Back again guys, here's my next chapter, I'm enjoying the writing so far, some reviews would be nice.

Chapter 9: The Red King

The African king walked along side his best friend Mathowy, his life had been long and full f stress, he had lived through wars, and seen friend after friends die one after the other. And now due to his long absence from his castle his children had turned against each other and allowed themselves to become involved with Harken. Timoken could easily retake his castle but felt too much despair to attempt so.

"I need your help with an important task before you use your magic to ...Transform me" Timoken Sighed and lent against a tree, the tree shaped itself so that it met the curvature of his spine.

"And what would that be your highness?" Mathowy was not facing his king, instead he stood several feet away, and he refused to make eye contact with the man. Mathowy was in his usual clothing, a full black cloak with the hood up, there was very little decoration apart from the Red tribal patterns running up his sleeves.

"Many years ago when I was still a boy I kept a distant relationship with one of my descendants, a picture traveller...he was also your kin." The king stopped there and watched as Mathowy looked into his eyes for the first time in a while and smiled.

"So I do have kids after all then" he seemed quite happy with himself.

"No matter, he needs your wand, and the only way he can get it is if you find a man called Skarpo... and give it to him." Mathowy was shocked by this, his wand, his way of channelling his power, give it away.

"I can't do that Timoken, my wand is who I am, its one half of the balance along with my father's Black wand" Mathowy had his mind set for now.

"What if I told you there was a more powerful wand, one with more abilities than me." Timoken had a great idea.

"I would be very interested and willing to give up my wand... which can replicate your abilities to an extent anyway" Mathowy wondered where this wand could be.

"Then transform me and make a wand from my tree" Timoken let the proposal hang in the air for a moment "you know you want too"

"You know just how to get me to do what you want don't you my friend" Mathowy walked to the King and shook his hand in agreement.

Many Years Later:-

Charlie bone held Claerwen in his hand and wondered how the butterfly had became a wand once again, he had never figured out a way to return her to her original form, his uncle had hinted on the fact that only a skilled magician who actually knew how the wand worked could do such a task. If this was correct then who had done this to Claerwen, whoever had done had given Charlie the opportunity to use the rest of the holidays to practice his welsh.

Charlie bought himself a welsh phrasebook and used Claerwen's magic to accelerate his learning of the language, it took him several hours to become semi-fluent in the language and he believed he was ready to train with Claerwen.

"Agor" everything with a hinge in Charlie's room swung open and paper and other light objects flew right around the room, Charlie had to take a dive to avoid a pencil flying towards him.

"Wow, okay this needs fine tuning... a lot" Charlie decided this time to picture the object that he wanted to open in his mind, he pictured his wardrobe opening and once he had closed it he repeated the spell.

The door to his room opened and Charlie decided to stop being dumb and actually point the wand at the wardrobe, this time it worked and he managed to retrieve his coat from the Wardrobe.

"I'm definitely going to have to be outside for what I'm going to try next"

2 Weeks Later:-

The doors of the Bone academy swung open and the students from Art, drama, and Music forced their way into the hall where the silent rule no longer applied thanks to Lyell and his more lenient rules, Olivia and Emma were two of these very students and exchanged hugs before they ran to their separate dorms to unpack.

Olivia was wondering where Charlie was today, he didn't turn up on the bus and wasn't returning her text messages, he could be anywhere for all she knew. A few hours later she got her answer.

The Kings room was full all except for Charlie who turned up late, half an hour in he walked into the room with non-uniform on, his arm was bandaged all the way up and he had a limp. He looked like crap.

"Oh my god, what the hell happened to you?" Olivia tried not to jump on Charlie and injure him further but couldn't help hurting his arm a little.

"Just a little accident... involving fire" Charlie laughed "i'll be okay soon enough; I'm using Claerwen to heal he gradually"

"That's great, so you've been using Claerwen a lot more lately, should I be jealous?" Olivia joked

"Not a chance" Charlie hugged Olivia and span her in the air until his arm finally told him he was in pain and he had to put her down.

Neo sat quietly in the corner as her situation became more complicated before her eyes; Charlie had been practicing his skills and all due to her stupid move giving up the wand. Manfred wanted this wrapped up soon and she was getting more uncomfortable with the situation, she and Olivia had become basically sisters in the past two weeks.

Emma was only slightly jealous of the new friendship but she was involved the same as ever, Benjamin had asked her out a few days ago and they were a happy couple by now.

"Hey guys it's a bit cold in here right?" after a few yeses Charlie clicked his fingers and the fireplace roared into life, this got him several cheers and a high five from Fidelio.

Neo's eyes were wide open, magic without a wand was advanced, yet he had burned himself attempting wand magic, This boy was either a genius or lucky as hell.

"Unusual magic there Charlie" Neo addressed him from her place at the table "makes my smokescreen a little useless"

"I wouldn't say any endowment is useless Neo, I can't make a smokescreen without choking to death" Charlie gave his best smile.

"Yeah right, you'll figure out smoke soon enough" Neo sighed and Charlie walked towards the other side of the room, this is when he noticed a large package wrapped in brown paper.

"Guys! Is this what I think it is?" Charlie began clawing open the package and saw the face of the red king. "Claerwen!"

Claerwen flipped from his bag and he caught her in his right hand, he then acted on impulse and entered the painting.

Charlie travelled through the years of history that separated him from the Red King and all of the answers, time flew by at an immense rate and eventually Charlie landed face first on a patch of Lush green grass.

"Long time no see Charlie bone" Charlie recognised the red kings voice only slightly, he was grown up now and Charlie last spoke to the young Timoken.

"Hey Timoken, or should I say ... Red king"

Whoop Chapter done, I had a great Expedition weekend 50km of boggy British countryside thank you very much. Hope you enjoyed, new chapter soon.