It was a week after Jay found out that Alan was a mamodo. Alan got live at Jay's house for free, and basically unnoticed. Jay's mom would get home late, but she didn't even bother checking up on him. The two of them were sitting having breakfast together. Jay gobbled down his cereal, as Alan played with his spoon, scooping and splattering the milk. "Don't you have cereal in the Mamodo world?" Jay asked with his mouth full.
"No. We have berries and fish. No artificial sugar there," Alan said, spooning some more milk.
"You'll be sorry. When you're tired out later, don't come to me with excuses." Jay retorted. Alan got up and went to the refrigerator and scoured for something as Jay watched the news.
"There has been a break in at the first national bank on Center Street, here in downtown Portland. It is thought to be part of a string of heists in the area. The culprit was identified, as Liam Poindexter and he seemed to come out with a hostage, a little girl. We are tracking them now via our news chopper…." The TV droned on. Jay dragged Alan out of the refrigerator, just as he was about to bite into a fish.
"But I haven't eaten breakfast yet!"
The car was speeding down the road, an old Ford Coupe. A scientist, named Poindexter, drove, as a girl with a blue dress and icicle earrings held a blue Mamodo book. "As soon as we get to Third Street, I can lose them on the turnpike, as long as you can take out that chopper, Priscilla." The scientist rambled. Priscilla flipped through the money, laughing.
"As long as you supply the spells, I could destroy even the strongest Mamodo. How about the first spell, give 'em a bit of a chill." Priscilla said, putting her head out the window.
"Haldom!" The scientist yelled, holding the light blue book in his hand. As the scientist said this, a gust of icy wind swirled out of Priscilla's hands, soon forming into a tornado of ice, because of the hot streak Portland usually had in the summer. The news chopper was right in the tornado's way, soon to be covered in ice. The squealing of breaks was heard, as Jay threw off his helmet.
"Immobi Braidon!" Jay yelled, as a whip of hair shot at the chopper, pulled in by Alan. He dropped it gently on the ground, as a camera crew jumped out. The engine on the chopper sputtered, and burst into flames.
"Looks like that training paid off, but that other team seems pretty strong… Alan said, looking at the tornado of ice melt away. The driver of the Coupe panicked.
"Calm down, Liam, if you could make this rusty piece of junk go faster, than we won't have to worry about that other team." Priscilla assured. The scientist stared at the road, thinking it over.
"But, Priscilla, this car hasn't gone over sixty miles an hour in twenty five years! And besides, how could they even catch up with us?" Liam assured.
"Do it, unless you want me to rat you out." Priscilla warned. But of course, she was just joking. She needed Liam to win the battle to become king. Liam pushed the pedal to the metal, speeding past seventy, then eighty, then ninety, and then…. Sputter. They came screeching to a stop.
"I told you it wouldn't work! Ugh, how will I get to work? How will I make a living?" Liam panicked.
"With all the money we're gonna steal, you'll become richer than a king." Priscilla said.
"And it's better that we face them, the faster books are burned, the closer I am to winning." Priscilla laughed, stepping out of the car. There was a bike coming their way, Alan pedaling and Jay in the back.
"Gishield!" Liam yelled, getting out of the car. A giant shield made of ice popped up in front of Alan and Jay. Alan stopped pedaling, and put his foot on the ground, and the bike skidded to a stop before they could hit the block of ice. The shield melted, and the two teams could now see each other.
"Braidon!" Jay yelled, as a whip of hair aimed for Liam.
"Verhaldom!" Liam yelled. Priscilla breathed on the hair whip, and it froze, breaking off some of Alan's hair.
"Cool, huh?" Priscilla laughed at her own joke.
"Now, just give me the book, and I won't try to hurt you." Priscilla said, approaching the two.
"Braidon!" Jay yelled, sending Priscilla flying backward. Priscilla caught herself from falling, and scoffed.
"We got a fighter!" She said happily to Liam.
"Haldom!" Liam shouted in reply. A sudden gust of icy wind blended with the hot summer air, creating a tornado of ice. Alan grabbed Jay, pulling him out of the way, but the tornado followed!
"Immobi Braidon!" Jay yelled, as many giant whips of hair grabbed the tornado. The tornado immediately melted. The spell went straight through the tornado, and hit Liam. The whips threw him backwards, the light blue book flying out of his hand. And the book landed in the burning news chopper. Flames burst from the book, immediately engulfing it in flames. Priscilla screamed; she was disappearing. The chopper exploded, as metal and ashes were thrown about. And Priscilla was gone.
"But it was a 5% chance of you beating me! How could you overcome those odds?" Liam cowered.
"Because, she, and you, are evil people. Good always eventually overcomes evil." Alan explained. Liam got up, and ran away. A police car pulled up.
"How did you stop him?" An officer asked Jay and Alan.
"It was nothing really, we just blocked his way," Jay tried to explain in the most believable way possible, as they carried off the scientist in handcuffs.
"Would you like a ride home?" The officer asked.
"No, we can get home by ourselves." Jay said, getting on his bike, this time Alan on the back, as he pedaled slowly towards home.
"Well, that's one Mamodo down, ninety-eight to go." Alan said, as they rode off.
(End Of Chapter 2: 99 Mamodo left)