I couldn't tell you what happened exactly from the starting point of the battle, 7 a.m., to the end, 8 p.m., except that it was taxing on the body to use magic this much. But we had to. At the beginning, we had no idea what spells to use. We tried a ton of different spells to see what worked best. The best was to make them lose all feeling in their legs so they drop to the ground and then ten seconds later, regain the feeling. By then, they either were squished by troll feet or pulled away by other men. Lona and Pam were doing small spells to enhance our Creatures offenses and defenses. I was almost sick a few times when I saw some men die, because a troll went down. A shiver ran down my back when, I think I killed a guy because I made it so he couldn't walk. This was so bad. I would be haunted forever. I started using a different spell that would make them forget what they were supposed to do so they would stay out of it. It did work. Some of the time. Most had strong minds.

Then suddenly, Lona called out to me. I released the energy I was gathering for another spell and ran to the gun where Lona was. It was pointed right at Pete. He was surrounded by the 8 men with him backed up against his tree. Oh no! I'm going to have to shoot. Crud! Ok here we go. Load, aim, shoot. The guy went down. Then the next, then another three. Pete handled the other startled men. I can't wait until this is over. I can't wait here! I grabbed two hand guns. They were sitting there just in case the castle was taken over so we could defend ourselves. I grabbed some extra ammo.
"I love you, girls!" I shouted and ran down at least five sets of stairs. Geez. They need elevators, I thought. When I got down the front steps, I ran to Pete's tree. He was still there. He faced me and turned his back to the bad men.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Helping." I said shortly. I didn't care anymore. I shot two guys behind Pete who were sneaking up on him.
"You can't fight down here!" He shouted over an explosion.
"Oh, I can and I will! You can't stop me." I started walking away and shooting at the same time.
"I will pick you up and put you back up there." He said pointing to the battlements.
"Just try!" I yelled at him daring him to come and get me. He put his guns in the two shoulder holsters he had strapped to him. He did some really fast movements that were more complicated than Lona's. Air magic. Darn! Wind blew my hair around and I got picked up off my feet. Okay so aim, aim some more, and fire. I shot his arm. That was such a bad idea because I was ten feet in the air and that I shot him. I dropped to the ground on my butt and he dropped to his knees holding his arm. It wasn't that bad.
"I told you. Just try." I said running into the battle. This part passed in a blur and a lot of noise from my guns. I was streaking across the field like no tomorrow. If I got hit, then there would be no tomorrow. They started to retreat because most of the trolls wouldn't go down. I went back to the castle and to my room after they had all gone and the battle field was cleaned up of all the bodies. I didn't help with that clean up. Instead, I threw up in my bathroom. I hate fighting, but when I need to in the future, it wouldn't be to the death. I was dry heaving when there was a knock on my door. I wiped my mouth.
"Come in?" I said walking into the bedroom. It was Pete, like I expected. He had his left arm in a sling.
"I can't believe you would shoot me!" He said, storming into my room.
"I told you I was going to fight. You couldn't stop me." I said simply.
"You still don't shoot your boyfriend." We were yelling.
"Who said you were my boyfriend? Maybe you're a side dish and Bon is still my full meal." I was louder.
"But it isn't that way, because you said maybe."
"Well, boys shouldn't get in the way of a headstrong girl. You shouldn't have got in the way!" I shouted. , Val came storming in, as well.
"What were you thinking?!" Now it was a shouting party!
"I was helping out. I was an idiot. Both of you go away! I know what risk I took! Val, I couldn't have just stood there and watch Pete as died. And Pete, I saved your life! You should be thanking me. I saved it twice. I could have shot you through your h-h-" I was going to say head, but couldn't bring myself to it because I had to throw up again. I ran to the toilet. I threw up. Val left because if she saw or smelled the puke she would toss her cookies like me. Pete just left. I was crying. It was because of the puke. Whenever you throw up something triggers you to cry as well. I don't know why. Okay, that was an excuse. But a good part of it. I went back and lay down on my bed. I hate when writers say that their characters fall asleep when their head hits the pillow. It has yet to happen to me. I kept replaying the images of the men on the ground, dead. I don't know when I fell asleep.

The next day, Pete and Val wouldn't talk to me. Or be in the same room. So, when it came to tea time with Queen Sally, I didn't go. Why should they miss out on tea because of me? I went to the battlements instead. Pete. He skipped seeing the King.
"Oh. I'll just leave if you want." I said turning around.
"No, it's okay. Stay." He said calmly, patiently.
"Alright." He was leaning on the edge of the stone wall, looking out at the other buildings.
"I forgive you, you know. I hope you forgive me." I said
He sighed, "Of course I do."
"Why have you been avoiding me if you forgive me?"
"I don't know. I just didn't want this time to come. I didn't know if you would be cool enough or even if I would be cool enough. I was scared. You would have yelled at me. Believe me." He admitted.
"Believe has lie in it. Anyway, I was scared, too." I moved to his side and we intertwined our fingers. I nudged his shoulder against mine.
"Yeah, right. That's a lie. I can't believe you." He said doubtfully.
"Yeah, sorry. I would have stood up for myself." I said blushing and laughing.
"Now where are you going?"
"Oh. Um, Jackson, Mississippi. It will be a long journey, but not our longest." I suddenly felt my pocket vibrate. My phone! I totally forgot. It was an EnV 2. I don't get a lot of texts or calls, so I usually forget about it. How did it get in my pocket? I took it out. It said on the screen: Mom, then flashed her number then Mom again.
"Crud...Hello?" I said.
"Where have you been?" She asked sternly.
"Oh, we went on a trip with Pam. It was for Spring Break." I said hopping she would go for it.
"Well, we haven't heard from you and you didn't stop by before you left. How's Val?" She asked. She usually wasn't this laid back.
"Oh, she's fine. She is sleeping. She felt a bit sick, but she's probably fine." I lied. I'm good at that.
"Alright. Have fun. We are going up to Canada. I just wanted to check on you. Bye." She hung up. Well, that was rushed! I didn't care.
"Sorry, my mom." I said to Pete.
"Ah. I don't have one, she died when I was born. I don't know. I grew up with my Dad who died when I was 8."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be. You have nothing to be sorry about. It's not your fault. I'm not in an orphanage, which is a good thing. But I acquired everything from magic. Which is bad, but I have to live somehow." He said. He did have a troubled past.
"Oh. Well, come with us. The seats in the car can expand to fit about four people to each seat. Come. It will be fun. You can shove everything in the trunk. We can shrink what you want and put it in. I want you to come." I told him.
"You don't need to beg. I'll come." He said looking at me for the first time today. I kissed him on the cheek and we walked down to dinner hand in hand and side by side.

Dinner was yummy. I'm such a kid. We could order whatever we wanted and they would serve it to us. I got spaghetti with sauce and parmesan cheese on top. It was so good. I love cheese... I ordered Diet Coke to drink. It was good, but I like last night's dinner better. I went to bed on a full stomach. I dreamt that I was in the battle. I was doing great. But then one of their men came up from behind me and he had a knife. Pete was in front of me. He yelled for me to look out, but it was too late. The man came up from behind me and stuck the foot long knife right through my stomach. So much for life, I thought. Pete shot the guy and knelt at my head. He picked up my head and put it in his lap. My vision and hearing were fading. He kept saying "no" over and over. I put a hand over my wound and looked at my hand. Red, I thought, my favorite color.
I looked at Pete. "I love you." I whispered. Then my hearing went and slowly his face disappeared. Next I was in a chamber. It was really dark and I almost didn't notice the man sitting in a throne right in front of me. He seemed to be talking to himself. My hearing was still shot, so I couldn't hear. My vision was getting better, but not my hearing. The man was wearing a black cloak. Its hood was up so I couldn't see his face, but his hands were showing. They were normal, human hands, but then he could be a wizard. My hearing was back now. I totally missed what he was saying to himself, though.
"Welcome, kid." That voice again. Oh no, please no. Not Bon.
"No." I said. Actually I was repeating it over and over.
"Yes, yes. It is I, Bon. And yet that isn't my name. That isn't who I really am." What did he mean by that? "You will be wise to not interfere with the downfall of Creatures. You will stay away." The dream disappeared. In the morning, when I woke up, I couldn't remember the second dream, only the first.