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MCS2 Demon Fire (2010 Edit)
MCS2 Demon Fire (2010 Edit)
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Prologue One:
Forgotten Visions
Young Guardian was on patrol, all right. She was fighting an old-
Dominionite demon in the Dream Realm. Her sister must have sensed her
presence, because she shouted.
“Claudia – help me with this thing!”
Ariana was using her magic to shield herself from the demon, but it
wasn’t working. Instead, the demon had her shackled with its own red-
fire magic.
Claudia panicked. “What should I do?”
She’d never fought demons in the Dream Realm before. She didn’t
know how to react to seeing one, let alone fighting one.
Her sister cried out one word. “Water!”
She got an idea. Using magic she hadn’t known she’d had, Claudia
Marie Woods-Richardson raised her arms and cried out a powerful spell.
“May the winds of change delight, may the sands of time take flight.
May the fires you burn bright be extinguished by the ocean’s wet watery
sprite!”
From her palms came a spray of water to soak the demon, forcing it
to run and hide. Claudia went to her sister.
“Claud? A wet watery sprite?” Ariana was joking, but grateful her
sister had come to her rescue.
Claudia shrugged. “Was that a Dominionite?”
“One of many left here, yes.” Ariana took her sister’s hand and was
standing in moments. “I don’t mean to sound ungrateful little sister, but
what are you doing here?”
“I came searching for you.”
“What for?”
“I have something to tell you.” Claudia started. She noticed Ariana’s
white gown was soaked through. “Sorry for the shower.”
“No problem. It’s nothing a little fire magic won’t fix.” Ariana closed
her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.
Claudia watched as her entire body glowed red, both drying her
clothes, making them sparkle again and warming the cool Dominionite air
around her. She couldn’t help giggling.
“There.” Ariana grinned. “All better.”
“I wish I knew how to do that.”
“You do, you just don’t know it, yet.” Ariana assured her. “What did
you want to tell me?”
Claudia’s eyes went directly to Ariana’s. She closed her mind-path
off from her sister, so the Young Guardian couldn’t read her thoughts.
“Claudia?” Ariana placed a hand on her sister’s shoulders. “Is it
about Craig?”
Claudia shook her head. “No, not about him. It’s not even about the
baby we’re expecting in a few months.”
“What is it?” Ariana’s voice was concerned.
Claudia had to tell her older sister. The entire Realms of the Worlds
were in danger from Sabrina.
“Sabrina?” Ariana’s voice was now confused. “What about her?”
So much for not letting her read my mind. Claudia thought to
herself. Aloud, she said. “She’s Earthbound, hiding out in the same place
Mark Grey is buried.”
“Hill View Cemetery.” Ariana supplied. “Thanks for telling me.”
“I’m afraid I may have told you too late.” Claudia announced before
her sister could disappear to warn Lord Guardian O’Dell.
Ariana folded her arms. “Too late? Just how long have you kept this
from us?”
“Six months.” Claudia squeaked. Before her sister could go on a
tirade about how important it was to tell people things like this, she
interrupted. “I had a good reason.”
“So, tell me your good reason.” Young Guardian wasn’t happy with
her younger sister at the moment.
“Everyone was so happy after Aaron and Aimee rescued us from the
Unknown. I didn’t want to ruin that.”
“It doesn’t –”
“I know, it doesn’t matter how happy we were, I should have told
you sooner.”
“As soon as you knew.” Ariana nodded.
“I only knew it in a vision. I’m sorry for keeping it secret for so long.”
Ariana sighed. “Claudia, listen to me. You’re my sister, and I love
you to bits, but you’re still an Ancient Mystic. It doesn’t matter now how
you found out, or even that you didn’t tell us right away. All that does
matter is we know, and from what you know, I’ll be able to find and Re-
exile her.”
“What about the baby you’re expecting? Aren’t your powers on-hold
in our world until he’s born?”
Ariana couldn’t help grinning. “How did you know the sex?”
“When I last felt him kick, I could sense it.”
“At least you use your Empathy.” Ariana remarked. “Wish I could
convince Lu it was harmless.”
“Your powers?” Claudia was used to her sister getting off track, but
she was relentless and plain ridiculous when it came to her beloved twin
Luna.
“Right.” Ariana said. “My powers aren’t on-hold because I’m not
Earthbound. I have full control over every power I have.”
“I’m just worried about the baby.” Claudia said. “What if Sabrina
uses her powers against you and hurts my nephew?”
“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there, okay?” Ariana supplied.
“In the meantime, go home and relax. My niece needs her mother’s
attentions more than I do.”
Claudia smiled.
Ariana winked, knowing her sister was thinking the same thing she
had been. “She told me. I promise, I won’t tell Craig.”
“Thanks, he doesn’t want to know anyway.”
“I know.” Ariana said.
Claudia could feel the air turn cold again. She shivered and
watched as her older sister’s hand hit her temple.
“Ariana, what is it?” Claudia asked, panicking. Was this to be
another demon for her to fight? She hoped not.
“Run. Now.” Ariana gasped, falling to her knees. She screamed, and
both sisters could feel the evil essence in the air. “Go!”
Claudia could only listen and disappear.
Sibylline, Queen of the Epsilon, couldn’t help being worried for her
daughters still left in the Dream Realm. Sure, they’ve been through the
Crusades. They looked after their own parts of the Dream Realm, raising
their own children, but something still wasn’t finished.
Sibylline was worried for good reason. She’d seen in her own Staff –
the same Staff she’d let Lady Katherine borrow to test her power in the
Crusades – what was to come. Sabrina and Damian fighting Katherine
and Young Guardian’s sisters in the Abyss, the five of them outwitting the
siblings, and even what happened with the Black-as-Night Crystal in
Young Guardian’s hands. She saw something else now, of where the
siblings disappeared when the spell was cast. Damian had gone back to
the Unknown to warn his father, and Sabrina... Sabrina was another
story.
If only there were some way...
To help them, save them from the evil Sabrina’s Magical grasp.
Before it was too late.
She sighed, sitting at her throne, thinking it over. Lord Braken, her
husband and daughters’ father, was in the village, greeting the followers.
This left her alone to fend for herself in the huge Castle.
“My Lady Sibylline?” A sweet voice interrupted her thoughts. She
looked up to see a young woman, with dark-brown hair and silver-blue
eyes.
“Yes Sarabeth?”
“May I be permitted to speak with you, one on one?” Sarabeth
asked timidly.
Sibylline smiled. “Yes, of course. Come close, my Princess.”
Sarabeth slowly made her way to Sibylline’s side.
Queen Sibylline had to smile at the girl. Since her Outer Realm
death a generation ago, Sarabeth had been ‘adopted’ by Sibylline and
Lord Braken. She was the youngest daughter of Enchantra, once
Earthbound to save her life and soul.
“What bothers you?” Sibylline asked.
“I was to ask the same as you, my Queen.” Sarabeth replied, not
letting her eyes meet those of Sibylline. “Have you heard from your sisters
lately?”
“Nay, not since the Crusades.” Sibylline said sadly.
How she missed her dear elder sisters, Enchantra and Challandra?
Even the torment of Jezebel was enough for Sibylline’s mind to miss.
Jezebel was her twin, after all.
“They have a new vengeance on their minds now.” Sarabeth said. “I
have seen a vision myself.”
“What was yours?”
“Sabrina has come up missing.” Sarabeth replied. “No one in either
of the Realms knows where she is. Not even Shannon and her Crusaders.”
Sibylline stared at her Princess. “How do you know this?”
Sarabeth bit her lip. “I have been to Shannon’s Dream Realm.”
Shannon was Sarabeth’s younger twin daughter. She was also the
one responsible for getting the Young Guardian and her Earthly Protector
together, thus forming the Crusaders.
Sibylline wasn’t exactly happy with the confession, but understood
her reasons. “What have I told you about that, Sarabeth?”
“Not to do it.” Sarabeth supplied. “I apologize, but I had to see how
my girls were fairing in the Outer Realm.” She spoke up, this time with
more excitement in her voice. “Did you know Shannon is now married to
Michael’s son, Nick? They now have a son of their own, naming him after
Michael’s father, Martin. You should see him. I have a grandson!”
Sibylline laughed. “Princess Sarabeth, you made me smile for the
first time today.”
Sarabeth was the one to stare at her. “What do you mean, my
Lady?”
“Your very enthusiasm makes me smile.” Sibylline explained. “I only
wish that for myself sometimes.”
III
After Sarabeth left the Palace, Enchantra went in search of her twin
Challandra. The sisters usually did everything together, but Challandra
hadn’t been around lately.
She found her sister in the greenhouse garden, rocking in a chair as
she caressed the petals of a rose with her fingers.
“What bothers you, sister?” Enchantra inquired.
Challandra sighed. “Love. Seeing O’Dell around has me thinking of
Byron.”
“Ah, I see.” Enchantra said. “You miss him.”
“I also miss my children.” Challandra replied. She put the rose on
the table beside her. “I wonder how much they have grown since the
Wars?”
“They were just babes when Orthos attacked and destroyed the
Kingdom Castle.” Enchantra said. “Lord Byron was lucky to get himself
and the children to safety in time.”
Challandra sighed, staring out the window.
“I cannot stand seeing you like this, Challie.” Enchantra supplied,
moving to hug her sister from behind. “Cheer up, if not for me, for
yourself.”
“I see you with O’Dell, Jezebel with Max, and even Young Guardian
with Protector Derrick. All of you are happy with someone you love best of
all.” Challandra replied. “What about me, Chantie? Am I not aloud to be
happy?”
“Of course you are.” Enchantra said.
“Why am I so sad?”
“You know the reason, Challandra.” Enchantra replied.
“I just want to be happy.” Her sister whispered. “Like I was before
the Wars.”
It took a moment for Enchantra to think of something to do about
her.
“Go, find Byron and the children.” She said.
Challandra turned to meet her sister’s smile. “Really?” Enchantra
grinned, nodding. “What about?”
“O’Dell and I can handle it, if the Young Ones should need us.”
Enchantra assured her. “Your happiness is more important to me than
your spells or herbs.”
Challandra hugged her twin. “Thank you, Chantie.”
As her sister disappeared, she said into the air. “You are welcome.
Be happy!”
Enchantra was alone at last in the Palace. Dixilynne lived on her
own with her Earthly Protector Theodore, who was known as the
Apprentice. Dorianne, Dixilynne’s twin sister, still lived in the Outer Realm
with her husband Paul, who was oblivious to the amount of power his wife
carried. Sarabeth, direct with warning from the Epsilon, had left to find
her cousin Katherine.
She thought of O’Dell, cooped up in his Chambers and grinned. She
would never be alone as long as he was around.
Prologue #2:
Sabrina’s Return
For some time afterward, Wolf Stargazer was edgy. There was
something lurking in the Canine Valley; he could smell it. He knew it from
the moment his Young Guardian friend appeared after her patrols. She
wanted to learn sword-work, but he could tell she sensed the presence as
well. As it was, Ariana had gone home to the Outer Realm, taking his wife
with her.
At least they will be safe. Wolf announced in his mind, pacing the
grounds of Stargazer Castle.
Sarabeth noticed his edginess as she watched him pace back and
forth in his full wolf form. “If it worries you so much, check it out.”
He stopped pacing and changed form to half-human, half-wolf. “It
does not worry me.”
“You were pacing for no reason?” Sarabeth asked. “Listen to an
Ancient Mystic, canine. We have keen senses.”
“So do canines.” Wolf argued.
“Why do you not use them?” Sarabeth asked. “It is your land, not
mine.”
Wolf growled. “It belongs to Lord Guardian.”
“I agree. It does belong to Father.” Sarabeth supplied. “He has
trusted you to look after it for him. It is your duty to oversee the Canine
Valley.”
Wolf turned away, changing form and leaving her side.
Sarabeth folded her arms and smiled. “I knew he would see it my
way.”
Meanwhile, Wolf Stargazer hunted the entire Canine Valley,
searching for something that would give him a clue. It smelled familiar, but
he couldn’t see anything. It was only a feeling, emotions ran wild in his
wolf form.
As he padded closer to the source of the smell, he searched. His
eyes saw nothing in color, so he changed them only. Still, no clues. That’s
when it hit.
His eyes saw a tree in the Canine Wood down on the ground. He
loped up to it and sniffed around for clues. It was an Elder tree; one of the
Goddess Dana’s favorites. Its leaves were brown and scorched, as if
burned by fire. The branches were pure black, smelling of smoke. With his
teeth, he took one of the smaller branches and broke it in half. Sure
enough, it was blackened all the way through to the middle.
Wolf shook his head. There was no saving this Elder tree.
“Leave here, Wolfton.” He heard a female voice reply from behind
him. It sounded airy and almost far-away.
When he turned, he saw the Goddess Dana herself. On her face
was a sad frown. A tear trailed itself down her cheek.
Changing form, he bowed. “Why are you crying, Goddess?”
“Some vile creature has done a horrible thing to my Elder tree.” The
Goddess gestured. “Did you not see?”
“I see it, my Goddess.” Wolf supplied. He shivered. “There is more
here than meets the eye, is there not?”
“Yes.” The Goddess supplied softly. She raised her hands to the air.
“There is a great evil surrounding us. Can you not feel it, or smell it on the
wind?”
“Aye, Goddess.” Wolf turned back to the Elder tree. “I am sorry I
cannot save it.”
“Go home, Wolfton Stargazer,” the Goddess told him. “Before the evil
takes you, too.”
With that, she disappeared. He changed form again and raced back
to Stargazer Castle.
Unfortunately, his thoughts of the evil would not be the only ones in
his mind. He owed Katherine an explanation all along, he knew it. He was
bound to her through love and magic. He had to tell her something; just not
now.
I have to do something about these feelings. Wolf thought to himself,
stopping in front of the Castle doors to change form.
“What did you find?”
“An Elder tree, struck down and scorched straight through.”
Sarabeth gasped.
“The Goddess Dana came to me, Princess.” He supplied. “There is
more to it than just a downed tree. I can feel it, smell it, hell, I can even
taste it.”
“What can you do about it?” Sarabeth asked.
“Without knowing what the evil is, I can do naught but wait.” Wolf
supplied.
“You will not!” Sarabeth cried. Wolf was amazed. She’d never
spoken to him like that before. “You are the Sire of Canine Valley, a fine
hunter of those who threaten this world, protector to all who reside in this
realm and powerful Companion Crusader! You will not just wait it out!”
Wolf growled back. “There is naught to do, Sarabeth! What would
you have me do? Tell Lord Guardian and have him worried over something
that may be so trivial?”
“It is not trivial.” Sarabeth stated.
“It may be.” Wolf barked. “Why have Lord Guardian worried over
nothing? How would that make me look?”
“You must do something, Sire!” Sarabeth announced. “You worry
about how you look to my father? Worry about how you would look if you
did nothing! What do you think would happen then? You would be
laughed out of the Canine Valley! I know my father, Wolfton, more than
you. He would lose his faith in you, never trusting you again.”
“Nay.” Wolf shook his head.
“Lord Guardian is kind and knowing.” Sarabeth continued softly,
not hearing him. “You are a very loyal follower, able to handle many
things this world throws at you.”
“What if I let him down?” Wolf asked, throwing the question into the
air without thought.
Sarabeth heard him that time. There was something sad in the wolf
Companion’s voice. She thought hard about her next words. “He would not
have crowned you Sire of the Canine Valley if he did not think you could
handle it.”
Wolf changed form and loped away, disappearing into the brush.
“Princess?” Celine was at her side in moments. She saw the tears
running down Sarabeth’s face. “You are crying.”
Sarabeth took the pup-kit child into her arms, holding her tight.
“Something is happening to Wolf, and I am at odds to stop it.”
“Do not worry, Sarabeth.” Celine supplied. “I am here.”
Sarabeth noticed how compassionate the child was and took
advantage of it.
II
Katherine walked with her Young Guardian before they left for the
Outer Realm.
Prologue:
Deep in the Barracks
Lord Byron paced his cellar, the home of his own salvation. To be
stuck in such a dungeon for a century was hell and torture, but he knew of
nothing else.
In the beginning of the Wars for Power, with his older twin brothers
fighting against each other, and his other older brother Banishing himself
for a woman, Lord Byron had fled. He took with him his four young
children, who knew their mother, but hadn’t seen her since then. Though
he and the children could shape-shift, Lord Byron was set against it.
“What distresses you, Father?” One of them now asked. He turned
to see his second son, Raven, concerned for him.
“The time has come, my son.” Lord Byron replied. “We are now to be
reborn into the Dream Realm society.”
“Why now?” His daughter Isabella asked, looking at her brother
first.
She has grown so beautiful, he thought. So much like her mother
Challandra.
He shook his head. No time for such thoughts. There is business to
attend to.
“Our family needs us.” Was his simple reply. “Gather your things,
children. Find Minx and Sky and follow me to Lord Guardian O’Dell’s
Chambers.”
“What would Uncle O’Dell want with us?” Raven asked.
“So he may lead us to your mother.” Lord Byron told him. “Come
along, we have not got all century.”
A few minutes later, his oldest son Minx and youngest son Sky had
joined them.
“I cannot wait to see Sarabeth again.” Sky replied, clapping his
hands. “It has been too long.”
“It sure has.” Lord Byron supplied.
Once out into the fresh Dream Realm air, he and the children took a
deep breath, breathing in the cool air. They blinked their eyes open,
readjusting to the light from the darkness they were so used to.
“Do you remember where to find her?” Isabella asked softly,
touching the black braid that hung at her shoulders.
Lord Byron kissed her forehead. “Aye, my daughter. Follow me.”
The four children walked behind him as he led them to O’Dell’s own
Chambers in the Province’s Kingdom. It took no time for them to find Lord
Byron’s brother.
Now to talk to him.
“Stay here, children.” He announced, before going on.
Isabella took his hand. “I want to come too, Father! Please!”
Lord Byron shook his head. “Not this time, I am afraid.” He turned
his head toward the Chamber doors. “I must face Lord Guardian alone.”
Lord Byron found him lying in his Unicorn form out by the garden.
He cleared his throat, barely peeping out a soft. “My Lord Guardian?”
He watched as O’Dell lifted his head to see who had spoken. He
dared to step closer, for fear of his brother’s anger.
“I have come to make amends.” He tried to explain.
Only then did O’Dell’s head turn to him. “Lord Byron?” He
whispered, changing into a human-male before his brother’s eyes. “What
brings you back here?”
“The love of Challandra, my Lord.” He explained. “The children and
I have been in a secret hideaway for nearly a century. It would seem the
Wars were over, and therefore time for us to return.”
O’Dell studied his brother’s sad face closely.
“The children miss her, and wish to be with her.” Lord Byron
pressed. “I miss her as well. Can you show us where she is so we may
reunite?”
“Are you sure about this, Lord Byron?”
“As sure as your love for Enchantra.” He pointed out. “If you still
care for her as much as you did then.”
O’Dell nodded his head. “Aye, more so. Each time I see her face, my
heart races with excitement.”
“It is the same for me with Challandra.” Lord Byron tried to explain.
“Where are the children now?”
“In front of your Castle Chambers, my Lord Guardian.”
“Lord Byron?” O’Dell grinned.
His eyes shot up. “Yes, My Lord?”
“Call me Brother.” O’Dell supplied. “Next, call for your children and
hop aboard.”
O’Dell changed into a Unicorn-Pegasus once and pranced around for
his brother to see.
All four children were in awe of their Uncle’s prowess.
“Why are we not allowed to shift as he is?” Minx wanted to know.
“For what purpose would we do so?” Lord Byron asked his son,
which got him to think. “Climb aboard and hold on tight.” He pat O’Dell’s
Unicorn-Pegasus neck, teasing, “If you fly as wild as you did back in the
Wars, I must be careful.”
O’Dell laughed. “You have not changed a bit, my brother Lord
Byron.”
For the first time in nearly a century, Lord Byron permitted himself
to laugh with him.
II
Challandra peered out the window of the Ancient Mystic Palace.
Somehow, something was going to happen to change her life forever. She
glanced at the sky and saw the familiar Unicorn-Pegasus form of Lord
Guardian O’Dell, her twin sister’s lover. As he drew closer, Challandra
could see the form of a man – four men and a woman – on his back.
The eldest man sat in front of the others, and she recognized him
immediately.
“What are you doing here?” She whispered to herself.
He hopped off O’Dell’s back and O’Dell shifted to his human-male
self once again. Challandra stood by the door, waiting for the chimes to
ring. Once they did, she could barely contain herself.
She flew open the door and stood – staring at the men and woman
in front of her. She had to admit – the woman looked a lot like her in her
youth. Could this be her young daughter?
“Mother?” The woman whispered.
Sure enough, it was, and Challandra had to hug her.
“My darling Isabella!” She pulled away from her daughter’s grasp to
acknowledge the father of all four of her children.
Challandra and Lord Byron stood face-to-face, silent as O’Dell and
the children stepped inside.
“Where is Enchantra?” O’Dell asked.
“With the Mirror.” Challandra replied, her eyes not leaving those of
Lord Byron’s. “Children, make yourselves at home. Your father and I need
to talk.”
“Yes, Mother.” They chorused, and shut the door behind them,
leaving the two of them outside.
How obedient, She thought to herself, smiling.
“Challandra.” Lord Byron said, holding his hand out. “Do you still
care for me?”
Challandra kept her smile. “Yes, Lord Byron. I do.” She took it,
pulling him closer to her. “You have been hiding out for a long time, my
lover.”
“How long has it been, if the Dream Realm knows no time?” He
teased, kissing her hand.
“The Wars and Crusades have come and gone.” Challandra
supplied. “The Young Guardian has been chosen, raised, and is now with
the Enchanted Child.”
“You mean to tell me O’Dell’s visions were somewhat true?” He
asked, sitting on a bench near the garden. “With the exception of his
death, of course.”
“Of course.” She told him. “The Crusaders stopped Orthos, sending
he, Sabrina, Jezebel and Damian to the Unknown. The Kit twins – whom
you’ve never met, were taken care of by Orthos. Jezebel thought she was
doing a world of good by raising the girls in secret with their Magics.”
“The Kit twins?” He laughed. “Well, it has been a long time.” He
stared deep into her silver-blue eyes. “No matter how much time has
passed, I will never stop loving you.”
“And I, you.” Challandra whispered, thinking of their past together.
That’s when their lips met in a quick, gentle kiss, ending with a tight
hug.
“I have missed you so!” Challandra replied. “How long are you to
stay?”
“As long as you wish.” Lord Byron couldn’t take his eyes or
attention away from her.
“I hate to interrupt, but you have no place to go but the Barracks, do
you?”
It was Enchantra’s voice, startling the two out of their romantic
haze.
Challandra turned to scowl at her sister before she looked back at
her lover. “Well?”
Byron shook his head. “Nay.”
Enchantra kept her smile. “O’Dell and I have discussed the matter
at hand and he has agreed.”
“To what?” Lord Byron sounded too eager.
“Remember the abandoned Kingdom Castle?” Enchantra asked him.
He nodded. “You will live in that, if you wish. Your children, too.” She
turned to her sister. “You are welcome to join him, Challandra. That way,
you shall be a family once again.”
Challandra and Lord Byron looked at each other, smiles on their
faces. Enchantra just smiled when her sister turned to her once again.
Challandra stood, with Lord Byron standing with her.
Lord Byron kissed Enchantra on the cheek. “Wonderful idea,
Enchantra. Marvelous!”
“Yes, sister.” Challandra said, hugging her. “For the first time, I am
enthused by your ideas!”
Enchantra laughed. “Well, what are you waiting for?”
“First, I believe he must explain why he is here in the first place.”
O’Dell’s booming voice came from behind the trio.
“My brother, I thank you for the opportunity to live amongst the
Companions.” Lord Byron shook his brother’s hand.
“I am glad you approve.” O’Dell grinned a tight grin. He nodded.
“Tell her, Byron.”
Challandra looked to her long-time lover in interest.
Byron bowed his head, as if ashamed. “I have come with a
premonition of the future-past.”
“The Young Minx has explained his own visions.” Enchantra
supplied. “Sabrina is at it again; the Mirror even confirmed that. Jezebel
had been here, telling me of her empathic feelings. Now, you Lord Byron,
bringing your children with you, have come with visions of near-hellfire.”
“A temper that boils and bakes.” Challandra supplied, thinking of all
Sabrina had done over the years during the Crusades. “That girl is
powerful, in a very evil way.”
“The Dark Magic and its evil habits were the only things Sabrina
has known about herself.” Enchantra said. She changed the subject.
“Follow us inside, Brother. The children are inside waiting for you to join
them.”
Lord Byron held his arm out. “Shall we?”
Challandra laughed, taking it. “We shall.”
It were Enchantra and O’Dell that hung back.
Enchantra smiled after her now-happy sister, O’Dell kissing her
cheek.
“She is happy once again, is she not?” O’Dell asked in her ear.
“For now, yes. What of when they live together?” Enchantra asked
him. “Will they bicker as they once did so long ago, or will they rule the
Kingdom with royal airs?”
“Have faith, Chantie.” O’Dell kidded. “Your sister is cut from the
same thread you are. She will rule with flair of her own, just as Sibylline
and Jezebel do now.”
Enchantra sighed. “I suppose you are right, my love.” She looked up
into his bright blue eyes, and the spark of his romantic touch thrilled her
thoughts. “Let us join them inside.”
O’Dell smiled, leading his long-time love inside the Ancient Mystic
Palace.
Chapter:
Panther’s Sister
The young woman walked the long sidewalks of the Rich District.
Paper in hand, she watched for the right address. She looked back down
at the newspaper clipping, reading it again for the hundredth time.
It was dated for eight years ago, and she kept it the entire time.
Now that she had no one to turn to, she hoped to find the families her
brother befriended, and learn more about him through them.
She looked up, taking a breath once she stopped in front of a
massive house. She gulped, ready for anything. She walked up the stairs
to the door and rang the bell.
When it opened, she saw a young man. He didn’t even look
fourteen, if that.
“May I help you, miss?”
“My name is Juliet Grey. I was hoping to find someone who knew
my brother, Mark.”
The young man was confused. “Wait here. I’ll get Mrs. Reading.”
When he returned, he brought with him a young pregnant woman.
She had reddish-blond hair and strange-colored eyes. Silver frames
accented the silver in them, and Juliet was amazed at her youthful
beauty. Mrs. Reading didn’t look a day over nineteen.
“I’m Mrs. Reading.” She announced. “You claim to be Mark’s
sister?”
“Yes, Ma’am. I am, or was.” Juliet supplied. “May I come inside?”
“Certainly.” Mrs. Reading led her to the dining room. “You’ll have
to excuse me. This pregnancy is getting to me.” She turned to the boy
who’d greeted Juliet at the door. “Bradley, why don’t you get our guest
something to drink? Would you like that?”
Juliet nodded, smiling shyly. “Yes, thank you.”
“Sure thing, Mrs. R. You just sit tight and I’ll be right back.”
Bradley left on that.
“That’s Bradley, my stepson. He’s a real gem, helping me with
things around the house.” Mrs. Reading supplied.
“I see he cares about you.” Juliet replied. “Reminds me of Mark a
bit.”
“How did you know Mark?”
“I’m his younger sister.” Juliet supplied. “How do you?”
“I was one of his adopted sisters.” Mrs. Reading said. “I was there
when he died.” She cleared her throat. “So, why is it no one ever knew
about you until now?”
“I was adopted into my true family, shortly after Mark was adopted
to the Parkers. I was only five, but I knew I’d never see him again.” Juliet
said.
Bradley came in with a mug of coffee for Juliet and hot chocolate
for Mrs. Reading.
“Thank you Bradley.”
“No problem. I’ll get back to babysitting now. See you later.”
Bradley replied, kissing her cheek.
Juliet had to smile. “He’s sweet.”
“Don’t be fooled by his boyish charms.” Mrs. Reading laughed. “He
gets himself in trouble more often than any other boy I know, and that
includes my twin sons.”
“You have children, besides him?”
“I have four total.” Mrs. Reading told her. “Kelly, my oldest, is
thirteen. Mark and Andrew are six, and Melody, my youngest before this
one, is three.”
“Must be quite a handful?”
“It is, but I have Derrick to help me.”
“Derrick? As in, Derrick Reading?”
“You know him?” Mrs. Reading asked. “He’s my husband.”
“I used to have a crush on him in the Academy.” Juliet remarked.
“Always so quiet and soft-spoken. It was like he was a mystery.”
“He still is.” Mrs. Reading said. She stared at Juliet’s eyes. It made
her uncomfortable at first, but then she relaxed. Her eyes narrowed.
“How old are you, Juliet?”
“Twenty-four.”
“How long have you known about Mark’s death?”
“For eight years, since I found out about it in the papers.”
Mrs. Reading looked away, sipping her hot chocolate and thinking.
“Is there something wrong, Mrs. Reading?”
Mrs. Reading looked up again. “Call be Ariana. No, I was just
thinking about him, that’s all. Sorry to zone out on you.”
“That’s okay.” Juliet said. “Do you know where he’s buried?”
“The Parker family plot in Hill View Cemetery.” Ariana said,
absently. She stood up. “How would you like to visit his grave site? I
could tell you his story.”
There were footsteps coming from the den.
“You’re not going there anytime soon, Ariana Moon.” The women
heard a voice. It was Derrick, Ariana’s husband and loving Earthly
Protector. He’d come in the kitchen to greet them. After kissing Ariana on
the lips and rubbing her enlarged belly, he said. “There’s no telling what
the stress will do to you.”
“I can handle myself, love, you know it.” Ariana remarked. “And
anyway, I won’t be alone. Juliet will be with me.”
“Juliet?”
Juliet cleared her throat. “Yes, me.”
He turned to face her.
“Juliet Grey? Is that you?” Derrick asked, grinning. He turned
back to his wife. “Did she happen to tell you she –”
“Used to have a crush on you? I do believe she mentioned it, yes.”
Ariana was teasing him. “Too bad. He’s mine now, and I’m not giving him
up for the world.”
The trio laughed.
“You can at least wait until the baby’s born, can’t you?”
“This can’t wait, Derrick.” Juliet said. “I have to know what
happened to Mark.”
“You mean to tell me Mark really was your older brother?” Derrick
was incredulous. “And here I thought he was joking.”
“He told you about her, and you didn’t tell me?” Ariana asked,
breaking from his embrace and folding her arms.
“I thought he was joking, love, honest.” Derrick said, pecking her
on the cheek. “He told me about his younger sister Juliet. I compared his
Juliet to the girl I went to school with who had the same last name.”
Seeing Ariana was getting impatient and frowning, he added. “Besides, it
was you I longed for and dreamed about, not her.”
“Gee, thanks.” Juliet tried to interrupt.
The couple looked at each other before looking back at her and
chorusing. “Long story.”
“Well, I have plenty of time to hear it.” Juliet remarked. “I promise
to look out for her, Derrick. I just have to know what happened to him.
You know, how he lived, who he loved, how he died?”
“For the sake of family, my Love.” Ariana supplied softly, taking his
hand and brushing it on her belly.
After a moment, Derrick huffed. “Very well, go, but be careful. If I
hear of you going into early labor, you’re going to be in the hospital for
more than the birth.”
Juliet kissed Derrick’s cheek. “You don’t know how much this
means to me.”
II
The Maiden walked along the many grave stones, watching and
waiting. She didn’t know how she got here, or even how to get back, but
one thing was certain.
Sabrina was pissed.
It would seem she was Earthbound; only, this time, with no
powers. The last time she was Earthbound, she gathered Young
Guardian’s own enemies together to destroy her. When that didn’t work,
she destroyed one of the Crusaders. It was during the Crusades, and she
had pieces of the Dominionite Crystal in her possession.
She wondered what she was doing here, and why at this particular
place. It was the same Cemetery she, her Dominionite Warriors and the
Crusaders fought. Caroline Parker, Mrs. Helen Gertrude, and the
creature once known as Gregory Paul (Sabrina called him Grand Psycho
when they were alone) joined together against the Crusaders. The fun
part was using one of Young Guardian’s own Oracle Children against
her.
Too bad for her it didn’t work. Too bad for her Grand Psycho was
on the other side. Too bad the Dominionite Crystal was returned to Lord
Maximaniac in the Grey Area. Those segments were the only things
giving her power in the Outer Realm.
Now what was she going to do?
She paused when she saw the name on a grave stone.
Mark Samuel Grey.
The one Crusader whose soul was pure enough to become a
Companion in the Dream Realm. His body may have died, but not his
heart and soul.
Sabrina frowned at the thought. He got away with hardly a scratch
to his body. What a shame? All that power from the necklace gone to
waste.
She looked around the Parker’s family plot, finding the one love
Mark had in life buried right beside him. Bonnie Marie Parker; soon to
become Marie Grey, mother of Destiny Grey, who was named after Young
Guardian’s own destiny. So the rumors said, anyway.
When Sabrina made her way to the Jacobs family plot, she saw
one name that still haunts her thoughts. Melody.
The famed and acclaimed Melody Anne Jacobs. According to
Jezebel, Melody and her twin sister Elisabeth switched places on
Melody’s death bed. The twins made a pact; to learn everything about the
Ancient Mystic Magic, since their own mother denied them the
knowledge. Through that pact, according to legend, Melody was bound to
be reincarnated. Sure enough, her next life was that of another younger
Ancient Mystic twin. She was now Angela Jacobs-Pritchard’s daughter,
twin to Matthew Crawford, daughter of Jack Crawford. This second
incarnation of Melody was more powerful, and taught much more before
she graduated from high school.
Sabrina got an idea. Especially when she saw Angela’s grave near
Melody Jacobs’.
Maybe she could take those powers and use them for her own?
How would she do it?
She never got to answer the question inside her mind. Instead, she
heard rustling of leaves and crunching of sticks under footsteps. Quickly,
Sabrina ran to hide, listening in wonder.
To her surprise, it was the Young Guardian herself – and she was
helpless and pregnant! Sabrina didn’t know who the woman was that led
her by the arm, but she was interested to know once they stopped at one
of the stones in the Parker family plot.
Sabrina smiled. It was Mark’s gravestone they stood at. She just
stood silent in hiding, listening with interest.
III
“This is where we buried him.” Ariana was telling Juliet. Her voice
was soft and her empathy turned off. She felt the vibes of something not
quite right, but ignored it, paying attention instead to the memories in
her mind.
“What was he like?” Juliet asked.
“We could ask him ourselves.” Ariana grinned.
She knew using Magic in this place would be tiring; it always had
been; but Juliet had to know. Somehow, Mark’s sister wasn’t going
anywhere anytime soon, and Ariana knew it.
Juliet was confused, looking at Ariana’s face. She was still smiling.
“How? He’s dead.”
“You’ll see.” Ariana supplied. She let go of Juliet’s arm and raised
her own to the skies. She called a spell into the night air.
There was a rumble in the ground that Juliet could feel. The air
cooled as a wind made her hair beat in her face. The skies lit up with
lightening, scaring Juliet to bits. She held onto Ariana to dear life,
frightened of what was to come.
She’d never experienced this kind of thing before. She’d read it in
books but never in real life. Stuff like this just didn’t happen.
At that, Ariana fainted. Juliet caught her as she fell. Another voice
echoed the end of the spell from afar.
IV
Sabrina the Maiden of the Unknown, now Earthbound, smiled as
she came out of her hiding spot.
“Brilliant move, Young Guardian.” She whispered into the night
air. “Giving me the very spell to execute my newest plan.”
She went over the Mark’s grave, where just a hint of him remained.
That hint was still aware of everything that went on. When he saw
Sabrina, he frowned.
“What are you planning, Maiden of Mayhem?”
“Only your resurrection.” Sabrina supplied with a laugh. “I believe
you will love the happy little reunion with your family. Give me the
necklace.”
Mark held onto it. “Not on your death.”
“Very funny. Hand it over.” Sabrina cried. “Or watch while your
dear, departed sister Bonnie Marie is held under my control.”
That hit a spark in Mark’s eyes. Rather than see anyone, dead or
living, under Sabrina’s control again, he took the necklace off and
handed it to her.
“What do you plan on doing with it?” Mark asked.
“You will see.” Sabrina fingered the stone, opening the locket to
find a picture of Young Guardian. “How sweet?” She looked at him,
sticking her tongue out. “How disgusting?” She walked away, leaving
Mark watching. His image shimmered, as if wanting to disappear.
“Looks like the spell did not work.” Sabrina crooned. “Perhaps our
Young Guardian does not have a full grasp of her Dark Magic enough to
perform it correctly?”
“Leave her out of it!” Mark cried. “Send me back to the Dream
Realm where I belong.”
Sabrina shook her head. “I do not think so. I have a better idea.”
With the necklace around her neck, she called the same spell
Ariana had when bringing Mark back. When she was done, five
individuals stood beside her, pale as death but solid as life.
Sabrina smiled.
Mark, who was one of them, found Marie and held her. He also
found his adopted parents, Jack and Diane Parker and stood to defend
them.
“What a joyful reunion?” Sabrina sneered. She turned to the
remaining two, members of her own family, but she didn’t know that.
“Finally, Melody Anne. I have you right where I want you.”
“Sabrina!” Melody Jacobs’ voice peeped. “I’m supposed to be dead.
How did you do this?”
“Yours is not to ask, merely to obey.”
The other Ancient Mystic named Angela Jacobs-Pritchard stood
beside her. “You’ll not speak to my mother that way.”
“Silly woman. Melody was not your mother. Elisabeth was.”
Sabrina spoke up, laughing.
“Take us back where we belong, or else.” Melody cried.
“Or else what?” Sabrina laughed. “You will use Magic on me? Hah!
Surprise, you have no Magic. I have it all, right here.” She showed them
the necklace. “Unless you –”
“What are you going to do with us?” Angela asked, frightened.
Sabrina laughed a laugh so shrilling, it frightened even the
toughest of Crusaders.
“Whatever I want.”
Mark shared a look with Bonnie Marie and the two Ancient
Mystics. Jack and Diane Parker were silent, holding onto each other. If
Young Guardian and her sisters didn’t do something soon, all hell was
going to break loose, right in the Outer Realm.
“We’re here, you can open your eyes now.” Luna announced.
Juliet opened them to find herself in a room on a bed. Luna began
barking orders.
“Caleb, get Aimee. We need the Reviving Potion.” She told a little
boy with brown hair and the same colored eyes as his mother.
“Gotcha Mom.” Caleb said.
“Anything I can do?” Came a male voice from the doorway.
“Cold washrag, Shane. Please.” Luna said.
“Coming right up.” Shane echoed.
“Hurry, she used a lot of Dark Magic out there.”
“You’re kidding.”
“Just go Shadow!” Luna barked.
Shane saluted and left the room.
“Excuse me.” Juliet tried.
“Not now.” Luna said curtly.
“What happened out there?” Juliet asked.
“She did something she ought not have.” Luna explained. “She
doesn’t control her Dark Magic well when she’s normal, let alone when
she’s pregnant. She shouldn’t have brought him back, even for a minute.
That’s powerful Dark Magic.”
“Dark Magic?” Juliet whispered. “I’m confused.”
“We’ll explain later.” Luna said.
“Here’s the washrag, Lu.” Shane handed it to her.
Luna placed it on her sister’s forehead.
“Why did she use Dark Magic?” Shane asked.
Luna looked to Juliet. “Ask her.”
“Who are you?” Shane asked.
“I’m Juliet Grey. I came in search of my brother.”
“Mark was your brother?” Shane was incredulous. “You know he
died, right?”
“I found them in the cemetery, talking to Mark’s ghost.” Luna
commented.
“Yipes. Now we have to learn the Silver Magic.” Shane commented.
“More than ever.” Luna supplied.
“What’s wrong with her, Lu?” Came a female voice, rushing in the
room.
“Dark Magic, deadly Dark Magic.” Luna supplied. “Do you have the
Potion?”
“Got it right here.” The woman supplied, handing a vile of brown
liquid to Luna. Her eyes were green and the bracelet on her wrist was
glowing the same color. She caught Juliet staring. “It’s called Unicorn
Magic. I can heal with it. Speaking of healing, when my sister wakes up,
have her take that.”
Luna set it down on the stand next to the bed.
“What about after that, Aimee?” Shane asked, sitting next to
Ariana’s silent body. “Will the baby be okay?”
“We’ll find out now, won’t we?” Aimee moved over Ariana’s body,
placing a hand on her sister’s belly and closing her eyes. After a moment,
she gasped.
“What is it? Is my nephew okay?” Luna asked.
“He will be, but he’ll have some abnormalities.”
“More than any Ancient Mystic?” Luna asked.
Aimee nodded. “I had a vision.”
“How?”
“I’m developing my premonition, which comes with the Unicorn
Magic.” Aimee supplied. “He’ll be one mixed-up Ancient Mystic with the
Unicorn Magic being his strongest power.”
Aimee took the washrag from Ariana’s forehead when she saw the
eyes fluttering open.
“Morning, sleepy-head.” Aimee remarked. “I’ve got a Potion for
you.”
She helped Ariana sit up to digest it. At the first sip, she gagged.
“Gross, what’s in it?”
“Sorry, can’t tell you.” Aimee grinned. She wrapped an arm around
her shoulder. “Drink it all. You’ll be back to normal in no time.”
“Will it effect the baby?”
“Nope. Just you.” Aimee remarked.
Ariana drank it down and even Luna frowned.
“Thanks for the empathy kick, sister dear.” Luna said sarcastically.
Ariana grinned. “I didn’t want to suffer the taste alone.” She looked
to where Juliet was still sitting, patient and quiet. “You’re quiet, Juliet.”
“I don’t belong here. Maybe I should go?” Juliet remarked,
standing.
“No, don’t go.” Ariana pressed, catching her arm. “You helped me
and now I intend to help you.”
“Really?”
“Really.” Ariana turned to the small group that had gathered
around her. “Juliet Grey, meet my twin sister Luna, nephew Caleb,
brother-in-law Shane and almost-sister Aimee. Guys, this is Panther’s
younger sister, Juliet. She needs a place to stay until she gets on her feet
again.”
Juliet looked at her. “How did you know?”
“She’s telepathic.” Aimee supplied. “Annoying, isn’t it?”
Juliet felt comfortable around these people, though she hardly
knew them.
“I’ll let you sleep it off here.” Luna said, standing. “I’ll even take her
back to your house for a while. Derrick knows her, doesn’t he?”
“She showed up on my doorstep a couple hours ago.” Ariana
explained to her twin. She yawned.
“Come on everyone, move it.” Luna playfully commanded, shooing
everyone out. “Let the woman have her rest.”
Everyone left then, including Juliet.
Story #1:
The Resurrection Spell
II
In the Dream Realm, Dixilynne Ryan was restless. She couldn’t sit
still, thinking of what her cousin was up to.
“What are you doing, Sabrina?” Dixilynne whispered under her
breath. “I wish I knew!”
Her husband Theodore found her pacing her Mirror Room, staring at
her Crystal.
“What bothers you, my love?”
“Sabrina.” Dixilynne stopped pacing to face him. “She is Earthbound
again. I just watched as she brought my nieces back to life.”
“From the dead?” Theodore wasn’t convinced. “How, if she doesn’t
have any power there?”
“She does have power, I am afraid, only it’s not Ancient Mystic or
even Dark Magic.” Dixilynne told him. Theodore looked interested so she
went on. “She stole Panther Grey’s trinket. She even brought him, Bonnie
Marie, and the Parkers back from the dead as well.”
“What does she plan on doing?” Theodore asked her.
Dixilynne shook her head. “That, I do not know, but I am going to
Mother on it. Something tells me she knows more about this than anyone
else.” She turned to her husband. “Stay here and guard the Palace. I will
be back soon.”
With a kiss, she was gone.
When Dixilynne appeared in front of the Ancient Mystic Palace door,
she sensed something out of place. Closing her eyes, she disappeared,
reappearing in front of her mother. “Mother?” She asked Enchantra, who
grinned. “What’s going on?”
Her mother had been in a different room, now leading Dixilynne to
the excitement without saying a word.
When she followed her mother to the living room, she couldn’t
believe her eyes. She rubbed them to make sure she wasn’t just seeing
things.
Sure enough, right in front of her eyes stood her lost cousins, Minx,
Raven, Sky, and Isabella. Behind them were her father O’Dell and her
long-lost uncle Lord Byron.
“Minx -- it’s really you!” Dixilynne cried, feeling like a kid again. All
thoughts of Sabrina were left behind as she embraced her favorite cousin.
“I can’t believe my eyes!”
She and Minx, the eldest of Lord Byron’s and Challandra’s children,
laughed.
“It has been way too long, cousin.” Minx said slyly. He turned away
for a moment. “If it is alright, Father, may I take Dixie for a walk in the
Wood?”
Lord Byron smiled at his son, nodding. “If Dixie does not mind, than
I do not mind.” He said.
Minx grabbed Dixie’s hand, pulling her away from the Palace.
As soon as they were out of sight of their parents, Minx asked.
“Sarabeth is with the Stargazers, but where is Dorianne?”
“Dori is still Earthbound.” Dixie told him softly, slowly remembering
her Earthbound struggles. “What is Sarabeth doing out of the Epsilon?”
“Aunt says she felt it were too dangerous there.” Minx replied. “She
is here instead, watching the Young Celine Stargazer while her mother is
away.”
“Where’s Lady Katherine?” Dixilynne asked.
“Earthbound, so Uncle says.” Minx said. “Says she is helping the
Young Guardian in the Outer Realm. What happened to you that you are
here now? I thought you were Earthbound with them during the Wars?”
Dixie didn’t want to talk about it, ignoring her cousin’s question. She
began to walk ahead of him.
“Dixie?” Minx was serious now, stopping her with just a tap on the
shoulder. “Tell me, what bothers you?”
When she turned, she let him see the tears in her eyes. “I died
shortly after the Wars for Power.”
“I am sorry to hear that.” Minx said sympathetically. He brightened
up with a thought, asking her, “Hey – what of Teddy, and Mick? Whatever
happened to them?”
Teddy was Dixie’s husband when she was Earthbound. His name
was Theodore Ryan, and he fathered three children before dying in the
Outer Realm. Mick was Michael McNathaniels, an old crush of hers whose
son helped them in the first Crusade. He also died, by the hand of another
cousin of Dixie’s, Sabrina. When she told Minx, he was sad.
“How did Sara die?” Minx asked.
“Orthos gave her a disease not even an Ancient Mystic can heal.”
Dixie told him. “Cancer of the brain. When she died, I felt a part of me died
as well. It was only when I found Theodore here that I knew it would be
all right.”
Minx stopped in his tracks, making her stop as well. “Enough is
enough.” He spouted.
“Minx!” Dixie had to smile at his enthusiasm.
“No more sad times. Only good ones to remember come our way,
yes?” Minx climbed on a rock and took flight. “Fly with me! You do
remember how, do you not?”
“Come down here, Minx!” Dixie laughed at him from below.
He didn’t listen.
“May all our worries and cares fly away from us, like birds on the
wind!” Minx exclaimed, starting to do flips. He stopped midair after the
third one. “Well, how long has it been since you have flown?”
She couldn’t remember the last time, but she knew it had been too
long. She recalled the Flight Spell and rose into the air gracefully. She
stopped in front of him in midair.
“There,” she pointed out with a grin, “are you satisfied?”
“Question is, are you?” Minx darted away after asking her the
question.
“Minx, wait up!” She called, racing after him.
It sure was great to have Minx back again. She’d missed him. She
didn’t even wonder what made his father and siblings come out of the
Barracks.
III
Claudia and Anna were the ones to greet Derrick at the emergency
room doors. After an hour of waiting and anticipating, Anna set Melody
in a private room, hooked up to monitors and an IV before leaving them.
Derrick paced the room, wondering.
“Will you stop pacing, Derrick?” Claudia asked. “She’s in good
hands, honest.”
“I know, but I can’t help it. She’s my daughter.” He supplied,
stopping next to the bed. “Is it just me, or does this seem fishy to you?”
“What’s that?”
“Well, she was taking a nap when Katherine sensed something
wrong.” Derrick gestured to Katherine, who was standing on the other
side of the bed, petting the child’s hair. “Ariana was gone to the cemetery
with Juliet and I was away when Kat screamed for me. Neither of us was
gone an hour when our daughter goes into a coma.”
“We do not know it is a true coma.” Katherine replied. “It is her
soul that has vanished.”
“Tell me that’s not fishy to you, Claudia?” Derrick ignored her
remark.
“Her soul’s vanished? How is she breathing then?” Claudia asked,
confused. “Her heart’s beating and everything.”
“Her body functions remain the same. It is the soul, not the mind,
that vanished.” Katherine tried to explain. “We have seen it once before,
with Ariana. Do you not remember the Crusades?”
“Do you really think Sabrina would do that to Melody?” Derrick
addressed her. “What would she have to gain?”
“The same as she did six months ago.” Katherine remarked. “We
know not where my cousin is, so what can we do about her?”
Claudia looked at Derrick, biting her lip. “I have to confess
something, and you’re not going to like me when I tell you.”
“Just tell us.” Derrick supplied.
“I had a vision six months ago. Sabrina’s Earthbound.”
“Do you know where?” Derrick asked. Even Katherine wondered.
Claudia shook her head. “No. One clue may be the location of the
vision.”
“Where did the vision take place?”
“In the Hill View Cemetery. I saw the gravestones of the Parkers
and my own family around me. A ghost warned me by saying ‘the Maiden
hath returned,’” Claudia explained. “If that’s not creepy, I don’t know
what is.”
“The only thing to do is go.”
“What about Ariana?” Katherine asked Derrick. “She is ill, I can
feel her.”
“What happened to her?”
“Didn’t you feel it?” Derrick asked. “I think every Ancient Mystic
would have felt the amount of Dark Magic she used. I know I did.”
“I did not feel it.” Katherine supplied. “Perhaps Luna?”
“Certainly Luna.” Claudia remarked. “Look, let me do my job here.
I’ll watch over her for you, Derrick. You can look in on Ariana; see how
she’s doing.”
Derrick looked from Katherine to Claudia. “Are you sure?”
“Positive. See to your Ancient Mystic love.” Claudia replied.
“Katherine and I will look after Melody for you. Tell us what happened
with Ariana, you got that?”
Derrick nodded. “Got it.”
IV
Back in the Outer Realm, Luna was pacing her room, waiting for
Ariana to wake up from her long nap. When her sister did wake, Luna
went to her.
“How are you feeling now?” Luna asked.
Ariana slowly sat up with her sister’s help. “A little shaky and my
head is aching. Too many images flying around in my head. Can you feel
it?”
“I feel it.” Luna supplied. “Something happened while you were
out.”
“What?”
“Melody fell into an Ancient Mystic coma. Derrick and Katherine
rushed her to the hospital.” Luna explained.
Ariana was aware in no time. “I’ve gotta get to her.” She struggled
to sit at the edge of the bed. She felt a rush of dizziness wash over her.
“Help me.”
Luna shook her head. “There’s nothing you or I can do right now
but let Claudia and Anna do their jobs. Kat’s with them.”
“Not anymore.” Ariana remarked. “She sent me a telepathic
message telling me she was going back to the Dream Realm.”
“I thought she was helping you?”
“She was, but something happened there she has to get back to.
Don’t ask me what, for I don’t know.” Ariana said. “In the meantime, help
me home. The kids must be worried about me by now.”
“Juliet explained everything, I’m sure.” Luna said. “Derrick had her
watch them while you were here and he went to the hospital.”
“I’m patrolling.” Ariana’s tone was determined, taking on her
Young Guardian role with ease and seriousness.
Luna shook her head. “Oh, no you don’t. You’re in no condition to
patrol, or Crusade, so don’t even think about it.”
“Aluna, whatever has Katherine up and running has to be big. As
the Young Guardian, I have to know what that is.” Ariana cried.
Luna sighed. “In that case, I’m coming with you.”
“This is something –”
“You have to do alone, I take it?” Luna finished. “I know this
sounds like a broken record, twin of mine, but please, be careful. There’s
more than your life at stake here. I want my nephew to come into this
world kicking and screaming, not lifeless, do you understand me?”
Ariana had to respect her. “Loud and clear. Will you watch over
me?”
Luna smiled. “Always.”
The sisters hugged before Ariana called the Dream Chant and was
on her way.
II
Dixilynne wasn’t happy. How could her mother let her go with Minx
when the very existence of the Outer Realm was in danger of Sabrina. She
walked in the Mirror Room of the Palace to find Enchantra in front of the
Mirror, talking to herself.
Enchantra stared into her Ancient Mystic’s Crystal. She frowned,
not liking what she saw.
“So,” She whispered to herself, waving a hand over its image.
“Sabrina thinks she can belittle us, does she? Well, we will see about
that.”
She sensed someone watching from behind her and announced.
“Come in, Dixilynne.”
“Mother?” Dixilynne started. “Why did you let me go with Minx? You
knew Sabrina was up to no good and you still let me go.”
“Is that why you came out of hiding, my daughter?”
“Yes. I had a vision in my Crystal.” Dixilynne told her mother what
she saw.
“Is that right?” Enchantra turned back to the Mirror. “Where did she
get such power to do so in the Outer Realm?”
“Panther Grey’s trinket. The one Young Guardian gave him before he
became a Companion.”
“Aye, I know which one you speak of.” Enchantra remarked. “Why
would she do such a thing?”
“I was hoping you would know.” Dixilynne asked.
“My guess would be for the mere power.” Enchantra replied. “Tell
me, do you know if Young Guardian heard of her whereabouts?”
“Sorry, I know nothing of that.” Dixilynne said. She glanced over her
mother’s shoulder to the Mirror and saw an image. “Mother, look!”
Enchantra looked, and saw something very interesting indeed.
“Young Melody lays in a coma in an Outer Realm hospital.” She stared
into it more. “Destiny Grey lays out cold at Stargazer Castle. I can feel her
presence fading. I wonder...” She waved her arms, changing the vision.
“Where are Panther and Marie? How did Sabrina steal Panther’s trinket if
they are in two different Realms? Why do I not see the Ancient Mystic
wind around Young Melody?”
She gasped when the vision in front of her changed. “Just what I
thought.”
“What is it, Mother?”
“Melody Applebee, the second incarnation of Melody Jacobs is in an
Ancient Mystic coma as well.” Enchantra was lost in thought and
Dixilynne was left staring in wonder.
“What are we to do?”
“We are left to wait, my daughter. Tis all I can tell you.”
Dixilynne left, mind set on helping with her evil cousin. She returned
to her own Palace.
Time for the Apprentice and the Grand Shamus to get involved in the
Outer Realm battle. Something told her it was about time for her
Earthbound family of Ancient Mystics to truly learn the great Silver Magic
within.
III
Sire Wolfton Stargazer loped to the Feline Village in his full wolf
form. Celine carried his gear on her back, unable to shift to either wolf or
cat forms.
“Tell me it is not much farther, Papa.”
“It is not.” Wolf growled back. “Stop complaining, child. Use your
canine senses. Can you tell me what you feel?”
“A certain wrongness in the air. I can smell it.” Celine agreed. “Shall
I ready your bow?”
“Nay, not yet.” Wolf supplied. “Time to go to the Feline Castle. We
are almost there.”
They followed the beaten path that led to the Feline Castle where
Panther lived. Wolf stopped, forcing Celine to stop as well. He sat,
watching, listening, waiting.
Celine was curious, so she ran ahead.
“Celine, stop!” Wolf cried out. “It is not safe!”
She stopped in front of the house, looking back at her father. “I only
want to look, Papa.”
“Wait for me. We will look together.” Wolf commanded, changing to
his wolf-man form. “Hand me my weaponry, child.”
Celine did what she was told. Still she stared at the Feline Palace.
“Where are the Greys? I cannot sense them anywhere.”
“Neither can I.” Wolf whispered, baring his teeth at the place.
“That is because they are not here, Sire.” They heard a voice behind
them. When they turned, they saw Katherine, standing by the door and
crying.
Wolf ran to his wife. “You have returned! What is the matter? Why
are you crying?”
“They have disappeared, my love.” Katherine said. “Once I felt a tug
of yearning in my heart, I knew I had to return here. Their very presences
are gone, as if someone brought them back to life.”
“Everything okay in the Outer Realm?” Celine asked.
Katherine shook her head, telling her husband and daughter what
happened. First, with Young Guardian leaving for the cemetery, only to
return sick. Next, with Derrick, and Young Melody being raced to the
hospital in an Ancient Mystic coma. Finally, what brought her back home
to the Dream Realm. Wolf told her what happened to Destiny Grey,
concluding with. “Something tells me Sabrina is making trouble in the
Outer Realm again.”
He held his little family close.
“We must go to the Mistresses on this one.” Katherine remarked
softly.
“I agree.” Wolf supplied, turning to Celine. “Can you make it home
by yourself?”
“I want to come with you Papa.”
“Celine, it is too dangerous.” Katherine remarked. “Go back to
Stargazer Castle and stay there. We will return shortly.”
Celine hugged both her parents before disappearing.
“Why do you carry your gear?” Katherine asked him when they
started on their way. “Did you sense something was going to happen?”
Wolf kissed her cheek. “Force of habit.”
Katherine laughed. “I will bet. Let’s go.”
IV
II
III
From the time they arrived at the Hill View Cemetery, the
Crusaders had to fight Sabrina and her new zombies. It was hard, since
Sabrina controlled each of them. She turned what O’Dell had called
‘revivals’ against their own families, using Panther’s trinket.
It was getting tougher by the hit.
Luna blocked a pulse of magic directed at her chest with a clever
wall of magic of her own. Sabrina’s burst glowed red while Luna’s glowed
white-black. Its glow was fading, showing she was weakening.
“I can’t hold on much longer, guys!” She cried. “Help me!”
Derrick and Shane looked at each other. “For the Young
Guardian!” They cried together, thrusting their arms toward Sabrina’s
new trinket. Using it, she disappeared, only to reappear behind them.
“I do not think so, boys.” Sabrina crooned from behind them,
making them turn. She grabbed their crotches and flung them into the
air.
“Freeze-frame!” Cried a voice from afar.
Derrick and Shane froze in midair. Before anyone could do or say
anything else, the strange man appeared in front of them.
“Sabrina, I order you to return them to their graves.” The man
cried, pointing a finger at her. The blue ring on his index finger glowed,
shooting out a web of blue fire that wrapped itself around her waist.
Sabrina’s back was to the man, so she cried. “How dare you!” She
cut off her own sentence when she turned to see who it was. “Lord
Byron! What are you doing in the Outer Realm?”
“Ridding it of you!” Lord Byron yelled, his voice echoing in the dark
cemetery. He called the Exiling Spell and she disappeared.
They watched as the necklace around her chest glowed and
dropped to the ground. The ghost of Mark grabbed it at the same time
his daughter ran for it. They met eyes.
“Daddy?” Destiny asked curiously.
Mark-Panther grinned, nodding silently. He placed the necklace
back around his neck, winking at her.
The reunion was interrupted by Shane’s sarcasm, bringing them
back to reality.
“If I weren’t scared spitless right now, I’d think this was kind of
fun.” Shane remarked sarcastically.
“Get us down from here!” Derrick cried, frantic and scared. “Before
somebody sees.”
“I kinda like having you guys at my command.” Ariana remarked
with a teasing grin. Beside her, Lord Byron crossed his arms, scowling
while both Tiger and Destiny stared. “Alright, I’ll let them down.”
Using telekinesis, she lowered them to the ground. As soon as
Derrick’s feet hit the dirt, he ran to Ariana. “How do you feel?”
“Stop fussing over me, Derrick. Please.” Ariana laughed. “I’m fine.
Lord Byron, do your thing.”
“It is not my thing to do, Young Guardian.” Lord Byron announced,
hand on Destiny’s shoulder.
“I have no magic, Lord Byron.” Destiny remarked.
“Not true. Your father is a Companion now, correct?”
Destiny looked to the faint image of her father, who nodded.
“Your mother carries a kind of Companion magic herself. Not only
can she perform Companion magic, she can turn into any she chooses.”
Byron went on. “Thanks to them, you carry that same magic within you.
Have faith in your special kind of power, Destiny. Believe, and it will not
let you down.”
“What should I say to send them home?” Destiny asked him.
Lord Byron briefly looked to Young Guardian with his eyes before
addressing the now-Earthbound Companion child. “You and Tiger can
use your combined magics to say what is called the Peacemaker Spell.”
The Crusaders, Shane, Luna, Ariana, Derrick, Aaron and Aimee
gathered around them.
“We’ll help if we can, Destiny.” Aimee replied.
“Earthbounds!” Lord Byron snapped. “They must do it alone, since
they were born in my world.”
Aaron lunged to protect his twin from this new lord of the Dream
Realm, but Derrick and Shane each caught him. With the two of them
giving him a ‘don’t even think about it’ stare, Aaron backed off.
A smug Lord Byron smiled, turning back to the Companion
children. “Hold hands and repeat after me.”
When Destiny and Tiger took each other’s hands, they each
grinned, blushing. They looked to Lord Byron for answers.
Prologue:
Braken Joel’s Quest
Braken Joel Hawk was tired of keeping his own Wars for Power
story a secret. He had to tell somebody, and free the Elders from the
Underground. Who to tell?
His sisters? No. Lady Katherine was busy ruling the Canine Valley
while Lady Kitten’s Claw was busy with the Feline Village. Not even
Laurynne, Braken Joel’s oldest and dearest sister would help; she was
busy with the Goddesses.
No. Not his sisters.
That left only one person – an Earthbound Ancient Mystic whom
every Companion looked up to. His own rival for Guardianship, the Young
Guardian herself.
Since he hadn’t practiced the more elaborate Earthbound Traveling
powers since the Wars itself, he went to the Ancient Mystic Palace and
found his true father with his aunt. Lord Guardian was in his human male
form, laughing at something Mistress Enchantra was saying. Braken Joel
cleared his throat, gaining O’Dell’s attention.
“Joel!” Enchantra spoke up while father and son were speechless.
“What a wonderful surprise!”
Joel walked up to the couple.
“It’s not often you show your face here.” O’Dell announced.
“My Lord!” Enchantra hissed, then turned back to Joel. “What can
we do for you, Braken Joel?”
Quickly, he explained his secret mission. At the end, the two
Originators looked at each other. They showed him to the Ancient Mystic
Mirror, which brought the memories of his mother’s death closer to his
mind. Once they told him the spell, Joel was on his way to Ariana
Reading’s house.
Braken Joel used his Magic to find her. Placing a hand on the front
door, he transparently disappeared inside. His feline instincts told him
Young Guardian was here, alone. It was the middle of the day, so he
know all four of her children were in school, and Protector Derrick was at
work. He sauntered downstairs with the speed and stealth of a cat.
Unfortunately, she sensed his presence.
“Who’s there?” Ariana Reading’s voice called from the laundry
room. “Derrick, is that you?”
Joel hesitated coming out of the shadows. When he did, he shook
his head.
“Braken Joel, what are you doing here?” Ariana held her chest.
“I have come to tell you of a special quest.” Joel replied.
“Did anyone see you?”
“I do not believe so. Why?”
“You’re still in Companion form.”
“Aye.”
“Can you shift to a full human? You see, we don’t have half-cats
here.” Ariana tried to explain lightly.
“Certainly.” Joel nodded, closing his eyes and changing his image.
His fur disappeared, leaving his head full of baby-brown hair. He opened
his eyes once the change was complete. “Better?”
Ariana breathed a thankful sigh. “Much. Now, what brings you
here?”
“Something I must tell you.” Joel announced quietly. “Do you
remember anything about the Wars for Power?” He asked, then spoke
again, shaking his head. “Of course not, you were not there, and neither
was the Grand Magus.”
The Grand Magus was Luna, Ariana’s twin sister.
“I know some, gathered from stories and my own experience
recreating it.” Ariana objected. “But I don’t know much about your side,
only that you ran away.”
“I did not run from fear, I assure you.” Joel said. “I ran because I
had to. Both to save the lives of my sisters, then of the Elders.”
Ariana sat on the nearest chair and Joel followed.
“I must tell you my side, Young Guardian.” He said. She nodded,
not wanting to complicate things by having him call her by her real
name. She listened as he told his story.
“Mother entrusted me to take care of my newborn kitten sisters.”
Joel started. “I fled to a secret place in the Province Wood where I could
hide and be safe from the Wars. It was there I kept them safe from the
Master’s harm. With help from the four Goddesses, Dana, Aura, Brianna
and Hestia, I took care of Kit and Kat.”
“How did you keep hidden so long?” Ariana asked.
“The Magic kept us safely hidden.” Joel said. “It did not keep me
from the pain of knowing my own mother was dead.” He heard her quiet
gasp, but continued his story, entranced in the memories. “Of course,
once Mother died in the Wars, they ended. For a while, we were safe. I
headed back to the Ancient Mystic Palace to say goodbye. I bundled my
twin sisters, taking each of their hands. Being smart, Kat only had to
look at my solemn face to see what was going to happen. Kit did not have
a clue. Both kits were silent on our way back to the Palace. When we
arrived, I saw the Originators and the man I called Father gathered in
ceremony.”
Joel had to pause, to get the story straight in his mind. Ariana
took his hand and squeezed, silently telling him to go on when he could.
When Joel met Ariana’s eyes, she smiled in assurance.
“The ceremony was not a pleasant one. Lying on two mantles were
Lady Jezebel, the Master’s bride, and my mother, Lady Sibylline. They
were still dressed in battle armors, identical, yet opposites. My father
Braken Hawk stood staring at his bride’s silent body. Mother was in her
full human form, no longer the lively Persian Feline he had loved.”
“What did the kits think?”
“Katherine, as I said, was silent. Kitten’s Claw was not. She asked
why the Originators were gathered around these two women.” Joel
replied. “I was not able to tell her the painful truth, only silence her and
make her listen and watch. Enchantra and Challandra had their eyes
closed, hands clasped. They chanted something in what I learned was
the Ancient’s Tongue. Lord Guardian and his remaining brother Lord
Byron comforted my father.”
“If they both live peacefully now, how did it happen?” Ariana asked
him. “I don’t get it.”
Joel nodded, smiling a little. “You will, once I finish. As I said, the
two Lord brothers comforted my father as he wept. I overheard their
conversation as I stood silently in the shadows, holding on to my sisters
hands. Braken asked the Ancient Mystic Guardians to give his true love
back to him. The Ancient Mystic Sisters were doing just that. They did
not want their sisters to die, so they pleaded with the Guardians to
somehow bring their sisters back to life. The Guardian of Destiny,
Mihanos himself answered their pleas, on one condition: O’Dell’s brother
Orthos, the Master himself, would not provoke any more senseless wars.
O’Dell agreed on his twin brother’s behalf. Guardian Mihanos granted
their wishes, disappearing afterward. We waited in silence until both
Lady Sibylline and Lady Jezebel moved. Lady Jezebel pleaded for
forgiveness from Lord Guardian, but he refused, Exiling her back to the
Master’s side. Braken was happy, but Sibylline told him it was time to
use the Mirror. To Braken Hawk, it meant Exile, save for his love being
back with him. Once everyone but Lord Guardian and myself were gone,
I spoke up. We both knew what I had to do next. In order to do so, I had
to hand my young twin kitten sisters back to him.”
“You knew they grew up with Orthos and Jezebel?”
Sadly, he nodded. “I had no choice at the time. There were more
important matters on my young mind.” Braken Joel continued. “Lord
Guardian bade me fare thee well, sending me to the very site of the Wars.
You would not believe what physical destruction the Wars for Power
caused. Bodies everywhere, blood, the stench of war and death was
unmistakable. I was at the site and still, I do not believe. I had to do
something. Cowering were those survivors of the Wars, fearful of all. I
recognized the Elder version of the Warrior Wolf, Sheldon Stargazer,
huddling with his family. Other Companion families that were left
standing huddled together, stripped of their Companion Magics. I
gathered them all and fled back to the Province Wood, to hide them.”
Ariana was amazed at his story. The Young Guardian had to know.
“Where are they now?”
“Still hidden, unaware the Wars and Crusades are long over.” Joel
told her. “They do not know it is safe to live above.”
“Above? Braken Joel, where did you take the Companion
survivors?”
“To a place I called the Province Underground. There, they regained
their strength, formed alliances with their enemies and lived happily.”
Joel said.
“You say they’re still there?” Ariana asked. Joel nodded.
Ariana smiled. “I do believe it’s finally time to bring them home.
Braken Joel, would you do the honors of showing me to the Province
Underground?”
Now Joel smiled. He knew telling his true father’s successor would
be a good thing.
Chapter:
Red Wolf’s Vision
It didn’t take long for Wolf and Red to reach the Feline Palace.
Panther Grey, once a Crusader, now a Companion-Crusader answered the
door. Red was awed by the new Companion the moment he lay eyes on
the black panther feline.
“Red Wolf, I would like you to meet my Heart-Brother, Panther
Grey.” Wolf was proud as he introduced them.
“Come in, Wolf. Ariana’s here with Joel, you know.” Panther said,
leading them.
“How can a feline be your brother?” Red Wolf was confused.
“When the Master Banished me to the Outer Realm, it was his body
I was Banished to.” Wolf explained, smiling. “Come, meet your Young
Guardian.”
“I hear my title.” Young Guardian came from the shadows to smile
at her canine friend. “Who do you wish me to meet?”
Red Wolf kneeled immediately, seeing the Jewels of the Province
pinned to her gown. She wore a tunic belt that carried her wand and a
short-sword of her own. “I am Red Wolf Moondancer.”
“Nice to meet you, Red Wolf, but I’m uncomfortable with the
Companions kneeling to me.” Ariana’s voice was light, and she smiled
when their eyes met. “Where do you live?”
Red Wolf nodded. “The Grey Area’s Shady Kingdom.”
“Lord Max’s domain. How is he these days?” Young Guardian
asked. “I haven’t the energy after patrolling to visit.”
“He is well, to be expected from him, I guess.” Red Wolf stammered.
“He granted me leave on a special quest.”
“He believes he has found his family.” Wolf replied. “In the
Underground.”
“Funny, that’s what I’m here for.” Young Guardian laughed, telling
her story of Braken Joel’s visit to the Outer Realm.
“Aye,” came the voice of Braken Joel Hawk as he stood beside
them. He saw who she was talking to and nodded. “Sire Wolfton,
Companion Red Wolf. Have you come to join the quest?”
Red Wolf told his story, to which the Young Guardian smiled.
She hugged Wolf. “This is perfect! A giant family reunion! Oh!”
Young Guardian turned, racing to another room, where Tobias Snow was
waiting patiently. The boys followed.
“You’ll join the quest, Toby.” She told him.
“What quest?” Toby was confused but intrigued. When she
explained, he was shocked. “Mama. Papa. ‘Kita.” He looked to his Young
Guardian friend’s smiling face. “In the Province Underground? Is this true,
Ariana?”
She nodded, hugging him. “Aren’t you happy?”
“You would never guess how much.” Toby replied. He turned to
Braken Joel. “So, this is what you truly summoned me here, for, then?”
Braken Joel nodded, smiling. “I will lead you to the Underground, to
your families.” He saw a confused Panther Grey sitting on the sidelines,
listening to the conversation. “I apologize for using your home as a meeting
Palace, but it was the only way I could get them together.”
Panther still didn’t know what to think about the Elder Feline
brother of Katherine Hawk. “If it was necessary, Braken Joel, I
understand. It’s too bad you just missed Marie and Destiny.”
“I will greet them another time.” Braken Joel supplied. “For now, we
must be going.”
“To bring home the Elders!” Young Guardian cried.
“To bring home the Elders!” Cried Braken Joel, Toby, Wolf, and Red
Wolf after her.
II
“We rest here.” Declared Braken Joel, setting his gear down on the
Province ground.
“We have to keep going.” Red Wolf exclaimed in a low growl.
“Matéré is waiting.”
Young Guardian looked to him. “We rest, Companion.” She
remarked. With the help of Braken Joel and Wolf, she sat on the ground. “I
tire easily nowadays. Besides, I don’t even know where to go.”
“Which is why I lead this convoy.” Braken Joel replied.
In an effort to distract his friend, Wolf replied. “Toby, we need wood
for a fire. Will you take Red and collect it?”
Toby knew what his old Warrior friend was up to. “Certainly. Come,
Red.”
The two of them left, with Braken Joel collecting stones.
Young Guardian was interested. “What are you doing, Joel?”
“Setting a barrier around us, so we are not disturbed.” Braken Joel
replied simply.
She knew when to listen and when to speak. This was definitely a
time to keep her mouth shut. As an Ancient Mystic, she knew the
importance of survival magic, and didn’t question his actions any further.
“Are you able to shift?” Wolf asked.
“I don’t know how, Wolf.” Ariana supplied. “Even if I did, I wouldn’t
know how long I’d be able to hold the shape, or even what to shift into.”
Wolf smiled. “Why not try my shape? You are a powerful Ancient
Mystic, especially in this world. It would only be your mind that shifts, not
your body, so the babe would not be harmed.”
“Just because I’m not pregnant now doesn’t mean I’m not in my
world.” Ariana told her Canine Companion friend. “My mind, Magic, and
emotions are going through hell right now. I don’t think I’d be able to shift,
even if I could.”
“Enough, Young Guardian!” Wolf laughed. “I merely wanted
someone to hunt with, that’s all. No need for the lecture.”
“Oh.” Ariana said softly. She thought about shifting, and how fun it
would be. She knew enough about wolves, thanks to him, but to become
one? She sighed.
“What are you sighing about?” Came Braken Joel’s voice. He had
finished with the correct spells to seal them inside a bubble of magic. “Are
you exhausted already?”
“No, it’s not that.” Ariana remarked. “I was wondering if I could
change my form.”
Braken Joel smiled, changing from a feline-man to a full Balinese
feline. You are Ancient Mystic, as am I. You are also my father’s
successor, bearing great magic of the Ancients. Did he not say you can
do anything your heart and mind desires?
She pet him as he sat beside her, head on her crossed legs. “I never
tried before. How do I do it? It’s not like I’m half-Companion already like
you are. I’m full mortal, and that’s all.”
That’s not all and you know it. Braken Joel sent back, purring.
Think of yourself as the animus and you will become it.
Ariana looked down to her Companion friend before glancing at
Wolf, who was listening intently to the one-sided conversation. Not being
telepathic, Wolf couldn’t hear the Balinese’s thoughts.
“You really think I can do it?” Ariana asked them.
“Only way to know is to try.” Wolf suggested.
Ariana pat Braken Joel’s head, saying. “That’s it. Up, Joel. I want to
try it out.”
Wolf stood with her. “You do not have to, my friend.”
“You long for a hunting partner? Who better than me?” Ariana
grinned.
Wolf watched as she closed her eyes and took deep breaths. She
began to change form, from a full-human to a full female wolf. She looked
up at Wolf with wide, canine eyes.
What do you think? She sent to him.
Time to hunt. Wolf changed his form and the two were off.
“How far is it, Braken Joel?” Ariana asked, heaving her own gear
up a treacherous trail.
“Not much farther, Ariana.” Joel remarked with a smile. “Shifting
would make it easier, you know.”
“I know, but who’ll carry my pack?” Ariana grinned back. “Just lead
on. I can’t wait to meet their families. They must have some history stuck
in their heads.”
“The only way to learn is to listen, agree?” Wolf asked, coming up
beside her. “The Stargazers and the Moondancers are two of the oldest
families in all the Realms.”
“My family is immortal.” Red Wolf came up on her other side. He
grinned before trekking ahead of them, staying behind Joel.
“He is a strange Companion.” Ariana remarked. “I like him.”
Wolf laughed. “I knew you would.”
They climbed up a hill until Braken Joel stopped.
Ariana went up to him. “What is it, Joel?”
Joel pointed to a tree that stood over fifty feet tall. “Entrance to the
Underground is beneath the Elder Tree. Follow me.”
At the tree’s trunk, they stopped again. Ariana walked around it,
guessing its width was at least five yards around. She felt around the
trunk, noting the bark’s texture. “This is amazing!”
She continued to feel the bark until her hand hit a knot. To her
surprise, the knot moved. Afraid, she stepped back.
“Did I do something wrong?”
“Nay, you found the key.” Joel told her. “The entrance awaits.”
Sure enough, there was a small opening, just enough to fit a mid-
size Companion.
“Leave the gear here. It will be safe.” Joel replied. “Time to shift.”
At that, he shifted to his full Companion form. He waited at the
entrance for the others to shift. Once they did, only Ariana remained in her
mortal-form. Wolf waited for her in his own Timber Wolf form.
Come, his head beckoned. Wolf’s tail wagged in excitement as he
watched her shift to her own female-wolf form. We go.
Side by side, they loped through the winding tunnels of the
Underground. The tunnel trails led to a large area, which housed more
than sixty small homes. The homes were circled around a well. There were
Companion children playing, running around the well and laughing.
Ariana was so awed by the sight of the small village, she shifted
back. She hadn’t been the first. The first had been Joel, who was now
standing in the middle of the small village, shooing the children away. He
stood on the well’s edge and announced.
“The Wars are over, and it is safe to come out.” Joel cried, echoing
his voice with Magic so all could hear. “The time has come for us to return
to Dream Realm society.”
Ariana stood and stared while the villagers dared come out of their
homes. Beside her, Wolf, Toby and Red Wolf changed forms. She could
feel their excitement.
“What if they do not remember me?” Wolf was mumbling under his
breath.
Ariana looked to him and held his hand. “They’ll remember you.
You’re their son.”
Wolf exchanged a smile with her before hearing a woman calling his
name.
“Wolfton?”
Both looked and found a Timber-Wolf Companion woman running
up to them. As they embraced, Wolf cried, “Matéré!”
“It has been too long, my Donar.” Wolf’s mother announced as she
broke from the hug. “Who are your friends?”
“You tell her.” Wolf replied to Ariana. “I need to find Pérat, Strath
and Toriam.”
“They are hunting, but will return later.”
Before Ariana could open her mouth, they heard a scream. “Joel!”
A young feline, looking like a female version of Toby Snow, raced up
to him and gave Joel a hug and kiss on the lips. “I knew you would
return!” The feline announced, hugging him extra hard.
Ariana laughed.
“Nikita, behave around your Young Guardian.” Joel supplied gently,
sharing a grin with Ariana.
At this, Nikita drew back and knelt to Ariana’s feet. “It is an honor
to finally meet you, Young Guardian.”
“Pleasure’s mine, Nikita...”
“White-Snow.” She finished.
“Do I get a hug, ‘Kita?” Toby’s voice came from behind Ariana.
She squealed, standing. “My, you have grown handsome, little
brother.” Nikita hugged Toby, who laughed.
“Not only that, I am wiser and older.” Toby told her, pecking his
older sister on the cheek. “Where are our parents?”
“In the den, come!” Nikita cried. She winked at Joel. “Would you like
to join us?”
“Certainly my dear.” Braken Joel smiled. He turned to Ariana. “We
will meet up with you later.”
Ariana couldn’t help laughing out loud. “Imagine that. Joel’s in love
with Toby’s sister! Here, I thought he was a loner!”
Wolf laughed with her.
“That is where you are wrong.” A female voice growled gently. She
curtseyed to Ariana. “I am Celeste Moondancer, Chikité’s Matéré.” She
saw Ariana’s eyes narrow at the word ‘Matéré’, so she supplied. “‘Mother’
in the Ancient Wolf Tongue.” Ariana nodded at that, and she rose. “Few of
us remember it, and fewer of us actually use it. The kin-packs still use it,
from time to time.”
Celeste now faced Red Wolf. “Why do you hide from me, my Donar?
Do you still despise who you are?”
Red Wolf shook his head. “Nay, Matéré, but I wish to be called by
another name. Red Wolf.”
“You are ashamed of your Dweller-kin ties.” Celeste went on.
“Come, there is someone I wish you to meet.” She turned to Ariana again,
nodding. “You may come too, if you wish.”
“Go.” Wolf supplied. He was still standing by his mother’s side. “I
will find my family and meet you later.”
With a grin and a sigh, Ariana supplied. “What are we waiting for?”
As they walked, Celeste asked her. “Do you know what a Dweller
is?”
Not wanting to say her wolf Companion friend had told her, she
replied. “No, what is it?”
“I come from a clan of vampire-like hunters in the Outer Realm called
Dwellers.” Celeste replied. “We walk the night, searching for the life-giving
fluid of mortals and our turned kin, who we call Stalkers. The Stalkers are
like real vampires of your world, hunting and killing for the fun of it. Most
Dwellers just hunt to survive. Others are chosen Hunters, Hunting the
Stalkers and destroying them on site.”
“Amazing.” Ariana breathed.
“My kin-Clan were called the Apprentices.” Celeste supplied sadly.
“Of hundreds, only my brother Daniel and myself are left.”
Ariana was silent, digesting the information.
The trio came upon a cavern, which was hidden from the rest of the
village.
“You are welcome into my home.” Celeste remarked as she pulled
back a curtain. Inside, both Ariana and Red Wolf saw nothing but
darkness.
“Chase, we have visitors.” Celeste called into the air.
Out of the shadows came an older Mountain Wolf Companion and a
younger version of Celeste. Ariana and Red Wolf exchanged glances.
Once they were out in the open, the male greeted them. “Chikité...”
His thin mouth formed a welcoming smile.
“Pérat? Who is this girl?” Red Wolf asked when he shook his
father’s hand.
Chase touched the girl’s shoulder, forcing her to come from behind
his legs. “Go on, child. Introduce yourself to your brother.”
“I am Cherokee.” She announced softly. “Are you Chikité?”
“I go by Red Wolf now.” Red Wolf announced. “But, aye. I am.”
Cherokee raced to embrace him. “You have come for us! I knew you
would!”
“You do not know that, dear girl.” Chase supplied.
“It is time, Chase.” Celeste kissed her wolf husband’s ear. “Braken
Joel has returned for us, as promised.”
“Where will we go my sweet?”
Celeste looked to Ariana. “Where will we go?”
“Wherever you were before, I guess.” Ariana answered. “Where
were you before the Wars?”
“In the Outer Realm, with my kin.” Celeste remarked. “Only,
Enchantra and Lord Guardian made a deal with me. In order to be with
Chase, who was born and raised and fought with the Ancient Mystic Army
in this world, I would stay here with him while my kin and I rested. At
night, he would return with me. Thanks to me, he is now a Dweller-
Companion, and must be with the kin-Clans.”
“What about now? I’m sure, if I spoke to O’Dell, he would grant you
a place of your own here in the Province.” Ariana said.
Celeste and Chase gasped.
“How dare you disrespect Lord Guardian!” Chase huffed.
“I’m not disrespecting him.” Ariana replied. “Let me introduce myself
correctly. My Earthbound name is Ariana Reading. I am the Young
Guardian of the Dream Realm. I am not only O’Dell’s great-granddaughter,
but I’m also his successor and an Ancient Mystic. It was his idea I call him
and the other Originators by their given names.”
Celeste stared at her, her bright red eyes aglow. To Ariana, this
usually meant a Dominionite in disguise. This wasn’t the case in Celeste.
She had the same feeling about her Red Wolf did. Oddly enough, she felt
harmless.
“I believe you.”
“You should. It’s only been destined since I was born.” Ariana
remarked lightly. She sensed something in the air, closing her eyes and
listening with her empathic ears. “We’re to go now. If you want to come
with us, you can. That’s what we’re here for.”
“You promise to speak to Lord Guardian on our behalf?”
“A promise made by the Young Guardian is always a promise
fulfilled.” Ariana smiled at Cherokee.
II
It didn’t take long to gather the village together. Once they were
ready to go, Braken Joel and Nikita White-Snow led the large group, with
her family directly behind her.
Ariana took up the middle, where she caught up with the
Moondancers and Wolfton’s family, the Stargazers. She saw Cherokee
walking hand-in-hand with a Timber Wolf brother of Wolfton’s he named
Toriam. They seemed so happy together. Wolfton, she saw, wasn’t exactly
happy with the way he found his family-pack.
“Cheer up, Wolf.” Ariana joked, catching his arm and wrapping her
own through it. “I thought you’d be excited to see your family again?”
“I am happy.” He growled softly, so soft, only he and Ariana could
hear. “I could not believe how much they have changed. Used to be they
would never permit felines to speak with them. Now, they are friends?”
“What about you and Kat?” Ariana countered. “Isn’t your
relationship the same thing?”
“Ours is one of love, not necessity.”
“So it was necessary for your parents to befriend their rival
species?”
“Ariana...”
“No, hear me out.” Ariana responded. “Don’t you think a hatred that
lasted centuries could be eliminated by more than mere necessity?”
Wolf pulled away, shifting his form and racing ahead. Turning to the
nearest Companion, she told them to carry her pack while she shifted to
race after him. She found him deep within the forest.
“You can’t run away from this forever, Wolf, and you know it.”
Ariana howled in wolf-speak.
“I run from nothing.” He responded, stopping only to say it.
“You are or I wouldn’t be chasing after you.” She growled after him.
“What are you running from? Telling your parents who you grew to
become?”
“I am nothing in their eyes. They left me for dead.” Wolf commented
with an angry bark.
“They had no choice.” Now that she had him stopped in his tracks,
she shifted form. “I know how it feels to be left on your own, but I don’t let
that stop me from being who I am. Regardless of the past, you are who
you are.”
Wolf walked up to her. She knelt to embrace him.
“Don’t be afraid of telling them.” Ariana whispered, hugging his
neck. “If anything, they’ll be proud of you.”
He looked up at her. “You do not understand. I found them only to
find they had changed drastically. My brothers have grown hard, when
they used to be playful. My parents hardly speak to each other when they
used to love one another as Kat and I do.”
“You’ve said so yourself. War and chaos changes people, even
Companions.” She supplied. “They may not be the same now as when you
knew them in the Wars, but I ask you this. Are you the same man you
were back then?”
Wolf shook his canine head, finally changing form. He began to
walk on two legs, with her beside him. “Speak of this episode to no one.”
“Not even Kat?”
“Not even Kat.” He remarked, walking ahead of her.
“Will you tell them about your marriage?”
He stopped again, turning to face her. “Enough!” He stomped away,
now angry.
Behind him, Ariana shook her head, worried for the brilliant but
troubled mind of her canine Companion friend.
III
Memories bothered her mind as she slept with the Companion camp.
She didn’t know where they were coming from, or what they were about.
In them, she was holding a dark book. When she opened it, she saw the
darkest of spells. The spells, curses, incantations and information she
recognized as being those of Dark Mystic Magic.
Ariana shook out of the vision and stared at the dragonlet for a
moment before setting the task of doing the same to him as she’d seen
herself do in her memory. She was going to hide the book of DemonsBane
within this strong, innocent dragonlet male’s heart and soul.
It would lay dormant and unused, away from evil forces that were
about to come forth and threaten to destroy them all.
When she finished, she felt woozy and returned to her bedding,
knowing full well what lay ahead for them would be another war, and
they would fight in it.
IV
Ariana reappeared in the Grey Area, shaking off a chill. She stood in
front of the Shady Kingdom’s Castle, wondering why she was brought
there. Shrugging, she marched up to the gates, meeting a young woman at
the doors.
“Who goes there?” The young woman commanded. Her red-eyes
narrowed, glowing. Her skin was pale, as if death was her token of life.
“Young Guardian.”
The young woman’s eyes widened. “Business?”
“None of yours. Step aside, Companion.”
“I am no Companion!” The young woman cried. “I am the princess of
this castle, Tempest.”
“My apologies, Princess. I’m here to see Lord Max.”
After a suspicious glare, the princess supplied. “Follow me.”
Tempest stalked off, flitting her skirts behind her. Ariana could tell
she was rotten, if not spoiled. She knew who Tempest was, but did the
Princess?
“I wasn’t aware Lord Max had a daughter your age.” Ariana
supplied.
“He does not.” Tempest announced. “I am adopted by the Queen.”
So that’s how she thinks she’s a Princess. Ariana thought. Let her
keep thinking that, I suppose.
Tempest led her to the main hall, where Max sat at his throne. He
was talking to two Companions she didn’t recognize from behind.
“There he is. Lord Max, Young Guardian to see you.” Tempest
announced.
Lord Max looked up with a smile. “Wonderful! See her in, then
excuse us.”
The two Companions he was talking to turned to look. To Ariana’s
surprise and delight, it were none other than Wolf and Red Wolf.
Something must be going on if that dog’s in on it. Ariana could
hear Tempest’s very thoughts, so curious and suspicious. The Princess
was every bit as mean as her true mother, and her empathy revealed her
nature.
Close your thoughts, Princess. Ariana thought back as she bowed
to Lord Max. I can hear you.
With a cry of disbelief, Tempest stomped her foot and stormed out.
“What angered her this time?” Red Wolf growled.
Lord Max supplied, “Why do you not tell me, Young Guardian?”
“She was projecting her thoughts and I told her so.” Ariana stood.
Lord Max’s frown widened to a smile. “Jezebel took up the task of
teaching her Magic, but Tempest hates the lessons with a passion.”
“I can see that.” Ariana replied. “On to business. Was I brought here
for a reason?”
“Ah, aye.” Lord Max remarked. “The pups claim you helped find the
Elder Companions in the Underground.”
“Yes.”
“And you rescued them, bringing them to my brother O’Dell.”
“Yes, what?” Ariana started, but he interrupted.
“Did you also claim to help them find homes and reunite with their
children?”
“In a way, yes.” Ariana huffed.
“It has been brought to my attention the Canine Valley needs
looking after, and you yourself suggested an army to do this.” Max
declared. “You have also decided that Red Wolf Moondancer would be a
part of this Canine Army. Has something happened in the Canine Valley
not even my brother knows about? Something that needs an army to
defend it?”
“Not to my knowledge.” Ariana replied.
“I sense a presence there; one so evil, it makes the Master look like
a child.” Wolf replied. “I only wish to see my home, and our world safe
from all harm. That is why I came to you. I believed, with this mission, Red
would be able to regain his lost power and live with me at Stargazer
Castle.”
“He is not warranted by Lord Guardian to leave the Grey Area.”
Lord Max shook his head. “He still pays a penance for his part in the Wars
for Power. His actions helped destroy many hundreds of Companion
homes, tearing apart families and kin-packs.”
“Not by my own hand!” Red yelled. “The Merchant and the Maiden
had our powers; you know this as well as anyone, my Lord Maximaniac!”
Max was no longer sitting. He stood up with such speed, the three of
them cowered.
“Enough!” Maximaniac screamed. “No more insolence!”
“What of myself?” Wolfton responded, getting in Max’s face. “Have I
fully paid for what I helped destroy?”
Only he was able to talk back to Max, Ariana thought. All those
years together in the same Earthbound mind.
“You became a Companion-Crusader.” Max supplied. “You earned
your title in the Crusades, Sire.”
“Why not let Red Wolf earn his?” Ariana stepped in. “He may have
his faults, as we all do, but that doesn’t mean he has to pay for what
wasn’t his fault to begin with.”
“You have no say in this Ariana Moon!” Max cried.
“I have every say!” Ariana yelled. “I am the Young Guardian. I am
Lord Guardian’s eyes and ears. I can generate decisions that can make or
break this world. I’ve earned through my life and love of this world my
right to stand in Lord Guardian’s place. Now tell me I have no say!”
Max was silent, staring at Ariana’s wild eyes. He could have sworn
they were turning colors. Colors he’d only seen with Dominionites that
could never be good again.
“You will be silent. All of you.” Max’s voice was level. “Sire Wolfton,
can you explain what you sense so madly, and how?”
Wolf shook his canine head. “Nay, my Lord, but I believe my
Companion Magic has allowed me to sense these things. If I were an
Ancient Mystic, I would be explaining visions. As it is, only my wife is, and
she has been away helping Young Guardian in the Outer Realm. She only
returned recently, when events here brought her home.”
“Has she told you of any visions concerning this eerie presence?”
“Nay.”
“All I know, Max, is something is happening in all realms and all
worlds, starting with this one.” Wolf responded.
“Have you felt this presence he speaks of?” Max turned to Ariana.
“I regret I’ve been unable to patrol recently.” Ariana supplied. “On
the way back from the Underground, I did feel something odd in the
Province. I believe it turned Wolf against himself, having him think of his
lost family.”
Max gave Wolf a curious look. “Is this true, Sire Wolfton? You were
pitted against yourself?”
Wolf growled at Ariana, then commented. “You could say that, aye.”
“Where were you in all this?” Max asked Red Wolf, who had been
kneeling in silence, listening to them talk.
“I was there, with them.” Red Wolf replied. “I felt it when Sire
Wolfton changed form and raced off into the wood. I also felt it when
Young Guardian did the same and loped after him. There is something
amiss on this side of the Dream Realm. I want to find it and help destroy
it.”
“So, you wish to be a part of Sire Wolfton’s Canine Valley army?”
Red Wolf exchanged glances with his former Warrior friend. “If he
would be willing to have me.”
Wolfton smiled, nodding his canine head.
“And you would be willing and able to help him earn Knight
status?”
“Aye, my Lord Max. I told you; Young Guardian suggested it.”
Max now turned to Ariana. “The one person rallying for peace in this
world and you suggest an army?”
“Only as a means to an end.” Ariana shrugged. “We have to fight
back when forces are against us. We can’t do that unless we have
separate armies stationed around the Dream Realm. Always on alert,
always ready for battle or a fight on short notice.”
“You believe my brother would agree with you?”
“If you mean O’Dell, I’d say, yes. He’s trusted me with decisions
before. He’ll agree with this one, I’m sure.” Ariana remarked.
Maximaniac put his hands behind his back and began to pace the
floor.
“If I should grant his leave, you will be fully responsible for him from
now on.”
“Aye, Lord Max.” Wolf’s tail wagged.
“And you, Red Wolf, shall listen to all he says.”
“Aye, Lord Maximaniac.” Red Wolf replied, nodding.
“Young Guardian, you will be in charge of this endeavor.” Lord Max
responded, stopping in his tracks. “Bring it up to my brother, every last bit.
Is that understood?”
“Of course, Max.” Ariana nodded.
“On that note, I give you my decree.” Max unsheathed his sword
from his belt. To an already-kneeling Red Wolf, he held his sword high
and responded. “I, Lord Maximaniac of the Grey Area’s Shady Kingdom,
give unto you the power you so richly deserve. I send you to the home of
Sire Wolfton Stargazer, to be his Page until he deems you ready to receive
your knighthood.” Max tapped each of Red Wolf’s shoulders, saying. “No
longer a Grey Arean, I dub thee Page Red Wolf Moondancer, of Stargazer
Castle and the entire Canine Valley.” He sheathed his sword, telling Red
Wolf to rise. “Your Companion powers have been fully restored. Go, join
your Knight-Master and Sire at Stargazer Castle. I wish you pleasant
journeys in what lies ahead.”
Max turned to Ariana. “I now release you from my own magical
grasp, with my deepest apologies. You may return home to the Outer
Realm. I do not wish to hear of your not patrolling anymore. As the Young
Guardian, it is your job to help protect this world from such presences as
the one Sire Wolfton has brought to my attention.”
“I won’t argue, Lord Max. Rather, I’ll take my leave.”
Finally, Ariana was allowed to go home.
II
She knew she was in grave danger of being discovered, but that
didn’t matter. She had to know what Red Wolf, Sire Stargazer and Lord
Maximaniac were up to, and why Young Guardian looked as if she were in
charge of the place. She’d heard of Young Guardian from her adopted
father Lord Maximaniac, but she never met the woman until now.
There was someone to be scared of. She thought to herself as she
watched the scene.
She watched from behind a brick wall that separated the Throne
Room from the Main Hall. She could hardly hear their voices but knew
something was up.
“What have I told you about snooping, Tempest?” She heard
someone behind her, feeling the touch of a hand on her shoulder. She
turned to see her adopted mother Queen Jezebel. She stood once seeing
the frown on her Queen mother’s face.
“Not to do it.” Tempest remarked. “I could not help it, Queen Mother.
I was curious.”
“About what?”
“Why Sire Stargazer has come to Lord Max, and why Red Wolf is
with him.” Tempest replied. “They look as if they returned from a quest.”
“Very observant.” Jezebel noted.
“Can you answer my questions?”
She thought about telling the Princess the truth, but decided against
it.
“And tempt your curiosity?” Jezebel remarked. “I think not. These
are the affairs of Elders; not to be taken lightly by the Young Ones.”
Tempest stomped her foot, hands at her hips. She gave her Queen
Mother her darkest, most hideous glare, her eyes turning black with rage.
“Why can I never know what goes on around here?”
“It is none of your concern.” Jezebel supplied, arms crossed. She
pointed off to the distance. “To your quarters, Princess.”
“But.”
“Go now or you will clean out Lord Byron’s stalls as punishment.”
She frowned, but went anyway.
Story #4:
Dark Mist From the Unknown
When she was Exiled by Lord Byron, she returned to the Unknown.
Sabrina fell face down in a mud pile. To her embarrassment, slaves and
peasants surrounded her. One even put their hand out to help her up. It
was a male Dominionite with orange-glowing eyes.
“May I?” The male inquired.
Sabrina scowled at him, standing abruptly only to fall flat on her
butt. She wasn’t happy.
Silently, she took his hand, allowing him to help her out of the mud.
“Are you alright my Lady Maiden?” The male asked, sounding
worried.
“Take me to the Tower.” She commanded without hesitation.
The male nodded tightly. “Certainly.” He whistled, calling someone
from behind her. “Allow my fellows to clean you off.”
“You are too sincere to be in the Unknown. How did you get here?”
Sabrina asked him with a curious look.
“My loyalty for you.” The male supplied. “I am Cyrix. I was once one
of your Warriors, head of the Brigadiers, to be exact. I followed only to be
with you.”
“Of your own will?”
“My own will.” Cyrix smiled. He began to walk with her once the
three slaves who cleaned her were on their ways. “There is a heart in
there somewhere, my Lady Maiden, and I will be the one to unearth it.”
“How do I know it is not a trick?”
He stopped in his tracks. “I would not be here if not for you.”
He walked with her to Dark Tower, where he bowed to her at the
gates. “This is where I leave you, my Lady Maiden. I bid you a fond
adieu.”
Before disappearing, he took her hand and kissed it.
II
“You see, Master is not the only one in the Unknown able to bring
about chaos.” Gloriana announced, flipping through a Spell-book.
“What are you doing now, Gloriana?” Damian asked, bored.
Gloriana turned on him. “Address me correctly.”
“Fine. Queen Stepmother.” Damian waved at her. “Happy?” She
nodded tightly. “Tell me.”
“Searching for a proper spell. One so hideous, it would make what I
just did look petty in comparison.”
“Rich.” Damian scoffed. “What, may I ask, did you just do?”
Gloriana showed him an image in a Dark Mirror. It was the Canine
Valley, and there was a mist covering each little tree, every blade of grass,
every bit of wildlife that lived in the Canine Wood. “Recognize the mist?”
“A Dark Mist. Clever, but not enough.” Damian supplied. “There is so
much goodness in the Canine Valley, the mist will be gone in no time.”
“Of course, but not without attacking certain individuals first.”
“What are you talking about?”
Gloriana crooked her finger, telling him to come closer. “Watch for
yourself.”
Damian stood beside her, watching the image. The figure of a wolf
came into view, stopping mid-stride to howl in pain. There was a purple
gem around his neck he recognized as the Amethyst Diamond Amulet.
Damian leaned closer to the mirror, watching as Wolf Stargazer changed
his form. Wolf was holding his head, continuing to howl. His necklace
glowed bright and he changed form once again. This time, another wolf
strode up to him. This one stopped, and sat in one position, watching Wolf
go through his tirade of pain. Damian heard the wolf-song, recognizing the
tone as a wolf-bitch’s consoling droll.
The wolf-bitch’s eyes glowed silver-blue and Damian knew. “Is that
Young Guardian? In wolf-form?”
“Aye. I knew you would recognize her.” Gloriana replied. “Watch
what the mist does to her.”
Damian’s eyes followed the mist from Wolf Stargazer’s mind to her
own. She calmed him, changing form and embracing him.
“I have learned a lot from that book.” Gloriana supplied. “Especially
about the Ancient Mystic’s healing powers.”
“What about them?”
“As with any power, there are limits.” Gloriana announced proudly.
“Young Guardian heals by taking the pain away and banishing it in her
mind. Only, the pain I put Wolf through is so confusing, she can’t do
anything with it.”
Damian smiled. “So, the mist in turn hurts her own mind. Brilliant.”
“I thought so.”
“Being it’s a Dark Mist, it hurts not only Young Guardian’s mind, but
those who are around her, if they are not strong enough against it.”
“They do not know what hit them.” Damian rubbed his hands
together. “You need no other spells for this, Gloriana. Let the Mist do its
job, and nature take her course.”
“We will have them beat in no time.”
For once since the woman’s arrival, Damian agreed.
Epilogue:
Ancient Mystics and Wizards
After seeing the feline children home, Lord Byron stopped by the
Shady Kingdom’s Castle.
“Who goes there?” Announced the twin guards at the gate.
“I am Lord Byron of the Ancient Mystic Kingdom.” Lord Byron
announced proudly. He loved how the title rolled off his tongue. “Here to
see the Lord of the manor. Step aside, Grey Areans. I will not fight again
today.”
Lifting their spears, the twin guards stepped aside to let him
through.
“That is more like it.” Lord Byron supplied under his breath. “Carry
on, gentlemen.”
He showed himself through the narrow corridor to the main hall.
Smiling at the sight of Maximaniac speaking with his lady-love Jezebel, he
stopped paces in front of them.
“Lord Byron?” Jezebel’s inquiring voice cried happily once she heard
him stop. “Is that really you? After all this time. . .”
“Aye, Jezebel, it is I.” Lord Byron bowed, kissing her outstretched
hand. “Lord Byron of the Ancient Mystic’s Kingdom.”
“So O’Dell gave you the old Kingdom.” Maximaniac stood to greet his
brother. “Time below has paled you, brother.”
“No more than this land has stripped you of all color.” Lord Byron
supplied. “If I may be so bold, Queen Jezebel, I need a word with my
brother.”
“Certainly, Lord Byron.” Jezebel curtseyed before she was on her
way.
Maximaniac groaned as soon as she left. “That god’s-awful title of
yours.” He moaned. “Just because you were knighted in the Outer Realm,
you think yourself a lord. What happened to just Byron?”
“Few people are allowed to call me Byron.” Lord Byron announced.
“Maxwell, my dear brother, you should be one to speak. Where did the
name Maximaniac come from?”
Maximaniac said. “I changed it when I Banished myself for Jezebel.
When I changed my name, so did my persona.”
“No longer the lone Wizard, are you Max?” Lord Byron chided.
“Are you here for a reason or just to antagonize me?”
“A little of both, I think.” Lord Byron continued to joke with him. “Did
O’Dell tell you anything of the Earthbound Ancient Mystics thus far?”
“I have not had the pleasure of our Lord Guardian’s appearance at
my door as of late.” Maximaniac supplied. “Apparently, he seems fit to
send Young Guardian in his place. He has given her full rights to this
world, for all she’s but a child. Have you met her?”
“Quite the lovely woman. Met her when I was Earthbound.”
“What were you Earthbound for, Byron?”
Lord Byron told him about his trip to the Hill View Cemetery, and
how he helped Destiny Grey find her parents and bring them back to the
Dream Realm. “While I was doing that, what were you up to?”
“After her little fling with you in the Outer Realm, Young Guardian
saw to it to personally reunite Wolfton Stargazer and Red Wolf
Moondancer to their respective families.” He told Lord Byron, who listened
with interest as Maximaniac told him the tale of the Renegades and
Revolutionaries.
“So I was not the only one to emerge from my hideaway?” Lord
Byron replied.
“Indeed, you were not.” Maximaniac supplied. “There is something I
wish to discuss with you.”
“Please, not another favor.” Lord Byron joked. “I am still recovering
from the last one.”
“I am serious this time, Byron.” Lord Maximaniac shifted to his
gargoyle form.
“To become one of those disgusting, meddling things, I guess you
are serious.”
“I am finished playing around, brother! Listen to me for once!”
Maximaniac growled. “There is something going on in the Canine Valley
that, if not handled correctly, could prove disastrous for this entire Realm.”
“Get to the point.” Lord Byron said. He changed his own form to a
serpent, just to show his brother he hadn’t forgotten how to shift. “Dare
keep me in sss-suspense-sss.”
“For once, this is no joke.” Maximaniac said seriously. “Someone
has sent a Dark Mist there.”
“I remember those from the War for Power. I believe Orthos created
them.”
“Since they are his creation, they are in his Spell-book.” Maximaniac
pointed out. “Somebody got hold of that book and cast the spell in the
Canine Valley, starting with the Wood.”
“Has it effected anyone, yet?”
“As far as I know, only Young Guardian and Wolf Stargazer.”
Maximaniac said. “I need you to get rid of it.”
“Why me?”
“Why you? You were the only one of the three of us that knew how
to undo Orthos’ spells.”
“You know about his Dark Mists. They have to run their courses,
that is all.”
“Will you try, Byron? Please?” Max asked, changing form back to his
court-jester persona. “From one brother to another?”
Lord Byron changed back to his own human-Wizard form. “For you
brother, I will.”
Maximaniac beamed. “My thanks to you. If ever you need a favor
from me, it will be yours. All you need do is ask.”
Lord Byron grinned. “Ask and ye shall receive. Remember this if any
of your subjects end up on my chopping block.”
Before he knew it, his brother was gone. Lord Maximaniac of the
Grey Area’s Shady Kingdom stared at his youngest brother’s exit in awe.
II
Part One:
Visions Lead to Understanding
Prologue:
The Apprentice’s Message
“So you’ve returned, Young Shadow.” The male voice boomed. “You
search for answers to inquiries in your mind.”
“How did you know?”
The Apprentice laughed. “I know what happens in your world. Our
Grand Shamus has a habit of letting us in on everything.”
Shane smiled. “Tell me, Apprentice. If you know what’s happening,
then you know about the Silver Magic I sensed months ago.”
The Apprentice stepped away from his sharpening wheel, sheathing
the sword he’d been sharpening. “Of course. You were healed by it, only
to see it again years later. Have you told the Protector, yet?”
Shane was confused. “Who’s the Protector?”
“Young Derrick, of course!” The Apprentice supplied with a grin.
“The only man strong enough to handle being Earthly Protector to the
Young Guardian.”
“What about me? Aren’t I strong enough to be named Protector?”
“You have always been, and always will be the Shadow.” The
Apprentice remarked. “Your charge is the Grand Magus. Together, you and
the Protector have Magics unlike any other Earthly Protectors in the line,
past or future.”
“I don’t understand.”
“It’s easy to see why each of you were chosen as their Protectors.”
The Apprentice announced. “I chose you myself. You are strong, pure,
brave fighters. The Protector is loyal and fair to the cause.”
The Apprentice cupped his hands to his mouth, blowing a gentle
wind toward Shane. He could feel his dream-self changing as the
Apprentice spoke.
“The Shadow is cunning, willing, honorable and just.” The
Apprentice went on. “It is for that I give you these gifts. Don’t be afraid,
Shadow. Use your instincts, search with not only your mind but your own
magic.”
“I don’t have magic.” Shane supplied, looking down to find a black
leather cloak covering his body. The Protector’s Pendant around his neck
was glowing gold and his dream locket was buzzing. Feeling at his back,
he found a sword of his own. He reached behind and drew it, staring at it
in wonder. The blade was his arm’s length, his hand grasping a black hilt
that moved in his palm to fit his grip. The jewel in the pommel was the
opal stone, sparkling in the Dream Realm sunlight.
“You do now. What do you think?” The Apprentice startled him out
of his daze.
“Uh, I don’t know what to say.” Shane sheathed the sword in the
scabbard on his back. He took the hood off his head, settling it on his
shoulders.
“Say thank you.” The Apprentice remarked with a grin. “You earned
it.”
“I have?”
The Apprentice’s smile turned serious. “Not fully, yet, but the
Shamus and I thought you should have these now. You’ll need them.”
Shane studied the Apprentice’s face before he turned away from
him. “You know what’s going to happen, don’t you?”
“Don’t you?” The Apprentice asked. “Doesn’t the Grand Magus?”
“She senses things, as any Ancient Mystic does, but she’s afraid of
it.”
“The Empathy. Yes, I know of that fear.” The Apprentice supplied.
“Be forewarned now, Shadow. Shane. The twins will be in desperate
danger if they don’t curve their fears. Learn from the past, and fight
heartily.”
“What is there to fight?”
“Never you mind for now. You know the Shamus’s visions as well as
I. Tell the twins first, and go from there.”
“Tell them what?”
“The past, Shadow. Tell the twins about the Crusades; what really
happened.”
“I can’t.”
“You must.” The Apprentice was adamant. “They have to know
what you do.”
“I told you, I can’t!” Shane cried. He could feel the Pendant around
his neck growing hot with his anger. His voice calmed, as did his
demeanor. “I was sworn to secrecy. The Shadow never breaks his word.”
The Apprentice was getting angry. “Listen, Shadow. Listen and
understand. They must learn that Silver Magic, just as their Protectors
must learn the Magic in the Pendants. That’s what I gave them to you for.
To learn and use against all evils.”
“What evils?” Shane asked. “There’s never been a true evil us
Crusaders couldn’t handle.”
“Crusaders will not be enough in this battle, Shadow.” The
Apprentice supplied. “Remember the past and learn from it.”
Suddenly, something clicked in Shane’s mind. “History’s gonna
repeat itself, isn’t it?”
“In a way, yes. I can’t say exactly.” The Apprentice announced
softly. “Go see Sire Stargazer. He’ll tell you more.”
Shane was afraid once the Apprentice disappeared from sight. He
was twice as afraid once he found the new gear he was wearing wasn’t
vanishing. It would seem the Apprentice was right; something’s gonna
happen, the twins are going to be in danger, and they have to learn the
Silver Magic. Not only that, but their Protectors had to learn a new magic
all their own.
Before he left for the Canine Valley, he searched for the Protector.
Surely, Derrick would have a better idea on handling this sort of thing
than himself? Thinking back on the Apprentice’s arguments, Shadow took
flight. The entire Dream Realm depended on the four of them, and Shane
Morehouse was sure not to let anyone down.
II
“Why are you so sure of me, Sire?” Red Wolf asked once Wolf
showed him around the Canine Valley.
“You were my friend during the Wars and Crusades.” Wolf pat his
new Page on the back. “Come, show me what you remember.”
For hours, it seemed the wolves sparred each other, testing what
Red Wolf remembered from when they were serving with the Army. Soon,
every canine pup in the Valley were watching them, rooting for one or the
other.
“Tell me.” Wolf breathed. “What made you come in search of me?”
Wolf cracked his staff against Red’s.
“Our families were waiting for us.”
“What about the Army?”
“Once I had my own mind again, I knew the right way to go.” Red
Wolf supplied. His eyes glowed red from their usual black. “Need I say
more?”
Wolf shook his head, finally noticing the crowd. He put the thought
of taking Red aside to the back of his head, focusing his attention on the
crowd. “Kind Companions of the Canine Valley. I, Sire Wolfton Stargazer,
with the acceptance and help of Lord Guardian and Young Guardian,
hereby announce tryouts for the Canine Army. Page Red Wolf Moondancer
and I will judge who is worthy to join, and who is fit to fight another way.”
“What will we be fighting, Sire?” Came a question from a beagle pup
in front. He looked strong in mind, but not in body.
Wolf went up to him. “What is your name boy?”
“Ronan Brownpatches, Sire.”
“We fight whatever enters this world with the purpose of destroying
it rather than enjoying it.” Wolf told him. He looked up again to the crowd.
“We fight anything that threatens the Dream Realm. Anything unworthy or
unbecoming of a Creature or Companion.”
“How will we know what it is?” Peeped a voice beside the young
Ronan. This one was female, the voice coming from a pretty foxhound with
a sliced ear.
Wolf addressed her. Before he could ask her name or answer her
question, she curtseyed to him. “The name is Nicola HeartLily, Sire. My
friends call me Nicky.”
“Nicky?”
She pointed to her ear.
“Oh, right. The nick in your ear.” Wolf supplied. “You will know, once
you are trained correctly. Is it my understanding most of your parents
either died or disappeared in the Wars for Power?”
“Aye, Sire.” The crowd chorused.
“Is it also my understanding you all wish to join the Canine Army?”
“Aye, Sire!” Came the unanimous response.
“If I may speak, Sire.” Red Wolf spoke up.
“Certainly.”
“Most of them are mere children.” Red Wolf announced, stepping up
to Wolf. “We must ask their Packs’ permission.”
“Nonsense.” Wolf said. “We were mere children when we were
nabbed for the Warrior Army.”
“We had no choice.” Red Wolf pointed out.
“You were a Warrior?” A deep voice called from the back of the
crowd. Canines stepped aside to let him through. It was a rather large
bulldog, or at least, a young pup version of a bulldog. Judging by his
clothing and the way Companions acted toward him, Wolf could tell this
one was bad news.
“One in every bunch, I suppose.” Wolf sighed to himself. “Address
me correctly, Canine!”
“I address no Dominionites!” The Companion folded his arms and
stood in front of Wolf. “Dominionite Warriors killed my family.”
Wolf and Red exchanged smiles. Wolf shook his head. “Have you
learned nothing in your short life, pup?”
“I learn what I live.” The pup announced in a strong London tone. “I
live in the gutter an’ learn from the seat of me bum. An’ all because of the
Warriors.”
“We are Warriors no more.” Red Wolf supplied. “Those who were
kind-hearted, like Sire Wolf and myself, were spared. Your Sire was one of
many to destroy the Dominion Wall.”
The pup was speechless. “You lie!”
“Do you not know who I am?”
The pup stared at him, waiting.
“Go ahead, Sire. Tell the pup and get this charade over with.” Red
Wolf whispered.
“I am the Companion Crusader Wolfton Stargazer, Sire of Stargazer
Castle and the entire Canine Valley.” Wolf rattled. “I have fought with the
Crusaders, Young Guardian, Protector Derrick, Shadow, the Grand Magus,
Over-Seer Aaron, Panther Grey, my wife and your Lady Katherine Hawk,
the Lady of the Feline Village Kitten’s Claw Hawk, Sire of the Feline
Village Tobias White-Snow, Sister Shannon and Protector Nick. I helped
Exile the Master, Maiden and the Merchant; all of whom had every
Companion’s powers in their command while we were on their side. Once
the Wars ended, we regained our Companion powers. Some went with the
Master to the Unknown Realm while others stayed behind to begin new
lives. Those behind banded together to destroy the Dominion Wall, so no
other would wish to rule the Dominion.”
“What was left behind?”
“A cloud of grey dust stretched the old Dominion as far as the eye
could see. It was almost barren, until an old Wizard Originator reclaimed
his place beside his true love.”
“Those are lies told to children.”
“Shut up, Mimsy!”
“I will not!” The hound named Mimsy stood up. “How do we know
you are not making this up?”
“I have been places you have only feared!” Wolf howled at her.
“Enough insolence! Return to your homes if you do not believe me! Return
to your lives, your perfect homes in this Canine Valley, but live in fear, for
peace is only temporary. Only when we unite in harmony will peace
remain constant.”
The crowd drew silent, dispersing in fear of their Sire. Wolf was
exasperated, turning his back in order to not see what his temper was
doing to his people. Red Wolf gathered the practice gear and walked
behind him to Stargazer Castle.
“Spoken like a true leader.”
Wolf stopped in his tracks, not turning around. He knew the voice,
and he knew it well. “Go to the Castle ahead of me. Tell the Lady I will be
there shortly.”
Red Wolf nodded, heading to the Castle. Wolf stood in his spot,
staring at the ground.
“You heard that tyranny?”
“Aye. Every word.” The speaker pressed softly. “I misjudged you in
the Underground, my son.” The Elder Sheldon Stargazer placed a hand on
his son’s shoulder. Wolf shrugged it off. “I had been led to believe you
were lost to the cause.”
Wolf’s ears perked. “What cause?”
“The cause of good. Our Lord Guardian’s side.” Sheldon explained.
Wolf turned and met his father’s dark eyes. “I have never known
such blatant lies.”
“I knew you were good, Wolfton. I saw it in you.” Sheldon explained.
“Is that why you let the Merchant snatch me from your side?” Wolf
growled. “Because you saw the good in me?”
“You know we had no choice.” Sheldon responded. “Besides, that is
not why I am here.”
“Why do you darken my doorstep, Papa?” Wolf snapped.
“What happened to Pérat?” Sheldon tried with a grin. When he
received a glare and a low growl in return, he shook his head. “You must
calm your temper, Donar. the Wolf Magic in you is finally coming out. It will
consume if you are not careful.”
“I have no Wolf Magic. Only that of this Amulet.”
“What do you think powers that amulet?” Sheldon asked. “It cannot
run on its own.”
“The Mistress Sisters gave it to us.”
“When you became Earthbound; Aye, I have heard the story many
times.” Sheldon supplied. “I was wondering, Wolfton. Are the rumors of
your marriage to the Master’s niece true?”
“Katherine could not choose her family, just as any of us.” Wolf
said. “Katherine Hawk has always been the gentlest, most astonishing
female I have ever met, excluding Young Guardian of course.”
Sheldon laughed. “Of course. I do not know her as well as you, but
Young Guardian seems suited to her role. Tell me more about your bride,
and your daughter.”
Wolfton Stargazer grinned. Any and all anger he may have had
simply disappeared from the mere mention of his small, but proud family.
They were on their way to Stargazer Castle, swapping stories when
a dark cloud flew overhead. They looked up to see the cloud coming closer
to them. Wolf sprung into attack position, covering his father should the
cloud, or whatever it was, hit him. Both Stargazers watched as the cloud
lowered to the ground. It was no longer a cloud, but a shimmering black
blob. Neither could understand it.
“Reveal yourself immediately, stranger!” Wolf cried. “You are on
Province ground!”
The cloud-blob stopped shimmering. Carefully, it removed the hood
of its cloak, showing a face. “I know that, you stupid pooch!”
It was Shane “Shadow” Morehouse.
“Young Shadow!” Sheldon cried. “You have grown!”
“Sorry to do this to you, Sir Sheldon, but I need to steal him away
for a bit.” Shadow announced. “If you don’t mind, that is.”
“Certainly. Go right ahead.” Sheldon nodded. “I will wait at the
Castle for you.”
“Tell Katherine who I am with.”
With another nod, Sheldon Stargazer, father to the Sire Wolfton,
shifted to his full wolf form. He loped off into the Wood that surrounded
the Castle and disappeared.
“What is the matter, and why are you wearing those clothes?”
“You’ll never guess.” Shadow told him what happened with the
Apprentice. He concluded with, “What do you know about the new evils in
this world?”
“That is just it, Shadow.” Wolf announced. “I know nothing. What I
do know is not worth a cent to my own people.”
Shadow was confused, so Wolf told him what happened.
“There may be a way we can figure this out.” Shadow supplied. “Let
me do what the Apprentice wants me to do. We’ll go from there; got it?”
Wolf nodded. “Got it, but you still did not tell me why you wear
those clothes.”
Shadow shrugged. “Every hero has a costume, right? I guess this is
mine.” He remarked. “See you later, Wolf.”
“Return quickly!”
Before he could say any more, Shadow had taken flight and
disappeared.
III
Derrick searched the entire Dream Realm for his wife, but couldn’t
find her. He asked numerous Companions if they’d seen her around, but
they haven’t either. That wasn’t the strange part. They called him
Protector.
Since receiving the Protector’s Pendant from Shannon, he was used
to being called Protector Derrick, but this time, it was different. It was if he
had Protector as a title, just as Ariana was the Young Guardian. Did he
have any right to demand respect from Lord Guardian’s followers? After
all, he was just Ariana’s Earthly Protector. There wasn’t anything special
about him besides that.
“Companion, have you seen Young Guardian around?” He asked a
leopard Companion.
“Nay, Protector.” The leopard supplied. His eyes widened when they
met Derrick’s necklace. “Definite trouble somewhere, Protector. Your
Pendant is glowing gold!”
Derrick took it in his hand. “Gold?”
“Go swiftly to Lord Guardian’s Castle. I will warn the others.” The
leopard Companion announced before pouncing away in fear.
Derrick was left scratching his head, confused why his Protector’s
Pendant was glowing the distinct color of gold.
Before he could go anywhere, he disappeared, waking to the alarm
clock beside the bed.
It was time for him to wake up and get ready for work. Ariana was
sleeping beside him, eyes moving rapidly underneath the sockets. She
was safe, at least. That was a good thing.
He decided to let Shane drive this time. There was too much on his
mind. Halfway through the day, the boys went to lunch. Derrick still
wasn’t talking, not even to discuss a case they were working on at the
moment.
Shane noticed his silence, and didn’t like it one bit. He watched as
his partner played with the Pendant around his neck, deep in his own
thoughts to notice Shane staring at him.
“Something’s going on and I want to know.” Shane demanded in
his best “Shadow” tone. Usually, that tone made any man stand at
attention and do what Shane told him, but this time, it was a no-go.
“Derrick!” Shane cried, slapping at his hand.
Derrick looked up at him, circles under his eyes. “Sorry, Shane.
What’s up?”
“That’s what I’d like to know.”
After a moment’s hesitation, Derrick told him. “I had a strange
dream last night.”
“A dream-dream or a Dream Realm dream?”
“Definitely Dream Realm.” Derrick told him what happened, to
which Shane was the silent one. “What do you think?”
Shane took his own Pendant into his hands. “It’s time to become
the Protector and the Shadow.”
Derrick was confused.
“Your dream is proof, Reading!” Shane remarked in his “Shadow”
tone. This time, it got Derrick’s full attention. “Silver Magic coming from
Ariana, a golden glow coming from your Pendant. Clues, Detective.”
“Clues to what?”
“The leopard Companion told you something was going to happen.”
Shane supplied. “I’d listen to the kit if I were you.”
“Go to Lord Guardian.” Derrick replied. “What’s he gonna do?”
“Send you to the Apprentice.” Shane said. “Or rather, send us. You
see, we were supposed to see him the night we received the Pendants,
but we didn’t. We were too busy with our own lives; not to mention you
and Ariana were still on the Crusader Project.”
“Oh. That doesn’t explain why I couldn’t find her.” Derrick replied.
“She wasn’t patrolling.”
“Was she there when you woke up?”
“Of course, only her Amulet was glowing.”
This got Shadow’s attention. “What color?”
“Silver, I think.”
After a moment, Shadow pounded his hand on the desk. “That’s
it!”
“What’s it?”
“In the Pagan traditions, they believe in both a Goddess and a
God.” Shane began, barely looking at his partner Derrick.
“So?”
“They say silver is the color of the Goddess, and gold is for the
God.” Shane supplied. “It means great magic. In fact, I’ve seen it used
before.”
“Sure you have. When the Djinn attacked me.”
Shane shook his head. “No. Long before that.” He remarked.
“Remind yourself I was there in the Wars for Power. I was there to fight
the Dominionites with the Ancient Mystic Army. I was a Dream Realm
Crusader before you. I was there when Mick McNathaniels died in the
Dream Realm. I was there when Sabrina placed a spell on Nick to make
him think he killed his own father. I was there.”
“So you were there, so what? What does that have to do with
Ariana and this new Silver Magic?”
“Everything, if you listen.” Shadow commanded. “Dixilynne Ryan,
the System’s boss during the Wars, used it against the Master. She
claimed it was the darker side of her Magic working in her favor. I don’t
think Ariana realized that when she exorcized the Djinn demon from you.
She thought she did it with her own Ancient Mystic Magic.”
“How did Dixilynne use the Silver Magic?”
“I was wounded badly by a shot of Dominionite Magic during the
battle.” Shane explained. “She used that to save me from insanity.”
“How was she after the battle?”
“Sore, and sick for nearly a month.” Shane supplied. “She was out
of sorts for two months after she was well again.”
“Come to think of it, Ariana’s been out of sorts since she came
back from the hospital.”
“How so?”
“Let’s just say I feel I have our new live-in housekeeper as a wife.”
Derrick remarked. “I spend more time with Juliet than I do Ariana, and
it’s bugging me to bits.”
“Hang on, Protector. We’ve got a job to do.”
“I’m almost afraid to ask.”
“The Apprentice wants to see all four of us.” Shane explained.
“There’s something going on in the Canine Valley. Wolf told me so
himself. Whatever it is made Ariana the way she is.”
“I don’t get it.”
“You never get it.” Shane joked. “Do as the leopard kit says. See
Lord Guardian. He’ll show you where to find the Apprentice.”
“What about you?”
“I’ll be there.” Shane remarked. “Trust me.”
That night, before Young Guardian could patrol, Derrick took her
with him to the Ancient Mystic Palace. She didn’t exactly like the idea of
being bossed around by her husband, but what could she do? Derrick
nearly took her, kicking and screaming. Companions that hung in the
nearby wood stared at her theatrics, wondering what the Protector was
doing with her.
“It’s okay, Companions.” Derrick supplied as he kept a firm hand on
her arm. “It’s for her own good.”
Once they entered the Palace, Ariana couldn’t keep her silence. She
disappeared from his grasp, only to reappear a few feet away from him.
“For my own good, huh?” Ariana asked furiously. “What is the
meaning of this, Derrick James? You, of all people to take me from my
patrols. You – ”
“The man who married you. The man who happens to love you.”
“So what? That doesn’t mean you have to take me from my duties!”
Ariana screamed. “First O’Dell and Enchantra, and now you! What is the
big deal? Are you guys trying to piss me off?”
“Lately, that seems almost too easy.” Derrick remarked. “Listen to
us. I’m sure Lord Guardian had a perfectly good explanation for doing it.
In fact, so do I.”
“Tell me already!” Ariana demanded. “Dare keep me in suspense!”
Derrick folded his arms, silently telling her how her attitude would
get her nowhere.
“Don’t look at me like that, Derrick.” Ariana cried. “It won’t work.”
“Will it?”
“No! I won’t be anybody’s plaything, and that’s final.”
“Who said we were playing with you?” Derrick asked.
“No one said it. I feel it.” She remarked. “I feel I’m being pressured
and pulled this way and that. Frankly, I’m tired if it!”
Derrick unfolded his arms and stared her down. “Think of how we
feel about your behavior. Something affected you while you were bringing
the Elder Companions from the Underground. Something so fierce, it has
our own friend Wolf worried.”
Ariana’s face softened at the sound of her Companion friend’s
name. She turned away from her husband, closing her eyes. Derrick could
only watch as a wind of her own Magic whirled around her, changing her
clothing to those resembling breeches and a long tunic. A brown leather
cloak covered her back, the hood of it sitting on her shoulders.
He felt his own Pendant glowing. Putting a hand on it, he watched
himself change clothing as well. A golden wind swept around him,
rendering him speechless. The wind moved from head to toe. When it
disappeared back into the Pendant, the necklace itself stopped glowing.
He looked down at his body. On his feet were black leather boots, similar
he’d seen in movies set in the middle ages. He wore black hose under a
black pair of long breeches. There was a gold stripe along each leg of his
breeches.
At his waist he wore a girdle, which held a sword sheath, complete
with black-handled sword. Derrick took the sword out to admire it. There
was an opalescent jewel in the pommel, the blade was arm’s length. It
seemed to fit him perfectly. He sheathed the sword only to glance at his
top-dress.
Upon his chest he wore ring-mail. Underneath, he wore a white
under tunic. On his arms were battle armor that matched his ring-mail. His
Pendant hung lifeless around his neck, mocking him.
To break the silence, O’Dell and Enchantra came in the room.
“Congratulations, Protector.” O’Dell replied proudly. “You have
earned your title.”
Derrick looked up at O’Dell, bowing to him. “How? What is going on,
my Lord?”
“You knew enough to bring Young Guardian here.” Enchantra
smiled.
Ariana still stood silent, ringlets of red-blond hair shimmering. She
faced no one, unable to move.
“What have I done?” Derrick felt awful. “I shouldn’t have shouted at
her like that. I only wanted her to see what she was doing to herself.”
“You did the right thing, Protector.” O’Dell remarked. “You made her
see the truth. That is why she is dressed the way she is.”
“You see, that is her Fighter’s Gear.” Enchantra remarked. “She is
known through-out this world in it.”
“What about me?”
“I must say, I am impressed.” O’Dell supplied. “You thought of
yourself her protector, so you became one. Now, you are the Protector.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means you are the only man strong enough to handle her.”
Enchantra supplied. “You saw for yourself she is no longer helpless.”
“I never thought she was.” Derrick remarked. He surveyed his
clothing once again. “But this?”
“Consider that a gift from us.” O’Dell supplied. “Now that you know
about the Gold Magic, see the Apprentice. He will show you how to use it.”
“How do I find the Apprentice?”
“The same place you will find the Grand Shamus.”
“Who’s that?”
“The woman who will teach Young Guardian how to use the Silver
Magic properly.” Enchantra replied.
Derrick’s head was spinning, so he held it.
“We know this is hard for you, but you must do it.”
Derrick looked from his wife to Lord Guardian. “I know, my Lord.
For the sake of this world, I’ll do anything.”
Enchantra saw his short glance. “She will be fine. Take her. Hold
her. Love her. She needs you more than we do right now.”
Derrick walked over to Ariana, placing a hand on her shoulder. He
could hear her silenced sobs. He embraced her from behind and kissed
her neck. He whispered in her ear, holding her tight. “Ariana . . .”
She moved. Turning, she wrapped her arms around his neck and
kissed him hard on the lips. He could taste her salty tears.
“Derrick, I’m so sorry.” She whispered once the kiss was over. “I
treated you like dirt.”
“Shh.” Derrick placed a finger on her lips. “It’s okay. We’ve got work
to do, Young Guardian. You’ve got to learn the Silver Magic and I have to
learn how to be the Protector.”
They met eyes. He noticed hers were silver-blue once again, and he
was happy. His wife and love was back.
“The Protector and the Young Guardian.” Ariana replied softly. “I
like the sound of that.”
After they kissed again, Ariana turned to O’Dell, kneeling at his feet.
“I apologize for my blatant disrespect for you. I knew better, but did it
anyway. Please say you forgive me, my Lord Guardian.”
Even Derrick anticipated O’Dell’s answer.
“I forgive you.” O’Dell supplied.
She stood and nodded. “Thank you, my Lord.”
“Call me O’Dell.” He winked, making her smile. “Now, off to see the
Apprentice and the Grand Shamus.”
“Where do we find them?” Derrick asked.
Enchantra looked to O’Dell. “May I, just this once?”
“They have to learn...”
She placed a hand on his cheek, which became beet red at her
touch. “O’Dell...”
Ariana and Derrick held their laughs inside.
“On with it, Enchantra. Time is wasting.” O’Dell’s silver eyes glared
at her.
She kissed his lips and turned to the couple. Enchantra held her
arms out and began to chant.
When they appeared again, Derrick and Ariana held hands. They
saw a forest in front of them.
“Clever.” Derrick remarked.
“What’s that?”
“Not only did Enchantra cast a spell, she also gave us directions.”
Ariana grinned. “Clever indeed. Let’s go.”
Following the spell’s directions, they followed the darkness that
surrounded them in the woods. Lit by a single oil lamp on a hand-crank,
they saw the Wishing Well.
“Shall we make a wish?” Derrick asked with a smile.
“Nah, you never know. It might not come true.”
“Yet again, it might. Right?”
Ariana rolled her eyes. “Come on, Protector. We’ve got work to do,
remember?”
Derrick laughed at his wife. “That’s my Young Guardian.”
“Enough.” Ariana laughed back. She happened to glance at the
glowing necklace. It made enough of a light for her to see what he was
wearing. “What are you wearing?”
“Weren’t you listening back there?”
Ariana shook her head. “Too much in my own thoughts, I suppose.
Tell me.”
“This is my Protector’s uniform.” Derrick said. “I’ll be known as the
Protector in it.”
“Like me with my Fighter’s Gear?”
“Just like you, but I’m your Protector.”
“Are you sure you’re just mine? I mean, if they call you the Protector
now, don’t you have other people to protect?”
“Point taken.” Derrick remarked. “I wonder if that’s what Shadow
meant.”
“Shadow? What does he have to do with anything?”
“He’s the one who told me to take you to Lord Guardian.” Derrick
supplied. “He’s also the one to tell me Wolf senses something in the
Canine Valley.”
Ariana held his hand tighter. “Yipes.” She said softly. “Uh, Derrick?”
“Yeah?”
“What would you say if I may have had something to do with it?”
“May have?”
“I don’t know, exactly.” Ariana said. “All I know is when we brought
the Elders back, I sensed something in the Canine Wood.”
“You didn’t tell me that part.”
“I didn’t want you worried.” Ariana replied. “Anyway, it turned Wolf
against himself, and I believe it turned me against everybody around me.
It’s the Black-as-Night Crystal all over again.”
“Don’t say that, Love.” Derrick wrapped an arm around her without
tangling the sword and her short-sword together. “I know what you’re
thinking. You’re thinking you’re turning evil, like Sabrina and Damian. I
happen to know differently. If you were evil, would you want to tame the
new Silver Magic?”
Ariana looked up at him and smiled. “Point taken.”
He kissed her cheek. “Maybe I’m supposed to Protect the
Dreamers?”
“That’s my job, in a way.”
“You could always need help, right?”
“I guess so.” Ariana cleared her throat, breaking from his embrace.
“Look over there. Is that the same beam of light as in Enchantra’s spell?”
“Let’s find out.” Derrick supplied, directly behind her.
She ran toward the light, meeting with a woman she’d seen in the
Outer Realm. Or, at least a woman identical to Dorianne Jacobs. Ariana
wasn’t afraid to walk directly up to them.
“Are you the Grand Shamus or the Apprentice?”
An elder man came out of the shadows in a long, black wizard-like
robes. He tipped his wizard’s hat and bowed to Ariana, smiling. “I am the
Apprentice. Are you the Young Guardian or the Grand Magus?”
“Young Guardian. Apprentice, what is this all about?” Ariana asked
in her Young Guardian’s tone.
“We must wait, my dear.” The woman who looked like Dorianne told
the Apprentice. She caught Ariana’s glare. “To see you for the first time. I
knew you would turn out this way, did I not?”
Ariana didn’t know what to say. “You look like...”
“Dorianne Jacobs? Yes, I’ve been told.” The woman remarked. “I am
the Grand Shamus. One of the greatest private detectives that had ever
lived. Since I was born here, I returned here upon my death.”
“Are you...?” Derrick couldn’t help asking.
“Am I what?” The Grand Shamus supplied.
“I don’t know how to ask this, but are you. . .”
Before he could finish his sentence, Derrick heard Shadow’s voice
behind him. He turned and smiled at his partner-brother-friend.
“Derrick Reading, meet Dixilynne Ryan.” Shadow came up to the
group. “She is the Grand Shamus.”
“I told them that, Shadow.” Dixilynne remarked with a grin, hugging
him. “I taught this man everything he knows about detecting.”
“Ah, but I am the one who married your granddaughter.” Shadow
supplied. “Without which there would be no Grand Magus.”
“I earned that title on my own and you know it, Shane.” Luna’s
voice came from behind him. “Well Gramma Dixie, we’re here. Now what?”
“Come girls. The gentlemen need to learn from the Apprentice.”
“If you’re Luna’s grandmother, you’re mine, too.” Ariana whispered.
“Wow, I’m related to the Grand Shamus.”
“It’s no big deal.”
“It is a big deal my dear.” Dixilynne announced. “Can you guess the
Apprentice’s true identity, Young Guardian? Think of the line and you will
see.”
“Okay, Luna and I are Susan Woods’ daughters. You’re Susan’s
mother, our grandmother. Am I getting close?” Ariana asked.
“Getting there.” Dixilynne prodded, smiling. “Based on the records I
left behind at the System, who is the Apprentice?”
Ariana shook her head. “I never read any records.”
“I bet you had visions of the County.” Dixilynne supplied.
“Come on, sister, think! We were going over baby names and you
decided on this one.”
“Theodore.” Ariana’s hand went to her wrist and to the scar made
by the Musketeers those many years ago. “Theodore Ryan. The name I
saw on a cement block of the System. It said Theodore Ryan’s family
bought the Shore Point University building when the school was shut
down. His wife Dixilynne, you, dedicated it to him, since he was lost
during renovations.”
“If I am his wife, he is my husband.” Dixilynne announced. “The
Apprentice is none other than your grandfather Theodore Ryan.”
“I never knew.” Ariana said. “Then again, we don’t know much
about you two.”
“I do.” Luna remarked. “All you had to do was ask.”
Ariana rolled her eyes as Dixilynne escorted them away.
During their conversation, Derrick, Shadow and the Apprentice were
listening in. When the women left, the Apprentice rubbed his hands
together.
“I see you’ve earned your title as well, Protector.” He supplied. “My
congratulations.”
“Thanks, but aren’t we here for a reason?” Derrick asked.
“To the point. That’s what Shannon likes about you.”
“Shannon knows you, too?”
“Of course. I’m her Uncle, aren’t I?” The Apprentice responded. “Now
then. The Protector’s Pendants carry certain Magic of their own that accent
those of the Ancient Mystics.”
“What kind of Magic?”
“A type of golden, protector-like Magic.” The Apprentice announced.
He turned to Shane. “Do you still have your Dream Locket?”
Shadow nodded.
“Good. Give it to me, along with your Pendant.”
Confused, he obeyed. “What are you going to do with them?”
The Apprentice nodded. “You’ll see. And you, Derrick. Hand it over.”
His hands went to his Pendant.
“Relax, my boy. I’m only going to place a spell over it.”
“What kind of spell?” Derrick asked as he took it off.
“Dream Locket, too.” He instructed. Derrick took his Locket off as
well, handing both to the Apprentice. “A spell that will help you learn the
Protector’s Golden Magic.” The Apprentice took all four necklaces and
hovered them in the air.
He chanted in some unknown language Derrick guessed was the
Ancient Mystic, making the necklaces glow brightly. The combined golden
glow was blinding, but the boys couldn’t look away. The golden glow
separated to two different glowing balls of light. Each of their two original
necklaces merged in midair to make one Pendant-Locket. The Apprentice
held out his hands, each new necklace brought to one of them. Derrick’s
on the right and Shadow’s on the left. The boys took them in their own
hands and looked at them.
“What did you do to them?”
“Combined them.” The Apprentice replied. “Go ahead, put them on. I
want to see if the spell worked.”
Derrick and Shadow looked at each other. “Together.”
“On three.” Shadow said.
On the count of three, they put their new necklaces over their heads
at the same time. The Apprentice watched in amazement and joy as their
bodies nearly glowed Gold. The golden wind from the new Pendants
circled around the Shadow and the Protector. Judging by the scared but
awed looks on their faces, it was plain to see they were pleased.
“How do you feel?”
“Refreshed.” Derrick supplied.
“Re-energized.” Shadow said. “Are they linked?”
“To each other, no. To your loves, yes. To whatever powers you may
have had before, yes.” The Apprentice said. “They work in just the same
way as the Pendants and the Lockets did, only better. Instead of two
separate charms, they are one.”
“Wicked.” Derrick said, awed.
“My sediments exactly.” The Apprentice laughed. “You have the
magic. Now, you must learn how to use it.”
With that, he took them away to learn until morning.
Ariana was allowed to return to her patrols once she learned the
proper basic uses of the Silver Magic. She learned that type of Magic was
dangerous if not controlled. She also learned she used the Silver Magic to
exorcize the Djinn from Derrick’s body.
Young Guardian had other matters to attend to. Such as, what was
going on in the Canine Valley, and why hadn’t Wolf told her everything he
knew about it? He obviously knew something was wrong; his behavior
was stranger than hers. He wanted to unite the Valley in their own Canine
Army. Well, she was going to find out.
She flew through the clouds so fast, she almost missed Stargazer
Castle. When she touched down, she saw Katherine and Wolf sitting on
the yard swing that hung from a giant branch of a tree. Celine was there
too, and she’s the one who noticed Ariana first.
“Young Guardian! Come see my new brothers!”
As she said this, Ariana touched down. She met eyes with Wolf,
who growled, stood and loped away. She ignored him for the moment,
concentrating now on Katherine’s new sons. Ariana sat in Wolf’s
abandoned spot, watching as the pup-kits played with Katherine’s
necklace.
“Are they not adorable?”
“Of course they are, Katherine.” Ariana smiled, ruffling Celine’s hair.
Celine was standing over them, grinning proudly. “What did you name
them?”
“The pup-kit with dark tufts on his tail is Raulf.” Ariana looked and
saw the pup-kit’s tail. Sure enough, there were dark tufts of fur covering it.
“The other is his twin, Lovell. Can you sense the kindness in this one?”
Ariana placed her hands on the tiny Lovell. His eyes were brighter
than his brothers. More of a blue than the usual grey of a wolf’s. Lovell’s
tiny eyes followed her, his hands touched hers. To her surprise and
Katherine’s, he tried to howl.
Katherine laughed. “Pups, meet your Young Guardian.”
“She is the greatest friend!” Celine put in. Raulf was grasping his
sister’s finger. When his brother howled, he did, too. Only, his was lower
in baritone than Lovell’s.
“Congratulations, Kat.” Ariana stood upright.
“You are not leaving already? You just got here!” Celine took
Ariana’s hand.
“Now, Celine, she has her duties, remember?”
“Aye, Mama.” Celine was crushed.
“I did come here for a reason.” Ariana said. “How are things,
besides the pup-kits?”
Katherine didn’t look at her Young Guardian friend. “To be expected,
I guess. All is well with the Valley. The Canine Army has begun, and Wolf
takes Red with him to teach the pups how to fight.”
“What about Wolf himself? And you?” Ariana asked. “Anything
strange happening since the Elders returned?”
“Papa hardly ever comes home anymore.” Celine remarked sadly.
“Please, make him come home. Make him not be so mad.”
“Mad? What are you talking about?”
“Ariana, he is angry with you.” Katherine announced softly, rocking
the pup-kits back to sleep. She finally looked up at her friend. “What
happened between you?”
“Whatever did, it’s hurting me, too.” Ariana supplied. She told her
feline friend what happened. “I think he’s mad at me because I had to tell
Max the truth.”
“Now, you just told me. What went wrong in the Wood?”
“That’s what I’m here to find out.” Ariana grinned when she
changed her form to her own she-wolf. “If you excuse me, I’m to find your
husband.”
It didn’t take long for her to find Wolf. He was in the Valley’s
practice fields, sparring with Red Wolf Moondancer. She shifted her form
once again, catching Red Wolf’s attention.
“Page Red Wolf, I need a word with your Knight-Master.”
“Certainly, Young Guardian.”
“No, Red. Stay.” Wolf turned to face her, leaving Red Wolf staring at
the two of them. “Whatever she has to say to me can be said to you.”
“This is a private matter, Wolf. Between us only.” Ariana and Wolf
stood eye to eye. “Page Chikité ‘Red Wolf’ Moondancer, take your leave.”
Red Wolf was confused.
“Do you listen to her or to me?”
“I listen to her before you, Sire.” Red Wolf squeaked. “She is Lord
Guardian’s successor.”
“You think I do not know that!” Wolf yelled at his Page.
“That’s enough, Wolfton Stargazer.” Ariana cried in his face. “Don’t
make me pull rank, Companion.”
Wolf growled under his breath, but she wasn’t about to be
intimidated by him now, or ever. “Very well. Leave, Red Wolf.”
Behind him, Red Wolf nodded. “Aye, Sire.”
As soon as he was gone, Wolf had a few more words for her.
“How dare you? In my own Valley!”
“Don’t do this, Wolf.” Ariana supplied. “Why are you mad at me?”
“For undermining my authority.”
“Big words for such a little pup.”
“Little pup?” Wolf was getting madder by the moment.
“Yes, little pup.” Ariana mocked. “Listen here and listen good.
Something happened to both of us when we were bringing the Elders
home. In order to find out what that is, I need to know more about this evil
presence you sense so madly.”
Wolf finally broke eye contact. “I do not know.”
“You’re the one who brought it up to Max.”
“And you are the one who told Max something I told you in
confidence.” Wolf barked back. “I knew I should not have told you.”
“If it involves this world, I have to know.” Ariana remarked. “Would
you rather have Lord Guardian on your butts about this?”
“Not until it is dually necessary.” Wolf supplied. “I have told Shadow
all I know of this...thing. The evil presence that nearly took me.”
“It didn’t take you, and it didn’t take me.” Ariana said. “Don’t you
see? Whatever that was that got us was something small. We were strong
enough in mind and body to fight it and win.” When he didn’t answer right
away, her voice grew soft. “I’m sorry I told Max, but I had to. It’s part of
being Young Guardian. I don’t want to fight against you, Wolf. You’re my
friend, not my enemy. I want to work with you against this. Please, say
you forgive me. If you won’t, I don’t think I’ll be able to –”
“Young Guardian!” Wolf cried.
She was silenced. To her surprise, he smiled.
“Ariana, I forgive you.”
Ariana laughed, hugging him. “About time. I was running out of
words to tell you how sorry I am.”
“It is done.” Wolf supplied. “Leave it be.”
“Sorry, but I’m not finished with you, yet.”
“What do you mean?”
They began to walk back to the Castle.
“I want to know what you told Shadow.”
“Certainly. Nothing.”
“Nothing.” Ariana stopped and scratched her head. “I don’t get it.”
“I do not know anything about whatever it is, so kindly drop it.”
Ariana shrugged. “You know my detective’s instincts better than
that.” She supplied. “I can’t give up until I’ve explored every option, every
angle, every nook and cranny.”
Wolf sighed.
“Let’s start at the beginning, instead of the middle.” Ariana replied.
“When did you first notice this presence?”
“I sensed it for months.” Wolf said.
“Where?”
“In the Canine Wood, between the Wood and the Perilous Forest.”
“Show me.”
“Are you crazy? What if it effects us again?”
Ariana grasped at her Dream Amulet pin on her cloak. “It won’t. I’ve
got the Silver Magic under control.”
Wolf continued to stare at her as if she were nuts. “One lesson and
you think you know it all.”
“I’m a quick learner.” Ariana replied. They walked ahead. “It’s mine
to learn, right? In my own way?”
“I guess so.”
“So, show me where you sensed it first.”
Wolf stopped and growled softly. “Very well. We must tell Katherine
where we are headed.”
“Of course.”
After they did that, they were on their way.
Story #2:
Princess of the Shady Kingdom
When they woke up, it was just another day for Shane Morehouse
and his wife Aluna. It started out the same way as it usually did. Luna
made breakfast, sending Caleb and Meredith on the school bus when
they were ready. Shane kissed his wife goodbye as he drove himself and
Derrick to work. Luna fed Logan, checking on her sister across the
street. With Derrick and her four children gone, Ariana was left with
Juliet and her new son, Theodore. They chatted and played with the boys
until it was time for the babies naps. All seemed pretty normal until the
younger children came home from school.
Luna was home to greet her two children off the bus. Only, they
weren’t alone. There were three other children with them. One girl looked
about twelve while the other looked nine. The boy looked a lot like her
son Caleb. The girls had curly brown hair pulled up into perfect ponytails
while the boy’s was perfectly combed. Luna remembered their names.
The twelve-year-old was Amanda, the other girl was Celine and the boy’s
name was Dwight. She also remembered their last names were the same
as her own. Morehouse.
“I told them they could stay.” Caleb remarked. “Can they?”
“Only until your father gets home.” Luna shooed them to the
backyard, taking her oldest son aside. “Caleb, I want you to promise me.”
“I know, Mom. No funny business.” Caleb said. “I’ll watch
Meredith, too.”
“Stay where I can see you, okay son?”
Caleb smiled. “Okay, Mom. Can I go play with them now?”
Luna nodded. “Go.”
She watched Caleb race off to meet his friends in the backyard
castle. It wasn’t long before somebody screamed. By that time, Shane
had returned home, racing out with his wife to see what happened.
They saw something they shouldn’t have. Dwight was pointing at
Logan, screaming. They were playing in the sandbox.
“What happened?”
“Mrs. Morehouse, Logan did something weird.” The younger girl
Celine replied.
“What did he do?” Luna held her chest, dreading the answer.
“He yelled ‘car’, pointing his arms in the air.” Celine demonstrated
by making a beckoning motion with her hands. “The car just swooped in
the air, and he caught it.”
“Is that so?” Luna didn’t know what to say to the other children.
She didn’t know whether to be mad or glad her youngest son’s powers
were awakening.
Did he have to do them in front of other children?
She scooped up Logan, who was smiling proudly, showing off his
car. “Car.”
“Yes, honey. That’s a car.” She told him, turning to the other
children. “Everyone in the house. I want one of you to call your parents
and tell them you’re on your way home.”
The children raced inside. As soon as they were out of sight, Shane
couldn’t keep silent any longer.
“So, what are we going to tell their parents?”
“Nothing.”
“What? Come on, Lu.”
“You wouldn’t believe a child’s word, would you?”
“Ours, yes. Others, I’m not so sure about.” Shane took Logan in
his arms. “What about him?”
“What do you mean, ‘what about him?’” Luna asked.
“How do you punish a toddler?”
“We’ll think of something. In the meantime, I believe he has his
strongest power.”
“Telekinesis? Tell me your kidding.”
Luna grinned, shaking her head. “They’re the ones that come out
first, remember Caleb’s?”
“Premonition.”
“And Meredith’s.”
“Like you, Clairvoyance. So, what are we going to do about him?”
“Silly, we’re gonna teach him.”
Shane groaned. “Great.”
They walked into the house to see the three other children
standing together.
“Mommy and Daddy want to invite you to our house for dinner.”
Amanda spoke up with a grin.
Luna and Shane exchanged glances.
“When you take us home, so no rush.” Amanda replied.
Luna had to laugh while Shane groaned.
II
III
In the Dream Realm that night, Luna was patrolling her own ground
as the Grand Magus. She spotted a strange girl snooping the Garden,
where the barrier separating the Province and the Dominion had once
stood.
The girl was dressed all in black. From leggings and boots to cloak
and long-tunic, the girl snuck around, not wanting anyone to notice her.
Luna shook her head as she came out of the shadows. “Now, what
would a girl like you be doing here? Snooping around where she doesn’t
belong?”
The girl froze, staring at Luna. “Young Guardian!”
Luna shook her head. “Close, but not close enough.” She took her
own cloak and bowed, tossing it behind her. “I am the Grand Magus. Who
are you?”
“What do you care?”
“I patrol the Dream Realm just as my sister does.” Luna remarked.
“I demand respect from all Creatures of the Realm, which I would guess
includes you.” She stepped up the girl, noticing at once who this had to be.
“Princess Tempest?”
“Aye, what of it?” Tempest huffed.
“What are you doing out of the Grey Area? Does Lord Max know
where you are?” Luna asked. “Does Queen Jezebel?”
Tempest continued to stare Luna down. “In that case, does
anybody?”
“Nay, nor will you tell them.” Tempest took out a wand and pointed
it at her. “Or I will curse you so bad you will not be able to see straight!”
Luna laughed, waving her arm in front of her. The wand went flying
out of Tempest’s hands and up into a tree. “You’ll curse me? With what? A
silly spell? Girl, there’s no spell I can’t block. No spell I can’t turn against
the caster.”
Tempest was scared. “Leave me alone!”
“You’re the one out on your own, not me.” Luna pointed out. “Why
are you here, anyway?” She saw the black bag on Tempest’s back and
surmised. “I see. You’re running away. Where did you plan on going?”
“Anywhere but the Shady Kingdom.”
“Why?”
“I hate it there!” Tempest cried. “They hate me! I do not belong there
with them.”
“Where do you think you belong?”
“With my real mother and father.” Tempest replied.
So she didn’t know. Luna thought to herself. “Did they happen to
tell you where you can find your real mother and father?”
Tempest shook her head.
“Have you any ideas where to look?”
The Princess shook her head again.
“That’s what I thought.” Luna stepped away from the girl. “The only
thing to do is send you back.”
“Back? Nay! I cannot go back!”
“Have you done something wrong?” Luna asked. “Don’t want to face
it?”
Tempest nodded her head. “I spied on Lord Max when he was
talking to Young Guardian and two Companion pups.”
“Which ones?”
“Sire Stargazer and Red Wolf Moondancer.” Tempest replied. “Said
they were going to start an Army, and Red Wolf needed permission to
leave the Grey Area.”
“Was he granted it?”
Tempest nodded. “Aye. He is now Sire Stargazer’s Page. Young
Guardian was to be in charge of it all.”
“Who else knows you were spying on them?” Luna asked.
“Queen Mother.” Tempest announced. “She sent me to my quarters,
where I packed a bag and left. I never want to go back.”
Luna thought it over while the girl stood there, staring. “I know
where you can find your mother.”
Tempest was aware in moments. “Where? Can you show me?”
“Not really, but I can send you there with my Magic.”
Tempest nodded ecstatically.
Shouldn’t be any harm in pointing her in the right direction, should
there? Luna mused with herself. “Very well. Stand back while I call the
spell.”
Ariana thought hard about that binding spell she put on Kelly. She
felt so bad about it, she confided to Wolf. “Do you think I was too hard on
her?”
Wolf shook his head. “Of course not. She did something wrong and
she has to pay the price. Tell me you have never punished her before?”
“I wouldn’t be lying.” Ariana said. “Oh Wolf, I feel so awful. I want
to take the Binding Spell off her and apologize.”
“She will never learn if you do not set boundaries for her.” Wolf
remarked. “How will she know the difference between right and wrong?”
“She’s never done this before.” Ariana said. “She was right. The
twins pulled the prank on Juliet. I shouldn’t have accused her and
punished her for something they did.”
“The deed is done.” Wolf remarked. “When her punishment is over,
talk to her. Make her understand it was for her own good.”
“She’s thirteen.” Ariana supplied. “She won’t see it that way.
Besides, she’s never done anything wrong before.”
Wolf laughed. “Nothing she was caught doing.”
Ariana broke away from his side without another word. Wolf
watched as she headed to a bush. Being safe, he brought his sword up.
Ariana heard it and turned, nodding. She followed suit.
“Look at the pommel.” Ariana whispered, showing him the jewel in
the pommel of her short-sword.
“Is your jewel not the opal?” Wolf asked. She nodded. “Why would it
be as black as an onyx?”
She shrugged. “Something’s fishy ‘round here.”
“What do you sense?”
Wolf watched as she threw her sword arm out, pointing the weapon
to the bush. “Reveal your secrets!”
There was a flash of light, blinding them for a moment. When they
were able to see, they didn’t like what was waiting for them. There was a
black cloud surrounding most of the bushes in the area.
“What is that?” Ariana asked, examining it closer.
Wolf held his sword at attention, cautiously making his way to her.
“I recognize this cloud. It is a Dark Mist. The Master used it against Lord
Guardian’s own Army during the Wars.”
“Did it work?”
“Against them, no.” Wolf smiled. “He tried casting a spell on the
feline Warriors, but it turned out all wrong.”
“I’ll bet.” Ariana grinned. “What else do you know about it?”
“The mist may have been called a Dark Mist, but the Province was
so full of goodness the mist did no damage.” Wolf laughed. “When the
Master found the Mist had faded into nothing, he was so mad, he could
not think straight! The spell played itself out, disappearing.”
“I guess that’s how we get rid of this one.” Ariana remarked.
“Spread the word. No Companion is allowed in the Wood until I give my
word.”
“Do not want anymore, uh, occurrences such as ours, do we?”
“Total and complete chaos.” Ariana said. “Come on, Sire. I’ve got
some time before I wake, and I’ve already patrolled. Let’s visit until then.”
“On one condition.” Wolf replied.
“What’s that?”
“We shift.”
“What about the gear?”
“Have you learned nothing? Send it to the Castle ahead of us.” Wolf
announced as he shifted. “Race you.”
Ariana quickly shifted, loping ahead of him to Stargazer Castle.
II
III
IV
Luna was tiring in the Abyss. She searched for hours but couldn’t
find the opening to the Unknown. She found the only thing that resembled
life in this desolate Realm. A rickety shack made of old wood. Just as she
raised her arm to knock on the door, she heard a booming voice.
Who dares disturb my rest?
“I am the Grand Magus, an Ancient Mystic of the Dream Realm.”
Luna supplied. “I can’t seem to find the doorway to the Unknown.”
Why would you wish to go there? A shadow in front of her
remarked. Its voice was neither male or female, but both.
“Please, Gatekeeper. Let me pass.” Luna replied. “I need to fetch a
soul that doesn’t belong there. I have to bring her back.”
Who did you send to the Unknown?
“Princess Tempest, of the Grey Area’s Shady Kingdom.”
The shadow moved, and a brush of air passed Luna’s left side.
You will find the entrance behind you. Go swiftly.
“How do I get back?”
That is your problem.
At that, the shadow disappeared.
“Thanks a lot, Gatekeeper.” Luna replied sarcastically to thin air.
Turning, she indeed saw the doorway. She cautiously walked through it,
falling into nothingness. Quickly, she thought of the wings of a bird and
began to fly. “Now, to find the Princess.”
She soared through darkness until she could see a light. A bright
light came from a tower in her vision. She changed her eyesight to that of
an owl and magnified her vision. It was a castle, she was sure, but why
did it look so familiar?
That’s when she heard cackling. “Birdy, birdy, in the sky, come
down from your flight so high. Shift your form with your own power and
find what you seek in Dark Tower.”
Dark Tower? Couldn’t be! Luna thought to herself.
Without thinking, she shifted back to her human form in midair and
began to fall. She tried to shift again, but couldn’t. She felt it; her Magic for
shifting was gone in the Unknown.
She felt a field of a white-black glow shimmer around her, slowing
her descent until she was safely on the ground. When she set on the cold
ground, she stood up. All around her, she could see restless spirits in the
shapes of ghosts. Somehow, she wasn’t afraid.
“You are right not to be afraid, Grand Magus.” One walked up to her
and grinned. It was a giant half-human rat. His huge teeth stuck out of his
mashed-in snout, whiskers were shortened, as if burned.
“How did you know who I was?” Luna asked.
The rat-man grinned, showing receding gums and broken, rotted
teeth. “You would be surprised how fast rumor flies when one is not
listening.”
Great, she thought. A riddle.
“Answer me this, then.” Luna supplied. “Have you seen a recently-
Exiled female come through here? I need to take her back to the Dream
Realm.”
The rat-man thought for a moment, ticking his tongue to the two
front teeth. “Souls come through here all the time. Describe her.”
“She was human, wearing all black.” Luna tried.
The rat-man shook his head.
“She acted like a common Dominionite spy, only she wasn’t.”
He shook his head again.
“What about this? Her hair was black as night, her eyes as red as
flowing blood, and her skin was white as death.” Luna remarked softly,
pausing after each description for effect. It seemed to work, for the rat-man
cowered away from her.
Bug-eyes widened, frightened at the sight of her, the rat-man bowed
and told her what he knew. “She heads toward the Dwindling Glen, where
old memories are kept before they are forgotten.”
“Show me.” Luna replied in her best Grand Magus tone.
With a nod, he stood. “Follow my lead.”
V
D’Kora, the Maiden’s own servant, watched as Young Guardian’s
twin followed Sarnov’s lead.
That rat has always been gullible to good. D’Kora thought in her
mind.
With a sneer, she disappeared, finding her Maiden in conference
with Queen Gloriana and the Merchant.
“Maiden, my I have a word?” D’Kora’s smile never left her lips. It
was devious, so Sabrina nodded her head. “Young Guardian’s twin is
here, searching for the Ghost-Child.”
Gloriana was confused. “Who is this Ghost-Child?”
“She is the one Albrath found in the Forbidden Zone.” Sabrina
answered. “The Grand Magus sent her here to search for her lost parents.
The Warriors tell me the child reeks of Lord Maximaniac.”
“Aye, I do recall him taking in a bastard child.” Gloriana remarked.
“Eyes as red as blood, skin white as a sheet and colder than the coldest
winter.” She turned to D’Kora. “Bring her to me. She may be of some use
to us.”
“Where is she now?” Sabrina asked D’Kora. “This Ghost-Child.”
“In the Dungeon, as ordered by the Master, my Maiden.” D’Kora
supplied. “Young Guardian’s twin searches for her as well.”
“The Grand Magus is here?” Gloriana was confused. “Who was she
Exiled by?”
D’Kora shrugged. “I could not tell you, my Queen.” The troll-like
maidservant supplied. “She is led by Sarnov, the River Rat.”
“That vile creature still exists?” Damian butt in. He grinned, coming
up with a plan of his own. “Brilliant. I must greet them formally.”
With that, and a killer smile, he disappeared. D’Kora could only
smile after him, returning to her post. Sabrina was left laughing, cooking
up a devilish plan of her own.
Story #4:
A Test of Power, Part One
When Shane woke up, he noticed his wife was gone. He went about
his day, taking the kids across the street to Aimee’s when he realized she
wasn’t coming back for awhile. He vaguely heard the various greetings as
he walked in the Police Station that morning. Derrick had driven both of
them, as he sometimes did, and even he didn’t know what to make of
things.
All through the day, he was the one in the daze, wondering where
Luna was, and why his Pendant was jumping. He tried using some of its
Magic to sense her himself, but he quickly found out she was nowhere
around. The Shadow and the Protector were confused as to what
happened to Luna. They were both certain something actually did
happen, but they didn’t know what.
After work, they decided to find out. Derrick and Shane found the
one woman who was linked to Luna at all times. Ariana was in Kelly’s
room, cradling the teenager to her body. Somehow, something happened
to Kelly, too. They had worse things to think about.
“Ariana?” Derrick was instinctively at her side, holding her. “It’s
okay, Love. I’m here. Tell me what happened.”
“Djinn.” Was her whispered reply.
The boys looked at each other.
“Luna?” Shane asked Derrick.
Derrick shrugged, turning to his wife when she gasped. “Luna’s
missing.”
Ariana nodded. “I know. I was visiting Lord Max when I got her
mind-call. It was the same time I felt Kelly drifting away from me.” She
told them. “Orthos sent the Djinn to get my daughter, and I felt it.”
She sobbed in his embrace. By now, she’d released Kelly’s limp
body.
Shane felt his Locket-Pendant, eyes trained in using its particular
magic. All around the child he saw a whisper of a white-black aura. It
was as if she were gone somewhere, yet her body was there. “Invisibite?”
He whispered under his breath. “She made herself an Invisibite?”
“Impossible.” Derrick said.
“You don’t know us Ancient Mystics, do you?” Ariana asked. “She
learned how to separate the Magical and the Spiritual sides of herself.
She did it to escape the Djinn.”
“What about Lu?” Derrick asked. “Can you sense her anywhere?”
“She’s in the Unknown.” Ariana told them matter-of-factually.
“How did she get there?”
“The Gatekeeper, how else?”
“Can you sense Kelly?” Shane asked.
“There’s nothing but a senseless Djinn in her body.” Ariana looked
to Kelly’s quiet shell. “It called itself a Mind-dweller.”
“Is that anything like the Dweller you told me about?”
“You’re talking of two different species of beings.” Ariana remarked.
“A Mind-dweller is an almost-powerless, if not useless breed of Djinn.
Their main goal is to use and confuse Dreamers, making them think
they’re going crazy when they’re not.”
“Like what happened to Jake and I?”
“Exactly.” Ariana nodded. “The Dwellers I told you about were like
modern-day vampires. They’re hunters in their own right, waking in the
night to hunt their turned kin.”
“Back to Luna.” Shane was astonished at the amount of
information she’d learned in such a short time. “Can you tell us where in
the Unknown she is?”
Ariana shook her head. “She did tell me how she got there, though.
Lord Max sent her.”
“Why?” Shane was slowly turning into his own hunter-persona, the
Shadow.
“To retrieve Tempest.”
“Who Exiled Tempest?” Derrick was confused.
“Luna, but she didn’t know what she was doing.” Ariana remarked.
“Oh, Luna always knows what she’s doing.” Shane was now
completely pissed. His eyes were now dark with anger. “I’m sure your
sister had a very good explanation for sending Tempest to the Unknown.”
Knock it off, Shadow. Concentrate. He heard Ariana’s leader voice
in his head. It calmed him for the moment.
One look into her eyes brought Shane back to life. “Thanks.”
“No problem.” Ariana smiled. “We’ve got to rescue her, only we
have to get Kelly back, too. Before it’s too late.”
Shane studied her, and so did Derrick.
“You feel bad about the Binding Spell, don’t you?”
“Binding Spell?” Shane was confused.
“We thought Kelly played a prank on Juliet.” Ariana said, looking
back at Kelly’s body. “I bound her to me until I felt she’d learned her
lesson.”
“No wonder you felt her so strongly.” Derrick admonished. “We’ve
got to do something. We can’t just sit here and weep over our losses.”
There was something Shane hadn’t heard in a long time. Derrick
was finally taking charge when his love-of-a-wife couldn’t. He didn’t
realize he was staring at his brother-in-law until Derrick himself said
something.
“What?”
Shane shook his head. “Nothing. I’ve got an idea.” Ariana and
Derrick waited for him. He smiled. “We go and fetch her.”
“Luna?” Ariana asked. “What about my daughter?”
“We don’t even know where Kelly took herself.” Derrick said.
“There’s only one place for the Spiritual side of Invisibites to go.”
Ariana supplied. “The Abyss.”
There was a tone in her voice neither gentleman liked to hear. They
knew she has always hated the Abyss, and the only being who inhibited
it, the Gatekeeper. Her voice was angry, yet determined.
“I don’t care if the Gatekeeper has her locked in some tomb in the
hidden alcoves, I will get my daughter back.” Ariana was determined.
“Need I remind you of our new son?” Derrick asked. “What about
him, and the other children? And your own niece and nephews?”
“Yeah, Ariana. Where will they go while we’re rescuing Luna and
Kelly?” Shane asked.
“Easy. We leave them to Juliet and Aimee.” Ariana supplied. “After
all, that’s why I hired Juliet in the first place. To be there for our children
when Derrick and myself can’t.”
“You actually trust her, Love?” Derrick asked. “She wasn’t exactly
the most responsible teenager in the Academy you know.”
“She’s still Mark’s sister.” Ariana argued, glaring at him. “Besides,
Amethyst will be there if anything should happen.”
“Amethyst?” Shane asked. “Since when do we call her that?”
“Since now.” Ariana stood. “Where to first?”
“You tell Juliet.” Derrick said. “She likes you better than she likes
me.”
“So Juliet Grey no longer has a crush on my debonair husband?”
Ariana teased, hugging him. He groaned, rolling his eyes.
Shane couldn’t help laughing. “I’ll tell Aimee.”
“That would leave you to look after Kelly.” Ariana told Derrick.
“Not like she’s going anywhere.” Derrick sat on the bed next to
Kelly’s silent body. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say she was just
sleeping.”
“Don’t be fooled. She’s in a deep trance.” Ariana supplied. She
kissed his lips and was on her way, Shane following in her tread.
Once the other children were safely tucked away at Aimee’s with
Juliet, Ariana led the gentlemen to her downstairs Magic-room.
“You know, we never actually been to the Abyss outright.” Derrick
announced. “Is there a spell or something that’ll take us there?”
“I’m not terribly sure.” Ariana thought aloud. She turned to Shane.
“Has Luna thought of one to take us directly to the Abyss?”
“Just a variation of the Dream Chant.” Shane shrugged. “What
about when you patrol? Don’t you find Dreamers worlds through it?”
“Sure, but it’s part of my job to go there when I do.” Ariana said.
She held both her hands out. “Form a circle.”
Derrick and Shane each grasped one of her outstretched hands,
then each other’s, completing the circle. “Now what?” Derrick asked.
“You know the routine.” Ariana grinned. “Close your eyes and
repeat with me.”
“The words?”
Ariana’s smile stayed, catching the eyes of her Earthly Protector
and brother-like best friend. “Centaurium Abysms Tu.”
Echoes of a short-handed spell vibrated through the air as the trio
were swept away in a whirlwind of Magic to the Abyss.
II
III
IV
Shadow easily found his way to his Sweetling. He used his
Empathic sensors to locate her, the magic for Empathy coming from his
necklace. Like the shadow for which he named himself, Shadow crept into
the Unknown’s Dark Tower dungeons. Luckily for him, they were the same
here as they were back in the Dominion. Once coming close, he sent out a
telepathic message.
Grand Magus, I’m here for you.
In her cell, Luna stirred. Her head still hurt from the lightning blast.
Could she have heard the Shadow’s comforting tone in her mind? Just in
case, she sent back. Where are you?
Good, he reasoned. She got it. To her, he supplied. Just outside the
door. Where is the Merchant?
No, she wasn’t hearing things. It really was Shadow. Her Shadow.
With the image of happiness and love, she relayed. Away for now.
Use your Empathy.
Shaking her head, she cried in her head. NO!
Grand Magus, I’m here to rescue you from the Merchant. Please,
use your Empathy to sense me.
Why?
It is the only way I can pinpoint your location, and be certain the
Merchant is gone long enough for me to do my job.
She hated when he was the Shadow. He wouldn’t let up for
anything. Cool, relentless, suave, sophisticated and a most brilliant
hunter.
Compliments will get you everywhere, my dear. For the last time,
sense me!
She let out a soft sigh. Closing her eyes, she opened her Empathic
sensors for the first time in months. She could sense him where he said he
was, just outside the door.
He got the Empathic push he needed to see through her eyes.
Making sure it was safe for him to do so, he raised his arms to the locked
door. “Release!”
A brilliant glow of light came from the center of his being to his call.
It shot out of his hands to cover around the door.
From inside, she watched the glow penetrate the door, making it
disappear. She watched as he raced to her rescue. The Shadow touched
the bars, only to come with scarred hands.
She fiercely felt his pain with her Empathy, turning it off. “Shadow!”
“I’m okay. Just shocked.” Shadow reassured her. “What kind of
Magic is that?”
“I thought you of all people would recognize Dominionite Magic!” She
cried. “Get me out of here!”
“Right.” Shadow supplied. “Hold on, Sweets.”
He stepped back from the cage and tried using the same magic on it
as he’d used on the door. It didn’t work. The beam of Gold-Magic was
literally devoured by the bars. The only thing it did do was disappear.
“Great.” He mumbled.
“Any more bright ideas?” She demanded.
He looked up at her and saw the glowing Silver Magic of her Dream
Pentacle. “Have you tried your Silver Magic since you’ve learned it?”
“Not really, see?” Luna shook her head, but grasped the Pentacle in
her hand. She brought it up for her eyes to see it. “It’s glowing!”
“So is the Pendant-Locket.”
“Huh?”
“Never mind.” Shadow sighed. “Try it out. Use the Silver Magic.”
Shrugging, she pointed it at the bars, concentrating the Magic’s
silver beam to hit them. It only disappeared as well. “Okay, now what?”
Shadow was excited when his smile showed he had a thought in
his mind.
“Shadow. . .” Luna warned.
“When you sleep at night, do you change at all?”
“What do you mean?” Luna asked. “And what does it have to do
with getting me out of this blasted cage?”
Shadow laughed. “Calm yourself, Grand Magus.”
“Stop calling me that.”
“It’s who you are.” Shadow remarked.
“Not here, I’m not.” Luna supplied. “Only in the Dream Realm, and
you know it.”
“Of course I know it. I also know if you become the Grand Magus
here, you’ll have a better chance at escape.”
“Huh?” Luna echoed.
“Change your image.” Shadow urged. “Become the Grand Magus.”
“Very well.” Luna stepped away from the bars and waved her
hands in the air to change her image to that of her own persona, the
Dream Realm’s Grand Magus. “There. Happy?”
“Not yet.” Shadow remarked. “I want you to do one more thing.”
“What’s that?”
“Use your Silver Magic on me.”
“What are you, nuts?”
In his best tone, he commanded. “Do it!”
She pointed the Silver Magic of her Dream Pentacle at the Shadow.
At the same time, he pointed his Gold-Magic of his Pendant-Locket at the
Grand Magus.
“Say the spell with me, Grand Magus.”
“Trying to kill me?” Grand Magus remarked.
“Have I ever hurt you?” Shadow asked. “Truthfully.”
“No.” It was a quiet admission.
“I’m not going to now.” Shadow supplied softly. “I need you to say
the spell with me, in order for it to work.”
“Spell? What spell? For what to work?”
Again, his adamant tone cried out. “Do it!”
The Grand Magus and the Shadow stared at one another. His eyes
controlled, concentrating both on her and the combined magic. Her eyes
scared and wondering what he had in mind.
“This is where your Wiccan studies can really save your life, Grand
Magus!” Shadow cried. “Think closely of what we’re doing here. Of what
these colors represent to witches everywhere.”
What did gold and silver mean?
“The Lady and the Lord.” Grand Magus whispered. “I know a spell.”
“Good. I was hoping you would. Call it.” Shadow demanded.
“First, put your hands against mine.” Grand Magus instructed. Once
he did so, she closed her eyes. He did the same, knowing he must. The
Gold-Silver Magics together formed a circle around them, connecting them
in more ways than one.
The Grand Magus called a spell.
They found the Protector and the Young Guardian waiting for them.
The Enchanted Child in all her beauty held tightly to the hands of her
mother and stepfather.
“Can we go home now?” The Child asked.
“Not until Shadow and the Grand Magus meet us here.” The
Protector replied.
The Child promptly let go of their hands to run ahead. Young
Guardian followed, greeting her war-torn sister.
“Grand Magus! Shadow!” Young Guardian cried, hugging them both.
“You’re alright!”
“Did you ever doubt?” Shadow playfully kissed her cheek. He
hugged the Child extra hard. “Are you okay, kid?”
The Enchanted Child shook her head. “I forgot the chant to take me
home.”
“We’re not going home right away, honey.” Young Guardian replied.
“Do you think the Mind-dweller would follow her entire self to the
Province?”
“Why would he dare?” The Protector supplied. “It would mean his
destruction.”
“He’s right.” Shadow remarked. “There’s too much goodness in the
Dream Realm for a Mind-dweller to stay long.”
“Do you mean to tell me a Djinn is haunting her?” Grand Magus
asked, astonished. “How? Why?”
“Worry about that later.” Shadow commented. “Do either of you
remember the spell to get her Spiritual self back to her Magical self?”
Both the Grand Magus and the Protector shook their heads.
“What about you, Young Guardian?” Shadow asked. “If I recall,
Orthos sent both you and the Child to be Invisibites. Do you remember
what spell Max used to bring you back?”
Young Guardian’s brow lowered in thought. “Let me think.” She
muttered under her breath. “Aha!” She bent to whisper something in the
Enchanted Child’s ear.
“I remember now!” The Child cried. She stepped away from the four
of them, closing her eyes and raising her hands to the air.
Her hands clasped together at the last line. In a flash of light, the
Enchanted Child was whole again.
“Is the Djinn still there?” Young Guardian asked quietly.
The Child nodded.
“Call the Dream Chant.” Young Guardian instructed. “When you
arrive, go straight to Stargazer Castle. We’ll meet up with you.”
“Okay.”
II
III
Young Guardian and her three colleagues met the Enchanted Child
in the Dream Realm’s Canine Valley. She was happily playing with Celine
Stargazer and her new kit-pup brothers Raulf and Lovell . An elder version
of Wolfton Stargazer himself was watching them, Red Wolf beside him.
“Sheldon!” Young Guardian cried. She hugged Wolf’s father.
“Where’s Shelby?”
“Getting to know her new daughter.” Sheldon Stargazer supplied. “If
you need my son, he is patrolling the border of the Canine Wood.”
“Any more incidents of the Dark Mist?” Shadow asked.
“None we could detect.” Sheldon remarked. “You may seek if you
wish.”
“Can I stay here, Momma?” The Enchanted Child asked.
“What about the Djinn?”
“I have already explained to the Child the Djinn must be taken care
of in your own world.” Sheldon supplied for her, shaking his head.
“Wouldn’t it be easier here?” The Grand Magus asked. “After all, he
hasn’t any power here, right?”
“I was wondering that myself.” Young Guardian supplied.
Red Wolf had been quiet up until then. He cleared his throat, getting
his Young Guardian’s attention. “May I speak freely?”
“Go ahead, Page Red Wolf.”
“It is true the Mind-dweller has no power here, but it would still be
difficult.” Red Wolf said softly.
“We can handle it, Red Wolf.” The Protector replied.
“However,” Red Wolf continued loudly, “you must use the combined
Magics in the Outer Realm. The Child told us of his existence, and how he
wishes to get to the Grand Magus.”
“Me?” Grand Magus asked, holding her heart. “Why me?”
“You are the most powerful Ancient Mystic in your line, with the
exception of Young Guardian.” Sheldon announced, bowing his head.
“Begging your pardon, Young Guardian.”
“Understood.” Young Guardian bowed her head back,
acknowledging his remark. “Go on.”
“This particular Mind-dweller was sent by the Maiden herself.”
Sheldon continued.
“Not Sabrina again!” Young Guardian cried. She looked to her sister.
“Will she never learn?”
“I guess not.” The Grand Magus supplied.
“For now, go home and get rid of it before it hurts the Child more.”
Sheldon supplied.
Now the Protector was angry. All could feel it. Young Guardian
placed a hand on his arm with a look of warning.
“How has it hurt her?” He growled, fists clenched.
“Just my mind, Daddy.” The Child hugged him. He hugged her back
tightly. “I knew enough to handle him.”
“But not enough to get rid of him.” The Protector whispered, kissing
her temple.
“It’s the take-over all over again.” Shadow growled. “I hate to admit
it, but Sir Sheldon’s right. We need to get home to the kids anyway.” He
turned to the Protector and Young Guardian, who were each holding the
Child. “We’ll meet in the morning and get rid of the Djinn, okay?”
The three of them nodded, agreeing. The Grand Magus and the
Shadow disappeared, returning home to the Outer Realm.
“In the meantime, I believe we have a mission.” Young Guardian
announced. “Child, stay here with Sir Sheldon and Page Red Wolf.
Protector, are you coming with me?”
“Where else would I go?” The Protector grinned.
“Thanks again, Sir Sheldon.” Young Guardian said. “I’ll find some
way to repay you.”
“No need. Reuniting me with my son and his family was thanks
enough for me.” Sir Sheldon bowed to her. “When you have need of me, I
will be yours to command.”
“How noble of you.” The Protector nodded. He wrapped an arm
through his Love’s. “Shall we find Wolf?”
Young Guardian and the Protector disappeared from sight. Sir
Sheldon, Red Wolf and The Enchanted Child exchanged worried glances.
They hoped everything would turn out all right, and nothing would happen
to them.
The couple found Sire Wolfton where his father said he would be.
He was with a pup, patrolling the border of the Wood.
“Wolf!”
When Young Guardian gave the cry, Wolf saw who it was. He said
something to the pup before heading in the couple’s direction. His face lit
up when he saw the Protector.
“Young Guardian!” Wolf bowed quickly. “And, who is this?”
“Wolf, it’s me. Derrick.” The Protector supplied. “Apparently, I’ve
earned my new title, along with the clothes to go with it.”
“I see that. What is your new title, my friend?” Wolf asked.
“They call me the Protector.” He supplied. “I don’t know what or who
I’m supposed to protect, but that’s who I am. For now, I’m helping our
Young Guardian with her duties.”
“So you are the infamous Protector!” Wolf laughed. “I knew your
deeds sounded familiar!” He turned to Young Guardian. “It would seem
the Dark Mist has completely disappeared.”
“Have you had any more problems with it?”
Wolf shook his head. “Nay, thank the Gods.” He yelped. “Oh! Come
and meet one of my own Soldiers of Justice.”
“Soldiers of Justice?” Young Guardian giggled. “I’ve got to see this.”
She followed him to the pup in a uniform.
“Personnel Ronan Brownpatches, meet your Young Guardian and
the Protector.” Wolf replied. “Ronan here is a beagle pup. Very loyal and
determined. He was one of the first to sign up for the Canine Army.”
Ronan bowed. “It is an honor to finally meet you, Young Guardian.”
He supplied. “I am truly blessed by your presence.”
“Stop.” Young Guardian giggled. “Thanks anyway, Young Ronan.”
The Protector nudged her. “You’re blushing, my dear.”
She turned to him, surprising him with a kiss. Startled, he turned
away from view.
“Good. Now you’re the one who’s blushing.” Young Guardian
teased. “We came to see if it was gone for good. I was worried for a while
there.”
“Like the night, it was gone.” Ronan was still knelt in front of her.
“Rise, Ronan.” Young Guardian announced. “I don’t feel comfortable
having Companions kneeling to me quite yet. I’m still Earthbound, you
know.”
“Does that mean the rumors of Lord Guardian’s demise are false?”
Ronan asked them.
“He’s too strong to die.” Young Guardian told him. “Where did you
hear the rumors?”
“That rumor has been around the Canine Valley for a long time!”
Ronan supplied. “Thank the Gods it is not true.”
“How long have these rumors been around?” The Protector
wondered.
“Years of Outer Realm time.” Ronan announced. “My Auntie Mim
told us there were attempts on his life.”
“There were, once.” The Protector supplied. “How much do you know
about the Crusades?”
Ronan looked to his Sire. “Just what my Sire has told me. How
brave the Crusaders were against the Master! I am proud to be on his
side!”
Young Guardian laughed. “Well, you’re on my side, too, Young
Ronan. Don’t forget that.”
“Aye. I owe you my life and loyalty, Young Guardian.” Ronan
nodded. “Yours as well, Protector. Without you, there would be no Canine
Valley.”
“The pup speaks the truth.” Wolf supplied, clapping Ronan on the
back. Ronan beamed. Wolf turned back to his two friends. “Looks like we
have to ferret out the starter of these rumors, in order to keep the Valley
safe.”
“Why not speak with Auntie Mim?” Ronan asked. “Surely, she
would know.”
“Who is this Mim?” Protector asked.
“Mim is one of the local Elder canines.” Wolf rolled his eyes, huffing.
“The young pups call her Mimsy, and she has quite a mouth on her.”
“Have you tried taming her?” Young Guardian asked with a teasing
smile. “You seem to be doing a good job with the rest of the Valley.”
“Can you truly tame a coyote?” Wolf asked.
“I’ll find and speak with her on my next patrol night.” Young
Guardian announced. “If anyone can scare the daylights out of anyone,
it’s got to be Lord Guardian’s own successor.”
“Proudfoot.”
“Sorry, what?” The Protector was confused.
“Mimsy’s Elder-name. Madam Proudfoot. You will need her name to
find her, aye?”
“Aye.” She nodded to the pup. “Pleasure meeting you.”
“All mine, Young Guardian.”
“You, we’ll see later.” Protector supplied to Wolf. “Full reports at
every patrol visit, is that clear?”
“Crystal.” Wolf grinned. “You are taking your role seriously I see.”
“‘Bout time.” Young Guardian grinned. “By the way, send the Child
home when you see her, if she hasn’t left already. We have to Exorcize a
Djinn Mind-dweller from her.”
Wolf nodded. “I would be honored. Pleasant Journeys, Young
Guardian. Protector.”
With an equal cry of “Pleasant Journeys!,” the couple held hands
and returned home.
IV
Shane, Derrick and the twins were in the room Ariana used for her
magic studies, far away from onlookers. Kelly consented to being tied to a
pole as she sat in a chair, just to be safe. They knew it would be potent
magic, far too dangerous for any of the other children to be near. As
instructed, the five of them used their Gold and Silver Magics to Exorcize
the Mind-dweller from Kelly’s mind.
There was just one problem with it. With all their chanting the
Exorcism Spell, with all their combined powers, with all their wit and
wills, it wasn’t working.
“What are we doing wrong?” Luna asked, turning to her twin.
Ariana shook her head.
“Everyone’s mind focused?” Shane asked.
“Of course we’re focused!” Ariana cried.
“Why isn’t it working?” Derrick wondered aloud. “Red Wolf said we
would get rid of it this way.”
“We’ve called the Exorcism Spell until our throats hurt.” Luna
supplied, rubbing her throat. “I don’t know about you guys, but I’m
already magically drained.”
The men and Ariana agreed.
“It worked with Jake and Derrick, and even some Dreamers during
the Wars.” Shane told them. “Why won’t it work now?”
“Shane, this is my daughter, not some medial Dreamer.” Ariana
announced. “The Mind-dweller has more of an advantage over us in this.”
“Such as?” Derrick asked, afraid of the answer.
“Kelly’s an Ancient Mystic with powers.” Luna supplied for her
twin, who nodded in agreement. “He could use those powers to attack us
through her.”
“Don’t be too sure.” Shane said. “You have to remember. Djinn go
for the mind, not the magic. Most Dreamers don’t have these kind of
powers for a Djinn to work with, so the Dreamer goes insane.”
“Layman’s terms?” Luna asked.
“Djinn attack mortal Dreamer, Dreamer goes insane.” Shane said.
“Djinn attack Ancient Mystic Dreamer, Ancient Mystic disappears in
their mind. No mind, no chance to go insane. Also, no chance for it to
use those powers.”
“Oh.” Luna said softly, eye on both her niece and twin. Her hands
went straight for her temples when she tried using Empathy to sense
those around her. Quickly, she closed it off, watching her sister.
Shane was alert, ready for anything. His mind raced at possibilities
and strategies, trying to find a way to fight and destroy the Djinn without
harming the girl.
Ariana was pacing now, thinking. Kelly’s body was limp in the
chair, head down so her hair fell in her face. Derrick cleaned his glasses
on his shirt and Shane played with his Locket-Pendant as he squinted in
thought. With nothing to say and almost nothing to do, all was silent.
“A Binding is so draining on the energy, is it not, Young
Guardian?” Came a low voice from Kelly’s mouth. It definitely wasn’t
Kelly, it was too male.
Ariana and Derrick looked at each other. The Djinn Mind-dweller
had arrived. It was show time.
“Leave my girl alone!” Ariana cried, eyeing it. She could see, feel,
and almost smell the Djinn inside Kelly’s body. Where was her mind
now? “We know Sabrina sent you, and we demand to know why!”
The Mind-dweller’s eyes caught those of Luna. All eyes were on
Ariana’s twin.
“Why her?”
“Easy, Young Guardian.” The Mind-dweller supplied. “She is the
Grand Magus, capable of learning and holding great power.”
“So?” Luna supplied, heart catching in her throat at the admission.
“Apparently, death is the only way for the Maiden to gain those
great powers.” The Mind-dweller went on.
Luna gasped, shaking her head. “No.”
“Oh, aye.” The Mind-dweller said.
“We’ll destroy you before you touch one hair on her head.” Shane
growled.
“Tempers flair so easily! The energy is intoxicating.” It laughed
mockingly.
That’s when Shane knew. This was no ordinary Mind-dweller. He
knew exactly what to do. “One more time.”
“What?” Luna asked. “Are you mad? He’ll absorb our magical
energy!”
Shane’s eyes widened, as did his smile. He grabbed her hand. “Do
it.”
There was that tone again. Shane loved being the Shadow.
Luna grabbed Ariana’s, who took Derrick’s, who in turn took
Shane’s other hand. Together, they formed a circle around the pole,
surrounding Kelly’s Mind-dweller ridden body.
“You’re taking a big risk, Shadow.” Ariana announced in her Young
Guardian’s voice.
His eyes seemed to shine in mischief as they met hers. “Trust me.
One more time.”
So, one more time, they started chanting. “Dominicus, Exordium,
Bane!”
After a few repetitions of the chant, Shane broke off, bellowing in
his own voice.
Prologue:
Truth in Illusions
It was a week later in the Outer Realm. Shane was reminded of the
Apprentice’s warning. He had to tell the other Crusaders what really
happened in the Wars, to prepare them for what Sabrina or whoever else
had in store for them.
He watched the family, his family, relaxing and having fun in the
Reading’s backyard. The three other Morehouse children were there, too.
Kelly and Bradley were at the picnic table, talking with five of their
closest friends Shane recognized as Cara Richardson, Kirsten Farthay,
Steven Edwards, Samantha West and Josh Stevenson. Aaron sat by
himself under the giant tree, staring into space. Aimee and Juliet talked
by the pool, bare legs in the water. Meredith and Melody were swimming
in the pool, giggling and splashing each other and Angel. Amanda and
Celine were playing with them, having fun. Mark, Andrew, Dwight and
Caleb were in their own fort, trying hard to keep Logan out.
He started over to the older children at the picnic table. “Kelly, I
need you to do me a favor.”
Kelly beamed. “What is it, Uncle Shane?”
“Can you and your friends watch the little ones with Juliet while I
talk to the other Crusaders?” Shane asked. He shouldn’t have said
Crusaders around the kids, but he couldn’t help it. It was on his mind,
and these kids were trustworthy.
“What’ll you give us in return?” Twelve-year-old Kirsten asked.
“My trust in you. Isn’t that enough?” Shane asked.
“Can we tour the police station?” Bradley, who was sitting beside
her, grinned.
“Sure, Bradley. Anytime.” Shane hurried. He wanted to talk to the
Crusaders before he lost his nerve.
“All of us?” Steve asked.
“All of you. Now, will you do it?” Shane inquired.
Kelly rolled her eyes at her friends. “Never mind them, Uncle
Shane. They’ve got the sleuthing bug. I’ll do it, and so will Bradley.
Right?”
Bradley looked horrified. “All these monsters?”
“Not all of them are monsters.” Samantha spoke out.
“No, just the twins and Caleb!” Kirsten giggled.
“I’ll leave you to figure it out.” Shane supplied. “Have fun!”
Shane took a deep breath as he looked to the other Crusaders. His
wife and Sweetling Luna was tanning herself by the pool, trying hard not
to get herself wet. Ariana and Derrick were cooing over their new son
Theodore in the shade, away from the summer sun’s hot rays.
I have to tell them, but how? Shane thought to himself.
Luna looked up at him, giving him a concerned look. Shane?
What’s the matter?
Shane shook his head, going over to her. “I have to tell you
something.”
“Tell me.”
“Not just you.” Shane remarked, sitting on the chair next to her.
“The other Crusaders, too.”
By this time, Ariana and Derrick had joined them. “What is it,
Shane?” Ariana’s soft voice asked.
Shane hid his head in his hands. How to begin? Where should he
start? Should he tell them the Wars themselves? Or how he and the first
Crusaders had to go back in time as Time Bandits?
He felt Luna’s hand on his back. “Hey, it’s okay. Whatever you
have to tell us, we’ll listen.”
“It was so terrible.” Shane told her.
“Couldn’t be too terrible if you have to tell all of us.” Ariana
remarked. She looked in the directions of Aimee and Aaron. Aimee
touched her head before excusing herself from Juliet’s side. Her twin
looked up, alarmed. Both Schmidt twins were eager listeners. Shane
silently thanked Ariana for the small favor. “Now then, what’s on your
mind?”
“I have to tell you guys what really happened in the Wars for
Power.”
“What do you mean?” Luna asked. “What don’t we know about
them?”
“You’re about to find out.” Shane announced. Thinking back on
last week, and the Dwellers Ariana told him about, he supplied. “Ariana.
I’ve known about the Dwellers long before the Crusades. Celeste
Moondancer told me about them.”
“How do you know Celeste?” Ariana asked.
“I fought in the first War for Power, meeting her when I was
injured.”
“The first War for Power?” Luna asked. “That’s impossible! You
weren’t even born, yet! How could you have fought and gotten injured in
a war long before either of our times?”
Shane stopped pacing to stare at his wife. “Think, Lu-Lu.”
The Shadow had returned, using her old codename to remind her.
Ariana and Derrick anticipated his next words. The Schmidt twins
exchanged glances, knowing he was being serious. They could feel it.
It took Luna a moment to think. “What are you talking about?”
“I’ll tell you only if you guess.” Shadow supplied. “How did we get
back to the right time in the Crusades?”
“Time Bandits?” Luna guessed, noticing his emphasis on the word
‘time.’
“You got it.” Shadow said. “It was Shannon’s idea to bring them
back.”
“Back? From where?” Aaron asked.
“The whole story, Shadow. From the beginning.” Luna announced.
“Fine, Lu-Lu. I’ll start from the beginning.” Shadow glared at his
sister-in-law. “O’Dell had a vision in his Sphere. He would die by his
brother’s hand.”
“Those were just rumors someone spread around the Dream
Realm.” Derrick said. The brothers-in-law looked at one another. “Ronan
Brownpatches told us.”
Shadow nodded tightly.
“He’s not dead.” Ariana shook her head. She hadn’t heard her
husband’s words. “The vision didn’t come true.”
“No, Young Guardian.” Shadow supplied softly. “It did come true.
That’s where the Time Bandits came in.”
Ariana and Shadow glared at each other. Ariana could see the faint
reddish glow of his aura in his eyes. She could feel his emotions, and
they weren’t good. You’re with friends now. She sent to Shadow’s mind.
You don’t need to put on a brave face around us.
“I don’t understand.” Aaron announced, breaking the two from
their staring contest.
“You will, once I explain.” Shane supplied, turning back to his old
self. “Now then, you guys remember Jamie Stewart and Alan Deneson?”
“Chips and Jammins at the System, right?” Aimee spoke up.
“One’s a computer genius, the other’s the electronics whiz?”
“They stumbled upon a program for holograms.” Shane explained,
sitting next to Luna. “Real-deal, energy-pulsating, fully interactive
holograms.”
“Get on with it.” Derrick warned.
“Shut up and I will.”
“Enough!” The twins chorused, folding their arms and frowning at
their husbands.
“Just tell your story.” Ariana said. “The holograms?”
“Knowing the boss had to know, they got Shannon in on it.” Shane
explained. “The two holograms, named Alex and Gloria, turned out to be
two ghosts, searching for their time-traveling killers. In a way, they were
just masses of energy. After they caught their killers and were sent to the
Dream Realm, Jammins and Chips put an axe to the program.”
“What does that have to do with O’Dell’s death?” Ariana asked in
her Young Guardian tone.
“Once hearing from Dixilynne that O’Dell was dead, Shannon got
the idea to bring the Time Bandit Program back. Only, we’d use it on
ourselves, much like you did in the Crusade. We sent ourselves back in
time.”
“You went back in time, saved O’Dell, got yourself banged up
pretty bad, obviously won the Wars for Power and went on your merry
way.” Aaron spoke up sarcastically.
“In a word, yes.” Shane was uncomfortable, memories reeling of
the Wars and Crusades.
“How does that apply here, and what does Celeste Moondancer
have to do with anything?” Ariana wondered.
“When we went back in time to what we now called the second War
for Power, or the First Crusade, I was hit pretty bad. I already told you
about my experience with the Silver Magic.” Shane announced.
“Dixilynne used it to heal your mind from a Djinn attack.” Aimee
announced. “So?”
“While I was being healed, I was vulnerable.” Shane said. “So
vulnerable, I was hit by a poison arrow shot by a Warrior.”
Luna gasped. “Oh, Shane! I never knew!”
“Of course not.” Shane hugged her, kissing her lips. “The poison
ran through by bloodstream quick as anything. In seconds, I was out.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a woman sucking on a man’s wrist.
Another man was above the first one, letting the first one suck his wrist.”
“Let me guess. The woman was Celeste Moondancer?”
“She was Celeste, yes, but she hadn’t married Chase yet.” Shane
explained.
“Well, who were the guys?” Aimee was excited, interested in
Shane’s story.
“The first was her brother Daniel. The other Ramon.” Shane said.
“When she felt me wake, which I know she felt it, she sent her brother
and Ramon away. She asked me how I felt, to which I nodded, staring.
She didn’t deny what I saw. Celeste introduced herself and told me the
truth. She was an Apprentice-Dweller. The Apprentices were the healers
to the many Dweller kin-clans. She and her brother Daniel were the last
of them. They live in the Dragon Nations during the daylight hours, when
the Dwellers had to rest.”
“Are you telling me these Dwellers are vampires?” Aaron was
incredulous.
“Yes and no. They drink blood, yes, but they don’t kill. They only
hunt, as a wolf would.”
Ariana gasped this time. “Red Wolf.”
“So you knew?”
“Just about him and his family, yes.” Ariana nodded. “Wolf told
me, and so did Celeste.”
“What do they hunt, if they don’t kill?” Aaron asked. “I mean,
what’s the point?”
“You see, Aaron.” Ariana began. “Dwellers hunt in the night for
their turned kin, who they call Stalkers.”
Aaron shut up, turning his attention back to Shane.
Shane folded his arms. “If I may continue?”
Ariana smiled, making him smile. “Certainly.”
“Anyway, they live in this world at night, in the country of
Romania.”
“What were these Dwellers doing in the Dream Realm?” Derrick
asked.
“They were helping in the Wars for Power both time-frames.” Shane
supplied. “In the first, a lot of their clans died defending O’Dell. In the
second, where the Crusaders got involved, they wanted to stop it from
happening. So, they helped. Celeste helped by both healing me and
telling me something in confidence that would change the way I fought.”
“What did she tell you, Shane?” Ariana’s voice was soft.
“His children are like you – Ancient Mystics.” Shane said.
“We knew that already.” Aimee announced.
“That’s not all, Amethyst.” Shane spoke louder. “They would
ultimately have their revenge on us all. They could very well repeat their
father’s actions, or worse, finish what he started.”
“Havens forbid history repeat itself.” Aaron said. Aimee nodded.
“If we don’t do something soon, it very well could.” Shane replied.
“The Apprentice told me the Grand Shamus had a vision. We can’t let
history repeat itself. I will not lose any of you in another senseless war.”
Luna hugged her husband. “You won’t lose us that way because
we’ll never let that happen.”
“We’ve gotten this far, haven’t we?” Derrick pat him on the arm.
“We’re Crusaders.” Aaron announced. “We can handle anything
that comes our way.”
Ariana had to speak up. “We almost couldn’t handle a Djinn that
took over Kelly last week.”
Aaron stared at Ariana. “Why didn’t you tell me? I could’ve helped
Exorcize it!”
Ariana shook her head. “I didn’t want to worry you.”
“We were working with some powerful magic.” Derrick defended his
wife.
“Are you forgetting I know this stuff, too?” Aaron was outraged. He
stood up and practically jumped down their throats for their mistake.
“She’s my daughter, for Goddess sake! The least you could have done
was told me about it!”
With that, he turned and huffed away. Ariana moved to follow him,
but Derrick held her. “Leave him be. He’ll cool off on his own.”
Ariana looked pleadingly to Aimee, who was giving her the evil-eye.
She stood up as well, and she wasn’t smiling. “Don’t Amethyst me,
Ariana Moon! You never tell him anything until it’s too late. Now if you all
excuse me, I have to talk to my brother.”
She stood and raced off after Aaron.
Ariana stood and headed into the house with the baby in her arms.
The three of them followed, worried. Shane and Luna stayed behind
while Derrick followed her to the nursery.
Derrick stood at the door, waiting as she put him down for a nap.
She stood over the crib, silent. He felt something hot on his chest and
remembered the Pendant-Locket. He grasped it and closed his eyes.
In his mind, he saw a door. He turned the knob and found it was
locked.
Come on, Love, open yourself up to me. Don’t retreat inside
yourself, just because of him. We couldn’t tell him because it wasn’t our
story to tell. Come back to me, Love. Come back to your sister, Luna.
Come back to Shane, and the kids. All of them. Please, Ariana Moon
Reading, come back to your family.
He heard a click, then the door disappeared. In its place, there she
stood. Blond hair, silver-blue eyes, and dressed in her Guardian’s Gown
that reminded him she was his angel.
In another part of the vast dimensions of space and time, the Djinn
god Omri scowled at the Horde Mind-dweller in front of him. By the look on
Omri’s face, Horde Hallows could tell his god was not happy.
“Explain, Horde Hallows.” Omri demanded. “Now.”
Hallows opened his mouth to speak, but the sound would not come.
He tapped his throat, giving Omri a pleading look.
“No voice.” Omri sighed. “Very well, hold still. I will get your
memories for myself.”
Omri touched Hallows’ head, the energy from the Hordes’ mind was
surged out of him like an electric current. Omri closed his eyes and
listened to dead air, recalling the memories Hallows had in his mind.
Dropping his hand from Hallows’s head, he announced. “The Maiden
Sabrina called you, setting you free upon an Ancient Mystic Child. You
were to feed on her sanity until the trap was set. Once set, a former
Crusader of O’Dell’s thinks of a spell and calls it, returning you to me. Is
that correct?”
Hallows could only nod.
“Did you give yourself away?”
Hallows shook his head. Once Omri gave him a mean glare, he
nodded slowly.
“Do you know what Sabrina plans against them?”
Hallows nodded, touching his temple.
Again, Omri used his energy-stealing magic to read the memories.
“For years, Sabrina has wanted Young Guardian’s power, but the Grand
Magus?” He turned to the Horde. “You tried your best, but Shadow was
definitely better. Have you learned your lesson?”
Hallows nodded ecstatically.
Omri smiled, waving an arm. “You may leave.”
With a last tight nod, the Horde Hallows was gone.
“Time to see Master Orthos about my payment.” Omri clapped his
hands and disappeared for the Unknown.
After listening to Omri’s demands, Master Orthos was the one who
wasn’t happy.
“You want to what?!?”
“I want free reign over the Earthbound Ancient Mystics.”
“Never!” Orthos fumed. “The Ancient Mystics are mine!”
“Consider it payment for my prior services.”
Orthos thought it over. “What will you do to them?”
“What you have tried to do for centuries.” Omri announced. “I will
destroy them.”
“They have Magic! They have combined powers of Young Guardian
and her Crusader family.” Orthos said. “They have the Shadow! How are
you able to destroy such a powerful force?”
“Horde Hallows has told me about this Shadow person.” Omri said.
“Every mortal has his weaknesses.”
“Very well, I give you free reign over the Earthbound Ancient
Mystics.” Orthos sighed. “Do whatever you want with them; just leave the
destruction of them to me.”
“As you wish, Master Orthos.” Omri clapped his hands and
disappeared.
II
The first Earthbound Ancient Mystic he went for was the one who
was at her weakest. Omri watched from the sidelines, learning about his
prey before his attack. Already, Ariana Reading’s mind was in conflict.
Should she go to Aaron, her longtime friend and loving confidant, or
leave it until his temper cooled, and forget the whole thing?
Omri stood in silence, watching from the furthest corner of her
room.
A young woman walked in the room after knocking only once. She
had black hair and grey eyes. She was pretty, yet not important to the
task.
“Mrs. Reading, please. Care for your children.” She begged.
“Leave me in peace, Juliet!” Ariana cried from under the sheets.
She was curled in bed, blankets over her head. “I need time to think.”
“Two weeks is more than enough time to think.” Juliet supplied.
“Besides, we worry about you.”
Ariana came out from the covers. “I wish everyone would just leave
me be!”
“What will I nurse the baby with?”
The baby. Oh, gods, the baby. Aaron’s baby son. Ariana thought to
herself. She sat up. “Fine. Bring him to me and leave us. I’ll call you
when I’m ready.”
With a tight nod and a moment’s hesitation, Juliet left.
Time for Omri to make his move. Within feet of her bed, Ariana
sensed his presence.
“Who’s there?” She both said aloud and in her mind.
You seek salvation for your sins. Was all Omri would say. The next
you dream you will have it. Not from Lord Guardian or his kin, but from
someone you would never expect or believe.
“Who are you?” Ariana asked into the air.
You need not know me to know what I am.
“Show yourself, coward.” Ariana demanded, searching the room
using her sensors.
She couldn’t see him. Good. He only need her feel him to get his
point across.
You call me coward when you yourself run away from
responsibility.
“What do you know about me?”
More than you realize. My race has been well entertained with your
exploits.
“Answer me this, Djinn.”
You know what I am now. Good girl.
“Stop stalling. Is there a reason for this visit? Or are you dying to
drive me insane?” Ariana asked into thin air. She searched the room,
keeping her voice down and her sensors open. “It won’t work, you know.
I’m the Young Guardian. One of the most powerful Ancient Mystics in
Enchantra’s line.”
I know who you are. That is why I am here. Omri supplied. Young
Lord Aaron will be your demise. For your heart still aches for him, through
your disguise.
For a moment, Ariana held her breath. She stood her ground.
“Clever rhyme. Want to tell me who you are so I can rid myself of
you?”
“Love, who are you talking to?”
Even Omri was surprised to hear Derrick come in with the baby in
his arms. She took the baby and begun to nurse.
“I wish I knew.” Ariana looked to the air.
He will not believe you, Young Guardian. Omri supplied smugly.
Let him decide that for himself.
“Something’s here. I can feel it.” She turned to her husband. “Can’t
you?”
He shrugged. “What am I supposed to feel?”
I told you he would not believe. Omri supplied smugly.
Ariana groaned. “Nothing.”
“Then yes, I do feel it.”
Ariana looked at him and rolled her eyes. Whoever you are, I’ll
meet you in the Dream Realm. If you want to mess with the Young
Guardian, it’ll have to be on my terms.
Very well. If you insist.
Omri grinned as he disappeared.
He reappeared again in the house across the street, where the
Young Guardian’s twin was looking after her children with her husband.
Ah, so this was what they are so worried about. A mere boy! Omri
thought to himself as he watched the dark-haired man everyone called
the Shadow. This ought to be good.
Shadow was the one to sense his presence.
“Lu. Something’s here.”
“Nonsense. I would feel it if there were. Now help me with Logan,
will you?”
Shane lifted his son off the carpet and handed him to Luna.
“I mean it, Lu. Use your Empathy.”
“And face insanity?” Luna laughed. “I think not.”
Time to become the Shadow and see what was up. “If you won’t,
woman, I will.”
Luna stared at her husband, watching. He grasped his necklace
and looked around.
Omri frowned when their eyes met.
Shadow wouldn’t speak aloud. Rather, in his mind.
Get lost, Djinn. Your services aren’t needed or wanted here.
“Shane, what is it?” Luna inquired.
Shane turned on her, eyes black as coals. “Djinn. Close your
thoughts.”
So you know of my race.
Your race nearly lost the Ancient Mystics one of their own. Shane
thought with vehemence. His now black eyes serious, and mind focused
on eliminating the Djinn.
My apologies for Horde Hallows. He was useless.
So are you. He thought in his mind.
“Light as day and black as night, show yourself within our sight.”
Shadow called, his necklace turning gold.
Luna gasped, holding onto her husband. She saw Omri’s distinct
figure now.
Omri spoke. “Nice trick, Shadow.”
Shadow’s eyes narrowed. He pulled his wife closer to him for
comfort. Whether it was hers or his, he didn’t know. All he knew was this
Djinn knew him. “How do you know me?”
“The Wars for Power,” Omri announced. “Where you saved your
precious Lord Guardian from death.”
“He did so with honor, which is more than I can say for you and
your kind, Djinn.” Luna cried.
“You know me, Shadow.” Omri demanded with a grin. “Tell the
Grand Magus exactly who I am.”
“He is the Djinn god Omri.” Shadow growled to Luna. “He’s the
Djinn who attacked me during the First Crusade.”
“You remembered.” Omri supplied. “It happened so long ago. I am
impressed.”
“It’s hard to forget who ordered O’Dell’s death.”
“He ordered Lord Guardian’s death? How?” Luna asked. “He’s only
a Djinn!”
“True. I am only a Djinn. I need a master to tell me his just
desires.” Omri agreed. “Now tell the good girl who was my master.”
“I can guess this one myself.” Luna announced. “Master Orthos of
the Dominion.”
“My, you have been paying attention!” Omri laughed. “Enough
reminiscing, I’m afraid.”
“Whatever you’re planning, do it already.” Shadow commanded.
“Very well.” Omri supplied. “Unlike Orthos, I play fair. I am to meet
Young Guardian in the Dream Realm tonight. If you wish to know what I
have in mind, I suggest you find us.”
With that, Omri was gone.
Luna and Shane looked at each other.
“You’ll have to go on alone.” Luna supplied.
“Like hell I am!” Shane spat. “Who do you think put me through
such pain while we fought Dominionites?”
“Omri and Orthos?” Luna asked.
“Orthos sent Omri to fuddle the minds of our Companion fighters.”
Shane supplied. “If you love me at all, Aluna Star, I suggest you come
with me.”
“I can’t. I haven’t found Princess Tempest yet.” Luna announced.
“Lord Max takes me from my own patrols when I’m not looking and
demands I bring her back to the Grey Area.”
“This is important, Lu!”
“So’s this!” Luna spat. “I’m the one who sent Tempest to the
Unknown. Therefore, I’m the one that has to bring her back. Any
complaints?”
Shane sighed, kissing her. “We’re stronger together, you know.”
“I know. Just this once, though, I believe we have to split.” Luna
studied him. “Or are you scared of Omri?”
Shane nodded.
“You’re the Shadow. You can handle anything.” Luna supplied.
“I’ve gotta run. I’ll see you later.”
When at last she was gone, Shane tended his children. Busying
himself with the kids, he almost forgot about the Djinn god Omri. He felt
Omri’s presence, but chose to ignore it.
Omri hadn’t forgotten. In fact, Omri never left the Morehouses. He
hovered in a corner and listened in to their conversation.
So, the great Shadow fears me, does he? Omri thought in his mind.
He stared at Shadow, who was taking care of his children. Listen you
closely, Shane Morehouse. You may have helped save O’Dell from death in
the Wars, but you have never contended with Omri, god of the Djinn!
Dixilynne and the Dwellers are not here to protect you now!
On that thought, he was gone.
At last, Shadow was able to relax. For the moment, that is. He
didn’t know what to do without Luna by his side tonight. He’d have to
face Omri alone.
Story#1:
Maiden and the Princess
Deep in the Unknown, hidden in her secret quarters, she stared into
her Dark Mirror. Its image showed her worried distress. She didn’t hear
when a female voice shrilled.
“So, this is the Maiden in all her magnificent splendor?” Sabrina
turned to see her step-sister, the Dark Lady Albrath. “What are you
contemplating this time, sister? Power, glory, or perhaps love?”
Sabrina snapped at the last word. “What do you know of either,
Dominionite? Your powers are useless and you have yet to see true glory
or love.”
“It only seems that way on the surface, I assure you.” Albrath
shrugged.
Sabrina turned back to her Dark Mirror.
Albrath sauntered into the room, positioning herself behind her
Maiden sister. To the Dominionite, Sabrina was staring into the Mirror’s
image with a look of longing on her face.
“Rumor has it a certain Dominionite too pure for this Realm wishes
to capture your romantic attentions.”
“Rumors lie.” Sabrina snapped. “Have you come to annoy me or is
there a point to this visit?”
“Always a point, Sabrina.” Albrath supplied. “Have the Warriors told
you who is kept in the dungeons?”
“Aye. They say there is a girl they call the Ghost Child.”
“I took her there myself.” Albrath was proud of herself. “Would you
care to meet her?”
“Why? She is useless if caught so easily by a has-been like you.”
“You scoff now.” Albrath said, the smile on her face turning devilish.
“Wait until you set eyes on her.”
Sabrina’s attention was peaked. “Show me.” She demanded.
At the dungeons deep below Dark Tower, Sabrina stared at the one
called the Ghost Child. Her eyes met those of the defiant child’s.
“Release me at once!” The Ghost Child demanded.
“I think not.” Sabrina laughed. Albrath laughed with her. One stare
and her sister was silenced. “Tell me, who was fool enough to Exile you?”
“No one. The Grand Magus sent me here.”
“Why?”
“I ran from the Grey Area.” The child remarked. “Now release me!”
Sabrina shook her head. “Albrath.”
“Aye?”
Eyes not leaving the Ghost Child’s, Sabrina said. “Leave us.”
Albrath disappeared and Sabrina folded her arms.
“Bossy little chit, are you not?” Sabrina sneered. “What is your
name, Child?”
The child stood proudly, staring into her captor’s eyes. “I am
Princess Tempest of the Dream Realm’s Grey Area.”
“Princess?” Sabrina asked. “I was not aware Lord Max had a
daughter your age.”
“As I told Young Guardian, I was adopted by Queen Jezebel!” The
Princess cried.
“Traitor.”
“You are the traitor!” Tempest cried.
“Do you even know who I am?” Sabrina asked. “Do you know
nothing of the Wars for Power and the Crusades?”
“You are the Maiden, Sabrina. Half-Ancient Mystic, Half-Wizard.”
Tempest supplied. “You led Dominionites against the Ancient Mystics in
the Wars for Power, killing a Crusader in his own world during the
Crusades.”
“What else did she tell you of me?”
“You are her daughter.”
“Aye.” Sabrina supplied. “Now you know why I call her traitor.”
“You were the one against your own heritage, Sabrina.” Tempest
said.
“Oh, and what heritage can you claim?” Sabrina countered. “You
are white as death, hair and eyes black as night with skin as cold as the
winter snow. The only heritage I see in you is the Grey Area’s Lord. You
have the eyes of a Wizard yourself.”
“None of the powers.” Tempest supplied. “If I did, I would use them
on you.”
“I doubt that.” Sabrina stated. “Why did the Grand Magus send you
here?”
“I came in search of my parents.” Tempest said softly. “Instead, I
am accosted by a shrilling Dominionite and bound by a strange magical
cord.”
“The Witch’s Cord?” Sabrina asked. “Aye, she has at least learned
something from her witch of a mother.”
“You stall!” Tempest cried. “Release me at once!”
“Grant me this first.” Tempest and Sabrina met eyes. “In exchange
for your freedom, I must have your loyalty.”
“I will not!”
“You do not want to search for your parents?” Sabrina turned from
her. “Fine.”
“Nay–Aye!” Tempest cried. “I ran from the Grey Area for that one
purpose. I cannot search while being held in a cage.”
“Join me, Princess.” Sabrina met the girl’s eyes. “In the destruction
of the Ancient Mystics.”
“The Ancient Mystics are no threat to you here!”
“No difference.” Sabrina shook her head. “They wronged me by
sending me here – twice, no doubt!”
“That has naught to do with me!”
“My mother left me to be Exiled. Yours left you for dead.” Sabrina
supplied simply.
Tempest thought of her words before nodding. “Aye. I will join you.”
Sabrina smiled.
II
Young Guardian wasn’t happy when she met up with Omri in the
Dream Realm. Though she couldn’t see him in her own world, she could
only feel him, she knew him by sight.
“You’re on my turf now, Djinn.” Young Guardian was all warrior.
Mean, unrelenting, and determined. “You shroud yourself in riddles,
hoping I would get a clue as to what you’re talking about. When you
mentioned Aaron, who I might add is my closest, dearest friend, I couldn’t
help wondering what you were up to.”
“I merely wish you to see the truth beneath the surface.”
“No more riddles!” Young Guardian cried. “I’ve had enough to last
me all the days of forever. The truth, Djinn. Here and now. Who are you
and what do you want from me?”
“Ask the Shadow.” Omri could see the faint smoke that signified the
Shadow made his appearance.
Ariana looked, nodding her greeting. Shadow’s face was plain, but
so were his feelings. He was scared.
“Who is he?”
“Omri, god of all Djinn.” Shadow’s eyes met Omri’s. Omri smiled
while Shadow kept his frown.
“What does he want with me?”
“He knows your weaknesses, and will do anything to use them
against you.” Shadow replied. “Don’t give in to petty words, Young
Guardian.”
“Thanks for your faith in me.” Young Guardian said. She turned
back to Omri. “Your turn. Who sent you and why?”
“Shadow is right. I know all weaknesses in all mortals. Even
Ancient Mystics.” Omri announced. “He has personal experience.”
“Can it, Omri!” Shadow cried.
“Fear. Resentment. Hate.” Omri supplied. “Aye. I know you fear me.
You resent and hate me for what I had done to your friends, family, and
self.”
“What about me, Omri?” Young Guardian announced, covering
Shadow. “What weaknesses do you read in me?”
Omri just laughed. “Shall I name them all? I am not interested in
any of them save one. Aaron Theodore is your main weakness. The others
you have conquered.”
“What about Aaron?” Shadow asked. “The fact he’s still in love with
her? That’s no secret. Everyone in the family knows.”
“Shadow!”
“They do. It’s hard to ignore how he looks at you, wanting you.”
“He’s come to terms with the fact I’m happily married.”
“Not as much as you, I am thinking.” Omri announced.
Both turned to him. “What are you talking about?”
“Don’t tell me you still want him!” Shadow cried. Ariana didn’t
answer. She only turned away from him. “I don’t believe this!”
“Believe it Shadow.” Young Guardian said softly.
“No! This isn’t for me to get involved in. Leave it for your husband.”
With a cloud of black smoke, Shadow was gone.
“Why bring that up?” Young Guardian yelled at Omri, who only
smiled.
“It is deep in your soul.” Omri replied. “I only brought it to the
surface.”
Without another word, Omri was gone, leaving her standing alone,
pondering her thoughts.
II
Shane woke up instantly. He knew what Omri was up to, and how
to stop it. If only –
“Shane.” Luna murmured from beside him in bed. “Why are you
shaking?”
“Djinn Omri’s on his own this time.” Shane explained.
“Well, what does he want with us?”
“He wants to destroy the Ancient Mystics.”
Luna sniffed, snuggling closer to him. “No chance in that.” She
supplied softly, kissing him. “We’re too strong now.”
“It started already, and it may have been my fault.” Shane
whispered.
“How do you figure that?”
“I told you my story of the Wars.” Shane replied. “Aaron was only
half-listening until we let the Djinn takeover of Kelly slip.”
Luna pondered that statement. “We should have told him, Shane.”
“It wasn’t ours to tell.” Shane said.
Luna sat up in bed, glaring at him. “Whose, then?”
“Kelly’s.”
“It was up to us to tell him, and you know it!”
“Luna, you’ll wake the kids.” Shane sat up, placing a hand over her
mouth. “It doesn’t matter now. All that does is that Omri trying to
destroy the Ancient Mystics.”
How’s he doing that? Came the cry to his mind.
“By first destroying our family.” Shane announced. He took his
hand from her mouth.
“We can’t let this happen!”
“Now do you see why I wanted you there?” Shane asked. Luna
nodded. “As it was, he riled both Ariana and me up. As usual, she fought
with words as her Young Guardian self.”
“You were the Shadow.”
“Aren’t I always?” Shane attempted to smile. “Anyway, he brought
up Ariana’s secret love for Aaron, and she got upset. I stormed out of
there before I could get involved any further.”
“Smart man.”
“Darn right.” Shane supplied. “Your turn. Any luck with Tempest?”
Luna shook her head. “We were too late.”
“Huh?”
“She already met Sabrina.”
“Isn’t that what she wanted?”
“You’re ignorant, you know that?” Luna chided. “She met Sabrina,
but Young Guardian and I returned her to Lord Max. Now she knows
exactly who she is. She’s not happy with being Sabrina’s daughter, you
know. Other than that, everything’s back to normal in the Grey Area.”
“So you’ve been forgiven for whatever Max was mad at you about.”
Luna nodded.
“Great.” Shane supplied. “That means you can return with me to
Ariana’s Dream Realm.”
“Why?”
“Something tells me Omri’s not done with her, or us, yet.”
III
II
IV
Shane went across the street after talking to Derrick some more.
He found his wife reading a book in a chair. His Pendant jumped,
warming to his touch. She was depressed.
“What’s wrong?”
Luna closed the book. “I can’t do anything right.”
“Nonsense.”
“I mean it Shane. I’m always in trouble with the Sisters and Lords
in the Dream Realm.”
“They expect more from you than anyone else.”
“They expect nothing more from me than from Ariana.”
Shane studied her. “Is this what it’s all about? Ariana?”
Luna nodded sadly and continued. “I’m the one with all the power,
yet she’s the Young Guardian. I knew about the Ancient Mystics and a
thing called Destiny before she did. I’ve learned more magic than she
has, yet she’s the Ancient Mystic’s favorite.”
“Stop. Right now, just stop.” Shane announced as the Shadow.
Luna stared. “Enough of the pity party, Aluna Star. I mean it. I’ve had
enough!”
Luna didn’t know what to think. “What happened across the
street?”
Shane explained.
“So, the perfect couple isn’t so perfect anymore, is it?” Luna
supplied with a satisfied grin.
“They never were. What, did you think Ariana and Derrick were
perfect? That they didn’t fight? You’re wrong, Lu. Even we fight
sometimes, don’t we?”
“I guess so, yeah.”
“It’s all a part of being married. I’d seen my parents fight numerous
times before I was even four years old.”
This caught Luna by surprise.
“Shane...”
“What?”
“You never talk about your parents to anyone. Not even me.”
“I told Ariana,” before Luna could start raving about her twin
again, he silenced her with a hand over her mouth. “Only because she
and I had the one thing in common that mattered. We were made
orphans by our families.”
He released his grip once he was finished.
“But you’ve never told anyone about your family before, when we
were in the System. Why now?”
“After what I’d seen and heard across the street, and with you just
now, I’ve decided enough was enough. No more secrets from my family.
I’ve seen enough in my short life now to realize when trouble’s near. It’s
coming soon, Lu. I can practically smell it.”
“There’s nothing we can do, is there?”
“Only one.”
“What’s that?”
“Practice your magic, all of it. Practice, practice, practice.”
Luna thought of something; of how her husband always knew
when things were going to happen that impacted the entire family. Of
how he always knew what to do in any crises. Of how that reputation
earned him the nickname the Shadow.
The Shadow continued. “In short, history will repeat itself, Luna,
and I want us to be well prepared.”
“Time we had another Crusader meeting. This time, without the
stupidity.”
“On that, I agree. Totally.”
Part Three:
Attacked and Detained
Prologue:
Damian’s Final Scheme
Orthos, now stuck in the Unknown with his son and daughter,
wasn’t happy with either of them at the moment. “I have been looking all
over Dark Tower for my new Queen.” He announced, oddly calm. He
turned to his son first. “Where are Gloriana and her daughters?”
“Am I my stepmother’s keeper?” Damian shrugged. “Shenara rests
in my quarters while Albrath is on duty in the dungeons.”
“Shenara told me of your plot to rid her of her mother.”
“What plot, Father?” Damian asked, acting innocent. “I need no
plots to do what she wanted in the first place.”
“Stop speaking in riddles, Damian. What did she want to do?”
“Simple, really.” Damian began. “She heard Lord Byron returned to
Dream Realm society. She just wanted to, uh, greet him accordingly.”
“Why would she do that?”
“She claims you ignore her.” Damian said. “I guess she wants to
show you just how deceitful she has become.”
Orthos eyed his son, then turned to his daughter. “Is this true,
Sabrina?”
“I know not, Father.” Sabrina supplied. “My duties were to the
Ghost Child. Did you know she was my daughter?”
This was a new statement on Orthos. “On that, we will speak in a
moment.”
He turned his back away from his children. Both Sabrina and
Damian could tell he had something on his mind. Something devilish and
evil.
“Father...” Damian started, but Orthos shook his head.
“No” He said. “Damian, leave.”
“But –”
“I said LEAVE!” Orthos roared in his dragon’s tone. “NOW!”
“As you wish, Father.”
As soon as he was gone, Sabrina looked at her father. She was now
scared of him. “Father? Did you want me to leave?”
“You, stay.”
“Did I do something wrong?”
He didn’t seem to hear her. “How could you let them get away?”
“Excuse me?”
“The Grand Magus and the Ghost Child.” Orthos wasn’t happy
Sabrina was back in the Unknown without the one the Dominionites called
the Ghost Child. “How could you let them get away from you? Have you
lost your mind? Are you turning good after all these years?”
“Nay! Of course not!” Sabrina cried in her best Maiden tone. “They–”
Orthos stared at his daughter.
“Oh, never mind.” Sabrina huffed. “I know. No excuses, just do it
right next time.”
“There will be no next time for you, my girl.”
“What? Whatever do you mean?” Sabrina asked. “What are you
talking about, no next time? Of course there will be!”
“You have screwed up long enough, Sabrina!” Orthos cried. “What
was this nonsense about the Ghost Child being your daughter?”
Sabrina explained what happened in the Shady Kingdom before she
was sent back by her mother. “So you see, Tempest is my daughter by
none other than your own brother Lord Maximaniac!”
Orthos turned away, looking into his cauldron for answers to his
silent questions. “I see...the Forget-Me-Now Ritual. Aye, aye, I remember
now.”
“Father?” Sabrina was confused by his behavior.
“Sabrina, I need one last favor from you.”
“Last favor?”
“Aye. I need you to get my brother’s Spell-book and bring it to me.”
“Which one?”
“What brother do you think, dear Sabrina?” Orthos asked
sarcastically. “Max!”
“In that case, I will need a few small favors of my own.”
Orthos stared at her again. “You are in no position to be demanding
favors.”
“How am I supposed to get it when he is in the Shady Kingdom and
I am here?”
“I do not care how you get it, just get it!”
Without asking another question or even squeaking another word,
Sabrina, too, disappeared. Orthos grinned after his daughter.
In Orthos’ mind, the War was well on its way to being won.
II
Damian ran into the Djinn god Omri on his way back to the Dark
Tower dungeons. “What are you doing here?”
“I come and go as I please, Merchant.”
“How did you get here?”
“Greater magic than you realize.”
Greater magic, is it? Damian thought to himself. “Who is your
master now, Djinn?”
“I have no master.”
“Something tells me you are up to something. Tell me what.” Omri
tells him what he did. “Is that all? Do you have a plan for destroying them
indefinitely?”
“I told Master Orthos I would leave him to it.”
“Leave him to it? I know Father, and he never would let a minion
like you handle his affairs, especially when it comes to the Ancient
Mystics. Let me be your master, Djinn.”
Omri laughed. “What makes you think I want a puny child like you
as my master?”
“I will tell Father you plan on destroying the Ancient Mystics
yourself.”
“It would be a lie. A Djinn cannot destroy unless they are ordered by
their masters.”
“Exactly.” Damian pointed out.
“Very well.” Omri sighed. He folded his hands and looked down at
the Merchant. “What do you wish of me, Master?”
“I want the Protector, the Shadow and the Unicorn Magic-holding
Over-Seer Aaron in my dungeons. Can you do it?”
Omri nodded his head, disappearing when he said. “As you wish,
Master Merchant.”
Chapter:
Sire Wolf’s Greatest Fear
Wolfton Stargazer knew he had to talk to his Page about his Dweller
powers. It was inevitable, not meant to be ignored. Red’s Dweller powers
have been surfacing a lot lately, especially during training sessions when
his anger got out of control. Wolf had been learning from Chase and
Celeste about the Dweller Magic inside of Chikité “Red Wolf” Moondancer.
Wolf saw Red Wolf with the beagle pup Ronan BrownPatches and
the foxhound Nicola HeartLily. Ronan was practicing sword work with Red
Wolf while Nicola was paired with a white tiger kit Wolf knew as his
nephew, Tiger.
What was Tiger doing with the pups? Wolf thought to himself as he
made his way to the group. Does he not know it is taboo for a feline to
practice with canines?
“Tiger White-Snow!” He cried as he made his way to the small
group.
Tiger stopped sword-playing with Nicola long enough to turn and
face his uncle. “Uncle Wolf!”
“He is your Uncle?” Nicola asked, awed.
“Aye, and one of the nicest Companion leaders, too!”
“Spread no lies about me, nephew.” Wolf said with a slight smile. “I
am certainly not nice.”
“Sure you are, Uncle.” Tiger announced, proud of Wolf.
Wolf harrumphed. “What are you doing here, Tiger?”
“I’ve come to join the Canine Army.”
“You are a feline.”
“So?”
“Your parents would not approve.”
“It was Papa’s idea, Uncle.” Tiger was insistent. “He senses
something out of place in both the Valley and the Village.”
He does, does he? Wolf thought with a frown.
“Why does he not form his own army, with felines?” He wondered.
Tiger smiled. “He claims you were always the better leader.”
Wolf groaned while Red Wolf chuckled.
“The kit does have a point, Sire.” Red Wolf pointed out.
“You, I will get to later. How does my nephew fight?”
“Judging just on what I see here, I would say he would make an
excellent swordsman.”
Tiger beamed, sharing a grin with Nicola and Ronan.
“His enthusiasm is astounding, Sire.” Ronan chipped in.
“He never lets the other pups get in his way of learning the sword.”
Nicola nodded.
“The kit has a long way to go, but I say he would make a fine
addition to the Army.” Red Wolf supplied, agreeing.
“I did not say he could join.”
“Please, Uncle.” Tiger whined. “Let me be in the Army. I will try my
very best, and I promise not to let you down.”
Wolf studied his nephew. “Are you certain you can handle it, Tiger
White-Snow?”
“Oh, aye!” Tiger cried enthusiastically. “Does that mean I can join,
Uncle?”
Wolf looked at his Page. “Train him hard, like a Warrior.”
“He is only a boy, Sire.”
“He will be trained like a Warrior. Is that understood, Page?”
Red Wolf gave his Knight-Master a red-eyed glare that was enough
to make Wolf think twice about messing with the Dweller in Red Wolf.
“Aye, Sire.”
Tiger whooped, hugging Wolf. “Thank you, Uncle!”
Wolf pulled away from the embrace. “There will be no familiarity
when you are training, is that clear? You will call me by my title, giving all
respect due to that title. This goes for Katherine as well.”
Tiger nodded, bowing. “Aye, Sire. I am at your command.”
“Very well. HeartLily, BrownPatches.”
“Aye, Sire?” They chorused.
“You will oversee his training and continue to be his partners until I
say otherwise.” Wolf commanded lightly.
“Aye, Sire.” They said together.
“All three of you; go train with the other pups.”
Tiger stood and followed his new friends to the rest of the trainees.
“Red, I will need a word with you once the training session has
ended for the day.”
Red Wolf gulped, nodding. “Aye, Sire.”
With another nod, Red Wolf Moondancer went back to the training
group and its only feline member, Prince of the Feline Village, Tiger White-
Snow.
II
III
When she woke up, Ariana was herself again. She wanted to do
something to make him forgive her, and forget it all happened.
At first, she thought of the Ancient Mystic’s Forgetfulness Spell,
and thought again. No erasing of Derrick’s memories. She couldn’t bring
herself up to do it. Then, she thought of a surprise for him.
She made sure to wake up first that morning, to get a head start.
Her necklace buzzed and felt warm as she touched it. It had been acting
like that for a while, ever since the Djinn God Omri put the spell on
them. All but Shane and herself were affected. Shane knew enough in his
Dream Locket-Protectors’ Pendant to fight back, and so did Ariana with
her own Ancient Mystic powers. It seemed Derrick, Luna, Aaron, and
Aimee were affected the most. It hurt her to think about it, so she shut
her Empathy off, not allowing herself to feel the necklace’s warning glow.
Being the Dream Girl of his past, she made him breakfast in bed.
As she took it into the bedroom with her, her Empathic sensors opened
up.
“Derrick, honey. It’s time to wake up.” Ariana said in a low voice.
Usually, that would at least get a grumble out of him.
Nothing happened.
She placed the tray down on the bed beside him and tried feeling
his head. It wasn’t hot, so he wasn’t still asleep. In fact, it was cold,
telling her something she didn’t want to know.
Ariana! Come quickly! It was Aimee’s voice in her head. She
sounded alarmed.
Sister! Luna’s this time. Something’s wrong with Shane!
Ariana blocked them out for the moment, trying to think. Using
compulsion to wake the woman up, she sent a message to Juliet. Come
to my room, Juliet.
In moments, she was there. “Is something wrong, Mrs. Reading?”
The woman was all Caregiver. Good, Ariana thought.
“I need you to wake Kelly.” Ariana instructed. “Tell her to come in
here and watch him while I head to my sister’s.”
“What about the other children, and the baby?”
“After sending Kelly in here, look after them for me.” Ariana looked
to her silent husband. “Something tells me I’m going to be busy for
awhile.”
Juliet nodded. “Yes, Mrs. Reading.” She said, leaving.
Ariana checked a few things on her husband.
Breathing, normal.
Necklace, pulsating gold. Okay, something’s fishy there.
She took it in her hands and closed her eyes. Immediately, she saw
a vision of the one being she despised above all others. “Damian.”
Ariana opened her eyes, seeing her daughter standing next to her.
“What do you want me to do, Momma?” Kelly asked.
“Watch over him while I check on your aunts.”
Kelly sat in the chair beside the bed, watching. “Go.”
After a kiss on her daughter’s cheek, she was on her way.
II
III
Back in the Outer Realm, Ariana met her sister Luna in her
bedroom.
“Something’s wrong with Shane.” Luna announced as soon as she
sensed her sister near.
“I know.” Ariana whispered. “Derrick, too.”
Luna stood. “Is his Pendant-Locket glowing gold?”
Ariana nodded. “What do you think it means?”
“I don’t know.”
“I do.” Came a voice from the doorway. It was Aimee’s, and the
woman looked as if she’d been crying. “Aaron sent me a telepathic
message. He used great Unicorn Magic to shield himself, Derrick, and
Shane from a fire attack by Damian. After that, he fainted.”
The twins looked at each other.
“I’ll try to locate him.” Ariana closed her eyes. After a moment,
“Sorry, no go.”
“What did his necklace look like?”
“It was glowing green, as it always does when he’s working the
Unicorn Magic.” Aimee dried her tears with a tissue.
“So, what does it all mean?” Luna asked.
“They’re in the Unknown, deep in the underground dungeons.”
Aimee supplied. “Oh, what are we going to do?”
“We’ll think of something.” Ariana remarked. “On that, you can
rely.”
Story #2:
Shadow’s Rebuttal
“You stare at me, wondering what I am up to.” Damian was the first
to break the long silence. He changed back to his human-male form before
continuing. “I know what you are thinking. Unlike you, I can read minds.”
Shane got a grip on his Protector Powers, and become the Shadow.
He was silent, listening and scowling at the former Merchant.
“You are thinking to destroy me.” Damian supplied. “But wait, you
cannot destroy me.”
“Make a bet?” Shadow growled.
“You see, you need me, Shadow.”
“Like a hole in the head.” The Shadow quipped.
“You need me and those like me to keep you on your toes.”
“I’ve had enough dancing, thanks.”
Damian laughs. “Humor. What mortals use to make themselves feel
better.”
“Seeing you dead by my hands would make me feel a lot better.”
Shadow remarked.
“Ah, but it would also leave an empty gap in your very soul. One
that only I could fill.”
Shadow stood face to face with Damian. “I don’t like playing games,
Merchant. For years, you and your Warriors have been demolishing
innocent Dreamers’s worlds.”
“All so you can pick up the pieces and start again.” Damian
interrupts. “Face it, Shadow. You need me.”
“Why would I need you?”
“I am the Chaos before the Calm. The Storm before the Rainbow.
The night before the dreary day.” Damian explains. “I am your nemesis.
Without me, who would you fight? Who would be there to create the chaos
that makes the world go ‘round? Who would be the one to taunt you,
forcing you to use your wit and whatever pathetic power you think you
have?”
Shadow gave that thought. “There are others out there. Like
Gloriana and her daughters. Your father. Other Dominionites who didn’t
exactly obey the call of duty. Other Dominionites who were forced into
exile in the Dream Realm once the Dominion Wall fell. Your Dominionites
that were left in the Dream Realm’s Grey Area who may not see eye to eye
with Lord Max. Believe me, Damian. I’ve got plenty to fight. You, on the
other hand, I have plans for. No, I won’t destroy you. Not yet. I’ll let my
successors do that for me.” Shadow’s eyes turned black as the night. “I
only warn you. Watch your backs. The Ancient Mystics are multiplying, as
with our strength and power. Be aware at all times. You never know when
one of us Crusaders happen to be watching you.”
Suddenly afraid, Damian and Omri disappeared in a wind of black
smoke. For now, Shadow, the Protector and Aaron were safe.
Shadow turned to his Crusader friends. The Protector was barely
conscious, but breathing steadily. He was trying to tend to Aaron, who
was silent on the ground.
“Hey, man.” Shadow croaked, getting the Protector’s attention.
The Protector looked up. He was silent as he nodded.
“You ok?” Shadow sat next to him.
The Protector shook his head. “How could I have been so cruel?”
“It wasn’t you, honest. It was Omri’s spell.” Shadow explained. “He
got the four of you pretty good.”
“I shouldn’t have listened to the voice.” The Protector’s image faded,
leaving only a younger version of Derrick Reading behind. “Ever since I
met Aaron, I’ve been jealous of his and Ariana’s relationship.”
“I know. It’s almost over, I promise.” Shadow stayed calm. He knew
Derrick was reverting his mind back to the Crusades, therefore back to his
younger days. He just had to talk him out of it, that’s all.
No easy task.
Shadow felt for Derrick. Once, he, too, was jealous of another male
presence in his Sweetling’s life. Coincidently, that presence was Derrick’s.
Before past memories could creep up in his mind and leave him
easy prey for Damian and Omri, Shadow stood and crossed the room.
Shadow knew what he had to do. He had to call upon the magic in
his Protectors’ Pendant-Locket. Sitting with his legs crossed, he held onto
the necklace and closed his eyes.
He only hoped it would work in time.
II
Back in the Outer Realm, Luna felt something around her neck.
She reached for the Dream Pentacle and saw its glow. She closed her
eyes and dared to use Empathy to sense what was going on. She opened
her eyes and gasped.
“Luna, what is it?” Aimee asked.
She and the twins were in the same room with Shadow, Derrick
and Aaron’s silent bodies. The children were with Juliet across the street.
Kelly and Bradley were helping with the younger ones.
Luna looked to her husband’s body and saw the necklace
pulsating gold. “It’s Shadow using the Golden Magic from his Pendant-
Locket.”
Keep your Empathy open, Grand Magus. Came Shadow’s call in her
mind.
Ariana heard it, too. “Shadow. Something’s wrong. I can’t sense
Derrick, or Aaron.”
“Me, neither.” Aimee replied softly. “Even Derrick’s necklace is
pulsing gold.”
“Not as bright as Shadow’s.” Luna pointed out.
Ariana looked. “I see it.”
“What does it mean when they pulsate like that?” Aimee asked.
“They’re using power.” Ariana supplied. She looked to her
frightened twin. “What do you sense?”
“He’s using power, alright.” Luna supplied, nodding. “He’s calling
to me in my mind with the necklace.”
“Why do I have the faint suspicion we’re in for a rescue mission?”
Aimee remarked.
“Because, my dear Amethyst, we are.” Ariana smiled.
“I was afraid you’d say something like that.” Aimee groaned,
laughing.
Ariana turned to Luna. “So, did he tell you where he is?”
“In the dungeons of Dark Tower; only, they’re hidden away where
no one can find them.” Luna supplied. “Of course, finding them shouldn’t
be a problem for three powerful Ancient Mystics.”
“Who else besides the two of you?” Aimee asked. The twins stared
at her, smiling. “You can’t mean me?” The twins were silent, smiling.
“You mean me. I’m no Ancient Mystic.”
“Thanks to me, you are.”
“Wasn’t it you that said blood ties are just as powerful as family
ties?” Luna pointed out with a grin.
“I knew that would come back to bite me sooner or later.” Aimee
shook her head. “Fine. Let’s rescue the guys. Where do we start?”
III
Sabrina paced her quarters, wondering how she could get back to
the Dream Realm. The spell she used to get there last time had left her
memory, and she couldn’t get it back. There had to be a way....
“Damian.” Sabrina whispered into the darkness.
The only light that pulsated in the room was her orb, the source of
her power’s rejuvenation. The simple word became a incantation on its
own, taking her instantly to her brother’s side.
She saw the dungeon and what was held in it.
The Protector looked a little worse for wear as he rested against the
wall, the Unicorn Over-Seer was as if dead on the floor in the corner, and
sitting in the middle of the room was the Shadow, his eyes closed and
necklace glowing. She’d learned long ago what that man was capable of,
and what both the Protector and the Unicorn Over-Seer were capable of.
They seemed a little weak. The thought made Sabrina smile. Then it
occurred to her.
What did the three of them have to do with Damian? Where was the
Merchant now, and why were the three Earthbound Protectors being held
here? What was the point? And how did any of this have to do with
Sabrina’s orders to get Lord Max’s Spell-Book?
She froze when she heard footsteps.
Something told her to sit quietly and she’d learn all the answers in
time. She just had to wait.
IV
“This place gives me the creeps.” Aimee shivered once they arrived.
“A lot of places give you the creeps.” Luna remarked. She pointed.
“There’s the door.”
Ariana stopped and put her hand on it. “Powerful Dominionite
Magic.”
“There haven’t been Dominionites around for years!” Aimee cried.
Ariana outstretched her hand to her sister. “Help me with this, will
you?”
Luna shook her head, smiling. “I’ve got a better idea.”
Both Ariana and Aimee were curious.
“A Three-fold Circle.” Luna supplied.
Ariana understood, but Aimee was clueless. “Three times the power,
three times the Magic.”
Aimee nodded, understanding. She joined hands with the twins and
faced the door.
“Repeat after me,” Luna said. “What was there before, be there no
more. Let us through the magic door.”
“Sounds like a Pagan spell to me.” Ariana teased.
“Just say it.” Luna said. “And hold on tight, because the burst we’re
about to get will be a big one.”
Together, hand in hand, the women stared at the door and called
the spell. As predicted, a burst of bright light and wind almost knocked
them to the ground. The sisters stood tall, waiting for the wind to subside
and the door to open.
“Can you sense them?” Aimee asked as she held Ariana’s arm and
looked inside. The room was dark, with only a candelabra lit in the corner.
“No. Can you?” Ariana asked. Once Aimee shook her head, she
asked. “Lu?”
“You know how my empathy is!” Luna hissed.
“For Shadow and the Protector, use it.” Young Guardian demanded.
“Please.” Aimee supplied.
Luna huffed “Very well,” as she concentrated on her untamed
empathic power. “Shadow’s okay, but the Protector’s injured.” She
reported, opening her eyes. “I can barely feel Aaron at all. His aura is
really weak.”
Aimee gasped. “No!”
“Where are they?” Ariana asked in her Young Guardian’s tone.
“Follow me.” Luna supplied, leading her sisters in the direction her
Empathy was taking her. Using telekinesis, she brought the candelabra to
her hands.
“Neat trick.” Aimee tried to joke.
Ariana smiled at her as she took a candle stick. She handed one to
Aimee. “I wonder why we can’t sense them?”
“I can.” Luna supplied.
“It’s up to you, sister.” Ariana told her twin. “Sense them so we can
get them out of here.”
“Why should I?”
“Three reasons, and they’re all in there!” Ariana cried, pointing.
Again, Luna closed her eyes and opened her empathic sensors. “The
guys aren’t the only ones here.”
Ariana and Aimee were confused.
“Sabrina.”
“Doesn’t that girl ever die?” Aimee said sarcastically.
“Apparently not.” Luna said. She grasped the Dream Pentacle
around her neck. “I don’t sense anything mean about her. That’s strange.”
“That’s Sabrina for you.” Ariana quipped.
“We should be careful, though. Just in case.” Aimee supplied.
“Just in case she wants to start something?” Ariana asked. “You
think, maybe she’s just lying in wait?”
Aimee nodded.
“Lying in wait? Where’d you get that from?” Luna asked.
“Never mind.” Ariana gave up, not wanting to argue with her. “If you
don’t sense anything brewing in her demeanor, I don’t see why we should
be careful.”
“You, of all people –” Luna started, facing her twin.
“Stop it, you two.” Aimee replied, coming between them. “The guys?”
“Right.” Luna said. “The guys.”
She turned around and led the way.
Story #3:
Ancient Mystic’s Rescue
Sabrina was indeed lying in wait, watching for the right clue. The
right spell. She listened and watched patiently in the shadows while
Young Guardian, Grand Magus and the Crusader’s Over-Seer made their
way to Damian’s underground dungeons.
The three women faced the cage the men were being held in.
“Shadow!” The Grand Magus cried.
Shadow stood from his spot and greeted her. “About time. What took
you so long?”
“We couldn’t sense you.” Young Guardian said. “I had Grand Magus
use her Empathy to find you.”
Shadow smiled. “I knew it would work.”
“What?” Grand Magus asked. She folded her arms. “What are you
talking about?”
“Never mind now.” Shadow replied. The Grand Magus looked to her
sister when she stifled a laugh. He smiled with them. “Fun’s over; get us
out of here.”
Young Guardian saw her husband in another corner, nursing his
bloody arm. “What happened to him?”
“And Aaron?” Amethyst gasped once she saw him lying on the floor,
body and necklace glowing deep green.
Shadow looked to them. The Protector was awake now and back to
his old self, thank the gods. He sat above Aaron’s lifeless, glowing body.
“No time to explain. Without touching the bars, get us home!”
“Quoting my favorite person,” Young Guardian began. “I’ve got a
better idea.”
Amethyst and the Grand Magus stared at her.
“Whatever it is, hurry up.” Shadow supplied. “They don’t look so
hot.”
Young Guardian had her fighting gear on for a reason. She reached
behind her back and pulled her sword out. “I suggest all of you stand
back.”
In her shadowed hiding place, Sabrina gasped at the sight of Young
Guardian’s red eyes.
Grand Magus, Amethyst and Shadow all stood away from the
sword’s reach. Using the Silver Magic, she made the opal on the pommel
glow. The three watched and listened as she spoke in a tongue neither of
them knew. The chant made the entire sword glow in a rainbow of
pastels, swirling and wrapping the blade. The glow grew brighter at the
tip, which she pointed at the cage. Raising the sword with both hands, she
swung the blade at the bars, forcing the Dominionite Magic to disappear.
Once the cage was gone, Grand Magus embraced the Shadow.
Young Guardian slid the sword back in its sheath and headed to Aaron’s
lifeless body. Amethyst knelt to her brother, trying to use her Unicorn
Magic to wake him.
“Help me with him.” Aimee pleaded, tears in her eyes.
“I can’t.” Young Guardian whispered. “Not until we get out of here.”
“Let’s go home then.”
“No. We go to the Dream Realm.” The Protector moaned.
Young Guardian helped him stand.
“We need answers.” The Protector supplied, glowering at Young
Guardian.
“And you need healing.” Young Guardian announced, glowering
back. “Grand Magus, help Aimee with Aaron. Shadow, help me with him.”
“Gotcha.” Shadow said. Grand Magus nodded, heading over to
Aaron and Aimee.
“What about Sabrina?” Amethyst asked.
“We’ve got more important things to worry about.” Young Guardian
announced. “Let’s just call the Dream Chant and get to the Palace.”
They called the Chant and disappeared.
Little did they know, Sabrina was right behind them.
II
Once the guys were healed by Lord Guardian and Enchantra, they
left for home, tired and worn. Back in the Outer Realm, all wasn’t as
peachy as it seemed.
“It was almost too easy.” Aimee remarked. She was sitting on
Aaron’s bed, next to his nearly-lifeless body. “We’ve dealt with Damian
for a long time. He and his Warriors have never been this easy to beat.”
“Maybe we’re not done with them, yet?” Shane asked.
Aimee didn’t know what to think. She was too busy staring at her
brother.
“Cheer up, Aim.” Shane announced, hand on her shoulder. “He’ll
get better.”
“I don’t understand why he hasn’t woken up yet.” Aimee said,
shaking her head. “All three of you returned to the Dream Realm with
us.”
“There are a lot of things we don’t understand, Amethyst.” Ariana
said. “This could be another version of what happened to me. Who
knows?”
“He’s not on a quest or journey. I know that.” Aimee said. “I can’t
even sense him.”
“Neither can I.” Ariana remarked.
“What’s happening with him?”
Ariana shook her head, telling her almost-sister she didn’t know.
“How’s Derrick?” Shane asked.
“He’s okay now that I’ve used my Healer’s Power on him.” Ariana
said. “We talked, that’s all I can say.”
“That’s good.” Shane supplied. “What about you and Lu?”
“She didn’t tell you?” Ariana asked, surprised. He shook his head
and she continued. “We’re fine now, too, thank the Gods. I don’t know
what I’d do without her.”
“Let her know how much she’s appreciated once in a while.” Shane
replied. “That’ll get her thinking.”
Ariana looked to Aaron’s body. After brushing a kiss to his cheek,
she followed Shane out the door.
“Do you want to know my opinion?” Ariana asked Shane once they
were outside. “This isn’t over, yet.”
“What makes you say that?”
“The way Tobias White-Snow’s acting, the way his son Tiger
wanted to join the Canine Army. Heck, even the fact Wolf wanted to form
an army to begin with has me worried.” Ariana remarked. “I’m even
confused that I couldn’t sense you guys in the Old Dominion. Not to
mention why Aaron won’t, or can’t, wake up.”
Shane put an arm around her shoulders. “Follow me. We’re going
to figure it all out, right now.”
Ariana was suspicious, but agreed. He was the Shadow, and there
was no denying his every whim.
Shadow took her to the Dream Realm, where they met up with the
Lord Guardian himself, O’Dell. He and Enchantra were just as worried
once Young Guardian and Shadow explained their feelings. The Protector
and Grand Magus were there as well.
“I agree. This is far from over.” O’Dell remarked.
“You do not think Orthos...” Enchantra supplied, worried.
“He’s still in the Unknown, Mistress.” Shadow said. “Damian
claimed he was on his own.”
“That’s what we thought about Shenara at first, remember? And
Sabrina?” Young Guardian pointed out.
“So, what are we to do?” The Protector asked. “We can’t just sit
around and do nothing!”
“I say we plan.” Grand Magus remarked. “If a fight is what they
want, a fight is what they’ll get.”
“We’ll have to learn how to defend and fight, Warrior-style.” Shadow
remarked.
“First step was forming the Canine Army.” The Protector supplied.
“I should have known!” O’Dell roared out of the blue.
“O’Dell?” Young Guardian asked.
“The Canine Valley’s Army has worked hard since its assembly.”
O’Dell told her. “Sire Wolf seems to believe something else is bothering the
Valley.”
“Whatever it is has gone past the Dark Mist in the Canine Wood.”
The Grand Magus supplied. “I say, it was only a tiny beginning to a much
bigger problem.”
“It has all Companions and Grey Areans scared of their lives.”
Enchantra said. “Sire Wolf has told us both Kit and Katherine fear for their
newborn kits’ lives.”
“Now with Sire Tobias in on it, something’s got to give.” The
Protector said. He turned to Young Guardian. “You’re the one who agreed
to the Canine Army. What are your thoughts on this?”
Young Guardian paced in her Fighter’s Gear, absently fingering the
wand in her waist pouch. “Grand Magus is right. They want a fight, bigger
than the Wars for Power themselves.”
“Will we be able to handle it, though?” Grand Magus asked. “If I
can’t even use my Empathy power in our world, how am I supposed to use
it here?”
“Not to mention, during the rescue, neither Amethyst or I could sense
anything or anyone.” Young Guardian remarked, looking at Shadow.
He failed to meet her eyes, instantly telling her he had something to
hide.
“Not to mention that little stunt you pulled using that sword of
yours.” The Protector replied, glaring at his wife. “I saw the color of your
eyes. You used Dark Magic in your sword, didn’t you?”
“I had to. It was the only way.” Young Guardian remarked. “I had to
fight fire with fire. I wasn’t about to let the Dark Magic get to me, and you
would have known it if you would just trust me every now and then.”
“Trust is something you earn, Ariana Moon.” The Protector cried in
her face. “As of late, you’ve lost my trust of you.”
“Enough!” Enchantra’s voice startled them out of their argument.
“Listen to yourselves! It is exactly what Omri wanted.”
“Enchantra is right.” O’Dell said. “We must be stronger than the
Djinn if we are ever to beat them. In order to do this, we must be together
in all things.”
Young Guardian and the Protector stared at each other. Tempers
that flared from everywhere soon dissipated, and Shadow could feel it.
Before another fight could start, he cleared his throat, silently telling his
family to calm down.
Young Guardian caught his eye and sighed, looking at the group of
family and Originators around her. “I have a funny feeling we’re about to
be in way over our heads here.”
In silence, they all agreed.
End Epilogue:
Crusaders United
Back in the Outer Realm the next day, while the children were
playing and Juliet was watching them, Luna gathered the Crusaders
together.
“All right, everybody.” Luna stood above them with Shane beside
her.
Aimee was still depressed about Aaron not waking up, Ariana was
comforting Aimee, and Derrick couldn’t look at his wife without feeling
some anger and confusion toward her. Ariana and Shane shared looks,
as if they knew something the rest didn’t, and that just drove Luna crazy.
She got their attention and continued, arms crossed and
expression even more so. “Explanations are in order. Does anyone want
to tell me what happened to us? Why we’re bickering at each other? Why
even my own children don’t want anything to do with me? Why I had to
be the one to sense the guys deep in the Old Dominion because my two
sisters couldn’t?”
“Enough, Luna!” Derrick cried. “Why don’t you ask your husband
and twin sister? They seem to know everything these days.”
“We do not.” Ariana argued.
“Sure act like it sometimes.” Derrick mumbled.
“Hey!” Ariana cried in her own defense.
“Knock it off, both of you!” Shane cried in his best Shadow voice.
“No more bickering and arguing, you got that?”
“I’ll stop once I know exactly what happened after we woke up from
Omri’s spell.” Derrick supplied.
“You already know what happened.” Ariana mumbled. “Omri cast a
spell that made us against each other in every way possible.”
“Why weren’t you affected by it?” Luna remarked. “And what
happened to Aimee’s and your Empathy powers during the rescue?”
“Why did you use Dark Magic in your sword to rescue us?” Derrick
asked.
“One thing at a time, okay?” Ariana asked. “First of all, it’s like
this. Omri cast the spell, I recognized it, and so did Shadow. We each
must have protected ourselves in different ways. That’s why we weren’t
affected by it.”
“Why didn’t you protect us?” Derrick asked his wife. “If you knew
what was going to happen, why didn’t you warn and protect us from it?”
Ariana shrugged. “I didn’t know how. Honest.”
“Moving on, when we woke up, our minds were focused on only
one thing.” Shane supplied. “Our deep thoughts and desires against each
other.”
“Why punish us?” Aimee cried. “Why punish Aaron?” She cried in
Ariana’s embrace. “Why won’t he wake up?”
Shane sat next to her. “I don’t know what’s going on with your
brother.” He looked at the group. “We had such hateful thoughts of each
other, secret thoughts, I might add, Omri used them to pit us against
each other.”
“With you four, it worked.” Ariana supplied. “Point number one:
Luna was jealous of me because I was named Young Guardian, and she
wasn’t.”
“I was not only jealous, but mad and angry at the Ancients.” Luna
remarked. “I was the one with all the power. I was the one who told her
who she was, and taught her most of the control of what she knew. Why
wasn’t I the one the Ancients named Young Guardian?”
“Because who would be the Grand Magus?” Shane pointed out,
putting his arm around her. “Who would be the one to bring warnings of
the bad guys through her dreams? Who would be the one to learn
different kinds of Magic and actually use it when necessary?”
“Ariana can do all that!”
“I can’t and you know it.” Ariana cried. “I had a hard time learning
my powers until you guys came along. Before all of you, I had only the
twins to help me.”
“But you weren’t there to help us when you left us for dead!” Aimee
spat.
“I didn’t leave you for dead, which brings us to point number two.”
Ariana counted on her fingers. “You were angry at me for not teaching
you anything about the power I gave you during the Blood Pact. Aaron
was mad at me because I failed to tell him about Kelly’s own Djinn
takeover.”
“Now he’s lying in some kind of coma, and it’s all your fault!”
“Aimee!” Shadow tried, but was ignored.
“Will you stop it?” Ariana yelled. “This is what Omri wanted. He
wanted us against each other. Well, I’m not going to stand for it.”
“Ariana’s right.” Shane supplied. “It’s hurting us more and more.”
Ariana stood up. “You want explanations, Luna? We’ll give them to
you.” She looked to Derrick. “I had to do what I did to rescue you, and
take you out of there. My empathy powers were out of whack. Neither
Aimee nor I could sense a thing.”
“I’m still wondering why.” Aimee said.
“That, I couldn’t tell you.” Ariana shrugged.
“Good thing I can.” Shane spoke up. “I’m the one who did it.”
“What did you do?” Luna asked. “Cast some kind of spell?”
“Sort of, but not really.” Shane replied. “I used the special magic I
learned in the Locket-Pendant, and used it to block Ariana’s and Aimee’s
Empathy powers.”
“It forced me to use my own, even though they’re still unstable.”
“You got it.” Shane remarked. “A stroke of genius, I might add.”
“Genius?” Derrick echoed. “You call forcing Luna to use her
untamed Empathy to sense us, genius? You call forcing Ariana to use
her Dark Magic-laced sword to rescue us, genius?”
“How was I supposed to know she’d do that?”
“Couldn’t you tell in that locket of yours?” Luna remarked
sarcastically.
“What of Aaron?” Aimee asked. “Why didn’t he wake up? Can you
answer that, Shadow? Why can’t my brother wake up?”
The group was silenced long enough to look at each other, then to
a hysterical Aimee.
Shane hugged her while she cried. He looked to Ariana, who was
sitting at the opposing side of the couch. She failed to meet his eyes. Her
sister and his wife Luna was still standing across the small living room.
She was covering her mouth in a silent gasp, the emotion of fear clear in
her eyes. He looked to Derrick, who had sat down and was now holding
his head, refusing to talk to anyone. Shane could tell his brother-in-law
and best friend was struggling with his own private demons inside.
Shane shook his head. “This has gone far enough.” He hugged
Aimee tighter to him, whispering in her ear. “We’ll wake him, Amethyst. I
promise.”
She pulled away just enough to look in his eyes. “Thank you,
Shadow.”
Shadow nodded before addressing the group. “I won’t be able to do
it alone.”
Ariana, Luna, Derrick, and even Aimee perked up to listen.
“I’ll need all of your help to revive him.”
“We don’t even know where his mind is, Shadow.” Ariana supplied
softly. “How are we going to revive him if we don’t know that?”
“We form a healing circle.” Shadow said.
“A healing circle?” Luna asked. “How?”
“Is that where we all join hands or something?” Aimee looked
around for answers.
“You got it.” Shadow supplied. “Come on. We’ve no time to lose.”
For one last effort of unity, Shadow gathered his family and
friends, the Dream Realm Crusaders, to use their untapped powers to
save one of their own. With chanting of a special spell the three women
wrote, the Crusaders held hands, closed their eyes, and focused all
Magical energies toward reviving Aaron.
It took several tries, but it finally worked.
Shadow only hoped the future was going to be easier to bear. If
things between the Crusaders and their Over-Seer didn’t improve soon,
there was no hope against what he believed was history repeating itself.
If they didn’t get it together and truly learn what they had to do,
they would all die in the Dream Realm.