A/N: Hello, this is DawnShadowQueen to those of you who don't know me. I'm starting a new story,and I'm thinking of putting my first two fics on hiatus because I don't really have enough muse. I'll try to update every now and then, though, so don't give up on those!

Thanks to my AWESOME beta, Firestorm Nauralagos! Say hi, Firestorm.

Firestorm: Hi.

Disclaimer: I do not own Wizard 101... BUT I WILL CONQUER THE EARTH WITH AN ARMY OF FLYING MONKEYS! AND THEN IT WILL BE MINE! MHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

So without further ado... The prologue!


Malistare glared angrily at his crystal globe*. "Ambrose." he hissed. "It's your fault isn't it? No matter. The seven just need to be turned... Then I will have power the entire Spiral. I need an anti-league to take them down... But not the girl. The girl... She will be my crown jewel."

"But... but master..." Malistare turned his gaze on the sniveling draconian. "What if she doesn't want to be?"

"Elaborate." his voice was cold and laced with contempt.

"What if she doesn't want to rival Ambrose?"

"Hmm..." Malistare leaned back into his chair, obviously thinking hard. "Maybe. Not bad. You may have some brains for once, Asar."

The draconian, Asar, breathed a mental sigh of relief. "Indeed, this will be a long road..." Malistare continued to ponder. "I have it. The girl will be a Necromancer. She only needs to choose well on her school test."

"What does that have to do with anything?" asked Asar.

"Fool." hissed Malistare, contempt twisting his features. Useless creatures. Why I hadn't made them smarter I will never know. Oh yes. They might try to rival my leadership. Like they ever could. Useless. "You are made your school. You have no choice in the matter."

Asar cowered again. "Y-Yes, master." he said.

"Now go get the Diviner. They are usually the easiest to sway."


That night, a little girl slept on peacefully, not knowing that tomorrow, her life would be changed forever.

Her old life would go up in flames, and she would wake up from her dreams to find to find a Pyromancer and a Conjurer, dueling her parents. Her mother would scream at her to get out, the house would collapse, and her house would be set on fire. She would swear revenge, but no matter what she did...

She would never forget that night.


Ooh... cliffie...

*Because crystal balls are overrated. XD