pleaded to my daddy and insisted that I had to become the Oracle. Daddy, however, said that I was going to get hurt. He said that becoming the Oracle would ruin my life. Most Oracles were either driven insane or...fallen deep into depression. He and Mother fought and I was forced to watch them. I was horrified, begged them to stop. But they didn't. And then...Mother won. She took me in and I became the Oracle. While my daddy..."

I wanted to ask what happened to her dad, but I thought against it. It wasn't my business, and probably Sapphira didn't want to talk about it. I glanced up at the sky, taking note of the puffy clouds in the sky.

"So you're immortal?" I asked. "And you've been around since the 1940's, forever a twelve year old girl."

"I am thirteen!" Sapphira huffed, puffing her cheeks. "I am technically a teenager." She let out a sigh, and rested her elbows on her thighs. She put her chin on her palms, glancing out to the ocean. "Yes, I'm immortal. But, I'm also aging very slowly. I was...five when I became the Oracle."

"Must be depressing," I mused. "Being immortal and being able to what horrible things that will happen. Probably lonely too..."

"Lonely? Not at all! I have many friends, both mortal and immortal. Depressing? Somewhat. But! I try to look on the bright side. I'm a 'glass half full' kind of person. Optimism is what keeps me sane and positive."

I looked at Sapphira, my jaw dropping. She didn't met my gaze, but kept staring at the glimmering water. Though she had a faint smile gracing her lips, her eyes held a different story. They were hard like a rock and cold like stone, glinting faintly. I closed my mouth and placed my hand on her shoulder. She looked at my hand, then slowly glanced up at me. I smiled, trying to be reassuring. The girl managed a ghost of a smile, and placed her hand over mine.

"How can you help me?" I asked, changing the subject for her sake.

"What do you know so far?" she asked.

"That we have to go to the Misery Hallows, located in the Land of Shadows. We have to...get the Pearl of Chaos, I assume. I don't know why, though..."

"Big things are going to happen, Avril. I can't say much, or else Mother will punish me, but all I can say is that don't try to fight Fate. Also...don't get too angry at Jake. He's been through so much. Also, beware of the Son of Pluto!"

"Wait, what?"

"Sorry," Sapphira apologized. "I already said too much." She stood up, slipping on her sandals. "Thank you, Avril."

"For what?"

Sapphira chuckled, shaking her head. "For talking to me...and listening. You have a good heart, you know that? You're going to do great things, someday."

The Oracle walked off, leaving me behind at the dock. I let out a breath, and stood up. Brushing my bangs away from my eyes, I walked back towards the commons area.

/break\

Bonfires were a big thing at Camp Walker. The whole camp sat around a blazing fire, singing and telling ghost stories. The Deamata Cabin and the Magic-User cabins told the best ghost stories, since they used their magic to make the story seem like it was coming to life. The Siren (the power class, not the mythological creature) cabin lead almost all the sing-alongs, since they had the best voices in all of camp. Everyone would have a good time, chatting and relaxing.

Personally, I wasn't the type to go to social activities, especially if it's school related. At school, I was an open target for the bullies. There were a few people who liked me, but it was always the A-listers and populars that didn't like me. At dances, the thick-headed jocks would always say I wasn't pretty enough. At pep rallies and other school spirit events, the shallow cheerleaders would feign fear and say I was going to jinx everyone. Even as I walked down the halls, someone would say "Hey look, here comes Jinx Burgundy" or "Watch out, it's Creepy Skeleton Girl". The only ones that generally cared about me and befriended me were Sierra Rivera High Outcasts, which meant anyone who wasn't an A-lister or popular or wasn't considered a Normal.

But, as I sat with my friends, I actually felt welcomed. Some of the campers started warming up to me. Carrie and Natalia came over to us, along with a group of teens. Harriet and Jake were in the group.

"Hey," Ally said. "Who are they?"

"Our friends," Carrie said with a smirk. She pointed at each of them, saying their names. "This is Scotia Mallory, Rico Rodriguez, Alex Angelo-Custode, and Bianca Angelo-Della-Morte."

I nodded my head, examining each of them.

Scotia was a scary-looking girl. She had pitch-black hair that was in a pixie cut. Her almond-shaped eyes were devil red, and held an empty gaze. She was bony, and her skin was fair. A thin, white, four-inch scar was across her forehead, with similar ones across her nose and cheeks. Scotia was wearing dark jeans, grey running shoes, long-sleeved black shirt, midnight blue jacket, and a folded black bandanna wrapped modestly tight around her neck. She stood behind Harriet, her red eyes glinting in the firelight.

"Don't mind Scotia," Harriet said with a smile. "She's usually quiet. Oh, and her power class is Imaginer."

"Cool," I said.

Rico was a lanky Latino boy. He had curly, black hair and warm, brown eyes. A cheeky grin graced his lips, and he had elfish features that made seem like a trickster. Oil was streaked on his cheeks, and ash covered his white shirt. His baggy jeans had oil stains, and his brown hiking boots had cinders covering them. Rico stood by Natalia, his arm wrapped around her shoulders.

"Hola," the Latino greeted.

"Natalia," I said, teasingly. "You have a boyfriend?"

Natalia's cheeks turned pink, and her eyes glowed fiercely. "Yes," she hissed. "We've been dating for two years. I met him when I first arrived here."

"Power class?" Ally asked.

"Tinker," Rico smiled. "And Fire Elemental. Also, I'm a ladies man."

Natalia rolled her eyes, and placed a kiss on his cheeks. Small flames appeared on his ears, and Rico rubbed his neck nervously. Natalia rolled her eyes, fondly.

The last two were looked Italian. Bianca looked about two years older than me. Her skin was olive toned, with a light dusting of freckles dotting her nose and cheeks. She had dark, silky hair that was a wavy mess. Her dark brown eyes held a friendly gaze, and a small smile graced her lips. Bianca wore a white shirt underneath a black cardigan, chocolate-brown skirt with white tights underneath, and black ankle boots. On her head was a dark green, floppy cap.

"You look familiar," I blurted out, staring at Bianca.

"Really?" Bianca asked, her Italian accent becoming apparent. "I never seen you before."

"No," I said. "I've seen you...in pictures."

"Avril," Ally said. "Don't be weird!"

"But I'm serious!" I exclaimed.

"Anyway," the older Italian, Alex, said. "I hope you like Camp Walker, Avril."

Alex looked about three years older than me, with a slim, curvy body frame. She had long, medium brown hair that was put up in a high ponytail. Her skin was olive toned, with a few freckles dotting her cheeks. She had rich, brown eyes that were hidden behind a pair of thick glasses. Alex wore a camp shirt, black yoga pants, and dark grey running shoes.

"It's awesome," I said. "I—"

There was a loud squeal, and Alice landed on Ally's lap. Ally let out a yelp, her cheeks turning red. Alice didn't notice this, and grabbed my arm. Her blue eyes were wide and full of glee.

"Avril! Ally!" she exclaimed. "Come! I saw something that will make you freak!"

Before I could say anything, Alice got up and dragged me and Ally away from the bonfire. We ran through camp in the darkness, heading towards the lake. I still couldn't believe the camp had a beach and a lake. There were still parts of camp I haven't seen. Camp Walker was really large. It made me wonder how normal people haven't found it and gotten curious. It would've been easy for a normal person to get lost in the woods and then end up in the camp's borders. But then again, Camp Walker was probably protect by magical borders. Maybe it made sure mortals didn't find the camp.

As we slowed down, I looked around. The trees encircled the lake, which was pretty big. The half moon cast an ivory glow on the water, causing the water to glimmer. The air was warm, with a soft, cool breeze blowing through the trees. In the distance, I could hear owls hooting and animals running through forest floor. I stopped, smiling faintly. My mom had always told me that nature was a beautiful thing, and that not many people appreciated its beauty until it was too late.

"Look," Alice whispered, pointing to the lake.

We all hid behind some bushes, watching as two figures sat at the lake's shore, tossing pebbles and just talking. It only took me a moment to realize that the figures were Randy and Nomi. The two were laughing and, from time to time, stealing a few quick pecks on the lips. Ally's jaw dropped, her eyes going wide. Alice gave a delighted grin, and I just chuckled softly.

"It's canon," I muttered. "It's definitely canon now."

"Take that, Ally," Alice whispered. "Fowlham is officially not canon."

"Shut it," Ally hissed.

While they quietly bickered, I watched Randy and Nomi. I smiled, but it was sad. They looked so in love, so care-free. Randy still worried that him being away from Norrisville so long would give McFist an opportunity to attack and try to free the Sorcerer. But, when I saw him around camp, he looked at ease and happy, especially when he and Nomi were together. Randy seemed to have matured, somewhat. He was still a clueless dork and a dense idiot, but there was something different about him. All I knew was that being the real world really helped him.

I was happy for him; I really was. But, seeing him and Nomi together reminded me of me and Aiden. And those memories were bittersweet and painful.

Wiping the tears that were starting to form at the corners of my eyes, I stood up and quietly started walking away from the lake. Ally and Alice didn't notice, since they were far too busy taking pictures and babbling about Randy and Nomi. I kept my head down, my hands stuffed into my pockets. I could hear the sounds of the bonfire. They usually ran long into the night, since most of us were teenagers with way too much freedom.

I walked back to my cabin, slamming the door shut behind me. I plopped down on the councilor's bed, burying my face into the pillows. My eyelids grew heavy, and a yawn escaped my lips. Soon, I fell asleep and slipped into a dream.

/dream|start\

In my dream, I stood in front of a gateway to a cemetery. Next to the gateway, there was a bronze sign that said "Norrisville's Historical Cemetery" in bold, golden letters. Gulping, I walked into the cemetery.

"The dead path to the Shadows..."

My eyes went wide, and I looked around. The air was calm and quiet, and I could only hear the sound of the wind whistling in my ear. Stone tombstones and white crosses were scattered all around me. Large mausoleums were placed here and there, with moss and vines covering them. I stopped in front of an angel statue. The ground in front of the angel shifted, and it revealed a stairwell. Without a second thought, I walked down it.

"Down in the Hallows..."

I found myself standing in the middle of the woods. The tall trees had pitch-black leaves and their trunks were pale grey. The grass was dark green with thick, white fog covering the ground. Up above my head, the sky was black as ebony, with swirls of dark blue and dark purple. A cold wind blew in my face, and the frigid air pierced my exposed skin like ice daggers. I rubbed my arms, but I didn't feel that cold. In fact, I was quite comfortable with it.

I started walking through the forest, my eyes darting around. There wasn't much here, except for the plants and the animals. As I was walking, a wolf stopped in front of me. I froze, staring at the canine. It regarded me with its golden eyes, and then continued on its way. Blinking, I shrugged my shoulders and kept walking.

"Is where the Pearl of Chaos lies...Hidden from curious eyes..."

A tall, Japanese tower stood in front of me. Mists of different colors swirled around the tower, along with glowing butterflies. Foxes and wolves lingering near the tower's front doors, staring at me with their glowing eyes. The wolves raised their heads up, and let out a long howl. The foxes slowly walked over to me. They nudged at my legs, trying to guide me somewhere. One nuzzled its head against my hand, causing me smile a little. I followed them, walking away from the tower.

"Be wary of the Coffin of Glass...For the Dark One will be calling..."

The foxes lead me to a clearing in the woods. On the ground, there were piles of bones and sleeping people. In the middle of the clearing, there was a coffin made of glass. Inside, there was a dark silhouette. The figures kept moving, and I could hear thuds and cries of help. I couldn't help but walk towards the coffin. The foxes followed after me, carefully guiding me so I wouldn't step on the people or bones. Once I got to the coffin, it glowed with a dark aura. On the sides of the coffin were pictures of phoenixes, poplar trees, and scenes of peaceful deaths. On the lid of the coffin, there was a screech owl carving and the Greek lettering.

"Ομορφιά Θανάτου," I muttered. [Translation: Death's Beauty]

"A dead heart joins the dark..."

A figure of a boy appeared on the other side of the coffin. His startling, stormy blue eyes held a bitter, vengeful gaze. He pulled out a sword, which glinted two colors in the darkness; silver and black. The boy glanced down the coffin, placing his hand on top of the lid. Curious, I touched the lid. It flashed red, and the ground started rumbling. I tried pulling my hand away, but it was stuck on the lid. I looked up at the boy, and he smiled darkly.

"The Black Army's Grave is where thy journey shall embark..."

Suddenly, the bones started moving. They turned into skeletons, dressed as Roman and Greek warriors. The people started stirring, slowly waking up. My hand was soon freed, and I managed to stumble back. But then, I tripped and fell onto my ass. The boy stepped towards me, with the foxes circling his feet. He chuckled, and raised his sword.

"All hail the Dark One," he whispered.

His sword thrust down, but it froze just inches from my chest. I looked behind him and saw the coffin lid slowly slid off and landed on the ground with a loud thud. The dark silhouette slowly sat up, and turned its eyes towards me. It grinned darkly, showing off its pearly-white teeth.

"I warned you..." it rasped. "Get ready..."

I was suddenly lifted up and whirled around. I was face to face with a different boy. My face instantly paled, my eyes going wide. He smiled like the devil, his dark eyes glinting.

"Things are going to get very interesting..."

I let out a scream, and felt something cold going through my stomach.

/dream|end\

I sat up, still screaming my head off. Flashes of the dream still burned in the back of my mind, causing my stomach to churn. My throat started to throb, but I still kept screaming. Tears blurred my vision, and my whole body felt numb. I barely noticed the door being pounded on and voices calling out to me. I was still caught up in the dream, still mulling over each little detail. The voice and the two boys were the first things that popped in my head.

The voice I heard didn't belong to anyone I knew, but it felt familiar. It was raspy, feminine voice. The ethereal voice sounded light and airy, yet dark and vemonous. It sent chills down my spine, yet filled me with warmth. It filled me with worry, yet it also filled me with calmness. It filled me with anger, yet it filled me with peace. It filled me with misery, yet it filled me with joy. It made me feel so many things that it was very conflicting.

The two boys were people I knew. The first boy was hard to recognize. His face was hard to examine, since it was blurred in the dream. All I could see was his stormy blue eyes, which I knew for a fact that it belong to someone I knew. The other boy, however, was the one I recognized instantly. The tip-off were his dark brown eyes and that smile. But, it couldn't be him since he's...gone. I saw him...go. How could he be...?

"AVRIL!"

I instantly stopped screaming, and stared at the face in front of me. It was Nomi, with Randy standing in the doorway. I blinked slowly, placing my hand over my throat. Nomi knelt in front of me, gently gripping my shoulders. His brows were furrowed, and his lips were pressed in a thin line.

"A-Are you okay?" the red-head asked.

"Y-Yeah," I said, cringing at my voice cracking.

"What happened?" Nomi asked. "You woke up the whole camp!"

"The whole camp...?"

"You were screaming bloody murder," Randy said, sitting down by Nomi. "The first ones to hear you were the kids in Cabin One and Cabin Two. Pretty soon the whole camp woke up when you screamed 'Ομορφιά Θανάτου'. What the bloody hell does that mean?"

I ran a nervous hand through my hair, my breathing quickening. Nomi glared at Randy, and turned back to me. The Japanese took my hands in his, staring at me straight in the eyes.

"Hey, hey," Nomi said in a soft tone. "Calm down. You're fine, it was just a dream."

"A dream that was about the Great Prophecy of Destiny," I said. I quickly got out of bed, heading to the doorway. "Come on, I think we need to have a little meeting."

They both looked at each other, with a curious and confused look on their faces. But then, they both sighed and followed after me. We ran towards the Main House as dawn broke.

/break\

Deamata and Overseer were sitting at the porch, with Sapphira leaning against the railing. We stopped at the porch steps, catching our breath. The two gods looked at us, raising a brow. Sapphira smiled, her eyes glinting with a knowing light. Taking a breath, I walked up to the two gods and slammed my hands on the table.

"I had a dream about the prophecy," I said. "I know what's gonna happen, and it's not good."

I quickly explained my dream, recounting every little detail. I left out the second boy, however, since I just couldn't bring myself to talk about him. A shadow crossed Deamata's face as she listened, and her eyes flashed red. Overseer narrowed his eyes, and a scowl graced his lips. Nomi's face instantly paled when I talked about the Japanese tower and foxes. By the time I finished, Overseer and Deamata shared a look. The goddess turned to me, her kaleidoscope eyes turning onyx black.

"I supposed you're going to ask if you would like to go on a quest?" Deamata asked.

"Yes," I said. "And I want Nomi and Randy to come along. As well as Carrie, Natalia, Ally, and Alice." I paused, and looked at Nomi and Randy. "Are you okay with that?"

"Hell yes!" Randy exclaimed. "I've been waiting to do some action!"

"I supposed," Nomi said.

"Great!" I beamed.

"Avril," Sapphira said. "Before you go, remember my warnings."

I bit my lip, and nodded my head. "Yeah...beware the Son of Pluto and don't get mad at Jake."

"Excuse me?" Deamata asked.

"Son of Pluto?!" Overseer boomed. "Young lady, you better—"

Before he could say anything else, I grabbed Nomi and Randy's wrists and ran off the porch. Both boys yelped as I dragged them to the commons area, where Alice and Ally were sitting by the hearth. Ally had her nose in a book, her eyes scanning the pages. Alice was staring up at the sky, babbling about how the Wonderland skies were colorful and the clouds were always puffy and white. I could've sworn I saw Ally smiling faintly at Alice. Natalia and Carrie walked over to them, with Jake following them.

"Also...don't get too angry at Jake. He's been through so much."

How could I be angry at Jake? He's been very helpful towards me and my friends while we stayed at camp. Plus, he was Carrie and Natalia's best friend. If Carrie and Natalia trusts him, why can't I? Besides, what could he possibly do that will make me angry at him?

"Hey guys!" I called as I walked over to them. "I...gotta tell you something."

"You just got a quest," Natalia said, her eyes flashing blue.

I blinked, my jaw dropping. "How...?" I shook my head. "Nevermind. But yeah, I got a quest and I want you guys to come with me."

"A quest?" Jake asked. "To...where exactly?"

I bit lip, and told them about my dream. "We have to go to Norrisville and find this graveyard. It can take us to the Land of Shadows, where the Pearl of Chaos is."

"Why do we need to find the Pearl of Chaos?" Randy asked. "I mean...it's not like the Sorcerer is breaking free. R-Right?"

"I think he is," Carrie said. "Why else would you need to find the Pearl of Chaos? And I don't mean the ones the Sorcerer has, I mean the original Pearl of Chaos."

"Original?" I asked.

"The first one ever created," Carrie said. "It holds immense, dark magic. If it falls into the wrong hands, gods know what would happen!"

"That's why we must go get it," Nomi said.

I nodded my head. "I mean, with Carrie and Natalia's experience, Nomi's knowledge, Randy's ninja moves, Ally's intelligence, Alice's...spunk, and my leadership, we can do it!"

"Excuse me, your leadership?" Natalia asked.

"She is the Chosen One," Carrie reminded her.

"She is?" Jake asked.

"I am," I said with a smile. "And as Chosen One, I'm gonna lead this quest hands down."

"But Avril—" Natalia tried to say.

"This is her prophecy," Carrie interrupted. "And, she has to lead it."

"But, but..." Natalia groaned and smacked her forehead. "Oh, alright..."

"I say we start getting ready," Ally said. "We must be prepared for anything. I think me and Alice should brush up on some fighting skills."

"I can help you with that," Jake said.

"Brilliant!" Alice grinned, and grabbed Jake's arm. "Come then, let's get our training on!"

Ally and Alice walked off, while talking with Jake. Natalia huffed, muttering angry Italian curses under her breath. Carrie chuckled, shaking her head. She turned to me, her purple eyes glinting.

"You sure you can do this, Burgundy? I mean, you are a newbie."

"Pfft, I'll be fine," I scoffed.

"If you're sure..."

I nodded. On the outside, I seemed pretty calm and confident. But, on the inside, I was a mess. I was scared I was going to mess things up, that I was going to be a huge failure. I knew I couldn't be thinking negative thoughts, but negativity seemed to always come to me. I couldn't think of the positive without thinking about the negative, and vice versa. There were so many ways this quest could end. It didn't help any that the prophecy and the dream made my nerves all shot.

I could only pray that thing would go the way I wanted them to go. But, of course, with my luck I knew it was going to happen.

...

Short chapters are short. I'm sorry I could make this any longer! I just wanted things to move along so we could get to the quest!

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