Chapter 3
Castra
We were still in the meadow that surrounded my house-and their apartments- when we heard The Voice.
“Castra. Castra. Castra.” It whispered on the wind.
“Did anyone else just hear that?” I asked anxiously.
“Yeah, but I wish that I didn’t.” Replied only Emily.
“Well, I didn’t! You guys are hearing things again!” Carly scoffed.
“Castra. Castra. Castra.” Again went the voice.
“Whoa, I heard it that time.” Amanda’s tense voice rang out through the meadow, but I wasn’t listening anymore.
The voice was talking to me.
“Shh!” I quieted everyone.
“Come to Castra my young protectors. Your answers will lie there.” The majestic voice floated. It carried a familiar quality to it.
“Mother!” I shouted!
“What?” Everyone asked at the same time.
“We have to go to Castra to find out what this necklace means! I heard mother’s voice, telling me to go!”
They looked like they were staring at an insane pixie.
“Listen, what else do we have to do beside save Earth from the dumb Brownies? We can do that on the way! I get weird feelings around this necklace, and I want answers!” My voice was getting higher, louder. My pulse quickened, and my stomach was on fire. I was officially one pissed pixie.
No one seemed to notice, because the kept egging me on.
“Well, I say that we stay. There are sooo many Brownies! If we left them alone, they’d multiple while we were gone!” Carly groaned.
My vision went blurry.
“I agree. Plus, the journey to Castra? Only one pixie group ever made it. Well, at least made it there and back alive.” Rachel said.
My whole body went numb with power. The pain in my stomach was bubbling up my whole body. This was just too much. I exploded.
The meadow turned black with the fury of my power. The trees were blown away, even before the black fireball hit it.
My vision blurred even more. I could barely make out my so called friends cowering under Emily’s shield. Damn Emily to hell.
My evil had taken over. Exhaustion swept over me faster than my friends, and everything went as black as my magic.
When I woke up, I was chained down to my bed. They had welded me to the wall, and there were several padlocks on the doors and windows. I could hear them downstairs.
My evil never left me. I could still feel my eyes being a reddish black color. I checked my wings. Yeah, they were all black too.
Great, I thought. I blew up my favorite meadow, and tried to kill my friends.
What a wonderful time to explode, when we were close to discovering the secret of the necklace. And now, we know that the necklace is linked to Castra, the ancient lost pixie magical realm of the whole of my existence, and I was chained to my own bed!
This was too easy though. I flicked a small, dark magic ball at one of the chains. It melted. Nice!
I realized that I could manipulate my powers to make a whip and a sword made of pure black power.
I quickly cut the chains and the padlocks off the door, not making a sound.
I stepped out into the hallway, with a smirk on my face, only to find six missiles enchanted with magic, coming for me. Alarms went off throughout the house, and the tensions from downstairs almost chocked me with force.
I leapt up easily, avoiding the first missile.
It followed me.
I flicked my wrist and they all exploded.
My smirk returned as I headed down the stairs. I kenw that they could hear me, and I used that to my advantage.
“Oh I wonder where my dear friends are? Oh, there you guys are!” I didn’t have to pretend to be shocked as I walked into my huge kitchen.
They had laid out everything that you would need for a journey. Maps, food, water, camping supplies, books, toilet paper, and basically the works of magical items.
“What are you guys doing?” I asked astonishingly.
“We’re going to Castra. Want to join us?” Amanda said with a gleam in her eye.
“Hell yeah.” A wicked smile formed on my face as I went over to their table and helped with the preparations.
