Links, just, links

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http://mashable.com/2013/11/23/doctor-who-primer/


Just some links. See if you like it. Doctor Who by the way. :)

WORST BLOGGING NIGHTMARE EVER

OHMYGOSHLASTNIGHTIHADONEOFTHEWORSTNIGHTMARESINBLOGGINGHISTORY!!

So I was sleeping. Zzzzz. I was dreaming I was blogging. And then I had just finished writing a post, and then when I went to check out the home thingymabob to read other people's posts, then above my post, there was another post and I read it, and it said,


Lisa,
I don't remember the nu

     You are going to be banned from blogging if you write over ___ posts.

mber. Then I was like, OHMYGOSHISTHISREALLYHAPPENING???!!! Then I woke up and I was like, "It was just a nightmare." And I fell back asleep. Imagine if you were in that dream and you couldn't blog anymore and you blog a lot. At least I can still blog…  Or can I?

Magic Upon Magic: Cherrio America, Hello Britain

I fell, water surging towards me. Splash! I hear Allison dive for me. Whispers round the lake and camp. I see my fellow cabin-mates look down to the crystal clear lake as I sink to the bottom. Allison held out her hand, but I couldn't reach it. I was slowly going into a whirlpool. I closed my eyes as I went into the whirlpool. Allison is sucked into the whirlpool with me. I thought I wouldn't be able to breathe, but I bravely took a breath and I could breathe. I motion for Allison to take a breath, and she surprisingly takes a breath and breathes. We are sucked into he whirlpool and go deeper and deeper inside of it. Finally, we are spit out. "Peh!" Allison gacks, spitting out water. I laugh as she spits out a piece of algae. She curses and looks around. "Where are we?" I look around and see that we are sitting in a lake and people are fishing. "What the hell do you bloody toerags think you are doing?!" A random fisher raged. Unfortunately, we were hardwired for Ancient Greek, not British language and slang. Allison spoke up. "Er, we were shoved in a lake and a whirlpool swept us away to here??" She replied and asked at the same time. The fisher looked at us. "Yeah, not bloody bloomin' soon believin' you mates. I bloody bet that's a cockhead lie." I gaze at the pshyco fisher, Allison just dropping her jaw. I step out and look around. "Whoa…" Even tough there's a lake, I see a bustling city, London, in action. Double-decker buses, shops, people everywhere. "Wow." Allison awes. "We're in Britain."

"Oi, mates." A bus driver says. "Couple of euros ("or drachmas" he whispered to us.) and you're on mates." I dug around my pockets for some drachmas. I found two and flipped them to him. "Welcome aboard the famous London Double-Decker Bus for demigods 'round here. ("Or wizards." He mutters mysteriously.) Name's Gus. What are your pretty little ladies desty-nations?" Allison poked her head in front of the driver and said, "Hotel close to Kings Cross Station." Gus smiled a toothy smile. "Aye, mates." And we were off.

I chose a seat on the second story on the bus. Cars and streets passed us by. I noticed that we were on
the wrong side of the road, but my mouth was kept shut. Gus finally stopped at a tall hotel, Kings Cross a couple blocks away. Allison and I checked in, and we went up to our room. "Ah." Allison marveled. "Plush beds, room service, food!" I chuckled. "Unfortunately, not for long, dear friend."

Time Warp

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Susan Foreman

Grandfather was running around the controls of the TARDIS, twisting, turning, pulling, pushing. I was worried. "Grandfather?" I asked. Without turning around, he answered. "Yes, Susan?" He pulled a contraption. "Where are we going?" This time, he turned and addressed me quickly. "Dear Susan, we will be fine. I know what I am doing." I surely hoped so, because I hoped that we wouldn't run into any monsters. Or trouble.

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Zoe Heriot

Knock knock knock! Sipping my coffee, I opened the door. I wasn't expecting my visitor: The Doctor. "D-D-Doctor! What are you doing here?" With a sparkle in his eyes, I practically knew that he was up to something. "C'mon Zoe. We are going on a little- adventure." Stepping out the door, I followed him into the TARDIS and we disappeared.

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Sara Jane Smith

"Ohhh, Doctor." I said nervously. "I'm not so sure about this." The Doctor raised his eyebrows. 

"Sara, why not? Have I ever doubted you? " I thought for a moment. 
"Hmm. What the time you-" The Doctor raised a hand for silence. "Sara, I can assure you that we will be fine." I thought for a little bit and considered. I took his offering hand and stepped into the TARDIS. 

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Leela

Whosh! Whosh! Whosh! K-9 barked at the sound. Erm, more like saying "There is a visitor." Something like that. "What the hell is that?!" Andred exclaimed when he heard K-9's barking. Um, words.  I immediately regocnized that noise as the noise of the TARIDS materializing. I smiled, replying to Andred, "The Doctor has 

returned." 

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Peri Brown

A grin appeared on my face. The Doctor was here! He had been telling me about this adventure that we were going to take. Before he could even knock, I was sprinting out the door. The TARDIS shone in the bright afternoon sunlight, and the Doctor and I stepped in. He started up the TARDIS. It shook a little before we were materializing away.

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Ace

I was excited. I had a recent adventure with the Doctor and now we were on the way to another. My excitement was bouncing around as I plastered the Doctor with questions. "Where are we going?" "When are we returning?" "Who will we meet?" The Doctor merely laughed as he fumbled around with the controls or the TARDIS. Were! Whosh! The Doctor turned around to answer my questions: Surprise, soon, I don't know, Ace. I knew he wouldn't budge after that. So I would just have to wait until we got there. 

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 Grace Holloway

Recently: I had accidentally killed the Doctor, a new one regenerated, and offered to come with him on his travels. I sadly refused and he went traveling alone. I had suddenly felt sorry for him. Until he appeared. The TARDIS appeared in the lab and somehow, no one but me had noticed him. His face appeared from the doorway. "Greetings, Ms. Holloway." I turned as he spoke some more. "I would like to take you on a little adventure." I thought for a moment, was about to say "Yes.", but I looked down at my workload. It was getting alarmingly high, and I needed to catch up. "I'm sorry Doctor, but I really need to work. I'm getting very far behind." As I pointed out my mountain of work, he replied simply, "It shouldn't take anymore than a couple of minutes, I suppose? Because you see, in the TARDIS, you might feel like you're there for a year, but really, when you return, it's only been a couple of weeks. If you go, in the TARDIS, it might feel like days, weeks, but really, when you return back to the lab, maybe a couple of hours have only passed by." I considered for a bit of a while, and finally accepted. Before I left, I quickly wrote down a note in front of my station. "Gone for a while, should be able to return soon. -Grace" 

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Jack Harkness

I stepped onto the TARDIS, leaving Torchwood. "'Bye Jack. Stay safe." Were my fellow Torchwood mates assuring. I waved a half-hearted wave and a "Good-bye," and I closed the door of the TARDIS. Before we materialized away, I clapped my hands and asked, "So, Doctor, where to today?" As he started up the TARDIS, he said, "A mission to defeat." Before I could ask what or who we were defeating, we materialized away from the Torchwood Tower.

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Martha Jones

"Oh no Doctor, I'm not sure about this!" I exclaimed. "Martha, calm. 12345678910. Repeat after me. 12345678910." I repeated "12345678910." I calmed down. "Shh. Good Martha. Now, we are going on an adventure. And this adventure won't be scary or have monsters. Got that? Good." I wondered where we were going to go. Was anybody else going with us? Rose? Oh, wait, she's in the Parallel World. Donna? Hm, possibly. Nah, I don't hear her or anything. Doctor would have told. He pauses, as if he were waiting for someone or something. After a couple of minutes of no action or movement, the Doctor spoke up. "So?" He asked impatiently. "Do you want to go or not?" I accepted. "What are you waiting for?! Let's go!"
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Amy Pond

I clasped Rory's hand worriedly. The Doctor was slightly, erm, crazy. I wasn't sure if we were going to be safe. One time, we were supposed to go to a beach and we ended up going somewhere else. And doing something else. "Rory, I'm not so sure about this!" I whispered frantically to him. "I'm not so sire either, but I think we might have to trust him." The Doctor was running around, trying to figure out a way. "Well, it's the only way to get away from the Daleks." Rory whispered. "Eggs-Eggs-Eggs-EXTERMINATE!!!!!!" A Dalek yelled. "Um, on second thought," I whispered to him, "I'll take it." 

"Good! Have you decided?" The Doctor yelled. "Our answer is yes!" Rory yelled. "Quick! Get into the TARDIS! What are you blokes waiting for?! GET IN BLOODY SIDE IDIOTS!" He yelled. We sprinted for the TARDIS. The Doctor quickly ran into the TARDIS as the Daleks headed for the door of the TARDIS. "EXTERMINATE!!!!!" They yelled furiously. Rory practically laughed. "What's so funny?" Doctor asked. Rory shook his head. "Well, let's go!" He shouted and the TARDIS materialized away. 

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Frozen

ALL IN FAVOR WHO LIKE FROZEN!

Who likes Frozen? I do. It's getting old, but it's still good.  Here is a link so that you can listen to all the songs. Just press the link, then it will lead you to the website and a playlist featuring all the songs. Chose which one you want to listen to, then it will play.  *TIP* Don't use iPads, iPhones, etc. PLEASE USE PC/ Computer. The format won't be available.



http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLszVdbPpkeQaX1jroL5SmI029YIFD3ST5

#FROZEN#FROZEN#FROZEN#FROZEN

Comment your favorite song, and character(s) Can't say all. Limit is three. I will post a later post of a poll on who likes who. Once I have enough. If you don't comment, :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :(
I will be Miss Crankypants. I don't want to be like that. That's why I added that link so that you can review the songs. Characters?

javascript:; Elsa     javascript:; Anna.      javascript:;    Kristoff        javascript:;   Olaf        javascript:;  Sven.         javascript:; Hans :(




Start commenting on your favorites for song and characters and I'll post it. If there's enough, I'll be happy. I'll also put the names if I can and in addition to the post, thank you guys. Thanks!

After Whatever After:The Wild Goose Chase

(PLEASE forgive me, for I was constantly working on my latest series, Magic Upon Magic. I'm sure you would understand. It's like being obsessed with a book series. If you want, check it out. But this is the continued adventure of Abby and Jonah in After Whatever After. :)

"Whoa." Jonah exclaims. I would say the same thing. Oh, we are at the throne room. The seats are plush velvet, with gold embroidered on the sides trailing up. On the very top is a small crown. Along the sids, are jewels of many. Rubies, sapphires, emeralds, you name it. I suddenly remember. "Ummm. Aren't we forgetting something???" Jonah looks at me, then lights up. "Oh yeah! We need to find a portal to come back!" Jonah pauses. "Um, what now?" I do a face-palm. "Jonah, we need to find a mirror or a magical piece of furniture. Quick, who's the fairy in this story?" I ask Rapunzel, who is currently observing the throne, her long hair following that red carpet that leads up to the throne.  Rapunzel looks at me disappointedly."Abby, I'm sorry to say, but it's Mother Gothel." No wonder why she looked disappointed. "Abby, why?" Jonah asks. "Oh, uh. . ." Oh! I remember why! "Mother Gothel, in the beginning, was described as an enchanted sorceress. That also means someone who knows or/and possesses magic." Jonah nods. "Ohhh. I get it now!" "Oh wait…" I realize. Crumbs. Now the person we just ran away from is going to have to come back to tell or direct us to the portal. I just hope she eventually-"GOTHCA!"

I turn. There, right in front of Rapunzel and the prince, is Mother Gothel. Yiiiikessss. In her hand is a knife. She is holding a lock of Rapunzel's hair. "Go back and I shall release the girl and her prince!" Jonah whispers to me. "What should we do?" I look at her, and back at Jonah. "Run!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Jonah and I split up. I see Mother Gothel go for me. Fortunately, even though I'm slow, she's slower. I turn a couple of corridors, go through rooms…And bump into Jonah. "Quick!" I whisper. "Get Rapunzel and the prince!" We go Jonah's way and get Rapunzel and the prince. "Go!" We all split up and Mother Gothel rages as we run. We hide in a guest room. Or maybe not. We both turn to see the king sleeping in the bed. Scratch that. IT'S THE KING'S BEDROOM."Abby, hurry! We need to find a portal!" Jonah whispers urgently. I look around.  Suddenly, a hiss. Gasp! It's turning purple. Yes! Jonah and I high-five. "Woop!" Jonah shouts. "SSSSSHHHH!!" Everyone shushes Jonah and point at the king. "Oops." Jonah whispers. We all face the king. He mumbles something and turns around, snoring." I giggle and grab Jonah's arm. "Come on! Let's go!"

IN SUMMER!!!!!

I know that this is a bit late to say but oh well. Oh, wait GOSH it's already-! Never mind. I'll get on with the message. HAPPY SUMMER!!!! School passed by really quick and now I can't believe it's summer! (This is not a real hashtag thing but oh well.)

                             #SUMMER! 

Wowee. What a year. Summer: Swimming, relaxing, reading, slowing down, sleeping in, ah I can feel it right now! Slo-mo summer. Which reminds me… I am going to add a link around here or something for you peeps to enjoy.

http://youtu.be/UFatVn1hP3o

It just matches summer and describes it so… Yeah. Have a nice summer!

The Snow Queen and Frozen

Ever watched Frozen before? I bet most of you have. If you read the credits in the end, it says that Frozen is based off of Han Christian Anderson's 'The Snow Queen.' If you've read it before, you're probably thinking, Uh, The Snow Queen isn't like Frozen. Period. Well, that's what this post is for: To show how Frozen is like The Snow Queen.

First of all, let's review the characters from Frozen and The Snow Queen.

Frozen                      The Snow Queen

Elsa                          Kay

Anna                        Gerda

Kristoff                  The Robber-girl

Okay, I know. It's not all the characters, but those are the ones we're focusing on. If you've seen or read both Frozen and The Snow Queen, you're thinking, I bet, How in the world is Elsa the Snow Queen? Yeah, two words please: SHE ISN'T. Now, let's review the storyline for Frozen. 'Elsa was born with ice powers and Anna and her would play with her powers, but one night, Anna is shot in the head and uh, a TROLL makes Anna forget that Elsa has powers. To keep that, Elsa locks herself away in her room for many long years, until the Coronation Ceremony. Elsa is about to be Queen of Arendelle, but during the party, Anna makes Elsa lose her nerves and her powers are revealed. Elsa flees the kingdom, and Anna searches for her when the kingdom is on eternal winter. With help form Kristoff, Anna finds Elsa, who doesn't want Anna to know about her powers, but hits her in the heart. Anna is on the verge of dying, but only true love can save her. Kristoff and Anna ride to Arendelle, 
where Hans, Anna's "True love" is there. But Hans betrays her and persuades Elsa to believe that 
Anna is dead. Just when Elsa starts mourning for Anna, Anna comes in and is frozen. Elsa cries for her, and slowly melts. The key to melting Elsa's ice powers was love. She unfroze Arendelle and they lived happily ever after.' It's kind of bad, but, its the best I can do. Now for The Snow Queen. I'm a bit rusty on this so, blame me if you don't understand this. 'Once upon a time, there was a goblin. He had made a looking-glass mirror. One day, he dropped it and shards flew everywhere. Then there were two little children. Their names were Gerda and Kay. One day, a shard of the looking-glass fell into Kay's eye. His heart became an icy cold heart, and he started to do reckless things. One day, he saw the Snow Queen. She disappeared, and Kay was determined to follow her. One day he did. He was riding his sledge and the Snow Queen came and took him. Kay was left with the Snow Queen, and little Gerda was afraid when she couldn't find Kay, so she set off to find Kay. Along the way, she met a robber-girl, who actually turned out to help her. She gave Gerda a sledge with reindeer and Gerda set off. Gerda went through many obstacles, but eventually, she found Kay and they returned home.' Or something like that. Not a lot of people know that story, according to my friend, Sara. Only 5% of the world according to her. 95% know Frozen, but, if you've seen both, good for you. Now on to the
movie and story comparison.

Who is who? If you've read both, like I said, you're probably thinking who's who. I'll tell you. Anna is Gerda, who both set out to find their dear friend, or sister. Elsa is Kay, who was taken away or fled the kingdom. Elsa's powers took over as she felt her freedom. Kay was taken away from his home from the Snow Queen, who has ice powers. Kristoff is like the Robber-girl, who helps Anna/Gerda. Elsa is a mix. She isn't the entire Snow Queen, but some. She is a mix of Kay and the Snow Queen. So, this is to clear the confusion. I hope you enjoy both the story and the movie.

Gone, forever: Crystal

June 4th

Dear Diary,

"You're not kidding, right Summer?" I ask cautiously. Summer put her hands on her hips. "You're not going to chicken out right?" I look at her. "N-No. I'm just not sure if we have the right materials." Autumn turned. "Dinner's coming. We could sneak food there. Backpacks to store. Collect some stuff around here and on what we already have." Ring ring ring ring ring!!!!!!!!!! "Dinner." Quiet Violet announces. We file out to the cafeteria. The food is okay okay here, and we sneak some stuff there. "What are you doing?" A girl named Mckenzie asked. She is one of those popular people, and her parents didn't have time for her, so they left her here. She's mad at them, but she now acts highty mighty so that people won't know what she feels like inside. I just overheard. "We are just very hungry, so we want to eat a lot." I sniff. Mckenzie rolls her eyes and shay shays away. I hate when she does that. I tug my white blond hair and continue eating. Summer gazes at me, her long sheet of orange sunshine hiding her eyes, but I see them staring through me. "We're in this TOGETHER." I say. Summer nods and swerves away. "I think we have enough food." Autumn notes, pointing to our satchels. We all agree. Quickly, we head towards the dormitories to prepare. We drop our satchels and quickly pack clothes, water, food, all that. We being maps and money. "Done." I say. The group nods. Bold Summer steps up. "So, I was thinking. At night…" I listened intently so that I wouldn't flub this. "Got it? Good." Summer whispers. "Now we sit. And wait." Autumn announces. Girls pass us by and stumble to bed, but not us. I lay in bed, listening to the sounds to the deep breaths of my other classmates. I turn to my left, where Autumn's gold eyes brighten the place. Right: My second best friend (I know, I have more than one best friend, which is Autumn.) Liana. I continue laying when suddenly, Summer sends the signal, which is a soft whistle, and we jump up. Shy Violet goes ahead for patrol. "Good." She sends through the walkie talkie. Autumn turns ahead and opens the door. Violet, Summer, and I trail out and Autumn silently closes the door. The night wind pushes through my white blond hair. "Ah." Violet says. "Calm winds blowing through the air." Summer comes out. "C’mon. We don't have much time." We set off for our long awaiting journey. 

Gone, forever: Autumn

June 4th

Dear Diary,

I was tired staying at the orphanage. It was literally torture. "Now, what is x equal to if y is 24?" The professor, Mr. Harris asked. Nobody raised their hand. Mr. Harris chose the right person to ask:me. "Autumn, what is the answer?" I stared at him through my gold eyes. Do not ask. I have three sisters, and they are named or have a name related from the seasons. See, Violet has spring violet eyes and golden hair. Summer has orange-y like hair with green eyes. I have maple leaf red hair and gold eyes, as I have already told, and Crystal, she has white blond hair with deep blue eyes. We stuck together, and our personalities matched it. Violet was inviting and bright, but at times shy, and calm. Summer was very out-going, vivid, bright, popular, and relaxing, but may be hard working at times. Me? Chilly, like, mean if I have to, but can be fun and celebrating, and thankful for what I have. Crystal is like me, but a tiny bit different. She is joyous at times, but most of the time is a bit er, cold. Violet and Summer stick together mostly, and Crystal and I mostly stick together. We also have our birthdays in our season. Violet's is on May Day. It's an European holiday I believe. Summer's is on the 4th of July. Mine is on Halloween,(And I also get more candy!)and Crystal's is on Christmas. She gets double the presents, Summer gets double the fireworks, and Violet gets more treats. Violet is the oldest, then comes Summer, then me, and Crystal is the youngest. Same year. "I'm waiting." Mr. Harris singsongs. "Uh, 12?" I randomly guess. "Correct!" Mr. Harris congratulates me. We are in the 6th grade, and it's the end of the year, and the teachers are all pressuring us with exams, but we just finished it. It's the last day of school, and teachers think it's just a normal day. What is a normal day? At least 2 tests, a lot of studying, and homework. No fun. Everyday our heads are bent over, pouring over textbooks, tests, worksheets, you name it. Ms. Bryan is the only easy going teacher in the whole orphanage/school. Only the lucky ones get her, and that includes us. We savor our time with her. Ring ring ring ring ring!!!!!!! the bell alarms. We rush out the door to our dormitories before dinner. I lay on my bed, which is a metal bed with a thin mattress, with a pillow and a thin blanket. My sisters just seem to shrink at the exhaustion. Shy Violet steps up. "I can't stand this anymore." The others nod and agree, including me. "I want to do something to get out of this place." Crystal adds. We murmur in another agreement. Summer concludes it all. "Then maybe, we should run away." 

Magic Upon Magic: Allison's new home

"Whoa." I mutter. "What are you doing here?" I stare at her. Allison giggles. "I'm here for your next quest: Hogwarts. Mother said I had to help you. I'm registered, not to worry." She adds when she glances on the look on my face. "Oh. Phew. Hogwarts starts on September 1st, but we need to get in Britian, get checked in and all that by the beginning of August." Allison nods. "Got that. But for now, take me around CHB. I'm a bit new to it." She confesses in a smaller voice so the others wouldn't hear, or find out that she was a Camp Jupiter kid. "Where's you SQUR thing or something?" Allison points at upper arm, and quickly pulls the sleeve. "Does Chiron know you're here?" She nods. "Huh." I rub my chin, looking up to the sky. "Uh, you went to Hades or something?" I question her. She nods. "Mother went to Hades to bend the rules a little, and he accepted. If I could, I could try for the Isles of the Blest." Allison thoughtfully added. "Hey! Who are you????" A person suddenly asks. It's Elaina. I see her holding Demigods and You book. "Oh uh, Elaina, this is Allison, Allsion, this is Elaina. She was one of the people that helped me on my quest. Same for Allison." Elaina nods and leaves as if nothing happened at all. Allison looked at her with a small trace a hatred, even though they just met. Strange. Oh well. I show Allison the pegasus stables, the archery range, all that. Jackson gives her a stiff smile and a forced nod when he sees her. Andrew was still in his suspicious way, looking at the dryads for some reason, warily. Allison and I laugh as we pass the lake. "So, Camp Half-Blood." She says, looking around. I carefully shoot my next question.

"Did you like Camp Jupiter or Camp Half-Blood better?" I say after a pegasus lesson. "Hmm." Allison wonders for a moment. "Uh, I'd probably have to say Camp Half-Blood." I stare at her. "Really? Why?" She thinks for a moment. "Camp Jupiter was work, work, work. It seemed like it was old, and CHB seems so new and refreshed. CHB also has fun activities. We sleep in barracks, at least, I had to, and CHB has bunks." I rub my chin thoughtfully. "Huh. That does seem better." Allison shrugs. "Honest opinion." Wow. I think. Is Camp Jupiter really like that? "No." Elaina explains when 
Allison is off my sleeve. "It was a bit better than that." I eyed the snowy blue snowflakes in my Elsa hair. The braid was swept behind me. I turn beck as Elaina started to recall her time at Camp Jupiter. She spoke quietly so that the others wouldn't hear. I nod, but add in, "Allison actually was a camper. You guys were just prisoners hanging around when we got there." Elaina shrugged and did a I-guess-so look and action. "Oh, we better get to our next activities." I suddenly say, looking at my watch. Elaina nods, smiles, and strolls quietly towards the archery range. We have canoeing at the lake next. I concentrated on trying to get across the lake, when someone, or something, shoved me into the lake.

Magic Upon Magic: Home

"Hecate, take us to Camp Half-Blood." I pray once we all are united. The green whirlwind comes again and Andrew, Jackson, Elaina and I are whisked hundreds of thousands of miles away and land in the archery range. Right in the middle of a session. Wonderful. Simply wonderful. An arrow narrowly misses Jackson. Good thing he had those lightning fast relexes. "Move it, people!" A Demeter kid yells. We scurry out of the way before she hit us, grew vines on us, or who knows what. People greet us like heroes as we walk by. No offense, Mom, but I thought Hecate was a bit of a er, minor goddess. "It's because you saved Magic." Chiron said dramatically as we walked into the Big House, with Chiron patiently waiting. He turned to Andrew as we approached. "Ah, Andrew Clements, I believe? Son of Trivia, known here as Hecate?" Andrew, surprisingly, nodded nervously. "We'll just consider you as a 'Hecate' child, this is a Greek camp, unlike Camp Jupiter." Chiron muttered something darkly under his breath, frowned, and continued. I could barely hear his words, but I think I heard, "Not in those warlike ways. Hmph." "We'll put you in Cabin 20, with Lo'Reena, and your counselor, if I am not mistaken, is Lou Ellen." A voice comes from behind. "Hi. You must be Andrew." Andrew jumped, turned around, and Lou Ellen was facing him, her long hair tucked behind a forest green headband. Andrew went a shade of green, (Funny, everything's green today… Whirlwind, headband, face.) ready to pass out or throw up. Maybe both. "Come on. Lo'Reena and I will show you your bunk." Lou beckons us. Chiron stopped us. "Wait, Lou Ellen, my dear." Lou Ellen comes over as they talk in private. She nodded as as she came out from the corner they were talking from. "Okay. Now let's go." The Hecate group leaves the lonely Athena and Hermes group to go off to their cabins. We walk past the armory, archery range, and the twelve cabins to cabin 20. Andrew stares at everything suspiciously, from ancient books to our very own cabinmates. Every Hecate kid there looks at him like a freak. Andrew squirmed nervously under the audience's staring and stops acting so suspicious. I pat his back until Lou Ellen stops, proclaiming, "Here."

"Huh." Andrew said as he looked around the bunk. "Top bunk, crisp green blankets, white sheets, plush mattress." Lou Ellen marveled, pushing her hand within the mattress. With that, it made a simple bed look like Paradise. "Too bad mine isn't like that." Someone mutters behind us. I turn. It's a girl with my red hair, with reen eyes. I turn back and turn around again. "Wait… Allison?!" She smiles. "You betcha."

Magic Upon Magic: The Battle

CIRCE WAS BEHIND THIS THE WHOLE TIME??????????!!!!!!!!

Wow. That's a bit of a shock… I peel my eyes back to Circe. Circe holds a bright blue electric shivering ball in her hands, cupping it like it was a grand prize. In a dark voice, she whispers loud enough for us to hear. "You must take this crystal, for it is the crystal that holds ancient magic. Both of your hands must bond through the crystal and the magic will be restored." Wow. Talk about creepy. Allison steps forward and tries to take the ball, but Circe snatches it from her clutches. I try, but fail. "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ahhh." Circe says as we jump up to get the ball. "You must earn it." She says. I take out my sword, Allison taking out her weapon the same. "You wish to fight for it," Circe says simply, waving her hand, making a glass case and puts the crystal inside. She holds an electric blue ball and sneers. "and you will."

She throws the ball at me, and I dodge it, making the lava pit bubble even more. Allison tries to take a swing, but Circe snaps her fingers and a regal purple shield emits around her. Allison grumbles and turns back. I quickly whisper to her. "Take the distraction. When Circe aims for me, I'll look like I was hit and moan in pain. As Circe's triumphing, sneak around and take it. Maybe maim her." Allison nods and Circe has her next batch of electric balls loaded and ready. In fact, a snowball fight style pile of them are on her right. (Her right, not my right.) Circe shoots the next ball, and it narrowly misses me, and I pretend to look hurt. Actually, it sort of hit me, so a shock went through me. The
ball disintegrates as it hits the black ground. "NO YOU BRAT, NOT LIKE THAT!!!!" Hades screams at a soul. I shiver and continue pretend to look wounded. Circe laughs happily as Allison snakes around and opens the case. Op, mental message from her. "I can't open it. Circe has the key. I'll have to get it." Allison takes the moment to look around as Circe hits more balls at me. I "weakly" dodge them. I slowly stand up and hold my sword. Circe cackles. "Ha ha ha ha ha! You think that you, a mere mortal, can defeat me, a sorceress!" I yell and charge. Allison gets the key just in time as I charge Circe. Barely.

Circe screams in rage as Allison swaps the key out of her pocket. She makes a frieball and makes it towards Allison. It hits her. She whimpers in pain as her skin burns, but she manages to turn the key in the keyhole. Taking the advantage, I stab Circe. She yells in pain and dissapears in a poof of sparkles. They fall to the ground, but Circe leaves one last thing. "You will never defeat me, for I am the powerful Circe!" Okay… I ignore that and pour a bit of nectar on Allison's burn, which makes her instanly feel better, but the burn still is there, black and crumpled. Yuck. I take the crystal out of the box and press my hand against it. Allison manages to do the same. She crystal shatters and a misty voice comes out. "Well done, children. Magic is restored. Lo'Reena, head back and enjoy until Hogwarts comes." Allsion looks at me weirdly. "Ho-Ho-Hogwarts?" She manages to gasp out. I laugh quietly. "Yes, Hogwarts." Allison suddenly collaspes. I'm immediately at her side. "Allison? Allison? Please, answer me!" I scream. She breathes one last breath. She shutters. Then is lifeless.

"No!" I shout. Allison's curls were shaking as I shook her. Then a white windy ball came out. Allison's soul, and it melted to the ground. Hades walked up to me. I jumped. "Do not worry. She is going to Elysium. She will live a good life." Hades looked grave. I hoisted Allsion's body up and Hades, surprisingly, walked me through the Underworld. I let out a small sob as Allsion's lifeless body dangled in my hands. "Er, sir?" I asked Hades uncertainly. "Yes?" Hades looked at me. "Uh, could you send a message to er, Reyna, praetor of Camp Jupiter?" He gazed at me and snapped his fingers. A scroll appeared. He looked at me, disgusted. Well, he's a teeny bit nicer now. Ish. Kind of. Not really. "Write what you want." I take a pen from him and write.

Dear Reyna and Camp Jupiter,

Allison Amberleigh is DEAD. Yes, dead. Whatever you do to her, bury 
her body properly. Yes, properly. I'm carrying her body back right now. Wait until I have come back for er, further requests.  What have you done to the hostages? Whatever you did, DON'T KILL THEM. FREE THEM. I DEFEATED CIRCE AND MAGIC IS RESTORED. Free them. I don't care if you're a higher ranking than me, blah, blah, THIS IS AN ORDER:FREE THEM. It's also under uh, Trivia's commands too. I'll be back soon. You better have the hostages untied and free by then. 

Lo'Reena

I wrap up the scroll and hand it to Hades. He waves his hand and the scroll dissapears. "It has been delivered." He said to me. We continue strolling through the Underworld. (Huh. That sounds kind of weird.) Finally, we're at Charon's ferry stop. I board his boat and set off. Once I get to the elevatfor stop, I step off and I'm at DOA Recording Studios. I wonder where I have to go next. I pray to Hecate to get me to Camp Jupiter. Well, my wish is granted. A green whirlwind surrounds me, and I and whisked off into the sky.

I land near Camp Jupiter and walk the rest of the way. With Allison, it's harder, much harder. "Halt trespasser!" Somebody yells. I roll my eyes and continue walking. "I said, 'Halt!' Do you know who I am?! I am the great Jonathan, son of Mars! Don't you dare disobey me!" I ignore the voice as Reyna pounces on me. "I got your letter." She somewhat sneers. I raise my questioning eyebrow as we walk through the camp. Finally, I hear a familiar voice. "Here! Andrew!" I break into a sprint towards the voice. "Elaina!" I yell when I get into range of Elaina's brunette braid. She turns. "Lo'Reena!" She shouts. Jackson and Andrew come over. "Lo'Reena! There you are!" Jackson yells. Finally, we are reunited. 

Magic Upon Magic: Tartarus

I took a couple of moments to look around the Underworld. As I'm looking around, a map caught my eye. I took a look at it.

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Hmm. We needed to get to Tartarus, so… Uh, okay, here we go. See uh, you go through the Judgement Pavilion, then through the Fields of Asphodel, and then we're at the Entrance to Tartarus.
Gulp. Not a promising thing. Allison observes the map, does a shrug, and we set off. As we go through the Judgement Pavilion, I hear voices. As we approach, I hide behind a pillar to watch. I see a ghost. King Midas. He has flowing Greek kingly robes, a crown, and a serious face. "AND I WANT YOU TO GO TO… THE ISLES OF THE BLEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He yells. A soul emerges jumps for joy, or more like floats for joy and heads up north. "NEXT!" Midas yells. "Hmm… A life of anger. Crimes, breaking the law, FIELDS OF PUNISHMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" A soul droops and walk to the Field of Punishment.  "Ah… Horrible life, deserves a serious life sentence. Tartarus." He says darkly. The soul whimpers and heads through the Fields of Asphodel and to the entrance to Tartarus. "FIELDS OF ASPHODEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" King Midas once again. A saggy soul moves slowly to the white fields and immediately starts munching on asphodel. Other souls eat the asphodel. I wonder what it tastes like… I step out of my pillar and quickly move away. Stealthily, we follow the Tartarus soul. He sadly walks there, muttering, "I don't deserve to go there. The Fields of Punishment is even better than that." He sighs and continues, er, floating. We follow him through the Fields and into the entrance. A horrible feeling goes through me and I gulp. Loudly. On accident. Come on! I was scared! What do you expect? The soul whips around. "What was that?" The soul we're following says. We quickly hide in the middle of a bushel of Asphodel. I breathe in a couple of breaths to calm me down and I feel better. The soul cautiously turns back around and continues walking. I step quietly out  of the Asphodel and tip-toe up to the soul. I signal for Allison to follow. She jumps out and tip-toes next to me. We keep following the soul until we reach at what looks like a cave entrance. I read a broken up sign with weird handwriting, in red paint, bearing the words, (It looks like it was fingerpainted…) 'WELCOME TO TARTARUS.'

I almost have a total breakdown there. I grasp my chest, Allison helping me a little. Ah, that's better. The soul takes a big breath, and walks in the cave. I do the same. We tiptoe, but it's not needed. Screams of pain, terror, agony, you name it, start to surround us as we're coming in. The noise nearly knocks me down. Allison looks like she could scream herself. I pat her back, give her an ambrosia square, and we head off. The soul looks around for his punishment, finds it, and hunches over to start. Yikes. I wonder what his punishment is. I face away from him as Hades watches over him. "BAH! NOT GOOD ENOUGH! FASTER FASTER! THIS IS TARTARUS! NOT THE EASY FIELDS OF PUNISHMENT!"  The soul nearly starts crying in pain himself. "NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!" Hades yells to another soul. "YOU DO IT LIKE THIS! NOW MOVE!" Gods, Hades is mean. Allison shares the same look. Allison and I stealthily sneak away from Hades' view and hide near a pile of dark black rocks. "Where do we even go?" I ask Allison quietly when the coast is clear. She seems to be the resident Tartarus and quest guide. "Uh, I think we go thata way." She points towards a lava pit.  Gulp. I take a deep, deep, deep, gasoline-tasting breath, (BLECH. It tastes dis-gus-ting!) and we walk to the lava pit. Er, towards the lava pit is a better phrase. "Well, this is it." Allison says, pointing her finger to the bubbling lava. Suddenly, I hear a voice. "Ahhhhh… Some nice little demigods. How nice of you to drop by…"

The voice kind of softens to a faraway voice. I whip around, looking for the source of the voice. In the darkness, there are two eyes. The usually flesh white part is now a deathly yellow, and the black
pupils drill everlasting holes inside. I shiver and manage to peep out, "Who are you?" The eyes become bigger as the, er, figure, I guess comes out. The eys turn a menacing red, and the voice suddenly is angry. "WHO AM I? HOW DARE YOU DEFY ME!"  I hold Alliosn's hand. She doesn't snatch it away from my grip. My knuckles turn white from my firm grip. I get clammy. Yikes. The figure comes out completly. I didn't expect the next surprise: It's Circe. 

Magic Upon Magic: Welcome to the Underworld

No no no no no no no no no no no no no NO! NOT TARTARUS NEVER TARTARUS! I am utterly
afraid of Tartarus. Seeming to read my mind, Allison Amberleigh says, "All heros are afraid of Tartarus. That's what is supposed to make the quest hard." I just sigh as we continue. I start kicking the ground. "So, uh, how's life?" I ask her uncertainly. She raises her eyebrows alarmingly. "Uh, the usual for Camp Jupiter." I nod, even though I don't know what they do at Camp Jupiter. Allison starts whistiling again. This time 'Imagine.' (Author's note: I did this for my er, partner, Sara.) She stops and starts singing it instead. "Imagine all the people! Imagine…" I just think of Elaina and touch my hairstyle. Tears well up in my eyes. Elaina was a good friend. I force my tears to stop, but a couple of drops manage to escape. I quickly wipe them away. I don't want Allison Amberleigh to see me crying. The sun starts off the late afternoon, according to Allison Amberleigh's (Wow, that's hard to say. Allison Amberleigh. Allison Amberleigh. Allison Amber-ah! Such a major tongue twister!) portable sundial. "Guess you still use that." She nods, continuing singing 'Imagine.' I share a small amount of food to her. I nearly choke on the food. Allison Amberleigh does the same. Ugh, I should have never have given that. Now we have ambrosia squares and homemade mint chocolate chip ice cream tasting nectar. For me, that is. I offer a literal couple of squares to Allison Amberleigh, and she nibbles them up. I eat mine one bit at a time. A small doze of nectar for both of us. "What does it taste like?" I ask her when she slurps her portion up. I suddenly feel stronger. She shrugs. "My step-mother's homemade two-layer chocolate cake inside, super moist and light, with light whipped vanilla frosting, and a raspberry and mint leaf top off." I gaze at her. "Wow. That sounds delicious." Allison Amberleigh's curls shake as she nods. "My step-mother's really nice to me. I get a huge slice of it twice a month if I keep up with school and babysit my little sister. She' say bit of a pest though, my sister Amber. My step-mother's a baker. She works at bakery, and she makes recipes at home. Plus, she's one of those people who can see through the Mist, and she knows what I feel like. She acts as if I'm her one and only child, favors me the most, cares for me the most, you name it. But it wasn't like that for my father. He worked all day, everyday, non-stop. Barely had time for me. So, when he got the time, he got married again. When my step-mother wasn't there, I would stay home alone and live off of leftovers, or, if I'm lucky, spend the weekend with my friend, Christina. There, we would play late into the night, party and all that. It's really fun, but what bothers me most is that I haven't told her I'm a demigod." I nod. "Wow. You're lucky. Me? Dad's a researcher. He comes home really late, and I have to stay home alone. Dessert? Pff! Only in the summer my dad would make that ice cream. I just ate whatever was left and all that. I felt like a poor person, even though we're almost at the margin of "rich." Allison Amberleigh nods and smiles. "Wait a minute. Where exactly are we going?" Allison Amberleigh rolls her eyes and looks at me as if it were obvious. "What do you think we're doing? Knitting Grandma a sweater? We're going to Tartarus, dur!" I offer myself a face palm and accept. (Author's note: Are you happy Sara?) Allison Amberleigh stares at me and waves me off. "We're nearly at Los Angeles." She says as the sun starts to set down low. My legs feel tired. My stomach aches from my hunger. I was getting weaker from all the magic I had used. I wanted to restore it, so I'm not using it, period. It's kind of hard. Magic flows through me. I live through magic.  I take a small doze of nectar to strengthen me up. I hand Allison Amberleigh some ambrosia squares. "Recording studios. Recording studios." Allison Amberleigh mutters to herself. We're walking around a beach. A few people are still lingering around, packing up to go home. The water is calm, the waves lapping the shore calmly. The moon is reflected across the calm, midnight blue waters. The last dolphin jumps over the water and gracefully dives back in again. I sigh in content. "We're here!" Allison Amberleigh says, interrupting my calm image. The image breaks like glass shattering. "Yes?" Allison Amberleigh points to the building, which read, "DOA Recording Studios." I shrug. "Also," she added in as we were walking in, "Just call me Allison."

I shrug and give her a shaka sign. She returns it in favor as we walk into the lobby of the Underworld. "Everything's cool." I remind myself through the shaka sign. "Welcome to the lobby of the Underworld. I'm Charon. Take a seat over there as we announce the next batch of passengers." Charon says, bored. As we walk to take a seat, Charon stops us. "Wait a minute. You don't look dead. If you died, how did you?" I look at Allison. She shrugs. Think of something, think of something! Uh, we died in a car crash! Both of us! My aunt had died in a car crash. "Uh, we died in a car crash." Charon stares at us. "Both of you?" I nod. "Well, okay." Charon announces the next group of souls, along with us. As we board an elevator, I look around. I try not to think that dead people are surrounding me. Allison looks like she could go sick for a whole solid month. Charon grunts as we ride through the River Styx. "This load is heavy." He murmurs to himself. I hope he doesn't find out that we're not actually dead people. I look around as we drift along: Black, black, more black. Trash littered in rivers, dead souls, eh, blech. Disgusting stuff. Suddenly, we're jerked forward. "Welcome to the Underworld." Charon says in a bored and tired tone. I get off, landing on the black hard ground. Allison follows, stopping to consume the scene and surroundings around her. So this was the Underworld. 

Magic Upon Magic: Camp Jupiter

Before I could talk, Circe started blabbing. "I used to turn men into mice blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, BLAH. And I got bored. So I turned evil, blah,blah, blah, blah, blah. So blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. And I thought blah, blah, blah, blah, blah." She continued talking story until, "AND SO, THAT'S HOW I TURNED OUT HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I stare at her. "What, an er, amusing story." I "comment" her. She smiles coldly for her approval. "So, uh, why exactly did you bring me here?" I ask her uncertainly. Circe stared at me, apparently thinking and started with her long story again. "So I was jealous that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah," Allison starts to fall asleep. Before her heads hits the hard ground, I make a pillow and swipe it under her head. Her elegant curls fall as she sleeps. I sit down and look up at her. "And SO, that's why I'm here!" She says in a falsely cheery voice. She waves her hand. "Margarita?" She asks, offering me a cup of strawberry margarita. It has a bright yellow lemon on the side and a  thin red straw. I cautiously take it and take a small sip. Yum, not bad. A strawberry flavor, with a fiery taste in the end. Circe sips her lime margarita and kicks Allison awake. "Yes, mother?" She asks sleepily. "Margarita?" She asks sweetly, offering a cup. Suddenly alert and awake, she jumps up, grabs the cup, and starts drinking. She finishes it in about, uh, 5-10 seconds. Circe clucks her disapproval for her daughter. I stare at her in disgust. "Um, Circe? How exactly did you uh, get a daughter?" She looks at me through her glass cup and puts it down where a table appears. "You see, I was getting lonely. It was dirty men, and Hyla, my helper. So I went away from my totally awesome island. I miss it." Circe pauses to take a handkerchief and cry into it. "S-So,  I made Allison. I made her from magic. I didn't want to marry a mere mortal MAN and then go through all that to get a nice little girl!" Circe waves her hand dismissively and continues. "So I stirred a concoction and made Allison. Eh, she's a bit flawed, but she's the perfect little girl other than that." I clap slowly, and Circe bows. "Uh, where did you put my friends?" I ask Circe. "Ahhhhh." She said slowly, draining her cup. She replied as if the answer were simple. Which was. To her, at least. Allison smiles wickedly as she approaches from behind Circe. Circe, with a grand flourish, reveals where everyone went. "I have transported your nice little friends to your destination: Camp Jupiter."

"Um, EXCUSE ME?!" I yell. Circe nods, smiling. I let that piece of information sink into my head. It shocked me. A lot. I shiver, imagining my friends at Camp Jupiter. "Take me to that place!" I shout at her, and she snaps her fingers loudly. The surroundings, um, what's the word? Ah, yes, waver and I feel dizzy. I hold onto my head as the picture becomes clear again. I see Elaina squished next to Jackosn, who's squished next to Andrew, who's squished next to both of them, looking extremely uncomfortable. They are all tied together in ropes. I look around wildly, looking for Circe to help me. But, she snaps her finger again, and she disappears, Allison at her side. "Guys!" I yell to them. Heads turn from the crowd surrounding Elaina, Andrew, and Jackson. One face particularly catches my eye. I immediately recognize it as the praetor, Reyna. "What are you doing here?" She snaps at me coldly, peeling her eyes away from the prisoners, A.K.A Elaina, Jackson, and Andrew. I stare into her drilling-the-holes eyes and manage to stutter, "Uh, I'm here on a quest. A-" Reyna interrupts me. "A quest for what?" Suddenly regaining my confidence, I say boldly, "I'm here to stop the bane of magic." The words echo through the camp as each camper goes silent. A girl steps up. "I-I think, praetor, that I am-uh," "SPIT IT OUT!" Reyna yells out of nowhere. Someone bursts into tears. Reyna glares at them, muttering, "Be quiet, Ruth." The sobbing stops, well, quiets, at least. The girl timidly continues. "I'm here to help her. My name is Allison, Allison Amberliegh." She suddenly adds to me. I look at her up and down. She has flaming red hair, like me when my hair becomes natrual, green eyes, SAME!! And a nice bow and arrow as her weapon of choice. The bow is sturdy, made of olive oak, and the arrows are a striking silvery moon shade. It has a small hint of blue inside. She has a sparkle clip in her hair, supporting a braid on the start of her head going across. She smiles an elegant smile at me. "So. Allison Amberleigh." I say. Long name. She turns towards me. "Yes, Lo'Reena?" She asks me. I'm stunned. She knows my name. I continue, but wave my hand behind my back so that Reyna and everybody else won't notice. The ropes slowly untwine and I whisper, "Stay still. I'll get you out. Even if the ropes loosen up enough, stay still." I whisper an incanation, wave my hand, and the magic is done. Allison Amberleigh is still waiting for me. Her eyes are starting to become impatient. "Uh, we should go?" I say uncertainly. Jackson wiggles, and I give him a tight glare. He pales and stops. Reyna was staring at us. Allison steps forward and Reyna stops us. "Wait. You need these people." She points to my friends, and I nod. Reyna looks at me a bit smugly and replies, "Well, you can't have them."

"What?!" I yell at her. Reyna nods simply. Mother. The quest. I think. Allison Amberleigh and me are supposed to do this alone. Only a child, or two childs, of Hecate or Trivia can go to this place. Oh. I totally understand now. I look at my friends, pleading them, but they nod gravely as I head off. We walk casually off. I look at Allison, who's whistling 'Somewher Over the Rainbow.' She stops. "Yes?" I wave my hand off as she continues. "So… Where exactly are we supposed to go?" She stops whistiling. "Uh, well, I had a dream. From mother. Don't make fun. She said that," Allison
Amberleigh took a deep breath. "We have to go to Tartarus."

Magic Upon Magic: Circe

I rub my eyes from the sleep. I yawn. Yawwwwwwwwn. I open my eyes, looking around the room. Elaina is turned on the right, sleeping soundly with her breaths calm and long, peaceful. I stare at my bed. There is a letter. And a package. I open the letter and read it.
 

Daughter of Hecate,

Your quest long awaits, but be careful not to be monster bait.

You must travel west; it is where the trail will be at its best.

Never look ahead to far, for you will see things that will make your heart fall apart.

So beware, daughter of Hecate, for the future of magic is in your hands, if you don’t save it, the results will be tragic.

Spirit of the Oracle of Delphi

The Gods of Olympus

The Fates

Hecate

Camp Half-Blood

I was thinking, Oh Gods. How will I figure this one out? I was good at writing in cursive, like that, but in teeny tiny font, no can do sister. I squinted as I reread the letter again. I slowly started to decipher it. I wrote it out on a sheet of paper. PC climbed back up and squatted at my shoulder. I pet her for a little while.  

Daughter of Hecate,

Your quest long awaits, but be careful not to be monster bait.

You must travel west; it is where the trail will be at its best.

Never look ahead too far, for you will see things that will make your heart fall apart.

So beware, Daughter of Hecate, for the future of magic is in your hands, if you don’t save it, the results will be tragic.

Ouch. That put a lot of pressure on me. Yes, I really write like that. Elaina mutters something about Plato and Archimedes and turns around. I look through the writing and the letter again. Wow. I shake Elaina up. "Wha-? Wha now? More laugher?" She moans. I continue shaking her. "Okay, what in the name of Zues are you trying to tell me?!" Elaina yells, suddenly alert and awake. I shove the letter and my deciphered letter in her hands. "Ow. You gave me a paper cut." Elaian complains. "Whatever!" I yell at her. She reads the letter and looks at me. She repeats this again and again, her eyes darting until they would become cross-eyed. She stops, amazing me that her eyes were normal. "Okay. Get the phone. Call the guys." Elaina  says, pointing her finger to the phone. I grab it and start dialing the guys. "What?" Andrew answers, Jackson's snoring in the distance. "WakeJacksonupandI'lltellyou." I say fastly. I brace myself by holding the phone away.  "JACKSON! WAKE UP! LO'REENA AND ELAINA HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY!" I cautiously put the phone to my ear, but I regret that. "AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" Jackson yells, slappng Andrew. As I wait, I open the package. Ripped up brown paper flies through the air. "Wow." I mutter. Elaina comes around. Her hair reaches the bottom. I brush it out of the way and look at the package. "What is it?" I ask her, holding up something. There is a jar, a jar of golden stuff. And it's dust. "Magic." Elaina says. "Pure magic." She takes the jar, examining it. Oh. Another letter. 

Dear Lo'Reena, Here you hold "More like Elaina," I mutter to myself, looking up at Elaina, who is jotting down notes and examining the jar at the same time. 

A jar of pure magic. You will us it when you need it most. It is rare, so use it wisely. 

Hecate 

I feel like Atlas: A lot of pressure on him because he's holding the Earth. Me? I feel pressure from the God's depending on us. "Hello?" I hear from my right. Oh! The phone. I take it. "Yes?" Jackson holds the phone. "So? You were going to tell us?" I tell them everything, including what I just read. (Author's note: I wouldn't want to repeat myself and all, so, like, you know what Lo'Reena's  saying...) Jackson drops the phone, but quickly regains the phone again. "Really?!" He yells, making my white blond hair blow. "Ow. We need to get going. The Gods, The Fates, everybody is depending on us right now." I shout at him. "Sheesh." Andrew manages to speak through. "But this sounds serious. Let's get going." We quickly pack up, shoving everything in our backpacks. "I can't find my drachmas." I yell to Elaina. "Found them." She holds up the green bag. I snatch it and rush out the door. "Where's our transportation?" Andrew asks. Jackson shrugs as we walk out. "I guess we have to walk." We WALK out the door. "Where to?" I ask Jackson. "Thata way." He points west. We start west. Cars pass us by. "We look like hobos." Andrew complains. "Yeah," I pant, "but you're holding nothing. We're holding something. We look poor. We don't have a ride. We only have three days to get to San Francisco and back. We have to blindly find where to stop the bane of magic. We." I stop there, gasping for breath. "Okay. I get it." Andrew states, holding his hands for defense. We continue walking, with a more, er, moody tone in the air. By the afternoon, I feel tired. And with PC on my shoulder, I feel hot, sweaty, and all the synonyms you can think of for that word: Hot. Jackson disappears to find us lunch. I use take out my McDonalds and eat the leftovers. Blech. Disgusting. I throw the rest away. Jackson returns with a couple of hamburgers and a large Coke to share in between us. I hear a noise. I quickly turn around. The noise seems to pause. I cautiously turn back around. A rustle in the bushes. I twirl, my braid hitting Jackson. "So. You found me." The bush says.  The void steps out, revealing a girl with elegant curls, a messed up Camp Jupiter shirt or whatever and shorts. She's wearing gladiator sandals, golden with that metallic look. I shoot her a question. "Who are you?" She doesn't reply immediately. "Um, Allison. Trivia." She replies. Andrew looks at her. "Don't trust her. I smell a monster." Andrew whispers to me. He sniffs the air. He nods curtly. I finger my sheath-pouch, which holds my sword and pocketknife. She looks at it smugly. "Why are you here?" I question her. She laughs coldly. "I've come to help." Her form flickers. I take out my sword, Andrew takes out his folding portable staff of magic, Jackson, a sword, Elaina, a spare dagger. "Allison" continues looking smug. She snaps her fingers loudly and I pass out, darkness surrounding me.

I groan. "Where am I?" I ask to nobody. Elaina is on my side. She's curling her hair. "Oh, hello." She says in a robotic voice. "Isn't this a great place?" Her false voice continues. I stare at her. Her movements are stiff. I look around. Jackson is playing cards with Andrew. "Isn't this a great place?" They ask in a bland, flat voice. It sounds robotic. "Oh no." I mutter. What was this place? And how did we get here? They all continue looking at me. Andrew stops them and everyone stops and starts at me. "We said, 'Isn't this a great place?'" I scoot back. "Uh, where am I?" Everyone starts coming closer. "WE SAID, 'ISN'T THIS A GREAT PLACE?'" Andrew yells to my face. Tears well up in my eyes, hurt from Andrew. "Your-your not- Andrew." I say. "Oh yes I am." He says. Someone comes up from behind me. She's wearing  black, but her white blond hair sticks out. An electric blue sphere is in her hands, making her face look creepy. "Hello little hero." She says coldly. "Who are you?" I yell to her, taking the energy out of me. She laughs coldly again. Allison's laugh. I think coldly. "Good work Allison." She says to her left. Allison comes out from the shadows, laughing colder than ever. "Thank you, dear mother." She gazes at me, her eyes drilling holes into me. The lady sweeps around me. "Dear child, I am Circe." 

Magic Upon Magic: The Key

"Then who did it?" I demanded them, my hands on my hips. Elaina now stands up, holding her chest. She stabilizes herself by clutching the bed tightly. I glance around to see her nails digging into the bed. The wind blows from the open window, whipping my braid. I shield my eyes, staring at the guys. The boys shrug. "Nice answer. Not going to convince me here." I shout through the noisy wind.  Elaina speaks up. "Me- neither." She manages to gasp. "Wait a minute." Jackson grabs the letter from my hand. He reads it slowly, Andrew trailing over his shoulder. "I swear that we didn't do it." Andrew said, his eyes peeking through his aviator glasses. "It isn't our handwriting." I raise a questioning eyebrow. "Show me." I twirl my hand, taking a piece of paper out of thin air. I balance it on my finger and land it on the coffee table. "Write." I say simply, pointing at the piece of paper. Jackson grabs a pen from the nightstand in the center and writes his name. He passes it to Andrew. He jots down his name, finishing with a grand flourish. He shoves it to me. "Sheesh." He mutters, his eyes crackling with electricity. "I have the right to be suspicious." I huff at him. I grab the paper and scan it.

Jackson 

Andrew (See? We didn't do it!)

I look at them and sigh. I look at Andrew for his remark in parentheses. They didn't do it. "Fine. You people didn't do it. You win. But then, that leaves one question remaining:Who did it then?" Everyone didn't know. "I think it's another demigod from Camp Jupiter disguising as Andrew and Jackson." I said. "Maybe your mother." Elaina managed to say. Andrew shook his head saying, "Nah, maybe a different god or goddess." Jackson looked around. "I kind of have to agree with Andrew." I shrug at them. "I'm tired." Elaina suddenly called out. We called it a night and I helped Elaina walk to the elevator. She stumbled every often or so. I helped support her as the elevator went up. She sheet of brunette hair was messed up from the day. The elevator dinged as we silently went off to find our room. Ah soon as we found it, I tripped into the room. Elaina immediately fell asleep as she dropped onto the bed. I changed, staring at the room. I brushed my teeth, and slipped into my white and blue pajamas. I eyelids were heavy from the day, but my brain was whizzing with thoughts. Who sent the package? Was it really Andrew and Jackson? Is Elaina going to be okay? Silent tears fell down my cheek as I held onto the last thought. I listened to her breathing. They were short and sharp, but otherwise, she was sleeping soundly. I wiped the trickling tears from my face. My face suddenly felt cold. I shut the window. PC groaned. I pick her up, staring. She tried to pit on a pouting face. She looked really weird. With the image in front of me, I let out a small laugh. It made me feel better. A small, simple laugh. A laugh. Laughing. PC started to laugh, fine, chitter as she joined me. Elaina turned around, her eyes slowly opening. "Wh-wh-wha are you guys doin?" She muttered sleepily. I laughed harder.  She managed to smile through the pale moonlight, illuminating her bright eyes.  Carefully hoisting herself up, she smiled a little wider. She pulled the straps of her light pink tank top, letting off a small giggle. Finally, we were laughing until our sides hurt. There was even banging on the wall as we laughed. "Keep it down, uh, down there!" Someone yelled, pounding on the floor. Unfortunately for that person, we were laughing loudly. Laughing is contagious. The laughter never seemed to die down. When I set myself down, I felt like I was in a merry-go-round. Clutching my insides, I set my self down. Elaina was almost seemign like she was wearing the all new permanent smile. Her teeth were flashing and her eyes seemed to be showing happiness. PC eventually scaled the wall to sleep, because if you remeber, no pets allowed. I waved her a good-bye and sat down, looking at Elaina. She was sound asleep again, as if nothing had happened. She looked more, more, happier, peaceful, calm, as she inhaled deep breaths. Laughter. I thought to myself again. That's the key.

Just dessert

The girl hesitated. Should she cut into the pumpkin? It was glowing a ghostly glow, reflecting her face against it. She slowly dipped the knife into the pumpkin, but at the last second, she stopped. Should I? she wondered. Or not? Her thoughts were tossed back and forth. The pumpkin grew brighter and brighter, almost seeming to blind her. Finally, she decided. She slowly started to cut into the oumkin, despite her misgivings. The glow streamed out as she cut deeper into the pumpkin. Finally, all the glow came out and dripped on her as she dropped the knife and screamed in terror, for the glow was deadly acid.


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Magic upon Magic: Who!?

I let the words sink into the ground. Elaina might die. Chiron had requested Mr. D. to go tell Iris to keep this for longer because this was a real life and death matter. "Ooh! Goody! Another brat is going to leave this horrible place!" Mr. D. said gleefully. I look at him. He sighs and snaps his fingers and disappears in thin air, leaving a trail of vines and the smell of wine behind him. Chiron frowns at that. I snap my eyes back to Elaina. Elaina's breathing was slow and sharp, and she wasn't moving a muscle. The Apollo kid pulled things out and in of his kit, putting weird things on Elaina. Andrew and Jackson. Dumbos. I think, cursing Ancient Greek under my breath. I could rip them apart. "Iris said 'Fine.' Surprisingly." Mr. D. said, reappearing. Chiron nods as the rainbow flickers, regaining a bolder, stronger one. The colors are more vibrant. Elaina starts to stir a little, but not much. A spark of hope shoots through me. Chiron disappears, stating that he can't hold for much longer after a while. I tug Elaina's braid. She doesn't move. "Don't do that." The Apollo kid says. I let him work. I imagine my room and ask PC to come here. She scampers down. "Go to Andrew and Jackson's room. They should be flipping channels on the TV. Go through the window." I think for a moment. "Go through the window and start breaking down the place. Not too much." She chitters and scampers away. I touch my hair. Elaina's hairstyle. French braid. White blond hair. Bun. I give a very small sob. I take out the aviator glasses that I stole from Andrew. I look down to Elaina. "Will she live?" I ask timidly, toying the aviator glasses and letting the braid fall past my shoulders. "Most likely." The Apollo kid replied simply. I pace around. "Done." The Apollo kid calls back. I rush over. Elaina's face regains some color. She slowly, and zombiely, sits up. She holds her temples. "Ow." PC "calls." I slowly help Elaina up. We walk back up, using my super fast elevator. Good thing Elaina wasn't nauseated. We stop at the guys' room. I help Elaina climb through the window and hop down. Feeling better, she climbs over. PC climbs back up my shoulder. I put on the aviator glasses. Jackson and Andrew shout, Andrew muttering something and Jackson looking disgusted. "You crazy people," I say, pointing to Andrew and Jackson. "Nearly KILLED Elaina! What in Di Immortales sake were you thinking?!" I put up my hands in het he air for emphasis. They look down. I point a hot pink-fingernail-with-small-
hearts-on-them at their chest. Elaina is there, sitting on a chair, barely breathing. She clutched her rib cage and her breathing calmed. "EVIDENCE! I yell at them. "EVIDENCE! This is serious stuff here!" I open my punch and pull out the golden Greek fire dust. I shake it at their face. My icy blue eyes pierce their brown and electric blue eyes coldly. I win the staring contest. "Wait a minute." Jackson said, breaking the silence. "We didn't do this." I rewind the words again. "What?" Andrew looks at me, his hard eyes burning a hole through me. "We didn't send it." I raise him an eyebrow. Elaina moans again. I ask the wind to come and take the letter. I grab it from the window. "Hem hem." I start reading the letter. I wave it in front of their eyes. "We.. Didn't send that." Andrew mutters. "Fine. If you "didn't," then WHO did?" I asked them darkly.