The day Before Twilight but After Midnight: Chapter 10: A Shocking Turn

Twilight looked up startled and had a massive breakdown for 10 minutes. She regained her strength and looked around her. She found 20 notebooks, 10 pencils, 5 desks, and at least 100 potions. She found an extremely cluttered and hollowed out desk which looked over a century old. On the desk were quite interesting items: a notebook tattered and worn out with everlasting notes, old potion jars collapsed, pencils frayed to the led, and an old cookbook with a small lock pinned down every so roughly as if one was in a hurry.  She unlocked it and flipped through the pages until something so peculiar caught her eye. She pulled the page, and out popped a small key. One side an ordinary lock, the other an engraving of a small locket just like hers and Midnights. She pulled out her locket and rolled it in her hand until she felt a miniature patch of an opening. she pressed her fingers down on the patch and saw a keyhole appear in front of her. Not knowing, she placed the key in and watched in awe as the keyhole fade, and a scroll with a pouch appear.  She gently removed the pouch and scroll from the designation and eyed at the flickering light making the items enlargen. At normal size, felt the pouch heavier and noisier than currency, and the scroll somewhat greasier ad thinner than most scrolls. She carefully unwound the ruby red thread from the scroll and opened it up to a full screening. Very startling it was, seeing the scroll was empty, Twilight decided to open the pouch. She set aside the scroll and unclasped the clasp from the pouch. Inside was a very confusing sight, of an ink bottle, several mini quills, and a handful of currency dedicated to her land. She threw the pouch at the scroll, and grunted in anger, knowing that this could never help her retrieve her sister and friends. She slumped down in an old hollow chair, and wailed,

” How can I save them!?”  She put her face in her hands and cried loudly. She sobbed for a while, and took her head out of her hands, and stared wet-eyed at the scroll. She was about to turn back if a puddle of white ink hadn’t caught her eye. She stood up from her chair and dragged herself to the puddle. She watched bewildered as the puddle became smaller, smaller, smaller while writing and pictures became lager, larger, and larger. She picked up the scroll and squinted at it as she tried to read the scribbled writing. She made out some words,

” beware, danger, goddess, Dusk ” but made nothing out of them. She slumped back in the chair and watched as a few tears trickled down her cheek and blotted on the scroll. The tears must’ve been the last ingredient to the recipe, for the scroll began to shine clearly for Twilight to realize that she was looking at a map. A map with no pictures in fact! She decided to scrawl a few pictures just to help with the charting. She took the pouch in her hand and found the cluttered desk; scraping all items clean from the surface. She took a quill, dipped it in ink, and drew the resembled pictures of a house, old oak lavender tree, Forest Magic and the Hourglass from the Hourglass room. She held the scroll up to the dim light and held up a coin to each picture. She gasped as she saw something unusually intimidating.
The figure and Twilight’s friends all landed in a very dark forest but were led to a very lighted house. There, the figure knocked on the door twice, and said,

 ” Kala, Pandra, Khare Ji, Aat !” The creaky door opened and rattled with dust as the friends stepped inside the shack-like home, and sat in 3 unexpected chairs pulled up. The figure went into a closet room and flickered a dull bulb while pulling down a barely see-through curtain. The figure looked odd behind the curtain, and could barely be seen of her actions. The figure later came out looking different than normal. Somehow she must’ve changed in that closet so quickly. Instead of wearing a bright peach dress, she was wearing a dark indigo dress with a very unusual set of wings perched on her back.  She wore a very sturdy bun with a crown piece tucked in, so the only part showing was the symbol it bore. The symbol, as I said before, was the mark of the Demons. However, Obsidian and Rocky had a crown like this though different, the woman was nowhere similar to who Rocky and Obsidian were.  Obsidian Gasped as she looked at the figure up in tense.

” Yes, it is I, Valet, Queen and Goddess of the Demons!!!!” Cackled the woman.

” The Queen of Demons is Starlight???!!” Midnight quivered.

” No,” said Starlight coming from behind Valet, saying something much more shocking, ” The Queen of Demons is my mother,  and  I am Princess Starlightieya, the daughter of queen Valet!!” She cackled the same horrible laugh as her mother and grinned smugly.

” Oh no! This is bad bad bad!!” Obsidian Whispered frantically.

” Why?” Midnight whispered back. Obsidian Gulped and replied quivering

” Every thousand years the queen gives birth to a child on  Demonstar and they always die after the star emerges which is good until now! It has been said that  a thousand years later – which is now- The queen will give birth to a child  days before Demon star, take place of the queen’s throne in the next hour, and become …. queen… and.. and….”

” and what?” Midnight asked softly.

” And will live to the Demonstar’s arrival, and will … “

” Yess??…”

” And will let the Demonstar rise from its slumber to cause chaos and destruction to all of our homes,  and will… ” She paused and squeaked in a quiet tone ” and will empower Starlight, to destroy the Gods and Goddesses of the world, ridding Dawn, Dusk and all of the others from this world into the chamber of  the Demostar itself!”

The Day before Twilight but After Midnight Chapter 9: The Unexplained change

The bright light blinded the sisters deeply through their eyes. Crystal was standing as firm as a rock, while Obsidian stood trembling ever so slightly. The figure kept glowing faintly and strongly between all the surprise. When the glowing stopped,  each girl had a new thought that made them gap about the presence. Crystal had a glow as if she recognized this girl as if she was connected to her. Twilight, was awed and startled by the mass entrance she had seen. She knew some part of her wanted to scream out loud that something about this girl was not new to her as well. Midnight had an anxious feeling of curiosity and a frightening thought that this girl may not be who she seemed to be. Finally, Obsidian. Now, you may think that she may have a plot of evil, or that she didn’t care, but she did care. Though her brain told her to ignore the feeling and to think about the war, her heart felt something more. She felt that an open light bloomed through her heart, and opened it’s wounded soul to something even more beautiful than the figure. It was happiness. She felt happiness, in her life; for the first time she can remember, she felt happy. She felt that nothing else cared in her heart, but the desire to find more happiness, the kind she wished to have all her life. When the girls knocked sense into them, they stared into the light of the girl. Her delicate white wings, her lovely peach dress, and, her blooming brown hair. Everyone gazed up at the sight when they realized that the figure had not opened her eyes. They waited and waited, until a voice shimmered through their ears, and said,

” Why have you gazed onto the light friends, we shan’t get blind now that the light is faint.” The girls all admired the sweet sounding voice as if a flurry of brightness and all that was right flew through them.  The only one who was too sceptical to speak was Twilight. Though kind-hearted,  she felt a solemn nerve strike through her pulse that gave 3 words,
” don’t trust her.”
The only dilemma was the part that Twilight wanted to meet her. As shimmering bright like a firefly, the figure swooped and fluttered among the rest, gazing and smiling as all was right.  Taking a pause, she gently cleared her throat once, twice, thrice, until Crystal heard her.

” Yes, Twilight? You cleared your throat?”At this very amateur -like point, everyone was looking at Twilight, even the figure. As before, the figure was shining as the star with a grin and a bow, but now all that was left was a dull flickering light with a grunt and a frown.

” Uh, you, ba… twilighteee!” And with this, she spun in a dazed circle thudding softly to the ground.
” Twilight?!! Twilight?!!!” Midnight hollered. The dazed sister leaned on her elbows and sat up startled.

”  Um, what happened?’ Twilight said confusedly. Midnight flung her arms around Twilight and cried happily.

” You had passed out1 I was so worried!” While everyone was reassuring that Twilight was fine, the only figures which stayed back were the figure and Obsidian. Obsidian gently leaned to Twilight and firmly squeezed her shoulder. Giving a reassuring smile, she leaned back and let go.  Now, everyone was the figure except for happy except for the figure. She huffed and cleared her throat in a very rude sounding manner, and stubbornly hollered. Everyone stopped short quickly and looked at the figure. Now, the figure beamed up and fluttered about.

” Now if we’re all done with your sister, we can start talking about me for now?!!” She curtsied gently and stared at the girls funny.  Everyone but Twilight started walking to the figure. Their eyes were dull in a dark crystal clear blue. They grew wings and held spears as sharp as a sword. The figure calmly held her hands out as if she was hugging someone, and had the same eyes penetrate Twilight. She thought for a moment, then realized that everyone was being hypnotized. As losing track of her friends, she noticed a small bristle of wind curl through her bangs. Midnight remained and balanced herself in a rocket talking off format. Twilight grabbed hold of Midnight’s leg but was cut off by the very powerful wind blast that was shot into her. The figure grinned and said bitterly

” You have no place to go. your friends are being taken into the dark forest and will do everything in their power to destroy you. When the black hour comes and crosses the red moon on demonstar, then all earth will bend at my will!!!” The bitter expression disappeared into a smug and sweet expression, and the figure blasted into the night, leaving nothing but Twilight and potions behind.