"David.." I stood there and used my gravity powers to pull the djinni that hit David close to me then I hit it with my impact of a 18-wheeler at 60mph so it flew backwards into a black hole I set up behind it. "If you would have just given me Junior, I could have beat them all easy!"
Frank "there no point in yelling at the boy." i said as i staggered up " oh David next ime aim where you send dibris at someone that broke my ribbs and probably punctered my lung."
Mr Ezekiel to the Rescue The Djinni was immune to their attacks, and when he was punched his fat absorbed the shock of the punch and his attacker was electrocuted and sent flying back through the air. "STUPID PUNY WITCH-BOY", Fat Djinni scolded. "LIGHTNING NO LIKE BEING TOUYCHED---DUH!" Then the Djinni turned to David and raised his hands, preparing to cast a terrible, killing spell... "Ok, whats all the fuss?" Ezekiel had arrived in the doorway, panting form running and a deep scowl on his face. He took int he situation quickly and started chanting unde rhis breath and waving his hands. Suddenly holes opened up under each othe Moles and they dropped down into a deep abyss. Then he turned tot he Fat Djinni and said, "You fool, I put you in that lamp--I'll do it again!" The old magician pointed at the tritan and it flew into his hand and he shot six powerful fire bolts at the Djinni's chest. Fat Djinni moved back with each hit until he was near the lamp. Then Ezekiel snapped his fingers and a huge chunk of ceiling fell on the Djinni, burying him and his lamp in rubble. But now the room was completely unstable and it was faling down around them. Ezekiel said, "Out, out, OUT!", and wave dhis hands. Everyone felt the ground move beneath them and they slid safely out of the callapsing room into the hall. David's statue kissed his cheek and let him go and Ezekiel's earth moving spell pulled him out, too. Once they were all safe, the room collapsed completely and the walls shut on the room permanently. Ezekiel panted and said, "You....kids...are...gonna be the death of me!" He coughed and spit against the wall, a milky yellow stain ont he hard stone surface. "Lets get back to my office--now", Ezekiel said. Without a 'thank you' he snatched the scroll they went to get and stuffed it into a hidden fold of his musky robe. Then he turned and frog marched them back to his office... (i g2g guys!! i'll be back on as soon as possible!!)
I started crying I didn't like being yelled at. "I'm sorry .... I." I couldn't stop sobbing I hate getting lectured. ("YOU FOOL FIGHT DRINKK ALL THEIR BLOOD IN VICTORY.") Junior said to David.
Mr Ezekiel Mr Ezekiel noticed that some of the students were injured or exhausted from the battle. "Oh, sorry", he said gruffly. "Here..." He blew on his hand and sparkling green dust sprayed all over the students, healing them and re-energizing them. "I hate to do that", Ezekiel grumbled. "It looks too froo-froo, so don't make me do it again--ever. Now, lets keep going." He turned around and limped away as fast as his old limbs would take him.
Wyndii I came out from behind one of the shelves, coughing violently. The dust from the room had caused some sort of reaction in my body and i was shaking. "Damnit i'm useless..." i muttered, sitting down on the floor. Whatever had been in that dust i had not been immune to, and i suddenly felt a chill run down my spine. I was supposed to be immune to everything, how was it that i- My thought-process halted as i bent over, coughing again. Fire filled my body, burning, making me want to scream for release of it. I shuddered as i adapted suddenly, my body quivering as two small spines sprouted from my back and my coughing ceased. My eyes glowed, and i gasped for air as my coughing finally stopped. I had also grown an inch or so taller, my body becoming more slender and whip-like with my arms and legs hiding toned muscles that could fling Frank in his wolf form with ease. "I hate adapting..." i hissed, scratching at the spines on my back. "Always changing -never stay the same..."
Samantha (late for the party... again) "Well, I guess that's the end of that!" I said blushing a bit. It wasn't common for me to speak up like that. I hated not being able to fight. And it wasn't even that my powers wouldn't have been useful, I was just too scared. Everything was so new to me in this world. Magic, monsters, people like me... overwhelming! Albeit, as I felt more and more at home with these people, my confidence was rising. I was pretty sure that I would be able to help out in the next wacky adventure we would take on METAGAME: My tests are almost over "Good job everyone, um... I'm sorry I'm such a good-for-nothing mage... I'll try to help out next time, I promise!"
New Teacher They were almost back to Mr Ezekiel's office when a secret passage opened in the wall. Out stepped a short woman with big brown hair and too much make-up. She carried herself with dignity, as if she thought she was a royal, and she looked donw her nose at everyone, even Ezekiel. "Ah crap, what do you want, ya old biddy?", Ezekiel grumped. "I know you're not calling anyone old, Ezekiel", the woman replied in a squeaky voice. Seh turned tot he students. "I am Ms Wintour, the resident oracle at Mystik School. I see all and know all. Ms Needfyre told me to come get the students, she has an activity planned or something." Ms Wintour sniffed. "It stinks down here." Mr Ezekiel rolled his fox-yellow eyes. "Go with her students", he said in an exasperated voice. "And don't believe any of the phooey that comes out of her mouth. The future is not set in stone, it changes depending on our choices. Remember that." Ezekiel cast one more withering glare at Ms Wintour and then marched away. "Come with me, little ones!", Ms Wintour chirped. She walked back into the secret passage she had just came out of--it turned out to be an elevator. All the students crowded in and Ms Wintour turned a dial so that the arrow pointed at 'Up'. "My it is stuffy in here isn't it?", Ms Wintour complained. She flapped her hand and an orb of water appeared on her palm. She popped the water ball into her mouth and gulped. "Ahhh, refreshing", she squeaked. "So, how do you guys like Mr Ezekiel? He's an old fart, isn't he?" She giggled and her stormy gray eyes glinted meanly.
Samantha "So, how do you guys like Mr Ezekiel? He's an old fart, isn't he?" I didn't think that at all! Sure, Mr. Ezekiel was old, and I had only been in his company for a little bit, but he seemed like a knowledgeable person. However, I wasn't about to go against one of the teachers in this world, I was trying to make a good impression after all. My mind shifted to another matter: The new activity. Whatever it was, I promised myself I would try my hardest to be a part of it. I was sick of being held to the sidelines.
"I didn't smell any old farts. But Mr Ezackiel was nice and that was a really fun gym class." I sad smiling. It was the best gym ever........
"He was kinda an ass at first, but he saved me from dying so, yeah?" I petted Samantha once again, even with me being healed the lightning burn down my arm was still there. "So, whats your name again?" I asked the new teacher. "And how are you, Frank? After getting your rubs crushed."
Ms Wintour The tiny oracle lady said, "I am Ms Wintour, learn it, little boy." She pointed up her nose haughtily and sniffed. The elevator made it to the upper level and they all got out into a long hall. Ms Wintour scuttled ahead of them on her stubby legs, her head held high like a tiny munchkin queen. she led them to a pair of sliding wood doors and said, "Okay, this is your next clas--" She suddenly choked and she stared at them wide-eyed. "You're going to die! All of you are going to d-d-die!", she shrieked. Suddenly the wood doors banged open and out stepped Headmistress Needfyre and a tall man in a designer black suit. "Hello, students", Needfyre said calmly. "What is going on here, Ms Wintour...?" Ms Wintour didn't answer, she just continued to gawk at the students and clutch her throat. "I'll take her away, she needs rest", Needfyre said with a warm smile. She put her hands on Ms Wintour's tiny shoulders and began leading her away. "I am Kyre", the tall man said in a rough, deep voice. His eyes were jet black and eternally wise and patient. "No need for the 'Mister', we are all equals here. Come inside..." Kyre turned around and headed into the class.
"Did Miss Wintour lose her something? Because I get like that one I lose stuff." I asked trying to figure out why Miss Wintour went all nuts.
"Are you supposed to be a guy who helps us with our mental problems, K?" I looked up at the tall man. "Oh yeah nice jacket by the way." I looked at his jacket then at Wyndii, Frank, Samantha, and David. Is this enough to beat Jenny and Chris?
Wyndii "You're all going to die! Your all going to d-d-die!" I didn't know why but i bared my fangs at that, the twin spines in my back -attached at the shoulder blades- rising like hackles. But Needfyre came and then before i knew it i was in a new classroom with a teacher who insisted on us calling him Kyre. "We will all die at some point -she just stated the obvious." i muttered, but paused as i realized what i had just said. Biting my lower lip, i pulled out the black spherical crystal from my pocket, the sun image half-way to overlapping the moon now. All of us die at some point... but I only lose my body temporarily... I thought sadly, remembering the day that the Magic Council had come to "cleanse" the G.A.I.A company and kill all of us. My siblings were not really dead- merely in ghost form until they gather enough energy to return to this plane. Tucking the black crystal back into my pocket, i reached back to fiddle with the spines on my back, growling as they shrank until i was back in a normal human form -the only change evident now that i had grown an inch after adapting. Walking over to a desk, i sat down and placed my hands in my lap, looking curiously about me. "So what class is this M- Uh, Kyre?" I asked.
Kyre "Are you supposed to be a guy who helps us with our mental problems, K?" "No, thats up to Needfyre", Kyre said. "She is always watching and observing your behaviour to figure out how to help you. Us teachers just keep you preoccupied--learning your craft is just as critical in your counseling. Now sit, please." Kyre gestured to the scuffed floorboards and sat down himself at the head of the class. Next to him was a boombox. He popped in a tape and haunting folk music came out of the speakers. It was almost comical, how someone as smartly dressed and serious as Kyre could listen to that kind of hokey music. He even took off his jacket and kicked off his shoes. "We're going to try Astral Projection, the art of leaving your physical vessel", Kyre said in his deep rumbling voice. "It's really dangerous 'cause when you leave your body it is completely vulnerable, and bad spirits might even try to possess you. But you don't have to worry about that here, I've sprinkled salt in a big circle around us, no negativie influences can enter here. The plus side to Astral Projection is your spirit form is ten times more powerful and free. You'll see. Now close your eyes and when I say three, everyone will leave their bodies..." "One..."
"Boy your voice sounded like a mean lady's." I said to Wyndii. "I bet your at this school to work on your anger problems or your bad at math." Yeah she might just be bad at math, that's why she is so mad.
Wyndii I resisted the urge to growl at David. "I had my life threatened by a very bad person David, so I am mad at them." I explained softly, and rolled my eyes slightly at Kyre's instructions. Spirit form? My brothers and sisters were all trapped in that state until further notice -and i was the only one in my original body, so this would be a peace of cake. Closing my eyes i caught sight of my siblings moving about in my mind, restless. They were trapped in me because of the salt, but didn't seem too irritated. Cole grinned at me and flicked his hand as a symbol to go ahead -one of them could take over my body if anything went wrong in order to protect it. I breathed very carefully, feeling like i was drifting, floating.... I opened my eyes and looked down, seeing that I was now in the general shape of a crystal-elemental, jagged stones protruding from my shoulders as my neon blue smoke-bound body, my feet hovering just an inch above the ground. My aura became visible, like blue flame slowly wreathing about me, and i smiled as i felt the power surging through me like a tidal wave. G.A.I.As were not only the most advanced creatures in this world, but were also the strongest when it came to magic ability. With my draining spells and powers of incineration after my target was weakened to near-death, i was just about invincible. Scratch that, i was immortal.
Astral Projection "Yes, three", Kyre said, and suddenly they were all floating over their bodies. They were still themselves, but they glowed like miniature suns. The brightest one of them all was Kyre, who's spirit burned like a red supernova. "Good job", Kyre said. "Now...lets try to invoke something, shall we?" His tone became darker as he spoke and he began writing fire words in the air. The fire letters spun in a circle until they blurred together and then they flung apart and one letter went to each of them. "Thats just so I can keep track of you all", Kyre explained. "Now, I was thinking I could teach you how to control minor beings. Lets go after a..." He looked thoughtful. "A gnome! Now who can tlel me where gnome's live?"
I was a ghost now. That's really spooky. "Gnomes come from my underwear." I said happily. I was sure that was the answer.
"Gnomes live in yards and forests. I think." I was a little worried about being outside my own body but I went along with it for now. I felt more energy than usual flow through me and if to much flowed I could accidentaly make a giant black hole. And that wouldn't be good.
