Chapter 27 Witches and Mirrors
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Skye walked toward the mansion, this time not to steal!…well yes he was going to steal, but not from Lumina, or her grandmother, but the tool shed!, some one else happens to live there.
He walked up to the tool shed.
This will be simple you've beat her before…, but then again she was at half power…well I don't even have to fight her if she doesn't wake up.
He opened the door very quietly, then slipped inside.
Inside the shed looked much bigger then the outside, it was like a mini library with bookshelves all along the back wall, in the middle of the room was a very large pot, it was twice the height of Skye, had a latter to get up there, and was bubbling greenish brown stew-like substances, on the floor there were many books half open and some looked like they were violently tossed on the floor, and on the very corner of the hut was a bed in the bed slept the cruel woman he had come to know as the Witch Princess.
He looked through the room for the thing he has looking for quickly and quietly, till he came across it. It was a mirror what appeared to be and ordinary mirror, but it wasn't.
"Aha!" He whispered to himself, which he soon would realize was a terrible idea, because soon after would appear, out of what seemed to be thin air, the Witch Princess in all her glory, her devilishly beautiful red eyes, her usual raggedy, yet attractive, dress, and shawl on, her sandy blonde wavy hair blowing in the wind that came from a crack in the only window wile the moonlight shown upon her red eyes making them seem even redder, and more devilish.
Oh goddess no…not her…
"Why if it isn't the famous thief the phantom Skye." She said in her cruel, yet seductive, yet intelligent voice.
She lit a nearby candle with a spell, without even giving the chant.
"And with MY mirror of truth nonetheless." She said smirking, wile Skye looked up in terror.
"You know you should ask before you borrow something Skye especially when they are the type of people that don't like getting their stuff STOLEN! HEXALLA!" She through him to the wall with black magic ripping part of his back's skin open, but it would heal.
"AHRGH!" He yelled out in pain.
"Now tell me why did you see it necessary to steal my mirror?" She ask holding him against the wall with black magic.
"It's a long story you see-"He tried to explain so he wouldn't be injured.
"Save the boring phantom thief stories I don't need details, but I do nee something from you…shall we make a deal?" She ask.
Should I trust what she says well it depends…
"That depends what kind of a deal?" He asked the intimidating witch.
"Well I let you borrow the mirror for as long as you like as long as…" She paused.
"AS WHAT!" He ask impatiently.
"You catch me a spirit, a ghost if you will?" She asked.
"What? You know I'm done doing that for you find another PHANTOM!" He shot at her angrily.
"Oh, but there are only four phantoms in the world, your all I have, and besides I only need one doesn't matter who or were as long as it's a human ghost, and you want the mirror?" She tested him.
"NOT THAT MUCH WENCH!" He yelled at her proposal.
"I wouldn't talk to me like that unless you care about life…" She taunted.
"You know you can't kill a phantom!" He smirked.
"I never said your life, I was talking about the little farmer girl and her mentally ill sister."
No!
He looked at the floor covering his face with his hair, digging his fingers into the cement blocked wall.
"Fine, but I get to use the mirror." He demanded.
"Deal" said the witch letting him free of the hex.
He grabbed the mirror, and was on his way.
First he went to his tent-type-thing and put on his swimsuit then headed out with the mirror in a small bag, then went on his way.
Once he got to the back beach he thought he would be the one late, but Claire, and Jill were nowhere to be seen.
Oh I hope they didn't get lost…or worse…
But several minutes later, they came through the bushes mud and dirt on their faces, and twigs in their hair wile they argued:
"Are you sure we aren't lost we were suppose to be there an hour ago!" Jill complained.
"I'm positive I know where I'm going, I just wanted to be fashionably late!, and we would have been there an hour ago if you hadn't thought it was a wonderful idea to fall down a muddy hill, and pull me down with you!" Claire lashed back pointing angrily at her sister.
"It wasn't my fault-"
"wasn't your fault-"
Then they started yelling simultaneously, and he couldn't understand what they were saying till Claire said:
"You know what I think about you stupid little…(at this moment Claire realized they were there)…we're her now aren't we." Jill nodded "and Skye is right behind me looking at us like we're crazy…" Jill nodded again Claire slapped her forehead, and Skye busted out laughing realizing something.
I though since I had no one I had no life, but now I do theses two completely opposite girls are my life, I don't know what I'd do if something happened to them…
A/N:These 2 chapters go to anonymous, short but sweet review