Time to wrap up Unicorn way. I try to keep things entertaining for the most part. Overall, this chapter is shorter, but I've thrown in some humor. I hope you enjoy this...

[Emily, 1st person]

I have to say, I've never met a seraph before. Meeting one was amazing; with all that grace, elegance and majesty. I don't know if I was awed because of magic or complete respect for the lady. Saving this street for her sake seemed like enough for me.

As we rushed outside, we relished at the fact that there was pretty much no more dark fairies. That's when we received a message from Gamma once again. I answered the call by waving my wand.

"What is now, Gamma?"

"I have to admit something first," said Gamma. "The headmaster and I have been keeping an eye on you and making sure you're alright."

"That's okay I guess," said Genevieve. "Why are you doing this?"

"We don't want you to die today, so we'll teleport you away if things seem too dangerous."

"Oh okay, that's reassuring, now what did you want to say," I asked.

"I saw that you just got some mounts, in this case…enchanted brooms." We held the brooms in front of us.

"Yeah," we both said. "What about it?" said Gilda.

"They will only work for a day."

"Aww," I said. "Here I wanted to have a magic broom to ride."

"Why does the magic only work for a day?" asked Gilda.

"That's the type of magic on that broom, there are brooms that work for longer…but the brooms you were given are only for saving the street," he explained.

"Well, might as well enjoy them while they last," I said. "Thanks Gamma." The call then ended.

"Alright," said Gilda, mounting her broom. "Let's try these babies out!"

After we made it back to the beginning of Unicorn way we realized we didn't like flying brooms. We decided to fly them high in the sky for the thrill of it. We forgot we would have to balance on a thin piece of wood, not to mention there would be tons of wind rushing past you as you rode. We clung onto those brooms for dear life, screaming the entire way.

"Ceren," panted Genevieve. "We're back."

"Hello!" he said startled. "You were gone for so long I thought you had run off and joined a Skeletal Pirate crew."

"Have some faith in us Ceren," I said catching my breath. "I'm afraid of skeletons remember."

"You can never be too sure with Pirates," said Ceren. "They sink their hooks in you!"

"We talked to the Sereph," said Gen annoyed.

"Oh, what did Lady Oriel have to say," he asked. We explained to him what had happened.

"Oriel thinks an Underworld tyrant named Rattlebones is behind all of this? Wicked! Let me think…"

"So you recognize that name?" I asked.

"Yes and No, I've heard of him in school, but he's new here."

"So much for that," said Genevieve. "You don't know where he could be? Lady Oriel says he's in a tower that's ringed in bones."

"He's in a tower ringed with bones?" repeated Ceren.

"Yeah," I said. "You know where that is."

"Maybe?" said Ceren, "All I know is that the Skeletal pirates do seem to be concentrated around the old Archives." Ceren opened the Map in his spell book and tapped his finger on a certain spot. "Try looking there! Here, I've marked it on your maps." With a wave of his staff, our books glowed and when we opened it to our maps we saw that 'x' marked the spot. We were about to head off as we were tapped on the shoulders by a familiar face, Private Connelly."

"Excuse me," he said. "If you're heading down Unicorn way I was wondering if you could check up on someone for me?"

"Sure, who'd you have in mind," I said.

"You see," he said rubbing the back of his head. "I usually see Dorothy out shopping by now, but I fear she's too afraid to leave home. She's just down the road a bit and she normally keeps her lights on. She doesn't like all the lost souls roaming around. Can't say that I blame her."

"Sure thing," said Gen. "While Emily is doing that, I'll go check inside the arena."

"Why?" Since when was Gen interested in tournament battles?

"Well, I got a message while we were flying from the Duel master (who is unicorn man), that if we're interested in tournaments we should stop by the arena. This way we could multi-task."

"We could check that out later, when the street's not in dire straits."

"Fine," said Genevieve.

As we made our way down the street towards Dorothy's place we found a chest on the road which had fourteen pieces of gold in it and Gen caught some blue wisps to regain her mana. We then found the other house that had its light's on around the turn-around. Considering Private Connelly and our previous meeting with Private O-Ryan, I thought Dorothy would be older. She was a girl about our age, wearing a beige outfit with red rims. It was an outfit with puffed sleeves and a cape. In her hand she had a black staff with three red rings, the top of it looking like a golden hilt of a sword with a red intertwining figure eight and red sphere resting on top. It looked like she would be going to school with us, maybe she would be renting a house.

"What are you two doing in here?" she asked in a high pitched, innocent voice.

"Hi Dorothy," said Genevieve. "Private Connelly was worried about you being too afraid to leave home."

"Oh hello!" said Dorothy suddenly. "You say Private Connelly was worried about me? He always does fret so. I'm alright, but I wish someone could do something about all those ghosts outside."

"Private Connelly and his guards are doing the best they can," I told her.

"Oh," said Dorothy worriedly. "Sometimes I wish Auntie Em could join me here. I'd feel better with here around."

"Dorothy…Auntie Em…? That sounds like another Dorothy we know of," said Genevieve.

"Well I certainly never met you before," said Dorothy. "I'd remember meeting a pair of twins. Say, I was having some friends over for lunch, but they are running late. I fear for their sake with all these ghosts roaming around."

"Those ghosts are no problem, trust me," said Gen.

"Could you still check up on them? My two friends live on this street, down towards the park area. Look for the house with the light on in the window. You can't miss it."

"Sure thing Dorothy," I said. "We'll make sure your friends are alright."

"Thank you," said Dorothy. They headed out the door, figuring they had enough directions to lead them to Dorothy's friends' house. As they were getting there, Gen brought up a valid point.

"You think this might be Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz?"

"I don't know, she was a fictional character; however we are in a world that seems fictional right now, so there might be a chance we'll run into characters we thought were fiction."

"Hey, I see it; the house with the lights on!" Indeed, there was the house with the lights on. They ran around the edge of the turn-around and into the house. Once inside, We saw a dog man and a man made of turning cogs.

"What's with the sudden intrusion?" asked the dog man.

"Well, to keep things short, I'm Emily and this is my twin sister Genevieve and it's okay to call her Gen." Genevieve grunted.

"Hello Emily, Gen," said the Dog man. She grunted again. "I'm Mr. Toto, and this is my friend Tin man."

"Nice to meet you," said the Tin man. Okay, so maybe we were meeting the real Dorothy of Oz. Her friends were here too apparently, except Toto was a Dog man and the Tin man was made of cogs. Maybe the story was just based on true events. It was still a lot to take in.

"Okay Tin man, Mr. Toto," said Gen, breaking me out of my thoughts. "Dorothy is wondering where you are and why you are late for lunch."

"Speaking of which," I remembered. "We need to pick up something after this." My stomach had started growling.

"What!?" exclaimed the Tin Man. "You say that Dorothy is looking for us? We were just about to be on our way."

"Oh, I told you we should have left earlier," nagged Mr. Toto. "Now we've gone and made her worry about us."

"I'm sorry, but I cannot find my oil can. You wouldn't want me seizing up on the way there."

"Oh dear, we always go through this. Can you return to Dorothy and tell her we'll be running late as usual?"

"Sure thing, we'll do," I said as we headed out the door to return to Dorothy's.

"It sure is strange knowing that Toto is a Dog man and the Tin man is not made of Tin," said Genevieve.

"Yeah, it is also strange knowing you were right and that they're here as well." We made it back to Dorothy's house, and once inside we told her that her friends were fine and just running late.

"They are safe and sound? It's good to know that they are just running late. Now I don't have to worry. I always fear a wicked witch might show up and whisk them back to her castle. This land is so strange. Not like back on the farm." I was going to ask her if she was the Dorothy who had gone to Oz, but now I didn't feel like it. She must've been going through a lot, her adventures in Oz and now here. I didn't want her to get overwhelmed like I got sometimes.

"But I do like it here," said Dorothy, trying to cheer us up. "Headmaster Ambrose is such a nice Wizard. And my new friends are nice too. I'd say that in all, this place is as fun as a barrel of flying monkeys!" Was that an expression for good or bad? Must have been something Dorothy usually said.

"Well, we have to go get our own lunch now," said Gen.

"Maybe we can have lunch with her," I suggested. It would be nice to get to know a future classmate.

"No," said Genevieve. "We need to get back to Private Connelly and tell him Dorothy's alright; if we're gone for too long he'll worry."

"Alright, nice meeting you," said Dorothy. "Would you say hello to Private Connelly for me?"

"We will," I said. On our way back, we had found another chest with fourteen gold coins in it, and Genevieve had refilled the rest of her magical energy by catching a blue wisp. We made it back to Private Connelly alright, and told him that Dorothy was fine.

"Glad to hear Dorothy is doing well!" Some lights appeared and went into our bags.

"Okay," said Genevieve. "Now that that's done we can get something to eat."

"Question is where will we get it," I asked. I grabbed my stomach as it growled again. There weren't much places to get a lunch in Unicorn Way.

"Well," said Private Connelly. "Considering that you've done so much for Unicorn Way already, it'd only be fair if I shared my lunch with you."

"Thank you Private Connelly," said the both of us.

"Don't worry; we don't need much," I said, "just a little something to keep us going."

So, after Private Connelly got someone to cover for him while he had his lunch break, he sat down with us and shared his lunch. Turns out, Unicorn way residents were big fans of salads and fruits; we couldn't complain however, because there was nothing else and we were hungry.

We also took some time to see what stuff we got. From helping Dorothy out, we had both gotten a pair of ruby slippers, to protect us from death magic. We also had received a hat and outfit to help protect us from the magic within our own school; so yeah, we were not exactly invincible from it.

After we were fed, we set off for the Archives, riding our brooms (closer to the ground) to make up for lost time. Of course we checked our maps to see where we needed to go.

With that, we rushed off to Delia's tower to confront Rattlebones.

We stood outside the archives, fresh off our brooms. Not as troublesome this time around but we still needed some balance to ride them. It was surprising the building in front of us was the archives; it looked ominous, ringed with bones. In hindsight, this place was obviously the lair, we just didn't think to go there. I figured if this building was just the archives, it wouldn't normally be ringed with bones. In fact, Ceren said his friend Delia worked there before all the havoc started.

"Rattlebones really made himself at home," I said aloud. I figured Rattlebones wouldn't be one to stop what he was doing without a fight.

"Ready to go fight a skeleton, Em?" asked Genevieve.

"As ready as I'll ever be." So, we entered. As we entered, we saw a skeleton in armor holding a book and conversing with a dark fairy. He must have been making more.

"Good work, my thrall! This could be the tome that Malistere seeks. Now we-"

"So you are working for Malistere!" cried Genevieve. They turned to look at her. "I was thinking earlier," said Genevieve. "'There is no explanation for why Rattlebone's is doing this.' 'Just because he's a tyrant or he's angry' seems a little strange."

It did seem a little strange. The skeleton could've be doing it because he's been extra cranky lately and he's doing it just to ruin everyone's lives a little bit more; but it didn't explain all the other undead that have been showing up.

"Yeah," I said. "You could have just swarmed the street with undead if that was the case. No you also corrupted the fairies with Death magic. If you were just a general in life, you wouldn't know how to do that. You had help. Malistere already released Lady Blackhope, but he also brought you back for a favor as well as bringing Wizard city to it's knees by corrupting the source of Life magic."

"With all the chaos, Malistere could obtain what he wants with no one to oppose him," concluded Gen.

"But what does he want?" I asked pointedly towards Rattlebones.

"What's this, a couple wizards?" asked Rattlebones. "You must be the two wizards dispelling all the undead, freeing all the fairies and undoing all of my work!"

"Yeah, that's us," said Genevieve. "Didn't answer our question though."

"Quite excellent you showed up actually," he said with a chuckle. "I've been rather bored and could use a combat break."

"I think he's mad at us, Gen." I said.

"Well," said Genevieve. "Sorry to burst your bubble, Rattle-britches, but my sister and I will kick your butt, not the other way around and stop your reign of mayhem."

"We'll see about that," said Rattlebones.

"Alright, Em," said Gen to me. "You're better at fighting Skeletons than me, so you should fight Rattlebones, I'll take the Fairy." "Right," I quickly responded.

After breaking out of our little huddle, we rushed forward. The dueling circle formed. I took the position of the first circle, with the symbol of the sun, while Genevieve took the position of the second circle, with the symbol of the eye. Rattlebones took my opposite, the circle with the symbol of the dagger, while the fairy took the opposite circle of Genevieve, the circle with the symbol of the key.

We searched through our decks for the spells we wanted to use for the first round. I picked something simple. It was my move first. I threw out my card, and made a symbol of a flame as a burst of fire came from my wand and struck Rattlebones in the face. Genevieve did something similar except she made a symbol of a storm cloud and a burst of lightning struck the fairy, slightly electrocuting it.

Rattlebones laughed, as did the fairy.

"It's surprising of how you were defeating so many before," said Rattlebones.

"Is that really the best you can do?" snarked the Fairy. "It's pathetic." They continued to laugh.

I really wanted to attack them right then, but I knew it wasn't my turn. Meanwhile, looking at Genevieve, I saw her desperately trying to get a spell out. It was their turn. I'm not sure what Rattlebones hit me with, but I think it was something to make the next death spell hurt more. The fairy, through complicated motions, cast a scarab at Genevieve.

Searching through my deck again, I pulled out the first card I could find. I threw out my card, made a symbol of flame with my wand and cried, "From my words I doth ignite, a cat to bring within my sight, its foes and mine: entertwined; the battle's bought now burn through this fight!" in a fit of rage. A firecat appeared, and rushed at Rattlebones, causing him to collapse and break, but not like the last ones I thought.

"Hey, Em," said Genevieve, "I think I figured out how my magic works."

"What?" Genevieve then threw her card forward, and made a symbol of a storm cloud all while saying, "Boom and quake, lightning shake, I call forth the thundersnake!"

A thundersnake appeared and breathed lightning at the fairy and the fairy exploded into dust. Genevieve blew on her wand like she was blowing smoke off of it.

"Impressive," I said, "albeit, the battle was little easy, not very challenging."

"Meh, works for me," said Genevieve. "I did tell old ratty that we would kick his butt."

The duel circle dispersed, and lights floated up from the remains and floated into each of our bags. We then saw our wands were glowing, which meant we had messages. Genevieve checked hers first. A small image of a zebra wearing a safari outfit appeared.

"I'm Sir Reginald Baxby; I'm a big game hunter" said the zebra. He sounded Australian, which was ironic, considering what he looked like. "I heard that you two went off to fight a big tough monster."

"Yeah," said Genevieve. "We just defeated him."

"Well done," said Reginald. "You should know that the really tough monster can drop unique treasure when you fight'em, so you might want to fight'em multiple times to see what you can get."

"You mean Rattlebones will just come back?" I asked, exasperated. "We defeated him for nothing?"

"Not for nothing, mate; it will take him some time to get back. Of course, he is kind of already dead; you can't get rid of him just like that, but now we know who to keep in check. Thanks again, girls." With that, he disappeared. I then decided to check my message. It was Mr. Lincoln.

"Hello again, girls," said Mr. Lincoln.

"Hello Mr. Lincoln," we said.

"I think I should mention reagents, you might come across many in your travels. Reagents can be used in crafting recipes, and you can find them all over the spiral. There's a list in your spellbooks of what you'll be able to find in each world. When you come across reagents, you can keep them in your spellbooks under the reagent tab." With that he disappeared. We took a look in our spellbooks.

"It says in here that bones can be reagents," I told Genevieve.

"You want to take Ratty's old bones?" asked Genevieve, a little disgusted.

"Just one," I informed her. "I don't need him reforming around me and getting revenge." I went over to the bone pile and plucked out one of his bones. It turned into a ball of light and went inside my spellbook. Suddenly, the bones started jumbling around and coming together.

"Aahh!" I jolted backwards as Rattlebones reformed. That was quick.

"That's mine!" he said.

"Mine now!" I argued. "I beat you fair and square."

"Argh! Fair enough, you are both stronger than I; you would best me again and again if we kept fighting. The day is yours, young ones; But the Dark Master's plan is already in motion. You haven't heard the last rattle in the Darkness!"

"What's his plan?" demanded Gen, but Rattlebones had run off. "Hey, get back here, you should stay dead!" I stopped her.

"He's harmless now, Malistere's plan for this street failed, so he'd have to be stupid to try it again. There's no dark magic to corrupt it now."

"But he has answers!"

"No," I said. I then pointed to a book on the ground. "That has answers. It was tome he was interested in before we came in; said something about Malistere looking for it."

"Must be important," said Genevieve, picking it up. We dusted it off, but the cover was too faded to make out a title. We couldn't open it.

"Maybe Ceren will be able to help," I suggested.

Before we left, we looked under the clothing tab and found out that we did have new clothes. Genevieve had got a new hat called the Rattlebones cowl which would protect her from death spells, and I got some new boots called the slippers of rites which would make me a little more durable to attacks. We couldn't wear these until we were more experienced with magic however.

Surprisingly, I was a little less patient than Genevieve; she was willing to wait for the clothes, meanwhile I wasn't. I figured I didn't need the slippers of rites, and if I couldn't have them at that moment then I wouldn't keep them. Maybe it's the fact I'm not very passionate about clothes that much, even if they would help my battle strategy. I took out the boots from my spellbook, and whacked them with my wand, causing them to be enveloped in a ball of flame, while Genevieve looked at them with wide eyes.

"You know, you could've given them to-" started Genevieve.

"No," I said bluntly.

"You didn't let me finish."

"Whenever I see someone else with something that used to belong to me, even if I gave it away, I get jealous."

"You gave me your ring," Genevieve defended.

"That was a one-time thing," I said. "I don't think I'll do it again."

"So you'll destroy everything you don't want in a ball of fire?" said Genevieve blankly.

"Yes, or I'll sell it."

"We should get back and inform Ceren about the book," said Genevieve.

"Right," I said, happy to change the subject.

We made it outside the tower, and I felt that the battle was very anti-climactic, which Genevieve was okay with. Genevieve probably did not want too much danger, and I'm thinking two things: on one hand, I'm thinking 'Okay, that's fine,' and on other hand I'm thinking, 'What's her problem?' On the other hand though, it seemed that the dark magic that had been cloaking the street had been lifted. Maybe it was just anti-climactic because we were just so powerful we drove away the dark magic choking the street easily. That gave me faith for the battles to come.

Genevieve went looking for wisps because she was attacked the most. While she did find enough wisps to bring her back to health, she also found some Mistwood, saying that was a better reagent than bones. Of course, I had to agree with her; dead things still creeped me out. After looking around the tower, we got on our brooms and rushed back to Ceren. There were still some Skeletons lurking around, so we stuck to the sidewalks.

We made our way back to Ceren, and along the way we had found wisps to bring us back to our full strength. When we got back to Ceren we felt good as new.

"Hey Ceren," said Genevieve. "We're back."

"We defeated Rattlebones," I informed.

"He won't be causing any more trouble, we shown him not to mess with us," said Genevieve. Ceren got huge grin. "You did it, didn't you?! You beat Rattlebones!" Yeah, I was proud of myself too. "The Darkness plaguing Unicorn way is lifting. Look!"

"We saw on the way here, Ceren. We know," I told him.

"With Rattlebones defeated, the guards should be able to drive away the rest of the undead horde."

At that moment, we had received some balls of light that floated into our bags; probably the streets way of giving us gifts. We looked inside our spellbooks; we had both gotten some new boots. The boots put a little more punch into the spells related to our school of magic, so we were keeping my soot stained boots and her canvas covers. Of course, my clothes were a little pink, maybe I could get that fixed later to make them red.

"Ceren," said Gen. "Rattlebones was seeking to claim this book for Malistere."

"You said your friend Delia worked in the archives, do you know what the book is," I asked.

"No I don't," he said, "but the tome looks important. You should take that book to the library in the Commons. Harold Argleston will know what to do with it. He might be able to get it open."

"He's the librarian, right?" asked Genevieve.

"Yeah," said Ceren.

"How do we find the Library," I asked, "We teleported here."

"Your wands should help," said Ceren. "Good luck! I'm going to inform the guards what's happened and see what I can do to help."

"Alright," we said.

As we made our way out of Unicorn way, we stopped by the Duelmaster's arena and looked into tournaments. It didn't seem like our kind of thing. Once we were finished, we began to exit into the tunnel towards the commons and just started talking about what we had accomplished.

"Well," I said. "We just saved a street of life magic from being overrun by the undead and dark fairies."

"Well, it is a little impressive," said Genevieve. "The villain's plan and how we were able to stop them." That was when I realized something.

"Hey Gen, we made life magic out there."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, we drove the undead away, and to do that, you need life magic."

"Huh, I guess storm and fire is the key to driving away the undead."

"To think, all the things we've done, everything we've accomplished and uncovered…and it's only two-thirty!"

It took less time than in the original because they are riding brooms this time around. I tried to throw in some lore from the original, because that old story line knew what it was doing. I just wish I was a better writer back when I first wrote this. Anyways, next chapter they are introduced to the schools. That will be incredibly short, so I might just merge the chapter with the one after it. The chapter would be basically the same except for penny's quest and the tour of the city, not to mention maybe photomancy. Let's just see what I do with it, until then...stay tuned!