"7,7,7,8,9,3,4,2,1." The stone keypad got covered. A treasure chest was revealed. He used the key that Jewel had gave him, the same key used to open the Book of Lore. He opened the chest, and picked up what looked like the golden handle of a sword with an opal jewel on it. He pressed the opal and the blade part of the sword appeared like magic. When he pressed the opal again, the blade disappeared.
"It's cool, isn't it?" Jewel asked. Johnathan jumped.
"Ah! Johnathan, behind you!" Jewel cried. Johnathan quickly turned around. He couldn't believe what he saw. There, was the Ice Queen that Jewel had told him about.
"Jewel! Hey punk! Don't you know how to treat a lady?!" Johnathan shouted at the Ice Queen. The Ice Queen only smiled. And not the good kind of smile, the evil kind of smile.
"My dear boy, I do know. For I am a lady," the Ice Queen replied in her thick, cold English accent. Johnathan shuddered as a cold blast of wind and snow blew in his face. That was the first moment. The next moment, a bunch of harmless snowmen were in army formation in front of the Ice Queen.
"Is that the best you can do?" Johnathan asked as the slashed all the snowmen in half with his sword. The Ice Queen laughed. Johnathan had no idea exactly WHY she was laughing. He had sliced eleven snowmen in half in ten seconds.
"You think that's the best I have? Behold, my ICE CAGE! HAHAHA!!!" the Ice Queen laughed. Soon, Johnathan was surrounded by a cage of ice. Great, this isn't how things were planned, Johnathan thought as he tried to break the cage with his sword. Jewel watched helplessly as the Ice Queen casted another spell,
"I can't trust you with my ice crusher, so I'll give you my BLIZZARD BLANKET!!" Johnathan pulled out his jacket and tried to break the cage. He saw Jewel being strangled and he heard the Ice Queen say,
"Take Jewel away. She will help us open the Book of Lore. Her pretty boy is done for, so it will be easier to get her to give us the key." As he saw the dreaded Ice Queen leave with her minions nad Jewel in binds, he laughed. The Ice Queen wouldn't have the key even if she did have Jewel. He, Johnathan Hicks, had the key, and the Ice Queen was leaving him there to die! This was getting better, and colder, by the minute.
"I'll bust open this cage and then go rescue Jewel. Almost there.... AH! I DID IT!!" Johnathan said as the blizzard blanket and the ice cage dissapeared.
"Now, to find Jewel, and restore the Book of Lore," he said as he got himself ready for the adventure of a lifetime.
I will return, for this is not the end...
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