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Chapter 21: Saving the Chosen One
Timmy was confused. Apparently, the Darkness and co had just destroyed Genie World, and he was now in all encompassing, inescapable darkness. He wondered how he had managed to avoid getting killed, since he guessed that the Eliminators were good at their job, and could kill him.
Well, he supposed, at least he knew where he was. Inside the Darkness. Trapped in an endless, destructive night, for which he doubted would give way to morning.
His friends, and family still weren't there, and he now felt very glad of that. They weren't in danger. However, he was. Gulp!
"Kid, kid, kid," said a voice that sounded a lot like the male genie's. "Hey, Turner! Norm's here to save you, even though I really don't want to."
"Whose Norm?"
"Me," replied the genie with a sigh, and Timmy wasn't sure whether it was from joy, or exasperation with him.
Timmy felt the genie pick him up. Apparently it wasn't possible to just poof him out, or something like that.
Norm looked around the Darkness. Where was the smoofing exit?
It was just dark, infuriately dark. He tried to GONG up a light, but the light didn't illuminate anything other than itself.
"Chosen One, do you have any Chosen One powers?"
"No," replied Turner. "I can play the Wand though."
"Do you have the Wand?" he asked. "If you do, get it out. If not, we may be doomed."
Timmy whipped out the Wand, "Of course, I do! This Wand is too cool to give away!"
Norm definitely had to agree about that. The Wand was a white guitar, with a big star as the main part, and a smaller star as the end. Even if Gimme the Wand wasn't about getting that wand (or getting wands at all), Norm thought he might want to adapt it into a song about doing so.
"Whew, cool Wand!"
"Told you," replied Turner, in a way that Norm now knew was friendly.
Friendly? Turner was being friendly? No way!
Turner wasn't nice, and friendly, was he? Was he still in an illusion?
Norm heard the Darkness call Turner's name, and groaned. The Darkness liked Turner, did it? Just like everyone else in the universe.
Timmy Tiberius Turner: Chosen One. Why Turner? Why that young jerk? Why wasn't he, Norm the Genie, the Chosen One? Why couldn't he use the Wand, and save the universe in four minutes? Why couldn't he get his revenge on the Darkness? Why couldn't he get all the fame?
Norm told his jealous thoughts of glory to shut the heck up. Turner was the Chosen One, and that probably wasn't going to change any time soon. Also, saving the world would probably be hard.
Turner started playing the Wand, using his tongue, and butt in the weirdest ways. A white, jello-ish mist formed around him. The mist gathered together, and became semi-solid. Then, icy blue light blasted through the Darkness, and Norm heard a sound of combined pain, and pleasure. The Darkness ruptured in a burst of white light, and he saw that they were in starless space.
He saw the Earth, and groaned. The blue-green planet was light-years away.
The Darkness recovered from the hit, and the red-black vortex reopened.
Turner played his Wand-guitar again, right into the red-black vortex, which Norm thought looked like an open wound. Gory, yeesh!
The Darkness was once again pained by blue-white light. Norm found it to be a great light show, but wondered if they'd ever get to Earth, or Fairy World.
"Turner, could you wish us to Earth?"
"Sure," replied the kid. "I wish we were back on Earth."
GONG!
The Darkness heard Timmy's wish. Apparently, he still hated it, even though he knew that it would make a utopia for him if he wished. Norm also still loathed it, and was amazingly keen to show it. It couldn't deny that the genie had a reason, but it also couldn't deny how much it hurt.
The Darkness then remembered that it was a powerful black hole, and if it wanted Timmy back, it could go to Earth, and get him back!
"Timmy, Norm, you're back!"
Norm smiled. It was nice to be with his godkid, and Calais again.
"Big trilogy kiss?" asked Calais, leaning in toward him. However, Timmy interrupted them.
"I don't think we have time! The Darkness is probably coming to Earth!"
Norm groaned. Why did Turner have to ruin his kiss?
The sky above Fairy World darkened. The Eliminators knew what that meant. The Darkness was back. It would recall, or unmake them, and everything that they'd gained would be lost.
Cupid felt love in the air, and it seemed to be coming off the Darkness. He was confused. He had never known that the Darkness could feel love.
In his headquarters, the Love Meter went from "Nots of Love" to "Lots of Love."
The pink clouds that Fairy World rested on began to be sucked into the Darkness, along with the Eliminators. Fairies were sucked in too, but that only set them free.
The Eliminators broke apart, becoming mere missile parts. Jorgen grinned. Missiles. Fairy World could definitely put them to use!
Wanda saw that a wand had fell out of one of the Eliminator-missiles, and picked it up. She noticed that Earth's metal coating was retreating. That was good.
"Norm, what am I supposed to wish for?" asked Chester. "I have only one genie wish left, and I want to set you free, but the world needs saving too."
Norm gazed at his godkid. Wow, he was one good kid. He wanted both his fairy, and the world to be safe. Norm knew that if he told Chester to set him free, the world might be not be saved, but if he told Chester to save the world, he'd have to spend his life in his lamp. Neither of those were great options, so Norm took a third option.
"Chester, remember what I told you about wishing for three more wishes?"
"Oh, yeah," replied Chester. "Masters can use their last wish to wish for three more wishes. I wish I had three more wishes."
"Sure, kid," replied Norm, snapping his fingers.
GONG!
"First, I wish that Earth, and Fairy World were back to normal."
GONG!
All traces of the Darkness disappeared, other than the actual Darkness, which still loomed in the sky above.
The Anti-Fairies, and Pixies wondered what to do now, and PINGed or ANTI-POOFed back to their respective worlds.
"Second, I wish that only me, Calais, you, and the Darkness remembered this."
GONG!
"Third, I wish you were my fairy godparent again."
GONG!
Norm's wand reappeared, fully charged, his crown acquired a new shine, and his wings unbent – adventure can sometimes be bad on the wings. Da Rules practically leaped into his hands.
"Thanks kid," he replied.
"Sure, Norm," replied Chester. "You're a great god-dad."
Norm smiled. It was always nice to know that his godkid cared about him.
"TIMMY TURNER!"
That was the Darkness calling. No one cared about the Darkness. It spent its whole life destroying everything, making trillions of enemies, and no friends, not even acquaintances.
Turner was probably the closest to a friend that it had, and he was the Darkness' enemy, and in Norm's opinion, overrated.
His life used to be like that, Norm remembered. He used to think that humans, fairies, and every other sentient being in the universe were evil, and that love was non-existent – at least in senses other than the synonym for shagging. Looking for friends didn't even occur to him, since he didn't know that such thing was possible.
Sure, the Darkness had destroyed Genie World, but it wasn't as though it could shut off its vortex, could it?
Well, if the Darkness wanted Turner, he'd give it Turner. No, he wouldn't break Chester's heart, and give it the real Turner.
GONG!
A Turner clone appeared. This clone was made to be extra affectionate, and like the dark.
The Darkness went down from Fairy World, settling above Chester's mobile home.
Norm GONGed out of the home, holding the clone by the scruff of the neck. The grass was getting scraped off the ground by the vortex. Chester's mailbox was flying through the air, buffeted by the vortex winds – this was the one time that its disappearance wasn't caused by humanity's reaction to Bucky McBadBat's utter lack of baseball skill. The train tracks separating the Happy Trails trailer park from the rich intellectuals were lifted up, and sucked in too.
Norm was hit with all of it, making him wonder why he was bothering to do this. Then, he remembered that he was doing this so all this didn't happen again.
He finally reached the swirling red-black vortex. The colors mixed in a chaotic pattern, and he almost lost his nerve, until he told himself that he was Norm the Magical, Swinging, Fairy/Genie Hybrid, and had saved the world two times, and endured many worst things.
He tossed up the clone, and the Darkness sucked it up. It left majestically, and looking amazingly satisfied.
He POOFed Happy Trails back to its normal state of half-clean, half-dirty, half-broken, and half-working. Then he reconsidered, and POOFed the dirty, and broken things into clean non-broken things.
The impossible, nerdy fairy girl POOFed into Chester's mobile home.
"Timmy! You're safe!"
She planted a kiss on the bucktoothed kid's cheek, and Turner blushed. Then, she POOFed them both out.
Norm smiled. He no longer had to be in the same room as Turner. Alright, maybe Turner wasn't that bad; just overrated.
Calais gave him a non-interrupted trilogy kiss, and he sighed happily. Perfect.
THE END
Author's Note: Facing Darkness in the Dark will have a sequel, but not for a while. The series is on hiatus now. I have four stories in progress at the moment, and I have plans for several others, and working on a sequel for this might end up being inconvenient. I do have an idea for it, though; don't worry about that. Thanks for all the wonderful Alerts, Faves, and Reviews!