NOTES:
I'm dying of cringe at some parts of this but goddamn it its for the plot.
Onforth!
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Adrenaline is a powerful thing.
She knew this from experience, but as a Therapist and Mom friend in a deadly situation with newly acquired companions, she was practically running on a nuclear generator of worth of it.
Instinctively holding Grim as tight as she could as she barricaded him from an incoming attack, only for Ace to shoot the Ink monster in the hand before the attack landed.
"Hurry the fuck up, Juice! I don't know how long we can keep doing this before we get our asses killed!!!"
"I'm gonna need maybe...30 more seconds to burn the roots away from the cart!!"
"Oh thats FUCKING DELIGHTFUL news."
Crouching before at the hellfire cat, she looked at him sternly, knowing the only solution was to send out their personal flamethrower to speed things up.
"Grim, go help Deuce! I'll cover you!"
"Fine! But you better not die on me Henchman! And you owe me tuna!!"
The blue light casted by his ears gave her notice that he was far enough away for her to stand up again and keep distracting the enemy alongside Ace.
Tossing another stone directly at the crack of its jug. Ophelia swerved to the side as a she barely dodged another swing of its weapon, the ginger striking it in the buttocks with a fire spell so it would re-focus on him.
"If you're going to fight, can you choose a better weapon then a damn pebble?!"
"Oh let me just summon a cannonball with my non-existent magic. Would you like a latte while I'm at it?"
"Caramel sounds good, just feed it to my dead body if we don't get that damn-"
A snapping sound could be heard from across the room. The smell of burnt roots filled the air as they both turned to see they source.
"I GOT IT!!"
"MYAHA! WE GOT THE STONE!!"
Deuce stood triumphantly holding the glowing magestone, Grim celebrating a bit as he began to run towards her, carrying her purse containing said magestone to her.
"NOOOOOOO DON..T TOUCH MY SSTOONEEE!!"
The ground began to shake violently, the smaller rocks and bones on the ground were bumped up and down by it, reminding her of pop-rocks.
Expect, y'know, a sign of certain doom flavoured.
"RUN!!"
Cracks began to form from all sides as Ace pulled her away from an incoming attack.
Lunging over to grab Grim, she scrambled to keep up with the two boys as they made haste, dodging falling stones as they went.
Eventually, she had to let Grim run solo since it was slowing them down, and the feline firebender had quickly caught up with the bluette.
It wasn't long before they finally could see the entrance again.
"Guys, I see the light!!"
"Metaphorically or Literally?!?"
"Ophelia, you're ruining our moment of relief!!"
"Better me then Alolan Muk over there!"
A second fierce tremor nearly took off their balance as their road to freedom was caved in by a large barrage of falling rocks, as well as partially caging Deuce and Grim, who had unfortunately been at the front of the group, within it.
It didn't help that a crack had appeared just below Ace, trapping the entirety of his left leg underground and knocking his pen far from his reach during the fall.
"Son of a BITCH! I can't move!"
"MYEH?!? Its so dark!!"
"Ophelia, Ace, you guys alright?!? I think I dropped my pen out there, so I'll try to push them off from here!"
"Their not "alright", Their screwed!!
That thing is going to catch up to us any second, and the furball was her only line of defense!"
𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑻 𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑻 𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑻 𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑻
𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐 𝑰 𝒅𝒐??
𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏.
𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒏!
Frantically searching the area with her eyes, a small object caught her eye, a ruby in a shape the reminded her of lipstick.
If she lived, she might put that in her bag for her shiny collection. Or a Valentines day decoration.
𝑾𝒂𝒊𝒕... 𝑩𝒂𝒈...𝑳𝒊𝒑𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒌...𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆...
𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝑳𝒊𝒑𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒐 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒈?
𝑾𝒂𝒊𝒕, 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝑰 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒅𝒆𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒂𝒈 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆?
Her mine spiraled to an old memory, an inside joke that had been commonplace with her former dormmates, family and friends.
Her father had started it when she was little after watching her shatter rocks she had somehow found quartz or other ores in on the beach, then stuff it into her bag with her amassed amount of shells and other trinkets.
"Estelle collects so much random shit that any bag she uses for just a day could stop a charging rhinoceros if she swung it hard enough."
𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒇𝒇 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝑰 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆? 𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌...
Lifting her bag, she took out her notebook, tablet and anything that wasn't worth destroying, and placed it next to where Ace was stuck in the ground and still trying to push himself out,
his confusion and annoyance at her using him as an item holder blatantly obvious.
"Your diary is a great gift and all, but —gah—
—ow— i'd prefer little help here!!"
"No time, No time!"
"The hell do you mean-"
"MY SSSTTTTOOOONNNEEEESS"
The eerie cast of light was appearing on the walls again, footsteps sounding of puddles being splashed around in followed behind the sound.
It was almost here, and she only had one shot at this.
𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒇𝒇
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒚 𝒊𝒇 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝑰 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅.
Her whole body was shaking with fear, adrenaline engulfing every twitch and vibration she felt as the monster seeming sensed her presence.
In all honesty, she didn't think she was going to survive, hell, she was just some nerd with a wackass childhood that she somehow survived, and alot of comedy show level situations too boot.
Sure, she'd done some crazy shit and been in many life or death situations before, but nothing like this
Cracking her skull open was less frightening, Finding out she'd eaten 3 doses of lethal cyanide by accident, thinking the fruit she had eaten was a Kiwi, when it was pangium, gave her less chills.
Being in a nearly crashed plane had been less terrifying then this, for fucks sake!
In all the 25+ ways she'd almost kicked the can in drastic situations, only 2 compared to this sense of fear, barely
Because this time, she was all alone at a disadvantage, no friend to guide her out of the woods with their star chart knowing or help her carry the immobilized group members after getting the critically injured campers to safety after they all got ground-struck by lightning.
No older twin siblings to help her escape when she had gotten trapped on a water coaster with them after the water filter, they learned later, had exploded.
Louisa prying open an construction workers old break exit bare handed and throwing her across
to Leo, who had not only blatantly ignored, not only detached, but completely made the "Do not climb" sign on the hidden staircase vanish somehow,
with his usual "Magicians Secret!" being the only explanation she could get out of him.
No parents to comfort her and No little brother give her his favorite plushie to hold after their cousins dog nearly accidentally drowned her during an extensively failed rescue dog training attempt from her aunt.
For the first time, she was the only one standing.
She was fighting alone
She had friends to protect, even if it was a cliche thing to say, she had a promise to fufill, and friends and family to return to.
And with a whole set of 7 books ahead of her, she did not plan on being taken out in the fucking prologue.
"GIVE ME B...ACK MY STOOONNEESS"
As the Shade towered over her, she spun her bag a few times for good measure.
𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈.
She tried to think of some corny line to up her confidence as she swug the bag, eyes clenched shut while she yelled out the first thing to come to mind.
"If you want some stones, here you go!
Merry Christmas, you filthy animal!"
Aiming for the crack on the ink stained globe, she leaped, and putting all her weight into the swing,
hit the blot creature full force with her bag, using it like a bat.
𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌-
Clink, Clink, Clink
A chuck of its head broke into pieces and crumbled, the ink loss causing its balance to waver as it fell onto the ground, its head entirely shattered.
Looking at the goo seeping onto the floor of the mine, it finally processed.
Her absolutely idiotic plan had succeeded.
And she had killed a whole ass monster after making a Home Alone reference as her battle charge.
What she had forgotten, however, was a way to stop the bag from hitting her in the back of the head, a fact she more felt than realized as it swung around and knocked her unconscious.
𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝑰 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒉𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒔.
𝑭𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒘?
The last thing she saw was Ace finally squeezing out of the rock and catching her while Deuce was still freeing himself fully from the rocks before her eyes shut completely.
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Holy shit
The redhead had watched in a mix of horror and awe as the literally only magicless member of the group took out an entire....whatever that was- solo—
With a fucking purse
No magic required, apparently.
Because this womans satchel managed to hit that thing with enough force to shatter it like it was thin ice. A bit like his ego at the moment.
The monster lay defeated infront where he had caught her before she collapsed, blot dripping out of it , reminding him of a bleeding corpse.
Yikes, they would have to make massacre with SFX to recreate this defeat if it they wanted to remake it with a fake corpse. It didn't really matter, but it was a random thought of his.
Looking down at the now slumbering brunette he barely was able to catch, Ace couldn't help but wonder why she had tried to protect them, even after all three of them had caused nothing but problems for her.
She wouldn't have even been here if she hadn't taken the fall for the demon weasel-cat thing after he provoked it.
The partial cave in had granted her a perfect opportunity to run and leave them to be pickaxed to death without being socially or legally accused for anything.
But instead, right infront of his eyes, she had stood her ground against the thing and won, without the use of magic.
Though it had only been a suspicion based on minor details, the idea of her being some form of deity or future-seer felt more and more accurate.
Wait, before they entered the mines, hadn't she said something along the lines of :
"If I remember correctly, its not close enough to Halloween in this world yet, so they can't hurt you"
Mentally marking the most suspicious parts of of that,he filed it away in his newly created internal
"What the actual hell is Ophelia" folder.
Glancing at the belongings she had passed to him, then at the charm tied to her hoodie,
He wondered if whatever gave her the faecharm would kill him if he took just an ittsy-bittsy peek at her journal for some clues on that.
A loud thud alerted him of the fact Deuce had finally pulled the last of the rocks off of him, so snooping would have to wait.
She had promised to answer two questions later anyway.
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Finally free from his rocky prison, Deuce ran toward where he saw Ace, his foot still stuck in the some roots, sitting and holding Ophelia , looking at her with a completely unreadable face.
It was understandable, considering how she'd pulled off the wackiness use of a purse in combat he had ever seen, though the bar was pretty low to begin with.
Still, seeing such a tiny person shatter a giant monster like a piñata in general was a sight for sore eyes.
"HENCHHUMAN!!!"
Grim bolted past the bluette, jumping over Ace, smacking him in the face with his tail in the process, and leaped into the girl's unconscious body.
"How dare you hog all the glory!!! I told ya not to die, y'know, so get up!!!"
Picking Grim up like a football, Ace tossed him off, annoyed at his antics.
"She knocked herself out, if that wasn't obvious to your pea-brain self."
"MYEH? You-"
Deuce looked at their new friend, at his watch (6:54 pm) then back at the now squabbling two.
"We need to find a way back to school, we don't have long before sunset, and she might need medical help!"
Unsurprisingly, Ace scoffed in response.
"And how do you plan to do that? The damn exit is caved in, and we have exactly No Wifi, no back up plan , and a severe lack of adult supervision or whatever."
"What about her tablet? Maybe it has enough data to make a call."
"Well, be my guest to try and fail."
"You're really unhelpful, you know."
Taking the glowing blue tablet from Ace, he immediately noticed the video recording feature had not been turned off for...4 and a half hours.
It had recorded the entire fight, and seven knows what else. Did she do that on purpose?
Clicking it off and trying to get to the contacts,
he realized this tablet was WAY too complicated for him to figure out with a looming time limit,
His gaze landed on the still glowing charm tied to her hoodie string, and remembered a fairytale
his mom had once told him when he was little,
where a girl wished on a Fae charm to free herself from an evil king.
Ace kept switching his focus from the sleeping girl on his lap, to the cat he was pushing away with his hand, and the notebook on the ground.
"So, did you fail at calling someone yet?"
"I have an idea."
"Let me guess, we set up a smoke signal inside a cave?"
"Your not helping!"
"No shit, Watson."
"Fuck you, Sherlock."
Kneeling to join Ace on the ground, Deuce leaned over and grabbed the Fae charm, Grim instantly climbing from his back onto his head , obviously wanting to be physically above Ace for spite.
"What the hell are you doing Juice?"
"Its just an idea, ok!"
Holding the glowing charm in his hand, the bluette quietly wished to himself, saying the beginning incantation in the way he remembered the girl in the fairytale had, and his own improvised wish after.
I wish upon your gift, in my time of need.
My name is Deuce Spade, um..if you can, please send us all back to NRC as soon as possible.
I'll do anything in return.
I need to save my friends, and I don't want to disappoint my mom again by getting expelled.
I know Im not Ophelia, and I know you gave this to her, but, please help us.
Ace looked at him with a mix of agitation and disbelief
"Do you really think thats-"
And by the Red Queens Roses, whatever fae this belonged to actually decided to help right as the ginger started talking . Maybe to spite Aces comment, or maybe the magic just had to load, or however non-item transportation magic works.
A round portal opened up below all three of them, and it felt as if the world had flipped upside down and to the left as they crashed into the Headmage's Office, the Magestone near comically flying out of his pocket as he caught a falling Ophelia, the shining jewel landing directly onto Crowleys desk.
"I...I can not believe my eyes. You three actually pulled it off...Am I dreaming?"
Ace groaned and sat up, rubbing the back of his head with a worn out expression.
"Buckle up, Headmage, we've got quite the story for you."
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Feeling herself stir as she slowly regained a smidgen of consciousness, she tried to register what was occurring without forcing her eyes open.
𝑰 ...𝑰'𝒎 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒅, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰𝒕 𝒔𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆.
𝑨𝒎 𝑰 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝑯𝒐𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒍? 𝑾𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒂?
𝑫𝒊𝒅 𝑰 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒖𝒑?
𝑼𝒈𝒉, 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝒖𝒑 𝒐𝒏 𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒖𝒍𝒕.
Something poked her cheek, and, desiring more sleep, she ignored it and rolled over, only to get poked again. This repeated several times, without hearing footsteps moving aswell, she had a educated guess on who was behind it.
"Pssst, I know mew're awake. The Knave and the Rabbit are purrty worried about mew, and us felines are too, both purple and blue.
I can see the other three right meow, though they can't see me. So where o' where could they be? Are they that way, or this way?
Mew gotta not-not unclose your eyes if mew want to be pawsitivly sure!"
𝑺𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏, 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆.
"Che'nya....why"
Slowly opening her eyes and getting assaulted by the bright lights , she realized the fae had already left, likely due to the sound of someone entering the room.
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕??!
"Oh, you're awake."
The person who had entered was obviously a member of the faculty, and had an extremely muscular build, with naturally cinnamon colored skin contrasting his blue and white doctors uniform, a scope of some sorts was rested comfortably on a shining bald head, and she could see a few tattoos on his arm.
"I'm Doctor Mato Keola, I'm the head nurse here at NRC.
Some students also call me Doctor Sweet if thats easier, Its a nickname they gave me a few years ago, and It sorta stuck!
You were brought here after being hit unconscious, correct?"
"I think so..?"
"Well, I've been fending off 2 students and some strange car from breaking in to visiting you. They have been here for 2 hours, so I hope I didn't waste my time taking care of the wrong patient!"
The hearty laugh he let out as he walked over to open the door calmed her just a bit. He seemed very relaxed and unfazed, but as she looked at him more, she swore she recognized him from somewhere, the name and design pricking at her brain.
𝑫𝒐𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕? 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝑰....
𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑬𝑫𝑰𝑪𝑨𝑳 𝑶𝑭𝑭𝑪𝑰𝑬𝑹 𝑮𝑼𝒀 𝑰𝑵 𝑨𝑻𝑳𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑰𝑺!!
𝑯𝒐𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕, 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑵𝑷𝑪𝑺 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐.
𝑰𝒇 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝑲𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒌 2.0, 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒕.
As the Doctor opened the door, a speeding ball of black, white and blue immediately rammed into her stomach at full speed, knocking her over just a bit as he yelled at the top of his lungs.
"HENCHHUMAN!!! YOUR AWAKE!!
GUESS WHAT?"
"Urg- Whats is it?"
"IMMA STUDENT NOW! LOOK!"
Proudly showing off his new Magestone, Grim was almost jumping with glee as he sat in her lap, tail swishing about.
Throwing her bag onto the side of the bed, Ace
caught up to Grim, soon followed by Deuce.
"Did you forget to mention she's also a student now too? A prefect, your prefect, to be precise"
"Ophelia! Are you feeling any better?"
Scratching behind a joy-high Grims ears with one hand, receiving a purr , and no swats this time, She used the other hand to inspect the contents of her bag, hoping Ace hadn't snatched her notebook. Everything was there, luckily.
"I'm fine, but I'm more worried about you
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