|I woke up and looked at the clock. “Oh no,” I muttered. I was late for class! I got up and quickly pulled on my Wizard robes. As I was about to leave for class, my eye fell upon the calendar. There was a big red circle around today. I suddenly realized that it was the first day of October! There was no school this October, because the teachers had decided that we needed time to do Hallowe’en quests. Okay, all the teachers except Professor Drake. I walked out of my castle. Oh, I forgot to tell you; I earned enough gold to buy a castle! Of course, it’s pretty small, but it’s better than my tiny dorm. I walked to the portal and teleported to Ravenwood. I walked to the Commons. “Now what should I do?” I murmured to myself. This was my first Hallowe’en. I had heard from my friends that there were special quests and decorations, but I didn’t know where to get the quests from. I looked around and saw pumpkins and red ghosts everywhere. “Whoa!” I thought. Well, my friends were right about the decorations. I suddenly noticed a pumpkin-faced person standing by the lake. I walked up to him.
“I bet you’re looking for quests, aren’t you? Well, go and find the ghosts of blue.”
“Sorry, I can’t repeat myself to you. I guess you’ll just have to make do.” I stood there, confused. “All right, I’ll make an exception this time. I’ll write it down without the rhyme.” He pointed at my quest journal, and I handed it to him. He wrote something down on it, and gave it back to me.
“Um…thank you!” I said. Then I walked away. I sat on the grass and read what he had written. “Find 10 blue ghosts in the Shopping District,” it said. So I did. When I got to the Shopping District, I saw blue ghosts flying everywhere. I ran into one, and it disappeared. So that was how I collected them. I came back to the pumpkin guy (I found out later that his name was Jack Hallow) and he gave me my reward. For a while, I just did quests for him like finding ghosts and bobbing for apples. Then I got a quest to defeat someone called Baron Mordecai. “It can’t be that difficult,” I thought. I went to Triton Avenue and looked around on the first level. It wasn’t there. So I went to the second level and found it. The tower’s windows were sparkling blue, so I knew it was the right one for my quest. I was about to go inside, but I hesitated. I didn’t know how powerful Baron Mordecai was. I decided to wait for someone else to come, just in case it was too difficult to do on my own. As I was waiting, I heard a sound behind me, so I turned around. My friend Joseph DarkGiver was standing there.
“Hi!” he said.
“Hi, Joseph. I haven’t seen you in a while.”
“I’ve been doing a lot of quests. I’m level 19 now.”
“Level 19? That’s higher than I am! Last time I saw you, you were barely level 13!”
“Well, it’s been a long time since then. So, what are you doing?”
“Oh, I’m just waiting for someone to come so I can defeat Baron Mordecai with them.”
“Hey, I’m on that quest, too. I can defeat him with you.”
“Sure, why not.” We stood on the sigil, and after 10 seconds, we appeared inside a tower. There were three monsters, plus an ugly baron. “You first,” I said. He squinted at me like he was saying, “Why?”
“If you say so,” he said, and stepped onto one of the circles. I followed a second later. Some of you might be wondering why I asked him to go first. It’s because monsters usually attack the person who initiate the fight and leave the second person alone. It was a mean trick, I know. But as of now, I was the weaker one. We battled the four enemies for the longest time. The three monsters had about 1000 health each, and Baron Mordecai had 2000 health. We managed to kill one of the monsters, but we both had really low health. In desperation, I called my friends Allan SoulCoin and Charles LifeBloom, asking for help. They were both a lot more powerful than me, especially Charles, who was level 50! A few seconds later, they appeared next to me, and hurried to the circles. We prepared to fight some more, but suddenly a black aura appeared around the circles we were standing on. The battlefield disappeared, and the monsters stepped back. I tried to run, but the aura was like a wall around me. Then the tower scene disappeared, and we appeared inside a giant room. It had a battlefield in the middle.
“Where are we?” said Joseph.
“I don’t know,” I said.
We looked at Allan expectedly. “Neither do I.”
“I do,” said Charles. “This is Malistaire’s Lair. We learned about this in class. This is…where all the former Chosen Ones came before they turned against us.”
“You haven’t learned about them yet?” I shook my head. “There is a prophecy…a prophecy about Malistaire. There is a wizard that is destined to defeat him. That wizard is the Chosen One. Headmaster Ambrose thought five wizards were the Chosen One before, but they all joined Malistaire when they met him. Now we know it has to be a Myth wizard.”
“It sure is.” Suddenly we heard a door creaking open. We turned and saw the big boss himself: Malistaire.
“Greetings, young wizards. You may be wondering why you have been brought here.” I felt like screaming, “Heck, yeah!” at him. “You are going to join me.”
“What?” we said at the same time.
“Yes, you will. We can do this the easy way, or the hard way. Now, who will join me willingly?” None of us said anything. “Very well. The hard way, then.” Malistaire pointed his wand at Joseph, Charles, and Allan. As he did, each of their eyes turned red. Then he pointed his wand at me. My wand let out a spark of gold energy, which pushed the bolt of black magic into Malistaire’s wand. He frowned. “No matter. Your friends work for me now, and you are trapped. You cannot do anything to save yourself now.” He clapped his hands, and the cages surrounding my friends disappeared. They bowed down to him. He had brainwashed them! They all left the room, leaving me to think of a plan. My piggle, Baby Bubba, fluttered beside me as if nothing had happened. I patted it. “Sorry, boy, but I don’t think you can help me.” It frowned and stopped flying. Suddenly it got back up and oinked to get my attention. It flew over to the bars on the cage of dark magic and slid through easily. “Good idea!” I said. “But how will you unlock it?” Baby Bubba came back inside and nudged my wand. “Of course!” I said. I bent the end of my wand and put it in Baby Bubba’s mouth. He flew out and jammed the wand into the keyhole. He turned it, and the door clicked open. “I’m free!” I said. “But what about my friends?” I rushed out the door. There were two doors. One said EXIT on it, and the other had no label. I was tempted to run out the exit before I was caught, but I knew I had to save my friends. After all, I had dragged them into this, and I had to get them out. I slowly opened the second door and made sure no one could see me walking in, and then I hurried inside the room. Just when I was sure there was nobody in the room, Malistaire appeared in front of me.
“Going somewhere?” He sneered. “I think not.”
“Let my friends go!”
“Never!” he said. “They will be useful spies for me. Your filthy headmaster won’t suspect a thing!”
“What if I just teleport out of here right now?”
“I thought of that. I cast a spell on this place. No one can teleport in, no one can teleport out.”
I was desperate now. I had no choice but to risk it all. “I challenge you to a battle. I win, you let my friends and me go free. I lose, and you keep us forever.”
“That was a foolish move, girl. I accept.”
“Swear on the roots of Bartleby that you will let us go and take your brainwashing enchantment off my friends.” I had learned this from one of my friends. If Malistaire broke this vow, the earth would swallow him up and he would be buried alive.
“I swear on the roots of Bartleby that if, somehow, you win this battle, I will let you and your friends go free and I will remove my spell from them. ” He stepped onto a battlefield in the middle of the room. “Now come, so you can be defeated.” I followed, and we began the battle. He had 5000 health, and I had about 1000. I summoned myth and death creatures, and he summoned ultra-powerful death creatures. Finally I was down to 200 health. I sank to my knees.
“Join me, and you will not have to suffer like this. I can take away all your pain. All I ask is that you serve me.”
“Your future does not have to be like this, Saffron. You can choose a different destiny.”
“Wh…what do you mean?”
“Your wonderful headmaster didn’t tell you? He must not care. He’s just using you because he’s too scared to fight me himself.”
“Tell me what?”
“That you’re the Chosen One. It is you. You are destined to defeat me. Why do you think I took the trouble to send a spy to eliminate you? Why do you think I had the Nirinis attack you?”
“No…you’re wrong. Headmaster Ambrose would never lie to me!” I got back up. “You’re the one who’s lying!” I pointed my wand at him, and a glowing gold bolt of energy sprang out. It grew bigger and bigger like a bubble, and finally exploded, showering Malistaire with sparks of magic. He yelled in pain, and his health meter went down to 0. The battlefield disappeared. “Now let us go!”
“Very well.” He waved his wand, and my friends appeared in front of us. He pointed at them, and their eyes turned back to their normal color. He pointed at all of us, and we appeared in the tower where we had fought Baron Mordecai.
“What happened?” said Joseph.
“I’ll tell you some other time.” My friends went home, and I went to Headmaster Ambrose. I needed to talk to him about something.
“I need to talk to you. In private.”
“All right, then…”
“Let’s go to the tower.” We went through a door and walked into the Headmaster’s Tower.
“What is it, Saffron?”
I decided to give him one last chance. “Is there something you need to tell me?”
He hesitated, then said, “No.”
“Malistaire told me that I was the Chosen One. That’s not true, is it?”
He hesitated again, then said, “Of course not!”
“Are you sure?”
He sighed. “No. Yes, Saffron, you are the Chosen One.”
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”
“I thought…I thought you might try to fight Malistaire before you were ready.”
I decided not to mention how I had fought Malistaire. “You lied to me!”
“Saffron, it was for your own…”
“Maybe I should have joined Malistaire! At least he told me the truth about myself!”
“Saffron, I’m sorry.”
“I’ll never forgive you!” I ran out the door and teleported to my castle. I slept there for the rest of the day. I hate him, I thought. I hate him so much!
Back in the tower, Headmaster Ambrose was lamenting about what had happened. Gamma flew in through the window and hooted, “What did I miss?”
The headmaster sighed. “Not now, Gamma.”
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