"Well, then, I guess that's the best we can do for now without addressing Faragonda's assistance," Tecna sighed as she closed the spell book that she had found on the shelves of the Iris library. So far, they, well, she, had spent extensive time trying to break the Echo's curse, that had been successfully bestowed upon Caelestis.
Stella groaned. "Tecna," she whined. "English, please!"
Tecna scowled back at her. "That's all I can do for now without getting help from Faragonda," she said through gritted teeth.
Caelestis had gone from creepy smiling to blank silence. Her eyes were empty, like she was dead, but her fingers, drumming on her knees, showed that she was still brimming with life. Fortunately, she had stopped repeating everything that someone said to her. Instead, she had broken into a strange, sorrowful song, cantar it quietly with jolts of syllables. She had, however, been repeating the last verse over and over:
And with his sword, upraised for the slaughter,
Abraham's daughter, she raised her bow,
"How darest you, child, defy your father?"
"You better let young Isaac go!"
Tecna listened thoughtfully to the words before sitting her companions down in a circle.
"Okay," she said. "First thing's first: how do you guys think Caelestis got herself confined to this library?"
They all stared back blankly. "She must have committed some wrong deed," Timmy guessed.
"I think that she wanted to fulfill Stalene's duty," Stella piped up.
Tecna shook her head. "Stalene wouldn't do that. I do think that she did do a wrong deed, though."
"How so?" asked Brandon.
"Yeah, how?" Stella muttered in a bored voice.
Ignoring her, Tecna said, "Have you guys been listening to the song she's singing?" They nodded. "Well, what did Abraham's daughter do in the last verse?"
"Well," said Timmy, "If I remember correctly, God was going to intervene with the sacrifice of Isaac."
"Yeah," said Tecna. "But according to the song, Abraham's nameless daughter, whoever she is, disrupted that. So, what I'm thinking is that Caelestis was booted over here for disrupting something that was prophesied por Stalene."
"Okay," Stella groaned. "So what does this have to do with her curse? She doesn't need any of that emotional garbage; we need to keep testing out spells on her. I mean seriously, I am being tortured here! I mean, look at my skin!"
Suddenly, with an unexpected wave of rage, Tecna scrambled to her feet. "You?" she gasped. "You have been tortured? You, who has done nothing to help me so far? You, who worries about nothing but how you look? You, who treated me like dirt? You, who will make my life short and miserable?"
Stella scrunched herself into a ball. She tried to open her mouth to retort, but all that she could force out of her chest was a meek, wounded-animal whimper.
Tecna felt at loss for something. She didn't know what. All her life, she had gotten used to being in another girl's shadow, in a shadow altogether. But now, it suddenly dawned upon her. She had been right all along. Caelestis didn't need magic spells. And Tecna did not have to ask Faragonda for help. She knew what Caelestis really needed. Hope. Forgiveness.
With a sigh, she turned to crouch in front of the girl. Her blank, dark eyes stared back at her. Tecna felt like she was staring at a different person, for she had gotten used to the mischievous sparkle at the back of her eyes.
Quietly, she began cantar again.
"Shh," she said gently. Caelestis quieted.
When she spoke up, her voice sounded shaky. "Caelestis, I know you're in there somewhere."
Blank staring. Not a sound. She could hear Brandon scratching his head behind her.
"I don't know what you did that was so bad. I don't want to know. But I want you to know something."
The girl blinked once at her.
"You have helped us so much," whispered Tecna. "And this is what we've gotten you into. You aren't a bad person, and it has shown. You've punished yourself enough, and now mais is about to come. You have been forgiven, you've been punished enough, spending your time here, with nothing but dusty volumes for company. Stalene has forgiven you. I know it."
Caelestis blinked again. Finally, she opened her mouth. Closed it. Open, close. Gaping like a fish. Finally, in a voice that was croaky from disuse, she whispered, "Tecna?"
Tecna smiled. "Yeah?"
"You were saying something about having dusty volumes for company."
Tecna laughed, and relief flooded her instantly.
Bloom sat with her friends at the shores of the lagoon, resting, and in deep thought. Libra had taught her something. She had taught her the truth.
Magic was fragile. Bloom knew that already. And the situation was fragile as well. But...what had she meant por the whole thing toppling over?
Oh. Bloom sighed. Of course. It had been there all along. Libra already knew everything, but no one else did. And Libra had been trying to warn her.
She had a sudden vision of the entire island turning against them, for making the same mistake that they had with the Earth Fairies. And it would be all her fault.
A sudden cry interrupted her thoughts. It was one of the Amazons, and she suddenly whizzed past Bloom, screaming something urgently. Other Amazons materialized from the forest.
Ember was there in no time. For a while, the two Amazons argued back and forth about something, one of the surrounding ones occasionally shouting out a comment. Then, when they had appeared to reach a unanimous decision, they nodded at each other, and everyone but Ember flew off.
Bloom jumped up. During the debating she had gone into her Lunarix form, as did Layla and Musa. "What?" she asked. "What's happening?"
Ember looked at her. Her face was white, her golden eyes panic-stricken.
"Moonless Night," she whispered. "She's here."
"Tecna?"
Tecna turned away from her conversation with Caelestis to see a white-faced Stella.
"Yeah?" she said gruffly.
"I just want to apologize. For treating you this way." Tecna could see tears in her eyes. "I'm really sorry. For real. I didn't know you felt that way. I promise you, I will value your brains mais than anything else from now on."
Tecna smiled back at her. Forgiveness. It was a beautiful thing, and now she was spreading it around her. Tecna hugged Stella warmly, and Stella sniffled.
"It's okay," Tecna said soothingly. "Now, we're going to get Flora back, right?"
Stella wiped away her tear and smiled. "Yeah."
"And we're going to earn our Lunarix, right?"
"Yeah!"
"And-..." Right as she was about to begin on another inspiring line, Stella broke in and said, "Tecna, your pocket's glowing."
"Huh? Oh." She whipped out the small device that she used to communicate with her friends and with Faragonda. Bloom was keeping one with her, too.
And right now, she could see that it was Bloom.
"Tecna!" Bloom gasped. "I'm so glad to see you!"
"You too! What's going on?"
"Well, we kind of need help, like, RIGHT NOW!"
"Is it that bad?"
"Yes! Moonless Night is here!"
"What!"
"Yeah! Please, do you remember anything special that Faragonda told us about Lunarix? And, for God's sake, HURRY!"
"Uh..." Tecna grunted and grabbed a fistful of her bright rosa, -de-rosa hair. "Ah!" Something struck her..
"Did Faragonda tell you about estrela Arrows?"
"Star Arrows? What the heck? Tecna, now isn't exactly the time for-"
"Listen! Every Lunarix fairy has one! You just have to summon it somehow. I don't remember how! But it can kill anything, anything!"
"Really? Oh, I think I know how to summon one. You do the same thing that you did to earn your Lunarix."
"Well, then, you know what to do!"
"Wait a minute, I never said I did!"
"Bloom! Believe. It's that easy. Believe!"
"Of course!" Bloom gasped. "Okay, I'll talk to you later. Get here as quickly as possible, okay?"
"Believe!" Bloom shouted at no one in particular, except, well, maybe herself. She closed her eyes, and summoned the power of her realm. What had happened? It was as if her determination had just been pooped.
Come on! You can do it! Believe in yourself, you are a fairy! A big, brilliant, awesome, unstoppable fairy...
Ah, there it was!
When Bloom opened her eyes again, hovering in front of her, warm and glowing was a bow and an arrow. The Arqueiro was flaming, and had a dragon curled around it.
Grinning, Bloom seized the bow and grabbed the arrow. She soared into the air...
...And got her first glimpse of the legendary Moonless Night.
A woman, of course. Her eyes kept changing color, from blood red to dark green to midnight blue to smokey grayish-purple. She didn't have hair; just a mass of light wavering around her head like tentacles, and her entire body was blackish-purple and shimmered like velvet. At the bottom of her feet, her body faded into a whisp of smoke, like a genie. She let out a cackle that could surpass all of the Trix combined, and then the worst possible thing happened.
She spotted Bloom.
"My, my," she said, her lips curling into a smile that was not at all pleasant. Her voice sounded exceedingly strange. It was a combination of a vicious hiss and the sound of screeching nails, but it was quiet, which made it a million times freakier.
"A little fairy," she hissed, her smile getting bigger. She whipped back her hand, and Bloom was suddenly plummeting towards the lagoon, screaming.
Something hit her. The only thing that could extinguish the magic in her magic bow and estrela Arrow...was the water from the lagoon.
Her wings reacted before the rest of her body did, and she screeched to a halt so suddenly that the tip of her nose was just moistening from the surface of the water. Quickly, she flew back upward, but the spell had rattled her.
"Bloom!" All her friends raced toward her, Sky and Riven on hover boards, their swords drawn.
"Are you okay?" they gasped at her.
"I'm fine," she whispered. Another spell knocked them all backward. Spots of green, red, and blue appeared at the edges of Bloom's vision.
She could see the Amazons, fighting Moonless Night's army valiantly, trying to make their way to her so they could go in for the kill. Bloom set her jaw, gritted her teeth, closed one eye, and pulled back her arrow.
She aimed as carefully as she could with her weakening vision and her pounding head and the burning that ran up and down her body. This was her only chance.
Shoot the arrow, stop the madness. Shoot the arrow, stop the madness.
She could not ruin this chance.
The tip was just focusing on Moonless Night's coração when a monster from her army rushed past her, smashing into her on the way and sending her veering to the side right as she let loose the arrow.
The tip of her Arqueiro shifted as she let loose. And Ember plummeted out of the sky and landed hard on the ground below. Dead.
Yeah, I know what you're thinking: NOOOOOOOOO!!!! THEFAN2000, HOW COULD YOU?!?!?! Well, I should let you know that I discovered that a lot of good authors do this. They kill off the characters just as you start to get attached to them.
Stupid, I know, but I didn't know what mais to do.
Oh, yes, and also, the verse of the song is from "Abraham's Daughter" por Arcade Fire, part of the Hunger Games soundtrack. It's a great song, one of my favorites.
Please comment and leave your feedback. Come on, my fellow readers, I know that there are mais of you out there!
-TheFan2000 :D
Stella groaned. "Tecna," she whined. "English, please!"
Tecna scowled back at her. "That's all I can do for now without getting help from Faragonda," she said through gritted teeth.
Caelestis had gone from creepy smiling to blank silence. Her eyes were empty, like she was dead, but her fingers, drumming on her knees, showed that she was still brimming with life. Fortunately, she had stopped repeating everything that someone said to her. Instead, she had broken into a strange, sorrowful song, cantar it quietly with jolts of syllables. She had, however, been repeating the last verse over and over:
And with his sword, upraised for the slaughter,
Abraham's daughter, she raised her bow,
"How darest you, child, defy your father?"
"You better let young Isaac go!"
Tecna listened thoughtfully to the words before sitting her companions down in a circle.
"Okay," she said. "First thing's first: how do you guys think Caelestis got herself confined to this library?"
They all stared back blankly. "She must have committed some wrong deed," Timmy guessed.
"I think that she wanted to fulfill Stalene's duty," Stella piped up.
Tecna shook her head. "Stalene wouldn't do that. I do think that she did do a wrong deed, though."
"How so?" asked Brandon.
"Yeah, how?" Stella muttered in a bored voice.
Ignoring her, Tecna said, "Have you guys been listening to the song she's singing?" They nodded. "Well, what did Abraham's daughter do in the last verse?"
"Well," said Timmy, "If I remember correctly, God was going to intervene with the sacrifice of Isaac."
"Yeah," said Tecna. "But according to the song, Abraham's nameless daughter, whoever she is, disrupted that. So, what I'm thinking is that Caelestis was booted over here for disrupting something that was prophesied por Stalene."
"Okay," Stella groaned. "So what does this have to do with her curse? She doesn't need any of that emotional garbage; we need to keep testing out spells on her. I mean seriously, I am being tortured here! I mean, look at my skin!"
Suddenly, with an unexpected wave of rage, Tecna scrambled to her feet. "You?" she gasped. "You have been tortured? You, who has done nothing to help me so far? You, who worries about nothing but how you look? You, who treated me like dirt? You, who will make my life short and miserable?"
Stella scrunched herself into a ball. She tried to open her mouth to retort, but all that she could force out of her chest was a meek, wounded-animal whimper.
Tecna felt at loss for something. She didn't know what. All her life, she had gotten used to being in another girl's shadow, in a shadow altogether. But now, it suddenly dawned upon her. She had been right all along. Caelestis didn't need magic spells. And Tecna did not have to ask Faragonda for help. She knew what Caelestis really needed. Hope. Forgiveness.
With a sigh, she turned to crouch in front of the girl. Her blank, dark eyes stared back at her. Tecna felt like she was staring at a different person, for she had gotten used to the mischievous sparkle at the back of her eyes.
Quietly, she began cantar again.
"Shh," she said gently. Caelestis quieted.
When she spoke up, her voice sounded shaky. "Caelestis, I know you're in there somewhere."
Blank staring. Not a sound. She could hear Brandon scratching his head behind her.
"I don't know what you did that was so bad. I don't want to know. But I want you to know something."
The girl blinked once at her.
"You have helped us so much," whispered Tecna. "And this is what we've gotten you into. You aren't a bad person, and it has shown. You've punished yourself enough, and now mais is about to come. You have been forgiven, you've been punished enough, spending your time here, with nothing but dusty volumes for company. Stalene has forgiven you. I know it."
Caelestis blinked again. Finally, she opened her mouth. Closed it. Open, close. Gaping like a fish. Finally, in a voice that was croaky from disuse, she whispered, "Tecna?"
Tecna smiled. "Yeah?"
"You were saying something about having dusty volumes for company."
Tecna laughed, and relief flooded her instantly.
Bloom sat with her friends at the shores of the lagoon, resting, and in deep thought. Libra had taught her something. She had taught her the truth.
Magic was fragile. Bloom knew that already. And the situation was fragile as well. But...what had she meant por the whole thing toppling over?
Oh. Bloom sighed. Of course. It had been there all along. Libra already knew everything, but no one else did. And Libra had been trying to warn her.
She had a sudden vision of the entire island turning against them, for making the same mistake that they had with the Earth Fairies. And it would be all her fault.
A sudden cry interrupted her thoughts. It was one of the Amazons, and she suddenly whizzed past Bloom, screaming something urgently. Other Amazons materialized from the forest.
Ember was there in no time. For a while, the two Amazons argued back and forth about something, one of the surrounding ones occasionally shouting out a comment. Then, when they had appeared to reach a unanimous decision, they nodded at each other, and everyone but Ember flew off.
Bloom jumped up. During the debating she had gone into her Lunarix form, as did Layla and Musa. "What?" she asked. "What's happening?"
Ember looked at her. Her face was white, her golden eyes panic-stricken.
"Moonless Night," she whispered. "She's here."
"Tecna?"
Tecna turned away from her conversation with Caelestis to see a white-faced Stella.
"Yeah?" she said gruffly.
"I just want to apologize. For treating you this way." Tecna could see tears in her eyes. "I'm really sorry. For real. I didn't know you felt that way. I promise you, I will value your brains mais than anything else from now on."
Tecna smiled back at her. Forgiveness. It was a beautiful thing, and now she was spreading it around her. Tecna hugged Stella warmly, and Stella sniffled.
"It's okay," Tecna said soothingly. "Now, we're going to get Flora back, right?"
Stella wiped away her tear and smiled. "Yeah."
"And we're going to earn our Lunarix, right?"
"Yeah!"
"And-..." Right as she was about to begin on another inspiring line, Stella broke in and said, "Tecna, your pocket's glowing."
"Huh? Oh." She whipped out the small device that she used to communicate with her friends and with Faragonda. Bloom was keeping one with her, too.
And right now, she could see that it was Bloom.
"Tecna!" Bloom gasped. "I'm so glad to see you!"
"You too! What's going on?"
"Well, we kind of need help, like, RIGHT NOW!"
"Is it that bad?"
"Yes! Moonless Night is here!"
"What!"
"Yeah! Please, do you remember anything special that Faragonda told us about Lunarix? And, for God's sake, HURRY!"
"Uh..." Tecna grunted and grabbed a fistful of her bright rosa, -de-rosa hair. "Ah!" Something struck her..
"Did Faragonda tell you about estrela Arrows?"
"Star Arrows? What the heck? Tecna, now isn't exactly the time for-"
"Listen! Every Lunarix fairy has one! You just have to summon it somehow. I don't remember how! But it can kill anything, anything!"
"Really? Oh, I think I know how to summon one. You do the same thing that you did to earn your Lunarix."
"Well, then, you know what to do!"
"Wait a minute, I never said I did!"
"Bloom! Believe. It's that easy. Believe!"
"Of course!" Bloom gasped. "Okay, I'll talk to you later. Get here as quickly as possible, okay?"
"Believe!" Bloom shouted at no one in particular, except, well, maybe herself. She closed her eyes, and summoned the power of her realm. What had happened? It was as if her determination had just been pooped.
Come on! You can do it! Believe in yourself, you are a fairy! A big, brilliant, awesome, unstoppable fairy...
Ah, there it was!
When Bloom opened her eyes again, hovering in front of her, warm and glowing was a bow and an arrow. The Arqueiro was flaming, and had a dragon curled around it.
Grinning, Bloom seized the bow and grabbed the arrow. She soared into the air...
...And got her first glimpse of the legendary Moonless Night.
A woman, of course. Her eyes kept changing color, from blood red to dark green to midnight blue to smokey grayish-purple. She didn't have hair; just a mass of light wavering around her head like tentacles, and her entire body was blackish-purple and shimmered like velvet. At the bottom of her feet, her body faded into a whisp of smoke, like a genie. She let out a cackle that could surpass all of the Trix combined, and then the worst possible thing happened.
She spotted Bloom.
"My, my," she said, her lips curling into a smile that was not at all pleasant. Her voice sounded exceedingly strange. It was a combination of a vicious hiss and the sound of screeching nails, but it was quiet, which made it a million times freakier.
"A little fairy," she hissed, her smile getting bigger. She whipped back her hand, and Bloom was suddenly plummeting towards the lagoon, screaming.
Something hit her. The only thing that could extinguish the magic in her magic bow and estrela Arrow...was the water from the lagoon.
Her wings reacted before the rest of her body did, and she screeched to a halt so suddenly that the tip of her nose was just moistening from the surface of the water. Quickly, she flew back upward, but the spell had rattled her.
"Bloom!" All her friends raced toward her, Sky and Riven on hover boards, their swords drawn.
"Are you okay?" they gasped at her.
"I'm fine," she whispered. Another spell knocked them all backward. Spots of green, red, and blue appeared at the edges of Bloom's vision.
She could see the Amazons, fighting Moonless Night's army valiantly, trying to make their way to her so they could go in for the kill. Bloom set her jaw, gritted her teeth, closed one eye, and pulled back her arrow.
She aimed as carefully as she could with her weakening vision and her pounding head and the burning that ran up and down her body. This was her only chance.
Shoot the arrow, stop the madness. Shoot the arrow, stop the madness.
She could not ruin this chance.
The tip was just focusing on Moonless Night's coração when a monster from her army rushed past her, smashing into her on the way and sending her veering to the side right as she let loose the arrow.
The tip of her Arqueiro shifted as she let loose. And Ember plummeted out of the sky and landed hard on the ground below. Dead.
Yeah, I know what you're thinking: NOOOOOOOOO!!!! THEFAN2000, HOW COULD YOU?!?!?! Well, I should let you know that I discovered that a lot of good authors do this. They kill off the characters just as you start to get attached to them.
Stupid, I know, but I didn't know what mais to do.
Oh, yes, and also, the verse of the song is from "Abraham's Daughter" por Arcade Fire, part of the Hunger Games soundtrack. It's a great song, one of my favorites.
Please comment and leave your feedback. Come on, my fellow readers, I know that there are mais of you out there!
-TheFan2000 :D
The school ano of Alfea just got started,and Fira and Aria walked past the line where Griselda is making attendance lists.
"Where do you think you're going?"an angry Griselda grumbled.
"At the first line,because we are enrolled first at Alfea."Fira said.
Griselda said to them follow the bunch of girls walking to the first line.As they walked,Aria accidentally tossed her luggage that made Fira stumbled.That caused laughter,and since Fira is a sensitive girl,shouted back an angry groan that let out a shape of a bird made of fogo out from herself.
The laughter burned out,as they had seen a giant firebird flew across the sky,shrieking shrill sounds that attracted Ms. Faragonda's attention to calm it down with a thunderbolt magic.
The thunderbolt made the firebird shriek even mais that it let out orbs of fogo which destroyed every building.But Fira,Aria,and 5 other girls transformed to fight the firebird Fira made.
"Where do you think you're going?"an angry Griselda grumbled.
"At the first line,because we are enrolled first at Alfea."Fira said.
Griselda said to them follow the bunch of girls walking to the first line.As they walked,Aria accidentally tossed her luggage that made Fira stumbled.That caused laughter,and since Fira is a sensitive girl,shouted back an angry groan that let out a shape of a bird made of fogo out from herself.
The laughter burned out,as they had seen a giant firebird flew across the sky,shrieking shrill sounds that attracted Ms. Faragonda's attention to calm it down with a thunderbolt magic.
The thunderbolt made the firebird shriek even mais that it let out orbs of fogo which destroyed every building.But Fira,Aria,and 5 other girls transformed to fight the firebird Fira made.
