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It was an average day for the ScrollKeeper and the Collector. They went to Ha’rar to get the latest tithings from the Vapra Clan. The Collector wasn’t pleased. His nose was dripping with mucus. “What a boring day.”

“Oh hush!” SkekOk scolded. “We’ve just been halfway through the tithings and already you're complaining. Just hold on a little longer.” He adjusted his spectacles. As much as he viewed Gelflings as lower beings that needed to be educated, he knows that they provide them much tribute. He watched as the latest tithing given was another stack of carpets. He raised a brow when he saw the next tithing coming towards them. Of all the tithings he’s seen, he’d never had a living one before. Before him was a Gelfling couple that was in their mid-50’s holding a young baby with a face that was whiter than any Vapran Gelfling. “What’s this?”

The couple bowed. “Forgive us my lords.” The male of the couple spoke. “We’ve gotten short with crops due to a bad snowstorm. All-Maudra, we wish to give you this child as a tithing instead.” They held up the child in front of them. The female Gelfling pulled away the blanket to reveal a shock of pure white hair. Whispers erupted from behind them. No Gelfling had ever heard of such a thing. A baby given as a tithing?

“Why would you wish to do that?” All-Maudra asked.

“This isn’t an ordinary babe.” The female Gefling said. “She belonged to our daughter who passed away a few weeks ago. She had an affair with a Grotten Gelfling and now her child is what’s left of her.” She turned to the Skeksis. “Look at her eyes. You’ll see that she is something different.” She stroked the tiny head.

On command, the baby opened her eyes. She indeed was different. One eye was the traditional blue of the Vapra Gelfling. The other was an orange color which showed her Grotten Heritage. What shocked the Skeksis was actually her pupils. They were shaped like a four pointed star. It made her look alien, frightening. The little baby had a weak smile on her face and reached out to the Scrollkeeper.

“We have no room for her,” The male, who is the child’s grandfather, said. “We think that maybe being in your castle can provide a special place among the lords. You set so many blessings to us through your connection to the crystal. We simply implore that you take her as a special tithing.”

The Scrollkeeper thought for a moment. The baby Gelfling looked weak, but she might be a useful experiment to Skektek. Maybe even a meal if The Emperor allowed it. “Of course.” He elbowed The Collector before he could protest. “We’ll take the little one off your hands for you. You shall not have to carry this burden any longer.” He reached for the child and had it cradled in his arms. The little baby gently reached out and patted the beak.

“Very well then, my lords.” All Maudra said. “You may have the child, but make sure that your Gelfling soldiers take care. She needs to be among other Gelfling.”

The Scrollkeeper bowed. “We shall.”
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“Why in Thra did you do that?!” SkekLach shouted. The Collector was not happy by the stunt that was pulled. He didn’t mind a few treasures from the sorry weaklings, but a living baby? He didn’t understand what SkekOk was thinking. “Why would you take such a troublesome thing? You know how babies are constant criers!” He sneezed. Mucus poured out of his nose. He wiped it away from his face and soured when the little infant giggled. “Ugh...She’s going to be a pain.”

Scrollkeeper shrugged. “Maybe, but let’s keep her around as a little plaything for us. See how much use she could be.”

The Collector rolled his eyes. “Well...Might as well give it a name. I’m thinking...Wimp.”

“You know that would never do with the other Gelflings. I was thinking of a more...simple name.”

“And what’s that?”

The Scrollkeeper adjusted his spectacles. He felt little warmth from the baby’s smile. “Ghost. On the account how otherworldly she is. She may not last long, but let’s see what the other will do in her presence.” He was startled as the cart went over a large bump and scared little Ghost. He rocked her until she fell asleep in his arms. Her head leaned close to his chest and listened to his heartbeat.

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Ghost!” Ordon, father of Rian and leader of the guard, was searching high and low for the little Gelfling that crawled away from the other guards under their careful watch. He turned angrily at one of the guards. “I can’t believe you lost her after one minute!”

“I’m sorry, sir.” The guard said. “I had my eye away from her for only two minutes. Then, poof! Guess the Lords named her well.” They looked down the hallway and overturned a nearby basket. He shook his head.

“That’s the third time she did this.” Ordon huffed. “We’re lucky that she only got as far as the corridors. There’s no telling what would happen if the Lords find her in any of their chambers.” He remembered the reactions the other Lords of the Crystal had when Ghost came. The ScrollKeeper went to the guards first to show the little one. The guards and himself were spellbound by her strange looks. Her eyes were like the moon and sun were existing in space and time. Her star-shaped pupils were strange beyond belief. Her smile was weak but held a love that was eternal. They were touched by her plight and swore to care for her.

Before long, SkekVar the General appeared. He was wondering what the guards were doing standing around. Upon seeing Ghost, his eyes widened in shock. Then, he cautiously poked the little baby. He drew back when she simply giggled. “What an oddity. Did you show the Scientist yet?”

The Scrollkeeper shook his head. “No. However, is the Oranmentalist around? I would like to see how he responds.”

“No, but you might as well head to the throne room. There’s a meeting going on right now.”

“All right.” SkekOk looked down at the guards. “I’ll be right back. We must have the other lords acquainted with the little one.” He walked past them as they bowed to him. He chuckled when Ghost tried to reach SkekVar. She seems to be excited, he thought. She’ll make a great pet.

He arrived at the throne room along with Skeklach to see the Emperor talking to Chamberlain, Gourmand, Ritual Master and Scientist. As usual, the Chamberlain did his whimper as he listened to the Emperor. He always did that when something was going on in his head. The Scientist looked at them, jealous. He and the Chamberlain never got along. Scrolkeeper cleared his throat. All eyes were immediately on the scholarly skeksis.

“Ah,” The Emperor spoke. “SkekOk and SkekLach. I’ve seen that you’ve returned.” He lowered his gaze and tilted his head. “What have you got there?”

“Our latest tithing from Hurrar. You’ll find it most interesting.” He smiled as all four skeksis approached. He nearly cackled upon the double take everyone did when they saw little Ghost. What surprised him though was when the Chamberlain leaned in for a closer inspection and Ghost let out a wail. He started rocking the baby Gelfling. “There, there. No need to cry.” He glared at Skeksil. “Get away from her, you ninny!”

Skeksil arched his neck and backed away. He whimpered again. His brow cocked. The wheels of his dangerous mind spinning. There was something interesting about this child. What fun is she going to bring to the table?

“Gaaaahhhhh!” The Scientist shouted. “Give her to me!” SkekTek grabbed her and had her mere inches of his face. “Stop cry-” To his shock, Ghost immediately stopped crying. She cooed. Her hands gently touching his face and a soft pat on his snout. She nuzzled his face. He flinched as he heard several awws from the group. He was about to hand her back when the Emperor stopped him. “Best hold on to her a little longer, Skektek. She might get fussy again and we still have much to discuss.”

Both the Emperor and the Gourmand looked at her bewildered. Ghost’s reaction split. For the Emperor, her eyes held a strange sense of curiosity. Almost as if she’s trying to read his soul. As for the Gourmand, she simply stuck out her tongue at him. Everyone laughed at that. “Well, would you like to explain how you’ve come across this child?” Skekso asked. After a full run from SkekOk and SkekLach, he thought for a moment. “All right then. The guards will take care of her. If she survives, she’ll become a servant to the castle. If not, well...Let’s see what use she can be to us at that point.”

A few months later, Ghost proved to become stronger over time. She started crawling toward Ordon’s son, Rian who is just about her age. Due to her weak heart, she does tire every once in a while. Her body would always seem to find a way to fight it. She would escape the guards to explore the castle. Most of the time, she would be caught before she would go down a flight of stairs. Today was going to be different. While the guards were talking to some Podlings, she saw a few doors open and crawled to the nearest one.

In this room, there were bright, colorful fabrics. Strange items glittered in the box. Her eyes glowed with excitement. She had never seen anything so shiny. She saw a string of white stones and pulled it down. A jewelry box tipped over, spilling everything down. A strange white powder exploded next to her. She sneezed and shook her head. Ghost grabs a bright blue fabric, causing it to fall on top of her. In the darkness, she moved around until she heard someone walking in. “What in Thra?! Who knocked down my jewels?” The voice was high pitched and female. This voice was new. A new friend?

Ghost tried to move forward but she found herself having a hard time moving. She whimpered and growled. She stiffened at a shriek. To her surprise, she felt the cloth torn away. She looked up at the tall figure. It was a Skeksis. Female-like due to the long eyelashes and strange hairstyle. He was momentarily confused, then his expression changed to surprise and realization to who he was seeing.

It was the Ornamentalist SkekEkt. “My goodness. You’re that little Gelfling I’ve heard about. No one would think you would survive.” He flinched when she reached for him. For some strange reason, he found her cute. Usually he would never find Gelflings cute or beautiful as he. Somehow, he liked her strange look. Especially her eyes. They held a light that belonged to the skies. Her blue eye like a frosty winter and her amber eye like a blazing fire. Normally, he would’ve wanted to punish any Gelfling and Podling who would dare touch his treasures. This Gelfling seems to have enchanted the Emperor and the others. “You shouldn’t mess with my things, little Gelfling.” Hesitantly, he picked up Ghost.

Ghost began to mess with the pearls that glittered his outfit and the large pendant. Then, cooed when she met his eyes. She was soon on his lap. She noticed that he had a brush in his hand. He daintily brushed her shock of snowy hair. Ghost started to grow content in his arms. She began to close her eyes. Her world drifts as she listens to the Ornamentalist cooing over her. Then, heard Ordon come into the room. She opened her eyes slightly.

“My lord!” He bowed. “Forgive me. My guards got careless.” The captain of the guard looked at the tiny mess she made. “I’ll see to it that the guards will have some discipline once we get her out of your sight.” He was about to pick it up when SkekEkt raised his hand.

“No need.” The Ornamentalist said. “I was just having a wonderful time making this adorable Gelfling pretty. We must schedule a time for her to be here. She might cause too much of a distraction to the guards if they keep focusing on her instead of the castle.”

Ordon bowed. “Very well. We’ll have her accompanied by at least one guard when she is with each of the lords. She will stay with the guards at night.”

“Just make sure to have the Podlings clean up this mess.” SkekEt looked down at Ghost. She was soon asleep in his arms. He smiled and stroked her. “I wonder what sort of dresses would go with those eyes.”

Before long, Ghost would be assigned to each of the Skeksis. The Emperor on his lap in the throne room listening to music. SkekVar in his chamber where she would climb on top of him. Watching SkekOk read or having a talk with SkekLach. A few times with the Chamberlain did she only have a staring contest. Listening the reciting rites from the Ritual Master. However, there would be a few rooms that she wasn’t allowed to be in with them. Unfortunately, SkekTek would find himself having to secretly take Ghost in his lab and create a special place for her to play since most of the guards were too busy to escort most of the lords to the seven corners of Thra. He would never admit, but her presence seemed to calm his rage and let his thoughts about what the others thought about him. One night, he would cradle her and feed her bottle. Rarely did she cry when he was with him. It seemed to make him at least important.

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Two years had passed and Ghost had become very nimble for a toddler. She had already understood the places that she isn’t allowed. Whenever SkekEkt and SkekOk would come back, she would become excited and greet them. Her bond with SkekTek is stronger than ever before. Whenever he was upset, she would hug him or hand him some tools when he needed it. As a matter of fact, he nearly cried with joy when he said her first word: his name. Ghost was still leery of SkekSil. There was something about him that bothered her. His words come off sweet, but Ghost knows that he’s far more clever than he shows.

One day, after playing with Rian in Stone-in-the-Woods, she was returned to the palace and one of the guards had to take her with him to his post since the lords were too busy to be with her at the moment. Ghost was very well behaved, but she needed something to occupy her. SkekTek gave her an interesting puzzle that he would always modify whenever she solved it the first time. Then, SkekOk and Ordon taught her some simple reading. Ordon even gave her a toy landstrider that she hugs nonstop. As the hours ticked by Ghost couldn’t help but wonder when the others might come back.
Suddenly, there was a loud crash. The guard, a Stonewood, heard several screeches and battles being heard. “Oh no! A Silk Spitter!” He turned to Ghost. “Ghost! Stay here and don’t come anywhere near that noise. Just hide until it's over.” He ran over to the brawl.

Ghost watched him go. Startled by the loud roar, she quickly went further into the balcony. She then noticed a strange structure. It looked like three beastly heads rearing up to roar in the sky. A crank was present. Curious, she pushed it and it moved. She heard wheels grinding. During her time with SkekTek, she learned that when wheels move it causes machines to come to life. She began to wonder what this machine could do. She began to wind it. It hurt her arm but she soon heard a noise. She continued grinding to hear the full noise. In a matter of minutes, she looked around to see the guard who was with her next to a shocked Scientist.

“Ghost!” SkekTek yelled. He moved as quickly as he could. “Get away from the horn!” He grabbed her and firmly pulled her away. “It’s not a toy.”

Ghost looked up at him. “I sorry. Want to know how it work.”

SkekTek shook his head. “Guess spending time with me gave you a sense of intellect that I should’ve paid attention on.” He sighed. Then, handed Ghost back to the guard. “I guess I should notify the Emperor to clean up this mess before he shows up.”

“He?” Ghost said. She tilted her head, eyes glowing with curiosity. “He who?”

“That’s enough, Ghost.” The Guard said. He picked her up and walked her to the room where the castle guards kept her during the nights when the lords can’t be with her. Leaving poor Ghost with two questions in her head: Who is this person that shows up by that horn? Would he hurt SkekTek?
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Later that day, Ghost was reading her book that talked about the mysterious Mother Aughra. She was guardian of the crystal before the Skeksis took over. She remembered SkekTek saying that she lived in a Auraium where she was exploring the stars. Ghost put her book down and crawled to the nearest window to look at the stars. Worlds that existed besides Thra. Stars that could be a map, but at the same time create stories through their images. She looked around the darkened forest that was turning molten orange by dusk and noticed something moving in the moonlight. It was brief, but she could’ve sworn it looked like one of the Skeksis covered in bones.

She wanted to meet him. Slowly, she opened the door and looked around. So far, there were no guards around. She quickly moved as her toddler legs could carry her. Her body strained to heighten their senses. She listened to the movement of the guards and the other lords. Her Grotten heritage enabled her to see through the dark hallways of the castle. Then, she began to hear voices.

“What is the meaning of summoning me here?!” Spoke an unfamiliar voice. It was gruff and beastly. “Who do you want me to hunt?”

Ghost peeked behind a corner that leads to the stairway. She saw SkekTek, SkekSo and SkekVar talking to a Skeksis covered in bone and furry pelts. Her jaw dropped at the sight of him. He was tall and feral. His face was covered by a skull. His body rippled with strength. He held an aura of anger. She gripped the stone wall. It’s a monster, she thought. A mean one!

The Emperor bowed. “Pardon the inconvenience SkekMal,” He said. “One of the Gelflings got a little curious about that horn of yours. Will make sure that she won’t do it again.”

“A gelfling?” SkekMal said. “A gelfling summoned me?! Where is she?! I’ll teach her not to make a fool out of me!”

“No need.” SkekSil said. “It was Scientist who brought curiosity to her.” He smiled slyly as he saw Ghost flinch. He wanted to see if SkekMal would finally end the little pest once and for all. “Would let her see some inventions.”

SkekMal grabbed SkekTek and pulled out a blade. “What are you playing SkekTek? Why would you include a Gelfling to Skeksis ranks?”

Ghost couldn’t take it. She didn’t want to see SkekTek get hurt because of her. She ran out of her hiding place and went down the stairs. “Stop! Don’t hurt him!” She would usually have someone help her with going up or down, but it was different when it came to doing it by herself. Suddenly, she slipped. Her body flung forward and zipped over the steps. Just as she was about to hit the floor, her wings popped open. She pulled up. She wobbled a little, but balanced herself. Then, she crashed into SkekMal which caused him to let go of SkekTek.

The duo almost hit the floor, but SkekMal regained some of his balance. He held her up to have a better look. Even though his face was hidden, surprise was written in his eyes. He had never seen a Gelfling like her before. Her white face was dainty and her bicolored eyes glowing from the light of nearby torches. What shocked him the most is that she’s a child. “Wha-”

“Don’t hurt him, please!” Ghost begged. Tears welling up. “I call you! I blew horn! I sorry!” She whimpered and began to cry.

SkekSil gave a smug expression. SkekSo stared in shock and SkekTek scared and touched by little Ghost. As for the Hunter, for the first time, his anger began to fizzle. He didn’t attack children. Even when he hunts, he would go after the strong and never the weak. This one was special. This one was quite brave to face him, let alone try to tackle him to the ground. Blood began to seep on his fingers and soon realized that his claws cut her wrist. “What is your name, Childling?”

“Ghost.” She whimpered. Ghost stared in awe as he gently placed her back on the ground.

SkekMal loomed over her. “Ghost, you are a child. I don’t hunt something as small as you.” He turned away and began walking down the hallway. The air around him turned into an atmosphere of shock and stunned relief. A stray look over his shoulder, he sees SkekTek quickly pick up the child. SkekSil looked on in frustration and SkekSo was still in shock of what happened.“I’ll make one thing clear: Don’t use my horn to call me again.” The hunter was through the corridors and into the moonlit night in a matter of minutes. He knew the child may forget him, but he’ll never forget her. It wouldn’t be until much later that the two meet again.

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Upon the morning, the black stone of the crystal palace turned grey by the light. A few streaks of sunlight touched a bed chamber that belonged to a seventeen-trine Gelfling. Her white hair wispy and long. Her white skin turned gold in the morning sun. Her breathing almost in rhythm to the unsung melody of Thra’s creatures.

A small spider-like creature crawled out of the cracks of the stone walls and began climbing up the bedpost. It was only a few inches close to her face. It watched her for a moment. Its three legs resemble a flower sitting on a soft pillow. One step closer, and it would be on her face. “Boo!” It jumped back in surprised. It nearly fell off until the Gelfling caught it.

A now grown Ghost laughed. “Didn’t think I would know you would come, did you Orchid?”

Aww! You had to ruin my fun! The little Threader huffed. The two had become good friends ever since they first met. Ghost was only five trines old when it happened. She was helping the Podlings in the kitchen. Sweeping away happily until she saw a strange flower-like creature crawl out of the crack in the wall and began to head toward her. Before it could get far, a Podling’s broom smacked the Threader into the air and splashed into a barrel of water. Worried, Ghost ran over to the barrel. She looked in each direction to see if no one was watching and quickly pulled out the unconscious creature. Ghost pulled a small cloth out and rubbed the small back. She heard a small coughing and hid the Threader in her pocket. Once she did her chores, she went to her room and laid the creature, who still didn’t wake up from its adventure in the water. When Orchid woke up, Ghost mended the Threader’s wound and secretly sent her back home. Not before she learned that Orchid was actually a small Arranthim, an enemy to the Gelfling.

The being known as The Ascendancy was not happy seeing a little Gelfling in their catacombs. However, they did appreciate Ghost willing to bring back one of their own. She listened to their story. Touched by their loss and a bit confused on why the Skeksis would banish them from their home simply because they chose not to have the Emperor rule over them, she offered her hand in friendship such as reading stories to them and anything they wanted to eat from the kitchen. The Arrathim knew that little Ghost was still loyal when she explained her story and what the Skeksis and Gelfling meant to her. Since then, they would let her meet them and allowed her to give the name Orchid because of the Threader’s flower-like appearance and a Silk Spitter that she called Shield. In time, they began to enjoy her company and even love her impressions of SkekSil. They also began to teach her some Arranthim so she can speak the language properly without having a Threader being in her head.

“Come on.” Ghost said. “I’ll give you a free ride through the castle. Got a lot of things to do before I meet up with Rian, Mira and Gurjen.” The young Gelfling changed out of her nightgown. She changed into her servant outfit and brushed her long, white hair. She does have other dresses from SkekEt, but she didn’t want to get them dirty. Ghost extended her hand and allowed Orchid to climb on. She placed the tiny spider creature in her pocket. She arrived at the first area she needed to clean. Armed with sponges that she tied to her feet, rags and a bucket, Ghost was now ready to clean the halls as fast as she could. “Ready?”

Orchid nodded. She peeked over the pocket to be sure she wasn’t seen. She knew it was dangerous, but she does find it fun to be around Ghost. Ready!

“Here we go!” Ghost used every power of her wings to push herself forward. She moved with ease. She began gliding over the floor and getting everything dry. Everything sparkling as she zipped by. She waved to some Podlings that were making their way to the kitchen. “Good morning, Brun! Good morning, Zuzu! I’ll see you in the kitchen.” She smiled as the Podling servants eagerly waved at her.

If you were to hear rumors that Ghost gets along with nearly everyone in the Crystal Palace, you would be right. During her time, Ghost was one of the few Gelflings that treated Podlings with respect and dignity. She loved them as they loved her. The palace guards grew fond of her despite her heritage and her tendencies to vanish. She would make them smile with her generous nature.

As she was about to reach the stairs, she stopped before SkekLach. “Morning SkekLach. How are you feeling?”

SkekLach was miserable as usual. He didn’t get much sleep due to the ooze out of his pustules. “Same as yesterday...and the day before that.” He didn’t mind Ghost being around him. When she is in his company, her smile seems to brighten his mood a little. She was always filled with surprises. Never a dull moment in the castle. Right now, he was tired from having to do the ritual with the Dark Crystal again. The only time Ghost would annoy him is when she reprimands him for taking something that wasn’t his.

Ghost fiddled with her pockets and managed to find what she was looking for. “Well, I just got this cleaned up for you. It should make it comfortable.” She pulled out a white handkerchief. The little Gelfling handed it to the Collector and skated away.

“Wait! I forgot to tell-” SkekLach tried to finish his sentence but Ghost left in a hurry. “Oh drat! I forgot to mention that Ghost would be joining Scroll Keeper and me for the latest tithing ceremony.” He simply shrugged and made his way down to the dining halls for breakfast.

Ghost hummed a tune as she glided over the stairs. Her heart follows to the sound of Thra’s creature that crawls within the walls. As she finished, she was zooming toward the throne room to finish when she nearly crashed into the General and some Gelflings that were walking behind him. Ghost flared her wings and jumped over him. “Sorry, General!”

“Be careful!” SkekVar roared. “Just don’t make the floor slippery like you did last time!” Despite his harsh voice, he does get concerned when she gets very determined with her chores. He nearly had a heart attack when she got a fever after rescuing a Podling that slipped into a crack in the ice. It was so bad, he was sure Ghost would die. However, she would prove him wrong once again. Her heart was so fragile but she had the will to go on. He couldn’t help but find her as a true marvel of all Gelflings.

“Will do!” Ghost giggled. She kept singing a song that tumbled in her head and into her heart. Her love of music came from SkekEt and SkekSo. They would let her listen to the instruments of the Podlings. When she was in the company of Rian or Gurjin, Ghost would listen to the unspoken words of Thra and write it down in her special diary. As she was nearing a hallway that led to the kitchen, she soon saw the Emperor, the Ornamentalist, the Ritual Master, the Scrollkeeper and the Chamberlain. Her body grew tight around Chamberlain. Nothing good ever came from that Skeksis. He had some good advice she follows, but she knows that he’s mostly selfish and would mess with her when possible. “Good morning everyone.”
“Good morning, Ghost.” SkekSo said. “I see your doing your chores. Did you-”

“Yes.” Ghost said.

“What about-”

“Don’t worry, I got the clothes done yesterday. I just handed the Collector a fresh handkerchief.”

“Could you please stop interrupting the Emperor?” The Ritual Master huffed.

Ghost bowed. “I beg your pardon. I’ve done the chores so many times, I guess your questions would come naturally in my head.”

“Perhaps we should stop giving her jobs that would remove the Podlings, yesss?” Chamberlain asked. He smirked at Ghost. He knew her fondness of the Podlings and just said that to make her feel terrible. “Might make them lazy.”

“Nonsense.” SkekSo spoke. “She’s been doing well with her job and makes the Podlings move faster.” He turned to Ghost. “Continue on to the kitchen. Gourmand will be there soon.”

Ghost nodded. She was about to leave then turned and stuck her tongue out at SkekSil. She ran before she could see the scowl on his face. In her pocket, she could hear Orchid laughing. As the two made their way to the kitchen, Ghost caught a glimpse of Rian and Mira sharing a small kiss before smiling at her. Ghost merely smiled. She was happy that Rian found someone. Mira was a very nice Vapra despite her taunting the Podlings. She was like a sister to Ghost. If only there was someone for me, Ghost thought sadly.

Upon entering the kitchen, Ghost took Orchid out to her apron pocket and set the little Threader against the wall. She found a small piece of food. “Here you go. You best head back from here before someone sees you.Tell Shield I’ll see him later.” She handed Orchid a piece of meat and watched her eat it and leave. Ghost immediately got to work on one of the pots that contained the latest morning stew. She stirred until she heard the heavy footsteps of the Gourmand. One cue, Ghost pulled out a spoon and held it up in front of the plump Skeksis. “Don’t get any ideas, SkekAyuk! This is for breakfast and I’ve hidden the other ingredients.”

SkekAyuk groaned. “Why do you torture me, Ghost? I’ll only have a snack before breakfast.” He stroked his stomach to prove a point.

Ghost merely shook her head. “You can leave without it for a few more minutes. However…” A sly smile spread across her face. She raised her spoon again. “I can give you one of the jars if you beat me in a spoon duel.” It was a special game that she and Gourmand had bonded over. She usually wins that game.

SkekAyuk rolled his eyes. “You’re almost as bad as Chamberlain.” He pulled out a spoon. “En guard!”

Once the two had their duel, Ghost got everything done and finally rushed over to the telescope to have breakfast with Rian, Mira and Gurjin. All the suns are just above the horizon just as Ghost arrived to see her friends. “Sorry I’m late!” She huffed. Her heart pounding hard. “Had to keep Gourmand from eating the food for the Podlings.”

Rian shook his head. He walked over to her and had a look at her hands. They were covered in bruises. “You’ve got to take better care of yourself. Sister.” It was his way of being affectionate to Ghost. The two had become close to siblings despite their work on the castle. Ever since they were children, Rian would look out for her whenever he can.

Ghost laughed. “Only if you would stop taking food from the Podlings and making googly eyes at Mira.”

“Aww.” Mira said. “Don’t worry Ghost. I’m not hogging Rian.” The Vapran hugged her. “However, I do hope that you find someone soon. You’re a very special girl. Boys would have to be crazy not to want you.”
“Hey!” Gurjin shouted. “Come on! The food’s going to get cold!” He was already sitting down with a warm bowl of broth on his lap. He took a spoonful into his mouth.

“Ok.” Ghost began to take a seat and was momentarily dizzy. A brief vision of SkekTek screaming at the Crystal as it was draining a weird goo off his body. She shook her head. This had been her third vision since her incident in the frozen water. She looked up to see her friends looking on in concern. “I’m alright, just tired. I’m done for the chores for today so I’ll take a rest in my room before helping with dinner for the lords.” She never told anyone her visions, but what she said was enough to ease everyone’s concern. It was soon forgotten as she began to have her breakfast with her friends.

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Ghost walked down to the catacombs. Her mind slowly thinks back to those weird dreams and visions that she had when she was young. Only three of them since she was six trines old. They would only come every other night so she would never have thought of them as strange. After what happened this morning, this could be something different. She could only hope they didn’t mean anything. As she neared the entrance, something dropped in front of her and roared. She flung backward and looked up to see a Silk Spitter.

It had a normal size, but the only difference was its shell. On its head was a handprint that had crystals aligned in a circle. An accident that Ghost had with the dye. It gave a clicking noise that was similar to that of laughter. I heard you gave Orchid a scare Ghost, it said. Glad I could return the favor!

Ghost huffed. “Nice one, Shield. Just try not to overdo it with me.” She got up and dusted off her skirt. She gazed at the large creature. A moment of quiet hung in the air. Then, Ghost let out a laugh. “Wish you could do that to SkekSil. You would probably make it hard to peel off the ceiling.” She hugged Shield. “It’s so good to see you.”

You doing ok? Shield was a Silk Spitter that had a heart of gold. He too was worried when Ghost had been doing work for the “Lords” of the crystal. He knows how much they mean to her. He doesn’t like them, but it was thanks to them that Ghost, Orchid and he have been friends in the first place. It was that one thing that kept his rage in check. Even when he does his tricks, he finds a way to make it less stressful for her heart.
“Doing ok.” Ghost answered. She told him about the usual routine. She listened to his story about the latest hunts that he did. She sighed. “I do wish we could dreamfast together. I know it’s a Gelfling thing and Gelflings are Thra, but so are you and everyone else who lives on this planet.”

Even the lords? Shield asked.

“They had been around far longer than I was born,” Ghost said. “How could they not?” She fiddled with her dress. Then, Ghost hugged her friend once more. She smiled when Shield hugged her back. “I better head back up before anyone misses me. Especially SkekTek.” She walked away and began to move up the steps. As she neared the lab, she heard crackling of electricity and buzzing of machines. Ghost simply shrugged at that. SkekTek must be working on another experiment. Then, she heard distress from the animals.

“That’s enough!” SkekTek shouted.

Ghost froze. Then, she heard him yelling the crystal to stop. No, she thought. She ran to the direction of the noise. Her heart nearly stopped on the sight she had dreaded to see. SkekTek surrounded by a thick, greasy cloud. It was exactly what she saw this morning. She ran to the lever that she knew would turn the machine off. In an instant, she flipped it up. Her heart pounding loudly as the machine died down. She ran over to him and hugged the panting Skeksis. “Are you ok?! That was close!” Her hands felt the shaking of his entire body.

“Ghost…” He said after recovering from his shock. “Wha-What are you doing here?”

“I came here to see you.” She answered. Ghost cried.This is the worst thing she had to witness. One of her nightmares came true. She pulled out her handkerchief and wiped her face with it. Her heart pounded loud enough to be heard in the silence of the lab. “L-let’s go out for a walk.”

“Y-yes.”

“Out of the castle this time. It’s been a while since you’ve seen sunlight.” She could see his face about to protest. Ghost shook her head. “I know the Emperor has been giving you a hard time as of late. The others might give you a hard time in this state too.” She tried not to think of the Chamberlain smirking at the sight of it all. “Please? I know a special way out of here.”

SkekTek sighed. How could he not say no to her? She may be a Gelfling, but the only one who tried to help him through the worst of times. Rejecting that would only make it worse. “All right, but we better head back before lunch time.” He walked with her only a few steps when he heard an all too familiar whimper. “Oh no…”
The two looked up to see SkekSil standing before them. The Chamberlain was staring at them with intrigue. He head tilted to one side as if he was inspecting a clock. “My, my...What’s this? Scientist, you already have found solution? That’s wonderful!” He turned to walk away. “I’ll go tell Emperor.”

“No...I...haven’t come up with anything yet.” SkekTek admitted. He knew he would be severely punished if the Emperor learned of this failure. “I...just had a small accident.”

“We’re going to take a walk.” Ghost said. Hoping that it would get the Chamberlain to leave them alone. “It won’t be a long one. Tell the Emperor that I’ll assist him later this afternoon.” Her eyes turned cold and hard. After being with SkekSil for so long, she had gotten good at throwing intimidating glares to make up for her fragile appearance. She even recalled how she would make Stonewood boys nervous with it.

If SkekSil was scared, he was doing a good job hiding it. “Ok. Have fun with walk.” He walked away. Leaving the strange duo alone.

Before long, Ghost managed to get the two of them to get out of the castle. She helped him to hop on some rocks that acted like a path to the other side of the lake. The white Gelfling was a little nervous when he slipped and nearly fell in the water. Once she was on the shore, she turned to face him. “Come on SkekTek!” She said. “You can do it.”

SkekTek shook his head as he hopped on the last stone before reaching the bank. “How in the world were you able to do this?” His feet squelched by the mud. He groaned. The Scientist was going to have a hard time with this. He walked over to a smiling Gelfling.

“I discovered this by accident.” She walked by his side as they went into the forest. Ghost began to enjoy herself. It had been a long time since she was able to do this with anyone. Even with Rian and Ordon. The light makes the Stonewood forest bright green. The sound of creatures skittering on the ground. Her eyes turned soft and filled with life. Wings spread out. Iridescent with interesting patterns that resemble the sun and stars. A soft smile graced her features. A strange beauty to all that truly knew her.

Once they reached a small clearing, SkekTek broke the silence. “So, can you tell me what had gotten you so upset?” He crossed his arms. “I know that I’ve nearly died back there but from what I saw from your face earlier, there was something else bothering you.”

Ghost looked down. “All right. I guess you have the right to know.” She moved her gaze upward. “Do you remember the stories of Mother Aughra? One of them being that she could see into the future?”

“I’ve heard rumors.”

“Well…” Ghost began to explain everything that happened to her after the incident at the lake. Her visions of Gelfling screaming and vanishing into stardust. Crab-like creatures that crawled around and ravaged villages. Then, the visions of SkekTek getting hurt by the crystal and, what she saw as she held him, a strange bug-like creature eating SkekTek’s eye. Ghost wiped her eyes to calm herself down.

SkekTek stood there silently. Taking it all in with complete shock. “I...Normally, I would’ve thought of it as preposterous. But after what you’ve told me, I guess it would kind of explain why you were in my lab.”

“I just wanted to be sure it wasn’t true.” Ghost sobbed. She wiped her face vigorously. “Whatever was going to happen has to do something with the crystal hurting you.”

“I wasn’t just hurting me. Instead of giving...what I wanted…” SkekTek fiddled with his robe nervously. “It was draining me of every fiber of my being. My very essence!” He slowly calculated a horrible theory in his head. What part of the future Ghost had seen means that it had to do with his experimentation of the crystal. If he continued it, it might mean death for him and the other Skeksis.

“Please,” Ghost said. “Don’t go through with that experiment. I could mean trouble for us. To everyone in Thra.”

“Well...I’m not extremely certain about what you’ve seen maybe accurate, but the Emperor would kill me if I did any experiments on you.” He scratched his head. “However, I’ll still need to come up with something for us, the lords of the crystal.” He faced her again. “I won’t go through it if you tell me more about you visions and keep close attention to them.” SkekTek knelt in front of her. “Promise me that.”

Ghost looked up at him. She walked a few inches to him and hugged his neck. “I will. Just try not to hurt yourself anymore.” Ghost smiled as she felt his robotic embrace. Even though his arms are made of metal, warmth still seeped through. Her ears twitched to some rustling bushes. She looked up quickly. Her eyes scanned for anyone that may have followed them. When she looked at the bushes, a tan fizzgig rolled out of the bushes. Ghost sighed with relief. “Grumble. Don’t scare me like that, you silly little fuzzy.”

The fizzgig barked and rolled over to her. It leaped with all it’s might and nestled into her arms. As it licked her face and SkekTek, a gray fizzgig popped out of the bushes and barked and growled at SkekTek. This slate gray creature went by the name Fearless. Fearless continued barking until Ghost was set down and received petting. “Fearless, when are you going to be nice to anyone else besides me?”

In a few moments, SkekTek and Ghost enjoyed the warm sun. The breeze removed the temporary terror they had just gone through.
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The Chamberlain met up with the Emperor. He recently told him of what he had seen. “Scientist seem to rely on little Ghost for protection. We must keep the two apart, yes?” His mind already grinding as the Emperor ponders on what was being said. “After all, we Skeksis have been strong without Gelfling. Why do we need her? She only pet. She doesn’t have true value. She’ll only prevent us from our job.”

The Emperor looked at him. “You’re right. She’s nothing more than a pet to us, but she seems to be the only one to keep the guards and Podlings in line. As for the Scientist, SkekTek seems to function better when she’s around. Let her be. Just make sure she doesn’t know anything about what we’re doing with the crystal. If word gets out, she’ll do something...rash.”

“But Emperor,” SkekSil protested. “She meddles in affairs. Had no right to do so-”

“Cease your whining!” SkekSo growled. He whacked the Chamberlain hard on the heard. “If I hear anymore complaints about Ghost, I will remove that tongue of yours. Understand?!”

SkekSil was silent. Then, bowed. “Yes...Emperor.” He turned and left. One day Ghost, he thought bitterly. I will make you regret ever being part of Skeksis council once and for all.

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Before long, SkekTek felt better. Not completely. He was still disturbed by what Ghost had said about her visions. They seem to be somehow connected to her closeness to the people she cared about. Another thing that concerns him was the Chamberlain and what he’ll do with what he’d seen. However, he didn’t understand how the Hunter is connected to it. Ghost only met him once. He waved goodbye after Ghost brought him safely back into the lab.

Ghost was about to head down to the library when she was intercepted by the Collector, the ScrollKeeper and the Emperor. “Ah Ghost”, SkekOk spoke. “We’ve been looking everywhere for you. We have wonderful news.” He glared at SkekLach. “Collector here forgot to tell you about the exciting news.”

SkekLach only looked back annoyed. “Can we just tell her already so we can get going?”

The Emperor cleared his throat. “Ghost. The Collector, The ScollKeeper and I have talked with Captain Ordon. We have decided that it is time for you to join them for gathering tithings this year. Starting with your mother’s home, Ha’rar.”

Ghost gasped. Her eyes widened in shock. She had been told the story about how she came to the castle. Even though she might not be able to meet her mother, she figured she could at least head to the home where she grew up. Ghost had asked so many of those questions to anyone who had been there. Being told of the snowy mountains. The buildings and a library that held a lot of books (Not including the castle’s). Now, she finally got the chance. She jumped up and hugged them. “Ohhhh! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! THANK YOU!” She backed away and smiled. Her eyes nearly on the brink of tears. “I better pack some things! See you in the carriage!” She flew away in a heartbeat.

SkekOk smiled. “She’s becoming quite the lady isn’t she?” He sighed. “If only SkekEkt had a look in that red dress. She’s quite stunning.”

SkekLach didn’t say anything. Somehow, he couldn’t shake a feeling that it would be a big mistake of taking her to the Vapra capital. He just stared off at the hall where she had vanished.
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Ghost flew as fast as she could. In her hands were two satchels that held what she thought would be important later. She also made a letter in case anyone was wondering where she vanished to.Dressed into her favorite pale blue dress. She nearly crashed into Rian and Mira as she arrived at the carriage. She was breathless by the time she told them the good news. Then, Ordon explained that he would be escorting them this year too. Her heart practically hummed with excitement.

“That’s great!” Mira said. “I hope it becomes a great experience for you.”

“Me too.” Rian said. He hugged. “Just be careful there. I know how you can be at times.”

Ghost hugged him back. “I will. Just make sure you don’t steal the podlings blind.” She laughed as she was hugged by Mira. She backed away from them after their embrace ended. “Tell Gurjen I’ve said goodbye.” She walked over to the carriage. As the door closed, she waved goodbye to everyone. Her smile grew brighter with each wave. She sat next to SkekLach. She immediately pulled out a fresh handkerchief from her satchel. “Thought you might need it.”

SkekLach sighed. “Thanks, Icicle.” He took the handkerchief in his hand. Icicle was his little nickname he gave her when Ghost had some ice developed after the incident with the frozen water. He looked at SkekOk as they made their way out of the Castle.
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It was an average day for Deet. She collected the bright blue moss that grew in her dark home. She sang softly of her favorite tune. As she finished her harvesting, she bit into the moss and glowed a light blue. Her wings opened and she flew around her home. She dropped her piece of moss to a group of Nurloc. Deet’s heart was filled with great joy to see her family. The creatures of Grot getting along. Everything about her home was wonderful. She wouldn’t want to change it. Suddenly, she heard a cry from a baby Nurloc. “I hear you baby.” She said.

She flew over to the cry and landed next to the baby. She held the little worm-like creature in her arms and picked up moss from a nearby rock. Unaware that it had a purple glow beneath it. “Here you go. Some nice moss.” Without warning, she cried out as the baby bit her arm. “Ow! What has gotten into you!?”

Deet backed away to see the little Nurloc growling at her. Eyes purple and angry. She turned around to see a large Nurloc attack her.Her wing burst in pain. Frantic, she ran to the nearest tunnel and vanished into it. Her heart hammered in her chest as she made her way into the dark tunnels. She crawled for what had felt like hours, she finally came across an area where a tangle of roots formed a pillar of wood to hold up the ceiling of the underworld. It gave a soft blue glow that gave the world a sense of comfort and safety. “The sanctuary tree…” Deet gasped. “I haven’t been here since I was little.”

You still are little.
Deet gasped in shock. Her heart leaped in fright. “You can talk? I thought trees can’t talk.”

We can talk. The tree said. But only when we can. I had been watching you Deethra. I know that you care for the creatures of Grot as they care for you.

“Except for that Nurloc that attacked me.” Deet looked down on her damaged wing. It still throbs along her back.

It’s not her fault. The tree explained. She succumbed to the Darkening.

“What’s the Darkening?”
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Brea was doing her usual routine in the library. Reading book upon book about the world around her. The latest book focused on Mother Aughra. She sketched every detail as the librarian brought back the books she had asked for. Then, she noticed there was one missing. The librarian sighed. “I shall return.”

“Thank you.” Brea was continuing her work when she turned to see her older sister, Tavera. “Oh Tavra. You’re going to love this-”

“I thought I’d find you here.” Tavra interrupted her. “I managed to convince mother to be part of this year’s tithing ceremony.”

Brea gasped. Eyes wide with excitement. “You’re going to have fun with me?”

“You know I don’t have fun.” Tavra answered jokingly.

Brea hugged her sister. “Oh thank you so much!”

“Just don’t try to embarrass me. Ok?”

The two walked out of the library and went on their way to their home. Suddenly, there was a crowd among them.Both male and female Vapra gathering in high numbers. Talk soon reached Brea’s ears. The lords were heading to the castle. Eager to see them, Brea separated herself from her sister to have a closer look. She leaned over the edge until she slipped. She fell onto the road just as the carriage was about head over her direction.
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Ghost stared in awe. She finally made it. After all this time of hearing the stories from the Castle of the Crystal guards and SkekOk, she was finally going to see the home where her mother grew up. She would never say it, but whenever she heard stories about mothers from the other gelfling, she couldn’t help feeling a bit lonely. Her mother died before she ever met her. Then, her grandparents gave her away. It hurts. However, coming here might give her a chance to have a stronger connection to her mother.

She poked her head out of the carriage to have a better look at the scenery. Snow capped mountains. Houses dusted with snow. The cool air blowing through her long hair. She closed her eyes to the sensation. Suddenly, she felt claws on her back and she was pulled into her seat. She looked up at SkekOk.

“Young one,” SkekOk said with a firm tone. “Do be careful. You're small enough to fall out of the carriage you know.”

“Sorry.” Ghost sat down. She straightened her dress. “I’m just so excited to be here. It’s more wonderful than I’d imagined. I wonder if the All Maudra remembers me. After all, it was thanks to her I met-” Her words were cut off when the carriage came to a screeching halt. Her body nearly fell out of her seat only to have SkekOk have his arm out to catch her. She shook her head. “Is everyone alright?” Her heart raced slightly. Only a few minutes in Ha’rar and already excitement was happening.

SkekOk poked their heads out of the carriage to see what happened. “Why did we stop!? What is the meaning of-” SkekOk and Ghost looked down to see a young Vapran Gelfling on the side of the carriage. Laying down on the road. She had blonde hair, fair skin and looked to be about Rian’s age. “Dear Thra!” Ghost exclaimed. “Are you ok?!”

The young Gelfling nodded. “Watch yourself, Gelfling.” SkekOk spoke. “Little things have a tendency of being stepped on by...Bigger things.” Something about those words gave Ghost chills. She didn’t like the way he says things like that. It made him just as mean and sinister as SkekSil.

“Don’t worry my lords,” Ordon said. He was sitting on a Landstrider that was in front of the carriage. “I’ll escort the girl home.”

“The lords saved her.” One Gelfling said.

“They saved Princess Brea.” Another commented.

“A princess…” SkekOk thought for a moment. Then said, “Why don’t come with us? Let us escort you to the palace.”

Ghost looked at SkekOk in surprise. Then, she turned to Brea. “Yes princess! You must join us. It would be a nice company.” She smiled. Her heart fluttered with happiness as Brea took SkekOk’s hand and went into the carriage. She sat back down and stared at her. It was so exciting. A Vapran princess having a ride with her. As Brea sat down next to SkekLach, Ghost couldn’t help but introduce herself. “Hello. My name’s Ghost. I’m a servant at the Castle of the Crystal.”

“Nice to meet you.” Brea said. Her gaze went up and down on GhostShe also smiles back at Ghost.

“Look SkekLach, A princess in our carriage.”

“I’m not much of a princess.” Brea said with modesty. “My sister Tavra is a great warrior and Seladon is the oldest. She’ll be All-Maudra one day.”

“Blah! Blah! Blah! Proceed!” SkekLach pushed down on the lever and the Armorlings squealed in pain.

Ghost mentally sighed. I best talk to SkekTek about having the Armorlings move without a shock. She instantly thought back to what Brea had mentioned earlier. She leaned forward in her chair. A princess with two sisters! Could things get any better? “So, you have two sisters. What are they like?”

Brea thought for a moment. “Well...As I said before, Tavra is a great warrior. She can be silent at times but she’s great to be around. Seladon...um...She can come across as cold when you meet her. She takes her work very seriously.”

“I guess that’s understandable.” Ghost said. “I don’t have blood relatives, but I do know that hard work can be trying at times.” She thought of SkekTek. The hard work he does day in and day out. A few times, she’d seen him being picked on by the others. I hope he’s not going to get in trouble because of me.

“Wait. What do you mean by that?” Brea asked.
“Well, you see-”

“What’s that on your cheek?” SkekOk asked. He leaned slightly closer to have a better look.

“Oh. Ink, my lord.” Brea answered. “I have a journal. I write down all the things that I like.”

SkekOk gasped. “You hear that SkekLach?! She can read and write.” He looked proudly at Ghost. “Ghost can do so as well. She’s pretty good at a pen and has made some books of her own.”

Ghost blushed. “Aww. It’s nothing special. Just a small hobby I do when I’m not serving the Lords of the Crystal.”

“I too am a connoisseur of the written word. I am the ScrollKeeper.”

Brea’s eyes light up in excitement. “I’ve read all about you! You run the library of the Castle of the Crystal!”

“You’ve done your research.”

Brea turned her gaze back to Ghost. “Ghost, how were you able to serve them?! Did your parents introduce you to them?”

Ghost’s heart stung a little. She would hear whispers from the guards about how unfortunately that her mother died and her Grotten father didn’t bother finding her. She tries her best not to let it bother her, but her true strength would always come from Ordon and SkekTek. To them, they were the closest things to a father that she would ever have. Ghost blinked away her tears. “No. Actually, my grandparents gave me as a tithing to the lords since my mother passed and they didn’t have enough crops due to the bad winter. As for my father...He was Grotten. I don’t know what happened to him.” She soon felt a comforting hand on her back. Her eyes turned to SkekOk who gave her a somewhat sympathetic look. She even noticed SkekLach eyeing her. As if he expected her to cry very soon.

“Ghost has become one of the best servants in the castle. She has a great way with Podlings.” SkekOk spoke.

“Well….”Brea had to choose her words carefully. It seemed that Ghost seemed to be a little sensitive about her heritage at the moment. “I hope your visit here is wonderful. Also, I do like your eyes. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“Thank you.”

The group soon arrived at the castle of the All Maudra. Ghost stared in awe at the hallways and corridors. “You have to show me around later.” Ghost whispered to Brea. As they reached the throne room, they were soon met by three Gelflings. One that wore a blue dress and had a crown on her head. No doubt being the All Maudra. The other two were Seladon and Tavra. They all glared at Brea and Ghost knew it.
SkekOk leaned close to Brea. “The All Maudra seems cross. I’ll speak on your behalf.”

“I will too.” Ghost said. She was surprised at the sudden hug, but it made her happy.

“Thank you both.” Brea whispered before joining her mother and sisters.

“It is good to see you again my lords.” The All Maudra said. Then, she turned her attention to Ghost. “I see that you’ve taken good care of the little Gelfling. Tell me, young one. What name do you go by?”

Ghost humbly bowed. “My name is Ghost, your highness. I would like to thank you for your kindness and allowing me to be under the care of the lords. I came to see the lands where my family grew up. I will be assisting with the Tithing Ceremony.” She stood up and could see the admiration in the All Maudra’s eyes. “It is an honor to also meet your daughters as well.”

The All Maudra was shocked by those words. She had never met anyone who was so well spoken. Let alone a hybrid Gelfling. “Very well. My dear lords of the crystal. There are as many trines before us where every Gelfling clan would each give you tithing in honor of providing care through the powers of the Pure Crystal of Truth. Among you is a young Gelfling servant who’s come to help you as well. As is tradition, the Vapra will be the first to present the tithings.” Then, she bowed. “All hail the Skeksis.”

Ghost was a little overwhelmed. She had never seen Gelfling bow to her like that, but she knew it wasn’t for her. At least her brief time with Brea was a start.
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“It is a disease that is spreading to all of Thra. It twists the minds of the creatures of Thra and rots away all life.” The Sanctuary Tree explained.

“How do I stop it?” Deet asked.

“Here,” The tree presented a blue flower to Deet. “Let me show you how to do it.” The flower opened up to reveal a yellow glow in its center.

Deet touched it and visions started to fly before her eyes. Pain radiating A white Gelfling fighting off a strange stone monster. Snow in Stone-In-The-Wood. Monsters that are unlike anything in Thra. The Skeksis being attacked by a being made entirely out of bone. An old woman crying out at the sight of a thrashing brown fizzgig. After the visions stopped, Deet felt tired. Her body fell into the darkness below her.

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Ghost and the lords stood left of the throne while Brea and her sisters were at the right. They watched as the Vapran subjects gave all of their tithings to the All Maudra. Each one had some nice tithing presented. Some even couldn’t help but stare in amazement at the white Gelfling that stood before them. Ghost could even hear a few whispers that were directed at her. Then, Ghost noticed an elderly couple hiding their faces in their hoods. Before she could do anything, she heard a few gasps when a farmer couple, who were a little younger than Ordon, presented two crops that were purple. Even from here she could smell the stench of rot.

“Your tithing is unwanted.” The All Maudra said.

The husband bowed humbly. “Forgive us All Maudra. We’ve been suffering a blight in our fields. Nothing grows.”

“Really?” SkekOk asked. He paused for a moment. “Wonderful!”

Ghost nearly back-pedaled in shock. Why would he say that! He never acted this way before. For some odd reason, it started to scare her. She swallowed hard and her mind began to race. Are these incidentcies part of the visions she had before? Does SkekOk have something to do with a dark future?

SkekOk looked down at the Farmer’s wife. He eyed her necklace. “What a lovely necklace.”

“Thank you, my lord,” the wife said. “It belonged to my mother. Her memories are within this necklace.”

“Perhaps...That could be a replacement tithing.”

Ghost gasped. Her world began to spin. Why do that? It was a necklace that belonged to someone that poor woman lost. It was a connection, not a mere object that can be replaced. She wasn’t much into dresses, gold and jewels, but she cherished them because they were gifts from the people she cared about. Even the lone dagger in her satchel was given to her by SkekVar when she turned sixteen. This just wasn’t fair.

Then, SkekOk pretended to be hurt by the refusal. “Were the lords not generous to you all?” Crowds began to boo at the couple.

Ghost couldn’t stand it anymore. No one should be punished for keeping a personal treasure of a loved one. “Wait!” She faced the All Maudra. She could feel the eyes on her, but she didn’t care right now. “All Maudra. As the Servants of the Lords, I would like to take the rotting plants as a tithing for further study. I can talk to the Scientist and see if it can help these farmers.” She turned to face SkekOk. “That will be a very worthy tithing would it not?”

SkekOk looked at her in surprise. She never gets this rebellious unless it was with SkekSil. “Why would you say that? The farmer’s necklace is a mere small trinket that shows the help of the crystal’s power.”

“Maybe so, but this is no mere necklace that she holds on.” Ghost ignored the gasps as she continued. “It’s a piece of a memory. A memory that she can’t dreamfast with but it gives her a reminder of the things she shared with her mother. The things in the past, present and what might have been. Gelflings can’t replicate memories through our abilities but there will always be fragments of the path that will lead to a better future. Though selfish as it may seem, there is no crime in finding a connection to someone you truly care. I’m sure the crystal would understand if it was given these fruits. It is part of Thra and we all know that what goes on in Thra is seen by the crystal. Am I not correct, Scrollkeeper?”

SkekOk stared in silence for a moment. He looked at SkekLach who stood there stunned. He wanted nothing more than to punish her for this little stunt, but he had to remain calm at this point. I’m a fool!, He thought. I had completely forgotten that she had been reviewing the rules of the tithings non stop. “You...are correct. The crystal is the most powerful thing in Thra. It would indeed understand why it was giving these...things…” He turned to the Farmer’s wife. His eyes had an indignant gleam. “You may keep your necklace. We shall accept your original tithings.” He flinched when everyone gasped in pure shock.

“Amazing…” One Vapran said.

“I can’t believe that she’s a servant to the Lords. She almost looks like a lady,” Another whispered.

The All Maudra cleared her throat. “Let us continue with the rest of the tithings.”
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As the ceremony was wrapping up, SkekOk decided to let Ghost explore Ha’rar while he was talking to SkekLach. He just wasn’t in the mood to talk to her after that stunt. In that moment, Ghost felt like that as well. As she walked in the hallway that led out of the castle, she was intercepted by Brea and her sisters.

“That was amazing!” Brea said. Her eyes sparkled with pure excitement. “You managed to use the tithing laws against them! Without creating a scene!”

Ghost blushed hard. “I-I just didn’t want that poor woman to lose the only thing she has left of her mother.” She looked down at the floor. “Believe me, I know how that feels.”

“Sounds pretty foolish,” Seladon said. Her voice bitter and cold as she said it. “You shouldn’t let your emotions get in the way of the ceremonies. You’re just lucky that you serve the lords that well.” Her eyes narrowed as she closed the distance between herself and Ghost. “Be careful not to let that slip. You miserable little-”

“Perhaps…” Tavra interrupted. She stepped in between the two before anyone said something they would regret. “We should take a break. Brea, why don’t you show Ghost around? I’m sure she’s got some time before she has to leave.”

“Ok.” Brea led the way with Ghost following behind her. She kept walking until they were far away from the castle. “I’m so sorry about Seladon. It’s one thing if she gives me a hard time, but she shouldn’t be so cruel with you.” She gazed at Ghost. Brea took notice that Ghost was shaking. Eyes filled with fear and it looked like she would cry any moment. “Ghost, are you ok?”

Ghost looked up at her. “I’m ok. Just a little startled with Scrollkeeper’s behavior. I rarely visit the library and only when he leaves a few books out when he forgets at times. Normally, he loves to read with me until he falls asleep, but after today. It felt as though he was someone else entirely. I don’t understand.”

“I don’t understand it either.” Brea was silent for a moment. Then, she smiled. “Come on. I’ve got a lot of places to show you.” The two walked for quite a long time. Looking at buildings and shops. Merchants would become surprised at the sight of Ghost. Each one saying they heard rumors of a child being given away by some farmers given away as a tithing but didn’t give the names or location.

Ghost watched in awe. The buildings were just cozy on the inside as well as the outside. The people were...Ok. They didn’t enjoy the idea that she was part Grotten so she didn’t make a mention of it. When they reached the library, Ghost nearly had a heart attack. There were a lot of books stacked on each other. Some that practically formed a tunnel. “Dear Thra!” She said “Do you read all of these books!?”

Brea laughed. “When I have the time.” She handed Ghost a book. “How about we read some for a while.” She grabbed the nearest book and sat down. Ghost joined her and they went for a few books until Ghost put down her book.

“Thank you, Princess Brea. I had a nice time, but I better try to find my grandparents before SkekOk and SkekLach hunt for me.” She walked out of the library and bowed to the librarian. The first sun was beginning to set. She knew she had to find them. Then, she saw the two cloaked figures heading down a road that led a little far outside Ha’rar. Silently, she followed them until they reached a small house that bordered between Ha’rar and the forest. The windows were well hidden by curtains. Her eyes grew big at the sight of them. Her heart skipped a beat as she neared the door.

“I wonder…” She lifted a shaky hand to the door and knocked. She held a breath. Then, the door shifted. A small crack of the door frame revealed an eye. “May I help you?” A voice spoke. It was old and raspy. The skin around the eye wrinkled. Male.

“I...I’m sorry to bother you.” Ghost swallowed hard. “I’m a servant of the Lords and I was wondering if you know a couple who gave birth to a hybrid Gelfling or my grandparents?”

The eye narrowed. “The Lords aren’t disclaiming you are they?”

“No.” Ghost said firmly.

“Then go away.”

Ghost grabbed the door firmly before it could close. “I just want a moment of your time and then I’ll leave. I saw you wearing hoods and I thought you might know something about me.” She pushed it hard to reveal a couple staring at her in shock. “You seem to recognize me somewhere. Did you know my mother?”

“Yes.” The elder female said. She held something in her hand but there wasn’t a whole lot of light to see it. “She was a fool to be with a lowly Grotten. She died when she should’ve gotten rid of you. You’re nothing but an ugly abomination. A thing that shouldn’t exist. Yet here you are. That just so happened to take control of the Lords. Nobody wants you here and certainly not ever!” Without warning, she swung a pot right into Ghost’s face. The porcelain shattered upon impact.

Ghost cried out. Her hands clutched to her face. The feeling of blood on her hand. She felt a hard shove that caused her to land on her back. “Why did you do that!?”

“You’ve been nothing but a disgrace to this family! You’re lucky that the lords wanted you!” The elderly woman hissed. “Don’t ever come near us again!” She slammed the door shut. The loud slam exploding into the air. A heavy sense of foreboding and hatred hung there.

Ghost slowly got up. She blinked to make sure it didn’t get her eyes. Her vision was a bit blinded by the blood dripping down but nothing severe. Then, she walked away. “What was that all about? They knew my mother, but why did they say all of that hatred to my face?” She leaned against the tree when she heard a thunk. A box with a broken lock settled on the ground. Ghost approached it and picked it up. She moved the lid with ease and nestled inside was a book. She pulled the book out and flipped through the first couple of pages. She gasped at what she saw. A sketch of the house that looked just like the one she had just stood next to. One line read: My family’s house. Then another of a handsome Grotten. Ghost began to shake as she read it. It soon began to dawn on her who those two are.

Tears in her eyes, she began to run. The book still in her hand. She just couldn’t believe it. Those two...are my...Grandparents! She kept running. Her footsteps echoed the whole way until she slipped on a patch of snow. The world began to darken as the second sun had begun to set. Her face began to ache from the wounds on her face. “Why Thra? Why? Why did it have to be them?” She cried. Her eyes burned from her salty tears and the cool mountain air. It felt like forever until she got up again. “I can’t believe it. After all this time…” Suddenly, she heard heavy footsteps in her direction. She turned to the noise.

A wild Landstrider was heading in her direction. It bellowed loudly. It bucked and kicked. What was most concerning was the wild look in its eyes. A bright purple gaze staring right at her. Immense and maddening. It reared once more and charged.

Ghost found her body unable to move. Her thoughts frozen. She tried to scream for help, but it was caught in her throat. Her eyes focused on the mighty beast. The world around her began to slow. It wasn’t until the Landstrider got closer that she was able to let out a scream. Suddenly, a shadow appeared out of nowhere and hit the creature square in the center. She watched at it fight the Landstrider until the long-legged creature was dead. Ghost soon found herself face to face with a Skeksis.

He wasn’t like the other lords of the crystal. He wore a skull as a helmet and several pieces of bone hung from his belt. A black pelt hanging from his back. His clothing looked as though he belonged in the Crystal Desert. He smelled of blood and sweat. His green eyes focused on her. They were filled with recognition. “It’s been trines since I’ve seen you, Ghost.”

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Ghost stood there motionless. Her mouth went dry. She gulped hard. Her mind raced to try to recall where she had seen this face before. “I-I’m sorry...Have we met before? I feel as if I should know you but I seem to fall short. Forgive me if I sound rude.” She gave a humble bow. Ghost heard heavy footsteps and then a claw daintily lifted her chin.

The Skeksis’ face so close, the smell of death coming off of him grew stronger. “I guess you wouldn’t remember me since you were only two trines old. Barely a childling.” He said with a hint of annoyance in his voice. “You used my horn. Then tackled me. I’m SkekMal the Hunter.”

Ghost’s eyes sparked with realization. “Oh! SkekTek and the others told me all about you. It was just to remind me that I shouldn’t touch the horn. It’s a little scary, I'll give that.” She blushed. Heat radiating off her body. Her heart vibrating in her chest. Only a moment ago, she was scared and sad about what had just happened to her in those small moments. Now those emotions melted away. “It’s so nice to meet you. Again.” She nearly panicked when he rubbed the blood on her cheek which resulted in her wincing.

SkekMal looked at the blood for a moment. The red liquid in his hand. “You’re bleeding… What happened?”

“Well, it was-” Ghost was cut off when the two of them heard a faint hissing noise. She gasped in horror as the Landstrider that attacked was decaying before their very eyes. Her nose crinkled at the horrid stench. Her mouth clenched to keep from heaving. An ill feeling in her stomach. She had never seen anything like this. Not even in her visions. However, it was starting to become unbearable.

The hunter growled in frustration. “Curses. I only hunted that Landstrider because it acted strange. Nearly trampled me near a river.” He turned to Ghost. “I was planning to make it a trophy for my collection.”

“Your...trophy?” Ghost tilted her head in confusion. “Is that the only reason you hunt?”

“A strong opponent gives me strength during the hard times. I still hunt for food to sustain me.” He showed his belt. “What you see before you are my death charms. With each defeated warrior, hunter and creature that are worthy for a hunt have their strength become my own.”

“Do...any of them have families?”

“What?”

“Do any of them have families? Anyone that cared about them?” Ghost looked him squarely in the eyes. “Why must you kill them if you’ve already defeated them? There was no need for it.”

“Those things don’t matter to me. As long as the hunt is there. I’ll never stop until I have my trophy.”

Ghost went silent for a moment. Her eyes brimmed with tears. It was sad that those charms belonged to beings that had died at the hands of this brutal hunter. She may not have had her mother but she had seen other Gelfling mourn over the loss of their family members. However, this hunter did save her life even if he lost a trophy in doing so. She pulled out her dagger from her satchel which she had been carrying during her trip to Ha’rar. She grabbed a few strands of her hair and cut them in one smooth movement. She grabbed a nearby flower that had a stem flexible enough move as a rope. She split the stem and tied it around the hair. Ghost held up her hair strands with a blueish-white flower holding it together like a crown. “Here.”

SkekMal tilted his head confused. He had never seen a Gelfling act this way before. Not one who would give him something when he’s not threatening them. “What’s this?”

“A token of my gratitude. You saved me when I had nothing to offer. It might not be close to a trophy but I hope that it might be a charm. A life charm.”

“Life charm?” SkekMal raised his eye ridges in amazement. No one had ever thought that before. Then his gaze hardened with sparks of rage ready to be released. “Are you messing with me, Gelfling?”

Ghost let a few tears slip from her eyes before she could answer. “No. I would never be that cruel. You say that dead things give you strength. I merely want to have it to represent the good I see in you. I may not know much about you, but I do know that you would’ve killed me on the spot if you could. However, you didn’t.”

At that moment, the Hunter’s rage faded. He could feel that her eyes hold so much truth than he originally thought. “Very well then Ghost. I’ll take this since you’re one of the few that can talk to me in such a way.” He reached for her charm and let it nestle in his claws.

“Ghost!”

The duo turned to the direction of the shout to see Ordon stare at them in shock. Behind him was a bewildered Collector and a terrified ScrollKeeper. “Are you alright?” The Captain of the Guard gasped at the sight of Ghost’s face. He drew out his sword. “Get away from her!”

“It’s ok, Captain. He helped me when I was attacked by a Landstrider.” Ghost turned and bowed to SkekMal. “Thank you, Hunter. I do hope we meet again someday. I wish to know more about you.” She walked toward the trio in a calm manner. The last thing she needed was to explain what happened to her face. She gazed up at SkekLach and SkekOk. “I’ll explain, but it would be best if I told it to the All Maudra as well.” Ghost felt relief when the two Skeksis simply nodded. With that, she followed the others back to Ha’rar.

As shadows of the evening crept on the ground and trees, the Hunter looked at his new ‘trophy’. The soft texture of the white hair rolled in his claws. The flower dainty as her. What enticed him the most was her scent. He moved the charm closer to his face and took a deep breath. The smell of earth, spring sky, flowers and water danced in his nostrils. An approving rumble escaped his throat. “I hope so too... Ghost.”

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When Ghost got back to the Vapran castle, Ordon got ointment for Ghost’s wound. She managed to snatch some time with the All Maudra and Brea and explained what happened. The two Vapran were horrified by this. “I’m terribly sorry that happened to you, Ghost. I’ll make sure your grandparents answer for that behavior. Thank you for telling me.”

“It’s been an honor to talk to you.” Ghost bowed. Then was hugged by Brea. “Thank you for showing me around Brea. I hope I get to see you again.”

“Me too.” Brea said. She backed away and handed Ghost a blank book. “Here. Your own diary for you travels. Just something to keep you occupied during the carriage rides. I hope your experience with the other clans will be better.” She smiled, bowed and turned in for the night.

Ghost sighed. At least Rian and Mira will be happy to know that I’ve made a friend during the ceremony. Ghost thought. She sat down on her seat. Ordon sat next to her as he applied the ointment to her wounds. “At least they aren’t too deep.” Ordon said. “You should probably rest now. It’ll be awhile until we reach Stone in Wood.”

“I wonder how my tormentors will react when they see me like this.” Ghost smirked at the thought of the shocked expressions on their faces. A few times she was bullied by young Stonewood warriors because of her half Grotten heritage and her strange look. She knows that they are extremely careful because Ordon was protective of her and the lords would get angry if they pick on her too much. Yet it still hurts.

Ordon chuckled. Then, he frowned. “Ghost...I understand that you are trying to handle the situation without ending in disaster, but it’s ok for you to be angry. What your grandparents did was unfair. They gave you away.” He hugged her. “When you feel like talking about it, let me know.” He waved her goodnight and went away.

Ghost sighed. She didn’t want to be unfair to everyone. Even she tried to have SkekSil be heard even if she did hate him. Yet there’s always that part of her that wanted to just explode but Rian once said that the last time she got mad about some bullies, her heart nearly caved on her. Since then, she had to be careful of letting her emotions get the best of her. Today was just that example. The sheer shame and fear she felt today made her heart ready to break apart and she was certain that her breathing would stop completely. Then, SkekMal seemed to wipe all those feelings away. Even though she didn’t approve of what he did at least he was gentle with her. The way his claws held her face made her heart fly peacefully. He was so close to her face and there was a strange warmth that he couldn’t name.

Ghost suddenly blushed and shook that feeling away. It was unwise to feel that way around him. He’s a lord of the crystal after all. It might’ve been just a temporary thing. He probably went back to hunting something else pretty soon. She laid herself down on the carriage seat and felt her mind drift back to him. Imagining how he would look against the mountain background. The Sifan ocean and the Stonewood forest. His tail wrapped around her. Hugging her. A smell of earth and fire on his skin. A soft purr tickling her ears. Then, his voice softly saying her name. “Ghost.”
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Deet twist and turn in her bed. She woke with a start. She saw her fathers and her little brother, Bobbi’N run over to her. “It’s all right, Deet. You’re home.” said one of her fathers.

“How did I get here?” Deet asked.

“One of the neighbors found you unconscious at the bottom of a ravine. Maudra Argot will be here soon to treat your wounds.” Her other father said.

“There’s-” Deet was cut off as there was a loud slam at the door. She looked to see Maudra Argot making her way to the house. The old Grotten used her stick to locate an area to place her items down. “I need to get going! I need to warn the All Maudra!”

“You’re not going anywhere until I have a proper look at you.” Maudra Argot said. She laughed at her own joke as she knocked some items down and set them on a nearby table. Then, went over to Deet and felt around her. “Hmmm...A few bruises...A broken wing. Nothing a few herbs couldn’t fix.” She went over to her medicine to prepare a solvent for Deet’s wounds.

“But the Sentry Tree told me I need to stop the Darkening.” Deet argued.

“But Deet…” Her father, Mathjin said. “Trees don’t talk.”

Maudra Argot stiffened at that mention. “Only when they can.” She turned to Deet. “What did the Sentry Tree say?”

“That I must warn the All Maudra of the Darkening. I must head up to the surface.”

“Then...You must go to Ha’rar and warn her.”

Bobbin looked at his sister sadly. “Why Deet go?”

Deet smiled sweetly. “Because the Sentry Tree chose me.”

“It chose well. Can’t argue with trees!” Maudra Argot laughed once again.
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Brea sat in her bed. Drawing the events that had happened at her first tithing ceremony. She drew Ghost facing off the Scrollkeeper in her light blue robe. The two colored eyes showing an unearthly light. Brea even went as far as drawing Ghost’s injuries after the encounter with the grandparents. Seladon and her mother had been discussing the proper punishment and will continue it tomorrow. In another entry, she drew a strange symbol she’d seen back at the library.

After Ghost left to search for answers, Brea decided to review some of the laws the Skeksis made trines ago. There was something about these laws that didn’t make sense. The Skeksis have everything, but they still demand tithings every year. Barely leaving anything for the others. Ghost seemed to recognize this as well otherwise she wouldn’t have been that bold to step in and use her words against SkekOk. When Brea asked these questions to the librarian, he took the book away and the two fought for it. “I demand the truth!” Brea shouted.

Suddenly, the book glowed and a veil of swirling colors scattered everywhere. The librarian ran in pure fear. Brea only looked on in amazement as the colors started to form images before her. One was a strange circle with a flower in the center and a triangle around it. The second was when the sun, moon and star overlap one another. It was the most beautiful sight she had seen. She rushed back home to tell her mother about when she came across Ghost and the lords. Her heart nearly broke when she saw the sad expression on the white Gelflings face along with three angry welts caked with blood. Brea wanted to cry on that day. She ran into her room and decided to give Ghost a journal of her own. Her thoughts were snapped back to reality when she heard a knock on her door. “Come in.”

Tavra opened the door and walked in. “Just wanted to say goodnight.” She tilted her head with concern. “Are you alright?”

Brea nodded. “I’m ok. Why?”

“It looked to me that you were crying.”

Brea touched her face and learned that Tavra was right. Her cheeks were wet from tears. “Oh...I guess I was thinking about what happened to Ghost. She’s such a nice Gelfling. I can’t believe her grandparents would do that to her.”

“Neither could I.” Tavra sat down on the edge of the bed. “She definitely shocked everyone at the ceremony.”

“You know...I noticed that she had this fear in her eyes when she was looking at Scrollkeeper. It felt like if she didn’t step in, something horrible would happen.”

“It might be because she didn’t have a mother and wanted to respect those feelings. Her actions were risky but she’s been around the Skeksis far longer than we have. I do admit that is the one thing I admire her for.”

“When she came back, it looked as if she was fighting the pain in her eyes. Like she wanted to cry but couldn’t. Ghost seemed to take on the diplomatic approach to talk to mother about it. There was no doubt that she didn’t tell them otherwise they wouldn’t have been shocked as we are.” Brea looked down at her journal. “I hope she’ll be ok.”

“Ghost will be.” Tavra hugged her sister. “I saw a strong spirit in her. Despite how dainty she looks, Ghost holds herself out in more ways than one. I’m just glad you had a chance to meet her. Good night, Brea.” She got up and left the room.

Brea looked at the image of Ghost one more time. Then, blew out the candle and went to sleep.
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Ghost looked over the shoreline of the Sifan Coast. She tried her best to keep her excitement in check. It was her first time actually seeing the Sifa Clan in real life. She’d seen pictures but never had one in the castle guard. All she knew was that they specialized in visions and symbols. They even went with the tides almost as if they’re one with the sea itself. Ghost closed her eyes in sheer content as a breeze from the ocean wafted in.
When they reached Stonewood, everything went ok. No one got in trouble and SkekOk didn’t try to demand anything from the farmers in the Stonewood Clan. They didn’t even scold her of what happened at Ha’rar during the trip down there. However, SkekOk did give her a warning. “Be careful, little one. Don’t let your feelings get the better of you. Sooner or later someone would take advantage of it.”

SkekLach was silent throughout the whole trip. Didn’t even complain. Just simply looked at Ghost with eyes filled with concern. He even handed one of the ointments from his necklace. “Don’t want Ornamentalist go crazy. He loves your face the most.” Which was true in more ways than one. He would internally groan whenever the proud SkekEkt would talk about Ghost almost as much as he talked about himself.

They stopped where the Sifa Maudra lived and everyone gathered there. Ghost was staring in amazement at the garments and red hair of the sea-faring clan. She took a step and said, “Hello. I’m glad you’re able to make it today.” The group looked at her with strange looks. “A nice day out. I hope you get a chance to use your boats after this.” Ghost found herself flushing. This is going to be harder than I thought, she thought as one of them made a comment of the white Gelfling.

As usual, the ceremony began. Ghost tried not to look at the shore. Her body practically itched to go out to that sea and explore those waters. However, she had to stay in place. She squeezed her hands together. It felt as if it was taking forever. The ceremony was finally over. Before Ghost could even start walking, a Sifa Gelfling with curly red hair and about Tavra’s age walked up to her.

“Excuse me. I’ve noticed you before you entered the throne room. What name do you go by?”

Ghost was practically beaming at this. “My name’s Ghost! A pleasure to meet you. What’s yours?”

“Onica.” Onica replied. “I’m one of the Soothsayers. I had a vision of you yesterday and I thought to ask you if you would like to read your fortune.”

“It would be-” Ghost stopped to turn around. She looked to SkekLach and SkekOk. They both nodded and waved her off. She faced Onica. “Yes. I accept your invitation.” She followed Onica down to the nearest tent. Her eyes widened at the pillows, chairs and candles that lit the room. The smells of spices and sea salt tickled her nose. Ghost sat down. Her hand was stroking the table cloth when Onica sat down. She looked a little embarrassed. She took her hand back onto her lap. “Sorry...It’s my first time being in a Sifa tent. Pretty roomy and colorful.”

“Thank you.” Onica reached out and noticed Ghost quickly turned her head. “My apologies. I wanted to give you your fortune, but I need to see your face first. As well as your injury.” She gently removed the bandage that covered part of Ghost’s face. Her green eyes focused on her. The room was thick with silence for a moment until Onica stared at Ghost with wonder. “I see a great power that resides within you. It’s been with you from the moment you were born. A great destiny awaits you. Be warned...You will encounter three betrayals. One you’re already familiar with.”

Ghost was silent. She had finally gotten over what had happened and now it was brought up again. Ghost simply nodded.

“The other two will come…” Onica hesitated for a moment. “From the people you love.”

Ghost felt her heart drop like a rock. Surely she didn’t mean Rain or Gurjin. Worse: the Skeksis. Sure SkekSil would be likely to do so but the rest? It was hard for her to grasp. Would SkekMal? No, he had a bizarre sense of honor. He would never do that. They took her in and gave her a home. She’s yet to meet the other lords, but how would they betray her. “I-i-i-is there anything else you see? P-p-p-p-p-perhaps a more positive one?”

Onica looked at a shorter strand of hair that was a few inches above her left ear. “You will find a lover. He’s different from you but you are his heart and he is your strength. The two of you might bring change to Thra before anyone else realizes it.” She leaned forward. “Do you have someone in mind?”
Ghost blushed. Her entire face turned pink as she thought of the hunter. “Y-y-y-y-yes...No! Maybe...I’ve only met him once and I don’t think he sees me as something of interest aside from a white Gelfling with two colored eyes.” She chuckled to herself. “Anyway. Thank you for your time, Onica.” She went into her satchel. Looking for her money that she always kept in her purse. “How much do I owe you?”

Onica shook her head. “No need to pay me.”

“But don’t Sifas-”

“No. Not all the time. Besides, I personally had a vision of you coming to the ceremony today. I thought it would be nice to talk.”

“Alright. What other things do you want to-”

“Onica!” said a rough voice. “I need your assistance!”

“Coming!” Onica sighed. “Sorry...Elder Cadia always has something for me to do. I’m his apprentice after all.” She got up from her chair and handed Ghost her bandages. “Thank you for your audience.”

“You’re welcome Onica.” Ghost replaced the bandages. “Oh. Do you know any boats I can use?”

“They are unoccupied at night. However, there won’t be anyone to guide you.” Onica said as she tried to rush to the door.

“That’s ok. I won’t be too far offshore.” Ghost said. She joined the soothsayer out of the tent then waved her goodbye. Ghost smiled for a moment as she went back to the others to have a look around the Sifas before the next ceremony.
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Ghost peeked out of the carriage. The other guards were doing small patrols while resting for the night. This was going to be her one chance to experience riding a boat before heading over to the next four clans. Not that she isn’t eager to meet them too. She just wanted to enjoy the experience being outside of the castle. Might even help her shake off some of the things Onica said to her. Ghost was glad to hear them, but she had to be careful now after what she witnessed SkekOk trying to hurt the farmers.

Ghost carefully slid out of the opening of the carriage. With only a compass, she walked over to the nearby dock where all the boats are. She went over to the closest boat and started moving ropes around. “Almost got it...”

“Nice night to use a boat, huh?”
Ghost nearly lost her grip on the rope that unfurled the sails. She turned around to see SkekLach looming over her. “Lach!” She covered her mouth. The Skeksis told her not to say their names like that, especially when there could be Gelfling within earshot. “Collector. What are you doing here?”

“What do you think? After what happened in Ha’rar, I decided to follow you. I knew you would do something like this.” SkekLach sighed. “I better go with you then.” He stepped onto the dock of the boat. It sunk slightly under his weight. The Sifa really know how to build sturdy boats. He sat down.

Ghost looked at him confused. “Why? Wouldn’t you rather stop me?”

“You were so sad when we left Ha’rar. Scrollkeeper and I decided it would be best to let you explore Thra for a bit to make you feel better. Besides, you're less annoying when you're happy.”

Ghost smiled. “Thank you, Collector.” She looked up at the sail. “You may want to move to the left a little. The sail might hit you.”

“I’m fine right here.” SkekLach said. He soon regretted those words when he got hit by the mast. “Ow! On second thought...I’ll take up your advice. Just don’t SkekOk about it.” He rubbed his nose as he moved to a different spot.
Ghost giggled and started to move the ship. She’s surprised that she was doing well despite knowing how to sail in a book. Ghost moved the boat to a spot where it would stay in place. The boat was only five feet away from the shoreline. Then took off her shoes and dipped her feet into the water. She shivered. Her white body glowing under the bright moonlight. “It’s colder than I thought. Try SkekLach. It might help.”

SkekLach looked annoyed but did so. He also shivered. Then sniffled. “Aw no...I forgot that fresh handkerchief you gave me!” He wiped his sleeve against his robe.

“Don’t worry about that.” Ghost looked up at the sky. An array of stars glowed in the night. Sparkling like diamonds and pearls in the sky. “It’s strange that there could be so many worlds among the stars. I still think Thra is the best one.”

“What are ya talking about? There’s nothing around here.”

“Well...You’re here. So is Rian, Mira, Gurjin, SkekTek, you, SkekOk, SkekVar, SkekEkt, SkekZok, Ordon, Princess Brea, SkekAyuk, SkekMal, SkekSo…” She sighed and made a soured expression. “And of course SkekSil.”

SkekLach laughed. “You two hate each other with a passion. Ever since you were a baby, you gave new ways to give him grief.”

“Not until I got older and smarter. Sometimes he has good advice when he’s not too obsessed with power and giving everyone a hard time with his schemes.”

“Schemes?”

“Remember how he got SkekAyuk and SkekZok to fight after Gourmand had his gravy stolen?”

“Oh yeah!” Skek Lach laughed. “You really nailed him with that one.”

“I can’t help but wonder if he ever did love me when he wasn’t threatened.”

“Not as much as I wonder how in Thra you managed to get SkekMal so calm like that. Let alone give him hair.”

Ghost blushed. “W-well...He was upset about the trophy he didn’t have and I thought to show my gratitude for saving me.”

“He could’ve killed you. You know that, right?”

“I know, but-” A flicker of purple light streaked across the night. Ghost immediately looked up. “What was that?!”

Thoom! Without warning, the tide pulled away at the boat. This caused them to go further from the shore. Ghost and SkekLach rolled onto the deck. They frantically grabbed ahold of whatever they could find on the ship. Before long, a large wave crashed onto them. The Sifan boat splintered into a million pieces. Ghost found herself swimming in the currents. Her heart was hammering hard. She popped up to the surface. SkekLach followed behind her. They coughed and scrunched up their eyes from the sting of sea water.

“Are you ok, Lach?” Ghost asked.

“Gaaahhhh! Some sea water got up my nose!” SkekLach spat into the water a few times.

Ghost looked out to the horizon. “I think we can get to shore if we swim for it.”

“Swim all that way?!” The Collector stared in disbelief. “There’s no way in Thra-” He was cut off by a strange noise. A hollow whistle. Suddenly, something firm and smooth touched his feet. He grabbed Ghost and pulled her close as they were suddenly lifted out of the waters by an unknown creature. A large turtle with spikes on its shell.

A door swung open and a strange looking Skeksis wearing a pirate-like outfit stood before them. “Guess I wasn’t the only one that got swept up by that strange current.”

SkekLach beamed for the first time in a while. “SkekSa! We’re saved!”

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Ghost stared in wonder at the Skeksis before her. Then bowed politely. “My apologies for not addressing you immediately. I just have not seen you before.”

SkekSa moved closer and kneeled to have a better look at Ghost. Her golden earring glowing in the light of the moon. A small smile spread across her face. “That’s quite alright. You were only a childling the first time we met.” She chuckled. “You practically messed with my earring when I held you. But you kept hugging me a lot.”

Ghost blushed at that. All the Skeksis, Podlings and Gelflings at the castle would always remark on how much of a hugger she was. When lost in a moment of extreme happiness or wanting to express sympathy, she would hug everyone in the room. “I’m still am. Though I guess it’s not appropriate right now.” She bowed. “Thank you again for saving us. You and your ship.” She looked at the creature. To her surprise, it extended its head to her and gave her a small kiss. Ghost giggled and hugged back.

SkekSa looked on in amazement. “By the seas of Thra...I’ve never seen Vassa get this close to anyone.”

“Really? Why?” Ghost asked.

SkekSa pulled out a strange whistle out of her Mariner coat. “I control her with this. When I blow this, she comes and goes when I call.”

Ghost had a moment to think of the word go when it clicked. “Go! Oh goodness! We have to get back to shore! WE still have the other tithings to do!”

SkekLach screamed. “AAAAAHHHHH! You’re right! Scrollkeeper will tan us for sure and I would be snuffling worse than ever!” He turned to the Mariner. “SkekSa! Could you hurry please?!”

SkekSa chuckled. “Very well then. Just let me-” Her words were cut off by a loud boom. Everyone flinched and turned around at the sight that was before them. “By Thra…” She breathed. “What is that?” SkekSa pulled out her spyglass. On the horizon was a large castle that was dark purple underneath the light of the moon. A flicker of an orange blaze on one of the towers. Two large shadows were fleeing the castle. A screech followed by thunder erupted from the sky. “Hang on!” SkekSa took a deep breath and blew hard into the whistle. She grabbed Ghost in one swift movement then pulled out the rope in order for SkekLach to hold on.

The Collector felt his body lurch and fell onto the deck. He snatched the rope. His claws holding on for dear life. His lungs scrunched while screaming. He suddenly heard laughter over the roaring winds. He looked up to see Ghost spreading out her arms and wings as she smiled. Her hair flying out like a kite. She looked like a little white bug next to the Mariner. SkekLach could sense the joy from her. He found himself smiling. It’s about time that you stopped being gloomy. He thought. Ghost’s smile seemed to be almost as good as any food the Gourmand eats.

Before long, the group arrived on shore. The first brother already brought light on the horizon. Ghost smiled up at SkekSa. “No wonder you and the Sifa clan like living near the ocean. It just has so much thrill to it! I hope we meet again soon at the next tithing ceremony!” She hugged the Mariner. “Thank you so much for the ride back, Mariner.”

SkekSa chuckled and hugged back. “I do hope so too, Jewel Eyes.”

The happy moment was interrupted by Ordon riding on the back of a Landstrider and the carriage where SkekOk poked his head out. “There you are!” He stepped out of the carriage when it came to a complete stop. “Where in Thra have you been?! I heard a loud noise and there was lightning over the horizon. I practically searched the whole night for-” He adjusted his spectacles. He gasped as he realized that Ghost and SkekLach were drenched. “What happened to you two?!”

“Weeeee had a little accident with the water.” Ghost said. “It’s ok now. SkekSa was kind enough to bring us back to shore.”

SkekOk looked at SkekSa. “Thank you so much Mariner. I hope these two weren’t too much trouble for you.”

SkekSa grinned. “Not at all. I best let you on your way.”

Ghost was about to take a step forward when she remembered something. She went over to the carriage to grab her satchel and pulled out her money. She rushed back to SkekSa. “For one of the Sifan boats. Best find the owner before they-”

“My boat!” said a familiar gruff voice. “What in Thra happened to my boat?!”

SkekSa laughed as Ghost blushed. “I’ll take care of that mess. You’ve got tithing ceremonies to attend to.” She waved them goodbye as they went into the carriage and began their long journey to the other clans.
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Ghost and SkekLach were able to dry off once they were inside the carriage and fell asleep during the trip over to the Drenchen Clan. SkekOk just simply shook his head and read a book. When they did arrive, SkekOk had to wake the two before they started the ceremony. SkekLach and Ghost tried their best to keep awake. Thankfully, SkekLach’s pus didn’t ooze out this time. It felt like forever until they were able to get back in. That is until Ghost met Gurjin’s twin sister Naia. The two talked for a bit. Then, Ghost said: “I’ve got to go, but it’s nice to finally meet you.”

“Give regards to my brother.” Naia said. She waved as the carriage went away.

Ghost was able to get a nap in while Scrollkeeper and Collector were talking. “You’ve must have quite an endeavor with her, SkekLach.” SkekOk said. “It isn’t like you to get on a boat.”

SkekLach sighed, then yawned. “I just didn’t want to see her so gloomy anymore. Didn’t you see how sad she was when we were at Ha’rar? Well...except when she met up with Hunter again.”

SkekOk looked thoughtful for a moment. “You know...I noticed that you were quite close to her. Just as much as SkekTek and SkekEkt. Remember the ice incident?”

“How could I forget?! When she was finally back at the castle, I practically had a heart attack. Covered in all that ice...then collapsed. Her fever was so bad, she was like a small fire. I found myself being with her since I had nothing else to do…” SkekLach thought for a moment. “I found myself nervous when Chamberlain started hanging around her chamber…” He shuddered. “Sometimes I don’t blame Ghost. He can be a little creepy when he needs to be.” He looked down at Ghost who was still asleep. The little Gelfling murmured something about the Hunter.

After a visit with the Spritin clan without any more problems. The group finally arrived at the outskirts of the Crystal Desert. Ghost poked her head out to have a look at glittering sand and crystals that poked out. “Wow. It’s just like the picture in the book. Only I’ve never imagined it being this sparkly.” She blinked her eyes. “I guess my eyes are a little sensitive to this lighting.”

“We’ll wait here for the Dousan to arrive.” SkekOk said. He adjusted his spectacles on his long beak.

“Why-oh…” Ghost said as realization hit her. “Right. The sands shift around here. It’s easy to get lost so the clan use living flying vessels to get around.”

“Sometimes. They do use their totem animal to get from place to place as well.”

Ghost pulled herself back into the carriage. She immediately went into her satchel. “Well...I guess while we’re waiting. I thought of giving you something, SkekLach. It isn’t much compared to the tithings, but I thought your collection might need something different.” Ghost soon pulled out a large conch shell out of the satchel. It was purple with the inside being pure pink.

SkekLach looked at it perplexed. He never heard of anyone giving him a seashell before. Though he had to admit it was impressive due to its size.

SkekOk nearly bulged his eyes at it. “Goodness! How in the world were you able to carry it?! No wonder you were struggling with it back at the coast.”

“I was going along the beach and decided to look for some items to take back at the castle. I got some for Ornamentalist too. Just in case he wanted some inspiration. I think some of the colors might give him ideas. Don’t worry. I checked to make sure no one was home.”

SkekLach looked at it. He rotated it carefully. “Uh….Thanks…”

“Give it a good blow.”

SkekLach did just as she suggested. He blew as hard as he could. It gave a loud, mournful sound. He smiled. “Saay. Not bad. It actually cleared up my nostrils a little.” He ruffled Ghost’s white hair. “Thanks a lot, Icicle. I’ll keep it in a good spot.”

Ghost giggled. The words of Onica started to fade. She hasn’t been this happy since first hearing the news that she would be part of the tithing ceremonies. “It’s just my way of thanking you two for letting me come along. I’ve managed to see what the rest of Thra is like outside of the books and what the guards tell me. Granted, I’ve been to Stone-In-Wood a couple of times. But it was nice to meet the other clans. I wonder-” Her words were cut off when she started to hear flapping of large wings. She poked her head out to see large shadows before them. Then, noticed a familiar shape about to step on the rocky sands. “SkekMal?” She narrowed her eyes.

A sulken form had a black pelt on its back. The bone helmet was bleached in the three suns. It looked toward the direction of the carriage. Then, went another direction.

Ghost’s eyes brightened. “SkekMal!” She was about to go when SkekLach stopped her. “Aww! I was going to say ‘hello’ to him.”

“I would strongly discourage that idea.” SkekOk said. “The Hunter isn’t a fellow to exchange pleasantries with. Especially if he’s hunting or had a REALLY bad day.” He shuddered at the thought of what he would do to them. “It’d be best to stay here.”

Ghost sighed. She pouted slightly. “Fine...I suppose.” She came out to see the Dousan clan gather, but they eyed the Hunter nervously as he neared closer to them like sheep with a wolf nearby. Ghost couldn’t help but wonder if this particular clan does business with him just like SkekSa and the Sifa. She got to her usual position for the tithings. Then, she noticed that some of the clan members seem to have a few torn clothing and bandages on them.

SkekOk also noticed this and asked, “What’s this? Why do you come with those injuries?”

One Dousan bowed to them. “Forgive the unappeal my lord. We were recently attacked.”

The Hunter moved closer now. This time he was extremely close to Ghost. Her head half way up his hip. Eyes focused on the sky. Ghost noticed this and looked up. A strange gray cloud seemed to be heading in their direction. Then, Ghost remembered that during the ride on Vassa SkekSa mentioned seeing a strange gray flurry that followed with the flying black beast. Along with a flurry of sand. Ghost felt her ear tickled by his breath. “Get ready to take cover.” She saw a sparkle in his eyes. Her body sensed the animalistic energy coming off of him. Something about this situation is make her heart turn cold.

“Attacked by what?” SkekLach asked. He soon regretted his question when a loud shriek was heard and everyone was soon surrounded by gray feathers. SkekOk crying out in pain.

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A wall of steel gray surrounded Ghost. She yelped as she felt something cut her arm. She could feel the Hunter pull her to her side and a hum of a blade reached her ears. The gray backed away to reveal a bird that Ghost had never seen before. It looked like a Kestrel with orange eyes. Fierce and calculating. In sharp beaks were clumps of the jewels and items that were part of the tithings. Then, Ghost noticed that at least three of them each held SkekOk’s spectacles. She looked to see SkekOk covering his face. His hand glistened with blood. Her hands curled into a fist as rage overwhelmed her. Without thinking, she flew after them as they started to move away before SkekMal could grab her. “Hey! Give those back! They aren’t yours!”

As she flew near them, She felt something whizz by her. A snap reached her ears. Her neck feeling the crystals that SkekEkt made for her slip away. She saw another one of the grey birds holding her necklace in its beak. Her heart hammered harder as anger propelled her further. She found herself gasping and huffing as her body began to take the toll.

“Ghost!” SkekLach yelled. “Come back!” He frantically waved his arms to bring her over. The other Gelflings joined in the shouting but it was soon drowned out by a fierce howl of wind.

The next thing Ghost knew it, she was suddenly surrounded by a vortex of sand. Thunder rumbled and purple lightning struck the sky. The winds buffered her fragile wings. Her eyes try to focus on the gray figures that were below her. Ghost could note that they were simply gliding in the wind. Following the currents. She could only think of getting those items back. Then, she heard a heavy flapping noise. Ghost looked around. Her left and right show nothing. When she looked up...her jaw dropped. Above her was a creature that matched the description that SkekSa had described earlier when they were making their way to shore.

The figure was pure black. Bat wings spread wide. Four black eyes graced its head. A bat nose had a sharp tip. Black shell glistening in the lightning. The electricity acts like frightening purple veins as they flow throughout its mighty body. A scorpion tail swung from side to side. It opened its mouth to give a loud roar that might’ve shaken the entire castle.
Ghost shook herself. She had to focus. If she gave up now, SkekOk would be blind until help would arrive or they returned home. Ghost didn’t like that idea. Her wings tested which wind current would take her closer. A fierce gust snagged a tip, causing her to be lurched forward and tumble in a gale. She kicked and thrashed. Her eyes stung from the sand. Her body turned until she found the right wind to righten herself. “Ok.” She said to herself. “Managed to find the currents now if I can just…” She narrowed her eyes and found that she was right above the very bird that stole one of SkekOk’s specs.

Silently as she could, Ghost arched her body in an angle. With a gale behind her, She plowed into the bird. Ghost fumbled in the sky. Her hands feeling for the spectacles. She grimaced as she felt a sharp sensation. Her leg delivered a solid kick, causing the bird to be startled. “Yes!” She felt the spectacles nestled in her hands. She turned just in time to see a stone structure before her. Panicked, Ghost pulled up with only an inch between her nose and rock.

The curtain sand pulled away. Revealing a small nest of items that seem to have been stolen from the Dousan clan. In a few nests were chicks that looked healthy and frail. A few bones clicked against the stone. The birds flocked over their nests and dropped their trinkets.

Ghost slowed herself and skidded along a rock before she could stop. She rocked back a bit to see everything below her. She took a few ragged breaths to retain control over her heart. Her body feeling numb. Her dress dusted with sand. “Woah...How long has this been going on?” She wobbled as she felt something large colliding with the stone tower she was perched on. Slowly, she turned around to see the large black beast glaring at her. “This...is not good.”

The pointed nose of the creature twitched as it took in the smell of her. Black eyes burning with fury. Upclose, scars zig-zagged along its body. Fangs dripping with drool. The black carapace of the creature glistened in the light. Free of sand all together. It even had black fur on its underside. “What gives you the right to attack, small one?”

It can talk?! Ghost thought. Her mind went into shock. Then, fury settled into her heart. “Me?!” She shouted. “What gave you and your bird friends the right to attack and steal things that aren’t yours?!”

“WE take what we can to survive!” The giant beast replied, baring fangs. “Hardly a spoiled dainty thing like you would understand that.”

“I may have grown up in the castle but I’m far from spoiled. Why else would I be so willing to chase after birds that might cut me to ribbons?!” She held up her hand to emphasize her point. “Those people down there are using those items to show gratitude to the Lords of the Crystal. The ones who helped make Thra the wonderful world you see before you.” She held up the glasses. “This belonged to someone who took me in when my grandparents rejected me for being a hybrid. It really matters to him and helps him see. If you want it, you’ll have to go through me!” She fumbled as the creature roared out a laughed followed by shrill cackles.

“Brave speech, White One.” Said one of the gray birds that lands next to her. “No stand chance against Spirit of Lightning Elctor. His strength protects us Bladewings.” His beak held blood which showed that it was the same bird that Ghost snatched the spectacles from. He gave her a nasty look, a yearning to claw at her eyes.

Ghost squared her shoulders and stared into the large beast. “Alright then. I challenge you to a race then.” She smiled as the creature stopped laughing and stared at her in what seemed to be shock. “You heard me. A race. Unless you’re too scared!”

Elctor growled at that. “Very well then…” He arched his body and pointed a wing toward a formation. That was twenty meters away from where she was. “From that formation and back. If you win, I will return the things that we had taken this morning. If I win, you leave with nothing but the clothes on your back.”

“Will I have your word?” Ghost asked. “No use of whatever power you possess or help from the...Bladewings?” She had only met this creature and like SkekOk warned her, she must be careful with her emotions. Especially when it came to her trust.

“I may not seem like it, but I care for others and honor more than anyone.”
“Deal!” Ghost tucked the spectacles in her hair in order to avoid breaking them. She readied herself. Facing the horizon that leads to that structure. Wings flared out. Her body crouched in a readied position. At her side, Elctor removed himself from the structure and set his body against the sand. Wings also flared. A screech was heard and she instinctively took off.

Elctor flew fast in front. His enormous wings bringing up in the air after a few flaps. His scorpion tail swinging from side to side. Black eyes focused on the horizon. The gust of air under his wings caused problems for Ghost.

The white Gelfling found herself tumbling slightly from the gust of wind. She rightened herself. Ghost took a deep breath. Her body began to tremble. A dangerous sign that her heart was starting to get weak. Only a few feet from the stone pillar and already she was starting to fail. She felt the shift of the glasses in her hair, reminding her what she needed to do. She tightened it as Ghost pulled on some speed. The wind roared around her but every part of her being refusing to give up.

Little by little, the distance between the two was covered. Ghost felt she hadn’t before. A wild sense of joy. Beside her, She could’ve sworn that Elctor was smiling as well. As they rounded a corner, they tipped their wings almost in a synchronized fashion. It looked as if their souls had become one. The two were nearing the finish line. Neck in neck. Neither gave up their spot in the race.

Ghost’s ears twitched. She could smell desert wind. Her mind briefly switched back to her brief time with SkekSa. The Mariner taught her one trick to use to detect oncoming wind currents. “If you hear a distant howl and have a random smell,” SkekSa said. “That means there’s a wind coming in a certain direction. Just pinpoint it as best as you can.” Ghost flinched her wings until she found the current coming from behind her and below.

Wings outstretched farther then she normally would, her whole body launched forward and zipped past the lightning spirit. She could hear shocked screeches among the crowd. Her destination moved too fast for her. She didn’t care. Then, her hair came undone, the glasses slipping out. Just as they were falling out, Ghost frantically grabbed them as she somersaulted back onto the stony platform she was earlier.

Silence hung in the air. The Bladewings gathered around Ghost. Her breathing ragged. Her hair a white mess. Hands gripped firmly, but gently around the spectacles that almost had gotten destroyed. Her dress now free of sand. Elctor clung to the tower and loomed over her. His black eyes held pure joy. One joy he hadn’t felt in a long time. “Well done...Wind Racer.”

“Wind...Racer?” Ghost asked. Air finally returned to her lungs. She got up from her spot to look at him.

“You have the capability of reading the wind and using it to your advantage. For a sickly thing, you seem to know how to overcome your weakness.”

“Thanks...I guess.”

“What name do you go by?”

“Ghost.” Ghost answered.

“Dear Ghost,” Elctor said with a smile. “You’ve shown me you hold great honor and strength today. As promised I will help you return these items back to those Gelfling and the Lords of the Crystal, but first a special token from all of us.”

Ghost was a little puzzled by this. Then, she noticed grey feathers raining down from the sky like strange snow. She stared in amazement. She reached out for one. It felt dainty and brittle like her, but Ghost could sense the hidden sharpness and strength of their power. Ghost smiled as she saw some of the Bladewings bring back her necklace and SkekOk’s spectacles. “Thank you, but may I ask what these feathers will be for?”

“Use as armor.” Elector said. “It should protect you from oncoming enemies.”

“Thank you, Elctor. I hope to see you again soon.” The white Gelfling gathered the feathers in a pouch that Elctor gave her. It was made of strange leather. Ghost got up when a realization hit on her. “Goodness! How do I get back to the others?”

Elctor laughed. “I’ll fix that. Though your pretty hair might get a little messed up.” Purple veins appeared on his body, giving him an eerie look. With an undistinguished tongue, he let out a bolt of lightning that blinded Ghost.

Ghost was dizzy for a moment. Her feet stumbled all over the place. She could feel rock under her, but she felt like she was tossed into the air only a second ago. Her shoulders were touched by claws and lifted up. She blinked as her vision began to clear. In front of Ghost were the Dousan clan. Each member showed a state of shock at what they had seen. Her hands felt a soft pelt and thought it was some sort of animal. She looked up to see it was SkekMal the hunter holding her. She blushed. “Skek-Hunter!” She said. “How long was I gone?”

“Only for a few minutes…” SkekOk answered. A handkerchief was pressed against his beak, blood already soaking it. “We were about to send out a search for you.” He looked at her hands. “By Thra! What happened to you?!”

Ghost handed the Scrollkeeper his glasses. “I’ll explain later. I think we should finish up the tithing ceremony before anything else.”
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SkekEkt was enjoying his relaxing ride home. He had a nice time with his recent engagement. He looked into the small mirror admiring himself. “Ah...Lovely as ever.” Then, the Ornamentalist was thinking back to little Ghost. “A shame I didn’t say goodbye to her before leaving. She’s having her first tithing ceremony. I wonder what reactions those Gelflings have on those faces.” He smiled. “After all, she learned from the best!”

Suddenly, his carriage lurched to a stop. Everything in his possession scattered all over the floor. He snarled. Then, he heard screams that came out of nowhere. “What’s the meaning of this?!” He marched out of the carriage. The Skeksis was only a few feet away until the smell of blood reached his nose. SkekEkt froze and looked around. The guards that were escorting him back were gone. Was it Aranthim? He thought. He shook himself. No...They wouldn’t do something this stupid or take out my guards… Suddenly, a large shadow loomed over him. He stiffened. He turned around slowly and stared up in horror of what he was seeing before him.

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Back at the Castle of the Crystal, SkekTek wasn’t having much luck in finding a solution to the problem. He didn’t feel as panicked about it since the Emperor was busy with other things. One of them being that the Ornamentalist is unusually late since he was due back soon. However, he had to think of something that would keep them alive and keep his promise to Ghost. He even admitted to himself that his last experiment nearly cost him his life and might have deadly consequences for the Skeksis if Ghost’s visions come true.

Just as he was fiddling with a piece of metal that might help the crystal have more power, SkekVar burst in the doorway. “Weakling!”

SkekTek nearly dropped his gear in fright. “What is the meaning of this?! Can’t you see I’m doing something?”

“Save your tinkering for another time! The Emperor wants us in the throne room now!” SkekVar vanished before SkekTek could ask a question.

The Scientist pondered for a moment. I wonder what this is all about? He thought. From the grave expression on The General’s face, the news must be grave indeed. He put down what he was working and moved as fast as he could. He arrived at the throne room in a matter of minutes. SkekTek soon began to take in the scene around them.

SkekVar still held the same expression as he did when he first intercepted SkekTek. SkekZok was stock still. SkekAyuk wringed his hands, panicked and huffed harder. SkekSil did his usual whimper. As for SkekSo, he was silent as ever staying at a Stonewood Gelfling guard that was in front of him. This Gelfling was in terrible shape. Bandages around his face and neck. An arm in a sling.

“What’s going on?” SkekTek asked. His mouth went dry. Too terrified to know the answer.

SkekSo didn’t move his gaze. “This Gelfling was part of The Ornamentalist’s escort. Go on...Tell him what you told us.”

The Gelfling turned to face SkekTek. “My lord...I...I regret to inform you that we were attacked by an unknown force.”

“Not Aranthim?” SkekTek asked.

“We could not see them. They moved in a way that I’ve never seen before. They practically lured one group away before we could register what was going on.” The Gelfling’s voice began to waiver. “My comrades and I were only able to survive because we took shelter in the hollowed trees and rivers. They don’t seem to like them for some reason. I-I tried to get to The Ornamentalist, but I was dragged into a bush and fight off- I don’t know! It resembled a large Fizzgig with a stinger! I had some firefly from my lanturn. Drove the thing away. I heard a scream and made my way to the carriage. When I got to The Ornamentalist’s carriage, all I found...was this.” He pulled out the pearl necklace that SkekEkt would normally wear. He bowed his head. “I’m deeply sorry, my lords! We had to retreat! The situation was starting to grow too dangerous!”

“Wait at the barracks.” SkekSo commanded. He glared at SkekAyuk. The Gourmand was ready to pummel the soldier. “When Commander Ordon comes back, he’ll decide what to do with you next.” The Gelfling bowed to him and left.

“Is there…” SkekTek gulped. “Any other proof of what happened?”

SkekVar wordlessly held out what seemed to be a claw. “This was recovered from one of the other guards after they received treatment.” He brought it closer to SkekTek’s face. “Smell.”

SkekTek sniffed the black claw. He immediately wanted to throw up. It was absolutely revolting. Death. Just as the Gelfling described it. There was also the smell of disease and filth. The structure of the claw also showed that these monsters can kill the landstriders. “What shall we do?”

“For now…” SkekSo said. “We send a search party for any clues about these ‘attackers’. See where they’ve taken SkekEkt. Find any information to use against them. We’ve faced the Aranthim. We can certain fend off them as well.”

“What about Ghost! Collector! Scrollkeeper! They don’t know about the danger still out there!” SkekTek covered his mouth at his outburst. His heart was hammering too much about what happened.

“I’ll see to it that a message is sent to all the Skeksis in Thra.” SkekZok said. “I’ll also notify the All Maudra and the Stonewood Maudra about what happened.”

The Emperor nodded. “Very well.” SkekSo said. “Return to your regular duties until further instructions.”

With that the meeting has ended. Every Skeksis went away with only the Gourmand and Emperor arguing under a low voice. SkekTek found himself scared. His steps became slower. Every part of him wanted to go to Ghost's room to warn her. But he knew she wasn’t there. He wasn’t one of faith and not of Thra, but he found himself praying to Thra that Ghost would return home. With her bright smile and cheerful eyes. High above the rafters, he wasn’t the only one.
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Laughter was heard inside the carriage. SkekLach was having a good time for once. SkekOk was trying hard to regain his breath. Ghost was beaming from ear to ear. Her hair was set up in a nice braid with a few beads as a form of gratitude from the Dousan clan. She had just finished her latest imitation of The Chamberlain. They had to rest a little after the ceremony before continuing on in The Caves of Grot. At that point, Ghost told them everything that happened. Including the race. Everyone was completely shocked by this. Even SkekMal was somewhat impressed by this.

“I still can’t believe you actually managed to outrace a behemoth that large!” SkekOk exclaimed. “Even when your heart was causing you trouble.”

“I know how much those spectacles meant to you.” Ghost said. She looked down for a moment as she also remembered it was similar to the incident at Ha’rar. “I’m just glad I was able to get through to them the way I did. I’m now starting to think that they only took those items because they were desperate.”

“Desperate?” SkekLach asked. “For what?”

“To get away from something...or someone…” Ghost thought for a moment. “When I raced Elctor, he turned an angle where I saw a collar on underneath the black fur. Whoever had put it on him must have been powerful.”

“Well,” SkekOk said. “I make sure that the Emperor hears word about this.” He flinched as he adjusted his spectacles. He still had a bandage where one of the Bladewings grazed his face. Thankfully it missed his eye. “I do wish that you at least punished those birds for what they did.”

“I know. My hand still hurts but at least you’re ok.” The white Gelfling giggled. “I’m sorry. I’m just really excited about seeing the Grotten clan. Maybe I’ll get to see my father.”

SkekLach looked serious now. “Ghost…” He said. “If you’re planning to do that, then you need one of us to go with you. I don’t want to see you gloomy like back at Ha’rar.”

“I’m sure I won’t be.” Ghost said, trying to be reassuring. “I read in my mother’s journal that the last time she saw him, he was alive and heading back to get things ready for their new life together.” Ghost had been reading the journal throughout the journey. A few entries made her cry as she learned that her grandparents were just as harsh with her mother as they did with her. She loved the relationship they both built together after that one fateful encounter of trying to fend off some Hollerbats that somehow made their way up to the surface from a nearby tunnel.
“Best if I go then.” SkekOk said. “If it’ll prevent you from taking on anymore misadventures.”

Ghost simply nodded and looked back at the journal. On one page was an image of a Grotten Gelfling holding up a pale blue flower with its petals oddly shaped like a lanturn. His smile was warm and gentle. His dark eyes gave a sense of comfort that would give strength through the darkest time. Ghost couldn’t help think of the one time where SkekMal used a piece of his robe to mend her wound. His claws were so gentle around her. His gaze was so filled with concern. His body warm as he simply held her when she started to feel a little faint just after the tithing ceremony was over. At that point, Ghost couldn’t help but find herself imagining him actually in the same carriage and talking to her in a soft voice.

Once again, the ceremony was about to begin. Every Gelfling was gathered in a straight line. They all stared in awe. But it wasn’t for the Lords of the Crystal. All eyes were on Ghost. Each handed all that they could to the Lords but whispers were starting to reach Ghost’s ears.

“She looks like Merl.”

“Really? She seems more Vapran.”

“Look closely and you’ll see the Grotten Heritage.”

Ghost’s eyes widened. Her heart hammering hard. As far as she saw, there was no Gelfling with that name present. Her hand reached out but soon felt a shoulder. She looked to see it was the elderly maudra.

Her dark, unseeing eyes were filled with kindness.“I see you have questions.” Maudra Argot said. “Perhaps I can answer them after we’re done here.”

Once everyone has left, Ghost was soon alone with SkekLach and SkekOk. They stared at Muadra Argot. Wanted answers to what happened to Ghost’s father. Ghost was the first to ask. “Did you know my father?”

Muadra Argot nodded. “Yes, dear. Everyone knew him. He was one of the best caretakers for Nurloc that ever lived. A few times I would come treat his wounds. Apparently he got them from climbing the tunnels to Ha’rar.” She chuckled. “That fool so loved your mother. Talked about her constantly.” She walked over to Ghost and began to feel her. She gently stroked the white hair and ears. “You are just like him. Even if I can’t see you properly.”

Ghost felt tears in her eyes. “Why didn’t I see him today? I thought all Gelflings gathered for the ritual.”
Maudra Argot grew silent for a moment. Then sighed. “I’m afraid he died before he could meet you. There was an accident. Just as he was climbing up the rope, the rope snapped...and...well…”

Ghost’s heart sunk. “No...N-no. He…” She soon found herself being picked up by SkekLach. Tears welling up in her eyes.

Argot bowed her head. “I’m sorry, Ghost...If he were alive, I’m sure he would’ve torn all of Thra to look for you.”

Ghost cried. Her tears dripped down her cheeks. She felt SkekLach rub her back gently. When she was done, she looked up to Maudra Argot. “Do you know where I can find his resting place?”
---------------------(Castle of the Crystal)--------------------------------------------------------------
Rian, Mira and Gurjin gathered in the hallway as SkekVar requested everyone to gather. When the surviving guards returned with grave wounds and no Ornamentalist in sight, there was great concern in the guard. Ghost has yet to return with Ordon, Scrollkeeper and Collector. It was bad enough that an enormous black monster was found flying above the Castle two nights ago, now a missing Lord and a violent attack has just made things worse.

“I hope Ghost is alright.” Mira said. “She’s finally able to explore Thra but now we have monsters attacking.”

“Give Ghost some credit.” Gurjin said. “She’s been through worse. I think she can handle something like this.”

Rian nodded. “My father’s with her too. He’ll make sure they’re ok. He never would let anything happen to her.” Rian took a deep breath and sighed. The young Stonewood warrior thought back to the one time that Ghost was covered in mud after some Stonewood boys ambushed her and tried to force her to eat mud. She was crying. Rian had never been so mad in his life. He told his father about it. Ordon made sure those boys were punished. Rian also promised to her that day that if she ever went back to Stonewood with him, he would protect her. Until she was sixteen trines, he had kept that promise.

SkekVar walked into the area with SkekZok in tow. “Alright, listen up! The Ornamentalist is missing. From what you’ve been told by the survivors, they didn’t have enough time to search for clues to where he’s gone. At least five different groups are going to be searching the area where the attack took place. Make sure you report what you find. If you find a creature that looks suspicious, bring it to the castle for questioning.” He began pointing to several Gelfling. Then, he managed to point to both Mira and Rian. “You two will take the south portion.”
Two emotions split in Rian’s head. He was excited to do a mission chosen for him by one of the lords himself. Yet...It was dealing with a dangerous threat that took down one of the Skeksis. He felt a hand holding his. Rian gazed up into Mira’s eyes.

Mira smiled at him. “It’s going to be ok. At least we’ll be together.” With no one looking, she kissed him on the cheek.
--------------------(Stonewood Forest, Deet)--------------------------------------------------------------
Deet’s feet were beginning to hurt. She’s been traveling in the forest for days and didn’t seem to get anywhere. The young Grotten tried to ask for directions but some of the Stonewood Gelfling ignored her. She sat down on a tree root. Her feet ached. She took off her shoes and began to massage her feet. “Who knew that life up here would be this harsh?”

As she continued to rub, a silent creature was silently stalking behind the trees. It growled menacingly. A thin, lethal shape. It’s face resembled a barracuda while the lower part of its body resembled a cheetahs. Spikes twitched on the tail. It approached closer.

Deet turned around just as it was about to pounce. She grabbed her shoes and jump out of the way. “Uh...Hello...My name’s Deet...What’s yours?” She was only met by a growl. “Well...Sorry if I bothered you. I think I’ll be going now!!!!” Deet began to run in a matter of minutes. Her bandana fell off her face. Sunlight blinding her. She found herself having a hard time navigating. “I used to get along with animals!”

To her horror, she tripped on a root. Fell hard on her back. She backed away as far as she could. The monster was only a few feet from her. Deet could think of only one thing that could help her. “You don’t have to eat me! We could be friends.” The monster reared up and Deet closed her eyes and prepared for the worst.

Suddenly, a voice called out to the creature. Standing on a ledge was a small creature, only a foot smaller than a Gelfling. He stood proud. His gaze fierce despite his round face. In his hand was a spoon. He waved it proudly and grabbed a vine.

“Be careful!” Deet called out.

The small creature bravely let go. He delivered one swift kick to the black fish eye. He backed away in time before the claws could touch him. His spoon caught a hold of one claw. He twisted and did a headbutt. The monster growled and got on its hind legs to deliver a devastating blow only to be knocked down by Deet. With two more thwacks of the spoon, the creature called off the creature with insults in its own language.

Deet slowly got up from her spot. “Thank you.” She picked up her shoes and put them on her feet. “My name’s Deet. What name do you go by?”
The little creature looked at her and smiled. “Hup.”

“Hup...Is that your name?”

Hup nodded. “Podling.”

“Oh...I’ve never met a Podling before.” Deet smiled. “Nice to meet you Podling Hup. Do you by any chance know how to get to Ha’rar?”
--------------------------(Back at the Caves of Grot)------------------------------------------------------
Ghost was standing over a grave site that held the inscription of her father’s name. Her eyes were sore from all the rubbing she did to keep herself from crying in front of the other Gelflings. Ordon was the only one who knew what was going on and was ordered by Scrollkeeper to make sure no one followed them. As much as they despise death, letting Ghost “meet” her father might help a little. Ghost took a deep breath. “Hello father...I’m Ghost. You’re daughter…”

The white Gelfling gulped again. “I know that’s strange but it’s true. My mother...Your Sapphire...gave birth to me. Y-you’ll be happy to know that the Lords of the Crystal took me in. I’m grateful to them and I think you would’ve liked them too.” She wiped tears from her eyes. “I’m so sorry that we weren’t able to meet properly, but I hope you two are happy now that you’re finally together. Goodbye...father.” Ghost finally sobbed and began to walk away. She felt Collector’s gentle hand rubbing her back.
“Hey…” SkekLach said. “Look on the bright side, at least you know that your parents liked you. Let’s head home now. Ok?”

Ghost nodded. Then, her ears twitched. She could hear heavy breathing and footsteps coming this way. Ghost looked in every possible direction until she saw two large creatures sneaking up behind SkekOk. “Scrollkeeper! Behind you!” She flew between her and the massive beasts, causing SkekOk to squawk in surprise. Her wings were instinctively flared out.

The beasts were just as big as Elctor. One beast resembled a tiger with caracal ears and two pairs of amber eyes glowing bright. His orange-red fur ragged and covered in grave wounds. Next to him was a wolf-like creature with broken ice spikes along its body. The injuries were just as bad and the icy blue eyes were beginning to lose their light. His dark blue nose twitched. Then, spoke: “Wings of heaven...You are the one…”

“You will do. Bear our power.” Said the tiger.

“Wha-” Ghost didn’t have time to react. Both of her hands were trapped by the large jaws. Her screams were drowned out by a strange sensation flowing into her body. Her left arm felt like a torch hit her arm hard while her right felt as though it was bathed by the breath of winter. The intense pain caused Ghost to sink. Her body fell into darkness.
-------------------(Somewhere in the last location where SkekEKt disappeared)---
Mira and Rian were searching every bush for whatever clue they could find. No luck. Mira sighed. “Why would anyone want to attack the Ornamentalist? He doesn’t have any form of combat knowledge to speak of.”

Rian peeked from his bush. “But he’s very close to the other lords. They might want information from him.” He walked further away from Mira. He scanned the ground. “There’s got to be something that could help us.” Suddenly, something glinted in his eyes. He rushed towards it. On his knees, the Stonewood warrior brushed away the dirt to reveal a strange pendant. The pendant was pure silver. It took on a shape of a bird that wasn’t part of Thra. Owl-like with long, elegant tail feathers. Opals were set as milky eyes that gazed at a distance. He turned it around in his head. “What in Thra?”

Without warning, a scream rang in the forest. Rian perked up from his observation. He placed the object in his pocket and ran to the direction of the noise. He froze. Blue eyes wide with dismay and shock. “Mirrraaa!”
------------------------(Castle of the Crystal)--------------------------------------------------------------
Ghost had what seemed to be another vision again. She wasn’t sure, but she saw the Emperor swirling his staff in circles around a strange dark energy. The same purple she had seen on the Landstrider. Then, she saw a large lizard monster walking in the forest. Suddenly, she felt cloth in her hands. Her ears twitched as gurgling noises reached her ears.

“...Ghost?”

She heard it again. Her vision was filled with light and color. She blinked a few times as blobby shapes appeared before her. Then, it settled into the angular shapes of SkekTek and bulky SkekVar. They both looked at her with what looked like a mixture of relief and concern. “Hi…” Ghost said weakly. “Sorry I took so long.” Before the white Gelfling could understand what was going on, SkekVar hugged her. Ghost squeaked in pain.

SkekTek smacked him lightly. “General! Be careful! She still has severe injuries in her arms!”

“Sorry.” SkekVar backed away. “Glad to see you among the living, Snowflake.” That was his favorite nickname for her since Pipsqueak was already taken by SkekSil.

Ghost smiled weakly. “Sorry that I worried you all. What happened?”

“You got bitten by those strange beasts.” SkekTek explained. “Maudra Argot treated your wounds. The Collector and Scrollkeeper had to rush the journey to bring you back home so you could be safe.”

Ghost’s eyes looked thoughtful for a moment. “Is everyone else ok? I bet poor Ekty practically had a heart attack upon hearing that news.” She giggled slightly at the idea of the Ornamentalist running around the castle in horror and screaming at the Podlings and Palace Guards at the top of his lungs. Then, she noticed the heavy silence that hung in the air. “What’s wrong?” She quickly got up, ignoring the sting in her arms. “Did something happen?”

“You tell her. You do know she’ll have to find out eventually.” SkekVar said.

SkekTek was silent for a moment. He closed his eyes and sighed. “The Ornamentalist was kidnapped. His caravan was attacked as he was coming home. One of the guards tried to save him, but only his pearl necklace was found.” His heart practically broke as Ghost’s eyes were filled with sorrow. “I’m so sorry Ghost.”

Ghost let out a soft sob. She found herself collapsing into his arms. Her cries began to escalate as her back was rubbed. “No! No! NO! It can’t happen! Not to him!” She buried her face. Suddenly, a door was flung open to reveal Ordon and Gurjin. By the looks of their faces, more ill news is yet to come.

Gurjin bowed. Then, noticed Ghost. “Ghost! You need to come with us!”

“Gurjin!” Ordon scolded. “She needs to rest!”

Ghost gripped The Scientist’s sleeve. “What...happened?”

“It’s Mira!” Gurjin answered. “She’s been attacked! I don’t know how badly but she might not last!”

Chapter Text

Gurjin and Ordon struggled to support Ghost. They didn’t want her to move around after her incident, but her fondness for Mira and Rian would only make things worse if they tried to keep her away. Behind them, the two lords followed her to make sure no damage came to her. They arrived into the guards’ quarters where they came across Rian crying over a heavily bandaged Mira.

“Mira!” Ghost cried. She broke free of Gurjin and Ordon. Her legs gave way under her. She crawled over to the bed with her strength. Her body screamed in pain. It felt like fire blazing through her soul. Ice crawling along her blue eye. Ghost felt Rian holding her. Gurjin was close behind. Her body was practically vibrating upon the sight she saw before her. “Mira…”

Mira was extremely pale. Almost as white as Ghost. The bandages covered her eye. She didn’t look like the bubbly Vapran that everyone knew. She slowly opened her other eye and turned her head. “Ghost...Gurjin...Rian…” She gave a weak smile. “I’m so glad to see you here. I wish it was under better circumstances.”

“Mira…” Rian spoke. His voice crackled with grief. “Don’t say that. It’s my fault you ended up like this. I shouldn’t have left you alone.” He took her hand in his.

“It wasn’t your fault.” Mira curled her fingers around his. “That enemy was looking for something. It started to stalk you. I lured it away…”

Ghost placed a hand on Mira’s arm. “Mira. Please hang on.”

“Ghost. It’s going to be ok. Remember...Thra calls us home. Just be strong. I know you can do it.”

“Mira don’t leave.” Gurjin said. Tears welled his eyes.

“Thra’s song always has a place for us. My song is ending.” Mira said. Then, she smiled again. Her eye brightened a bit. “I know for a fact that all of yours are going to be beautiful.” With a deep sigh, she closed her eye and her hand went limp.

“Mira?” Rian said. “Mira!”

“Mira no!” Ghost wailed. Both she and Rain began to shake Mira’s cold body. Their shouts were joined by Gurjin. It wasn’t long until Ghost felt SkekTek pull her away from one of the greatest friends she ever knew. It wasn’t long before she saw Ordon do the same with Rian and Gurjin. She struggled in SkekTek’s arms for a while. Her lungs gave out all the grief she had to the entire castle. It wasn’t long until she found herself back in her room. Her back once again stroked by The Scientist before being given a vial of Sleep Tonic.

“Shhh…”SkekTek hushed. “You have to rest now. It won’t do you any good for your heart if you keep this up.” He held up her head gently so she wouldn’t refuse.

The liquid felt cool in Ghost’s mouth. Like drinking a cool stream after a hot summer. Ghost’s eyes began to grow heavy. Her body went numb. She only knows that SkekTek was starting to fade from view and only surrounded by sheets. Her mind only prayed that it was all just a bad dream.
------------------------(A day later)---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Ghost had never felt hollow in her life. Of the things that had happened on this journey, losing Mira and SkekEkt’s disappearance were the worst things that ever happened to her. She got ready for the ceremony to have Mira return to Thra. SkekTek did give her some medicine that prevented her body from taking another severe toll like it did yesterday. He wanted her to rest but she insisted that it would be rude of her not to go. So, The Emperor agreed that Ghost should have a few days off so she can recover from the attack and some of the emotional grieving that might interfere with her work.

It didn’t take long for Ghost to dress in a dark grey dress and place a lacy grey veil around her face. She looked frightening but it seemed appropriate. She opened the door to reveal SkekLach, SkekTek and SkekVar gathered at her door. Ghost didn’t have the heart to smile. “Do...you need anything before I go?”

SkekLach shook his head quickly. “No! I mean...we just wanted to see how you're doing before the ceremony.”

“I appreciate the concern, but I have to go. Mira was a good friend of mine. If I passed away, she would…” Ghost gulped hard. “Anyway, I have to go. Rian and Gurjin will be meeting me at the west wing.” She bowed and then walked away before anyone could utter a word. It didn’t take her long to find the two Gelfling boys dressed in grey as well. She hugged Rian. Tears were already streaming down her face. Her heart trying not to break.
Ordon was soon with them. His eyes held a solemn glow. “Come on...It’s almost time.” With that, everyone went outside the castle to a small clearing in Stonewood Forest. Every guard gathered around the body of Mira. Draped in flowers. Her head donned a small crown of yellow flowers crowned her. Her body laid in a cart that had an armorling attached to it. Ordon started the ceremony. “Everyone...I would like to thank you for coming. Today is a sad day for everyone. Mira, a beloved Vapran guard here at the castle. Lost her life in trying to save my son and finding out where Ornamentalist was taken. While we mourn, let us not forget that there is no end. Life goes on. So as long Thra plays her song, we will prevail. For now, let us reflect on the memories we’ve shared with her.”

Rian and Gurjin were the first to go. Rian had told them the day the two first met. Their little duel. Their kiss. Ultimately, he soon explained the regret he had of not being there for her in her time of need. Resulting in a burst of tears. Gurjin only said a few words of his memory of Mira. Before long, it was Ghost’s turn.

Ghost felt her legs slowly turn to stone as she walked up in front of everyone. Her throat choked by her heart. The pain became intense. Then, she remembered what a Spritin, Kylan had told her about that during her trip at the tithing: To heal wounds of the heart, talking about the pain helps. Ghost took a deep breath. Tears were already stinging her eyes. “When I first met Mira, I was a little shy. I know that some of you had problems with me since I was half Grotten and my strange looks. So, she was surprised at first. Then, she got really excited and loved my features almost immediately. She said that my eyes are my best quality because they held so much mystery to them. Mira was the one to inspire me to see the world someday. She was very kind to me. One great friend to have when I was down. But now-” She tried to squeeze back the tears. “I hope she’s happy where she is now.”

After a few words of passage from Ordon, everyone broke into song (Speak for the Dead song). Ghost found herself singing the loudest. Her sorrow. Her pain. Every emotion was laced into her song. It carried far in hopes to let Thra know of this horrible loss and let Ornamentalist know that he’s missed.

Far over the silver sea, her song reached the dark halls of the castle that floats. It was dark with only a few purple torches lighting them. Chains rattle as slaves begin to move. A throne room held stone creatures clustered together to provide a seat for a king that sat in the darkness. Next to the throne was a thin frame of a missing Skeksis, who could barely keep his eyes open. He could only utter one thing. “Ghost.”

After the ceremony was over, Ghost decided to head home. As she walked down the halls of the castle, Ghost immediately recognized SkekEkt’s room. She remembered the story he once told her of how they first met. The white Gelfling went over to the vanity stand where SkekEkt would put makeup on. She looked over the pearls that were his favorite gemstone. Then, walked over to the bed and flopped herself down. She could still smell some of the scented oil he would wear after a long day. Suddenly, she heard footsteps and looked up. It was SkekAyuk.

The Gourmand looked tired. Weary. Which wasn’t like him. Hearing the news of his close friend get taken and missing must’ve taken a toll on him. “Never thought I would find you here.”

“I just felt like being here.” Ghost slid off the bed. “I thought maybe he’d show up here, being unharmed. Then, get all fussy about his kidnapping.” She let out of a bitter laugh. “I miss him.”

“No more than I do.” SkekAyuk sighed. “Are...you going back to your room?”

Ghost nodded. Tears welling in her eyes. “I...just want to be alone for a while.” She sniffled. Ghost then noticed a large cart of food being pushed. “What’s all this?”

“Emperor and Scientist ordered me to bring this to you since you’re going to be resting for a while. Sometimes eating food like this just helps at times.”

Ghost and Gourmand walked all the way to her room. They unloaded everything except for one plate of food. “Can you give this to Rian and Gurjin? I think they didn’t have eaten anything since this morning.”
SkekAyuk looked at her surprise. Then, sighed. “Sometimes you become too generous for your own good.”

“Sorrow drains all, Gourmand. I know that you’re hurting too.”

SkekAyuk was only silent. He backed away from where he was and went away with the cart.

Ghost sighed and went into her room. As she closed the door, her ears twitched a small sound. She turned to see Orchid sit on top of her bed. Ghost walked over to the threader. To her surprise, she sees Shield’s head popped into her window. “Shield!” Ghost quickly ran over to the window. She opened it. Ghost waved him in. She quickly backed away as he tumbled in. “What are you two doing here?!”

I saw and heard what happened to you. Orchid explained.

Shield got up slowly from his spot. We wanted to see if you want company. It’s just a little while. He noticed a dish on her desk. A lot of food. His face turned perplexed. Are you having a party later?

Ghost giggled. “No. Gourmand was ordered to give me enough food to give me strength while I’m still recovering. I think he went a little overboard.”
Well...Orchid rubbed her front legs together. Can you tell us about the rest of your journey while we have some of what you're eating?

Ghost smiled. “Sure. But then you need to go, ok?” Before long, Ghost began to describe everything that happened in her journey. Her encounter with her grandparents. The Hunter. Elctor. Bladwings. Racing in the sandstorm. Up to what happened with her father. For a while Ghost had to eat some soup to calm herself down.

We’re sorry that all happened to you. Orchid crawled up to her friend’s shoulder. I’m just glad you’re ok.

Do you want us to leave now? Shield asked.

Ghost shook her head. “No. I appreciate the company for a little longer.” She lightly stroked Orchid while Shield nuzzled into her. They stayed like that until the strange trio fell asleep.
--------------------------(three days later)-------------------------------------------------------------------
Ghost was doing her work on the robes for the lords. She managed to find some extra cloth in SkekEkt’s room and managed to sneak it into her chambers. After being given a sackful of feathers, Ghost decided to use these feathers as a form of defense. Whoever took SkekEkt, would pay dearly for it. The least she could do right now is to get everyone ready for what was to come. So far, she completed SkekTek’s and SkekLach’s since they didn’t fight as much. She hid them in the forest as she got the chance.

As for Rian and Gurjin, they met with her in her room every once in a while. It was still hard to talk about Mira. Rian even had a hard time trying to continue his duties since the guilt still held him. They sometimes hang out in the forest but that was as far as they could do.

One time, Ghost ran into another Grotten named Deet while in Stone-In-Wood. She seemed to have a tough time with some of the Gelflings that bullied Ghost when she was young. Not only that, her friend, a Podling named Hup, got punished for trying to help Deet. Ghost didn’t exactly enjoy that form of prejudice and stepped in to convince Maudra Fara to let Hup go. She even recalled the kind words Deet told her: “I’m sorry about your loss. Also tell Rian that I’m sorry too. I do hope that they get one of the lords back. You have so much love. I wish I could help you, but I need to save Thra from the Darkening. Maybe I can see if the All Maudra can help you too. You really are a great Gelfling, Ghost.”

On the third day, Ghost made a decision. She was going to look for SkekEkt herself. Even it meant losing her life. Ghost wrote letters to everyone, except SkekSil, and left them in the places where they would be able to find them later. She packed her things and dressed for travel. She took a moment to look at her dagger. The silver hilt gleamed in the light. A light blue crystal set as a pommel. Ghost could feel the icy design give her a strange sense of strength. Even the blue sheath reflected how much work and care SkekVar put in her weapon. Then, she picked up her rainbow crystal necklace and tied it around her neck.

As she made her way down the halls that ran into the catacombs, Ghost ran into Rain. It broke her heart to see that it’s been only three days and he had already had most of his life sucked out of him. His blue eyes didn’t hold the same laughter. He could no longer smile. “Hi Ghost…” He said. He then took notice of her outfit. “Where are you going?”

Ghost looked around. Then, took Rian to a hidden corner of the hall. “I’m going to find Ornamentalist.”

It took a moment for Rian to process those words. Then gasped with shock. “Ghost! You can’t be serious! You shouldn’t go alone.”

“Rian…” She sighed. “We’ve already lost Mira finding them. I’ll not lose anyone else. I may have an idea where he may have gone.” Ghost explained about the Castle that was floating in the Silver Sea.

“I did hear reports of that from the lords. I can’t believe there’s a castle in Sifa territory!” Then his eyes widened with realization. He fiddled in his pocket and pulled out an item. “Here. I found this while I was searching with Mira. I wasn’t able to give this to anyone after…” His voice crackled slightly. His strength tried not to wain.

Ghost gingerly touched his hand. “I understand. I’ll take this and see if it will give me any ideas.” She looked at the item Rian gave her. Ghost that there was something about the metal that felt slightly alive. She then hugged Rian. “Take care Rian. Also, if you see Deet, the Grottan you saw earlier. I suggest you talk to her. She’s very nice.”

Rian gave a sad smile as he hugged back. “I’ll keep that in mind. Just don’t push yourself too hard.” With that, he broke the hug and went with his duties.

Ghost once again looked at the item as she made her way further down. She was about to pass SkekTek’s lab but then thought it would be a good time to say goodbye to Sidetec since she might not be able to see him again. She walked over to his cage. The little green creature chirped happily at the sight of her. “Hi greeny,” She cooed as she stroked his feathers. “I’ll be gone for a bit, so be good ok?” Just as she was about to back away, Sidetec snatched the bird-like pendant out of Ghost’s hand.

“Hey!” She hissed. “Give it back! You know that’s not yours!” She tugged at the other end of the pendant. The stubborn creature refused to let go of his prize. Ghost shifted her feet which caused the cage to rotate toward the crystal. With a fierce tug, the pendant was free but went flying straight to the Pure Crystal of Truth. It landed into the crystalized wall with a loud whack! Cracks formed around it. The crystal gave a high-pitched sound.

“Oh...Thra…” Ghost breathed. “What...have I done?” Her heart raced as she thought of the angry faces she would have to deal with. She went over to the crystal as she could without falling. “I’m sorry, Crystal. I’ll have you fixed. I promise.” She was about to reach for it when the pendant was suddenly absorbed into the crystal. Ghost shook herself. Unable to believe what she just saw. Why would the pendant do that? Her thoughts were interrupted as the crystal was brought up through the shaft.

I best go then, Ghost thought. She waved goodbye to Sidetec and went on her way. She managed to reach the catacombs. She looked around to make sure she wasn’t followed. When there was no sign, Ghost plucked a thread. In a matter of minutes, the Ascendency gathered in a flash.The face used to frighten her but now it was a face of a dear friend that she must say farewell too.

Friend Ghost...Ghost...Ghost. The Ascendency said. What brings you here? Here? Here?

“I’ve come to say goodbye, dear friend!” Ghost answered. “I’m going away.”

Whatever for for for?
“Yesssss!” Said an all too familiar voice. “What encourages you to say goodbye?”

Ghost felt her heart sink. She slowly turned around. A gasp of horror escaped from her mouth. In front of her were the lords of the crystal. They all had grim expressions on their faces. A sense of fury hanging above their heads. Lanterns in their hands. As for SkekSil, the Chamberlain held a smug expression on his face. Like he won a game. “E-Emperor...How did you find me?”

“Chamberlain saw you sleeping with Arathim.” SkekSo explained. “He told us about it. We didn’t want to believe it, but we all decided to see it for ourselves.”

“Ghost…” SkekTek said. “How long have you been doing this?”

“I-”
“You see everyone?” Chamberlain cut Ghost off. “Ghost no care about us. Ghost is traitor! Allied to Arathim! She want power!”

“No!” Ghost shouted. “That’s not it!”

Ghost! You brought them here here here?! The Ascendency growled. Fury in their eyes.

“I didn’t! I made sure I wasn’t followed!” She looked at the lords. “I don’t want a fight! We all belong to Thra! I know both sides have done horrible things, but I thought we can make peace somehow.” Her arm was snatched by SkekOk.

“Aiding our sworn enemy will help no one!” The ScrollKeeper shook his head as he tightened his grip. “I can’t believe you would do this to us, Ghost! After all these years! After everything we did for you!”

SkekVar walked forward with his sword. “I’m ending this here and now.”

“No don’t! They’re my friends!” Ghost pleaded.

You’re no friend of ours, Gelfling Gelfling Gelfling! The Ascendancy hissed.

Ghost felt her heart break. The pieces fell to her stomach. Without thinking, she broke free of ScrollKeeper’s grasp. A loud rip hung in the air. She pulled out her dagger. Unaware that ice was crawling out of her hand and onto the weapon. Ghost got between SkekVar and The Ascendancy. With every strength she had, she lifted her dagger to block the blow. The two weapons met. The impact caused everything to shake in the cavern. A burst of fire rang forth with a sweep of Ghost’s hand.

“What the-” SkekZok said.
“Retreat!” cried SkekSo.

Ghost was barely registering what was going on. She briefly looked into the faces of SkekTek and SkekLach. Both of them held sorrow and disappointment that hurt her more than being hit with a vase. Then, just ran as she heard The Arathim also running away. Ghost soon found herself also moving into the darkness. Her hands flailing in the random tunnels. She yelped as skin grazed by rock. She tumbled and found a light that led her to a setting sun. Her mind still whirled as she continued on.

By the time she went deeper into the forest, Ghost noticed dark clouds gathering. She sat down in a small nook formed by rock. Her heart hammering as she finally understood what had happened. “I’ve...lost everyone...I’ve lost my home. Everyone’s mad. The Arathim hate me because I’ve led the Skeksis right to them.” Just then, she heard a rustle from a nearby bush. Her eyes widened in fear.

To her relief, it was Grumble and Fearless. The two Fizzgigs rolled over to her. Grumble nuzzled into her lap while Fearless looked at her with a questioning gaze. It was as if they knew what happened, but still wanted to know why.

At that point, Ghost couldn’t stay strong anymore. All the bullying, ridicule and pain from the other Gelflings. Now, her home is gone. Her family is gone. All the friends she’s made are now gone to. All in just three days. She cried. Tears streaming down her face as she laid on the ground. Her wailing reached up to the sky. Almost as if Thra’s pain was in tuned with hers. Suddenly, it began to snow.

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Ghost woke up the next morning as dawn reached her. She wished she couldn’t. A cold sensation touched her skin. She slowly got up and soon realized what caused it. Her eyes widened at the sight of white before her. “Snow?” Ghost said. “In the springtime?” She dusted off the snow as Grumble and Fearless shook the snow off their fur. Her heart ached as she got up. Then, she remembered what happened yesterday. The betrayal. The rejection from The Ascendency. SkekTek and SkekLach’s expression.

Tears began to well in her two colored eyes. “What do I do now?” She said.Her voice crackled as she spoke. “I...lost my home. Everyone is angry with me. I...didn’t mean for anyone to fight. I just want everyone to get along.” She sobbed. Her whole body shook with each sob. Ghost tried her best to wipe her eyes. “Rian...Ordon...Gurjin...Mira….Orchid...Shield...Tek...I’m sorry. So sorry.” Ghost was nearly knocked over by Grumble. The little fizzgig licking her tears. “Thank you, Grumble.” It was a small moment where she finally knew what to do. “I’ll go find Ekty and bring him to the nearest Gelfling village. Then, I’ll join my mother and father.” She knelt to set him down. Ghost only walked a few steps until Grumble leaped back into her arms. “No. You can’t come with me.” She set him down again.

However, each time she walked, it got harder. Fearless soon joined in the frustration. Both Fizzgigs hopped up on her. Fearless on her back and Grumble in her arms. “No! You’ll-Gah! Get hurt. They’ll hurt you! Please!” Ghost slipped on a patch of snow, causing her to fall on her back. She looked up at the sky for a moment until the two Fizzgigs stared back at her. “Ok,” Ghost huffed. “You win. But stay close and don’t bark too much!” With that, she got up and walked on with two stubborn furballs behind her.
-------------------(Back at the castle)------------------------------------------------------------------------
The halls were eerily silent. Word about what happened with Ghost and the Lords of the crystal spread like fire. All the guards looked on in dismay. The Podling servants were sad that one of their dear friends was gone. As for the Lords, SkekSil was the only one happy with this arrangement. Rian and Gurjin were only met with stares of anger and sympathy as they passed the halls. Everyone tried to continue with their usual business despite moving at a painfully slow pace. Silence just simply hung in the walls.

This morning, the Skeksis ate quietly. They didn’t even bother with music at this point. SkekSil ravenously gobbled whatever was on his plate. SkekAyuk was only staring at the seat that SkekEkt would normally sit. SkekLach stared at his plate. SkekTek absent-mindedly fiddled with his plate. SkekVar and SkekZok stared at the Emperor who was deep in thought.

SkekSil looked up from his plate. He whimpered at the sight of his fellow Skeksis. “What the matter friends?” He said. “We are rid of threat. Ghost gives no harm to us or to our rule.”

SkekAyuk growled at the Chamberlain. “Have you not forgotten that Ornamentalist is still out there?! Kidnapped by a bunch of savages?!” He threw his fork at the whimpering Skeksis. “Ghost’s antics in the castle may be unforgivable but she’s no threat to us.”

“There’s no telling what they’ll do to him.” SkekZok said.

“So far there have been no reports.” SkekVar said. “I’ve already sent some troops to explore every corner of Thra. SkekSa and the Sifa are observing the castle as carefully as they can.”

“Anything else to discuss?” SkekSo asked. Silence was the only answer he received. “Very well...As for Ghost, we should keep an eye on her whereabouts.”

“Why?” SkekLach asked.

“Despite what Chamberlain said, Ghost is still a threat. She knows things around the castle. She’s been the closest to us and has been around Aranthim. She must be caught and pun-” His words were cut off by a scuffing of a moving chair. He looked to see it was the Scientist.

Scientist was visibly distressed. His golden eyes seemed to grow with anger and sadness. “Apologize…” He said. “I must attend to some matters.” He bowed and left. It wasn’t long until SkekLach and SkekVar silently got up from their chairs. Their steps echoed in the halls. Leaving nothing but confusion to the rest.

“What ate them?” Chamberlain asked.
---------------------(Rian’s chamber’s)------------------------------------------------
Rian laid in bed for the rest of the afternoon after he did his guard shift. His stomach and heart turned to stone. After hearing the word about Ghost being allied with the Aranthim, he just couldn’t believe it. He and his father told the stories of how these heartless creatures nearly wiped out the Stonewood Clan. She would always cry at those horrors. He sighed. He turned to one side and reached for his favorite weapon when he noticed a piece of paper sticking out. He pulled it out. “What’s this?”
--------------------(SkekLach’s Chambers)------------------------------------------------------------
The Collector just found himself staring at the conch that Ghost gave him. He was angry beyond belief. Betrayed. Why Ghost? He thought. Why did you do that? Why would you ally with the Aranthim? Why can’t I be so mad at you? His fingers smoothed over the edges of the shell. Just hearing what SkekSil said made him just want to pound him to a purple pulp. He shifted the large sea shell on his belly when something slid out.

Curious, SkekLach picked it up. He immediately recognized it as Ghost’s handwriting. He began to read the words. Tears started to leak out.
--------------------------(SkekVar’s Chamber)------------------------------------------------------------
The General tossed everything around in rage. A Podling servant had to duck in order to avoid being impaled by an oncoming axe. He breathed heavily. His hands shook in with exhaustion. “Stupid Chamberlain! Ghost is a threat! She knows everything about us her whole life!” He flung a table to the other side of his room. It shattered into splintered pieces.

SkekVar flopped onto his bed. He started to realize that he hadn’t had sleep for an entire day. His eyes were slowly beginning to drift. Then, a scroll landed on top of his belly.
-----(SkekTek’s Lab, everyone reading the note at the same time)-------------------------------
SkekTek can’t seem to focus. He’s been going over his notes about the crystal. So far, there’s no other solution to using the crystal without endangering the lives of everyone in the castle. He thought back at Chamberlain’s suggestion to what he said about the draining. Maybe we can drain- His thoughts stopped as he began to remember Ghost’s plea. Her dainty grip on him. Her eyes wide with fright about the visions he had. Two of them included him going through some horrific events.
He couldn’t help but look over the fiery vent. The orange lava glowed brightly against the crystal. SkekTek shivered and backed away. “Ghost...I wish I can’t believe you...but…” He sighed. Then, turned to attend Sidetec. He opened his little friend’s cage when he noticed something hidden in a corner. It was a letter from Ghost. He took it out and then read it:
Dear SkekTek,
I’ve decided to go and find SkekEkt myself. After what had happened to Mira, I didn’t want to lose anyone else. You all mean the world to me (except SkekSil). I wrote this letter in case I don’t come back. I know you’ll worry about me, but each day here would mean pain for Ekty. He’s alone and afraid. I can’t let that continue. Please be brave for me, SkekTek. I know you're wonderful despite what everyone else thinks. I love you.

You’re faithful friend and servant,
Ghost
SkekTek lowered his note down. His chest began to curl tightly. He pulled out Sidetec out of his cage for the first time and stroked him. The little creature chirped mournfully. It didn’t take long for SkekTek to cry. Unaware that everyone else who got the letter also cried as well. Ghost. His faithful servant and friend has left them. No...Ghost was his little wonder. His special child.

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SkekSil sulked in his chambers as he was going through some papers on his desk. He couldn’t understand what was so special about that little Gelfling. She looked strange but she was annoying. Always being one step ahead of him. He chuckled as he remembered going into her chamber to check on her by the Emperor’s command. He opened the door slightly to see her asleep with a large Silk Spitter nestled at the foot of the bed. His bony hand covers his mouth before he could scream. He backed away quickly. Then, SkekSil had a new idea.

“Foolish Ghost.” He laughed. “Her heart so careless. Now all the lords hate her.” A thought of all the lords despising her made him smile. Then, he began to remember what SkekOk said about the encounters with the hunter. From what the Scrollkeeper said, SkekMal might have an interest in her. This was a cause of great concern. “What if Hunter sides with her? Rest of the Lords fear Hunter.” He got up from his desk. “Must correct problem now.”

It didn’t take long for him to find the horn that summoned SkekMal. He hadn’t heard its bleat since Ghost stumbled across it by accident. This time it would be to call Ghost’s demise. “Once I’m rid of her, everything will be back to normal. They all see!” He grabbed the handle with his thin claws and began to crank. The eerie sound vibrated out of the pipes. Loud and angry. It spread out into the Stonewood forest.
----------------(In Stonewood)--------------------------------------------------------
Ghost collapsed again for the third time. Her vision began to swim. Her limbs barely held her up. Her stomach gnawed at her. Ghost had never gone this long without food. She was always told to make sure she had enough to eat. Ghost usually did. However, being exiled prevented her from having easy access to a hot meal. “Ugh! This...is a lot...harder than it looks.” She huffed with each word.

Grumble and Fearless looked at her. They both whimpered out of concern for her. Then, Fearless rolled ahead and vanished. Grumble nestled his head into Ghost’s arm. It wasn’t long until Fearless returned. In the gray Fizzgig’s mouth, she had a small branch that had a few peach berries.

“I’m fine.” Ghost said. “I just need to sit down for a few seconds.” She was only met by nonstop licking by Grumble. She laughed. It wasn’t long until Fearless pounced on her. Her face smacked by the berries. “Ok. Ok. I’ll eat.” She instantly gobbled up two of them. Her ears perked at a hollow sound that rippled through the air.

She got up from her spot and listened. She could hear it again. Ghost looked in the direction of the castle. “The Hunter’s coming!” Ghost gasped as memory of what the stories behind the horn hit her. “I got to move. Now!” She knew she could blend in the snow, but it was already melting by spring’s breath. Ghost had been around SkekMal long enough to understand that he’s determined and might see her despite her snowy appearance. She found herself running. Her two little companions rolled after her.
--------------(Further away in the forest, earlier)---------------------------------------------------
Orchid sat on a branch of a high tree. The little Threader didn’t enjoy it when the snow was slippery as it melted away. She gazed at the Castle of the Crystal. Her mind thought back to what happened in the catacombs. She and Shield ran with the rest of the Ascendency. Unable to find Ghost in the madness and finding the opportunity to run for their lives. Once they arrived in a grotto, Orchid and Shield explained that what happened wasn’t Ghost’s fault. It only ended with an exile from their own kind. Ghost...The Threader said with a whimper. I’m so sorry. Wherever you are…

Shield climbed up the tree with ease. He looked at his small friend. There you are. He said. I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to find you in all of this snow. Good thing it’s melting though. His eyes softened. If Aranthim could be able to shed tears, Shield would have made a river. I know...I miss her too. She’s been our only real friend and we got her in trouble because we got careless. He paused. I just wish we could met her one last time, but by Thra it’s not as if answer can flutter down from the sky! On cue a familiar grey bird landed abruptly in front of them, causing Shield to lose his footing for a moment. It was four times as big as Orchid.

Hello. The bird chirped. You friends of Ghost?

Orchid nearly jumped. You speak Aranthim?!

Yes. Where I come from, we learn fast or die fast. The bird tilted his head. Sorry if I rude. What name you go by?

Orchid fiddled with her front legs. I..I’m Orchid. He’s Shield. Then, she shook herself. What a minute! I remember now! Ghost mentioned you. You’re a Bladewing!

Name’s Razzzonie, but call me Razz. So, where Ghost live? Want to give this. Razz lifted up his right leg to show as strange object. It had a few strands of black fur, a fang and a grey feather tied with a thin string. Bad things been up to as of late. Elctor want Ghost have this to protect from enemy.

Shield sighed. She used to live over there. He pointed to the castle. But...Something happened….Her...Lords found out about her friendship with us and tried to kill us all.

"You say Beakies hurt her!" Razz growled. His feathers jutted out slightly and turned into sharp metal spikes.

Beakies? Orchid and Shield asked in unison. They looked at each other. Suddenly, they heard a loud bleating. Their attention turned to the castle. Something about that sound made them turn cold. Orchid was the first to speak. I’ve only heard that sound once but, I don’t know what that means. She backed up as a veil of grey feathers were placed in front of her.

Let’s go find out then. Razz smiled. His eyes beamed with eagerness. His feathers softened and looked gentle.

Orchid hesitated. But! They’ll have more guards patrolling the castle!

For Aranthim, yes. But not for Bladewings! We great thieves and sneakers. Well...until Ghost sprung Razz and took glasses.

Orchid thought for a moment. Ghost saved her life and cared for her even if she was Aranthim. She only wanted to comfort her after that loss. It was because of the white Gelfling that she learned to hug and write. The only reason why she’s in trouble was because Orchid forgot about the cunning SkekSil. She knew he hated Ghost, but never thought he would go to that length of betrayal. If she wanted to help Ghost now, there was no better time. Ok, She said. Let’s go. She crawled up the smooth back and braced herself as Razz took off.

Hey! Shield cried out. Wait for meeeee! He slipped on wet bark and fell hard onto the ground.
----------------------------------(Inside The Castle of The Crystal)-----------------------------------
SkekSil slinked through the throne room. The crystal still hovered over the shaft of fire below. Dark and purple. Empty, he thought. Good. His heart nearly stopped when he saw SkekMal appear across from him. He should’ve figured that SkekMal would be fast enough to reach him in a matter of minutes.

“Chamberlain,” The Hunter rumbled. His voice still held that air of animalistic power. Yet his presence still commanded that as the Lord of the Crystal of Truth.

“Hunter.” SkekSil said in a formal tone.

“What is my prey?” The Hunter asked. His green eyes sparked with a sense of eagerness. How he lived for a hunt. A challenge that gives him a rush.

“A white Gelfling. Ghost.”

“What?” SkekMal shook his head. Understanding what he just heard.

“Yes. Our previous servant. She traitor. Allied with Aranthim.”

SkekMal growled viscously. He stalked over and grabbed SkekSil by the collar. “You dare lie!? She made it very clear of her loyalty to us!”

“She-She lie!” SkekSil gasped. “Even slept with a Silk Spitter! Said so herself. I was there! Emperor too! All lords saw it!” He fell down as SkekMal’s grip loosened on his collar. “She wanted power the moment she learned what she could do with it! Don’t tell me you’re fond her after just meeting her a few times?!”

SkekMal was silent for a moment. Ghost was a bizarre Gelfling. She took on a giant monster. Cut a strand of hair for him. He felt his claws touch her token. The soft strands slipping between the digits. Her eyes always held some form of truth. However, SkekSil was never this foolish enough to lie. If it is true… “I’ll hunt her down. Remember, she’s my trophy now. DON’T interfere.” He held out the token before leaving.

SkekSil bowed. “I knew you’d understand. Happy hunting.” With that, he turned with a grin on his face. Looks like Ghost meets death one way or another. Hunter will be her undoing, he thought. He whimpered once more. Unaware that a bird, a threader and a Stonewood Gelfling had heard the entire conversation from above.
-----------------(Back in Stonewood)----------------------------------------------------------------------
Ghost tried to move as fast as she could. Her stomach aches from not having enough time to digest the peach berries she’s eaten. All she could think of is the Hunter. No doubt SkekSil told him what happened. The fierce Skeksis will hunt her now. She’s sure of it. No more strange sparkles in his green eyes. No gentleness of his touch. Just the cold teeth of his blades.

Suddenly, Ghost tripped on a root and fell in some mud. It stung. “Ow.” She gasped. “No! Wait.” She began rolling around in the mud. Her Stonewood clothing turned into a deeper shade of brown. Her snowy skin and hair thickened by the sludge. She didn’t like the sensation but if it would keep her scent off, it should work. “No doubt he’ll use his nose to find me.” Ghost got up and slicked away the muddied hair from her face. She grabbed a nearby branch and raked the mud to hide the tracks.

As her feet got onto firm ground, Fearless started barking. Grumble merely whimpered in fear. Their faces toward an unseen veil of trees. Ghost picked them up. She shushed Fearless. “Fearless be quiet! The Hunter will find-” Her words were cut short when she heard a blade whizz through the air and hit the ground with a thunk. She looked down to see a large dagger that was almost long as her arm was stuck to the ground. “By Thra…”

Ghost’s uneven eyes gazed into the shadows. She could hear light movements. Her heart hammered hard in her chest. She found herself wheezing. Her body shook. She started to run. Her legs moved with whatever energy they had. Hands squeezed into Fizzgig fur. Feet pounded on the ground as Ghost tried to find a path that would lead to a hiding place. She soon came across a tree that had a hollow entrance. Ghost tossed her thin frame into it. She climbed further up. Grumble and Fearless on her back. Her breath fought to stay calm.

With every courage she could muster, Ghost took a peek from a small crack in the bark. She saw SkekMal was a little too close to the tree. His green gaze pierced through the vegetation. His skull vibrated as his nose sniffed. As he turned his head toward her hiding spot, She shifted to avoid being seen. Her hands clamped over Fizzgigs’ mouth to prevent sound. Her ears twitched as she heard the more sniffing. As heavy footsteps began to move away from the tree, Ghost slowly moved back to the hole. It looked clear. She slowly moved her hands off of them. “Stay”, She whispered. Ghost slithered down the hollow entrance. She slowly poked her head out.

Ghost turned her head to each side. She let out a sigh of relief. Unaware that SkekMal was right behind the tree. Claws clamped on her hair, pulling her toward him. Her gaze was focused on the bony helmet. She could feel fury in his grip and gaze. Her breath went up, wheezing. Her throat tightened. Her heart pounding. “Skek...Mal…”

He looked up and down at her muddied form. “Clever.” He growled. He then slammed her into the ground, making her gasp. He pulled out a blade and pressed it against her throat. His other hand pinned her arm. “Most of my prey would never think of hiding their scent from me. Should’ve figured that living among us, you’d know these sort of things. Especially to give power to the Aranthim!”

“What?” Ghost squeaked.

“Don’t lie! The Chamberlain told me of your betrayal! You’ve sided with the enemy and have been waiting for the right opportunity to strike!”

“I-” Her words were cut off as the blade was pressed against her.

“Enough!” He lifted the blade above his head. “Time to claim my trophy!” He was about to deliver the blow when he felt sharp teeth clamp hard around his wrist. He looked up to see that a grey Fizzgig had her jaws clenched onto his arm. He shook fiercely. The creature wouldn’t let go. He took another blade with his secondary arm. SkekMal suddenly felt a piercing sensation and his arm suddenly felt cold. He took a moment to gaze down at an arm covered in a sheet of ice.

Ghost was slightly shocked at this but used it as an opportunity to slip under his grasp and ran. She grabbed Fearless as Grumble hopped onto her back. I got to get in the air, she thought. Her wings flared out. The light catching the glittering silver of her pattern. With every ounce of her strength, she jumped into the air. Ghost fluttered higher and higher. Her body still screamed at her to stop. She turned to the direction of the Caves of Grot. Ghost never asked much about his hunting but figured he doesn’t spend too much time there.

She kept huffing. Her heart now occupying her head. Her vision started to spin. She had to keep going. Suddenly, she saw a flash of silver pass by her. Narrowly missing her abdomen. She could now see The Hunter trying to climb up the trees. No doubt ready to throw another dagger at her. Suddenly, she saw a flash of steel grey attacking him. Ghost didn’t know where or what it is, but it picked a good time to come. Suddenly, she saw the blade coming back down to the forest. She snatched it, took a moment to aim then threw it back. Hoping that it would only pin down his clothing.

A cry was heard, but there wasn’t enough time to check. She continued flying on. Ghost soon realized how high she flew now. The entire forest was below her. Even SkekMal was starting to become too small to see. The castle was now a small figurine made of stone. Further ahead, Ghost could see the Silver Sea, Ha’rar, the marsh, Sami Thicket, the cave entrances of Grot and the Crystal Desert. It was so beautiful. How she wished Rian and the others could see. Suddenly, her heart acted out on her. She grabbed her chest and was soon spiraling down back to the earth. Her back to the ground, she held on to both Grumble and Fearless.

Suddenly, she felt something sticky on her back. It felt a little soft and flexible. Like rope. After a few jarring moments that almost made her throw up, Ghost looked up to a familiar Aranthim gazing at her with concern. “Shield?”

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sadness glowed in the four dark pink eyes. Ghost...What happened to you?

Ghost felt tears run out of her eyes in heavy streams. “Shield…” She sniffed. “How did you find me?” Some of the mud began to harden on her clothes. She wanted to wipe them away, but she didn’t want mud in her eyes. “I thought…”

Long story, The Silk Spitter said. We’ve got to get you outta here! That crazy Skeksis will be on us in a heartbeat if we don’t move. He used his forelegs to cut away some of his hard silk. He gently helped Ghost onto his back as the duo moved farther away into the forest. It didn’t take long before they were joined by the flash of gray seen earlier.

“Hello, friend Ghost!” The Bladewing chirped.

Ghost immediately recognized the bird. “Oh! You’re one of the Bladewings.”

His name’s Razz. Spoke a tiny voice on his back. Before long, Orchid popped her head from the feathers and jumped into Ghost’s hand. Her eyes glowed with sorrow. Ghooooosst! I’m soooo sorry! She sniffled. We should’ve looked for you after we got separated! It...must’ve been so hard. If we had just left before SkekSil- Her words were cut off by Ghost stroking her back.
“It wasn’t your fault. I was the one who got careless. SkekSil had always hated me from the get-go. It was only a matter of time before he found an excuse to kill me. Though Hunter shouldn’t be involved in that petty hate.” Ghost gently nuzzled against the Threader. “Let’s head to the Caves of Grot. I don’t think he’ll chase us there.”

But we can’t go back! Shield said. We’re exiled. Remember?

We’re already exiled from the Ascendency, Orchid said. We’ve got nothing left to lose.

A heavy silence hung in the air, save for the sound of scuttling legs. Then Shield sighed. He soon went into the direction of where the caves are.
--------------------------(Coast of Silver Sea, Brea)-------------------------------------------------------
After going through all the books to understand the symbols, Brea consulted with the librarian. It wasn’t too hard since her mother and sisters are currently facing concerns involving one of the lords missing and a traitor in the castle. He reluctantly gave the information about where and who to discuss the symbols with. It wasn’t long until the librarian joined her on her journey to the dangerous Sifa clan.

The Vapran princess stepped into a tent where one of the elders lived. She looked around but could only find lavishly soft pillows and cushions. “Hello...Anyone here?” Brea listened to the silence. Then, she nearly jumped at an older Gelfling with traditional red, curly hair. She noticed that his eyes went cold at the sight of the librarian Standing next to him was none other than Onica.

“I’ve been expecting you. The name’s Elder Cadia.” He gestured his arm toward Onica. She bowed as he introduced her. “This is Onica. My apprentice.”

“Pleased to meet you, Princess Brea.” The soothsayer said. She walked over to a tray.

Brea looked at him curiously. “How did you know we were coming?”

“I’m a soothesayer, princess. I can see things ahead of time. I’m not one to forget these things.” He glared at the librarian. “Either he goes, or I won’t help you.”

Brea was about protest when the librarian gently touched her arm. “Don’t worry princess, I’ll wait outside. You go find your answer.” He looked firmly at Elder Cadia. “No tricks, Cadia.” With that, he left.

Elder Cadia sat down in his chair. “Sit princess. You must have had a long journey.”

“Thank you.” Brea sat down. She readied her bag of glittery blue stones in her pocket. She knew the Sifas would never do service without being paid.

“So princess, what can I help you with?” Elder Cadia asked. “Need a potion to make a young Gelfling notice you? Or maybe an oil that will make your hair shine?”

“My hair is fine. Thank you.” Brea said. She pulled out her notebook. Her fingers holding the pages of the symbols she drew. “Can you tell me what these symbols mean?” She stiffened when Onica gasped.

Elder Cadia looked hard at the image. “I see something special in those images. A grand fate awaits us in Thra.” He gestured to Onica to bring over a tray. “Nullroot creates an easy entry to the dreamspace. The ethereal world that connects us to Thra.” He poured tea into two cups. Then, grabbed the bag and poured the powdered Nullroot into her cup. “Drink this and you’ll find the answers you seek.”

Brea held up a hand. “Wait. Before I do that I must give you my payment.”

“Payment?” Elder Cadia raised a brow.

“Of course. Sifas never work for free.” Suddenly, Brea dropped her bag. Bright blue stones scattered on the table. “Oh! I’m so sorry!” She watched as Cadia and Onica bend down to pick them up. Then, carefully as she could, she swapped the drinks with ease. Once Elder Cadia got up, they performed a toast. Brea drunk her tea. She observed Cadia.
A weird sparkle appeared in his eyes. “So...um...What was it you needed help with?”

Brea repeated her question. “What do these symbols mean?”

“When I gaze upon them, I see the end.” He ignored Brea’s gasp. “Something dreadful is coming to Thra and it could end us all.” He was silent for a moment. “Did you drink your tea?”

Brea shook her head. “No but you did.” She couldn’t help but feel smug at the elder’s shocked face. “Guess prophets don’t know everything. Nullroot doesn’t help you with the Dreamspace. It makes you forget. Why did you want me to forget?”

Enraged, Elder Cadia lunged at Brea. He kept yelling at her to forget. His grip firm on her arm. His shouts were mixed with Brea’s protest. It wasn’t until Onica finally stepped in. He felt a sharp pain in the back of his skull. He passed out on the floor.

Onica leaned over him. “She said let go.” The Sifa looked at Brea. “I’m sorry about that.”

Brea looked at her confused. “Why did you help me?”

“What Elder Cadia saw as the end in those symbols, I saw the beginning. I saw the signs. Storms appearing. Sand where sea used to be. Thra is dying.”
“Dying?” Brea gasped. Her eyes widened in shock.

“Life, Death, begin, end. There are all the same. Right now you are part of the change that is coming to Thra. A new clan will arise like one we’ve never seen.” She placed her pot back down. “I’ll help you. Before I move with the tides, you must find the treasure that your mother always keeps. Then, you’ll find your answer.”

“Thank you.” Brea said. Suddenly, she heard a grunt. She looked to see Elder Cadia rise up. Brea prepared for the worst. Then, nothing happened. “Um...hello?”

“Hello!” Elder Cadia said cheerfully. “Who are you? Who am I?”

Onica stared in amazement. “It seems you’ve erased Elder Cadia’s memory.”

Brea groaned. Her hand touched her face. “I’m in sooo much trouble.”
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Ghost was starting to feel a little better. Sitting on a rock, she took a moment to register what had happened. She munched on some bigger peach berries that Shield managed to grab while they were running. The white Gelfling listened once they arrived at the entrance to the caves. From Shield and Orchid’s exile to the conversation SkekSil said about her. Her heart burned with sorrow and sadness. She swallowed the last of the peach berry and looked at her Aranthim friends. “I’m sorry that happened. The Ascendency had no right to banish you because all three of us were tossed into SkekSil’s twisted game.”

Razz raised his feathers. “How I like to smack’em. They don’t know what good friends you are even if a tough buggy bit’em.” He sniffed. His statement was soon agreed by Fearless and Grumble.

Ghost giggled. “Thank you Razz.” She paused for a moment as a thought came to her. “So, how do you remember me? Forgive me if I don’t recognize you.”

“That ok.” Razz said. “We Bladewings get that alot. You tackled me when Razz snatched glasses.”

“Oh! You’re the one that cut my hand when I tried to get it from the beak.” Ghost bowed her head. Her cheeks turned red. Then, she felt something sitting on her lap. She picked it up to see it was a tooth woven with fur. “What’s this?”

“Life charm.” Razz said. “Will protect you.”

Ghost then hugged him. She was soon shocked at how soft the feathers were. It was like hugging a cloud. Her arms could feel every bony dent in his body. She gently set him down. Ghost sighed. Her eyes looked up at the caves. I think I should use some of these tunnels. She thought. It should help me from being seen by SkekMal or anyone else. Suddenly, she heard some muttering further down the cave. Ghost got to her feet. Her ears twitched.

She stared at the darkness. Her eyes adjusted to the lighting. “Something’s down there.” She whispered. “I’m going to take a look.” She took a few steps before she turned around to see everyone following her. “Wait! What if the ones who attacked Mira are here? They might kill you.” Her arm tickled as Orchid crawled up to her shoulder.

Which is exactly why we’re going with you. Orchid set herself down with a soft huff. Bracing against the mud.

Ghost sighed. “Alright. But stay close. If anything else happens, run.” She watched as Grumble and Fearless hopped onto Shield’s back. Then felt Razz perch on her shoulder. Her eyes continued to focus on the growing darkness as she continued further. With each step the muttering got louder. The voice was starting to become familiar. She started to see a bright, lavender purple light leaking into the tunnel. Her steps grew quiet as she saw a shape looming over the light. It was none other than the emperor, Skekso.

She turned back to the others. “Get down.” Ghost leaped to the nearest rock she could hide behind before SkekSo looked up. After a moment, she peeked her head from behind. She sees SkekSo waving his staff around a purple and black aura that was leaking out of a crack. Her mind started to pick up a foggy memory of a dream that she had before. Where have I seen this? She thought. Was it some sort of vision? Suddenly, her head started to hurt. A gasp of pain escaped her throat. Her eyes vanished to dark places. Laughing Skeksis. SkekLach dead. SkekMal and SkekVar turned to dust. Gelflings dying left and right. SkekSo dead and decaying in his bed. Then, SkekEkt looming over her with a pained expression on his face. His body is riddled with deep cuts. Finally, Deet and Hup fight off a dangerous enemy. Ghost was soon back to reality. Razz, Fearless and Grumble laying on top of her arms and legs. Orchid on her head with a thin piece of silk over her mouth. It didn’t take long for the Threader to realize this and immediately got it off of her.

Ghost slowly got up. Everyone backed away slightly to give her space. Her mouth felt raw. Then realized that she must have been screaming upon seeing those images. She looked over the rock. SkekSo was nowhere to be seen. Her heart sank. “We got to go!” Ghost hissed. “We’re not safe here.”

“Go? Whatever for? You’ve arrived at the most perfect time.”

Ghost felt her heart sink. She slowly turned around in time to see SkekSo looming over her. Normally, she would be so happy to see this face. Now it just gave her a sense of dread and fear of what he would do to her friends. She tried to move her hand away to get them to move back. Ghost yelped as she felt claws clamp hard on her arm. She tossed Orchid away from her. “SkekSo...What are you doing here?”

SkekSo leaned closer to her. His silver beak cover inches to her face. “It’s Emperor to you, traitor.” He growled. “I was about to ask you the same thing.”

Ghost swallowed hard. “Did you not get my letter? I’m going to find SkekEkt.”

SkekSo let out a hollow laugh. “You think that you could win us over by retrieving Ornamentalist so you can take over my empire?!” He swung his staff hard.

Ghost fell hard. She could feel blood on her mouth. Her ears rang. Her vision spun for a moment. A burst of pain erupted on the right side of her face. She tried to raise her hand to stop everyone from attacking, but could see Razz screeching and shouting at the Emperor. The poor Bladewing was smacked to a wall. Shield and Fearless tackled him only to be tossed aside and narrowly avoided a fall into the Darkening. To her relief, they quickly crawled away from it. Ghost got back up on her feet to face SkekSo again. “Your Empire is dying! Don’t you see the Darkening...Wait! The crystal...You knew about it didn’t you? SkekTek told me that you claimed-'' She glared at him. Ghost quickly snatched the cover from his face before he would be able to stop her. She gasped so loudly that it echoed. Before her was a beak that was rotting away. This time the tears rained down her eyes. “You liar! You knew about this the whole time didn’t you! You’re going to cause the deaths to all your fellow Skeksis, the Podlings and the Gelfling! Everyone will die because of you! Don’t you even care?!”

“No!” SkekSo roared. “I’ve never cared about your pathetic race, my men or even a pathetic whelp like you! Better yet, NONE of us care about you!”

At those words, Ghost felt her heart shatter like glass. Was it true? Did none of them care? SkekTek? SkekLach? Var? Ekty? Her whole body vibrated at those words. Suddenly, a strange sensation came over her. Something primal. Ancient. A blaze that was ready to fire. Instinctively, she grabbed SkekSo’s staff.

“Let go!” SkekSo roared. “I’m the Emperor! I rule all of Thra!”

“If you’ve ruled for Thra for as long as you did,” Ghost growled back. Her eyes brightened into a bright blaze that even surprised SkekSo. Her mind flashed back to the All Muadra. Her concern over her subjects as well as for Ghost despite her Grotten heritage. Muadra Fara who accepted Ghost as a member of her clan. Then to Maudra Argot who took the time to give her answers. “You would know by now that a leader does what best for Thra! I know that this-” She yanked the staff hard out of his grasp. “Is best for everyone!” With one swing, she hit it against a rock. The staff shattered into a million pieces.

Suddenly, the purple aura pulsated. It began to leak out. Shield immediately ran out, carrying on his back. Ghost turned to Grumble, Orchid and Razz who regained his breath. “Get out now!”

What about you?! Orchid protested. Before she could do anything, Ghost scooped her up and tossed her to Razz. She called out to Ghost as she was carried away. Her small voice deafened to the roar of the crumbling cave.

Ghost saw a wild lightning bolt heading straight for SkekSo. Without thinking, she pushed him away. It struck her heart. She could feel her skin wanting to rip away. Her mind is a whirlwind of angry and dangerous thoughts. Then, Ghost felt two beings next to her. She turned to protest but realized that she was surrounded by darkness. Two large creatures stood before her. The very same ones that bit her. “Who are you?!” Ghost grabbed her throat. Her voice sounded hollow and menacing. Nothing like her.

The blazing cat talked first. “We are the elemental spirits.” His voice sounded wary as the first time she’d seen him. Yet, the breathing wasn’t as shallow. “Forgive us for that assault but we didn’t have much time. We can help you save Thra.”

“Why should I trust you?” Ghost asked. “You appear out of the blue. Bite me. Gave me some weird power that is going to kill me. Now you want to help me with-this?!” She spread out her arms wide to prove a point.
“The Shadow Madness is only getting worse.” The ice wolf said. He took note of Ghost’s confused expression. “It’s what you call The Darkening. Only you have that power. You have a strong will. We’ll help you but in time you’ll have to do our given power.”

“What? What do you mean?” Ghost found herself more confused than ever. Everything is just a strange blur. The Darkening. The truth of the crystal’s corruption. Her exile. If this would help this madness. “Tell me what to do.”

“I can be of assistance with that.” Spoke a familiar voice.

Ghost turned around. She gasped as a large shadow now loomed over her. “Elctor! What are you doing here?!” Then she remembered what Razz had told her about the life charm. “Are you here because of the life charm you gave me?”

“No time to explain.” Elctor said. He looked at the two creatures. “I see that you two didn’t make it.”

The blazing cat nodded. Then, turned his golden gaze to Ghost. “Your soul is connected to all things. Including dark and light. They go hand in hand. You must not see the darkness as an entity you control.”

“Think of it as a beast and you have the rope.” Ice wolf said. “You can only control it for a certain amount of time before it decides to turn.” He kneeled before her. His blue eyes took on a luminescence that belonged to the moon. “Design the cage and wait for a moment to release it.” In that moment, he sat down and raised his paws. All three beasts raised their limbs and touched their claws. Rays of energy sparkled from them. A triangle formed. Their eyes glowed into three different colors. Gold, blue and orange.

Ghost found herself surrounded by a veil of colors. She reached out to them. Her hands tingled with it. She swished it left and right. It took a small image of the crystal. She shook herself. The crystal was in a lot of pain because of SkekSo. Her mind thought back to Thra. The Landstriders roaming the plains. The Aranthim crawled in the cavern along with the Nurloc. Vassa swimming in the ocean. Then, she had an idea. She could see the darkness leaking out and she began to form a shape. She made the darkness develop six legs. Long antennas that held a purple aura. Elegant wings sprouted out of its back. Moths have been part of Thra, but so have butterflies, Ghost thought. In her hand was now an enormous black butterfly. Its black wings pulsing with purple veins.

Outside the cave, SkekSo ran out of the entrance. He breathed heavily. The silver covering in his hand. A few feet away Razz and the others gathered to a rock. Orchid still shrieking Ghost’s name. Suddenly, a weird pulse rippled through. It was strange. Gentle. Cleansing. Almost as if a wave of pure water washed over all of Thra. Then, silence hung over the air. For a while, everyone took a moment to notice that everything around them was brighter and greener. The air felt pure again.

Footsteps were then heard inside the cave. SkekSo growled. Then gasped. Shield and Orchid moved slightly closer. Razz perched on Shield’s back along with the Fizzgigs. Ghost? Orchid said. Her tiny voice felt raw. Her flower-shaped body vibrated. Everyone back away slowly as a mud-covered Gelfling emerged from the cave. However, instead of her usual mismatched eyes, they were pure purple.

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Back at the Castle of the Crystal, Rian frantically ran to the chamber where his father was resting. He couldn’t believe what he heard back there. The Chamberlain asked a bone covered Skeksis to kill Ghost. Even though it hurts to think of her as a traitor for making a secret alliance to the Arathim, he still thinks of her as a sister who just wants to make friends no matter how strange they are or what species they are. The young Stonewood warrior was soon brought back into reality as he crashed right into Gurjin.

“Ow!” Gurjin yelled. He slowly got up onto his feet. “What in Thra-Rian!” He helped his friend up. “What happened? You look like you’ve seen a-”

“Gurjin!” Rian said. “No time to explain! Ghost’s in trouble!” He continued to run down the hall with Gurjin trailing behind him. It didn’t take him long to reach Ordon’s quarters. He nearly fell down again as he burst through the door. “Father!”

Ordon looked up from his latest reports. His scarred face filled with concern and age under the light of a candle. “Rian...What are you doing? You need to be back at your post.” Seeing the sheer terror on his son’s face made him stand up from the desk he was sitting by. “What’s wrong? Does it have to do with Arathim?”

“No.” Rian gasped. His throat hurts from running around the castle like a mad Landstrider. He gulped hard. “It’s Ghost! Chamberlain was talking about her and he wasn’t alone.” He pulled up his hand. “Dreamfast with me! Please! I know Ghost hurt us, but she’s still family.”

Ordon reluctantly put his hand against his son’s. Gurjin joined the duo. It wasn’t long until they reached the vision of where Rian had seen the conversation between SkekSil and SkekMal. The Hunter looked menacing. What troubled everyone was that Rian also saw that the Crystal of Truth was purple and cracked. Different from what they had seen before. Then, it flashed by to SkekMal leaving the room. They all gasped as the vision was over.

Rian’s blue eyes glowed brighter as tears brimmed his eyes. “We’ve got to save her. Maybe she has an explanation of why she was in the catacombs.” He rubbed his eyes. He was soon embraced by Ordon and Gurjin. He sobbed softly. As the Gelfling trio hugged, they were unaware that their conversation was listened to by a troubled scientist, a shivering collector and an angered general.
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After a few days of walking they finally made it to Ha’rar. Deet stared in wonder at the field of white that laid before her. “It’s just like how Ghost described it.” She touched the white surface. The Grotten shivered at the cold sensation. She giggled. “Even to the cold.” She waved to the nearest Vapran she saw, but no response. She frowned. “Well... They certainly look quite different.”

“Yeah,” Hup said. “Rude!”

Deet walked around and noticed the guards were gathered at the gate. Then, noticed a royal Vapran coming out while the farmers at the other side simply stared. Deet couldn’t help but notice that she’s a little down. So, she went over to sit next to the young Vapran princess. Hup followed. “Hello, my name’s Deet.This is Hup. I’m new here. Do you know how I can see the All Maudra by any chance? I have something important.”
Brea looked up. Her eyes widened in shock. “You’re a Grotten! I’m afraid I can’t help you. My mother is already cross with me and there’s too many things going on that she might listen to you.”

Deet gave a puzzled stare. “What do you-Oh! You’re a princess.” She got up and bowed. “My apologies. I didn’t mean to be rude.”

Brea smiled lightly. “No. It’s fine. I’m Brea. The youngest daughter of the All Maudra. If you're going to get inside, you might need to find something that allows the guards to let you in.” She turned around to make sure no one saw her. “I better go soon. I have to prepare for a journey with The Order of Lesser Service. It’s my punishment for giving Nullroot to a Sifa Elder.” Before Deet could say anything, the Vapran princess left.

Deet and Hup looked on, confused for a moment. “Well...At least she was nice to talk to me.” Deet walked over to a nearby cart and stared at her reflection. She saw her dark eyes staring back at a small mirror. “Maybe I should tidy up a bit. Change my hair…”

Hup sighed. He turned and saw a nearby boutique. The stand had many colorful dresses. Ribbons and sashes. All them that could make any Gelfling woman look like royalty. Then, the Podling paladin had a great idea. He leaned back and whispered, “Be right back.” He ran over to the boutique silently. Hup grabbed everything he could get his hands on like a thief in the night. Before the owner could spot them, he quickly ran back to Deet and had her put on the dress before anyone noticed. He smiled, satisfied with his work.

Deet looked down at herself. Her eyes widened in amazement. She wore a light blue dress that had several yellow butterflies darting around her bodice. A light blue veil hides her face well. In her hand was a fan. She looked at Hup. “How do I look, Hup?”

“Deet. Alway Be-utiful.”

With that, the duo walked up to the gate. Hup began to weave his story about Deet being a grand lady. His movements are heroic and effortless. His stance commands to be of a real paladin. Deet just simply stood silently, waving her fan gently. The silence was so great it would be cut with a knife. Then, the guard allowed them to enter the palace.

It didn’t take them long until they finally arrived in the throne room. It was just as they had expected. Grand and powerful. Sitting on the throne was the All Maudra herself. Looking exhausted after a long day. She looked up, her eyes staring hard at her paladin. “What is the meaning of this?”

The paladin bowed. Hup followed along.“Forgive me, All Maudra. This Podling and his mistress have come to give you some urgent news.”
The All Maudra was silent. Her eyes focused on her unannounced guests. Then looked at her daughters. “Seladon, Tavra, Leave us.” She also waved away the paladin and the protests from her daughters. “I would like to have a word alone with this visitor.”

With that, everyone but Hup and Deet were left with the All Maudra. Deet waved the fan in front of her face. The heat on her face became unbearable. Her mouth went dry. Even Hup was starting to look nervous and excited. The young Grotten nearly jumped as the mighty Vapran Queen spoke. “You can come out of that outfit now.”

Deet looked up at her. “I-I don’t know what you mean. I’m just a mere Vapran noble.”

All Muadra shook her head. “I’ve seen nobles before. They don’t have skin like that. Nice try though. Reveal yourself or I’ll kick you out.”

Deet held up her hands. “Please don’t do that! I merely was sent here by Maudra Argot.” She removed her dress to reveal her Grotten clothing. Her hands daintily wrapped it in a neat ball. “My name’s Deet and this is my Podling friend, Hup.” It didn’t take long for Deet to start telling her story. Her run in with a mad Nurloc. The Sentry Tree. A strange creature that nearly killed her. Her journey from Stonewood and meeting with Ghost (though she noticed the All-Maudra’s face turn somber). Finally her arrival here.

Silence hung there for a moment. The All Maudra didn’t seem to think of it as a total lie. “I’ve recently heard something a little similar from the farmers around here.” She said. “Stories of crops with purple veins and just recently there have been reports of Landstriders going crazy. Just recently, I had to investigate a broken fence of a large herd.” All Maudra thought for a moment. “I’ll look into it. However, I’m also looking into a search for the servant, Ghost. Just recently, the Lords caught her being with the Arathim. We’ll need to catch her. Be cautious.” She then looked at Hup. “When the time comes, I’ll have you made as paladin. For now, please escort Deet back home.”

Hup smile. “Hup!” He bowed. With that, Deet and Hup left with a few castle guards to escort them back.

Sometime later, the duo was making their way back to Stonewood through the Endless Forest. Deet had a soft smile on her face. She never felt so assured before. The sun on her face made her skin a brighter green. “Well she was nice wasn’t she, Hup?”

Hup nodded. He raised his spoon in a mighty fashion. Suddenly, he heard a snap. He raised his spoon and got close to Deet. He darted his gaze along the brush. A shadow jumping from bush to bush effortlessly. The Podling leaned against her. “Deet. Not safe. Need to go.” Hup gently pushed her. The duo ran from their unknown foe. Unaware that they were running straight to where Ghost was.

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SkekSo stood still. His eyes wide with shock. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Ghost had somehow absorbed the Darkening and was able to stand after taking a large blast. The Emperor growled. “No! How?”

Ghost! Orchid tried to move but was held back by Razz.She soon began to notice that the ground was beginning to rot underneath Ghost’s feet. The Threader backed away, but every part of her screamed to be back on Ghost’s shoulder. The rot spread out faster, forcing her to crawl away. One look into Ghost’s eyes made her understand. Goodbye...Ghost.

Ghost felt strange. It felt like all the dark butterflies clung to her body. Afraid to let go. She looked at SkekSo. The young Gelfling frantically clung on to the butterflies. Her thoughts of anger and sorrow rippled through their wings. I must move forward, she thought. Or it’ll kill everything in sight. As she took a step forward, she could feel her body scream. Her arms throbbing. Her heart twisting. Her ears twitched when she heard an actual scream. Suddenly, her vision blurred and revealed Deet and Hup facing off with an insidious creature that had a hood covering his face. It swung a claw at the brave Podling. “Deet. Hup.” She uttered. Ghost unfurled her wings and took to the air.

Ghost looked around. Her vision tinted with purple. Then, she caught sight of them. Her heart went hard at the sight of the cloaked figure ready to give a striking blow to Hup. She pulled out her dagger and dived down. The wind roared at her lilac hair. Her wings flattened against her back. Her arm stretched out with the dagger, now a bright purple instead of the soft blue. The ground came closer until she felt a hard impact into the attacker. She held onto his back. Without even thinking, bit into the creature. Then, she was tossed off and rolled on the ground for a moment.

Deet gasped. “Oh my goodness! Are you ok?” She took a step forward.

“Don’t come closer!” Ghost shouted. Her voice same as it was before but now had a sinister tinge to it. She held out her hand. The rot appears faster on the ground.

Deet’s eyes widened in shock. “Ghost?! Is that you-” She was suddenly scooped up by the figure. The young Grotten tried to fight him off by pounding her fists. Then, desperately pulled the hood away to reveal a mask. Deet screamed. A flash of purple light. Smoke. Deet was on the ground coughing as Hup helped her up. She looked to see Ghost held up her arm that had dark veins pulsing.

The attacker only a few feet away from the trio. The mask the cloaked attacker wore was ghostly white and sunken. Black eyes soulless. It took the bizarre shape of a Gorilla's skull. The black cloak pulled away to reveal long, thin arms. Bony fingers that were ready to snatch anything it came across. It looked to be as big as a Skeksis. “You’re an odd one.” It spoke. Its voice is nearly lifeless. The unseen eyes were focused on Ghost. “I’ve never met a purple Gelfling. Even among the seven tribes.”

Ghost growled. “How do you know about us? We didn’t know about your existence until now.”

He casually flicked a wrist. “We encountered a special source when we first arrived. Though it was annoying with those squeaky outbursts.”

It didn’t take long for Ghost to understand who he meant. Her purple eyes narrowed. Her fingers sparked with dark electricity. Her head arched and ears flicked upward. “Where is he?! Where did you take him?!”

“To our humble abode.” Then, his head tilted in a way that sparked an awful idea in his mind. “How about a small wager?”

“What wager?” Ghost growled. “The kind that’ll twist in your favor. No.” Then she looked at Deet and Hup. Her ears twitched when she heard faint footsteps. She could make out SkeSo’s and Shield’s. So far, she is standing on a dangerous deal. Ghost remembered that SkekSil was a true master of bargains and would always say things that would get others to listen to him. However, this bargain might kill or save lives. He looks as though he’s willing to make a deal, she thought. If I tell him my demand, maybe he can take me to answers and Ekty. Her violet eyes looked squarely at him. “Alright. I go with you if you don’t harm anyone. Including when we go. You look as though you might break that agreement if we started to go.”

“You...have my word.” With that, the intruder held out his hand. A heavy silence hung in the air.

Ghost took one more look around. Deet’s invisible plea. Hup trying to raise his spoon. SkekSo staring at her in disbelief. Razz perched in a tree with Orchid on a rock. Shield looking helpless. Ghost didn’t know why, but she turned her head to her left to see SkekMal staring at her through the trees. She could see questions, confusion and... fear? Did she just see a spark of fear in his green gaze? “Goodbye...Everyone.” She touched the bony hand and vanished in a puff of smoke.

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SkekMal growled as he tugged at his robe. He couldn’t believe it. A Gelfling small and weak as she was strong enough to fling his blade back at him, even at that height. With one firm tug, he ripped the sleeve of his robe. The blood red and dark blue dangle below the cruel weapon. He huffed with frustration. He pulled out the token Ghost gave him. He sniffed. The aroma of her reached his nostrils. Then, he thought of something. Why did she smell of a small fire and stronger rain? What secret is she hiding?

He tried to ignore the sensation in his heart. The Hunter thought Ghost would be easy prey. Then, went up against him like a mighty warrior. Her scent had changed. Her eyes showed a strong spark of the will to live. His steps went faster. The vision of the forest blurred. Her capability of slithering out from under his grasp with some weird power shocked him. SkekMal had never felt this excited in a long time. Harsh breathing escaped his beak. Animalistic growls erupted. Suddenly, there was a loud boom. He stopped in his tracks.

“What was that?” SkekMal said. He leaped up the tree line to have a better look. Birds flew in several directions. He cried out when he felt a shockwave that nearly caused him to fall out of a tree. His claws sunk into the bark. A wild sensation felt through him. It felt like some sort of comfort. Like a childling being held by their mother. A happiness that wasn’t prey. He took a deep breath. He closed his eyes. He could feel the warmth of Ghost snuggled deep and- No! He shook himself. “I must find her and put an end to her destruction to the Skeksis!” The Hunter pushed forward. He went deeper and deeper into the direction of the blast until he heard a scream.

His nose twitched as he smelled Ghost reappearing in a different location. He ran to it. A predator zeroing on his prey. He jumped to a hidden spot. Then, his legs froze in place before he could draw a blade. Before the Hunter was a sight that was stranger than him. Covered in a dark blue cloak, a mysterious creature was tall and had bony hands. Dug into its shoulder was a dagger, turning purple to a dainty blue. It plucked the small blade off and snatched a Grotten Gelfling. An explosion temporarily blinded him.

As the smoke cleared, SkekMal saw a skeletal mask in place where the hood would be. When it spoke, a chill went down his spine. The voice sounded hollow and lifeless. But it didn’t frighten him as much as the voice that came next.

“How do you know about us?”

“Ghost…” The Hunter breathed. His heart thundered hard. Even if the voice was distorted, there was no doubt it was hers. That same gentle voice which could calm the wildest of Landstriders. Not again! She’s the enemy you fool! He nearly jumped when she roared her demand. He found himself staring at her with intent. Listening to her part of the wager. Then, saw her gaze turned toward him. She could see his fear and emotions. In turn, SkekMal began to notice the fear, the pain and sorrow. As if tears would spill out. He raised a hand, but blinded by smoke once again. His green eyes focused on the lone dagger that laid in place of where Ghost stood.
-----------------(Rian, Ordon and Gurjin, Castle of the Crystal)--------------------------------------

The sun was starting to set. The dark halls of the castle turned into shades of dark orange and purple. Creatures in the walls scurrying around. Podling servants and Gelfling guards began to turn in for the night. All except for three. Captain Ordon poked his head from behind a corner of a hallway. His brown eyes darted around the corners. He leaned back in. “Coast is clear.”

The Captain walked out from his hiding place. He hefted his sword on one shoulder, then shifted his pack. Rian and Gurjin followed suit. The two friends carried bags as well. Each of the bags rattled with wrapped food and medicine to help care for Ghost. After their dreamfasting, the trio decided to go and look after Ghost. However, it had to later in the day to avoid suspicion. They walked down the hall as they made their way to the gates.

“Shouldn’t we use our Landstriders to look for her?” Rian asked in a hushed tone.

“They would’ve made too much noise.” Ordon explained. “Going on foot brings less suspicion on us.”

“But Ghost could be miles from here!” Gurjin protested. “She may know Stonewood, but if this ‘Hunter’ is something of a good locator then we need to find her fast.”

“Exactly.”

The trio jumped. Swords were drawn out. To their shock, they saw three of the lords standing before them. Each of them wearing a suit of armor. Scientist looked oddly eager to get out there to seize Ghost. Ordon calmly sheathed his sword. “Pardon us, General. We were merely stepping out after-”

“Save it.” SkekVar snorted. “We heard that conversation of yours in the halls.”

Rian growled. He stepped forward. “Ghost is in danger! I don’t know what happened back at the catacombs, but I’ve known her long enough to know is that she’s never shy when it comes to making friends with anyone no matter who or what they are! She always sees things as not as they are but what could be! Maybe she didn’t tell us because she loves us!” His eyes started to brim with tears as he thought of Mira and Ghost when they were together. “She’d never ask for power!”

SkekTek silently pulled out a scroll. He unrolled it. His eyes misted with sorrow. He walked forward between the General. The Scientist held it up for the Gelflings to see. “I...Know…” His voice crackled. His hand began to shake. “Scroll Keeper always said that when she writes, you could feel her emotion nonsense in it. However, I don’t see any nonsense here.” Tears went down his face. “I...want her back as much as you do.”

“Scientist! You do realize how crazy this is?!” SkekLach sneezed. His pustules oozed out. However, his eyes also glowed with sorrow and fear.

“So what?!” The blue Skeksis turned to the Collector. “We’ve known that SkekSil was jealous of her for as long as we could remember. Now, we had to listen to him while Ghost is out there possibly rescuing Ornamentalist! We must get her back before anything else happens!” SkekTek breathed heavily from his efforts not to sob. He gulped hard. “If anything, Ghost has been around us to know we have a strong sense of smell. If she’s able to hide her scent, Hunter must be slowed by that effort.”

SkekVar shook his head. “Even so, the Endless forest is vast and she had only seen Thra through the carriage. Hunter is a relentless fighter. For him, the hunt never ends. Once he has his sights on Ghost, He will stop at nothing to get her. Not even a horde of Arathim would help her. It would only be a matter of time before her heart…” The General felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He looked down. Trying to hide his mournful gaze.

Gurjin stepped forward. “We have to try!”

Rian nodded. “Gurjin’s right. Ghost would come after us at her own expense. Let’s do the same for her. I know you care for her considering what I’ve seen.”

The three lords were silent for a moment. Each trapped in their own thoughts.Then, SkekLach sighed. “Alright, Gelfling. You can tag along with us. At this rate, we’re going to need all the help we can get.” With that the lords walked down to the unoccupied halls to go find their Ghost.
-----------------------------(At Stonewood Forest, Deet)------------------------------------------------
Deet stood there motionless. She couldn’t believe what she saw. Ghost sacrificed herself to save everyone here. Her wings shook as she thought back to those claws that snatched her. They were just cold like iron. She briefly smelled death on his breath. Her heart froze. She looked up at Hup who was also stunned by this. Her dark eyes turned toward the other creatures that stood there. Her ears picked up the mournful howls of Fizzgigs and bellows of a Silk Spitter. Then, Deet heard footsteps and gasped.

Out of the shadows was a creature she’s never seen before. It looks like one of the Skeksis, but the skull on the creature’s head made it more of a monster than a lord. He knelt down. His blades swaying at his side. His face inches from the dagger that was on the ground. His nostrils twitched at the blade. His eyes focused. He picked the dagger up. “Whoever that was seems to have something to keep from tracking the scent.”

Another Skeksis, this one purple with a silver beak cover, marched over to the hunter. “SkekMal! Can you still track her?!” His black robes fluttered with every frustrated gesture he made. “She must be brought to me alive or dead!” He cried out when a rock went right to his head. His cover glowed in the bright light as he twisted his head around. He heard a raspberry and saw Hup. His blue eyes narrowed dangerously. Before he could say anything, he soon received a heavy peck by a steel gray bird.

“Don’t you dare hurt friend Ghost! You stinkin’ beaky!” The bird flared his feathers in a way that made him menacing. In his claws was a strange object that swayed in his claws. “She risked life to save you. That a necromage!” He quickly dodged a blade that the boned Skeksis swung at him.

“Don’t you dare talk to the Emperor like that!” The Hunter growled. Then, he stared in shock as well as the Emperor. “Did...you just talk?”

The bird just glared. He flew over to a nearby branch. “Yes, did talk. My name Razz and ain’t afraid of no beaky. Razz go find her with real friends.” He lifted his strange object. “If any beaky follows, Elctor give you thrashing!”

Deet walked forward. She couldn’t help but be curious about this bird. Hup followed her, but kept a close eye on the Silk Spitter and the little Threader that were also crawling over to Razz’s spot. “You know where she’s being taken?” Deet took another step forward. She took a quick glance at SkekMal. No movement so far. “Can you take me to her? I need to help her.”

Razz looked at Deet silently. He looked at his charm. If he showed them the way, it may cause problems. If he didn't...He sighed. His amber eyes focus on her. “You do realize you walk in danger right? Might incur wrath of King Neco.”

“King Neco?” said a different voice. “Who’s he?”

Razz and Deet turned their heads to the left to see three more Skeksis join the group with three other Gelflings. Two of them being Stonewood and one being Drenchen. A heavy weight of exhaustion draped over them like a thick blanket. The Skeksis were breathing heavily as if they’ve never traveled this far before. When they all looked at the Emperor, a heavy sense of tension landed on everyone like a heavy bolder.

Razz groaned. “Ok. No time for explanations. If everyone wants to get Ghost back home! Alive!” He glared at the Emperor. “Razz have Elctor fly over to BlackBone Castle. From there will need boat!”

“A boat?” asked a Skeksis who had ooze dripping out. “What do we need a boat for?” He jolted with a realization. “Wait! Are you saying-”

Razz sighed. He murmured a few words and suddenly, the object glowed. The sky above the woods darkened to a pitch black thanks to a few thick clouds. A clap of thunder made a few of them jump. Deet and Hup backed away from the trees. Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck the ground. Everyone fell backward from the shock and flung into a few bushes. In the remaining energy from the bolt stood a bat-like creature with a scorpion tail. It gave a shriek as it took its form. Ears perked to listen. Dark eyes, all six glanced around. Deet walked toward it slowly while Hup and the young Stonewood, who she now remembers is Rian, showed their weapons to the creature.

“Excuse me.” Deet walked forward before being stopped by Hup. Her dark eyes stared back at the beast. “Do you know where we can find BlackBone Castle?” Deet braced herself for a roar, but it didn’t come. The creature simply sifted the dark gaze to the sickly Skeksis. She followed it and noticed the concerned gaze on the Skeksis’ face. “You know where it is don’t you?”

The head glowed with ooze as the last brother was about to disappear from the sky. It didn’t take long for everyone to follow Deet’s gaze. “Yeah...That castle that gray birdie mentioned is actually the one I saw with Ghost back at the Silver Sea.” He fiddled with his hands.

A blue Skeksis thought for a moment. “That does make sense. The sea is vast and no doubt a great hideout. Unpredictable currents. Aquatic beasts. Almost untouchable.” He looked up. “It has to be it.”

“Then we have to get going.” Deet spoke. She was soon stopped by The Emperor.

“What makes you think you’ll rescue Ghost?” The purple Skeksis sneered. “She’s none of your concern!”

“Yes she is!” Rian shouted. He got between the Emperor and Deet. His blue eyes cold. “I don’t know what happened, but I do know she sacrificed her life to save everyone here.”

Deet looked up at the Emperor. She glanced around and saw glimmers of determination in the Silk Spitter’s eyes. “Can’t we have a small truce? Let’s get Ghost and anyone else who may be imprisoned in the castle. Can’t we just get along?”

“I agree!”

Everyone gasped. They all turned to the blue Skeksis. Shocked stares spread across. His eyes looked glazed. His back straightened. On his face was a flower laying flat against him. “Ghost never wanted power.” As he spoke, it was distorted. Almost as if he was starting to turn into a bug. “She only spent time with Arathim to see if she could forge peace between Arathim, Podling, Gelfling and Skeksis. Ghost never told anyone because she wanted to give everyone time before she was ready.” He raised his arms in defense as the second roundest Skeksis was about to attack. “Wait! I’m not hurting him! It’s my only way to talk to you I promise!” There was a slight pause. Suddenly, a sob escaped from the blue face. A tear streaked down. “I miss her. She risked everything to save us back there from the darkening.” The eyes turned cold. He pointed a finger at the Emperor. “Including you! Despite what you said to her back at the caves, she took that blast for you! You owe her your life. And I know you care for Ghost too, SkekTek! I can feel it in your mind. I’m willing to get along with you lot for her sake!”

With that, the flower moved and detached herself off. She jumped into Deet’s hand. The young Grotten quickly covered her as SkekTek tried to advance forward. “Stop it! This growling will never get us anywhere!” Deet turned to Elctor. Tears began to appear in her eyes. “Please...I know this is a lot and time is of the essence. I know that our fighting might cause trouble, but can you take us to save our friends?”

Elctor was silent. Then, he spread his wings out wide. One by one, he scooped them up and set them on his back. His ears were filled with bouts of protests as he took to the sky. The group soon grabbed the shell. Strands of black fur being lifelines to their long flight. “I saw your hearts, I shall take you to where you need to go.” In a few strokes, Elctor headed to the Silver Sea.
--------------------------(Ghost, BlackBone Castle)------------------------------------------------------
Ghost stood before the castle’s entrance. A menacing skull loomed over it. As if ready to bite down on the people walking into its dark, foreboding hallways.Columns inside had the realistic appearance of bone. She doesn’t know if the corruption of the Darkening was getting to her, but she could smell something decaying inside. Ghost could feel nothing but death. She turned to her “escort”. “Is he in there?”

“Indeed.” The figure nodded. His hood was still down. The voice is still lifeless when he answers. “He’s still of use to us. Though his emotions and thoughts are going against our king’s policy.”

Ghost held back what she was going to say next. A civilization that bans emotion and thought?! She mentally screamed. Oh SkekEkt! Mira! What in Thra are they? Her body ached viciously as she walked forward. The halls echoed with chains as they continued down. Her purple eyes see frightened shapes moving in the shadows. Ribs and gaunt limbs making skeletal monsters hidden in mud. Globes of light that reflected the dull lighting that managed to leak through. Ghost’s ears flicked as she heard a few whispers before they were hushed by the necromage. Ghost felt her body vibrate with the dark butterflies. Calm down. You can’t let the darkening get out of control. You might put Ekty in jeopardy.

A large black double door stood. Etched on them was a sinister creature. A Centipede with multiple eyes all along its long body. Something about the gaze was that of hunger. A hunger for despair and chaos. It’s nest of skull formed a ring underneath it. Ghost couldn’t help but feel as if she’s seen this thing before. But where? The Necromage knocked on the door. A hollow sound reverberated off the walls. Then, the doors opened. The dark mage simply bowed. “After you.”

Ghost was hesitant. She couldn’t see much of the throne room, but she knows something evil waits for her. She shook herself and took four steps into the room. The doors slammed behind. An unseen meeting that was about to unfold.
------------------------(Outside the Castle)-----------------------------------------------------------
Vassa swam close to the floating castle as he dared to. A whimpering bellow rumbled out of his throat. SkekSa was at the helm of the ship. The Mariner tried her best to steer while keeping her own legs steady. “Easy now, Vassa.” She said. She turned to the Emperor who was only a few feet from her. Further down the deck, the others gazed at the ship. Deet leaning against the railing to get a better look. “This as far as we go I’m afraid. You wouldn’t believe how hard it was to find this treacherous castle.” She raised a brow at Shield clutching against the railing in hopes that the poor Silk Spitter didn’t fall. His eyes nervously focused on the water. “I’m still having a hard time believing all the things you told me are true, but I want to see Jewel Eyes and listen to her side of things.”

Elctor managed to track Vassa down. How? SkekSa and the Skeksis will never know. The Emperor, Razz, Deet and The Hunter all explained the situation to her. It only made things difficult and confusing to say the least. Considering two of her passengers are Arathim. However, hearing about Ghost going after the Ornamentalist and giving herself up, SkekSa decided not to lose her chance to talk to her again.

Rian looked at the sheer wall of the castle. It was slick. The dark walls seemed to look more menacing than the Castle of the Crystal. “The walls seem to be slick with sea water. Anyone got ideas on how to reach up there?” He turned to look at Shield. “I don’t suppose you have threads strong enough to make a bridge?”

Shield gave an indignant look. Then, took a deep breath and aimed. He spat a web that gave a satisfying splat. He attached a piece of silky thread to the rails and got to work. His mind thinking of the bridge drawings that Ghost drew in one of her journals. Strong enough to climb as well as able to support heavy creatures like the Skeksis. He ignored the sensation of fear as he stared at the water. In a matter of moments, he created a thick ladder for everyone to climb. The Silk Spitter gave a smug look as everyone gawked at his work.

Gurjin leaned next to Rian. “Remind me never to call a Silk Spitter a dumb beast again.”

“Alright.” The Emperor said. He stepped up the railing as he prepared himself for the first step. “Find Ghost and the Ornamentalist. Make sure that you’re quiet.” He then turned to Ordon. “We’ll discuss more details once we’re far away from here.” The purple Skeksis grabbed the rope and started to climb. It didn’t take long for everyone else to join in on the long climb ahead.

Deet was about to fly when Rian grabbed her hand. “They might see you through the windows.” Rian said. He gestured to Razz who laid himself flat against the Hunter. “This is the closest we’ll get to a blind spot. Razz told me that this may be the only spot that didn’t have as many guards. If you fly around they might see you.” Deet silently nodded. She couldn’t help but feel her chest being warm around those blue eyes. The two started to climb up the threads.

Shield was the first to reach the hole. His heart froze. He looked around cautiously. Something about his place made him shaky. Even more shaky than the water. He leaped into the hole. The air around him began to feel sick. Every part of him screamed to run away, but he knew that he couldn't let Ghost down. Not again. Shield watch everyone crawl into the hole. Suddenly, he felt vibrations just as Deet, Ordon and Rian were just reaching for the ledge. Before anyone could stop him, Shield grabbed the trio and landed on his back as he pulled them up.

The wall suddenly snapped shut behind them. Deet gulped. Her hand squeezed Rian’s hard. Everyone’s eyes grew wide. Even Razz’s feathers raised at the mere idea that those walls could have crushed them. It didn’t take long for Gurjin to voice what everyone was thinking. “Well,” The Drenchen said. “No turning back now.”

“Yeah…” SkekLach agreed. He turned and groaned. Right in front of the group was a hallway that split into four different paths. “Problem is...Which way to go?”

They all turned to Razz. He was still perched on Hunter’s shoulder. Fear was clouding his eyes as he relieved the haunted memories. His claws deep in the robe. “R-razz only remembers going down a few halls. Mostly stuck in a cage.” His dark eyes met Hunter’s green gaze. A silver beak frowned deeply.“It true! Razz not much of liar!”

SkekTek tried to sniff the tunnels. He tried to fight off the wave of nausea that crawled into his throat. Smells of death and decay reached his nostrils. Mingled with fear and blood. The darkness gave no comfort. Even trying to take some deep breaths without gagging seemed to be a challenge. “I’m afraid we’re going to have to be in groups for this.” He turned to face them. “I can’t smell Ghost and whatever they’re doing is time of the essence! If we split up, it would help cover the castle grounds faster.” He flinched at a scrapping in the walls. “If...you could call it that…”

SkekVar grunted. “Ok. Let’s separate into groups. Each group will be assigned each a tunnel.” He turned to SkekSa. “Mariner, you’re with me and Gurjin. We’ll take this tunnel.” He pointed a claw to the tunnel furthest to the left. “Captain, you stay with your son, the Grotten and the Hunter….Take the bird too.”

“Bladewing!” Razz squawked in protest.

“Whatever.” SkekVar waved it off. Then, he turned to the SkekLach and SkekTek. His brown eyes took note of the tiny Threader sitting on SkekTek’s shoulder. “Scientist, Collector, you go with the Arathim and Fizzgigs. Make sure they don’t do anything stupid. Take the Podling too.” He ignored the indignant growl from Shield and the squawk of surprise from Scientist. “Emperor-”

“I’ll go alone.” The Emperor stated plainly. “I want to see what information we can exploit from these bizarre enemies.” With that, he went down the hall furthest on the right.

Everyone was silent for a moment. No one even attempted to stop him. One by one, the group began to disperse into the other tunnels. Hup grumbled in his language as he joined his assigned group, only through the convincing on Deet’s part.

Rian walked down the halls with his father. The Hunter walked in front of them. Mostly because he was more skilled in fighting off an ambush. Or so that is what he said. Rian didn’t trust the Hunter since that Skeksis was the one who agreed to kill Ghost. His hand grew tight on the hilt. Questions burned in his mind. Rage and fear fighting to be on the same plane. Then, those feelings started to fade by a gentle hand. Rian looked up to see Deet look at him with sincere worry. He sighed only to regret it later as the odor hit him. He cupped his mouth.

Ordon kept a sharp on Hunter, but he kept glancing around the shadows. He drew out his sword as he saw one shadow moving too close. He swung it as a warning. Only met by a rumble. He stopped as soon as he heard sniffing. “What is it Hunter?”

“I smell Ghost.” SkekMal said. “I don’t know how, but I can smell her.”

“She must be close by.” Rian said. He pulled out his sword. Deet close behind him.

Razz clacked his beak nervously. “Careful. Castle can have hidden guards. Wall proved that. Only escaped because of Elctor.” His feathers were raised. His whole body was vibrating.

Suddenly, a crackling noise echoed in the halls. The group ran to the sound. They were soon met by a shout. “What have you done to him?!” They reached a small balcony where purple lights were starting to glow. Crouching they carefully peeked over the lip of the stone railing. All jaws dropped at what they were seeing before them.
------------------(Ghost, earlier in throne room)------------------------------------------------------

Ghost looked at the throne. It was made entirely of stone. Carved to resemble large beasts. Beasts that aren’t from Thra, but another world. There were seven in the least. Each one roared out in rage as if her presence is something that shouldn’t be here. Sitting on it was the king of the invaders. He wore a mask just like those that stood next to his throne. His body wolf-like. Even his ears moved solemnly. A crown was made of bone. Dark eyes could be barely seen through the eye sockets. A long cloak with skull sewn into the cloth draped over him. Ghost tried to hide the chill that came off of him.

“So...You must be the little Gelfling that our prisoner is so ‘fond’ of.” The king said. His voice was ghost-like. Almost every word in a sentence almost took an exasperated effort.

“And you must be the ones who attacked his caravan and killed a good friend of mine.” Her words burned of anger and sorrow as she spoke. Her body twitching with the butterflies crawling underneath. She soon realized she had to be careful as the king stood. That movement alone made the chained creatures have a flash of fear in their eyes before they turn back to being emotionless. He proved that he was far taller than any of the Skeksis.

“Choose your next words wisely, Gelfling, or they’ll be your last.”

Ghost felt her heart echo against the walls. She took a deep breath, but stopped as the rancid smell hit her harder than before. “Why have you come here? What do you have to gain from this?”

“We are simply here to heal this world?”

“Heal?”

“Purge it of thoughts and emotions. Child, they are a dangerous thing. They cause nothing but war and famine. As well as the shadow madness. By riding them, we can be rid of it. And death gives that permanent release.”

Ghost gasped. “Release?! Is that what you call killing my friend against the very song of Thra?! All creatures need emotion. It’s what makes us alive!” She bravely took a step forward. “What right do you have to take that away!? You’re no god! You certainly aren’t a lord or a king despite what you claim.” Her eyes turned cold. She then turned toward the chained creatures on his right. “Why would a king that bans emotion and desires need slaves?”

The king’s ears flicked in a certain way. Almost giving a hidden concept of annoyance or rage. It was hard to tell since it was so subtle. He tilted his head down slightly. His teeth slowly being revealed beneath the mask. “How unfortunate... You sound like him. He too said such things, though in a squeaky mockery.” He flicked his claws forward. “Bring him in.”

The doors creaked open. Ghost turned to see large soldiers and creatures that resembled deformed Fizzgigs drag a misshapen shadow. Chains rattled. Their cargo was barely able to stand. As they drew closer, it was revealed to be a Skeksis’ body. The face covered by a mask that had strange swirls carved into it. Shallow breathing echoed in the halls. One of the guards removed the mask. It was none other than the Ornamentalist. His body was riddled with gashes and welts. He only wore a loincloth as his twisted body was revealed. His shriveled secondary arms hung on to the chains. His eyes were half-lidded.

Ghost found herself crying. Tears streaming. She hustled over despite the screaming in her soul. Her hands lifted, wanting to touch her mentor’s face. The fear of rot stopped her. “E-Ekty?”

SkekEkt moved. A voiceless moan escaped. Violet-blue eyes turned upward to match Ghost’s gaze. He tilted his head as if confused. Fear mingled in them slightly.He voicelessly formed the words Ghost. Then, shut his eyes completely. Head bowed.

This time Ghost could no longer hold back the butterflies in her body. She turned her body toward the king. Rage consuming her soul. Memories of the injured guards and Mira dying made the butterflies flap harder. “What have you done to him?!” She roared in a way that sounded strange. Purple energy erupted from her fingers. Her eyes flashed. A force ring of purple thorns and black butterflies filled the room. Suddenly, she heard voices.Mumble and disjointed. The statues in front of the throne turned their heads toward her.

“Give…” An Anteater-like creature whispered.

“Darkening…” Squeaked a lemur creature.

“Us…” Uttered a shark creature with manta ray wings arched. His eyes focused on her. “Give that power to us.”

Ghost’s balled her hand into fits. “Power?! Is that the only thing that everyone wants? This power is nothing but a curse. It kills! Rotting everything that it touches. Nothing but pain came from the darkening.” She tried to wipe her tears but it even hurt to lift her arm. She could hear the guards moving forward. Instinctively, she raised her hands. “If you want this power, then take it and never return! Take it! TAKE IT ALL!!!” Her voice turned into a roar as the power that she held was released.

The stone mouths opened wider. All the black butterflies flew away from Ghost’s body. A black cloud heading straight for them. The eye began to glow purple. The lightning began to follow. The ring slowly disintegrated around Ghost and Ornamentalist. Finally, all the dark energy was gone. Silence flooded the room.

Ghost stood there. Weak. Her body showed strong vapors of smoke. Her white hair gone from her head. Her cheeks hollow. Eyes turned dull. Breath weakened. Her skin was a sickly gray color. She wanted to see if SkekEkt was alright, but she could only hear the sound of her own heartbeat. The only thing she could feel at that point was someone scooping her up. Her gaze met with a familiar bony face before all went dark.

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-----(SkekTek, earlier)--------------------------------------------------------------------------
I don’t like this, SkekTek thought. The last thing I need is to be near a smelly Podling and cursed Arathim. Especially after one of them possessed me! His face was stuck in a permanent scowl. His nose burned from the scent of death, making him consider that he should rethink Podlings of being smelly after this. He could feel the Threader, who Razz introduced as Orchid, hidden under his first layers of robes on his shoulder. He tried to refrain from shuttering because it would only make ‘her’ want to crawl in another spot. It was bad enough that Grumble the Fizzgig was perched on the other side. The other Fizzgig, Fearless, rolled close to him. He looked at the Silk Spitter that went by the name Shield. Each step the large creature took was filled with fear and caution. “I hate to admit it, but I agree with him.” He whispered.

SkekLach scowled. “Blech!” He said in the lowest voice he could muster. “This smells like something di-” He stopped in mid-sentence. “Never mind. Let’s just find Ghost and get out of here. This place is making me want to throw up.”

The Podling, who the Scientist now knows is named Hup, waved his spoon around. He even had one hand pulling up his scarf to block out the smell. He tried his best to peer into the darkness and managed to avoid hitting three pillars. His spoon might be a bit of a problem if he’s going to battle. He suddenly stopped when heard something close by. A rattling of chains. A few roars and hums.

Fearless growled. The grey Fizzgig started to bark at an unknown shape.
There seemed to be bars in front of them. Before anyone could stop the little creature from getting any louder, a large foot appeared in front of the cage. Fearless was soon knocked on her back with tremendous force. Hup grabbed her before she was barking again.

SkekTek stared in pure fascination. The creature looked like a large owl. It started giving off a soft glow that brightened the room. It was soon followed by several other glows which showed all the beasts that reside in the cages. Each holding a large creature or a frightful being that might have been civilized once upon a time. The owl was big enough to blot out the moon. A light blue coloration. It wore a mask that resembled a bird-like muzzle. Dark eyes filled with curiosity and caution. “Astounding...I’ve never seen a creature this large to have that amount of bioluminescence. The way that the lights within the feathers are set up, it looks like camouflages with the night sky.” He felt a tap on his shoulder. He nearly jumped when Orchid started to move. The scientist soon focused on what needed to be done.

The Collector walked over to a strange workbench. It was littered with bones. He moved them around. Then,he found a strange box. The box was about the regular size of a Gelfling. There were symbols etched into the wood. On the top of the chest was a blue starfish. “Hey Scientist, what do you make of this?”

SkekTek, the Fizzgigs, Hup and Shield walked over to where SkekLach was. They were all entranced by the design of the box. SkekTek took a hold of it and looked closely. His synthetic claws following the carvings. His golden eyes narrowed in thought. A bizarre design. Nothing I’ve seen before. Might be at least a hundred trine. Then, he heard a noise. He watched Orchid move forward as she crawled down his arm. The little Threader was curious about what she was seeing. Even he couldn’t ignore the fact that some light peeked out of the lid.Th-thump. The two of them squeaked. Orchid ran up back to his shoulder while SkekTek made a frantic attempt to avoid dropping it. There was no doubt that something was alive in there.

Suddenly, they heard a different noise. A door being opened. Heavy footsteps echoed the halls. A hush reaching them. The lights started to dim. Chains rattled. “Hide.” Said a voice that was the closest to the group. A female. “Hide, fools. Hide. Or you’ll end up like your friend.”

SkekLach looked confused. “What is she talking about?” Instead of getting an answer, he felt his rear hit by a hard shell. He turned to glare at Shield. Before he could protest, the footsteps got louder. Followed by a blade dragged against the floor. He quickly made for a pillar.

SkekTek searched against the cells for a safe place to hide. Suddenly, he was suddenly pulled by his robe. He realized it was the bird from earlier. For some reason, he can feel the intelligence in those eyes. SkekTek tried to allow himself to be buried by feathers. They were surprisingly supple despite the condition they were in. He peeked to see Hup hiding in a deep corner of a cell that shared with several other creatures that he knew wouldn’t hurt the Podling. Shield was on the ceiling. He could feel Orchid crawl up his arm, close to his collar. His beak tightened in hopes that he wouldn’t scream.The Fizzgigs rolled behind him. Grumble whimpered while Fearless gave a low growl.

As the footsteps came closer, a figure was slightly seen through the remaining light. It was large. An outline was that of a bear with a rhino horn stuck to his head. The breathing is raspy. A sword simply scraped against the floor. It was wearing a mask. However, the smell of death was stronger coming from him. Small gagging sounds briefly heard in the group. Shield was visibly shaking at the sight of this ominous warrior. He, as far as the group could tell through the bulk, reached to the workbench. He loomed over the box as if it was his special prize.

“I know you can hear us.” He said in a gravelly voice. His claws lightly followed the carvings. “You can’t deny us your power forever. You know you’ll have to pick your host soon enough. The other two may be stubborn, but they have emotion. You do not. Our king is a worthy partner. Choose him and you’ll exist.”

“Who is he talking to?” SkekLach asked.

“He crazy.” Hup whispered. He noticed a few eyes on him. “What? It true.”

“The hearts you guard are important.” The stranger continued. “They keep his subjects in line as well as free them from their burden.” He suddenly began to sniff. His head began to whip around. He started to move around the cells. His steps are heavy and almost difficult to do. Head swaying from side to side. A large tail dragged to the floor. Heavy breathing echoed in the halls.

SkekTek could sense that they had to get out of here and fast! He reached into his robes for some of his tools that he always carried with him just in case. He peered through the feathers and found a shackle clasped on the bird's leg. He fiddled with a lock until it finally clicked. He grabbed it before it had a chance to fall on the floor. He held back a scream as the steps got too close. Then, he had an idea. One that a certain Threader wasn’t going to like. “Hey,” he whispered. His warm breath made the little creature sneeze. “Orchid, is it? Can you see if you can distract that large fellow? It would buy me enough time for me to create a bigger distraction for the rest of a castle. Even lure Ghost down here.” There was only silence. Great, he thought. Serves me right to talk to a little bug with little logic.

Suddenly, Orchid went down his robes and scuttled over to the creature.She looked up. Gulped hard. For Ghost, She thought. I’m doing it for Ghost. Not because that scaly smarty told me. In her Aranthim language, she got his attention. She squeaked as she narrowly avoided the large claws coming after her. Orchid frantically ran as fast as her legs could carry her. Hoping that it would make him chase her. The creature threw an axe right into her path. She briefly saw her reflection before turning to the assailant. Her heart thundered in her body.

“Interesting.” The horned creature said. Upon a closer inspection, his mask was bear-like. Two pairs of ears perched on top of his head. “I have a feeling that the spirits had damaged the castle, but I failed to realize that a tiny creature like yourself would care about that squeaky Skeksis. Considering what they’ve done to your kind. Little Arathim.” He lifted his head. He sniffed a bit more. Even though he was emotionless, the statement could be mistaken for smug.

Orchid stiffened. What do I do? She thought. I was to distract him, but all I did was possibly notify that there might be others here! Suddenly, a loud boom vibrated throughout the castle. To her relief, the creature looked up. Orchid saw her moment to jump. She then noticed a set of keys hidden in the fold of his cloak. She leaped over to the set. Her legs made frantic work to undo the loop that the keys were trapped in. She was only able to get them off when claws wrapped around her. She looked back into the dark, soulless eyes.

“Don’t waste your breath grabbing the keys. Your compassion is messing with you.” The creature stated. “Tell me...where are your friends?” A screech answered his question. He was pinned to the ground by a large talon that belonged to the large blue bird from earlier. His grasp loosened on Orchid, causing her to fly in mid-air along with the keys.

Heeeelllp!!! She shrieked. Orchid was about to hit the wall when she felt the metallic claws of Scientist. She looked up at him confused.
“Don’t look at me. I only did it for Ghost.” The blue Skeksis fiddled with the keys. He tilted his head as a thought came to him. “I see where you’re going with this.” SkekTek looked to see the monster rising up. He quickly began to unlock a few doors. As he neared Hup’s hiding place, he pulled out a key and tossed it to him. He was about to go for the next cell when he had to dodge the horn. His sleeve was torn by a swung axe.

The monster growled. His legs stamped the ground. He charged. Then, SkekLach knocked the creature over. “What are you two waiting for? Run!” The Collector caught a key with his claw. “What am I-”

“Unlock the cells and run!”
-------------------(SkekVar, SkekSa and Gurjin)----------------------------------------------------------
Gurjin looked around. He nearly bumped into another pillar until SkekVar grabbed him. The Drenchen turned his gaze to the armor clad Skeksis. He hardly worked with the General so it felt weird being with two lords and not working alongside Rian. He continued moving until SkekSa started to raise a hand to halt them.

“Do I smell something?” Mariner asked.

SkekVar looked at her as if it was the dumbest question he’s ever heard. “I can only smell death here!”

“Can’t aruge with that.” Gurjin agreed. He squinted his eyes when he noticed something. A light. “Am I hallucinating or is that a light coming down a few feet from us?”

The Mariner squinted her eyes to follow his gaze. SkekVar followed it. They both saw a light blue glow peeking out of the corner of the hallway they were on. It does come off warm and inviting, but...SkekSa couldn’t help but feel her feathers raise against her head. Being in this castle alone was bad enough, but looking in another room. She shook herself and pulled out her cutlass. She walked over and peered into the room. It seems to be filled with cradles. “All clear!” She whispered. SkekSa walked in slowly. SkekVar and Gurjin closed behind her.

SkekVar walked over to the nearest cradle. In it was a small form. Even in the darkness, SkekVar could see that it was a creature he’s never seen before. He lowered his nose to sniff at the children. They didn’t smell of death. It resembled a bit of a plant with some flower petals perched on its head. Suddenly, it’s eyes snapped open. The General nearly jumped and choked back a shout. His amber eyes began to notice that there was something unsettling about those eyes. They were grey orbs in the dim light. However, it wasn’t the color so much as the lack of emotion in them. “Mariner! Gurjin! Look!”

Gurjin looked at the infant that was in the cradle. He waved a hand over its face. No reaction. It didn’t flinch, giggle, cry or scream. It just simply stared at him. He backed away from the cradle and continued to look further down. He began to take note that the floor was covered in some strange silk. It crackled under his weight. When he touched it, a cool sensation tickled his fingers. Gurjin then noticed that one crib was empty but had a red stain present. The Drenchen’s blood ran cold. His mouth went dry. What sort of nursery is this?!

A clicking noise echoed through the room. SkekSa raised her cutlass high. She grabbed a nearby torch with her free hand. She raised it toward the roof. Her red eyes caught the sight of a bluish white creature scurrying away from the light. Then, she noticed one corner of the room had light blue eyes glittering the darkness. SkekSa instinctively backed away slowly. Hissing soon followed. “We’ll need to go...Now!” She said in a hushed voice.

SkekVar gasped. He started to see another pair of blue eyes. Four of them at least. They looked like Arathim, but furrier and clear as ice. He turned to see Gurjin wave his sword out. A thunder echoed in the castle. Some of the debris was starting to fall. He narrowly dodged one on his right. “Run, you fools! Run!”
-------------------------(SkekSo)-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
SkekSo pushed a heavy door with all of his might. He wheezed hard. He shifted his covering. He’d been lucky to put that thing back on before anyone saw. The Emperor thought back to what Ghost had said. The look of betrayal on her face. That expression he’d seen twice now. The first time, he’d seen it was when Ghost got caught being with the Arathim. Then, what he said to her back at the cavern. Ghost’s emotions are beyond silly, he thought. She knows nothing of running an empire. She’s just a small, useless Gelfling. Somehow, the word useless left a terrible taste in his mouth.

His blue eyes narrowed as he had a better look at the room he walked in. It was dimly lit by strings of light that seemed to be nestled in root-like structures. Each a different color of reds, blues, greens and a few whites. It still held the same smell as the other rooms he’d been to. Most of them are filled with chained prisoners. None of them understood what he said and just stared blankly at him. However, the air felt chillier in this particular room. He tugged at his robes to keep the sensation off. Then, he saw a table that had something sitting on top of the oaken wood. He walked over.

On the table was a scroll. For some odd reason, it had chains wrapped around it. What was even stranger was the fact that it felt really heavy when SkekSo picked it up. “What the-What sort of trickery is this?!” A moan was heard. He tucked the scroll away and turned to the noise. “Hello?” No one was there. “Whoever you are...Show yourself!” He nearly fell over when a strange rumble filled the castle. He couldn’t explain it, but he felt a slight tingle all over his body. Like being hugged by a gentle force. “Ghost?”

Suddenly, cracks began to appear. Then, the lights of the roots began to shift. A purple light leaked out. It took on the form of a large wolf on two legs. It began to turn and face the stunned Emperor. “By Thra…”
---------------------------(SkekMal, throne room, present)-----------------------------------------------
SkekMal cradled the little white Gelfling in his arms. She no longer smelled of death but she didn’t look well. In the dim light, she had taught skin. Her eyes closed. Her breath wheezed slightly. Her whole body burned of fever. He looked to see SkekEkt next to her. The once fashionable Skeksis laid on the floor unmoving. The Hunter faced the group. He pulled out his blades as he swung them at oncoming foes. He managed to keep them at bay, making sure that none of them touched Ghost or SkekEkt.

To his shock, his upper arm was suddenly caught in the jaws of a wolf-creature. He tried to counter with a swing of his other arm, but claws grabbed it quickly. SkekMal saw the other masked assailants walking over to his charges when Rian and Ordon jumped into battle. The two Stonewood Gelflings swung their blades at them. Rian did a fierce kick that caused one masked creature in the form of a monkey to back away.

The little Grotten, known as Deet, flew in the middle of the battle. She gingerly picked up Ghost. Setting Ghost up in a piggy-back position. She ran a few feet then turned back to the hunter. “I’ll carry Ghost. You can meet us at the door.” She continued to run with Rian close behind her, guarding the Grotten with his life.

The Hunter wanted to protest but the searing pain in his arms reminded him of what had to be done. He cried out as his arm broke in two places underneath the jaw. The claws threaten to twist the other arm. He plunged his blades into the monster, but it showed no backing down. SkekMal would’ve been impressed if the opponent didn’t have the scent of death. How it burned his nostrils. Suddenly, he heard a screech and was soon broken free from the monster. As he cradled his arms, he saw Razz flying close.

The bird panted heavily. Eyes filled with fear. “Run! You crazed Beaky! Run! King Neco will…” He was stopped short as he gazed on the king.

SkekMal followed it. The mask King Neco was wearing fell. Standing before him was something he’s never seen before. The upper portion of the head was entirely made of bone. Violet eyes flashed through the eye sockets. King Neco simply stood there. As if he wanted to know what the Hunter would do next. Something about this made SkekMal’s skin turn cold. “She interests you...Doesn’t she?”

SkekMal was about to say something when another rumble erupted. He soon realized that the throne behind King Neco changed. The statues began to pulse purple. Limbs began to move. Stone turned to teeth. Roars began to erupt. His green eyes lit up with excitement. More creatures for the hunt. Suddenly, the throne room started to crumble. Slaves started to run and scream once their chains broke by some rock. He wanted to walk forward only to be stopped by Razz. The grey bird had his talons deep in his black pelt. “Let go!”

“No!” Razz screeched. “Won’t hunt if dead! Now run!” Razz was smacked away by SkekMal. The grey bird flew away to join Deet and the others.

SkekMal looked back at the king. He could never ignore that burning desire to hunt. He sees so many worthy trophies before him. His arms still burned with pain from the bite. Yet, Ghost was his original hunt. The reason he came. Suddenly, the image of her small form in his arms made those desires vanish. He wanted to be back with her. He growled. “This isn’t over.” He picked up the Ornamentalist and ran, dodging a few more masked adversaries. Before long he joined the others.

“So,” Rian spoke. He swung his sword at an oncoming guard “What’s the plan?”

“Uhh…” Deet said. “I guess find the others.”

“This place is coming down”, Ordon pointed out. “They can be anywhere. For now, we need to find an exit so we can find them from the outside.”

“But-” Deet was cut off as the group, with the exception of SkekMal and Razz, crashed into something hard. Being piled on by something very heavy. “Heeelllp!”

“Ow!”

“Watch it!”

“Get your claws off of me!”

“That’s my tail!”

“GRAAAHISS!”

After a while of struggling to get off and entanglement, the group was able to separate to see each other clearly. A mixture of emotions rang as everyone talked at once. Relief. Fear. Pure horror.

“Quiet!” SkekSo roared. Everyone turned their gaze to him. His blue gaze went hard for a moment. His lips tightened and he gripped the scroll he had under his robe. He then noticed SkekEkt on SkekMal’s back. His mouth went dry. “Ornamentalist...Is he?”

SkekTek quickly went over to him. “Alive, but barely.” He squawked when roars erupted.

“Oh Thra no…” SkekLach said. “Anyone spotted a window by any chance?”

Gurjin looked down the hall that SkekLach just came from. His eyes widened in disbelief. “What did you guys do?”
“I could ask the same thing!” SkekTek snapped.

Suddenly, Shield growled and pointed to something. Hup followed the direction of the leg. His dark eyes widened. “There! A way out! Hurry!” He held onto Shield and the Fizzgigs as he started to move. Before long, everyone ran in that direction. The Skeksis would be against it but the sounds of creatures were running towards them. Shield began to knock some rock away, shooting silk webbing from his mouth. Before long, the hole was thick and wide enough to jump out.

“Mariner!” SkekVar yelled. He could see the spider-like creatures starting to emerge from the shadows. His eyes grew wide with fear. “Call your beast, NOW!”

SkekSa immediately pulled out her whistle. With one harsh blow, the sound reverberated throughout the halls. She adjusted her hat as she looked below. Large bubbles were starting to appear on the water’s surface. “Jump!” She took a leap without any hesitation.

“Wait for me!” SkekVar said. He soon jumped after them with his Emperor close behind them. Ordon soon joined.

Rian turned to Deet. “Give me Ghost! It’ll be easier for you to fly.” Before the Grotten could do so, SkekMal grabbed her. Rian glared in shock. “Hey! What are you doing?”
“She’s my trophy! She’s too puny to be any trouble.” SkekMal said.

“But your arm-” Deet protested.

“I’ll be fine! Go!” SkekMal shoved the two hard. He watched as Deet rightened herself in time to catch Rian. He ignored the pain in his arm. He jumped with little effort. Razz followed after him.

“Jump Spitter!” Hup said. “Jump!” He looked behind to see more coming. He tried hitting Shield but the Silk Spitter didn’t move. Hup began to notice strong fear in the insect eyes. He got off and began to push as hard as he could. Then, with a growl, the Podling paladin backed away and slammed into the leg closest to the edge. Shield began to lose balance and fall. Hup followed.

“Gotta admit.” SkekLach said, watching the fall. “That Podling got guts.” He gulped. “I hate getting wet.” He jumped.

SkekTek hesitated, but one glance back at the monsters that were nearing them changed his mind. He jumped in a matter of minutes. His screams soon joined by Orchid’s. To his relief, the fall wasn’t long and he caught hold of the mast. The scientist looked down to see everyone had been safely on deck. He soon began to climb down.

SkekMal lowered SkekEkt gently on the floor only for the Ornamentalist to be picked up by Mariner. He gave no response. His green eyes focused on Ghost. The ashy white Gelfling cradled in his primary arms. She still didn’t stir. Her eyelids couldn’t twitch. The soft white hair she had was completely gone. All the proof he had that life was in her was her shallow breathing.

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Ghost had never felt this miserable in a long time. As she began to awake, her body felt like lead. Her stomach churned. Her mouth dry. She only felt comfort on her forehead by a damp cloth that someone was placing on top of her head. She found her ears twitched as she began to hear sound.

“I don’t know how we can keep Chamberlain or Emperor at bay.”

Tek! Ghost could hear the fear in his voice. She wanted to reach out and hug him. Tell him how sorry she was for leaving like that and hiding her friendship with the Arathim. Then, memories of what SkekSo said echoed in her head. Does he really want to be near me again?
“No kidding! Chamberlain is slimy as Collector’s mucus.” SkekVar grumbled.

“Hey!” SkekLach protested. “It’s bad enough I had those weird seeds stick on me ever since we messed around with that box! Let alone have these two stay in the castle. Do you really have to compare SkekSil to my postules? Besides, he’s way slimier than that.”

Too true. Ghost laughed. Her mouth made an effort to open to give a soft chuckle.

A soft growl reached her. It was beast-like. The jingle of charms and blades reached her ears. She could almost sense a heavy head nearing her face. The dangling charms lightly touched her stomach. A sweet smell reached her nose as she felt a breeze. “Quite…” Said the husky voice of SkekMal. “She’s waking up.”

Light slowly entered her eyes. It stung, but felt welcoming compared to her brief time in the castle. Colors followed. Blues, greens, whites. How she longed to see them again. She could feel something crawl onto her stomach. A certain tiny creature with three legs. Blurry images began to sharpen. She soon saw the faces that always made her happy...and sad.

Ghost...Orchid crawled closer to the white Gelflings face. She lightly touched her nose.

Ghost raised her hand only to feel soft fur under her fingers. A small whimper gave her a small sense of comfort. Her blue eye caught sight of grey fur. She gave a small smile to everyone. The very same smile she gave to the Collector and Scrollkeeper on the day they first got her. “Hi….” She was soon set upright on the bed with the help of Deet and Rian. Ghost sighed in comfort. Then, she turned her head to realize that SkekMal was extremely close to her face. Her cheeks suddenly flushed with color. To her relief, and dismay, SkekMal looked away from her with a small snort. She nearly jumped as a realization hit her. She glanced over to SkekTek to see Shield right next to her. “Whaaat happened? How did you avoid getting kicked out?”

“They were allowed to come.” Ordon answered. His eyes solemn. “After they assisted us in getting you back, Scientist insisted on having them here so you would be more cooperative?”

Ghost gave a blank look.

“Emperor believes that you saw something in the throne room after what had happened.”

Razz scowled. “Razz got lucky because Razz knew about the Bone Court! Told Bony Beaky and stubborn lizard won’t listen!” His feathers ruffled.

SkekVar growled. “Just be glad that Gourmand is too busy with the Ornamentalist or you would’ve been dinner by now!”

Ghost gasped. Memories of his state flooding back to her. “Ekty! Is he ok?!”

Everyone was silent for a moment. Then, SkekTek spoke, “He’s unconscious. The Ornamentalist suffered severe lacerations along his body. Signs of dehydration and starvation were evident. Bruises near his ribs shows possible injuries. There’s a small lump on his side but it’s hard to be sure it’s harmless. He’s been in a comatose state for five days now. As have you. We were waiting to see if either one of you could give better explanations of how they operate. Razz could only give a few details due to his limited time in prison.”

Ghost looked down at her hands. Tears brimmed her eyes. “I’m afraid...Ornamentalist won’t help…” Her hands trembled as she tried to cup her hands for Orchid to crawl in. She could feel their confused stares. “When I met him, he tried to say my name. His mouth was moving but now words were coming out. I think they might’ve done something to his voice.” Her hands trembled only for Deet’s hand to touch her arm and Orchid cooing softly.

All the other Skeksis were silent. Their gazes filled with concern. What they’ve seen back at the castle was bad enough. Even SkekMal’s description of the king made them extremely nervous. Now they are dealing with powerful magic users that would silence one of their own. SkekMal alone was growling at this.

Suddenly, the door opened. Everyone turned to see the Emperor walk into the room. He looked more weary without his staff. His eyes were another story. They were hard and focused on a tired and saddened Ghost. The old ruler soon noticed a glimmer of anger in her orange eye. He was soon joined by the Chancellor and Gourmand. SkekSil did his usual whimper at the sight of Ghost, just to annoy her mostly. SkekAyuk had a drained look, eyes red and puffy from crying.

The Emperor straightened himself. His body giving off that despite his shriveled form, he was still the leader of the Skeksis and lord of Thra. “I see that Ghost is finally awake. I would like to ask you a few questions.”

Before Ghost could speak, her head began to pound. Her scream erupted from her throat. Her eyes began to glow orange and blue. Three dots bordering her lower eyelids. She found herself seeing the castle invaded. King Neco grabbing SkekSo by the throat. SkekAyuk being stabbed by SkekEkt, whose eyes are glazed over. A sword going straight for SkekLach’s head. Rian, Deet and the Podlings screaming. Dead guards beneath her. Garbled voices rang in her ears. A firm grasp underneath her armpits was pinching her. She swung her legs lifted from the ground. Suddenly, Ghost saw a skull with green eyes staring back at her. Found herself limp in his hands like a little doll. She breathed hard. Her whole body vibrated. She cried as SkekMal started to cradle her.

“That same reaction from earlier!” Razz said.

“Get them out...” Ghost spoke. She used every ounce of strength to turn her head to SkekVar and Ordon. “Get everyone out of the castle now!”

SkekVar looked confused while Ordon stared at her with concern. SkekTek bit his lower lip. The Scientist was only told of this ability but he never knew it would get that bad.

“What are you talking about?” SkekVar asked.

“Ghost…” Ordon spoke. “What’s going on?”

SkekSil merely snorted. “It obvious. Just a trick. Only stalling questioning.” He turned to SkekSo. “Emperor. Maybe you should-” His words were cut by a long howl. He squawked.

“What was that?!” Rian asked.

Deet ran over to the window. Gurjin joined her. The duo gasped of what was seen below. Gurjin’s eyes wide with fear. “Uuuuuuhhhhhh….Captain….General...IIIII think we should listen to her.” He pointed to the window.

SkekVar and Ordon walked over to the window. For a while they couldn’t see anything. Then, Ordon took notice of something and tapped SkekVar’s shoulder. They stared in pure horror at a strange army that was moving within the treeline. After what they had seen back at the floating castle, not listening to Ghost wasn’t the best option. Ordon ran out the door.

SkekVar immediately took command. “Rian! Gurjin! Get Ghost and the rest of the Lords out of here. Hunter and I will hold them off.” He cringed when SkekMal glared at him. “Or maybe you can go with Rian and Gurjin just in case.”

SkekSil got in the middle of the room. “Hold on! Is this even wise?”

SkekSo was silent for a moment. He glanced outside and his mind wandered back to what he’s seen back at the floating castle. The enemy was dangerous. It still concerns him that they got to their castle and found it quickly. “We can’t any chances. All of us must head out of the castle.”

“But the crystal-” SkekSil protested.
“Will be fine.'' The Emperor spoke. “I have a notion that it’s not the crystal they’re after.” He soon walked out of the room with SkekVar and the other Skeksis with them. He gestured for the Gelflings to follow him. He ignored Shield, Hup and Orchid since they’ll tag along regardless of what he commands. As far as he was concerned, they might keep Ghost calm the next time he’ll talk to her. He was soon intercepted by SkekOk and SkekZok.

“Emperor!” SkekOk shrieked. “What’s going on?! S-s-s-several shadows just tried to kill me in the library! Plus, some guards just told me that Ornamentalist had disappeared!”

SkekAyuk pushed SkekSil aside. His eyes wide with fright. His breathing grew heavier as if he ran up and down the castle. “What?! How can that be I was with him a few hours ago! There’s no way he could’ve walked with those injuries!”

SkekZok held a bleeding hand. His robes torn at the sleeve. “I had to use my Peeper Beetle to fight off the intruders.” He was breathing hard. “What is going on?!”

SkekSo growled in exasperation. This night just keeps getting worse, he thought bitterly. He turned to see his group trying to catch up. SkekSil lagging behind him. Hup and Deet helped Ghost up as they ambled their way down the halls. The Hunter huddled close to them with Gurjin and Rian flanking him, his heavily bandaged arm holding a blade. Orchid crawled onto Ghost’s shoulder. Shield coming in close behind. Suddenly, the wall started to blacken. Emperor suddenly felt unsteady. He frantically heard the footsteps of Ordon returning.

The captain of the guard was panting. In his hand was a sword covered in blood. “My lords, most of the guards and servants have managed to evacuate through the waterways, but the front way is blocked. We’ll need to-” Another howl cut him short. Screams of anguish followed. His eyes widened as footsteps were heard echoing the halls. A sinister shape walked out of the shadows.

Looming before the group was a massive wolf. Large, with a bony face. Jaws filled with rows of teeth. The smell of death made everyone step back slightly. Black fur flat against his skin. Bone jutting out of his hips like blades. The upper part of his face was mostly bone. Heavy breathing was heard loudly in the area. On his right was a massive hulking creature that was a mix of a Fizzgig and a bear. It was holding a sword in his arm. Next to that was the necromancer. On his left was none other than the Ornamentalist. The Skeksis’ eyes glazed over. His back straight. Each step was slow. Ears pinned to his head. Head was raised in a regal manner.

Ghost gasped. She patted Deet’s back. “Deet…” Her voice was still hoarse. Even with the water that Deet gave her. “Get behind SkekMal. I know where we’ll go. I know some passages that lead out of the castle.” She turned to Hup. “I know we met a few times, but I know you have a good heart. Listen, I saw SkekLach in danger. When you see a sword swing, get him to duck.”

Hup looked at Ghost in shock. “Are you crazy?!” He spoke in Podling.

“Please...I’m not really happy with what they’ve done, but they don’t deserve this.”

“Hup…” Deet said. “Let’s at least try to help her. She sacrificed her life for us.”

Hup sighed. “Ok.”

SkekSo growled at King Necro. “So, you’re the king that our good bird friend had told us about.” He only got silence in return. “What is the meaning of this?! What have done to Ornamentalist?”

King Neco simply stared at him. “I don’t answer to the likes of you, cur.”

“What did you call me?!” The enraged Emperor walked forward. He shook his fist. Then, his shoulder was immediately ensnared by large jaws. He gasped in pain. Before anyone could react, he was immediately flung into the wall. He clamped a hand over his shoulder, blood seeping from his fingers.

“Why should I answer to one who isn’t truly whole?” He glanced down to SkekEkt. “Your friend has provided much interesting information. How you’re corrupting this world. Committed a genocide of a race known as Gurnak’s and stealing the life out of your loyal ‘subjects’. You are nothing more than black hearted parasites to this world.”

SkekAyuk ran over to SkekEkt. “Ornamentalist! What are you doing?! Haven’t you forgotten what these monsters did to you?”

“Ayuk! Don’t get too close!” Ghost yelled. With a surprising burst of strength, she flared her wings, grabbed her dagger that was hidden in SkekMal’s pelt and blocked a strike with the help of Gurjin. Her limbs shook from the pressure. “SkekEkt isn’t himself. He’s under their control somehow.” She was soon flung into SkekAyuk’s stomach which cushioned some of the impact. “SkekTek didn’t realize it because it was in a spot he couldn’t see.” Her bicolored eyes glanced over in time to see the monstrous creature about to swing a fatal blow to SkekLach. The sword blazed with fire.

Hup leaped into the air. With all of his paladin strength, he pushed the Collector where the sword barely missed his face. Hup drew out his spoon. The Podling set in a fighting stance. His dark eyes glared at the monster. “No hurt. Coward!” He leaped again, this time landing a hit on the creature’s face.

Meanwhile, SkekLach cried out in pain. He clutched his face. “AHHHHH! My pustules! My face! AHHHHH!” SkekOk quickly helped him up and moved away from the brawl.

Before long, SkekMal joined in. He blades flashing as he began to fight off both King Neco and SkekEkt. SkekEkt was knocked back in an instant from one uppercut. The bone wearing hunter continued his fight with the mighty wolf. His swords barely break the thick skin. The snarls. The amount of movement they could do in the small hall. Suddenly, his upper left arm was caught by the Ornamentalist. It produced a sickening snap that made Ghost squeak with fear. He looked at the controlled Skeksis and saw that he was beginning to transform.

SkekEkt let out a soundless howl as his wrinkled skin turned bluish. His eyes turned black. Spines jutted out of his back. Claws sharpened and webbed. He started to grow as large as King Neco. Behind him, the necromancer was whispering strange words under his breath. His body became warped than ever. He grabbed SkekZok. His beast mind told him to go straight through a wall. He did just that. He went through the wall. Unaware that Razz was already going after him.

“We have to go after him!” Ghost said.

“How exactly do you suppose we do that?!” Gurjin said. Suddenly, the necromancer launched at him. Barely gave him enough time to defend. “Anyone got an idea how to buy time for us to get out of here?” His leverage restored once Ordon knocked the monkey-like creature over.

Rian looked on the wall to see a strange bug crawling toward some spears. It was extremely large. Eyes ready to bulge out of its head. Growls of anger formed in the creature. An idea formed in his head. “Get ready to run!” He ran to the spear then grabbed it just as a shadowy beast was about to grab his leg. Before the bug could react, Rian used all of his strength to throw the spear at King Neco. He ran as fast as he could with Ordon and Gurjin trailing behind him.

Shield picked up Ghost and ran for the opening in the wall. Hup and Deet followed as well. Orchid hung on to Ghost’s nightgown for dear life. The other lords followed. SkekVar helped the Emperor onto his feet. SkekOk tried everything in his power to lift Collector from his spot and limp his way. SkekMal immediately broke away from the fight the moment he realized what the bug was.

Ghost instantly remembered something. She tapped on Shield’s shell. “Head to the nearest wall where SkekEkt’s statue is.” She turned to SkekVar and SkekSo who were nearly catching up to her. “There’s a passage. It’s small enough for a Gelfling. However, SkekVar and SkekMal are strong enough to make it wider.”

“Like I would trust you.” SkekSo said. He flinched from the pain. His claws trying to tighten the bleeding.

“This isn’t the time to argue!” Ghost yelled. “The enemy is closing in on us! If we want to get out alive this is the only chance before we’re cornered and end up like SkekEkt!” Something about those words stung in her heart. She rarely has fights with SkekSo,but after what happened at the cavern she can’t be unmoved.

“Ghost is right.” SkekSil said. He ignored the shocked looks on everyone’s faces. He continued. “Must go now. Strategize against the enemy later. Like you said Emperor. Crystal will be fine.”

SkekSo was silent for a moment. It seems the situation is far too dire for me to ignore, he thought. The pain in his shoulder began to radiate throughout his body. There are enemies at every turn. We’re at a disadvantage. Safety seems to be an option. “Very well. SkekVar, SkekMal, get working on a tunnel. Ordon, you and your son give me cover while I retrieve-” His words were cut by two loud screams.

Everyone turned to see the Ritual Master frantically running over to them. Razz was flying close to him. The brave Bladewing slashed the shadows that were closing in on him. Not too far behind was SkekEkt. Screeches of pure rage rang through the hall, which only made SkekZok run faster to them. He screeched to a halt. His wheezing louder than SkekAyuk’s.

“Razz can’t keep this up.” Razz said. “Need plan.”

Ghost jumped off. She nearly lost her footing as she landed. A squeak from Orchid left her a little unguarded. Her wings flared out once again. She ran as fast as she could. In a matter of minutes, Ghost was in the air. She flew over to SkekEkt, much to the horror of the group. Her mind piecing a plan together like the threads of the Silk Spitter’s web. She began to remember the incident with the crystal back at the lab. The SkekMal’s hunting. In her heart, the risk was high and she had strength for some strange reason, but it might be the only way to save SkekEkt.

She waved her arms at him. “Hey! Hey! Over here!” She dodged a few claws.

“Friend Ghost!” Razz shrieked.

“You fool!” SkekMal roared. “What are you doing?!”

“Buying time!” Ghost shouted. She flew into a different hallway. Her eyes glanced back to see SkekEkt now chasing her. Razz flying after her. A gray dot behind the massive beast. Her shoulder tensed as Orchid grasped her for more stability. She dodged a few debris that began to fall around her. Her wings flapping faster than she could remember. Her heart beating faster in the madness. She went into her mental map to find what she was looking for. Then, reached to the bottom steps when a crash sounded behind her.

Ghost turned to see that SkekEkt had been hit with rubble, slowing him down. She readied herself for the worst when she began to notice something. The creature blinked at her. As if he was starting to recognize her. Her heart fluttered with some hope. “Ekty?” Suddenly, pain spread throughout her body. It was brief but enough to make her scream. Her hand touched her side and felt something hot. A wet sensation reached her fingers. She looked up to see blood on her fingers. Ghost felt a rush of horror as she heard the all too familiar whimper of the Chamberlain. The white Gelfling turned to face him. Anger sparked in her eyes. “Why? Why do you do this...to us?” Her body began to feel weak. She could feel Orchid making a frantic effort to seal it then smacked away by Chamberlain’s claws.

Chamberlain glared at her. “It’s all your fault! Everything was fine till you showed up! Now crystal could be in danger! Castle being destroyed. Ornamentalist is a monster! Then, nonsense with Arathim!” He walked over to Orchid just as she got onto her feet. His foot hovered above her head, ready to squash the little Threader. Then, Razz flew up into his face. The Bladewing squawked. The Chamberlain followed. He swung his sword.

Razz screeched and flew over to Ghost. His wing with a bright red gash. He arched his feathers. His eyes focused on his large foe. He tried to open his wings despite the pain radiating through his body. Orchid soon joined him.

“What’s this?” Chamberlain mocked. “You think you can help Ghost? You’re a pathetic lot. Worms made to crawl under Chamberlain’s feet.” He raised his sword once more. “Time-” Without warning, a large claw swiped at him. He flew into the air and crashed into a wall.

Ghost found the strength to sit up. Her vision blurred, but she could hear a faint roar. She looked up to see SkekEkt still in his monster form. Staring at her. The blue-violet eyes that would take in every detail were now bright with tears. A sign that somewhere in that twisted form was the very same Skeksis that loved her since he first laid eyes on her. She shakely lifted her hand. Her fingertips touched his face. “Ekty...I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry this happened to you.” Tears welled in her eyes. She struggled onto her feet. The pain bursting at her side. Suddenly, she felt smooth binding on her. She looked down to see Orchid finishing her threading. “Thank you, Orchid.”

Without warning, Razz pushed her. He flinched as he crashed onto the ground. Then, his claws strapped on to the pure white cloth and flapped his wings to lift her up.

Ghost turned around. Her heart wanted to scream at the sight before her. SkekEkt thrashing on the floor. Unable to form words that he wanted to say. Tears streaming uncontrollably. Screeching. Grabbing his own claws to avoid ripping Ghost apart. He’s fighting, Ghost thought with her own tears in her eyes. He’s fighting back whatever’s controlling him. Deep in her heart, she knew being mad at him right now wouldn’t be fair. “Ekty...Follow me ok? We’re going somewhere important.” With a nod from Razz and Orchid clambering up onto her shoulder, Ghost walked as she could.

She tried to ignore the rumbling of the stone walls. The growls and snarls of the creatures of Thra fighting against whatever monster crawled out of that disturbing place. Chamberlain’s sudden attack that’s weaking her by the minute. The idea that she might not see Rian, Deet or everyone else again. She managed to reach the laboratory with SkekEkt in tow, struggling to be himself and the beast he’d become.

The creatures around her began to screech with pain. The crystal cracked and darkened as it was when she first laid eyes on it. Ghost thought the Skeksis hid about its corruption to protect everyone from panicking. Now, she wasn’t so sure. The white Gelfling looked down at Orchid. “Set all the creatures free. Then, I want you to run.”

But Ghost! Orchid protested. I can’t leave you like this!

“Everyone is in danger because of me.” Ghost said. Her hands cupped the Threader and held her in front of her face. “I’ve lost Mira to these monsters. I can’t lose anyone else.”

Orchid whimpered. Then, she jumped off and did as instructed. One by one, her little legs picked at the locks. Each one gave a soft click. She moved quickly before she was trampled by the creatures that began to run away. As she neared Sidtec’s cage, she got through the lock when a swift shadow snatched her. A cage soon formed from bony fingers by none other than the necromancer.

“Orchid!” Ghost tried to move but soon fell over as Razz tried to help. Her body was suddenly squeezed hard by talons from SkekEkt. She screamed as pain erupted from her sides. From the corner of her orange eyes, she saw King Neco coming up to them. One eye missing from the socket.

“What did you hope to achieve by coming here?” King Neco asked. “The only thing that you’ve done is create more strife for everyone around you.” He turned to look at SkekEkt. “Did you know that the Skeksis have corrupted this world? Tainted your clans with lies and prejudice. Killed a race known as Gurnak. And...they saw you as nothing more than a servant. A plaything.” A cracking of bones echoes in the air. His wolf body twisted and contorted. Before long, he was now back to his usual size. He raised a hand. “Tell me…” His fingers soon wrapped around SkekEkt’s throat. “Why would you risk your weak existence for them? What value do these useless vermin have?”

SkekEkt squawked as pressure was suddenly applied. He let Ghost drop to the ground. His claws instinctively tried to push him away. He thrashed. He clawed. His tail whipped around, knocking everything over. His large tail knocked the necromancer down before Razz and Orchid could be crushed.

Ghost grunted. Her gasps now audible. With every strength in her arms, she crawled over to where the levers were. She fought off the flicker of her vision. All the memories of her life danced in her mind. Her happy times with everyone at the castle. SkekLach letting her lay on his stomach and look at his things. SkekVar gives her some fighting poses for her drawings. SkekSo bobbing his head to music. SkekTek calculates his latest inventions to her, sharing his time with his “pets”. Then, there was SkekMal. His claws so gently holding hers. A gleam of wonder in those sullen green eyes. A sense of honor that radiated off of him like rays of the sun. Despite everything. Despite the darkening, they didn’t deserve this cruelty. She soon felt hard metal under her palm.

“E-even what you’ve said is true…” Ghost grunted. She grabbed the metal and pulled up. Her feet were finally able to regain ground. She stared hard at the king. “It doesn’t give you the right...to treat them this way…” She coughed. “I-I don’t understand...but one thing that I know wouldn’t change...I was given a life...a choice…”
As she talked, Razz and Orchid took notice of the crystal. It flickered. A white pulsed briefly. It was as if the crystal heard her voice. Her breath brings life back into it. Ready to break away from its chains and fly. Razz looked at Orchid and followed where she pointed. Orchid knew that the only way to save everyone was to turn the machine on. The two of them hurried over to it before the enemy noticed them.

“I...chose to save them...because they’re my family….” Her breath hitched. She got onto her toes to balance herself. “They took me in...when my mother was gone. I...was given a chance to live because of them…” In the corner of her blue eye, she saw Razz and Orchid coming towards her. “And even if bad emotions fill me...I won't let that stop me!” With one massive tug, along with Razz and Orchid’s assistance, the lever went down. In a matter of moments, the laboratory roared to life. The air crackled with electricity. Chains rattled. Rocks started tumbling down on everyone’s head.

The crystal started to glow. Ghost grabbed Orchid and threw her to the farthest corner. Slowly but surely, she felt that her very life was fading away. Her emotions being sucked out. She laid on her stomach. Her eyes began to close. Her vision caught a glimpse of SkekEkt breaking free before a white light flooded the room followed by a screech.

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The sun was high in the morning light. A group of Gelflings walked in the forest. All wearing a shade of cobalt blue. A small river to the field of green before them. On their heads were jester-like hats. The bells jingled with each movement they made. All of this signifying the members of the Order of Lesser Service. Among the members was none other than Brea.

Brea looked down mournfully at her dress. It’s only been a few hours and already she hates it all. This is ridiculous, She thought. I just wanted some answers. Not my fault that Elder Cadia tried to wipe my mind clean with Nullroot! I’m sure Ghost would understand that. Her mind wandered back to the memories of what had happened at the tithing ceremony. How Ghost took command without trying to. Getting through her mother and the lords. She shook herself. She only heard word about Mira’s death and Ghost being involved with Arathim. Right now, she needed answers.

“That means you, princess.”

Brea was snapped back into reality. She walked with the others. Trying to ignore the remarks the other members were saying to her. Each step becomes aggravating. Her ears twitched as she began to hear some laughter. As they got closer, she soon found herself staring at a small village of Podlings. Their home was nothing more than a hollowed out seed from one of the giant trees. All of them singing, laughing and playing around in the mud. Even one of them actually ate the mud. Surprisingly, one of the Podlings was doing laundry.

“Oh no!” One of the members exclaimed. “Not The Deterge!”

Brea tilted. The Deterge? The next thing she knew, everyone started to grab the frightened Podlings. She ran after the one she had to bath. She cringed with disgust as she noticed one of the Podlings chewing on his toe. Once Brea got her Podling, she only received non stop kicking and struggle. She looked at the leader of the order. “How long do I have to do this?”

“Oh…” The leader took a moment before answering. “A trine for you, princess.”

“A WHOLE TRINE!!” She exclaimed. Her eyes wide with disbelief. “I can’t do that! I need to find answers. The answers to the beginning or the end.”
The leader only gave a funny look. “I think you suffered Sun Frenzy.” Suddenly, Brea’s Podling jumped out of the bathtub and ran. “Don’t just stand there! Go get her!”

Brea ran after the Podling. “Come back here, Podling.” She kept running and running until she cornered the Podling. Brea sighed with annoyance. “Ok. Here’s the deal. You don’t want to be clean and I don’t want to be in the order. If you don’t tell anyone I ran away, I won’t bath you. Deal?” Her answer was soon met with the Podling happily making snow angels on the ground. Brea seized her opportunity and ran in another direction.

As she ran further away, the princess soon found herself in a mildly dense fog. She couldn’t see where she was going. She tumbled. Her mind went back to what Onica said. Brea had to find her mother’s jewel before the evening ended. Suddenly, a Landstrider’s bellow echoed across the land. A silhouetted shape appeared in the fog. Brea gasped. “That Podling squealed on me!” She immediately ran for cover.

The Landstrider kept running until it halted. It let out a long bellow. Sitting on top of the creature was none other than Tavra. “Whoa! Whoa! Easy!” She looked around. Her golden eyes piercing through the white clouds. “Show yourself! Where are you?”

Brea peeked out from behind her hiding place. “Tavra?”

Tavra looked in the direction of the voice. “Brea? What are you doing here?”

Brea looked on nervously. “Um...I can explain.” She gulped. “I ran away from the Order of the Lesser Service. I didn’t want to spend a whole trine wearing jingly hats and getting kicked in the face by a dirty Podling!”

“So you ran away?”

“Yes!”

Tavra smiled. “Good.” She got off of her Landstrider.

Brea got out of her hiding place. She took off her hat and looked at it for a moment. Then, in fury tossed it on the ground. “Good riddance!” She gave a firm stamp before she walked over to Tavra. Brea hugged her sister immediately. “It’s so good to see you.”

“You too.” Tavra looked at her sister. Then, her face took on a serious frown. “You must be careful. There are strange creatures running around Thra. I was about to give mother the latest report. I’ve also been taking note of the strange rot in our land. I have a bad feeling that the lords might be hiding something.”

“I was planning to find that out myself.” Brea said. She knelt down and picked up a stick. She gracefully drew the lines of what she’d seen in the library. “I had visions back in the library. It was these symbols. All I have to do is get the greatest treasure mother has and I’ll have the Sifan guide me in the right direction.”

Tavra sighed. “You do realize that you’ll have to face Seladon, right?”

Brea soured her face. “As if she’ll listen to me.”

“I know she’s-”

“Cold as the most bitter winter.” Brea crossed her arms in a pout.

Tavra smiled again. “You know you two are a lot alike than you think.” She laughed at Brea’s shocked expression. “It may not look like that, but you two strive to do what’s best for everyone and make mother proud. The bonds of sisterhood are stronger than you know.” With that, she went back to her Landstrider and climbed on. “I have to return to my post. Find out what you can.” She commanded her Landstrider to move forward. Tavra soon vanished in the fog.

Brea sighed. She looked down at her dress. “Well...better get out of this.”
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Brea managed to get back to the citadel without being seen. Now back in her usual outfit, she hid behind a corner as she watched the gate. To her dismay, Seladon was there. Along with Onica, the Sifa Maudra and Elder Cadia. The Elder was still saying hello to everyone like an eager childling. Even the paladin wasn’t amused by this. Brea cringed. “Definitely not going in that way.” She looked around then remembered about the library. She ran to the place, confused the startled librarian and jumped off the balcony. Brea was in the sky in a matter of minutes.

Inside the Citadel, All Maudra Mayrin looked into Brea’s diary. Her heart squeezed painfully in her chest. Each word was like hearing Brea in the room. An image of Ghost appeared on the page. The white Gelfling looking regal among the other Gelflings at the Tithing Ceremony. “My daughter is gone.”

Seladon was soon by her mother’s side. Her face firm but something in her heart felt twisted. “I’m still here mother.”

Mayrin turned to her. “Oh you know what I mean.”

Seladon walked over to her. “Mother...There’s been the death of a Vapran Castle Guard. Monsters are attacking. A traitor is on the loose and there’s been a political incident. You must remember your duty.”

Mayrin turned to her. “Your right. Let’s get going.” She looked at Seladon. Her own wings flared out. “Straighten one of your wings, Seladon. You look crooked.” With that, she and Seladon left the room.

Brea soon flew in. She looked around to see if anyone was there. Once the coast was clear, Brea grabbed her journal and one of the strange glowing stones that always hung above her mother’s chambers. She tucked them away. She stepped over the ledge and went out before anyone would notice her. Brea turned the direction of the Sifa camp.
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The twilight soon reached its point. Brea arrived as fast as she could. Panting hard. She went into the tent where she’d last seen Onica. To her dismay, the tent was empty. Brea bowed her head. “I’m too late…” Then, she saw Oncia walk in. Her eyes widened in surprise. “You’re here!”

Onica nodded. “Just in time as well.”

Brea handed the strange jewel to Oncia. “Here?”

Onica gave her a questioned look.

“Now tell me.”

Onica was still confused. “What’s this?”

“I’ve given you your payment! Now tell me the answer! Sifas never work for free.”

Onica rolled her eyes. “This isn’t payment. It’s your answer.”

Now it was Brea’s turn to be confused. “I don’t understand.”

“How could one that know so much would know so little?” Oncia shook her head. “The real treasure is this. Your clan’s totem animal: The Imperial Unamoth. This crysalis hold this creature. It’s ready to embark. Follow it and you’ll find the answers you seek.” Suddenly, a loud boom was heard over ocean waves. Onica and Brea stepped outside to see a Black Castle crumbling in the far distance. Shadows flickered in and out of the light.

Brea’s eyes widened. “What in Thra?”

Onica’s eyes widened in shock. She turned to Brea. “You must be careful, princess. A deadly darkness looms over Thra. One that will consume light and shadow. Leaving nothing but true death in its wake. Beware of the bone beasts. Find the star-kissed maiden. Carry the sun and find the moon! Look for the nine shadows and the blue-eyed prince!” She soon sang a song to the chrysalis. Soft and clear. In a matter of moments, a red moth creature crawled out. A trail of light leaving behind it.
Brea followed it just as Onica instructed. She flew as fast as she could. In a matter of moments, she was back at the Vapran Citadel. The Unamoth flew up to the throne where it pressed against an impression alone the back. She watched in amazement as stairs that were hidden beneath the throne appeared before her. Without hesitation, Brea went down the steps as the entrance closed behind her.
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Brea sat on the rock. She stared at the pages of her journal. The symbols of the seven clans glared back at her as if they needed an answer. She just had done the latest combination to a riddle that she found written in the doorway. Her fingers rolled the pencil in her hand.On her lap was a green stone surrounded by a golden ring.

She sighed. “What am I missing? Vapra should be the highest of the clans, but it stopped when I got to the Sifas. Then, it changed to the Grottens. It doesn’t make any sense. How could one clan be better than the rest?” Suddenly, a realization hit her. She then remembered Ghost’s scratched face. The white Gelfling’s attempt to hide her sorrow. Her friendly nature towards Brea. “Unless...no clan is better than the other.” She got up and looked at the room once more. “This isn’t a puzzle.” She set the stone down. “It’s a lie.”

Suddenly, the room began to glow. The symbols lighting up. Joyful of their riddle being solved. Colors swirled around her. Stones jumped and jumbled as they took the form of a strange stone beast. It was so tall it nearly scraped the ceiling. Two smaller stones formed a face. Despite the lack of eyes, it seemed to be staring at Brea.

“Uh...hello...my name’s Brea. What’s yours?” No answer came. Her heart nearly stopped as a needle popped out of his arm. “Wait! What are you doing?!” She was ready for the worst as the needle neared her face. Suddenly, it backed away and the needle laid against the rolling stone on it’s arm.

“Do not be alarmed,” Said a voice. It wasn’t from the creature, but from someone else. “This is Lore.”

“Hello, Lore.”

“He will be your guide and protector. He’s already imprinted on you. You must journey to the circle of the suns. There you will find the key to ending Skeksis rule.” With that, the message ended.

“Guess that’s what I’ll have to do.” Brea said. Then,she thought of what Onica had said. What did she mean ‘carry the sun’?

“You will not!”

Brea turned around to see her older sister Seladon stand before her. The eldest princess held a stony expression but her eyes burned with pure anger. Arms crossed on her chest. Lips tight. Signs of exhaustion apparent on her face.

“Seladon-”

“Save it!” Seladon growled. “Your childish rebellion has gone too far! First leaving the order and now this THING!? When will you grow-” Her words were cut by a mighty boom. Seladon rubbed her temples. “Oh Thra! What now?!”

Brea ran toward the noise. Lore tried to run behind but bumped his head on the roof of the tunnel. Brea gave some assurance before continuing to run. She ran up the steps and back into the throne room. She noticed that a wall of purple feathers covered one of the windows.She turned around to see Seladon march after her. Whatever remark her sister was about to say to her turned into a squeak. Brea switched back to the window to see a sapphire blue eye staring right at them.

“Oh Brea…” Seladon spoke. “What have you done?”

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Darkness. That’s all Ghost could see. The pain she felt earlier was gone. She tried lifting her arms but couldn’t move. Her mouth felt dry. She flicked her ears for any sound. Silence. “Hello…” Another bout of silence. “HELLOOO!!! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?! Ekty? Razz? Orchid?” She rubbed her head. Her mind tried to remember what happened. Then, she gasped as it all came back to her. The white light. The screeching. The Necromancer and Razz. Ghost started to run. To where, she didn’t know. She just had to find them.

Suddenly, a song drifted in the air. Her ears twitched. A small flicker of light. Ghost moved toward it. A wave of calm crawled over her. Each step felt less resistant. In a matter of moments, she found herself in a place she’s never been to. Her eyes took a moment to adjust to the light. A forest appeared before her. Bright shades of green danced around the tree. The sky was brighter. To Ghost’s shock, she saw a Vapran with pure blue eyes running over to her. The Vapran was soon followed by a thin Grotten. His amber eyes filled with modesty.

“Ghost!” The Vapran shouted. “Ghost!” She hugged Ghost hard. She rubbed her head against the white, bald head. “I’ve waited so long to see you!”

Ghost took a moment. Then, tears sprung out of her eyes. “Mother?” Her eyes grew brighter as the Vapran nodded. “Mother!” Ghost hugged back. Every ounce of her strength went into her arms. Her smile widened when the Grotten, the one she knows is her father, walked over and hugged them both. She’s been waiting for this moment for so long. Now, it finally happened. Reunited once again. Thra had called Ghost home. Her ears flicked as she heard another set of footsteps. Once, the hug was dispersed, she saw someone she hadn’t seen in a while. “Mira!”

Mira stood there. She no longer had the injuries from before Thra called her home. Her eyes bright and happy as they’d always been. She smiled as Ghost ran up to her. She laughed as Ghost knocked her down. “It’s good to see you. Ghost...You’ve been through so much since I left.”

Ghost sniffed. “In more ways than one.” She began to tell all that happened. Including her friendship with the Arathim. Her ears drooped at the idea of what Orchid must be doing now that she’s gone. She looked at Mira. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, Rian or Gurjin about it. I wanted to find the right time.”

Mira smiled. “You always wanted to make friends with everyone.” Her face then soured. “Well, except for Chamberlain.”

Which is why you must return…
Ghost jumped at the strange voice. She looked around violently. There was no other Gelfling besides her birth parents and Mira, who also jumped in surprise. Then, a thought occurred to her. Something that she thought wasn’t possible for a Gelfling like her. “Thra...Is that you?”

Yes.

“What do you mean by 'return’? Don’t the ones that you call home never…”

Every Gelfling, Podling, Gurnak and creature all have a part in my song. Your part is far from over.

Ghost looked on in surprise. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. A chance to be back with Rian, Gurjin and everyone back at the castle? Maybe even get back to...Her wings perked up at the thought of seeing the Hunter again. Then, she shook herself as she remembered what happened to her. “Wait! But SkekSil-”

Do not worry about that...There is a darker force that is invading. Your powers are needed as well as the others who still stand. I will lend you whatever strength you need to stay alive while you recover.

Ghost was silent for a moment. All her life she wanted Thra to call her home so she could be with her family. Yet, there were still so many that she still needed to get back to. Orchid, Razz. Rian had already lost Mira. It would hurt the Stonewood warrior if she left. SkekTek. SkekEkt was still in an uncertain state. She also, above anything else, wanted to make peace with the hunter. She got up from her log. “Alright...I’ll go back.” She turned to her parents and Mira. “Good by everyone. I’m so glad to be here...But now Thra is sending me back to help. I know we’ll see each other again.” She hugged them all.

“Hang on, Ghost.” Mira said. “I’m sure you’ll find love soon enough. Tell Rian this when the time is right.” The Vapran whispered something in Ghost’s ear.

Then, it was her mother’s turn. “I’m so proud of you. I’m a little upset what the Emperor did, but don’t give up on the others.”

Her father looked at her with sad eyes. “I wish I could’ve seen you sooner….If you ever run into SkekLi, tell him that what happened that day wasn’t his fault.”

Ghost looked a bit confused. What did the Satirist have to do with her father? She knew SkekLi would come to the Castle from time to time. Laughter was her special little nickname for him since his jokes would always make her laugh. She hadn’t seen much of him as she got older. A few times, she could’ve sworn she saw a pained look in his eyes. Then, Ghost nodded. “Farewell. I love you all.” With that Ghost kept walking until everything was dark again.

Ghost walked on. Thra’s song fading with each step. She listened. Waiting to wake. Then, she heard something. A whimper. Not Chamberlain’s whimper. One that she was slightly familiar with. Ghost ran to it. There, to her horror, was SkekEkt. She took in every thick, thorny vines that coiled around him. The skin that the Ornamentalist took care of is now being torn. Ghost reached out for him. Her hands touched his claws. “Ekty! Ekty! Wake up!”

SkekEkt opened his eyes slightly. They barely focused. When they landed on Ghost, the Ornamentalist immediately lifted his head. “Ghost? Is that you?” His claws wrapped around her. Tears start to form in his eyes. “Where are we? Why’s it so dark?”

“I’m here to get you out of here!” Ghost began tugging at the thorns. She cringed as she tried pulling them away. Her hands felt a wicked energy. It was like the Darkening...but more alive. An extension of a creature. Ghost shivered. She could almost feel something slithering nearby. A sensation that she had felt before...but where? Ghost didn’t know. Right now it was best to get SkekEkt out of this darkness. Then, a hollow laugh reached her ears.

“Well...Isn’t that touching? I haven’t seen anything that nauseating since I’ve last been here.”

SkekEkt froze. He began to shiver with fright. His lip quivered. “No...Not him. Not that voice again.”

“Do you really think he loves you, Ghost?” The sinister voice mocked. “He only sees you as a funny looking pet! You mean nothing to him. He’s a nobody. A shadow not worth saving.”

Something about that made Ghost’s blood boil. Suddenly, her orange eyes blazed. She may have been lied to by the ones that loved her. SkekSo hit her and told her that no one loved her. However, Ekty was holding her hand. His eyes filled with so much sorrow. “He IS someone worth saving! I may not understand everything, but I’m NOT leaving him behind!” Suddenly, she began to mutter strange, undistinguished words. The moment she said those words, the vines suddenly crystalized. They crackled. Like glass, they broke and a million butterflies surrounded Ghost and SkekEkt. It was followed by a furious scream. Once the noise subsided, Ghost looked up at the Ornamentalist and smiled sadly. “Let’s go home…” Without another word, Ghost held SkekEkt’s claws and led him away. Going further into the peaceful bliss of darkness.

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---Outside the Castle of the Crystal-----------------------------------------
Everyone nearly stumbled out of that hole. SkekAyuk had to be pushed hard by Shield and Hup in order to get out. Just like Ghost had said, it led them all to safety. As much as the Skeksis hated having to listen to a traitorous Ghost, the lizard-like creatures knew they had no choice. They weren’t prepared for that onslaught and were lucky enough to cross the waters to reach the Stonewood Forests. So far, Ritual Master,Collector and Emperor were the only ones that had been injured.

The group went further and further until they reached the safety of Stone-In-The-Wood where Maudra Fara and the other denizens were already attending to some wounds. However, only five individuals began running back to the castle. SkekMal took the lead. Deet trailed behind him. SkekTek, Rian and Hup all ran as fast as they could on the ground. Huffs and growls filled the air. Suddenly, a loud explosion and a screech erupted. A shockwave sent everyone tumbling back.

“What was that?!” Rian said.

“I don’t know…” SkekTek said, he shook the leaves off his robe. He got onto his feet. He squawked as he saw a bright light blaze the sky. “Ghost!” He ran with SkekMal close behind him. He followed the light until he reached a clearing. The Scientist gasped at what he saw before him.
There stood a large, white bird. It was owl-like as the previous ones. A regal barn owl. In the center of its chest was the pure Crystal of Truth. On top of it’s head was Razz and Orchid, both creatures trying to understand what had just happened. It stood there, protecting Ghost and SkekEkt. Both Gelfling and Skeksis unmoving, but breathing slightly. Both bearing ugly wounds.
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Ghost’s body screamed. Her chest felt like fire. It felt heavy like something existed along with her own heart. She wanted it to stop. A wave of warmth and cold swirled around her. She wanted to speak, but no words came out. Her mouth felt dry. Yep, she thought. I’m definitely alive. A squeak escaped her throat when light blazed into her vision. She tried moving her hand, but it refused her command. Like last time, the colors swirled until her eyes focused on the ceiling of a house.

Rian and Deet loom over her. Both had a look of relief washed over them. Rian was the first to smile. “Ghost! You’re finally awake!”

“How do you feel?” Deet asked.

Ghost moaned for a moment. “Like a bunch of Fizzgigs went to bite me, then trampled by a large herd of Landstriders.” As if “Fizzgigs” was a magic word, a few yaps were heard. She gave a weak smile as Grumble and Fearless came into view. Ghost let out a hoarse laugh despite herself as they licked her. Deet moved them aside so they could see her. Razz’s grey head soon popped into view. Orchid crawled onto Rian’s head.

Rian groaned. “Could you please stop doing that?”

Orchid huffed. Excuse me! The last time I tried to be on your shoulder, your father swatted me. It’s the only way that Ghost can see me.

Ghost smiled. “Orchid...I’m glad you and Razz made it.”

Orchid hopped off. Shh! Don’t talk now. Best have some water and food before any questions.

Deet gave a confused look. Rian did the same. Only Razz fluttered over to a tray and grabbed a cup with his claws. He dainty pressed it to Ghost’s lips. Rian and Deet soon helped Ghost angle her head so she wouldn’t choke. Razz shook his head. “You Gelfling need learn Arathim.”

Suddenly, there were footsteps thundering over. Rian and Deet gasped. The light that was leaking out of the window now had two large shadows darkening the room. Ghost glanced over and realized it was Scientist and Hunter. The Scientist had bandages on his neck. He looked tired. His golden eyes were red and puffy. The Hunter wasn’t any better. The bone-wearing Skeksis looked irritable. Like he would tear apart or eat any Gelfling that looked at him funny. They both turned their heads to see Ghost fully awake.

“Wonder!” SkekTek cried. He struggled to bring his arms out to hold her. It was his little nickname for her.

Something about that nickname not hearing it for so long brought Ghost so much joy. And so much sorrow. Her heart twisted as she recalled what the Emperor said. Despite this, she could say one word to him. “Blue…” She then looked at Rian and Deet. “What happened? How long have I been out?”

“You’ve been out for a few days.” Rian answered. “As for what happened. Well...A lot happened really. After we got back, things went crazy. We managed to get you and the Oranmentalist back to Stone-In-The-Wood. Your injuries were bad. Also...We found out about what happened to you...the crystal...the skeksis...Right now, my father and Maudra Fara are trying to calm down the hostilities upon learning the truth.” He pointed at SkekTek. “Even Scientist got into a fight with the Emperor.” He lifted his hand.

Ghost wordlessly took it and began to dreamfast. In a flash, she saw everything. The bird with the crystal showing a blurry image through its wings. SkekTek facing off with SkekSo. The Scientist let out a roar of rage. He tackled SkekSo with ease. The silver beak cover flew somewhere Ghost couldn't see. The fight got so bad that all the Skeksis had to intervene. So far, Chamberlain was not in any of these memories. Once she was done, Ghost fell asleep. But not before her eyes were filled with tears.
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Ghost woke up again. This time with the smell of food. Her body didn’t ache as much so it was easy to sit up and take in the spoonfuls of soup. The warmth gave her a sense of relief. However, she wanted to talk to SkekEkt and SkekTek. Questions burned in her head as well as her heart. She took a moment to feel her chest. It felt unusually warm further up where her heart is supposed to be while the other side felt cool. Ghost closed her eyes. Then, she heard it. Two other heartbeats. Both of which weren’t her own. She gasped as she remembered her discussion with the two spirits. They somehow put their own hearts through their bites. “But why?” She asked only to herself.

“Why what?”

Ghost nearly jumped when she saw SkekMal stick his head out. She was quite surprised that he was able to do so while still wearing his bony headgear. “Hunter! You came back? I thought you don’t like being involved with squabbles.”

SkekMal sighed. “I don’t. If anything I would like to leave this village with you since you’re my trophy...However...There are two things that keep me from doing that.”
Ghost tilted her head. Her mouth tightened at the word “trophy”. “And what pray tell would that be?”

Suddenly, it looked like SkekMal was actually embarrassed to answer. He was silent for a moment. “I want to make sure that no one mocks Skeksis, but...Mother Aughra says you’ll know how to keep us all alive.”

Ghost nearly dropped her spoon. She shook herself. “Wait...Did you say...Mother Aughra? As in the one from those stories about her? The one who can see the future?”

“The very same.”

The door opened in front of Ghost. In walked a thing of legends, Mother Aughra. Her ram horns showed great power. Her gray hair curled and wild as the vines out in Thra. Her dark skin went well with her blue-multi layered dress. Her third eye that was believed to see all paths to the future remained shut. In her hand was a staff. She crouched down to avoid bumping into the ceiling. She walked over to Ghost. Her one orange eye looked Ghost over up and down. She tsked at the sight of her. “You poor Gelfling. The SkekSo’s cruelty seems to have cost you a great deal of pain.” She draped her arm over Ghost gently.

The white Gelfling looked up to her. She tried to swallow the pain. “Um...Nice to meet you..I wish it was under better circumstances.” Her hearts hammered as Aughra knelt closer. The enormous head listening closely. She sighed as Aughra backed away. However, the soft grunt made her freeze.

“You seem to be given power not of this world. From what the others had told me it isn’t a normal capability to summon fire or ice at will. Or change a Skeksis into a Podling.”

Ghost gave a blank look. “I change a what into a what?”

Mother Aughra looked at the doorway. Standing there was a peculiar Podling. “Come on now. We don’t have all day.” She eyed the cloaked Podling. Taking in every step. The shame of the bowed head. The pudgy fingers gripping the hood. Finally, the Podling reached the bed. Mother Aughar pulled hard on the hood. The Podling had a strange white tint to his face. The hair was nearly gone. The gentle, round face was covered with wounds. Dark eyes filled with shame as Ghost narrowed her eyes as she saw strange puckered lines that went down the neck.

Ghost reached out. Then, she felt pearls around the Podling’s neck. A necklace that she was all too familiar with. She looked at the Podling again. Her eyes widened. “Ekty?” When the Podling silently gazed away, her answer was confirmed. Tears welled in her eyes. She hugged him despite the pain radiating along her arms and back. She gazed back at him. “How did this happen? I don’t remember doing anything to him except…” Ghost began to explain what had happened during her time in limbo and freeing SkekEkt from sinister vines unaware that it was starting to draw a large crowd.

Mother Aughra went grim. “It’s worse than I feared.” She got up from the bed. “You’re facing a danger that is as old as I.” She sighed. “I can’t help you as of right now. Thra’s voice has left me since I spent time in the stars. However, I was able to hear your voice and a cry that summoned me back here.”

Ghost looked up at her as the old woman walked toward the door. “What do I need to do, Mother Aughra?”

Mother Aughra glanced over to her. “For now, heal and rest up. You can’t help anyone with those injuries you’ve sustained.” Then, she glared at the Skeksis. The hardest landed on SkekSo, who bore a black eye. “You lot better take care of her! Ghost is already going through enough suffering as it is!” With that, she left in the middle of town. The faint whispers of Stonewood Gelfling barely made a melody in the forest.

Ghost then glanced back at SkekEkt. Only to see the Podling slip away from the bed and replace the hood up. Ghost wanted to ask more questions about what happened but from what Rian showed her and how SkekEkt acted, she could already knew the answer. She finally realized that she wasn’t alone. Without saying anything else, she went back to her soup. Once she finished, she decided to let that one question fly. “So...Did Mother Aughra give that black eye to the Emperor?”

SkekLach was quick to answer before anyone could stop him. “Actually...That was Scientist who did that.” He quickly ran away as SkekSo let out a roar of rage. It didn’t take long for SkekOk, SkekZok and SkekVar went after them. Leaving only SkekAyuk and SkekTek in the doorway. The Gourmand only gave a solemn stare and soon joined SkekEkt. SkekTek only gazed down in embarrassment. He even shrunk at the glare of The Hunter.

“Don’t try anything else. You already sold us out to the Gelfling.” Hunter bared his teeth. He lowered his head. Refusing to remove himself from Ghost. To his surprise, Ghost gingerly put a hand. He looked. Even the white Gelfling didn’t understand why she did it. However, he had no desire to jerk away.

“What are you talking about?” Ghost asked.

SkekTek nervously fiddled with his synthetic limbs. “Well...I...told the Gelflings the truth. All of it.”

Ghost leaned on SkekMal in shock. “You actually told them everything. Even some of the stuff you made me promise to keep?” When SkekTek nodded, Ghost found her lip trembling. She sniffed. Her eyes filled with tears again. Ghost had figured many of the Gelflings would be angry with her since they kept that large of a secret from them. However, SkekTek risked his status for her. She should feel happy...but something else crawled into her heart. Her skin chilled as cold fingers touched her head. “Wait...What happened to my hair?” She looked around and saw a mirror. Ghost picked it up and gasped in shock. Her hair was completely gone.

“I put that mirror up when you were finally able to notice,” Ordon said. The older Stonewood warrior walked in with Maudra Fara at his side. He walked toward her. “Glad to see you moving again, Ghost.” He glared at the Hunter. “Sorry you’re stuck with him. We tried to keep him away from you, but he’s only a few miles away to hunt before he returns again.” He ignored the Skeksis' dangerous growl.

“There’s also something I need to ask you.” Maudra Fara sat at the edge of the bed. She looked hard in Ghost’s eyes. Fara was very young. Maybe a little younger than the All Maudra. Both suffered the loss of their mother at a young age. Having to take the role of leader was no small feat, but she managed. By the bags under her eyes, sleep seems to be the one thing she’s battling right now. “I know about your sight through SkekTek and right now Aughra needs to restore hers. We’re dealing with a few thieves that have been robbing us.”
Ghost shook her head. “I’m afraid I won’t be able to help you. I’m still understanding how it works. As far as I know, it only predicts the disasters of...those I’m close to.” She looked down at her hands. Ghost wanted to do more. The mysterious powers that course through her. How she wanted an answer. Then, a thought occurred to her. “Did you find anything they dropped? I’m sure that SkekMal will find them for you.”

“What?!” SkekMal looked at her. His head bumped hard into the ceiling. “YOU want me to hunt a bunch of weaklings?!”

Ghost snorted. She crossed her arms in defiance. “Well. That didn’t stop you from hunting me now, did it?”

At that, SkekMal growled. “Only because of Chamberlain. He-”

“I know that he’s involved. He’s weaker than you, but you still followed his order. Right now, there are thieves stealing not just the food supply of the Stonewood Gelfling but also from your fellow Skeksis. It would be a disgrace to let it go further right?”How Ghost wanted to kick herself for sounding a bit like SkekSil right now.

SkekMal was silent. However, a heavy breath and heat radiated off of him. A low growl radiated up to the point it was going to shake the house. Anger burned in his eyes. Yet, also embarrassment. He silently lifted his head. He turned his gaze to Maudra Fara. “Do you have anything I can use?”

Maudra Fara sat there, shocked. Eyes wide. She looked at Ghost before she pulled out a chain link. The metal black and foreboding. The Stonewood Maudra shivered at its grim weight. “One of the guards found it.”

SkekMal moved his head. His nostrils flared as he took in the scent of death and mud. “I’ll find them and make them regret coming here.” He turned to Ghost. “I’ll deal with you later.” With that, he vanished.

Maudra Fara stared at Ghost. Even Ordon finally dropped his jaw at what he just witnessed. The two just exchange glances at each other for a moment. Then gave a questioning look at her. SkekTek, who was still standing in the doorway, even gaped at how Ghost handled the most feared among the Skeksis.

Ghost sighed. “One of the benefits of growing up with….the lords…” Her mouth went bitter at those words. “You know how to talk to them in a way that gets the point across.”

SkekTek fiddled with his synthetic talons once more. Guilt strewn across his face. “Y-you do it a bit more nicely than most would do. Though...Hunter isn’t the “talk to reason” type.” He went away from the house for a while until he returned with a mysterious box. He lowered his head as he made his way. He showed it to her. “I thought you might know something about this.”

Ghost tilted his head. “What do you mean?” She looked down at the box. The carvings were strange. Even the fancy starfish lock proved to be quite interesting. She took in every detail. Her eyes blinked for a moment. For some strange reason...the lock began to move slowly. Am I imagining it, Ghost thought.

“I wasn’t able to study it after we retrieved you from that...cursed castle.” SkekTek explained. “When I did, I found that these carvings are old. Some of this language does come across as something that is familiar to me, but I can’t put my finger on it. However, I noticed it gives a peculiar reaction when it gets close to you. Perhaps this power that Mother Aughra spoke of might have a clue as to why that is. Or the intended purpose.”

Ghost trailed her fingers against the carvings. She shuddered. Ghost couldn’t explain why but she could feel something alive underneath the wood. Gargled voices heard in the background. Her hearts felt like they were ready to jump out of her chest. Then, to her shock, the lock snapped open its eye. A lighter shade of blue that matched her eye as well as a star-shaped pupil. Darker blue arms with golden flecks reached out of Ghost. She tried to pull her hand away only to have it coil around her wrist. A yelp only escaped her as the creature suddenly leaped onto her chest.

Ordon, Muadra Fara and SkekTek frantically tried pulling at it but only clung tighter. Ordon reached for his sword. He was about to use it but was stopped. “You might hit Ghost!” Maudra Fara hissed. She soon held Ghost’s hand, feeling a small vibration in her arm.

Ghost felt the arms wrap around her whole body. Every curve on her back made her flinch in the areas where SkekSil stabbed her are still tender. What was strange was that her body began to feel a bit more relaxed as if she knew right away that it wasn’t going to hurt her. Her breathing began to feel even. Then, she saw a strange image. It felt like dreamfasting but instead of seeing a Gelfling’s memory. In a dark throne room, she could see King Neco surrounded by a strange group of creatures. No doubt his court. Then, she heard a hiss. Suddenly, weird bubbles filled the room. Ghost could hear filthy remarks about her. Something about them made her blood boil with rage. Claws suddenly sprang into view. “How dare you!” Shouted a voice that wasn’t her own. It was actually the Ornamentalist. “Don’t you talk about my beautiful jewel like that!” The memory faded like water and she was back in bed, trying to understand what just happened.

The starfish slithered off her chest and rested at the foot of the bed. It curled up and shut its eye. However, one arm gently wrapped around her foot. Almost as if it wishes to anchor in her soul. It paid no mind to the shocked individuals that were staring at it.

“A-astounding…” SkekTek said.

“What in Thra was that?” Maudra Fara said.

“I don’t know…” Ordon looked back at Ghost. “Ghost, are you alright?”

Ghost nodded slowly. Her body felt cool. The wounds didn’t sting as much. Her body just felt slightly lighter now. Almost as if she can actually walk. “I’m fine. The wounds aren’t affected. However, I don’t think he’ll want to leave me any time soon.”

“He?!” SkekTek shouted.

“What are you talking about?” Maudra Fara asked. Suddenly, she was interrupted by a soldier. She turned back to Ghost. “We’ll talk more later.” With that, she left.

Ordon sighed. “Better go join her. I have a feeling there’s going to be another fight with the other lords at any moment if I’m not out there. I’ll make sure Gurjin and Rian come visit you.” He glared at SkekTek. His amber eyes cold with hidden fury. “Don’t try anything...Scientist!” He stormed off.

SkekTek stared at Ghost. A heavy silence filled the air. “So...What was the sensation like?” He was met with silence. “Do you feel dizzy? Nauseous?” Silence again. “Maybe I should look at those wounds again to make sure you’re ok?” He reached for Ghost’s hand. She retracted it. He looked at her with a hurt expression. Then, he just simply sat on the floor to the best of his abilities.

“It would be best not to irritate my mistress further. It seems that you’re making her really unhappy.”

Ghost and SkekTek jumped. They looked around for the source of the voice. It sounded smooth. Like it belonged to a noble. A slight hint of spending time under the water. No one was there. Did they imagine it?

Ghost cleared her throat. “I...appreciate the gesture, but I’m quite alright. I was simply startled by this strange creature. That’s all.”

“Far from it.” There was the voice again. Just as monotone as ever.

“Who are you!” SkekTek roared. “Show yourself!”

“No need. I’m right here.” A heavy pause as they looked around. “On the bed.”

The duo did just that. They blinked. Did this starfish creature talk to them? In their language? Without thinking, Ghost poked him. His skin rippled. Ghost proceeded up the eye with one of her fingers. “I wouldn’t try, mistress. It might make for a more unpleasant day than it already is.”

Ghost and SkekTek screamed. It didn’t take long for SkekMal and a distressed SkekEkt, who was grabbing a windowpane for support, to arrive at the room. Deet, Hup and Rian all ran into the hut. Rian drew out his sword. The tip nearly nicked SkekMal’s face. Panting filled the air. “What’s going on?!” Deet cried.

“I-I was just showing her the box Collector and I retrieved.” SkekTek shouted. He bumped his head as he was getting up. “Then, this thing came to life and talked!”

“I’m not a thing.” The creature corrected. “I’m a Djinn. I specialize in sensing thoughts and emotions of the one I bond to. I can also learn to speak your language through the blood I’ve ingested and memories.” He stretched out a tentacle to SkekEkt who let out a soundless shriek before he fell out of view. “The one you call ‘Ornamentalist’ was the one where I managed to take information from.”

“That’s horrible!” Deet shouted. She marched over to the starfish. “How could you even think that?! Don’t you know what hurt you’ve done? Don’t you care at all what your power will do?”

The eye stared at her. Unblinking. “We Djinn don’t feel anything. We can identify emotion, but we’re not able to utilize it.” He soon began to shut his eye. “Our only purpose is to serve those who are worthy of our power. Ghost...has...something...of interest.” He spoke no more as he soon went into a deep sleep.

Rian stood there confused. He withdrew his weapon. “What in Thra was that about?” His blue-eyed gaze turned to Ghost. “Ghost, do you know what’s going on?”

Ghost didn’t pay him any mind. Her attention turned back at the box that nearly fell over the bed in her shock. She put her hand on it. Her arm began to vibrate. Something alive is in that box. It might need help. With ease, the lid gave way. She soon felt SkekTek kneel beside her. Rian, Hup and Deet huddled close to her. A soft sobbing from SkekEkt made her original heart twist. SkekMal looked at the box like a predator ready to pounce. The lid creaked as she pushed it open. Inside were heart-shaped stones. Each light vibrates in a different color. Soft whispers of loneliness and fear touched her ears. Then, she felt a pull from an unknown force. She pushed the stones aside. At the very bottom were four different colored pelts. One was orange-red with tufts of yellow wool and rough to the touch. A black wool pelt with subtle hints of blue when hit with the sun. A pure golden wool pelt that was surprisingly soft. The one that caught her eye was the silver-white wool with twists of purple and light blue. It mimicked the stars in the sky.

“What is this?” Rian asked.
“This is so beautiful.” Deet breathed.

SkekTek was silent for a moment. Then, he finally spoke. “One of those deformed creatures at the prison mentioned that this...Djinn was to help remove the pain that others bear.” He picked up one of the stones. “Could he mean these?”

“Bigger Question.” Hup said. “What deal with pelts?”

Chapter Text

The group was hard at work trying to figure out what was going on. Rian, Deet, Ghost and SkekTek all passed around ideas and speculations of what all of this could mean. They thought the rocks held some magical properties. Maybe an agent secreted on the rocks surface that somehow messes with the capacity to feel emotion. SkekMal merely watched with annoyance like a Fizzgig forced to sit in a meeting with its master. SkekEkt sat at the far corner of the room, eyeing the Djinn nervously.

“Well…” Rian sighed. “I’m out of ideas.”

“Me too.” Deet said.
“Same.” Hup agreed.

“Are you done now?” SkekMal said, in a tone that came off as a bit impolite. “Because I have news to share with Ghost and what her latest plan would be to catch some thieves.”

Ghost solemnly turned her attention. It seemed that her mixed feelings for all the Skeksis faded slightly as she looked upon those handsome green eyes. “Apologies, Hunter.” Something about saying those words made her hearts feel kicked by a Landstrider. “The sudden events swept us up. Proceed.”

“Apparently, these ‘creatures’ are new to this land. I came across some scattered footprints and dried mud. A few chainlinks.” SkekMal let out a low growl of fury. “Despite being newcomers, they somehow hid themselves from me.” He gripped the window frame firmly. “I shall hunt them down until they all become my death charms.”

“What?!” Ghost sat up but grunted in pain. She clutched her chest. She took a few deep breaths before she regained her composure. “You can’t do that SkekMal. We need answers and they might be the ones to give it to us.”

SkekMal growled again. This white Gelfling will be the death of me, he thought. As much as he hated it, he knew she was right. They need as much information as possible or the bigger hunt will never come to be. “Leave us..” He said. “Now.”

Rian glared. He was about to raise a weapon when he felt Ghost’s hand on his shoulder. “Ghost?” His blue eyes were filled with concern.

“It’s ok, Rian.” Ghost said. “Hunter won’t hurt me. He knows as well as the other Skeksis not to mess with Mother Aughra.” She calmly looked at him. Her mixed emotions swirled and bubbled.

Rian was silent for a moment. Then, he nodded. “Come on. Let’s give Ghost a moment.” He turned to Hunter with a warning glare. “You better not try anything.” With that, he walked away. Hup and Deet only looked at each other in a concerned and confused state. Razz and Orchid, who were stunned by the entire exchange, left as well. Then followed him out with SkekEkt and a hesitant SkekTek in tow. In a matter of minutes, there was silence in the room.

“Do you really think you can control me, Gelfling?” SkekMal growled. “You may have power over the Scientist and the Ornamentalist, but not me or the Emperor.”

Ghost frowned deeply. “You still believed what Chamberlain said about me? I have no intention of controlling anyone. Yes, I played with my words only because you wouldn’t help the Stonewood unless you had a reason. Yes, I hid my friendship with the Arathim but only because I wanted to find the right time to see if we could work together. Yes, I broke the Emperor’s staff and defied him but you already saw what the Darkening had done to him and to me.” Ghost pointed at her bald head. “Maybe I mean nothing to you or the other Skeksis from the very beginning. I’m putting those petty feelings aside because we need to find out what King Neco is planning. You know as well as I do that we’re both in the dark and need to find a way out of this mess.”

SkekMal was silent. Something about how she said those words bothered him. Then, he remembered what that strange bird with the crystal had shown them. He wasn’t sure about that. When SkekTek saw what happened, he flew into a rage and practically knocked SkekSo down. It was bad up to the point where SkekAyuk, SkekVar, SkekLach and SkekMal had to seperate them to prevent further harm. Ghost must have seen it but why does she think she’s not worth something to them. “Do...you have something to say?” He could care less about anyone sharing their bellyaches with him, but he felt like he'd burst if he didn’t have answers from a skulking white Gelfling.

Ghost took a deep breath. Her hands clenched together. “I...don’t know how I should feel about all of you. Angry. Sad. Happy that I’m back with SkekEkt and SkekTek...Maybe for the last time...The Emperor told me about the Darkening and how he looked down on all the other Gelflings.” She swallowed hard. Her orange eye burned with a hidden fire. “Tell me...Did you kill a group of people called the Grunak?”
SkekMal was silent for a moment. Then, he nodded. “We wanted to rule over them, but they refused our conditions. For a while we thought nothing of them. Later on they became a problem. As a result, we decided that eradication was the best way to go.” He heard a gasp from Ghost. His eyes saw the pain and despair in hers. Sniffles soon became quite sobs. His heart sank at the sight. Without even thinking, he gently rubbed her bald head before Ghost pushed it away.

The white Gelfling expected him to snarl. Yell at her for that rejection. Instead there was just silence. She looked to see him act like a hurt and confused animal. She rubbed her tears away. Slowly, she felt her emotions start to feel calm. As if all her negative feelings are absorbed into something else. Ghost soon noticed the pulsing blue light that surrounded the arm of the Djinn. The glow soon faded and everyone was back into a silence. Ghost sighed. “All my life I looked up to all of you. You raised me, but now...I feel like everything is nothing more than a sad lie.”
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Stonewood forest was soon wrapped in the blanket of twilight. Castle soldiers who were well enough to move went to their respective clan to spread the news of what had happened in Stonewood and relay Maudra Fara’s message. All the traps and weapons were put into place. All the villagers set up the food as bait to make sure that the visitors would be willing to come on their own.

Ordon gave a few firm commands to the Gelflings about what they should do next. “Be on your guard. We still don’t know much about these strangers and we could find ourselves in more danger if we attack too soon. Simply observe and take them down on my command.”

“Yes, Ordon.” Said one of the guards.

As they scattered, Rian walked up to his father. Gurjin was behind him, Razz perched on his shoulder. “Father, we did everything you asked. All the traps are set up and ready to go.”

“Well…” Gurjin said. “We still need to get Ghost ready for…” He pointed to the large white bird that held the crystal in its chest. It chirped a small tune as little childlings gather around it. “That…”

“Ghost is still recovering.” Ordon tilted his head in confusion. “How will that creature fit through the door?”

“Actually…” Gurjin spoke.

Deet held Ghost while one arm was draped over her shoulder. Ghost was now dressed in a regular Stonewood garment. The young Grotten was giving instruction to Ghost as she took a few small steps. Hup and SkekMal were behind her. Both warriors made sure to be there to catch Ghost when she was about to fall. They wobbled for a bit until it was Hup’s turn to support Ghost.

Ordon walked over to Ghost. “Ghost! You shouldn’t be up and walking. Especially now.”

Ghost looked at him. “It’s ok. I had the healers look over me. They said I should be strong enough to at least walk around. I thought to at least have a look outside to see how everyone is doing and check on the crystal.” To Ghost’s surprise, the large white bird walked over to Ghost and nuzzled her. She giggled. Her hands gripped the bird just as she was about to lose her balance.

“I appreciate the concern.” Ordon said. “But you really need to-”

“Captain! Captain!”

Ordon turned around to see a guard running towards him. “What is it?”

“It’s time! Maudra Fara, The General and some of the warriors just spotted movement a few feet from where we are.”

Ordon turned back to the others. “Alright. Just like we’ve discussed earlier. Ghost, I want you back at the hut. The Ornamentalist will be joining you since he’s still in no condition to fight. Rian, Gurjin…” He looked at SkekMal. “Hunter….You three are with me.” With that, he turned and walked away.

Rian looked at Ghost. “Glad to see you up. Just be careful.” He looked at Deet. “Please take care of her.” He walked away with Gurjin close behind him.

SkekMal walked. Then, he turned around. He wanted to say something. His mouth was opened. No sound came out. He closed it and continued walking.

Ghost sighed. So much muddled. Even when the Djinn managed to get her anger and sorrow settled, it still boiled up inside her. She felt something tickle her brain. Her ears filled with warbles. She turned to look at the bird. Her image reflected in the steel gray eyes. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to worry you.” Her eyes widened in shock. “Did...did I just understand you?”

Deet gaped. “How’s that possible?”

“I don’t know Deet.” Ghost answered. She began to notice the movement of the Gelflings. “But right now we need to hide before they arrive.” With the help of Hup, Ghost hubbled to the house that she was staying at. It was a little far from the outskirts of Stone-In-Wood. This allowed Ghost to see what was happening but also kept her away from any dangers. When she arrived, Deet and Hup sat her down on a chair. She looked out a window that gave the view of the village.

Orchid soon joined her on the table. She huffed with great annoyance. I better stick with you and Deet. Every time Shield and I walk around here, I nearly get squashed! She crawled onto Ghost’s shoulder. A sigh of relief escaped her. It’s so nice to be on a shoulder that won’t smack me.

“Where’s Shield?” Ghost asked.

He’s hiding out in the secret house.

Ghost sighed. She needed to talk to him. She looked at a thin, tall figure standing next to them. The hood tried it’s best to cover the face. However, Ghost knew that dainty beak anywhere. “Ekty?”

The Ornamentalist slowly pulled back his hood. His eyes held a sad light. The same scars he had from his captivity. His hair was painfully short. He looked away from Ghost. Around his neck was the pearl necklace that Deet had to give him on Ghost’s behalf.

“Ekty! How-” Ghost turned to Deet. “I thought he was permanently turned into a Podling.”

“Not permanent.” Hup said. “Only change back at night.”

“We had to get a different set of clothes for him everytime he showed signs of changing.” Deet handed Ghost a bowl of soup.

Ghost absent-mindedly went for her own necklace. The cool, colorful crystals gracing her neck once more. She took her soup one spoonful at a time. How was I able to do this sort of magic, Ghost thought. I don’t remember anything during the time I was trying to return amongst the living. She closed her eyes. Trying to remember what she said or the gestures she made while she tried to save SkekEkt. The only thing that she could draw out was the voice. The dark, sinister voice that mocked her efforts. Something about it...felt way too familiar. She shivered as she began to recall slithering noises in the darkness. Then, the light. Nothing…

Suddenly, distant voices were heard. Ghost got up and nearly fell over. Hup helped her get closer to the window. The sky was a shade of dark blue now. Barely anything could be seen even with the light of the brightest moon. Deet and SkekEkt joined the group. They narrowed their eyes to see several lumbering shapes move in the undergrowth of the woods. Faint rattling of chains breaking the silence. Heavy breathing reached the household. As if it would shake the very frame of the foundation.

“What are they?” Deet asked.

“Slaves.” Hup said. “Seen them before.”

“How did they get all the way here?” Ghost said. “I didn’t even think any of them could swim in the Silver Sea.”

“Not quite.”

Everyone glanced at the Djinn slithering his way up to the window. SkekEkt made a soundless scream. Doing everything in his power to keep the distance between him and the creature. Hup waved his spoon cautiously in front of it. Deet looking on in concern. Ghost only stood while Orchid simply hissed a warning.

The Djinn looked out the window. It’s lower arms supporting his weight. “There is a clan that can take on a swimming form. Though I suspect that the Star birds are responsible for most of the slaves reaching the mainland.”

“Star birds?” Ghost’s question was halted when a loud roar was heard. She turned her attention back to the window. A wild blaze appeared. Figures being shown against the fire. A blazing figure running in the other direction with SkekVar chasing it. The other figures were being herded by SkekTek and SkekMal. The other Skeksis and Gelfling bordering along the town. Suddenly, a strange bird, just like the white one that Ghost had seen earlier, flew down at them. “Ordon! Gurjin! Rian!” Ghost ran out the door, unaware that SkekEkt had already done just that.

The Djinn slithered after her at lightning speed. He wrapped around her back. His weight barely slowed her down. Ghost’s footsteps were barely heard over the loud voices of Stonewood Gelfling. Ghost almost reached the village when the white bird from early landed right in front of her. She nearly fell backward. The Djinn holding on to her tighter.

Wings extended, the creature screeched at her. It arched its head. The crystal held a dark violet light against the fire. When Ghost tried to run around it, but was stopped by a wall of feathers. It simply tilted the round head. The eyes turned silver in the light.

“What are you doing?!” Ghost shouted through the roar. “I need to be down there!” She gasped as the crystal glowed a violet light. There she saw an image. It was SkekEkt. The ornamentalist was running in the forest alone and bleeding. Ghost gripped her chest. Tears in her eyes. “Why show this to me?! He doesn’t need me! He used my fellow Gelflings! Mira! Me! He never cared for me to begin with! Why should I go after him?!”

“Why did you save him?” The Djinn asked. He shifted slightly. “If he was as terrible as you say he is, why do you risk your life for him?”

Ghost stood there in silence. Her mind racing. Her mouth went dry. She tried to remember her response to the mysterious voice from early. However, it couldn’t be heard. Ghost looked at the image in the crystal. She began to feel Orchid hold onto her shoulder for dear life. Her feet began to move once she saw SkekEkt tumble down. She vanished in the darkness. Her breathing broke through the night. Her ears faintly hearing Deet and Hup running after her. “Ekty! Ekty!”

The brightness of the fire faded to a whitish glow of the moon. Ghost could faintly see the outline of SkekEkt now. She kept calling his name despite her raw voice. Her steps thundered underneath her. She couldn’t use her wings just yet, but Ghost no longer felt any weakness in her limbs. In fact, her body became stronger. Stronger than she could possibly remember. The strength of the wolf creature melding into her own. “Ekty! Ekty stop!” There was no response. She could only hear the Ornamentalist breathing hard. Somehow...Ghost just couldn’t afford to lose him. Not again. “MAMA!” Her foot hit a branch and she crashed with a thud. She slowly got up. Her sniffles echoed in the forest.
Ghost suddenly felt the arms of the Djinn grow longer, wrapping around her abdomen and arms. They began to produce a light blue glow. Suddenly, Ghost was brought back to a different time. It was her at a younger age. All the castle guards that were with her, including Ordon, had started cheering her on as she began to walk. They already knew that Ghost was starting to talk after hearing her calling SkekTek “Tek”, “Blue” and “Papa.”

“Come here Ghost.” Ordon called. His arms were outstretched. A smile on his face. On a bent knee.

Ghost giggled. Her legs wobbled as she tried walking. She was only a few steps toward him when she heard voices. The white Gelfling turned her head, ears twitched, to the source. Further down the hallway was SkekEkt. The Ornamentalist was accompanied by the Gourmand and Scrollkeeper. Her eyes brightened with glee. “Mama!” She wobbled over to him as fast as she could. Despite the calls from the guards, she kept going. It was almost a run when she finally tripped and fell. She let out an ear-piercing wail. Tears streamed down her face.

“Oh dear me.” SkekEkt loomed over her. His face filled with genuine concern. He picked her up with ease. He gently lifted her up and down while softly cooing. When she finally stopped crying, SkekEkt held her close to his face. “There now, Jewel. Don’t cry.” He smiled. “You’re a pretty lady. You need to work on your walk, but pretty ladies don’t cry. Ok?”

Ghost sniffled for a little while. Then she cooed and placed her small hands on his elegant face. “Mama!” She was only met by a soft purr and coos.

Ghost… A small voice erupted the moment. It was Orchid.

“Ghost!” The next voice was Deet. “Ghost! Can you hear us?!”

Ghost blinked her eyes. The warm memory of SkekEkt holding her faded. A cold glow of the moon turned everything around to a bluish-green hue. Her breathing evened. She slowly got up from her spot. Her cheeks wet from crying. She slowly looked up to see Deet and Hup by her side. Deet reached out her hand. Ghost took it. As she did, a shadow loomed over her. She glanced in the direction to see SkekEkt. Ghost swallowed hard. “Ekty...What happened? Why did you run away?”

Silence was her only answer. As the Djinn moved along her back to adjust, a suddenly thought came to him. “What...did you do to him?”

“What are you talking about, Ghost?” Deet asked.

“When this thing attached to me,” Ghost pointed to the Djinn. “He showed a brief glimpse of a memory. SkekEkt’s memory. He was screeching and clawing. SkekEkt would always do that when he’s angry.” She turned to the starfish. “I know you had something to do with it the moment I saw the fear in his eyes.” Ghost grabbed his arms roughly. Her eyes glared at his eye. “What...happened?”

The Djinn expressionlessly gazed at her. “His outspoken nature and his emotions had been problematic to King Neco and the court. He ordered me to take his heart.” He didn’t flinch at the gasps. “It failed. Something...wasn’t whole. Thus, his voice was taken as punishment.”

Ghost looked up. The moment SkekEkt nodded, her hearts shattered. Tears sprang out of her eyes. She wiped away the tears before continuing. “Come on. I know a place where you can write on paper.” With that, she walked to an unknown location.

“Ghost,” Hup spoke. “Where going?”

Ghost looked at the Podling. “A special place I used to go when I was little.” She continued walking. Her hands tight around the Djinn’s arm. Blood leaked out of her hand.
-------------------------(Stone-In-Wood, earlier)--------------------------------------------------
The moon was high. Slivers of white leaking through the trees. All the childlings and mothers were hidden away from the fight. Warriors crouched in place. A hushed silence filled the air. The Skeksis tried their best not to snap at each other or the Gelfling. Rian, Ordon and Gurjin were stationed at Maudra Fara’s palace. SkekMal to the south of the village. At the center, almost close to the hearth, was a pile of food.

“Think they’ll take the bait?” Gurjin whispered. He grunted as he felt sharp talons on his shoulder. “Careful Razz.”

“Razz sorry.” The Bladewing mumbled. “Just nervous. Some prisoners get very desperate here. Some unable to feel.”

Rian raised a brow. “What do you mean?”

“Shhh!” Ordon hissed. “They’re here.”

Faint rustles were heard in the distance. A few lumbering shapes stepped out into the faint light. At least three shapes appeared before them. Chains rattled slightly. Heavy breathing was heard. Suddenly, the air began to stink of rot and mud. Some Gelflings and Skeksis covered their mouths in pure disgust.

“Guh!” Gurjin coughed. “What a stench! Just when I finally washed it out of my clothes.”
“Might’ve found a boat or something to float on.” Rian focused his blue eyes on them.

The dark figures moved closer to the food. Noses in the air, followed by heavy sniffing. Heads turned constantly. The slaves were looking for anyone that was hiding in the dark. A thin monster that vaguely resembled a cat walked over to it. By the look of it, it might’ve been a female. In one, swift movement it snatched a peachberry. Loud sounds of smacking lips echoed in the silence. Before it could grab another one, a shout erupted.

“Now!” Maudra Fara cried. She sprang from her spot, sword in hand. The Stonewood warriors rallied behind her. They closed in on the creatures.

The cat jumped. It gave off a muted hiss. Back arched. Tail flicked to and fro. Teeth bared in the light of the fire. It back away, the body close to the hearth. It cried out as a claws grabbed a scruff of the neck.

“So, you think you can come here and take over Thra?” SkekVar snarled. His face close to the creature’s. “Think again!” With all his might he tossed her in fire. He ignored the screams of the other two creatures.

SkekSo growled. He marched over to the General with great annoyance. “SkekVar! That wasn’t the plan! We need them for answers!”
“We still have two others! Besides, they’re the reason we’re in this mess in the first place!” Crack! The General turned. He gasped as the cat creature crawled out of the hearth. It leaped only a few before it landed on the ground. A few Gelfling backed away. SkekVar was frozen in place. He’d never seen anything like it. Molten eyes staring at his soul. His breath hitched. His whole body was shaking. “W-what are you?”

The cat only stared at him for a moment longer. Then, it bounded away. Leaving a blazing trail behind. Soundlessly, SkekVar chased after it. The other two mud covered creatures tried to follow, but were stopped by the Gelfling and the Hunter blocking their way.

Rian, his father and Gurjin came out of their hiding place. Rian held his weapon against the roundest of the creatures. He shuffled his feet everytime the creature moved. He swung his blade. Then, he saw the fear in the creature’s eyes. Or what he could see as eyes in the dark. He was solemn for a moment. He turned to see SkekTek move up to the two.

The Scientist narrowed his eyes on them. He sniffed them. He covered his nose. “Ack! By the looks of them, they’ve been dirty their whole life. Even if they went in the ocean, it may not be enough to wash it off.” He brushed his claws against them. They flinched in his touch. The dried muck crumpled in his clutch. SkekTek felt the chains along the body. “They might be listening to us or understand our language by now based on what Razz said.” He leaned in closer. “CAN YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT I’M SAYING?!” He sighed as the creature cried out. SkekTek patted the muck away, unaware of the sound of flapping above them. Gelfling guards backing away. The Hunter growling fiercely. “Perhaps we should try a different approoooooooooooooach!” SkekTek screamed as he was whisked away by the talons of the same owl-like creature that he managed to set free.

“What in Thra is that?” Ordon yelled.

“S-S-Starbird!” Razz stuttered. “That a Starbird. Very powerful creature…”

“If it’s so powerful,” Gurjin said over the maddened din. He punched one of the creatures out, allowing the guards to take it. “Why did it end up as a prisoner?”

“Better question.” Rian shouted. “Where’s it going?” To his surprise, SkekMal jumped over him and began to run. Ordon by his son’s side.

“Welp!” The older warrior sighed. “Best follow him.” He began to run after him. Rian and Gurjin ran after him. Razz flapping behind. Unaware that a shadow ducked behind several houses.
----------------------(Dark Wood, Ghost’s secret place)--------------------------
The moon was high in the sky. The trees gave way to a small clearing. Ghost managed to guide Hup, Deet and SkekEkt through parts of the forest that not many Stonewood would travel. The white light gives an otherworldly appearance as her name implies. “I used to come here every now and then when I needed to be alone. After I turned 16, I didn’t visit it as much.” She gestured to the house that stood in the middle of the clearing. It appeared to be an average Stonewood home, but the flowers and dangling jewels contradict it. Even the size was much larger, enough to fit a few Threaders and Skeksis a like.

“You were able to build this?” Deet gasped. Her eyes wide with excitement. “That’s amazing!”

Ghost blushed. “Not really. I think it was an abandoned house from the Arathim war.” Her mouth tightened at those words. She wished they were near a stream so she could wash out the disgust. “Found it one day and decided to spruce it up. It’s been my sanctuary since.” She waved them over. “I have a few items that should help.”

SkekEkt hunched over. He felt smaller than he ever felt before. He briefly looked over his shoulder as Deet and Hup entered through the door. His eyes darted around the dark. He couldn’t understand why, but he didn’t like the crawling feeling on his back. He quickly entered the moment he saw the light in the doorway. The Oranmentalist stared in pure awe.
The room had a heavy smell of herbs. Flowers lined against the wall. A few tapestries and rugs showed brightly colored images of Thra and its magnificent creatures. One corner held a small bed and a nightstand. One table resided close to a nearby hearth. Shield was curled up against one corner of the small room. A soft grunting similar to snoring. Further in was a small workshop with several figurines positioned at the table.

Deet moved to that workshop. She went over to one figurine that resembled a miniature Shield. “This looks so real! How were you able to pull this off?”

Ghost went over to Deet. She tried not to laugh as SkekEkt bumped his head on the ceiling. She smiled as she gazed at her craftsmanship. Her finger gently ran over the thin legs. The eyes glowed softly from the pink stones wedged on the head. “I used some honey resin, thread, broken plates and paper.”

Hup tilted his head. “Broken plates?”

“Gourmand always had a temper when it came to cooking things. He even gets worse when he drinks too much. When one of the other Podlings puts an ingredient in that he doesn’t like, he’ll fly in a rage. He had a tendency to throw a few dishes around. Some nearly hit me!”

SkekEkt hissed at that. He crossed his arms. His lips curled in a snarl.
“That’s awful!” Deet gasped.

“Don’t worry. The Emperor threw a fit and made him stop throwing dishes when one of them smashed into his head.”

“Ow!” Hup said. He rubbed his own head as if he was hit by one.

Ghost gave a bitter smile at the memories. “One day, I saw how the pieces of the plates formed certain shapes.” She gently picked up a LandStrider figure. “...SkekEkt...You once told me to bring out the beauty in everything I see and touch. That’s what I did….I took your words to heart and made these.” She set them down. “Not that you cared. You never did.”

SkekEkt looked at her. He wobbled back injured. He soon bumped into a now awake Shield. The Ornamentalist jumped back slightly. He looked around for some paper. Then, his heart nearly jumped in pure fear. In the darkest corner of the room was another figure. However, it was more sinister than the rest of them. The long, thin body curled up tightly. He shivered at the pure sight of it. He’s seen it before, but where?

Shield let of a startled hiss. Why do you still keep that thing?!

Hup moved closer to it. He looked at it up and down. Then, he pulled a raspberry. “Why so afraid? Just a statue.”

Ghost stiffened. Her mouth tightened harder. Her feet dragged across the floor. The Djinn felt heavier on her back. She shivered as she saw those multiple eyes looking at her. “I had forgotten about that one. I don't know why I made it. However, I once had this image crawl into my mind. I felt that if I didn’t do it, that thing would haunt my mind.” Suddenly, her eyes narrowed. “Deet...Do you see what I see?”

“Yeah…” Deet knelt down. With her Grotten eyes adjusting to the dark, Deet began to notice several claw marks on the floor and against the wall. She traced her fingers against the wood. It was deep. A strange powder mixed with the wood. “It looks like someone got here before we did.”

Suddenly, a faint noise was heard from above. Everyone looked up and strained their hearing. It sounded like flapping wings. They ran outside just to see a sparkling blue shape in the sky. Then, something began to fall. A faint scream soon got louder as it fell to the earth. “aaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! Omph!” The large figure landed with a thud on a soft pile of leaves. It abruptly stood up. It was none other than SkekTek.

Deet and Ghost ran over to him. “Oh my goodness!” Deet yelled. “Are you alright?”
SkekTek sputtered leaves out of his mouth. He got up quickly the moment he heard the large bird land behind him. “Help! That bird is trying to kill me!” The scientist went behind Ghost, using her as a shield.

The bird gave a few soft warbles. It’s head lowered down to everyone’s level. The beak was big enough to eat one herd of Landstrider in one gulp. Talons that could be made into a cage of blue stone. The eyes held no pupils but there were a lot of expressions in them.

“What a ludicrous explanation!” SkekTek roared. “Bringing me here won’t-” He stopped. Stunned by the words he spoke. He shook his head. “Did….I just understand you?” His jaw dropped when the bird nodded. “But that’s impossible! You’re a large bird that glows in the dark! How could you possibly-”

“I heard it too, SkekTek,” Ghost said. She turned to face him. “She brought you here in order to make things right with me. Plus to meet with the others.”

SkekTek stood there silent. Words jumbled in his mind. Trying to find the right response to what Ghost had said.

Wait. Shield tilted his head as he walked toward the group. Ghost, how do you know it’s a she? What is-Ack! Shield was soon knocked over by two brown shapes. He struggled for a moment until he was back on his feet. He let out a fierce hiss.

The creatures squealed in fright. They turned the other direction only to be stopped by Rian, Gurjin, Razz and Ordon. Again, they went another direction but were tackled to the ground by SkekMal. They whimpered under the Skeksis.

“Pathetic whelps!” SkekMal growled. “Just be glad we need you alive otherwise-” He grunted as air had been knocked out of him. He gripped his ribs. His green eyes glared at an angry Starbird. The feathers glowed brightly as if the night sky was draped over. Wings covering the slaves. “How dare-” Before he could answer, his tail was suddenly snatched up by long claws. He glared at the face of his captor.

“Oh my…” The Necromancer spoke. His mask was cracked in a few places. His empty eyes turned to the frightened group. “What do we have here?”

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SkekEkt whimpered. His whole body shook in fear at the sight before him. The Necromancer. The one who made him transform into a hideous creature. The one who made him attack Ghost. His mind began to race back the things that happened at the wretched castle. The jeers. The taunts. Claws, teeth, whips and blades tearing at his clothes. Grueling pain. He covered his eyes.

“Ah…” If the Necromancer was smirking, his mask hid it well. “There’s my pet.” He raised a hand. A dark aura appeared but disappeared the moment a flash of light appeared on SkekEkt’s body. A strange symbol that resembled a shield with Ram horns. “Interesting...A protection rune.”

“Protection rune?” Rian whispered. He looked at Ordon with confusion.

“What do you want?” Ghost growled. It was beginning to sound more feral than normal. Her eyes focused on SkekMal. Her body stayed in place. The word “protect” dancing in her mind.

“I simply want the Blue Haze.” The Necromancer held up SkekMal. “A trade if you will.”

“Blue Haze?” Ghost asked.

“He means me.” The Djinn answered. He began to crawl around until he was on top of Ghost’s chest. A blue eye emotionlessly staring at the enemy. “I have chosen my mistress. I’m obligated to do as she commands. You have no power over me.”

“Oh Thra,” Gurjin mutters. “This night keeps getting weirder.”

“Actually…” The Necromancer pulled out a box. “You were supposed to be guarding these. Remember. The hearts.”

SkekTek gasped. “Ghost! I just remembered.” He lowered himself down to whisper in Ghost’s ear. “Back at King Neco’s castle, one brute made a mention of sparing others of their pain.”

Ghost froze in place. Her mind goes back to what King Neco said about emotions. A large knot in her throat. “Y-you don’t think...those stones are actually…”

“Yes.” The Blue Haze said. “Those ‘stones’ are actually hearts that I helped remove for the sake of sparing the burden of emotions.”

Ghost looked about in pure horror. Her hands shook. Her mouth went dry. Her stomach churning. She looked at SkekEkt. Were they trying to take his heart too? Ghost thought. Then, she glanced over to SkekMal. The Hunter thrashing to break free of the iron grip on his tail. Will they steal his? “Let him go.”

“I don’t take orders from the likes of you, Gelfling.” The Necromancer spoke. He tightened his grip on SkekMal’s tail until there were a few cracking sounds heard. “The Blue Haze has great power over hearts and you have no control over him. You may have made a statement with the Shadow Madness but the little charade is done.” He extended his claws. “The Blue Haze.”

Ghost gripped a little tighter. “He doesn’t want to go with you.” Even, Orchid, who still perched on her shoulder, clung tightly. She couldn’t explain why, but her whole body began to tingle with a strange energy as she said those words.

The Necromancer tucked the box away. He snapped his fingers. A howl vibrated throughout the forest. In a flash, bony creatures appeared. Some of them being long dead Landstriders and Fizzgigs. Others were from creatures of an unknown world. Their hollow eyes are targeting the group. A circle of white surrounding them.

Deet gasped. Her spine went cold at the sight of them. Her memory of her vision returned to her. She shivered. She reached out for Ghost only for Hup to hold her back. She noticed SkekEkt give a soundless screech and ran over to the group that hid underneath the blue Starbird.

Suddenly, The Blue Haze eye began to glow. A light blue mist exploded. The air turned cool around them. A thickness that can’t be seen through the regular eye. Even the glowing light of the Starbirds feathers could be barely seen. Shouts of shock were heard. Growls were soon met by screeches. A grunt from the Hunter followed by a crack in the chaos.

Ghost could see the shadow of the Hunter heading toward her. A gleam of metal briefly seen. Her heart thundered loudly. Fear crept over her heart. She didn’t want anyone hurt, but...She was very hurt by the Skeksis. They took her in. Became the only family she’s ever known. Now...It felt like she barely knew them. Did they care about her? She looked at SkekTek. He possibly did...She thought. After all, Tek was always afraid of the Emperor. He went as far as punching SkekSo. She turned to the form of the Necromancer. Some of the mist began to fade and more boney features were seen. That Necromancer won’t stop. If only I had something to fight him with! A sword, A bow and arrow- A flash of light blinded her. Her fingers began to feel something changing. Smooth skin turned into something hard and firm.

“Mistress…” The Blue Haze said. “When a Djinn is bonded, they can take on the form of anything based on the heart of the master. I still do not truly understand why I was attracted to you. Emotions weaken our kind. Make us vulnerable. Perhaps...you and the Skeksis are an oddity to me.”

“Oddity?”

“In my time, I’ve had hearts that store one emotion. Mostly fear and sorrow. However, there’s a cumbersome mix. You’re angry at them for making you keep a secret that heavily affected this...Thra. As well as being their servant and pet.” The Djinn’s eye lowered slightly. “However, you see them as...family? What is ‘family’?”

“They took me in when no one could at the time.” Ghost explained. Her fingers tightened. “I want to protect them and I want to protect my friends. Rian...Gurjin...Deet...Hup...Orchid...Shield….Ordon...They all deserve so much.”

“What is your wish, Mistress?”

“I want to protect Thra.It should be home to everyone.” As she said those words, the glow faded. In her hand was a bow. A large eye set up on the knotch. Arms arranged as a six pointed star. Ghost looked up as the mist began to fade.

Bones were scattered around. Some with a few complete skeletons. Rian raised his sword. His arm was bleeding. Gurjin next to him, breathing hard. Ordon stood on top of a skull. Hup waved his broken spoon around. Razz circled around the house, letting out a few screeches. Deet comforted SkekEkt and the other individuals that huddled beneath a very angry Starbird. The white Starbird was with the group, hissing. SkekMal and SkekTek were behind Ghost. The Hunter holding the box in his claws. Both Skeksis stared in horror.

In front of them was a more skeletal Necromancer. A lemur creature with red eyes that burned with a strange emptiness. A long tail arched. A spike at the end. Each time he breathed, a whistling sound vibrated in the Dark Forest. “Give...me...The Djinn!!!” He screeched. He reached out toward Ghost.

Without thinking, Ghost grabbed the bowstring. She muttered something that crawled into her head. An arrow of pure light appeared. She gasped. In one fluid movement, she released the arrow. It flew. The light suddenly transformed into a bird and struck the center of the Necromancer’s ribcage. Ghost shielded her eyes as a bright light exploded. Her body pulled close to SkekTek.

The Necromancer roared. The bones turned to stone. Flowers sprouted beneath him. He clawed and bit but nothing worked. He glanced at them one last time. “Impossible! Only those with strong magic can do this! You may have beaten me but you will never destroy the rest of the Bone Court. Death shall rule over all!” Soon, there was nothing but a statue that crumbled into dust.

Gurjin stood there. His jaw dropped. “What….just happened?”

“Star magic…” Razz answered. He soon perched on SkekMal, who was too stunned to even notice. “Star magic happened.”

“Razz…” SkekTek said. “You have some serious explaining to do.”

Orchid shivered. She inched herself closer to Ghost’s neck. The Threader had never seen anything like it. A strange calm during all that chaos. The strange language that her friend muttered. It was almost as if Ghost was calling out to the light.

Ghost let out a shaky breath. She looked down at the bow. Slowly, it warped back into the Blue Haze. She allowed the creature to crawl onto her back. Her gaze went to SkekMal. Ghost took a moment to open the box and stare at the hearts. They all glittered and pulsed. Life...Emotion...All of it inside these stones. Ghost reached out. Tears in her eyes. “Is...Is there any way to reverse this?”

The Blue Haze’s eye began to droop. “That isn’t my intended purpose. Do you really wish to bring the burden of emotion to them all?”

“Emotion isn’t a burden…”Ghost said. She could already feel the exhaustion take a toll on her. She shut the lid of the box. “It’s part of being alive. All creatures need it. Be it Gelfling, Podling, Djinn, Skeksis…” She found herself looking at SkekMal. Her hearts fluttered slightly. “If you don’t say it’s impossible….Then I wish to try.”

The Blue Haze closed his eye. “Very well. I shall use all my power to help fulfill that desire.”

Ghost looked over her shoulder. She wasn’t sure how the Djinn would help her, but she should take a few steps at a time. Her body felt tired, yet her mind screamed to start her journey. The Necromancer may be gone, but the threat is far from over. She gave a small smile and stroked one of the arms that held on to her. “Perhaps...I should give you a new name. I want to call you something aside from Blue Haze.”

“What name do you inquire about?” The Blue Haze asked. His eye opened.

Ghost thought for a moment. She began to take note for the first time how blue the Djinn is. The pattern of the arm having to be armor. Jewel-like armor. She remembered SkekShod, the Treasurer. He once showed her gemstones and gave their names. One of her favorites was the Lapis Lazuli. The deep blue that had golden flecks as if it was trying to mimic the sky. She also remembered that one part of the stones name means “From the Heavens” in another language. “Lazul…” She said, "Your name will be Lazul.”

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The dawn at Stone-In-The-Wood was a somber tone. Warriors dragging their feet. Debris being gathered around. The fire that was started was now a smoldering path. In that scorched path was SkekVar carrying an unconscious slave in his arms. He grunted with each effort. When he arrived, he simply set her down and curled up in the nearest spot he could find. Snores were soon heard, startling a few Stonewood Gelfling.

Ghost, SkekMal, SkekTek, SkekEkt (now a Podling), Rian, Deet, Gurjin, Razz and Hup decided to spend the remainder of the night at her small house. Exhaustion drains them of the will to move. Ordon went on ahead to tell Maudra Fara of what had just happened. The slaves clung to the blue Starbird while the white one simply followed the veteran warrior to the village. When it was officially dawn, the large group headed back to the village. Deet holding the chest this time.

“So,” Deet said. “How are you going to learn that magic, Ghost?”

Ghost looked at the young Grotten. “I’m not sure. There has to be someone that escaped the floating castle who knows about magic. Right now, I should try to figure out how I was able to bring up an arrow of light.”
“Better yet,” SkekTek said. “Can you somehow convince-” He was interrupted by a few warbles. On his shoulder was the blue Starbird, only it seems that she has shrunken down to Razz’s size. “For the last time, Nova! I’m not your partner! It’s bad enough I have her on top of me!” He pointed to Orchid on his other shoulder.

Orchid simply ignored him. She was still rattled by what had happened last night. The energy still swirled in her body. It felt as old as Mother Aughra herself. Maybe even older than that. Orchid only felt strange being Ghost now and needed time to process what happened. While avoiding being stepped on in the process.

Ghost sighed. “I’m afraid I can’t help with that. It’s clear she chose you for a reason. Until Lazul wakes up, we’re on our own.” She turned to look at the slaves. “We should give them food and a bath. I’m pretty sure everyone could stand a clean up after everything happened.”

Gurjin nodded. “Can’t complain here.” He sniffed himself. The Drenchen cringed. “I just realized now how much I stink of that awful place.”

Ghost looked back at the two slaves that shuffled hesitantly. She walked over to them. Her hands reached out. They flinched, frightened of what would happen to them. She gave her softest smile. “It’s ok. I’m not going to hurt you.” They still didn’t move from their spot. She looked over her shoulder. SkekMal eying them closely. “Don’t worry about him. He only attacks if he’s hunting. He won’t hurt you.”

“Not unless they hurt my trophy!” The Hunter hissed. He smirked under his helmet slightly. He instantly regretted what he said as Ghost glared at him.

“Not a big help.”

Deet walked calmly to her. “Can I help? I’m not familiar with bathing, but I’m willing to give it a try.”

Ghost smiled at Deet. “All right then. Help me get some herbs and water.” With that, she walked with Deet, Hup and SkekMal. She ignored the grunting snort from The Hunter. Her wings began to itch. How she wanted to fly. Her nose began to take in the scent of the woods. Earthy undergrowth. The musk of Nebrie. The sweet flowers that she loved to collect. Her steps began to skip slightly. A song slowly buzzed in her mind. When she found the first herb, she sang. Her voice was light and sweet like the birds in the trees. She was so lost in her song, her hands grabbing the herbs and flowers. The delicate petals brought life back into her soul. Once she stopped, she saw SkekMal having his face merely inches away from her. His face almost held an intranced look.

SkekMal blinked. He shook himself slightly. Then, he glanced at Deet and Hup. The duo looked away from him. He let out a low growl. “Let’s...just get the bath thing over with.” He almost lost his breath when Ghost gently touched his arm.

Ghost gave a moment to move his arm around. She pulled away the armor to see that the injury from his time at the castle had been infected. Pus seeping out of the wound. Her hand immediately went to another arm. She even went as far as looking at the injuries on his tail. It was crooked and seemed to have been just as bad as the forearm. “They're infected. Here.” She mashed up one of the herbs in her fingers. A silver-green with a strong minty smell. She rubbed the goo with ease before SkekMal would even protest. “That should help.” Ghost gave a contented sigh and walked on to the area where the Stonewood would take their baths in private.

Gurjin and Rian grunted as they pushed the nervous slaves to the large, wooden tubs. Next to them were a few cauldrons of heated water. Razz adjusted the tubes that helped the water move into the tubs. Scientist merely did a few modifications from afar while SkekEkt merely watched with the slaves close behind the pale Podling. By the time they were done, the group heard a snorted grunt. All eyes were soon on a very tired and grumpy SkekVar.

The General held the other slave in his arms. His breathing is a little heavy. His eyelids drooped slightly. By his side was Ordon and Fara. “Do you have the baths ready yet? I’m about to lose my arms.”
Ghost glanced at him up and down. “This is the first time I’ve seen you this tired, General.”

“I’m not in the mood for your snippy comments!” He was about to advance when Ordon pulled out his sword. The old Gelfling glaring at him dangerously.

Maudra Fara also glared at him. “You’re treading on dangerous ground, SkekVar. You may have helped in retrieving that slave, but do not forget we’ve learned the truth. It’s bad enough that we STILL don’t know where The Chamberlain is! We only allow you to stay here only because Mother Aughra, the crystal and Ghost need you. If it were up to me, I would have driven you out.”

SkekVar grew silent and simply set the slave down. He hobbled over to the nearest tree and laid down. He was asleep in a matter of minutes.

Ghost shivered. Her fingers rubbed against the area where SkekSil had stabbed her. Her mouth went dry. After all that time, she had completely forgotten about him. She looked at SkekEkt who looked away in shame. Her ears heard a growl from SkekMal and a hiss from SkekTek. Her attention went to Maudra Fara. What happened to him? She thought. If he’s not buried in the rubble, where is he? Her wings began to turn cold. She was shaking uncontrollably. Then, she felt warm hands on her shoulder. It was Rian and Gurjin. Both of them with remorse.

“We’re sorry, Ghost.” Rian said.

“We didn’t want to upset you.” Gurjin sighed. “After learning you were stabbed by the Chamberlain, some of the guards scouted the castle. There was nothing there. Only a piece of his robe.”

Ghost swallowed hard. “It-It wasn’t your fault. I should’ve asked that question sooner.” She turned her attention to the spout. “Is everything ready?”

“Got the herbs?” Gurjin asked. “Unless you’ve been rolling around with those jelly legs.”

Ghost held up the herbs and flowers she collected. Deet held up her bushel. Ghost let out a laugh. “These jelly legs have saved your behind on more than one occasion! Let’s get the water flowing.”

SkekTek rolled his eyes. He pulled the level and the water began to rush out. Razz squawked as he was hit by one. He fell into the tub. The Bladewing popped his head out. “Razz ok!”

The slaves stared at the water. They shivered. A little whimper escaped their mouths. Even the cat-like slave began to wake up. A confused look on its face. The stockier of the two loomed over and dipped a paw in the water. It yelped.

Ghost and Deet went over to him. Deet gave a warm smile to him. “It’s ok.” The Grotten put her hand in the water. She swirled it around. The clear water created fast ripples with each movement. She pulled her hand and waved her fingers. “See?”

Ghost guided the slaves deformed hand back into the water. She moved it slowly. Allowing the heat to sink in. She smiled as her ears picked up a soft rumble. Her fingers began to rub the dirt away. “This will help you feel better. Just climb over the tub.” Ghost and Deet lifted with all their strength to get the slave in. Sprays of water hit them as the slave went in. Ghost tossed the flowers and herbs into the water. She turned to the other slaves. “Give it a try.”

The other two were also hesitant. The cat glanced over to where SkekVar slept. Then, it took notice of Ordon and Maudra Fara. A sigh escaped before both of them crawled in. They both shivered as the water draped over them.

Ghost picked up the nearest sponge. She soaked it and began to scrub the bulky slave. She tried not to chuckle as Deet picked it up like a childling seeing a toy for the first time. I forgot, Ghost thought. Grottens don’t get sponges underground. Plus, Deet is just starting to learn our customs. I shouldn’t laugh.

“What’s this?” Deet asked. She held out her sponge.

“This is a sponge. We use this to help scrub away dirt and other stuff.” Ghost continued to scrub with ease. She nodded when Deet mimicked her movements. The two kept scrubbing until they began to see stone grey skin underneath. However, there was still a lot of space to cover. “We’re going to need more sponges.”

Ordon sighed. “I’ll go get some more.” He soon left. His sword tucked away.

Maudra Fara shook her head. She looked back at Ghost. “Razz told me about what happened between you and the Necromancer. I’m sorry we didn’t come to you any sooner.”

“No.” Ghost spoke. “It’s not your fault. You were busy with the village. Especially after Nova made a scene.”

“Nova?”

SkekTek pointed at the Starbird. “This pile of feathers here.” He squawked when he got bit.

Maudra Fara laughed. Then her face went serious. “Apparently, the box held something very important. The guards in charge of it were knocked out. Thankfully…” She sighed. “What was in it that was so important?”

Ghost gripped the sponge tightly. Her mouth went dry once again. “There were some stones...But...They’re actually hearts. As well as four pelts. Though I don’t know why that is.”

Maudra Fara froze in shock. “Hearts?!”

“They believed that removing a heart would spare them of pain.”

“Unbelievable…”

“They been trying to remove SkekEkt’s as well but they didn’t succeed.” Ghost turned her attention away as she heard a startled snort. The General being wide awake. Alarmed by this news. “It was because he wasn’t whole. We managed to get them back from the Necromancer, but…” Ghost sighed. “Getting them back to their rightful owners is another story.”

“Well...At least no one else got injured aside from the Hunter.”

Ghost had a moment to change the subject. “Where are the other ‘Lords’ now?” Those words instantly went sour in her mouth.

“Bathing in a river. Most of them didn’t like the ashes on them.”

Ghost sighed. “Of course…” She looked at SkekVar. “What about him? How was he able to capture her.”

“Her?”

Ghost pointed to the individual. “I noticed that he was struggling to hold her. How was he able to take her down?”

“Ask me when I’m fully awake…” SkekVar snipped. He went back to sleep again.

Ghost sighed. “Might as well just keep scrubbing before we do anything else.” She went back to her work. The sponge turned black in her hand. Her eyes focused on the slave. Her emotions being dragged away into a small box. Being locked away before spilling over.

“Would you like any food?” Maudra Fara asked.

Ghost shook her head. “No. Thank you anyway. We had a little bit of food before coming here.”

“Ok...Just be careful.” With that, the Stonewood Maudra began walking away. She bowed to Ordon as he came by with a large box of sponges. Her face grim. Her eyes glazed over as Ghost’s words vibrated in her mind. What did she mean about The Ornamentalist not being whole?

Ordon handed the sponges to everyone. He looked at Rian squarely in the eye. “Don’t run out of this one. Ghost needs all the help she can get.”

Rian gave a stiff smile. “I’m not planning to. Ghost tried her best to be there for me when I lost Mira. Now, I need to be there for her.” He glared at SkekMal and SkekTek. “Especially with these two.”

With that, everyone except for the Skeksis began to work on the slaves. Ghost and Deet had to move some flowers around as their burly charge began crying as the water began to turn black underneath the bubbles. Gurjin and Rian had to dodge several splashes as theirs began to flail about. Ordon and Hup wrestled with theirs until a small growl from SkekVar calmed the creature down. All the sponges turned black by the time they were done. They were all surprised by the final result.

“Wow…” Gurjin breathed.

“After all that work...I never…” Rian spoke.

The three slaves stood before them. Free of their chains and muck. Wrapped in warm blankets as Ordon looks for a blanket. The burly slave was bear-like. The armor resembles a mix of a rhino and armadillo. Two ears sat on his head. The other slave was a little less burly. A mix of poison dart frog and star-nosed mole. The third was more cat-like with a bright orange coat, yellow eyes and red tiger stripes. Her ears stood upright with several tufts of fur at the tip.

Razz chriped in delight. “I’ve heard of clans but only from elders! Finally, Razz sees them without dark and muck!”

“Clans?” Deet tilted her head. Then her eyes widened. “Like ours here in Thra?!”

“Finally.” A hoarse voice said. “Something useful.”

The group turned around to see SkekSo and the other Skeksis walking up to them. A few guards behind them. Their eyes were more sunken than normal. Their movements were slow like each step had become agonizing to them. The robes were wet, clinging to skeletal limbs. All of them had a grim expression on their faces. Maudra Fara and other Stonewood warriors were close behind them.

The Emperor snapped his head. He gave a wheezed growl. “General! Get up! There’s work that needs to be done!”

“A few more minutes…” SkekVar groaned.

“NOOOOOOOOWWWW!”

“Gyaaaaahhhh!” SkekVar rolled onto his feet and rushed over to the Emperor. He huffed. It was as if he ran from Stone-In-Wood to Ha’rar.

Razz took a deep breath. He fluttered over to the Emperor. He perched on SkekSo’s beak cover. Head raised defiantly, earning a few gasps of surprise. “Listen good, you rotten stiff-lipped beaky! Razz tried to warn you. Tried warn all of you, beakies. But NNNOOOOOOOO!!!! You disregarded Razz and hissed. Now here you are! Out of castle. Have no way of talking to All Maudra. And have enemies chase you! So only help you now because friend Ghost.”
SkekSo glared hard at the bird. “I’m listening...Now.” He growled, followed by that of the other Skeksis. However, it didn’t phase the Bladewing.

Razz got off him and flew over to the cat-like creature first. “This is a Felidawn. Powerful clan. Make really good armor, weapons and books. Produce fire in their claws. Drew powers from the sun.”

“Well that’s not good considering we have three,” Deet said. “That would make them extremely dangerous to talk to.”

Razz flew over to the next one. “This an Earth Croaker. They dig great! Heard that skin gives itchy poison. Even heard stories of houses made out of pure crystal and reeeeaaaaally tall. Not only that, but wear crystal all the time.” He flicked his gaze at the Skeksis. “Repelled evil. Elder said. Shame they not here on Thra.”

“They sound a little like my clan.” Deet said, she smiled. “We normally live in caves and really enjoy exploring them.” At that moment, Shield gave a sad warble. Deet turned to the Silk Spitter with concern. “Shield? Are you alright?” She gently placed a hand on his leg.

Razz went over to the last slave. “This is an Flower Weaver. Doesn’t look much, but good fighter. Gardener. Loves flowers. Take care of bugs too! Great climbers.” The slave simply twitched.The white flower he held still in his claws.

“They sound a lot like the Spriton Clan,” Rian said. He looked over to Ghost. Her outfit turned black from the muck. He even looked down on his own clothes. “Guess now would be a good time to get a bath.”

SkekOk tilted his head. A look of curiosity on his face. “Razz, is it? Just how many clans are there?”

Razz was silent for a moment. He preened some of his feathers. Then, he finally answered. “Elder said Eleven. Eleven clans.”

“Eleven Clans?!” Everyone shouted in unison.

Razz nodded. “Yes. Canimoon, Felidawn, Earth Croaker, Flower Weaver, Bladewings-Watch it!” He glared at SkekOk. Almost as if he knew that the ScrollKeeper was ready to give a degrading remark. “Wind Leapers, Ice Goblin, Ice Golems, Selkies, Plant Walkers and Starbirds.”

“That’s a lot…” Ghost said. “Can your Elder come over and tell us more about your world?”

Razz grew silent. He bowed his head.

“I’m sorry.” Ghost said. She knelt down and picked up the bird. “It must’ve been so hard for you.” She hugged him.

“Is there anyone else who can give further information?” Maudra Fara asked.

“No.” Razz flew up in the air and hovered. “King Neco ordered that all elders be killed. Considered stories, culture and old history poison. Make more bad emotions.”

“That’s ludicrous,” SkekOk protested. “Why did he onThra invoke such nonsense?”

Without warning, Razz shot straight for SkekSo. Before the Emperor could react, Razz snatched his beak cover. The decay was now shown before the crowd. A slight smell of rot hung in the air. “That why. Shadow sickness came out of nowhere in Lifeno, our home. Spreading like fire. Thought sorrow and fear caused it. King Neco banned emotion because happiness and joy would leave to these emotions. Then, got worse. Elders protested when special artifacts burned. Over time, Shadow madness devoured land. Escaped under rule then end up here.”
“Did you have any idea what they’re planning?” Maudra Fara asked.

Razz shook his head. “No. Sorry. King Neco very secret. Only talks to members of Bone Court.”

“Oh gee,” Gurjin said with a sarcastic tone. “I wonder why that sounds familiar?”

SkekSo gave a growl. Before he could do anything, a large white shape appeared. It was the Starbird that held the crystal on his chest. A few Stonewood Gelfling sat on it’s back. Injured. He silently backed away and waited until Razz gave back his cover.

Maudra Fara and Ordon ran over to one of the Geling warriors as they slid off the giant bird’s back. “What happened?” Maudra Fara asked. “What’s going on?”

The nearest warrior groaned until he spoke. “We were ambushed. We went back to the castle to see if there was anything we could find useful in the rubble.”

“Did you?”

The warrior shook his head. “I’m afraid I have far grim news...It’s the Chamberlain.” At those words a heavy silence filled the woods. The Skeksis shifted nervously. Rian went to Ghost to make sure she’s alright. Even the Starbirds were tense. “What about him?” SkekMal growled.

“He’s alive and...He seems to be aiding them! The Chamberlain convinced them to head for Stone In Wood! He knows that Ghost is alive and needs to kill her!”

At those words, Ghost’s hearts stopped. Her fingers rubbing against the area where his wicked blade cut her. His shadow almost seemed to loom over her. Her body went cold. Her breathing hitched. Eyes wide. Everything began to spin. She could feel everyone’s stare. Ghost glanced over quickly to be sure SkekSil wasn’t hiding in the trees. Then, her legs gave out underneath her.

“Ghost! Ghost!”

Ghost’s vision slowly began to focus on the circle of heads looking down at her. She let out a groan. Ghost began to notice something strange on her back. A firm sensation that she was held up by a pole. She turned her head to see Lazul had extended his arms. Two of them were deep in the ground. She slowly got back up onto her feet.

“Ghost!” Deet gasped. She held Ghost’s hand. The warmth gave comfort to the frightened soul. “Are you ok?”

Ghost leaned forward. Her feet touched the ground. Her stomach churned but not as bad as before. Her hands shook. Tears sprung in her eyes. “No…” She sobbed. “No I’m not…” She let Deet hug her. She soon felt the firm arms of Rian, Gurjin and Ordon embrace her. Ghost allowed her sobs to escape her mouth. Her wings rattled.

Deet rubbed her back. “Let’s...go take our own bath.” With that, she took Ghost away from the maddened group. Leaving them all standing there in silence. Deet began to help Ghost set up the tubs, water and the herbs and flowers that were left over from the previous baths. To be safe, Ghost hung a few curtains to hide themselves from any nearby male Gelfling. The white Gelfling convinced Lazul to slither off her back and placed him in an additional tub. Deet sighed as the warm water touched her skin while the bathing robe clung to her back. “This is great! No wonder you guys use it so much.”

Ghost simply slumped in her tub. The warmth gave her a little comfort. Her torso and back now revealed the jagged scar of where she was stabbed through her own robe. She played with the flowers. The colorful petals danced in shades of pink, white and light blue. She grabbed her sponge. The soft texture gives her a soft sensation to her skin. Smells of sweet herbs tickled her nose. Slowly but surely the strain of the news began to melt away.

“Feeling better?” Deet asked.

“A little…” Ghost admitted. “I thought helping the slaves would make things better and find some solutions. Instead, it just got worse.” She looked over to where the Djinn was. A wooden lid covered the tub as he told her that darkness in water helps maintain his power as all Djinn do. She leaned forward and put her chin on her folded arms. “I don’t know much about this power I’m wielding and now this ‘Bone Court’ is now going after three pelts and a chest full of stone hearts.”

“Don’t worry.” Deet assured. “I’m sure you’ll figure something out.” Deet blinked for a moment. Then, a thought came to her. “Ghost, you keep calling The Ornamentalist, Ekty. Why is that?”

Ghost turned pink at that. “It...was a nickname I’ve given him when I was a mere childling. He preferred that over mama.”

“Nickname?” Lazul poked his body out from the lid. “What is a nickname?”

“A nickname is what someone would call others out of affection,” Ghost explained. “Well, sometimes…”

“Sometimes?” Deet tilted her head.

“You probably got some of the nasty names the Stonewood Clan gave you sometimes right?”

Deet nodded. “I remember, you helped me and Hup when we first got here.”

“Those are the bad nicknames. I’ve dealt with them before. Weird eyes. Snow rat. Scrawny. Lord’s pet.” The last one felt truly bitter in Ghost’s mouth.

“What nicknames did the other lords go by?” Deet asked.

Ghost gulped hard. The memories felt like spikes in her head. She took a deep steady breath. The suns turned her body into a few shades of gold. Her delicate wings silver in the light. “With SkekTek, I would call him Blue because he’s the bluest of the Skeksis. SkekLach would be called Lach or Cloud. Though he goes bonkers when I try telling someone about how he got the nickname Cloud. Needles was something I would call Ritual Master because he was always fussy about something. Almost as much as Speckles.” Ghost gave a laugh. “Speckles is SkekOk. He’s the Skeksis with all those glasses on his beak. To this day, I still wonder how he keeps them on.” Both she and Deet let out a laugh. “Gourmand was once called sniffles because he would always sniff a plate before eating it. ‘Make sure it’s attractive.’ He said. SkekLi goes by Laughter since he’s a jokester. SkekShod’s is Shadow due to his movements. SkekSa...Now thinking about...Oceanwalker would’ve been her nickname.”
Lazul turned his blue eye at Ghost. “Didn’t you call SkekSil, Silver Tongue?”

At the mention of the Chamberlain, silence hung in the air. Deet glared at Lazul. “Can we talk about him? Ghost just recovered.”

“Indeed.”

Ghost and Deet froze. They slowly turned their heads. Both let out a shriek. A large shadow of SkekMal stood behind one of the curtains. It was large and imposing. The boney mask gives him the appearance of a ferocious beast. He simply stood there, but his gaze was just as piercing as ever. Without thinking, Ghost threw her sponge at the curtain. “Hunter! Get out of here! We would like to have our privacy!”

“Why should he?” Lazul asked. He moved his eye between the shadow and the female Gelflings. “And what is privacy?”

“More importantly,” SkekMal added. “Why on Thra would you give my fellow Skeksis such childish names?”

At that, Ghost blushed. Her ears and entire scalp turned pink. She tucked in her lips. Her body slunked deeper into the water. The floating flowers up to her ears. He heard everything, She thought. Her hands were placed over her eyes. Why?
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Once Deet and Ghost were cleaned up, they joined up with SkekMal. Ghost’s ears still burned with shame. SkekMal had heard their entire conversation and she never bothered to pay attention. Of course he would follow her sooner or later. She was a prize to be obtained no matter what she did. Yet...It was nice of him to stay behind the curtains while they got changed. Maybe it was because of Aughra or Lazul. Either way, she still appreciated it. Ghost looked at SkekMal again. Her eyes took in every ounce of his physique. She found herself puzzling for a moment. What kind of face did he have underneath his mask? Suddenly, her thoughts were drawn to the idea of SkekMal bathing in a tub. Wearing a bathrobe. Her face turned a deep shade of red.

Deet turned to Ghost. “Ghost, are you having a fever?”

“No. Why?”

“Because you’re red from ear to ear.” Lazul answered.

Ghost cleared her throat. Now that she had her bath, she had to focus on the next task at hand. She needed to Maudra Fara and Ordon in the next course of action. “We better get back to the others. We still need to figure out-”

“Absolutely not!” The Stonewood Maudra’s voice cut through the trees.
SkekMal groaned. “Great. Another quarrel.” He grabbed Ghost without warning. He ran in the other direction. He moved from tree to tree with ease. He ignored the tiny fists that hit his chest. The flailing gives him no trouble. His ears heard the faint wingbeats of Deet chasing after him.

“SkekMal!” Ghost screamed. “Put me down! Put me dooooooowwwwnnnn!”

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Ghost thrashed furiously. She knows she isn’t going to die by Hunter...Yet...Ghost just needed to know the next plan of action. She needed to find someone aside from Lazul who could teach her magic. A way to reverse the curse that she placed on SkekEkt. Answers to the threat that lurks in Thra. All of it that she can’t do while being carried off against her will. Ghost over to Lazul. “Lazul!” She screamed at the Djinn. “Get SkekMal to stop!”

“As you wish, mistress.” With that, Lazul extended his arms out. One wrapped around The Hunter’s neck. While the upper arms snatched the SkekMal’s arms. The lower legs stretched to the nearest tree branches and coiled around them. It all came to an earth tumbling halt. SkekMal choked as the impact tightened his throat. His secondary limbs popped up just in time to lower the descent, but soon lost his grip on Ghost. As Ghost hovered in midair after regaining her balance and wing power, SkekMal hit the ground hard. His bone mask fell on impact. It flipped in the air before it got stuck on the ground teeth first. For a moment he lay still.

Ghost gasped. She glared at the Djinn. “Why did you do that for?! I wanted you to stop him, not hurt him!”

The djinn was dangling on a branch. He looked up. “I simply did what you asked me to.”

Ghost fluttered down to the unconscious Skeksis. She knelt down to have a look at him. A hand moved slightly close to his beak. No injuries and breathing, she thought. That’s good. Her eyes focused on something interesting. SkekMal had a plume of white feathers on top of his head. He looks barely aged compared to the rest. His skin was not as wrinkled. She almost reached for the secondary limbs to see if anything broke, but leaned back as he let out a groan.

SkekMal slowly opened his eyes. As his vision focused, he began to see Ghost. Her fragile form looked beautiful in the spotted light of the forest. The snowy white skin returned to its original state. Her heterochromatic eyes glittered with worry. SkekMal tried to reach for her but his arm didn’t cooperate for a moment. “Oh...Thra…” He wheezed. “That hurt.” He slowly got up to his feet.

“D-d-does anything hurt?” Ghost asked.
“No…” SkekMal said. He glared at Lazul. “Not as much as he’s going to!” He marched over. He reached into his robe. SkekMal stopped. He fiddled with his robe. The Hunter let out a roar. “Just great! Now my weapons are gone!” He was surprised when Lazul and Ghost handed his crooked blades.

“Here…” Ghost lifted the weapons as best as she could. Her arms ached from the weight, but it wasn’t anything she dealt with before. A brief memory of lifting SkekVar’s dagger echoed in her mind. “I just wanted him to get you to stop dragging me away from the others.”

“I can’t stand petty squabbles.” He grabbed his blades. SkekMal regretted those words as Ghost’s eyes burned at him.

“What we heard back there isn’t petty! I’m sure of it.” She began to pace the forest floor. Unaware of the small sparks that were produced under her feet. “We’re in a bad situation. Like it or not you’re involved too! I don’t like fighting or arguing as much as any Gelfling or you, but we need a plan! If we don’t do something, all of Thra will die and all YOU care about is hunting me down and making me your-trinket!”

SkekMal growled at her. “Be thankful Mother Aughra asked me-”

“Is that the only thing that makes you kill or don’t?!” Ghost bared her teeth. A small spark escaped her mouth. “When someone asks you a specific target?! Are you still planning to kill me after what you’ve learned of what the Chamberlain had done?!”

“I wouldn’t have wanted to kill you anyways. Mostly because-”

“Because what? Say it! Say it! I don’t know what other Gelflings say behind my back?! That I’m weak! Fragile! A sickly Gelfling that shouldn’t be alive and a lousy half-blood to boot!” Ghost was on the brink of tears now. “I would always hear it from SkekSil when I’m not in the room. I would hear from some of the castle guards! It bothers me day to day. But you know what?! I got through it! So you have to deal with planning and strategy if you have to be with me! Deal with a weak Gelfling! Because I’ve dealt with death before so I’m not afraid by THE LIKES OF YOU!” Without realizing it, Ghost slapped SkekMal hard. She froze. Her hand stung, but not as much as the shock of what she had done. She never did that to anyone, not even to SkekSil.

SkekSil stood there. His rage vanished like a puff of smoke. Replaced by pure shock. He’s seen Gelfling get angry, but not like this. The strength in her slap felt like her own emotions hit his core. A sense of defiance that he’s never seen before. Raw. Powerful. Was it the otherworldly power that was doing that? No. It was all her. He opened his beak to say something, but the words were left empty. What is Ghost doing to me, he thought.

Suddenly, screeching and barking was heard above them. The two looked up and were surprised at what they were seeing. Fearless and Grumble barking at a fuzzy green blob that was scrambling away to distance itself. Pecking at Lazul’s arms. “Mistress. With permission, remove this destructive creatures before-” The branch snapped and they all came tumbling down. Ghost was able to catch Grumble, Lazul and the mysterious green creature while SkekMal had Fearless land in his claws.

“Sidetic!” Ghost’s eyes widened in amazement. The little green creature was none other than the one from SkekTek’s lab. She hadn’t seen the creature since she left the letter. “What are you doing here?!” The white Gelfling giggled as the creature cooed and nuzzled against her cheek. His kisses a wash of relief followed by Grumble’s. Her laughter soon died as she turned her attention to Fearless. Her lips turned inward with worry. Last night, she managed to keep the fierce Fizzgig away from the Skeksis in order to prevent these conflicts. Now it was in the claws of the most hot-tempered Skeksis she’s ever met.

Fearless sniffed for a moment. She stared at SkekMal’s eyes. She didn’t whimper or growl. The Hunter himself wasn’t responding to the creature. Without warning, Fearless kissed the Skeksis. She soon hopped onto his shoulder and gave a contented bark.

“Get off of me!” SkekMal roared again.

Ghost stared in amazement as the grey Fizzgig got off without a fuss. She set Grumble down and allowed Lazul to crawl back onto her back. Her eyes watched SkekMal as he reached his mask. “That’s a first. Normally Fearless would always growl at everyone she meets. I was the only one she’ll ever get near let alone touch.” Ghost tilted her head. “How come you always hide your face underneath that?”

“That’s none of your concern,” SkekMal grumbled.

A flutter of wings was soon heard. Deet arrived with Razz by her side. Her cheeks were flushed. Her breathing was a bit harsh. She fluttered down. Deet knelt down with her hands on her knees. “There you are….It took me a while to find you.” She pointed to Razz. “Razz was able to spot you after your accident. Are you ok?”

“A bit…” Ghost admitted. “Just had a stern talk with SkekMal is all.” She waited for SkekMal to protest about her slapping his face but it didn’t happen.

Razz fluttered onto Ghost’s shoulder. “Good. Now count three.”

“What?” Ghost blinked.

“Just count.”

“What is the significance of that?!” SkekMal growled.

“Count!” Razz’s feathers were raised now. Crest forming on his head.

“I’ll go!” Deet offered. “One….”

“Two-Wait a minute!” Ghost shook her head. She turned her head to Razz. “What happened with Maudra Fara and the others?”

“Say three and you seeeee.”

SkekMal growled. He was about to raise his sword when one look at Ghost made him freeze. I’ll prove you wrong then, my little prize. He sighed and sheathed his weapons. “Ugh...Three.” He cried out when a flash of white swooped out of nowhere and grabbed him, Deet and Ghost in a matter of minutes. Wind whistled around him as he was tossed up and soon landed in a seat. Ghost in front of him. “What in Thra?!”

“What’s going on?” Deet asked.

“Just a new form of travel we’re working on.” Gurjin smirked. His thick braids waving in the wind. Rian was in front of him, holding on to the white feathers of the Starbird. The young Gelfling were now dressed in clean clothes. Rian turned around. “It took awhile to reach an agreement,though.”
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“Absolutely not!” Muadra Fara shouted. She gave an apologetic look at the slaves that curled up in fear at the sound of her voice. “I will not allow you travel through the forest to Ha’rar and endanger the All Maudra!” She glared hard at SkekSo. Her lips formed a thin line. Her hand steady on her sword.

“The All Maudra is already in danger!” SkekSo pointed out. “With Chamberlain working with them, it would only be a matter of time before he spreads more lies.”

Rian walked up to the Emperor. “The same sort of lies you’ve told us and Ghost? We’re better off going to Ha’rar without you!”

SkekTek cautiously walked in between them. “Um...If I may point something out...What happens if we don’t show up at the All Maudra’s Castle? The Vapran Clan and the rest of Thra would think we were killed during the raid and might have SkekSil as the new Emperor.” He flinched as they all turned to him. He cleared his throat. “It would be his word against ours. And if we stay here, we might be in more danger since they seem keen on getting the box and Ornamentalist. But...um…” SkekTek palmed himself. “I can’t believe I’m saying this. We could try riding these Starbirds and get ahead of them.”

“What?” SkekVar and Ordon asked in unison.
“N-N-Nova offered a safe ride on our backs. She said that they fly to the next town easily. Far better than a carriage.”

SkekSo and Maudra Fara glanced at Razz. The Bladewing gave an annoyed look. “It true. Starbirds were once partnered with mighty beings. Rode on their backs a few times. Considered old legend.”

“Well...If that’s the case.” SkekSo turned to the white Starbird. He approached it. “Let’s end this argument and go on with them. It would save trouble.” The Emperor flinched when he saw the feathers flared. He leaned away. The Starbird gave a fierce hiss. Beak clacking.

SkekTek gulped. He fiddled with synthetic claws. Why can I understand them? This is beyond any scientific logic. “I-It seems the Crystal doesn’t want you or any of us on his back.”

“Preposterous! Why-” The Emperor was only met with more hissing and glares from the Gelfling. He cleared his throat. He smacked his robe. The black cloth was now lined with mud. No Podlings to wash it this time. No help from Ghost either. Something about that thought made his beak become painful underneath the cover. “Never mind.”

Nova jumped up from SkekTek’s shoulder. Wings flawed. A bright light temporarily blinded them for a moment. Then, the creature grew back to the original size when the first encountered her. Wing extended to SkekTek. Warbles and coos filled the forest.

“Y-you want me to get on your back?” SkekTek looked at the wing. He blushed as the coos reached his mind. He fiddled with his claws. “Tha-That’s a bit of an exaggeration…”

“Exaggeration?” SkekLach tilted his head. “What’s she talking about?”

“JUST GET ON THE STUPID BIRD!!!” SkekSo commanded. His response was met by a fierce hiss.

SkekTek took a deep breath. He walked closer to the wing. He placed his hands on the wing. He shivered. His body felt a strange sensation through his body. Not the same sensation when the crystal was draining his essence. It felt comforting. Safe. SkekTek flinched as a small tap hit his neck. His eyes turned to Orchid. The Threader urged him. He climbed up. His legs settle around the neck. He felt like a childling riding a Landstrider for the first time.

“There now we can-” SkekSo was suddenly cut off. His robe caught in Nova’s beak. His bare feet flailed in the air. “What the-Get me down from here!”
Nova began to lurch forward. Razz cackled as the group of Skeksis were making a frantic effort to bring their Emperor down. Her steps cautious but quick as she avoided the laughing Gelfling and the awed slaves. Shield gave a strange noise that resembled laughter. Even SkekTek was able to have a laugh. Suddenly, Nova flipped the Emperor over and began picking up the other Skeksis with ease.

Ordon cleared his throat. He turned to Muadra Fara. “I better be going then. I am the Captain of the Crystal guard. Even if it was a farce.” He felt a hand on his shoulder. Ordon turned to Rian. His son’s blue eyes remind him of his wife’s.

“Don’t say that, father,” Rian said. “You’re a great warrior and father. Ghost would think that too. We should be with her right now.” He cautiously looked in the distance. “I wonder where she and Deet are.”

Gurjin and Hup glanced around. The duo grimace. Gurjin tightened his fist. “The Hunter is gone too. We should’ve kept a better eye on him.”

“It wouldn’t have mattered,” Maudra Fara said. “Our guards tried to do so, but he was able to keep himself hidden or appear when he needed to.”

Razz fluttered over. “I go find. You hop on Crystal Bird. Bye Maudra Fara. See soon.” With that, Razz flew into the trees.
Gurjin laughed. “I got to admit. He’s starting to grow on me.” He rubbed his shoulder. “Though I wish his claws weren’t as painful.” Gurjin saw a white wing presented to him and Rian. He smiled. With confident strides, he began walking up. Then, he heard a few noises. Gurjin turned around and saw Shield. He waved the Silk Spitter over. “Come on you. Ghost would be upset if you’re left out.”

Shield gave an excited whirl. He quickly clambered up with ease. He sat a little further toward the tail to allow Rain and Ordon to sit in front. Shield even gave the slaves a few comforting pats. This is going to be exciting! He said. I’ve always wondered what it's like to be in the sky.

Rian groaned as he sat down. “Razz is right. We really need to learn Arathim.” Both he and Ordon laughed. His blue eyes then turned to Maudra Fara. “I’ll protect Ghost. I promise.”

“May Thra protect you all.” Maudra Fara said as the Starbirds took to the sky.
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Ghost stared in amazement. She looked to her left. Her smile grew bright as she saw Nova flying in the sky. SkekTek having the time of his life. She even laughed as SkekSo clung on to the feathers as if he would fall by the billowing winds. Ghost shifted her gaze to everything around her. The forest and the Crystal Desert behind her. The fallen castle to her left. The fields of Spriton plains beneath her. Landstriders running with ease. Her right holding the swamps of Sog and the north showed Ha’rar and the Silver Sea. Her ears tickled at the sensation. Her wings popped open immediately. Hunger for flight.

Rian grabbed her arm. “Careful Ghost. You’ve never been this high up before.”

“That’s not entirely true.” Ghost held up her hand. Once Rian touched it, she gave the memory of escaping the Hunter by flying high in the air. When the Dreamfast was done, Rian stared at her with a shocked face.

“I can’t believe you did that!” Rian exclaimed.

Ghost laughed. “If there’s one thing Ordon taught everyone is that you never underestimate your opponent. I had to practice defending myself if I want to...to…” Her words died in that moment. Tears brimming her eyes.

Gurjin looked at the horizon. “Oh! Look there, Ghost!” He pointed at the horizon. “There’s Ha’rar. We’ll be there in no time.”

“Yeah,” Rian said. “I’m sure Brea would be excited to see you.”

Ghost frowned. “That is if SkekSil’s lies reached her too.”

Deet gave a small smile. “Come on, Ghost. I’m sure she’ll-” Her words were cut off as a blaring sound like a fierce trumpet reached their ears.

Shield and Hup looked at the sky frantically. The three slaves cowarded. Their forms hunched over to make themselves smaller. What is that?! Shield spoke. A large shadow covered the sky. Everyone looked up. A grotesque creature loomed over them. Fins that resembled wings. Long shark-like tail at the end. Massive teeth that were big as the pillars of the castle. A shark shaped head with Lionfish patterns arched in a menacing angle.

“No…” Razz’s feathers raised. “This bad! This really bad!” He got off of Ghost’s shoulder and plunged for the trees. “Follow! Get to lower ground!”

“What is that thiiiiinnngg?!” SkekTek screamed. He clung onto Nova as she made a plunge for the ground.

Ghost felt words forming in her mind. A name. Old. Much older than Mother Aughra herself. Suddenly, she noticed Deet lost her grip on the chest. It slipped ready to plummet to the earth. Ghost broke free as the name and warnings from the White Starbird echoed in her head. She felt Sidteec clamp at the back of her collar. Her hands reached out. The silvery-white wool felt out. Her wings flared out. In an instant, she grabbed them both. Her feet hovering a few feet above the treeline. She looked up to see the enormous creature heading towards her. Heart hammering, she tried to fly into the trees only to be knocked by the tail. Ghost regained her balance. She kept going to the trees, but each time she did she was knocked away or nearly chomped in two by massive teeth. For a while, it felt like an endless cycle until a flash of white grabbed her while a flash of blue clawed at the creature’s back. A flash of lightning sparked around.

“Friend Ghost ok?!” Razz asked. His feathers crackled with electricity.

“Yes.” Ghost blinked. “You can create lightning?!”

Razz nodded. “Part of our specialty since bound by storms. Razz learned it when got here.”

“Then how come you didn’t use it before?” SkekMal asked.

“Too risky.” Razz sighed. “Plus not worth it on sorry beakies.”

SkekMal rolled his eyes. Suddenly, he noticed that the two Starbirds were heading straight for the trees. “Look out!” He wrapped his arm around Ghost’s waist. The world spun as they dodged them. The gravity pulls at them, making it difficult to hold on.

Ordon and Rian shifted. They soon noticed an opening that was starting to yawn before them. “There!” Ordon yelled. “We can lose him there!”

The two Starbirds lifted themselves up for a few feet. Then, they plunged into the hole that was large enough. Darkness swallowed them. Screams and roars could only be heard. Trees snapped. The earth thundered. Another roar. It felt like an agonizing eternity until silence ruled them. The cavern filled with heavy breathing. Gentle lights began to glow around them. Frantic hands grabbing onto feathers.

“Who...was that?” Deet whispered.

“The better question is what is that?” Rian said. His arm wrapped around Deet’s waist. He turned bright red as he realized this. The dark, large eyes staring back at him. Only mere inches to his face. He pulled his arm away. “Sorry.”

Ghost was about to answer. Suddenly, she found herself sinking. Her body was trapped in a dark place. Yet, it was very warm. Suddenly, a cold sensation rushed to her. Bright light flooded into her vision. Several large giants loomed over her. They all stared at her with pure awe. Pure love. She tried to hear what they were saying but it was gargled. Ghost was suddenly yanked back into reality by the firm arm of SkekMal and Shield’s tapping.

Ghost, are you ok? Shield asked. He loomed over SkekMal’s shoulder to have a better look at her friend.

Ghost nodded slowly. “Yeah...Everyone ok?”

Hup groaned. “World...spinning...Not good…” He heaved over the side. His garb was held up by Gurjin.

A loud groan followed. Everyone looked around for the source of the noise. It wasn’t SkekLach that was for sure. When the groan came again, they realized it was from SkekOk. The ScrollKeeper adjusted his glasses that didn’t fall off his beak. “Normally I would never agree with a Podling but considering the straining ride...I too am feeling...nauseous.” He soon heaved over the side. To his embarrassment, it hit SkekZok. “Dear me...Sorry.”

“Gaaaahhhh!” SkekZok used the sleeve of his robe to remove the vomit. SkekLach tried to hide his chuckle.

SkekSo growled. He tightened his grip on Nova. His blue eyes pierced through the darkness. He saw Razz fluttering in a few directions. His arms ached from the impact. His beak itched underneath the cover. “Bladewing! What was that creature in the sky?”

Razz gulped. His feathers flared. “Only heard story from Elder, but everyone know of Murkon. Evil god.”

“A what?” SkekSo tilted his head.

“You mean a meaner version of Mother Aughra?” Ghost asked.

Razz nodded. “Yes. Big trouble. No doubt want to finish what he started.”

“He’s going to patrol the skies for us?” Ordon sighed. “Looks like our trip to Ha’rar got complicated.”

Chapter Text

Silence ruled Stonewood Forest. Trees were knocked over. Soil and rock upturned. In the hole, a light blue head popped out. Nova scanned the area. She carefully emerged. Warbles soon followed.

Razz fluttered out. He laid himself on the ground. His feathers are back to their normal state. His eyes lowered. “All clear.”
The white Starbird followed. Everyone groaned. Once the Starbirds laid down, they all began to slide off. SkekOk stumbled and tried not to kiss the ground. SkekZok grumbled about his robe. SkekEkt silently slid off, his hands shaking. Ghost and SkekMal stayed on a moment longer, staring at the chest. As for Hup, he sat down on the nearest tree stump.

“Well.” Ghost said. “I think we should head back to my place. I know the nearest path.”

SkekSo groaned. He rubbed his claws along his temples. “Why, pray tell,should we do that?”

Ghost’s eyes hardened. “I have some gear and armor that should help us out of our predicament.” She boldly took a few steps to the Emperor. Everyone was holding their breath around her. Her ears flicked up. Her head held high. “May I remind you that we now are dealing with a deity that has the power of Darkness, let alone can control the Darkening. If you want to argue like this as a mere childling fine! But I will not let anyone else die while we’re together!”

SkekSo growled. Then, SkekVar stepped in. His large bulk gets between his leader and Ghost. The Hunter eyed them both wearily. “Emperor. I hate to admit it, but she’s right. We’re at a disadvantage. Our only chance is to regroup and come up with a better plan.”
SkekSo was silent. “Fine...Only because I’ve had a long, near death flight. I’m not in the mood for anything else to go wrong.”

After some time walking down a path, they managed to find Ghost’s secret home. Everyone gathered some food and began to settle down. Ghost took a moment to eat before she began to work on some robes. Her fingers weave through the cloth. The feathers stitched in place with a steel needle. She ignored the stares from everyone as she focused on her tasks. Her pack began to fill with ropes made from Arathim silk. Several weapons. A map of Thra. She nearly jumped when SkekVar touched the robe she was working on.

“Is this...What you’ve been working on all this time?” The General asked. “You seem to be wasting time by fighting dummies. Though it seemed close to being life-like.”

Ghost froze. Her ears flicked up. “Wait...How do you know about those?”

SkekVar blinked. His mouth tightened. He tried to focus on something that would take the subject off what he said. Then, the General found it. Trembling white hands. Wait, is that frost underneath her fingers? “You’re getting the shakes again. I think you need to take it easy.”

Ghost looked down. He was right. Her hands were vibrating. Almost up to the point where her hands were unable to hold the needle properly. Her chest felt tight and weird. “I’ll-I’ll be fine. I just need to finish this.” Before she could protest any further, SkekVar gently pulled her work away from her and set it on a nearby table. Then Ghost was picked up. Her cheeks flushed at this. It hasn’t been done since she was a childling.

“You need to stop.”

“Why? Afraid of losing your pet?”

A heavy thickness filled the house. Everyone stared at the duo. SkekTek and SkekEkt nervously watched. SkekSo raised a brow in intrigue. Rian and Gurjin readied their swords. Hup’s face soured. Even SkekMal and the Fizzgigs gave a low growl. However, SkekVar’s eyes were filled with genuine sorrow. A want that he couldn’t name. “No…You…just…wouldn’t be able to help anyone if it gets out of hand.” The general set her down with ease.

Ghost took a deep breath. Giving herself a moment to calm down even further. “Very well then. I’ll…sit outside before I resume.” With that, she walked out with Orchid and Razz following her. Grumble trailed behind. She soon sat on a rock. She let out a huge sigh. “Curse it all. I thought I outgrown it by now.”

Lazuli let go of Ghost’s back. He slithered to the front. “Mistress…What are the shakes? All I could feel was your fears.”

Ghost took a deep breath. “It’s something I’ve had since I was a childling. Mostly when I’m frightened of something, my body starts to shake. It’s a warning that my heart is in distress.” She looked at her hand. The hand vibrated. Ghost made an effort to form a fist. She took a few deep breaths to settle down.

“What do you mean that you ‘outgrown’ them?” Lazul asked.

“As I got older, I was over things that scared me. Even I began to rely on medicine less.” Ghost bowed her head. “But then…Mira…” Ghost’s eyes water. She felt something snuggle against her face. In the corner of her orange eye was Orchid. The Threader rubbed against her cheek. She smiled. “Thank you, Orchid.” After some time, Ghost started to feel better. She got up slowly. Her feet grew steady as she reached for the house. Her ears caught the planning.

“It seems that we’ll have to go through the forest to make it to Ha'rar,” Ordon said. “For now, let’s make sure we’ve reached an area where everyone can take cover. As well as food for travel.”

“That’s going to be hard with these scaly giants behind us.” Gurjin’s voice dripped with both sarcasm and venom. Growls followed.

Ghost opened the door. All eyes on her. She could feel Lazuli taking some of her anxiety and fear. Her head held high. She walked in with ease. Her eyes met with SkekMal’s. He seemed a bit agitated. She cleared her throat. “I think we should gather whatever we can. We can forage as we walk.”

“That is if the Darkening hasn’t corrupted it any further,” Rian said.

“Let’s just go already!” SkekSo growled. “We’re already burning daylight.” He marched past the others. His black robe flapped as he put on a renewed speed.

Ghost sighed. “I’ll pack the tools.” She walked over to her workshop desk. She noticed SkekLach and SkekEkt eyeing the menacing figure nervously. Ghost simply shrugged, but something about those reactions made her suspicious. Ghost picked up a satchel and began to put items away. When she reached for a rope with a grappling hook, SkekTek was soon beside her.

The Scientist pointed at the rope. The material was thick and shiny. “Is that made from Arathim silk?”

Ghost nodded. “I’ve heard so many stories about how the silk is strong. So, I collected some and tested how much weight it could handle…I thought it would allow you…” Her throat tightened with each word. Her mouth was dry. Her arms ached. “Well. Can’t dwell on that now. Let’s get this all put away.” She hurriedly gathered the rope and other necessities from the table into her pack. Her shoulder picked up a light tap. She turned to SkekEkt who looked disheveled and frightened. “Now’s not the time to stay here.”

“Ghost’s right.” Ordon said. His eyes focused on the sky. “We have to keep moving. There’s no telling when Murkon will come back.”

In one flourish, everyone was soon out the door. The Crystal Starbird flew low since it wasn’t able to shrink down the same way Astrid did. For a long time, no one uttered a word. They would stop a moment or two to check the map to make sure they were going the right way. SkekMal would take a moment to climb the trees on the Emperor’s command to see if Murkon was close by. Nothing to report so far, but the silence made everyone uneasy. SkekEkt being the worst. His frightened state would cause him to cling to SkekAyuk at every twig snap or bush rustle. It didn’t help that all the slaves huddled around SkekTek for fear of the monster being close by.

The suns began to set. The greens and yellows in the forest began to take on subtle hues of blue and umber. Suddenly, a faint melody rose in the air. The slaves began to raise their heads. Noses twitched. SkekEkt even calmed slightly. The Flower Weaver grunted a few times and tapped on SkekTek’s shoulder.

“What?!” SkekTek asked. He glanced at them with annoyance. His mind tried to tune out Sidetec’s squawking and Nova sat there quietly, no doubt tired from her dangerous tricks. He took note of the pointing in the air. He looked around. Nothing. However, he found the songs of Podlings. “Is it the music that’s got your attention?”

Deet flicked her ears. Sweet melodies filled her ears. “What a wonderful tune! Hup, I didn’t know Podlings could make such wonderful music.”

Hup smiled proudly. Then, he took note of SkekEkt giving off an entranced look. He tilted his head in surprise. He walked over and tapped SkekEkt’s shoulder. He gestured and pointed to the direction of the tavern. SkekEkt was silent at first, then nodded.

Ghost smiled. “That’s one of the many things you can love about Podling music. It’s sweet and simple. Something that eases the madness of everything.”

“Too bad they’re a bunch of whiners that can only-” SkekAyuk was caught off as a clump of dirt hit his face. He stared in shock. Then, he melted at Ghost’s hardened glare.

“Don’t not speak ill, Gourmand.” Ghost hissed. Her eyes had a dangerous glow that made her more menacing than normal. Her ears flicked up dangerously. Even her posture made The Gourmand nervous. “They were kind enough to help you in the kitchen. Even when you get mean with them. Yet you’ve not once, ONCE, bothered to thank them. Not ONLY that, but I saw how you were mere seconds from hitting SkekEkt everytime he got close to you!” She marched over to SkekEkt. She grabbed his hand and led him away from the Gourmand. Ghost glanced over at the slaves. They seemed a bit dazed. “Come on…I’ll show you where that noise is coming from.” She continued walking with Hup and Deet behind them. The slaves soon followed, much to SkekTek’s relief.

The small band walked over to the nearby tavern. Rian soon joined the group. His hand on his sword. Before long, they were surrounded by joyful music. Podlings playing on their flutes. Drums banging with more gusto than they would normally be done in the castle. All the slaves took in the view. Each one was awestruck by the colorful display and the sweet smell of Podling food. Even SkekEkt started to calm down, tapping his foot to the merry tunes.

In a matter of minutes, Ghost, the Flower Weaver and Earth Croaker were able to go through the door, but Felidawn stayed outside due to her size. Podlings gathered. Some of them were very familiar. Ghost’s eyes went bright. A smile on her face. “Brun! Zaza!” She leaped up to hug her elderly Podling friends.
“Ghost!” Brun cried. He hugged her back. Before long all the other Podlings in the tavern all began to swarm around Ghost. Hugging the white Gelfling in pure joy. Even Hup joined in. Razz came flying in and chirped happily at the whole thing. The Bladewing even enjoyed being petted by pudgy fingers. The slave nervously watched the Podlings. Arms tucked to their torsos.

“Friend Ghost,” Razz chirped. “Are Podlings this lively?”

Ghost laughed. “Lively doesn’t begin to describe it.” Her smile beamed with greatness. She turned to the nearest Podling server. “Can we have a few drinks please?”

“Sing!” Zaza said. She began to tell the others in a form of Podling language.

Deet glanced up. “What are they saying, Ghost?”

“They want me to sing.” Ghost translated. She squawked as she was lifted up from her spot and taken to the stage. “I used to sing with them whenever I got the chance. I thought of making some musical songs in the castle.”

“Oh I remember that!” Rian said. “The Ornamentalist would be too busy to hear any of your songs. Then, he’d always listen to Chamberlain’s claim that they were useless.”

Hup raspberries. The whole tavern laughed. Even the Flowerweaver chuckled a bit. SkekEkt merely looked away in shame.

“Well, how about a small break then.” Deet said. “We’ve been walking for quite some time and it’s getting dark out. Ghost, why don’t you sing?” She soon joined in the chant. “Sing! Sing!”

“Mistress,” Lazul opened his eye. “Is singing really necessary? What good will it do?”

The Podlings shriek. One of them climbed up the stage to ready a spoon. Ghost stopped him quickly. One hand holding the arm.

She waved her arms. “It’s ok! It’s ok!” In one smooth motion, she held up Lazul. “This is Lazul. He’s helping me with the monsters outside.” Her hand gestured to each of her friends. “This is Hup. Most of you know Rian.” She ignored Brun’s comment. “That’s Deet. Razz. And…” She had to give herself a moment to think. Oh right…I didn’t give them yet… Her blue eye focused on the Flowerweaver. A drum was nearby. If anything the armored creature resembled one with the bulk. Her orange eye landed on the Earth Croaker and Felidawn. The blue creature had the similar color as that of Cerebrite, one of SkekShod’s favorite gemstones. Felidawn seemed to have a spark. Before she could consider, the names flowed out of her mouth. “Drum, Spark and Cerebrite.”

The slaves looked on confused. The Flowerweaver pointed at himself. Ghost nodded. “Yes. From now on, you’ll be known as Drum.”

Before she could give an explanation, the Podlings continued for a demand of a song. Ghost sighed. The white Gelfling raised her hands in surrender. “Alright. Alright. I’ll sing.” Cheers erupted and everyone hushed down. She took a deep breath. Her eyes closed as she tried to think of a simple song. Then, it finally happened.

“Oh darling. How I long for you. Your heart is what I need to know. For it’s one thing that is true. No bones or death breaks apart. The stars are our song and you’re my soul. I want you to know that I’ve loved you from the start. Be mine forever and I’ll be your twilight.” Her song was joined by flutes and lutes. The sweet words brought tears to anyone who heard it. The sorrow. The longing. The desire to be close to the one that makes you whole. When the song was over, everyone cheered.

Hup and Deet clapped enthusiastically. Rian helped Cerebrite clap his mole-like claws together. Drum mimicked, slowly but faster as he enjoyed it. Spark merely watched in awe. Gurjin and Ordon both moved past the feline creature to obtain a seat. SkekEkt was on the verge of tears and only smiled for the first time since his capture.

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Ghost hadn’t sung this much since Mira’s passing. Despite the Podling cheers, her heart felt fragmented at the time. Unable to find a melody worth singing. Even a joyous tune would’ve come out broken. Singing that melody she wrote herself shook free of that. Her songs grew lighter and heartier. Even her feet performed a jig. During her break, she joined the others with the small Podling drinks. The heat warmed her stomach. Even the herbs helped remove her fowl mood from earlier. Ghost took a moment to take in the view.

Deet and Rian trapped in a conversation. Hup showing Drum and Cerebrite how to handle food. Ghost tried to hold back a laugh as Drum sniffed his spoon before he bit into it. His plate was clean in a matter of minutes. Cerebrite observed his food, but mostly looked around with squinted eyes. Spark took things at the doorway since she could fit. A loud purr heard across the floor. Ordon simply took his drink as Gurjin inhaled his food. Even SkekEkt was starting to look a little better than before.

Ghost sighed. Her eyes closed. If only it would stay like this, she thought. She felt something crawl up her leg. Ghost opened her eyes and saw Orchid. She gave a sad, apologetic smile at her dear friend. It was good to see the Threader outside the castle, but it was hard not to get stomped on. Even harder being a Silk Spitter that would have a hard time in the doorway, let alone going near a Podling tavern without being met by screams. Suddenly, she felt something hard and cold against her neck.

“Turn around slowly…”

Ghost didn’t move, but a shocked look on Ordon’s face told her that it was a familiar face. Even she knew that voice. Despite her brief time in Ha’rar, she would always remember the Vapran Princesses. Brea the clever and kind. Seladon the stern and regal. Tavra the dauntless. “Tavra.”

Suddenly, two other Gelfling appeared next to Gurjin. One of them was Drenchen with a slight resemblance to Gurjin. Small bumps along her forehead. The other was tan with black hair that was tied in a long, single braid. It didn’t take Ghost long to know that Spriton, Kylan. Each of them doned on cloaks.

“Naia!” Gurjin spoke. His eyes wide with shock. “What are you doing here?”

“To bring you home.” Naia grabbed his twin brother’s arm. “Mother heard about what happened at the castle from Chamberlain.” Her eyes turned toward Ghost. A sense of hate radiating off of her. “You should be ashamed of yourself! Not for turning back on the Gelflings, but controlling the lords and killing Ornamentalist?! How disgusting can you be?!”

Ghost’s heart stopped. Her throat constricted. Her stomach churned. Her fingers reluctantly went for the sheath that held her dagger. She figured that Chamberlain would be setting off lies around Thra. But killing SkekEkt? One of the Skeksis she ever considered. “N-no! I would never-Ack!” Her head was suddenly trapped in a headlock. Her hand instinctively grabbed Tavra’s arm. She tried to pull it away but her eyes were staring down a sword.

“Don’t move!” Tavra gritted her teeth. Her eyes turned cold. “You’re going to release the lords from whatever enchantment you put on them. Then face trial at the All Maudra.”

Naia reached over to grab Ghost. She pulled hard enough to break Tavra’s hold on her. “Ghost needs to answer her crimes for kidnapping my brother!”

Ghost’s arms began to hurt from all the tugging. Her mind was spinning. Her own voice is drowned by insults and pleas to stop. She began to panic. Her heart raced. SkekSil made her look like a killer. She never killed SkekEkt. Ghost hated him and the others for lying but killing them? She shut her eyes. Her feet turned cold from fear.

“Enough!” Rian shouted. The chest was pulled up from Rian’s seat. The two female Gelfling stared at it with great surprise.

“What is that?” Tavra asked. Her grip on Ghost eased. She even put away her sword to have a better look.

Naia also loosened her grip. Her eyes took in the strange carvings. She was soon entranced by it, allowing Ghost to break free. Naia paid no mind. As she neared it, a shiver ran through her body. Her ears began to hear faint heartbeats.

Ghost walked over to the chest. Orchid climbing up to her shoulder. Suddenly, there was a squawk. The white Gelfling turned her head. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw SkekEkt’s Podling hand slowly turning into a claw. Without thinking, Ghost immediately grabbed the Ornamentalist and ran to the door as fast as possible. “I didn’t kill the Ornamentalist. I have proof!” Kylan tried to stop them, but Hup took the time to tackle him to the ground. Ghost finally got outside as the moon rose high in the sky.

Before long, Ghost fell forward after one hard push to SkekEkt. Spark silently stared at them in surprise. The other Skeksis gathered. Shield, the Fizzgigs and Starbirds joining them. SkekEkt glowed. His small stature grew. His limbs elongated. His beak elongated.Tail long and tapered. His transformation complete, he snatched Ghost. Hissing at Naia and a shocked Tavra. Orchid perched on Ghost’s head to avoid being crushed.

“W-w-what is this?” Tavra blinked a few times. Her mind reeling from what she had just witnessed. Several Podlings behind her screamed and ran back into the tavern, afraid of punishment.

“That’s what we're trying to tell you!” Deet ran out. Her breath went hard. “She didn’t kill anyone. Well…Certainly not the Ornamentalist. But she was trying to save him!”

Rain walked next to Deet. His hand raised up. “Dreamfast with us. By then you’ll know the truth.”

Tavra and Naia were reluctant. Kylan simply raised his hand. “I’ll Dreamfast with you.”

“Kylan, no.” Naia hissed. “What if their minds are poisoned like Chamberlain said?”

“The Lords of the Crystal may rule the lands, but never my heart.” Kylan turned to Ghost. “I’ve seen a good soul. When it inspires others to protect rather than destroy. Ghost is one of them.”

Ghost stared in awe. She looked at SkekEkt. His claws were still protectively around her. She blinked. It’s been a long time since he ever held her like that. The warmth slowly sinks in. The reluctance to leave. “It’s ok, Ekty…You can set me down.” Once her feet were on the ground she walked over to them. Her hands raised in unison with the others. Before long, she was wrapped in a whirlwind of memories. The dangerous encounters at the castle. The deaths that were witnessed. A near dead Vapran guard lying on the floor of the Vapran palace. Finally, Murkon flying in the sky. Once it was done, Ghost found her eyes filled with tears. Suddenly met by warm, Gelfling hugs. Orchid simply chirped sadly.

“I’m so sorry I accused you.” Tavra said. “I didn’t want to believe it, but after hearing about Arathim...”

Ghost just sniffled. She was just tired. How she wanted a bed. How her feet hurt. The chill of the night reached her body. Suddenly, something began to glow. Everyone broke away for a moment to see strange symbols drawn on the ground. One with a triangle with a flower on it. The other had the sun, moon and star overlapping each other. Suddenly the light zapped the box Gurjin was holding. The four pelts that were inside leaped out. They shimmered and warped. Heads forming. Limbs stretched. Before long, four creatures lay on the ground motionless.

Tara’s eyes focused on the symbols. “I’ve seen those symbols before…My sister, Brea showed them to me.” She knelt down to touch them. Her hands picked up the ancient energy that crackled through the ground.

Before Ghost could ask a question, SkekEkt frantically waved his arms. Muteless squawks coming out of his throat. The Skeksis, even the Hunter, moved back in surprise as the creatures began to come alive. Lips twitched. Eyelids ready to open. Heads making an attempt to move. Ghost stared in amazement. She inched closer. Her shoulder stung as Orchid nervously scrunched against her. She nearly jumped as the silvery-white one responded to her. She inched closer. Then, her fingers touched the pelt. It was smooth and cool to the touch.

The mouth opened in a soundless bleat. The horns were stubby but present on its head. Finned tail flicked weakly. Small fins around the legs and head. A faint glow surrounds it. The world melted away for a moment. Dark Wood was still the same, but the tavern, Podlings, and Skeksis were gone. Only silence remained. Trees standing tall.

Ghost looked around. She tried to call out to anyone out. Suddenly, she heard singing. Her colored eyes followed the sound. It was heavenly. Sincere. Almost as if it was a prayer to Thra and the stars. A tall, golden being stood before her. Four thin limbs clasped together. A bow strapped along his shoulder. Golden eyes that held a sorrow so vast, it moved Ghost to tears. Then, the image shifted to another strange event. A sheep-like creature nudging her little silver lamb. “My little…I..Illu…”

A hand grasped Ghost by the shoulder. It tried to pull her away. “Get away from her!”

“SkekMal?” One more vision hit her hard. It was the Dark Woods. Feline creatures like Spark attacking them. Arrows flying. Screams of innocent Podlings. SkekEkt trying to run away. The Ornamentalist cornered. He tried to wordlessly plea for his life, but nothing could reach the menacing figure that raised the sword high and struck him. Ghost gasped. She found herself in SkekMal’s arms. She shivered at what she just witnessed.

SkekMal was about to strike the creature when he felt something pull at his charms. He looked down to see a frightened Ghost. Her face shined with sweat. Eyes wide with fear. The grip on his forearm was so tight that it felt like a firm snare. He couldn’t explain it, but he knew something was very wrong. And that unnerved him. “What’s wrong?”

“We need to get out of here!” Ghost yelled. “Before it’s too late!”

Gurjin tilted his head. “Ghost, what are you talking about?”

“Remember the visions? I had one of them.”

SkekMal raised a hand. He hushed everyone and silence entered the crowd. He sniffed. He tried to hold back the urge to wretch in front of everyone. A smell he hated more than losing a kill. The hunter turned his head. Eyes focused in the underbrush. He growled. “They’re here. We need to leave. Now!” He looked at the Podlings. “MOVE OR DIE!”

The Podlings frantically scattered. The slaves moved around in confusion. Drum sniffed. Spark crouched low. Her ears pinned back. Cerebrite merely turned his head. Tavra drew out her sword. Gurjin, Rian and Ordon followed suit. Deet flicked her ears, trying to pick up the slightest sound. A rustle was soon heard. SkekEkt whimpered. He leaned closer to Ghost and Hunter.

“Run…”SkekMal said.

SkekLach was leaning forward, questioning about that. Suddenly, an object whizzed past his head. It cut in the same spot as the sword did. “Owwww! Not again!” He cupped his hand over his face.

“Take cover now!” Ordon ordered.

With that everyone began to scatter in several places. Razz and Shield picked up the box and the little creatures. SkekMal, Rian, Deet, Hup, Ghost with Orchid clinging on to her and Ordon took to the east. SkekEkt and Spark to the south. Drum, Cerebrite and Kylan made a journey to the west. The others to the north. The sky began to thunder. Clouds darkened the sky. Winds grew harsh. Red and orange shapes weaving through the brush like an angry blaze.

“We need to regroup somewhere!” Ghost said. “We can’t separate for this long! They might pick us off!”

“We can’t fight near the tavern!” Ordon said, his voice now trying hard to go over the storm. “Like you said, we barely understand the fighting techniques of our enemies and they might get us all at once. Let’s move so we can stall for time.” Suddenly, a spear whizzed out and landed only a few feet in front of them.

A Felidawn walked out. Muscles rippled with each step. Dark orange pelt menacing against the dull yellow eyes. Growling from deep within the throat. Teeth flashed in the thunder. “So, you must be the threat the Chamberlain talked about. Our Bone Lord, Black Blaze, wishes to speak to the one called Ghost.”

“She’s not coming with you!” Rian barked. He stood his ground. Ordon right beside him. “If you want to touch her, you’ll have to go through us.”

The Felidawn roared. He wielded his sword. With a swing, he aimed straight for Rian only to miss. He tried again by changing his target to Deet. To his surprise, Hup intervenes with his new spoon that he picked up from Stone-In-The-Wood. The cat-like creature. “I didn’t make a request! She’s coming with us! Along with that scrawny Skeksis.”

“Scrawny?” Ghost tilted her head. Suddenly, her mind flashed back to her vision. “SkekEkt! They’re after SkekEkt!” She looked up at SkekMal. “Let me down!”

“You better not run!” SkekMal warned.

“You better not stop me from saving everyone! Better yet, Don’t die!!!” Ghost soon felt Lazul on her back. She imagined the bow and arrow. She looked down at her Threader friend. Orchid was nervous, her whole body vibrating. “Orchid, see if there’s anyone in the darkness. Lazul and I will hold them off.” Her ears strained to the noise. Rustling heard.

I see one! Orchid shouted. Her legs shifted on Ghost’s shoulder. To your right!

Ghost fired the first arrow with ease. Her aim was clear and automatic as Orchid kept giving the direction of the enemy. Her ears flicked. She saw one ready to pounce on Deet. In one fluid motion, Ghost launched another arrow. This time it hit the shoulder hard. Deet looked up at her and smiled. Hup was by the Grotten’s side in an instant. Ghost smiled back and gave a regal nod.

Suddenly, Orchid screamed. Ghost barely had enough time to turn around as a set of teeth clamped on her clothes instantly. She was shaken hard, causing Lazul and Orchid to fall on the ground. Her voice screamed at the top of her lungs. Random names came out in a blur. She tried to reach for her dagger, but it was hard to concentrate as she was jostled around. Her feet flailed in the air. Her hands tried to reach its face. Ghost soon felt her voice becoming raw and tired. A hard surface hit her and her world blurred in greens and blues. Something firm on her waist.

Once her feet were on the ground, her eyes were on a very angered SkekMal. Her breathing leveled. Her limbs were shaking. Her hearts thundered so loud. The Hunter raised a claw as if ready to strike her. “Have you lost your mind?! Never let your guard down!”

Ghost’s mouth felt dry. “I-I’m sorry…Deet was in danger. I couldn’t-”

SkekMal threw a dagger. A Felidawn fell at their feet. Taking its last breath. “We need a plan.”

“You took the words right out of my mouth.” Ordon ran up with Rian right behind him. He was breathing hard. His sword dripped with blood. His face glistened with sweat.

Rian lifted his head up. “Father! Remember how we used to catch Fizzgigs in Stone-In-The-Wood?”

Ordon sighed. He lifted his head. “Ah…Just like old times…” He looked at everyone. “Ghost, Rian and I will be used as bait.” He raised a hand before she could protest. “I want you to aim from the tree tops. Have Lazul pull something out of that magic once you find him. Hunter can provide muscle to corner one of them.”

“What?!” Hunter shouted. “You don’t seriously believe that I would take orders from the likes-”

“Mal!” Ghost shouted back. “We don’t have a lot of options…If it means having a prisoner and giving answers, then we have a better chance of defeating SkekSil and the enemies.”

SkekMal was silent for a moment. He looked around. He sniffed. There were more of them. They were getting closer. “Fine. We’ll follow your plan.” He glared at Rian. “Just look after Ghost.” In a flash, he vanished into the treetops.

Ghost took a deep breath. She took a hold of Rian’s hand. A thing she hasn’t done since she was a childling. She looked around the forest. Ears flicked. Her hand felt a squeeze. Her gaze fell on Rian.
“It’s ok, Ghost.” Rian said. “I know things were hard for you, but it’ll be ok. I know you haven’t been the same since Mira.” He hugged her. “I want you to know you’re not alone. Deet’s ok. Hup got her to a safe place along with Orchid. Right now, stick to the plan.”

Ghost took a deep breath again. She nodded. Before long, they scanned the ground for Lazul as quickly as they could. Rustling grew louder with each step they made. Ghost tried her best not to breathe heavily. She covered her mouth, but her hand felt hotter than normal. She could see faint traces of the Djinn but nothing else. They soon reached a rock where suddenly a Felidawn loomed over them, blood seeping out of one closed eye. Ordon and Rian swung their swords at them. All the while daggers and other weapons rained down from above. Ghost pulled out her dagger from its sheath and swung it wildly. Each blow made her arms vibrate. Her orange eye began to give an uncomfortable sting.

Suddenly, Rian was swiped by a paw and nearly rolled to the Gobbles Pit. Ghost ran over to him. She raised her dagger. “Rian, are you ok?”

Rian nodded. He got up. He tried to look for his sword. His blue eyes widened with shock. “Ghost! I lost my sword!”

Ghost’s mind wheeled. Her dagger could only do so much. She tried to use the techniques back at her small house, but they did little to fend off the assaulter. Her breathing went hard. Her cheek screeched with pain. Her hand up to her face. She could sense how close Rian and she are to the Gobbles. “Lazul!!!”

“For..my…master…” The Felidawn of dark red pelt raised his claws. Glazed eyes on them.

“Out of the way, Ghost!” Ordon launched himself at the creature. SkekMal following. Before long the duo pushed the creature into the pit. Ordon watched from the mass of raving heads.

“Nooo!” Rian cried.

“OOOOORRRRRDOOOOONNNN!” Ghost screamed. She reached out to try to help them. Suddenly, something pulled her back. A hand belonging to Deet and an arm that belonged to Lazuli. Both warn her not to go back. Ghost watched helplessly. Ordon, the closest to a Gelfling father and SkekMal… “Mal….” Her mouth went dry. Every sound drowned out. Her breathing hitched. One of the hearts started to beat faster than the rest. Her body burned as if someone had set a fire in her. Her orange, Grotten eye glowed brighter. Tears on her face. Her white skin glowed with orange-white veins. She lifted her head and gave a mighty roar that shook all of Thra.

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Deet held back Rian. “No Rian, don’t!” She tried her best to hold on to the young Stonewood warrior. Her voice tried to be heard over his frantic shouting. Ghost close beside him. Eyes wide filled with tears. The white Gelfling began to glow a strange, orange-white halo. Before Deet could ask her anything, she heard a growl behind her. She turned around. Several Felidawn stood there, blades raised high. A large shadow overlapping them all.
—-----------------(Mother Aughra, somewhere in Thra)------------------------------
Mother Aughra moved up the stony path that she was on. The cool night air revealed stars, all of them silent. She tried hard to find the Song of Thra. It had been days, but she had no result. Just silence. She had only seen signs of rot, creatures turning mad and seeing things that were not of Thra. She left her body for nine-hundred years and Thra is in shambles. All because she left her care to the Skeksis.

“I wonder how Ghost is handling herself…” Mother Aughra spoke aloud. Suddenly, a loud roar was heard in the distance. One of pure rage and sorrow. “Oh dear…I fear things might not end well for the poor Gelfling…”
—--------------------(SkekEkt, Stonewood Forest)------------------------------------------------------
Run! That was what was screaming in SkekEkt’s head at that very moment. His feet thundered the ground. Leaves and twigs tore at his clothes. Normally, he would be fussy but his very life was in danger. Memories of his imprisonment came flooding back. His claws scrabbling the rock walls. The stench of decay. Malevolent voices jeering at him from every corner.

“Awww! Is the lowd of the cwystal gonna cwy?”

“How pathetic! He had so much strength earlier.”

SkekEkt’s leg hit a log, causing him to tumble until he landed in a small ravine. He clutched it. Mute whimpers came out of his throat. He looked around. Hoping that SkekAyuk or SkekVar would be close by. No one was there. Not even the crazy Podling with a spoon. His mind flashed back to Ghost. How badly he wanted to see her, but not in this miserable state. The words of what he needed to say to Ghost jumbled in his brain. He voicelessly called out to her. He looked but no sign of her was found.

The Felidawn that soon came to him. The maroon mixed with stripes of orange made them bizarre in the subdued greens and blues. Each of them moved stealthily. All five of them backed SkekEkt into the corner. Teeth glinted in the remaining light. Weapons raised.

SkekEkt opened his mouth to scream. He closed his eyes. Arms raised. They were going to beat him like they did before. He suddenly heard a roar. In a heartbeat, everything went still. The Felidawn. The trees. Even the wind itself stopped howling. SkekEkt opened them. He saw the cat-like creatures stare in pure horror at the sight before them. Their shapes were engulfed in shadow. A growl vibrated in the forest. Before he could move, a large orangish-white paw went between him and the attackers. The Ornamentalist watched in amazement as his attackers fled in pure fear. Suddenly, the shadow shifted. A large feline stalked toward them. A blazing mane of fire surrounded it. Underneath the paw, smoke rose from it.

A mighty roar soon followed. The fire around its body blazed brighter. Almost as bright as the three suns in the sky. Fangs barely seen in the glare. SkekEkt was so overwhelmed he let out a squawk and squinted his eyes. When the light died down, he soon found the large cat looking at him. One blue eye glowed with concern. It turned to him. Its face was so close to him that the Ornamentalist nearly fainted at the smell of fire, smoke and…He sniffed. Wait, he thought. He sniffed again. His nostrils picking up the sweet smell of flowers and incense. It can’t be…

The creature’s one eye began to dull. Now becoming an orange eye. Both of them have star-shaped pupils. “Eeeeektyyyyyyyy….”

SkekEkt blinked. Finally, it sunk in. He flung himself at her. His thin arms tried to find her neck but could only cover her face. To his surprise, the fire didn’t burn him. It simply wrapped him in a warmth he hadn’t felt in a long time. He brushed his beak against the soft fur. The smell of fire and flowers tickled his nose. His ears picked up what was a mixture of sobbing and purring. His tiny, malformed upper arms wanted to touch her too. SkekEkt took notice of the one blue eye that had been wet from crying. Something was wrong to get Ghost to look like this. Before he could respond, Ghost picked him up and hid him in a hollow that was big enough for him to crouch down.

Ghost turned and faced more soldiers. One of the Felidawn, no doubt the leader, stood before them. His eyes are soulless and empty. In his claws was SkekVar. The Skeksis general was beaten. His armor was torn and bruises covered his body. Ghost growled. Her fire flared up again. “Let…him…go…” Teeth glinted through. She crouched into a fighting position.

SkekVar gasped as a blade pressed against his thick neck. Before long, they were joined by the other Skeksis, Rian, Deet and Hup. All of them were beaten and injured. The leader spoke again. “Surrender or they perish.”

Ghost looked at all of them. Fear crept in, replacing the anger and sorrow in it. She couldn’t lose them too. She looked around. The Starbirds were nowhere to be seen. Even Shield and Razz were hard to find. I can’t…I just can’t! Suddenly, a whirlwind of flame surrounded her. She shrunk down to her normal size. Her feline ears and tail were the only proof that she ever transformed. “Alright. I’ll go with you.”

“Ghost! Don’t be-” SkekVar was cut off. The blade digging deeper. Blood trickled down his neck.

“Move out…” The creature spoke in a monotone voice. He barely moved the blade from SkekVar’s neck. “Now.”

With that, everyone began moving. Ghost looked down at the ground. Her footsteps slowly walked behind them. SkekEkt’s heart sank at seeing this. He tried to reach out, but his body began to shrink and burn. He was now in his Podling form. His stubby fingers grabbing on some rock to climb out. Just before he reached the top, he felt something pull on his leg. He landed with a flop and looked into the faces of Tavra, Shield, Razz, Naia, Gurjin and Kylan. He mutelessly fought them, but they were all too strong for him.

Kylan helped up on his feet. “Easy…Easy…” He spoke as if he was trying to calm a frightened Landstrider. “You can’t help Ghost if you don’t calm down.” He brushed SkekEkt off further as the Podling stared at him. “I saw what happened. The Starbird with the Crystal is safe. Just merely hiding at the moment along with Drum, Cerebrite and Spark.”

Tavra nodded. “Ghost has to cooperate with them. We’re severely outnumbered. The only thing we can do now is follow them and see where they’re going.”

“Just wish Ordon would talk some sense into her.” Gurjin spoke. His eyes were cold. “I don’t get why she’s so protective of Skeksis…Wait…” He turned to his sister. His lips went firm. “I saw that look in Ghost’s eyes. She had the same frantic when-Oh no…” He looked at the rest of the group. “Did anyone see Ordon?”
—-----------------------------(Ghost, Stonewood Forest)-------------------------------------------------
Ghost walked solemnly. Her body still felt hot, but everything around her was feeling cold. Her tail and ears were noticed by the others. However, she could barely feel them. Ordon, Rian’s father, isn’t here because of her. The others were captured because of her. She didn’t warn anyone in time. Her visions were useless. SkekMal would be here if-

“Ghost!”

Ghost blinked out of her stupor. Her eyes turned to SkekVar. The Skeksis was no longer held against his will. He was too tired to even try. His separation from the crystal caused him to grow weaker with each passing day. His eyes were filled with concern. “What happened? I know someone has died. You had the same face when Mira passed…”His mouth tightened. His heart hitting the pits of his stomach. “Where’s SkekMal? He would’ve been here by now.”

Ghost dreaded the next word to say. They were horrible, but…They deserved to know. Her voice turned raw before she could answer. “Gone…He’s gone…” Tears welled in her eyes.

SkekVar stared in horror. He could hear the gasps of SkekOk, SkekAyuk and SkekLach. SkekTek merely shifted his robe. The blue Skeksis was trying in vain to hide something from everyone. SkekSo merely walked on in silence. The General was terrified of what would happen next. He wanted to scream, yell. However the pain in his neck reminded him that they were still in danger. Ghost was also unstable. Without thinking, he lifted her up.

Ghost gasped. She was about to protest, but all that strength drained that out. Tears trailed down her eyes. She leaned on his head. The blood stained her sleeve. It hurts so much that even walking was impossible now. Ghost looked around but none of the Felidawn reacted. They just kept moving until they reached a morbid tent. Black and twisted. The smells of death made Ghost want to throw up.

The tent’s entrance rustled. Everyone froze in place as a figure emerged from it. The creature was a Felidawn like the rest of them. However, it was bigger. Wearing a wooden mask on its face the same way the Necromancer and King Necro. Hollowed eyes observed them in slow, bobbing motion. A long, warped tiger tail flicked with impatience. On a large belt was a sword and…hair that once belonged to the Ornamentalist. The hollow landed on Ghost. “These of the perpetrators?”

The glass-eyed Felidawn bowed. “Yes Bone Lord, Burnsui. The other soldiers are out hiding right now, but it seems we now know where the Sun Spirit’s power went.”

“Sun Spirit?” Hup looked at Deet.

“Do you think it’s the power Mother Aughra is talking about?” Deet asked in a hushed voice. Taking great care not to be heard. She looked at Rian. Her heart twisted to see Rian drained. First losing Mira, now his father. She reached out towards him with a comforting hand. Her eyes met his. A small smile on her lips. “Hey…It’s going to be ok.”

Suddenly, a tail elongated and snatched Ghost off SkekVar’s shoulders. Ghost screamed. Her face was soon clasped by Burnsui. The grip was so strong, she had no choice but to look at him straight in the face. She tried not to gag at the smell of death that reached her. Even the empty gaze of the mask didn’t help. Her breath hitched. A puff of smoke blinded her. “So…” Burnsui spoke. “You’re the one who unleashed the Shadow Madness on our throne and nearly destroyed our castle. Peculiar…You have…No…That can’t be possible.” He sniffed again. “You’re the Blessed.” He tightened his grip on Ghost. Shifting it from her face to her throat. Gasps and choking filled the air.

“Ghost! NO!” Rian yelled.

“Get away from her!” SkekVar roared. Ignoring his pain, he went after them. His bulk knocked the monster away. He grabbed Ghost and flopped back. His breathing slightly hitched due to the blood seeping out of his neck. He looked at Ghost. The white Gelfling was shaken and had a few bruises along her face and neck. He simply stroked her as she continued to cough. “You’re ok, Ghost. You’re ok.”

Lord Burnsui tilted his head. “How peculiar? Why do you defend since you wanted to kill her?”

Ghost rose up from her spot. The silence in the air thick around her. “...What?”

Rian looked up at the Emperor. “Is this true?”

SkekSo remained silent. The Scientist however nodded.

“The one called ‘Chamberlain’ told me about it.” Burnsui said, paying no mind to the stiffened Skeksis. “He told me that on the day that Ghost was ill, the lords decided to kill you. You were of no use to them. Yet…They allowed you to live.”

Ghost looked at Skekvar. Devastation written on her face. She knew they didn’t care about her, but kill her? “You…wanted to be rid of me that badly?”

“G-G-G-Ghost! It’s not like that!” SkekVar got up from his spot. “I mean, yes it was like but listen please-”

“Don’t touch me!” Ghost wheeled away from SkekVar. Tears streamed from her eyes. Sparks of flames erupted from her mouth again. A ring of ice surrounded her, causing everyone to back away. “I have had enough of your lies. You never cared about me, but- You know what? I’ve always cared about you. ALL OF YOU! I kept looking out for you since I found out you’re not part of Thra!” At that moment, a roar disrupted the conversation. Ghost turned and saw something moving underneath a large piece of tarp.

Ghost and Deet ran over to the noise. With ease, the two Gelfling maidens pulled it back to reveal a strange creature. Orange with green scales running down from the neck to the stomach. Blue fins flared up like large sails of a ship. Green eyes filled with despair as the chains and wires around its neck tightened it everytime it moved. It was about as big as a Sifa ship. It bellowed again.

Deet put a tender hand on it. “Oh, you poor thing.” She tenderly rested her head on the creature. Her hands tried to remove the wire. She gasped as the wire gave a sharp pain. Deet pulled it away to see that it was bleeding.

Ghost solemnly turned to the Bone Lord. “How long have you kept it here?” She took a step closer. “What have you done with it?” Her eyes began to glow brightly. “ANSWER ME!”

“Rage…What an unnecessary emotion..” Burnsui extended his claws. Boney spikes erupted from his back and tail. “It brings nothing but pain and misery. What do you hope to accomplish with that, little Starkissed?” He crouched down. Then, he leaped forward. Before he could get far, a light blue shape crashed into him. The Bone Lord was pinned down, revealing Nova.

The Starbird hissed. Feathers flared. With her tail feathers, she smacked away several Felidawn that came at her. She pecked at Burnsui. The mask broke upon impact, a cat-like skull filled with little emotion. Nova cried out as some claws slashed at her side. Before anymore damage was done, smoke bombs exploded all around them.

“Now!” SkekTek yelled. “Go! Go! Go!” He ran as fast as he could.

Ghost took the opportunity to find a nearby sword and snatched it. Her arms complained as she tried to lift the weapon that was bigger than her. Deet also found a nearby weapon and began cutting away at some of the thinner ropes. Rian helped her. Suddenly, she heard her dagger tossed in front of her. She didn’t have time to register what happened.Ghost grabbed it and began to cut away at the ropes. The chains were more difficult. Sparks erupted. “Come on! Come on!” Ghost begged. “Break!” Her fears soon manifested into ice. The frost covered the metal, making it brittle. She looked into the large eye of the creature. “I’m not leaving you.”

The creature huffed. Suddenly, it began to glow. It began to pull. Hard. Flares flared, scales taking on a golden aura. It let out a roar. With one more lurch, it broke free. Then, rearing, it ran forward. Ghost and the Gelfling barely had enough time to move away. The large creature knocked several Felidawn as it continued to run deeper in the forest.

Ghost gave a small smile. At least I saved someone today… Her thoughts were cut when she felt metallic claws snatch her. She struggled and thrashed. “Let me go! Let me go now!”

SkekTek ignored her. SkekVar tailed behind him along with Deet and Rian. His eyes focused on the Emperor and the others making a mad dash for the woods. His prosthetics carried him as fast as he was able. His joints aching with every step. Ghost is right, he thought. I really needed to modify my limbs if I really wanted to run in all terrain. Suddenly, he felt something pierce his mind. A scream. Shrill and pain. He grabbed his head in pain. Suddenly, Nova crashed in front of them. His heart sank as Lord Burnsui loomed over her.

“Surrender the Miracle or this Starbird perishes.” Lord Burnsui now had a cat-like skull gleaming in the sunlight. Red eyes glowing in the dark holes.

Miracle? Ghost? What’s going on here? “She’s not your concern. This Gelfling isn’t a threat!” SkekTek tried to bite back the other words in his mouth. What nonsense had Chamberlain been saying to them?

“I guess half souls like you would never understand the depth of her power. The Miracle is a threat to our great master.” He raised his claws. “That’s all you need to know.” Suddenly, Razz appeared. The Bladewing clawed and screeched. His feathers turned hard as he dived-bombed. Fizzgigs Grumble and Fearless rolled in as well. The two creatures bit his legs every step he took. Burnsui growled and flung his tail. Suddenly, he felt it being grabbed by SkekVar. The general gripped his tail tightly. The Bone Lord let out a roar. A puff of sulfur hit SkekVar’s face. “Fool. If you intend to kill, why do you try in vain to protect that weak child?”

SkekVar grunted. His stomach turned. His throat clenched. His hands screamed in pain as he tried to block out the sensation. Heat swelled in him. He couldn’t explain why, but touching Ghost again after being away from her for so long brought life back into his soul. Blood seeped out of his fingers. “Ghost may be weak, but she doesn’t let that stop her! Neither will I!” His muscles rippled as he lifted the creature up and tossed him away from Nova. “She means everything to me!” He began to breathe heavily. Suddenly, he began to cough violently. With one more effort, he coughed up a key. It settled on his palm. The metal curved into the shape of a bull with rattlesnake skin at the end. “What is this?”

Suddenly, the ground began to shake. Birds began to flee into the trees. Grumble and Fearless backed away, rolling towards SkekTek and Deet. The strange dinosaur creature ran out of the brush. A large shape followed. Smells of sulfur hung in the air. Smoke began to form around them. When it turned its head, the mysterious creature was over them in a matter of minutes. It had the body and head of a bull. A long tail that resembled a rattlesnake. Fangs jutted out with the length of SkekVar’s swords. Purple eyes stared out at them. Then, it sniffed. Eyes focused on SkekVar, Rian, Deet, the Fizzgigs, Ghost and SkekVar. It let out a bellow. In slow motion, the monster reared up and smashed the ground hard.

A wave of earth came at them. Screams of panic were heard. Ghost, Rian, Deet, SkekTek and SkekVar tried to run. However the wave was too much for them. Fire began to surround them as they traveled down a makeshift stream. Sticks and debris scratching their faces. The heat clung to their bodies. Ghost soon felt a familiar weight. She looked over her shoulder and realized that Lazul had come back to her. “How did you find me?” She coughed as a chunk of dirt went into her mouth.

“I had felt your fury and have come to soothe it. Apologizes for not being there sooner.” With a flash of light, Lazul managed to stop the flow of earth and drenched the ring of fire. He ignored the horned beast hissing at him.

Ghost turned her focus on the creature. She didn’t know how far they were from the others. The smoke became a large curtain. Especially since it was radiating off the beast. She saw SkekVar getting up. I’m confused, she thought. Why would he actually say that my problem wouldn’t stop me?

“Truuuuuth…”

“Did…that thing just spoke?” Rian asked. Deet nodded while SkekTek merely gaped.

“What are you?!” SkekVar roared.

“What…is…your truth?” The creature asked. Venom dripped from its fangs and onto the ground. Each word it spoke came out drained as if speaking might kill it.
“My truth?” He shook his head. “I don’t know what you're talking about!” He dodged the horns. The impact nearly impaled him. Suddenly, he saw the creature heading straight for Ghost. His heart leaped into his throat. He grabbed the tail and tried to pull it. He was dragged a few feet, but was able to stop once the creature realized that the General touched his tail. “Don’t you hurt her!”

Scientist glanced at him. “SkekVar! What are you doing?”

“You’re not the only one who likes her around.”

“Because I clean up after you?” Ghost growled. Her ears flat against her head.

“Because you’re my strength, Snowflake.” The moment he said those words, the key glowed in his claws.

Deet’s eyes brighten. “I have an idea!” She looked at SkekTek. “Do you have anymore smoke bombs?”

SkekTek nodded. He pulled them out of his robe. The dirt-like orbs sat in his palms.

Deet took two of them and handed one to Rian. “We’ll distract the creature long enough for an opening.” She turned to Ghost. “Ghost, get Lazul to zap the creature with your magic.”

Ghost nodded but part of her couldn’t listen. Her thoughts were still on what SkekVar said. The risk he took to get that monster’s attention. Everything didn’t make sense. He wanted to kill her just like the rest of them. “What…What is he talking about?” She whispered.

“Ghost!” SkekVar roared. “Snap out of it!” He turned to face the creature again. His eyes laid on the light on the keyhole that settled on the creature’s heart. Suddenly, smoke flashed before them. Seeing his opening, he ran to it as fast as he could. He narrowly avoided the hooves as they came down on him. With one final jump, he launched up and placed the key into the hole. He landed on his back, but rolled out of the way as best as he could. He picked up Ghost just as another wave of earth came at the group.

Before they were buried, they saw the creature’s body begin to crystallize. Bright rock rolling over the decaying skin and dark scales. The red eyes glazed over. The roar turned into a high pitch. Then, the world went dark.

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Ghost slowly blinked. Her eyes immediately adjusted to the dark. She took several deep breaths. To her shock, she took in the light blue forcefield that held up the dirt. Her body pressed tightly in SkekVar’s arms. She looked up to see his large head looming over him. His eyes slowly opened. She tried her best to push him away.

“Ghost…Are you ok?”

Ghost froze. She hadn’t heard the General’s voice be gentle in a long time. Hesitantly, she looked up. “Yes..Can you move?”

“A little…” SkekVar shifted his arms to allow Ghost more space.

“Ghost!”

Ghost turned around to see Rian, Deet, Fearless, Grumble and SkekTek crawl over to their spot. The dirt made them almost unrecognizable. “Rian! Deet! Are you alright? Any bruises?”

“No. We're fine,” Rian answered.

“I’m ok as well.” SkekTek answered. His face crumbled to sorrow and guilt the moment he saw the anger and betrayal. “Ghost…Listen…About-”

“Don’t!” Ghost raised her hand. “I don’t want to hear it.” She looked SkekTek squarely in the eye. “You expect me to care about you after hearing that you wanted to kill me?!”

“Ghost…I-I was against this from the beginning.”

Rian shuffled over to Ghost’s side, getting between the two. “Why should we believe you?! For trines, we followed you without question! But you’ve used us for your own purposes. Even then you still take advantage of Ghost!” His blue eyes went hard. He tried to reach for his sword, but it wasn’t by his side. “My father died because of you!” He raised a fist, but Deet stopped him. “Deet?”

“Rian, Ghost, please. I know that you’re angry, but now’s not the time.”

“It’s the perfect time to be angry!” Ghost shouted. Her chest tightened. Her true heart twisted and pulsing faster, causing her breathing to become hitch.

“I beg your pardon, but you’re upsetting my mistress.” Everyone turned their attention to Lazul. The Djinn glowed brightly in the light. “Perhaps things might get better with a little dreamfasting. Here…I’ll help.” He extended his arms. A halo surrounded their wrists with a simple touch. Before anyone could speak, their whole bodies began to glow. Images swirled around them until it settled onto one in particular.

“What-What is this?” SkekVar asked frantically.

“Is this…Dreamfasting?” SkekTek asked. “I’ve heard you using it, but I never thought-” His breathing evened. “This is amazing!”

Before them, the throne room of the Castle of the Crystal glowed in the evening light. All the lords, save for SkekEkt, were all gathered. The Treasurer, SkekShod, grumbled about the cold. The Mariner, SkekSa, looked bored. SkekMal simply fidgeted. He didn’t want to be here. SkekSo sat on his throne, tired and merely listened to SkekSil’s latest gossip.

“I remember this…” SkekVar whispered. “My dagger was missing…I tried not to be upset about it since we had a lot to discuss in one of our special meetings.”

Suddenly, the doors were flung open. A heavy echo hushed the room. All the Skeksis turned to see an ice-covered Ghost stand before them. The ice in her hair looked like diamonds in the firelight. They jingled on her clothes with her movement. Her eyes focused on the Skeksis. Heavy breathing filled the air. In her hand was a dagger that was about as big as a regular Gelfling sword. She dragged it as she moved forward. With a fluid motion, she raised it up in the air. “H-h-hammer…” She collapsed after saying that word.

“What in Mother Aughra happened to you?!” Deet gasped.

A small flash appeared. It was a young Ghost doing some dusting when she heard some screaming. She leaned over to see a Podling servant calling for help. She pulled out the heavy dagger and jumped into the water. “One of the Podlings fell into the water and I was saving him from drowning,” Ghost said.

“That was dangerous, Ghost!” Rian snapped. “You could’ve died.”

“I didn’t want to stand by and do nothing!”

The throne scene resumed with SkekTek holding her in some of the layers of robe he gave her. There was screeching and a harried SkekEkt came running in. “Jewel! My precious Jewel.” He lightly touched her. “You sweet fool…” He rubbed his beak against her face. “Someone get the healers!”

“Why bother.” SkekSil said. “Let’s kill her.” At that moment, SkekEkt and SkekTek both came at the Chamberlain with raised claws.

“Like Thra we would!” SkekTek barked.

“If you so much as touch her, your hide will be my next fashion statement.” SkekEkt wailed. He took Ghost from the Scientist’s arms and cradled her. He took her away from the others just as a few guards came running in. Orders were soon followed.

“He…actually cried for me…” Ghost gaped at this. “SkekTek…You were that willing to protect me too?”

“I tried to.” SkekTek explained. He flashed over to a memory where he ate some food while being in Ghost’s room. “One night, I was guarding your room. Ornamentalist and I decided to keep watch over you while the guards rotated on their shifts. We didn’t agree on a lot of things but we knew that if we left you alone, SkekSil might’ve killed you himself. The next thing I knew, I passed out after eating the dinner some Podlings serve.” The scientist blinked only a few times before he leaned against Ghost’s bed and dozed off. “The next morning I had a horrible headache.” Morning light flooded the room, SkekTek awoke rubbing his head. He groaned then noticed a tired General curled up on the other side of the bed.

“Yeah…About that…” SkekVar’s voice took on a pang of guilt. Another flash. This time SkekVar was in the throne room alone with SkekSo. The Emperor looked annoyed. The General was surprised at the recent task he was given. “You want me to kill Ghost?!”
“SkekTek and SkekEkt had made it very clear that they’re not going to leave Ghost alone even when we’ve rotated the guards.” SkekSo coughed slightly. He pulled on his robe tighter. “Surprisingly enough. Gourmand is preparing some food that should make them unconscious for a few hours. This should give you enough time to kill her. Make it look like an accident or a break-in. Just make sure you’re not caught. She’s of use to us now.”

Sometime later in the night, SkekTek was sound asleep. His plate was knocked over to his left. SkekVar crept in silently. His dagger in his hand. The air was filled with the soft, wheezy breathing. Ghost’s face was flushed. A white cloth on her forehead. He loomed over her, his shadow covering her face. His eyes focused on her sickly state. “Sorry…Ghost. You’ve served your purpose.” He raised his dagger. His heart suddenly skipped when he heard a weak groan.

Ghost’s fingers twitched. She rolled over to SkekVar’s nearest claws. She hugged it. A soft murmur escaped her lips. “...Var…”

SkekVar stood there stunned. The warmth crawled up his arm. He blinked in confusion for a few minutes. Then, he raised the dagger higher. His strike almost hit her when he heard something about Chamberlain. His blade stopped only mere inches from her face.

“Don’t be alone with Chamberlain. He’s going to kill you….Don’t cry…” Ghost’s eyes opened slightly. “Don’t cry, Hammer…You’ve been through so much… I’ll help you.”

SkekVar was shaking. He couldn’t explain it. He looked at the dagger. The same dagger she carried. Her frail body that burns and bruises so easily carried a weapon that was almost her size. In order to save a Podling. It was all nonsense to a Skeksis, but SkekVar couldn’t help shake the feeling of a heavy weight he’d been carrying for so long lifted off his shoulders. He tossed the dagger to the end of the room. The General cried into her. Her warmth gives him much comfort. He cried until he fell asleep.

The memory ended. Soon, it was followed by flashes of disturbing visions. SkekTek falling into a vat of fire. SkekLach zapped by purple lightning. Gelflings killed by strange crab-like creatures. Finally, SkekSil stabbing SkekVar. Everyone blinked in surprise. The dreamfasting had ended. They all looked at SkekVar. Ghost’s eyes wet with tears. “I…really meant that much to you…Ekty…” She turned to SkekTek. “And you?”

“Ghost…” SkekTek swallowed hard. “When you left, the castle felt different. Even when you felt ill on that day, you’ve always had a fighting spirit we couldn’t explain. You always knew what troubled us in some shape or form. You went out of your way to keep the peace between everyone.” Tears entered his eyes. “You mean the world to us, Ghost.” He hugged. “You mean everything to me too.” Just as he said that, his throat began to constrict. He began to cough violently. In the subtle light, pulsing like crawled over him until he finally coughed out a key similar to SkekVar’s. However, it had a strange resemblance to Elctor. “What in Thra?”

Before anyone could say anything, a strange strapping noise was heard. Fearless barked madly while Grumble merely rolled over to Ghost. He licked her face. Then light leaked in their dark spot. The group had to shield their eyes against the bright light.

“There you are!”

Ghost gasped. Firm hands yanked her out of the hole and into a familiar face. Her eyes widened. Her mouth opened in shock. Her breathing hitched. She took in a rough Skeksis face that had half of his bone mask destroyed. “S-S-S-S-Skek…Mal…” Tears welled up in her eyes. She flung her arms around his neck and cried. She hugged him for dear life. If it was a mere dream, she didn’t want it to end. Her wailing reached around a moonlit forest. She soon felt claws hesitantly rubbing along her back. Shaky and unsure. She cried until there were no tears to shed.

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The night sky was still. Nothing moved from the spot where the monstrous bull stood. Ghost, Rian and the others had already left the area. Making sure that no one else would come after them and attack. The crystal statue gleamed under the light of the moon. Suddenly, a large shadow covered it. A heavy flapping noise resided in the sky. Growing louder as the shadow came closer.

Murkon landed with a heavy thud. The trees shook. His eyes focused on the frozen form of the monster. He sniffed it. His lionfish fins twitched. “So…” He said in a hollow voice. “A shadow has learned his truth.” He tapped on the crystal. Several cracks began to form around the crystal prison. “Awake, Ashblaze. There’s still work to be done.” He heard several noises and glanced over to see several eyes staring at him. “Find them. There’s no doubt that Aurinas and her daughters are around her.”
—--------(Ghost and the others, somewhere in the forest)-------------------------

Ghost’s feet felt numb. She felt like walking for an eternity. Her eyes flicked between SkekMal who was readily beside her and Rian walking on the other side with sorrow and anger in his eyes. Even though SkekMal was alive, Ordon was already eaten by the Gobbles in a matter of seconds. Ghost could feel her true heart twist in different directions. Happy that SkekMal is alive, but her adoptive Gelfling father was returned to Thra before his time. She gripped her crystal necklace. Suddenly, a thundering boom resounded below them.

“Oh…great…” SkekLach muttered. His voice was raspier than normal. “More rain. Just…what we need.”
“I don’t know, Collector.” Gurjin spoke. He adjusted his sword. He looked at his hands. They were raw and had a few scratches on them. “An extra dose of water wouldn’t hurt considering how low we are on it.” He pulled out his flask. Only a drop made it.

“Plus we don’t have any ointment.” Deet added. “They were crushed when we were trying to run away.”

“We’ll search for some once we find a place to hide from the rain,” Kylan pointed out. As if on cue, the thunder clapped above them. Rain immediately poured over their heads. “Perhaps at a faster pace!”

Everyone began to frantically search for whatever spot would be big enough to hide them. But to no avail. The Skeksis were panting heavily. Suddenly, large thuds resounded. The slaves, which were able to reunite with the group along with the white Starbird and Tavra, simply stared at the water quizically. Drum held out his paw. Cerebrite blinked at the sky. Spark simply shook herself. Ghost glanced and saw SkekEkt crumbled on the ground. Hup trying to shake the Ornamentalist awake. SkekVar and SkekLach were also on the ground too. Groaning in pain. Ghost gasped and ran to each of them, desperately shaking them. Her hands caught heat with each touch. SkekEkt being the hottest.

SkekTek kneeled beside SkekEkt. Eyes taking in details of the shriveled body. He placed his head and listened for a heartbeat. “He’s alive, but he’s got a fever due to exhaustion.”

“Come to think of it,” SkekZok spoke. “I haven't seen him sleeping since our time in Stone-In-The-Wood.”

“Me neither.” Scrollkeeper added.

Ghost heard something. She looked down in time to see SkekEkt move. His eyes slowly opened. He went into his cloak and pulled out a folded piece of parchment. Ghost took it from him. She let out a shuddery breath when he closed his eyes. Ghost merely put her head on top of him.

Suddenly, a veil of white and blue feathers surrounded everyone. They all looked around to see that Nova and the White Starbird loomed over them. Their wings intertwined. Heads craned over them.

Tavra bowed. “Thank you. We appreciate the help.”

SkekTek began to take note of the growing red spot between Nova’s left side. He went over to look at it. His claws gently pulled away the feathers to reveal a deep gash. Blood slowly seeping out. The stench of infection hit his nostrils with full force. He crinkled with pure disgust. Suddenly, he felt Nova’s large head nudging him. Coos filled his ear. The Scientist couldn’t explain it, but he could make out the words of comfort that she was trying to say.

“You know there’s something that puzzles me just now,” Gurjin said.

Naia looked at her twin. “Which is?”

Gurjin glanced over at Razz. “Razz? If the Starbirds were as powerful as you say they are? How come they were locked up with the rest of you?”

Razz blinked. He clicked his beak. He scratched and tossed his head around. “No clue. Razz only heard rumors that the last Miracle Queen betrayed them and ambushed them. Smash lot of eggs.”

“How awful!” Deet shouted.

“Shh!” SkekMal suddenly hissed. “Do you hear that?” He pulled out his blades. He moved in front of Ghost. His tail flicked in several directions.

Everyone was a bit confused for a moment. Suddenly, squelching noises were heard at a distance. They all froze. The slaves frantically gathered around SkekTek, much to the Scientist’s surprise. SkekSo and SkekZok moved slowly away from the wings as a large shadow started to come into view. Naia, Hup, Rian and Tavra drew out their weapons. Deet held on to a nervous Sidetec. Grumble and Fearless growled low. Razz raised his feathers, hints of silver glinted in the light. As the shadow came closer, Ghost suddenly heard a warble from the White Starbird. Then, the wings pulled away slightly to reveal a large, dinosaur head looking at them.

“It’s the creature from before!” Deet gasped. She ran over to have a look at it. The scales were free of chains. The eyes glimmered with a fresh light. Deet giggled as the creature licked her. “Hey! That tickles!”

Ghost sighed. “At least it’s not something dangerous.” However, she knew they couldn’t stay in the rain like this forever. She glanced at Razz. “Razz? Can you see if there’s a place we can take proper shelter? Nova’s injury is going to get worse if it keeps up.”

Razz nodded. He flew away. His body went past the large feathers with ease. A small whistling noise heard in the distance.

“Great.” SkekSo grumbled. “Even if we do find shelter, how do we carry them? As I recall SkekMal can only carry one at a time.”
SkekMal flicked his gaze at him. “You doubt my abilities?”

SkekSo raised his head high. His eyes held no fear for the savage Skeksis. His breathing hitched but he tried his best to hide it. Even his hands were starting to shake. “Forgive me, Hunter. Though I know you can carry large beasts, you and I both know that you’ve taken large kills one at a time. Surely, you won't miss that setback.”

Deet went over to Ghost and tapped her shoulder. “Ghost, I have an idea how to move them.” She pointed to the dinosaur.

Ghost looked at Deet. “Do you think it will work? I’m mean…the poor thing was frightened by that monster earlier.”

“Well…Let’s give it a try.” Deet walked over to the slaves. She gave a simple bow. “Can you help us please?” She took note of Drum’s uncertain look on his face. “It’s alright. They’re not going to hurt you. But we should work together.”

Drum looked tilted his head. Confused by what Deet was saying. Suddenly, he heard SkekLach weezing. His small eyes glanced over at the ugly wound on SkekLach’s face. His nose took on the same smell the Scientist had. He crawled over and looked over at the other Skeksis. Drum noticed Ghost’s worried face. Rian walked over to her with a similarly tired expression. “H…H….Help?” Drum was nervous as everyone turned their eyes on him. “Help?”

Deet smiled. She nodded. “Yes, Drum. We help. We need to lift The General, The Collector and The Ornamentalist onto that creature there.”

Gurjin, Naia and Kylan gathered around Ghost. “Guess we better help too.” Gurjin said. His voice dripped with annoyance. “It’ll be a pain but if it guarantees that we can move these three into our new found hiding place without dragging, then it’ll help.”

Kylan ripped a piece of clothing and handed it to Ghost. “Here. To clean the wound for a bit.”

The Gelfling began to gather around the three Skeksis. Gurjin, Naia and Spark readied themselves around SkekVar while Deet, Drum and Kylan discussed how they were going to move SkekLach. Ghost, Cerebrite and Rian simply stared at SkekEkt. The white Gelfling took a breath. She wanted to ask Lazul but she could feel that he had little strength to hold onto her. Suddenly, a shadow loomed over her. It was Shield. The Silk Spitter handed her the box. The silver-white pelt jumped out and wrapped around her. Ghost tried to protest, but the warmth from the wool kept the chill that had been given from the rain.

I’ll help too. Shield said. Can’t let you have your heroic moment all the time. He kneeled.

Ghost was about to touch SkekEkt when SkekMal grabbed her limb. “Let go, Mal.” Her voice felt cold. Then her cheeks burned at what she had done. “Hunter, your fellow Skeksis is ill. I know your strength is mighty but-”

“Do you really think that creature will listen to you?” SkekMal asked. His voice was surprisingly soft.

Ghost eyed his weapons. “Maybe it might if you put your blades away and remove your mask.”

“What?!” SkekMal roared. The creature bellowed in fright from the sudden movements.

SkekSo flinched. Then he sighed. “Just do as she says before we all suffer a cold!”

SkekMal growled and put his weapons away. He removed his mask. His eyes followed the group's every movement as they tried to hold the Skeksis upright. SkekVar and SkekLach seemed to have regained some consciousness as their feet began to shuffle. Ghost and Tavra struggled for a moment to get the Ornamentalist on Shield’s shell, but managed to succeed. The Hunter followed them to the uneasy scaled beast.

The Forest Saurio observed them. The green eyes flickered to each individual until they settled on Ghost and Deet. It sniffed them. A soft mumbling escaped its throat. Its head lowered down. The fins flat against its neck. Shallow wounds criss-crossed the neck to show how much damage the chains had caused it.

“Please.” Ghost said. “We need your help.” Her blue eye began to glow softly. Suddenly, a weird sensation crept into her nose. She sniffled for a bit. Then she felt something hitting her core. An emotion, but not her own. A loneliness that made her hearts sink into the depths of her stomach. Am I feeling what the Forest Saurio’s feeling? She thought. “You…can stay with us for a bit…”

SkekSo was about to protest but a shake of SkekZok’s head made him stop in his tracks. “Why is it that no one listens to the Emperor anymore?” He grumbled under his breath.

Ghost took a deep breath. “We’re not much, but I can help you find your kind when this is over.” Ghost soon noticed the stare shifting to SkekMal. “Don’t worry. He’s gruff, but he’s smarter than he seems. He won’t hurt you if you’re helping.” She raised her hand. A long pause only left the rain to drum out the silence. Then, she felt the leathery texture of the scales. A feeling of acceptance crawled into her soul. “Thank you.”

The Forest Saurio lowered down. Eyes wearily watching SkekMal. The Gelfling and Shield managed to get the three Skeksis onto the creatures back. With the assistance of the silk, they were able to hold the lords down to the point where they wouldn’t slide off. It got onto its feet, ready for the next direction.

“So…” Naia turned to the rest of the crew. “What now?”

“Well..We can just sleep on the cold hard ground.” Gurjin turned to the other Skeksis. “If you’re willing to do it. After all, you barely come out of your comfy castle unless it’s time for tithings.”

SkekSo growled. “You little-”

“Am back!”

“Gah!” SkekSo fell back into the mud as Razz whizzed back into the veil of feathers.

Razz was about to land on Ghost’s shoulder, but saw how truly tired she was. He went and land on SkekMal’s instead. The Bladewing was met with a growl. Razz raised his head with no sign of fear. “Razz found something.”

“Would it be your manners?” SkekSo asked as he got up with the help of SkekZok. His hand gripped his chest.

Razz gave him an annoyed look. “You one to talk.” He cleared his throat. “Razz found house a few footsteps near here. Looks empty. Big enough for Skeksis and Gelfling.”

“Do you think it’s a trap?” Kylan asked.

“It sounds way too good to be true.” Naia followed.

Rian sighed. “We don’t have many options. Whatever may be waiting for us there, it would be better than staying out in the open any longer.”

Tavra nodded. “We still don’t know too much about the enemy.” She looked up at the sky. “The rain won’t clear up for a while as well.”

SkekSo sighed. “Very well. Let’s just get this night over with. I’m tired, hungry…and not in the mood for another argument.”

With that, the Starbirds moved their wings away. Allowing the raindrops to hit them. They all began to move forward. Razz leading the way. Cerebrite had trouble moving in the right direction and Deet had to guide him in the right direction. The Forest Saurio had to be led the way by Ghost walking forward. Nova had to coax the creature with her wings. Soon they all arrived at the house that Razz spotted.

It looked a bit like a Gelfling house on the front. A simple home with additional floors. Once they were able to get SkekVar, SkekLach and SkekEkt down from the Forest Saurio, they got to the porch and noticed a wooden door with a Starbird carved into it. The moon, sun and star overlapping. Strange figures eyed the boarder. Rian opened the door. Both he and SkekMal peeked in. The interior looked bigger and deeper than it originally appeared.

“All clear.” Rian whispered.

The group went in with ease. SkekAyuk began to sniff the air while holding SkekEkt. SkekOk shivered with SkekLach adding unwanted pressure to his back. SkekTek tried his best to balance SkekVar with his hip and SkekZok trying to assist. Ghost wobbled for a bit and began to sit down on the nearest chair. The black and golden wooled creatures leaped out and wrapped themselves around Deet and Rian. The two Gelfling looked at each other, confused at what had just happened.

“Should…we find this normal?” Deet asked.

“If it were, they could’ve done it earlier.” Rian grumbled.
“Let’s just get some sleep,” Ghost said.

Kylan nodded. “Yes. We’ve been up for nearly two days without eating or drinking-”

“I’ll take care of that.” SkekAyuk made his way to the eastern part of the room. He grabbed Hup and Drum without warning. “You’re going to help me.”

Hup struggled and tried to smack at the hand. Drum merely looked dumbfounded.The two nearly vanished in sight. Gurjin and Naia went after the Gourmand with protest. Tavra shook her head. “I better go after them before a fight breaks out.” Nova fluttered in.Her frame now shrunken down and landed on SkekTek’s carapace. The White Starbird and the Forest Saurio stood outside.

SkekTek sighed. Soon Sidetic joined him. The little green creature chirped in curiosity. “I better look around for any medical equipment to use.” He began to walk up the stairs. The wood creaked loudly under his weight.

Spark saw a nearby fireplace. She blinked at the coals. Her paws swiped at them. Sparks that matched her name flew out. Without hesitation, she began to curl up in the embers. The flame rose high around her. The entire room became warmer than anyone could imagine. To everyone’s surprise, Spark wasn’t burned alive. In fact, the flames started to become a part of her.
“Intriguing….” SkekOk spoke. “Never seen a creature be that immune to fire.” He turned to Razz but soon felt something bump into his side. He looked to see Cerebrite in his robes. “That’s the fourth time that I’ve seen you bumping into things.” The Scrollkeeper waved a finger at the Earth Croaker. No response. “I wonder….” He took off one of his spectacles and placed it on Cerebrite’s nose. When he did it again, Cerebrite blinked and followed his movement. “There. Now you won’t be much of a bother anymore.”

Cerebrite looked around the room. Eyes filled with wonder. He began to walk over to the fireplace and yelped when one of his claws touched the flame. He saw the color go from orange to black. He glanced at a tired Ghost. An angry Hunter. Rian and Deet gaze back at the Stone Croaker with amusement. Then, he began to clap. His claps were small but grew louder. He let out a laugh. Then yawned. He found a few blankets that weren’t used for the Skeksis and laid on them.

Rian sighed. “Might as well.” He felt the wool transform into a blanket as he grabbed a nearby pillow. The Stonewood warrior moved a little closer to the fireplace, careful not to get burned. He gave one solid glare at SkekMal before he fell asleep.

“Goodnight,” Deet yawned. She laid a few feet from him. Her big eyes shut tight. Her breathing evened as her dark pelt turned back to its original shape.

Ghost soon felt Lazul shift on her back. The Djinn soon landed on her lap. Her hands took in the damp skin. The lone eye looking up at her. “Are you tired Lazul? Is the fire bothering you by any chance?”

“Forgive me mistress,” Lazul said in an apologetic tone. “I need to be in water for a bit longer tonight.”

Ghost nodded. “Very well. Go into the kitchen to see if there’s a pot of water for you.” She watched the Djinn moved away. Her shoulder was now occupied by Orchid. Shield right next to her chair. The Silk Spitter handed her the box.

Ghost…Orchid began. Her voice bitter. I’m sorry I couldn’t help you back there….If only I was bigger… She felt Ghost’s hand on her. The warmth slowly returned.

“It wasn’t your fault.” Ghost began. “We weren’t ready…If anything…It’s my fault that Ordon…is…” Tears brimmed her eyes. She sniffed. Trying her best to wipe away her tears. Suddenly, a shadow loomed over her. Ghost looked up to see SkekMal loom over her.

The Hunter lowered down to have his eyes meet her level. “No more tears now. You weren’t prepared to take them. A setback.”

“A setback?!” Ghost hissed, trying to lower her voice so Rian couldn’t hear. “You call losing a Gelfling father to both me and Rian a setback! Do you have ANY idea what I’ve been through when I saw the both of you go down in the Gobbles pit? I promised to make sure no one would die anything further-”

“Which you’ve failed to do. Ouch!” SkekSo was hit in the head by a fire log that Shield threw at him. He was met with a hiss.

Suddenly, Orchid leaped onto SkekMal’s beak. Listen here, you clueless savage! It’s bad enough that Ghost is going through some loss right now, but will it kill you to be more sensitive to the situation?! She’s risked her own life to protect one of your own and all you can think about how this whole thing is a setback. You’re the setback here! You didn’t even bother trying to rescue Ordon, did you? You poor excuse of a- Her words went into several curses that no one in the room but Ghost and Shield would understand. Before anyone could stop her, Orchid jumped closer to the Hunter’s face and jabbed his eye with her leg.

“Augh!” He stumbled backward as the Threader got off of him and went back to Ghost. He growled. “You little-”

“Stop!” Ghost screamed. Her command startled Rian and Deet awake. Even SkekTek, who soon arrived with some bandages and ointment, got between them. “Please just stop…I just…I…” Suddenly, the paper from SkekEkt landed on the floor. She picked it up. It was dry from the rain. Her hands were hesitant to open it. However, the memory of what she had seen with SkekVar and SkekTek burned in her mind. Ghost took a deep breath and opened it. Words appeared before her. Shaky but held the elegant cursive that SkekEkt was known for.

My dear Ghost,

I’m so sorry I can’t talk. I know it’s hard to believe but a monster took my voice away. Even I…find myself wishing it was a bad nightmare. However, when I close my eyes I can’t help relieve the moments of my capture. The pain. The darkness. The horrid stench. When I saw the current state you were in after rescuing me, I was beside myself. I was even horrified at what our Emperor said. He always found you sweet and cheery. His little Glass. True, I did think of you as a little plaything at first, but over the years, I found you to be so much more.

It didn’t help that I was such an ugly Podling. However, you would never think that? Would you? You went out of your way to help me. I saw how you cherished things and saw the beauty in almost everything. Those statues made from broken plates and paper were truly amazing. You were always the most beautiful Gelfling I knew. In more ways than one. I’m sorry for not telling more about how we run our kingdom. You try so hard. It hurts me to see you sad. My little Jewel.

Take care,
Your Ekty

Ghost’s vision began to blur. A weird sensation crawled into her. Similar to what had happened with the Forest Saurio. The words glowed light blue. An image of SkekEkt sitting underneath the light of the moon. His hands shook with each letter he wrote. His head looking over his shoulder at each rustle. Then, his eyes settled on her still form. Shame and regret. Something the proud Ornamentalist was never known for. The vision soon ended. Ghost sniffled and wiped her tears away.

“Ghost,” Deet said. She was on her knees at the edge of the chair. “Are you ok?”

“Not completely,” Ghost admitted. She hugged Orchid. “But much better than before.” She leaned into the seat. The cushions eased the pain on her back. Wings relaxed. She enjoyed the warmth of the fire as the crackling embers filled the room. Unaware that several, worm-like creatures were spying on her above the rafters of the house.

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At the edge of Stonewood Forest, a large wolf stopped in her tracks. Her nose to the air. “What’s wrong, Amein?” There was a long silence. She growled. “How dare they come into my house.” She ran into the woods. Her paws barely touched the ground.
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“Don’t eat that!” SkekAuyuk yelled. He yanked out a rotten fruit out of Drum’s claws. The Gourmand was stunned to witness Drum eating it. He tossed it into the nearby pot. The kitchen they were in was big enough for the entire group to come in without crowding them. Pots and pans were neatly stacked on top. Several jars and baskets held various foods. Though, he and Hup immediately learned that half of them were completely rotten.

“Yeah! That bad!” Hup agreed. The Podling cringed at the mere idea that he was agreeing with the enemy on decayed food.

“B-b-but…” Drum let out a few sniffles. Followed by a whimper. His eyes on the verge of tears. He calmed when Tavra gently touched his claws.

“There’s better food waiting for you.” Tavra assured him. “Just hold out for a little longer and let Hup teach you a few things.”

SkekAuyuk gave an indignant growl. “How do you?! If you think I’ll let a mud munching Podling out do-” His words were cut off by a strange howl. It was hollow and sweet. He froze. “Did-did any of you did that?”

Gurjin gave a blank stare. “Are you sure it’s not you going crazy after not eating for an entire day?” Naia chuckled behind him.

“I’m serious.”

The howl came again. SkekAuyuk ran to the window. Gurjin and Naia joined him, being mindful of the sink. A lone figure stood in the distance. Violet eyes glaring at them as it got closer. The trio did a double take. “Just our luck! It’s King Neco!” At those words, they heard a loud crash as Drum made a frantic effort to hide behind the pans.

“That doesn’t look like him though…” Naia stated. Her memories went back to the monstrous king that ambushed them. “Weren’t his eyes red?”

“We can figure that out later.” Gurjin said. He started to head for the door. “First we need to-” He ran into a door that appeared out of nowhere. Gurjin fell back and rubbed his face. “Ow! What in Thra?!” He got up and tried to open the door. The knob wouldn’t budge. To make matters worse, the knob tried to bite Gurjin with rows of teeth.

SkekAuyuk tossed Gurjin aside. “Move over, Gelfling. I’ll show you how it’s done.” He took a few steps back. Then, he ran at the door with full force. He fell backward as a jolt of pain radiated up his arm. “Ow…I think…we’re in over our heads.”

Naia looked over at him. Hup and Tavra soon followed. “Oh…You think?”
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Ghost leaned against the chair. She had just handed SkekEkt’s letter to the Scientist. For a moment, it felt as if the entire weight was off her shoulders. She was asleep in minutes. Suddenly, she heard a howl. Her eyes snapped open. Deet and Rian were already on their feet. Shield hissed nervously. Orchid flinched. Razz raised his head. Spark and Cerebrite opened their eyes briefly only to have them shut again. SkekTek flinched with a wet rag in his claws while he was still attending to SkekVar’s wound. SkekSo was the most nervous. The Emperor’s claws crawled up to the spot where King Neco had bitten him.

SkekZok took cover behind a chair. “We’re all going to die.”

SkekMal wielded his blades once again. “Like I’ll let anyone disgrace us!” He ran toward the doorway. Suddenly, a strange vein-like branches sprung out before him. The Hunter sliced them with ease. He was about to push through when they restored themselves in a blink of an eye. SkekMal growled. “What is this?” Suddenly, something whizzed by. He barely had enough time to take cover. “Get down!”

Everyone immediately went down to the floor. A few darts got stuck in Shield’s leg and shell. Cerebrite and Spark were still asleep. Rian tried to protect Deet. A few shouts were heard over the whizzing. Razz squawked and tried to use his feathers to block them. They remained on the floor even after the mysterious projectiles had ceased firing. A creak made everyone freeze. The front door was opening. A faint sound of sniffing was heard.

“D-do you think King Neco found us?” Deet whispered.

“Don’t know. How could that thing even find us?” Rian lifted his head. He put it down just as another dart came at him. “Anyone know how to check it out?”

I can help with that. Orchid moved away from Ghost’s cupped hand and carefully made her way to the closest wall. She quickly weaved past the darts stuck to the wall. The Threader nearly squealed when she saw the worms crawl around. Each of them had a single purple eye. Are they Djinn, she thought. She soon spotted a hole and made a break for it. Orchid squeezed through just before it closed behind her. She looked around. Then, she saw a wolf-like creature. It was gray-ish blue. There was no doubt that it was a Canimoon. Her body was donned on a purple armor made of metal. Well…At least it’s not King Neco. Suddenly, an eye appeared. A shade mauve with a star-shaped pupil. It looked at her hiding place. Ahhh! It is a Djinn! And it spotted me! She tried to run to her left but it was blocked by worms.

Suddenly, the Djinn got off of its master to show that the Canimoon was female. The armor stretched and melted away to set it back into the original starfish form. A blindfold covered her eyes. A bandage graced her left arm. “What is it?”

“I’ve just spotted an Arathim. She’s one of the intruders.”

Wait…This is your house?! Orchid spoke. It only drew attention to herself. Uh…Hi and Bye! She leaped to the railing. Just as she touched the rail, it began to move in an undulating motion. Orchid moved with all her might, but it only gave the Djinn enough time to slither up to the stairway. She soon noticed four other creatures standing at the top of the stairs. One resembled a baby Skifa with being held up by a creature that resembled an otter. The other two creatures had shriveled lips and green skin, bigger than Podlings and Gelflings. Orchid glanced back at The Canimoon. The Canimoon made no effort. She noticed the wolf creature stiffen and made quick strides over to the door. This only made Orchid’s tiny body jolt with fear. Ghost! Orchid let out a thread of webbing. She jumped just as the crest of the undulation came. It soon flicked her just far enough that it flung her over the Djinn and landed just before the doorway that reappeared.

Inside was pure chaos. The Hunter growled. The Emperor stood up, demanding an explanation. Suddenly, the Canimoon turned her blinded eyes to the black robed Skeksis. She sniffed him. “You…” Without warning, she pounced on him and bit into him. Screams deafened any words. The Hunter came at the Canimoon, but she dodged his blades while still having the Emperor in her teeth. Skekso feebly tried to get her off but a blue glow surrounded him. His eyes started to droop. His limbs went limp. Then, she quickly set him down on the floor before something snapped in her jaws. She backed away, holding a strange thorny grub in her mouth. She dropped it and headed straight for the others.

Ghost! Orchid screamed. Before the Djinn could grab her, Orchid jumped as high as she could and landed on the Canimoon’s tail. Her legs were at full speed. Climbing the furry body the same way she crawled onto SkekTek. In a matter of minutes, Orchid was on the wolf face and poked at the blindfold. Don’t you go near my friends! She kept jabbing the muzzle and blindfold.

“Get off!” The Canimoon growled. A purple starfish arm appeared and snatched Orchid off her face. Before she could respond, Shield tackled her to the ground. The Fizzgigs growled. Fearless biting her hand. She thrashed and kicked but it wasn’t long until SkekMal pinned her other arm with his blade. Rian held out his sword, making sure Deet was behind him.

SkekTek ran over to the Djinn. He quickly poked the eye and grabbed Orchid once the arm loosened the grip. He only got a few feet until the arms grabbed him. Thankfully, Sidetec was close by. The little green creature screeched. His yellow beak pecked at the eye. Soon, Razz, who was nearly passed out on the floor, ended things by throwing a few feathers to pin it down. The Bladewing mumbled of not getting enough sleep. “Take that!” SkekTek hissed. He scrambled away with Orchid clinging to the neckline of the robe.

SkekZok and SkekOk both looked over at SkekSo. They waved the Scientist over. Deet joining them, carefully avoiding the limp creature on the floor. SkekTek leaned in close. The Scientist could make out faint breathing. “He’s alive, but maybe losing blood.” Deet went over and ripped a corner of the blanket. He placed it on the wound.

Ghost cautiously walked over to the pained Canimoon. SkekMal, Razz and Shield by her side. “Who are you? Why did you attack us?”

“Don’t bother with that uneducated barbarian,” SkekOk grumbled. “She may have spoken a few words, but I highly doubt she’ll say anything useful.”

“I’m amazed that you’ve figured out my gender, but stupid enough to assume that I don’t understand a few words in your tongue.”

Everyone turned to the Canimoon. Her grin held a sense of triumph despite her pain. “Do you wear your glasses because you need them? Or to make a false statement of your intelligence?”

SkekOk dropped his jaw in shock. SkekZok looked indignant that someone would dare insult a Skeksis. Hup tried his best to hold back his laughter. SkekTek’s eyes lit up. “Wait! I remember you now!” The Scientist exclaimed. “You were the one who warned me and SkekLach back at that disturbing castle.”

“Indeed.” The Canimoon looked back at SkekMal. “Now you better release me and my friend.”

“Why?” SkekMal hissed. His grip on the hilt only tightened. Suddenly, a gutteral hiss made him freeze in place. He turned to see that the black grub was alive. Heading straight for him.

“Mal!” Ghost screamed. She ran to get between the grub and SkekMal. Her blue eye glowed and a silver aura surrounded her. The white pelt moved its head again and began to open its mouth. The grub cried out. It thrashed, but Ghost held on to it tightly. A song escaped her throat. Rian soon recognized it as Speak for the Dead. The more Ghost sang it, the more the creature grew still. Then, a strange cocoon materialized. It fell at Ghost’s feet. Ghost fell backward. Deet and Rian help her up.“Mal…Let her go. This is her house…”

SkekMal grew silent. Momentarily stunned at what he just witnessed. Then, he moved his blade off the Canimoon’s arm. He also picked up a growling Fearless. The gray Fizzgig soon became content in his arms. Then, he set the creature down and put away his weapons. He looked at Ghost. He picked her up with ease. SkekMal was shocked at just how cold Gelfling's body was. “Is there a bed she can rest in?”

The Canimoon got up from her spot. She gripped her arm to stop the bleeding. “Might as well do it for everyone since this room is a mess. Follow me.” She went over to the Djinn and grabbed the feathers that pinned him down. The Djinn crawled up onto her. Several tentacles appeared from the ceiling and grabbed the unconscious Skeksis, Spark and Cerebrite to unknown destinations. Just as they were about to head to the stairway, her ears picked up on muffled noises coming from the wall across the room. “Amein.”

The Djinn sighed. He stretched his arms out to the nearest wall. In a blink of an eye, the wall soon created a doorway. Gurjin, Naia, Hup and Tavra all charged out for a moment. However, the Gelflings stopped when they saw a peculiar sight of Ghost and the others being in the company of the Canimoon. SkekAuyuk and Drum lingered behind the doorway nervously. The Djinn crawled on top of the wolf head. His eye was filled with annoyance. “Please keep it down. We’re all tired here and I’d rather deal with the rest of the affairs in the morning.”

Gurjin blinked. “You’re a Djinn?”

“Yes.”

“And you did all this?” Naia asked.

“Can we please save the questions for the morning before I start throwing things!?”

The Gelflings backed away slowly. They soon joined the group up the stairs. A few barks were made. Doors slammed shut. No one asked questions at this point. They were all tired beyond belief. Soon they were instructed to go into their respective rooms that materialized out of nowhere. Rian wanted to be with Ghost, but one look at SkekMal and Deet knocked all the fight out of him. He slipped into the room.

Ghost…I’ll…Orchid tried to reach her friend but nearly slipped off SkekTek’s shoulder. She was once again caught in the Scientist’s synthetic claws. Sleep soon enveloped her. The Scientist shrugged. He went into his room.

SkekMal soon entered a room that was made specifically for Ghost. Fizzgigs at his heels. A small Gelfling bed with simple white sheets. A wooden nightstand had a lantern made out of several fireflies glow in the low lighting. “Seems to suit you perfectly.” He looked down at Ghost only to realize that she had fallen asleep in her arms. He set her down gently. Then, he delicately tucked the sheets around her. Before long, Grumble and Fearless jumped onto the bed and curled up next to her. He knelt down beside her. His weapons stacked against the wall. His eyes took in her form. Fragile and weak from the strain of the past two days. The pain in her eyes was so intense that it felt as though he was cut by a blade. “I’m sorry…” He whispered. He laid down on the floor and curled up beside the bed. His strength also began to fade as a soft hand touched his upper limbs. SkekMal, the Hunter, was put to sleep by a simple touch.

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SkekEkt ran in the darkness. He could feel nothing under his feet. His hands outstretched for anything. They only hit hard stone. He wanted to feel something warm and soft beneath his touch. Fur. Blankets. Ghost. “Ghooost!” He wailed. “Ghost, where are you?! Please don’t leave me alone!” A screech was heard behind him. The Ornamentalist turned to see several red eyes glared at him. Then, they charged.

“Help!!” SkekEkt ran faster than he ever could. He didn’t want those monsters after him. Not after what they did to his heart and throat. He continued to run until he crashed into something. SkekEkt didn’t have time to understand what was happening. He felt a weird sensation on his back. Large claws closed around him.

“Dear me, Dear me.” The voice was sweet. Each word almost came out like a song. “You’ve been dealing with this horrible nightmare haven’t you, Shadowling?”

SkekEkt found himself looking up at a fuzzy round face. Four eyes that were purple like Ghost’s eyes when she was touched by the Darkening. “Wha?” He also began to take note of a pair of fuzzy antennas hovering his head.

The creature smiled. “Let’s change the mood here, shall we?” He let out a soft whine. His antennas vibrated and gave off a golden glow. The darkness and the red eyes fizzled out of existence. They two were now in an unfamiliar forest. The trees glistened with a strange coat of sugar. Sunlight leaked through the treetops. Faint chirps of frogs were heard in the far distance. The creature patted SkekEkt’s head lightly with a claw. “There now. Do we feel better now, Shadowling?”

SkekEkt backed away from him. “Stop calling me that! Who are you? What is this place?!” He gestured around the area. He could now feel warmth coming back to him. However, it was a warmth that he didn’t ask for. The Ornamentalist tried to make a fan out of his hand. Now that it was bright out, he saw the creature that had rescued him. The creature resembled a large koala with moth wings on its back. The shale gray fur on its back took on a steely color.

“My home,” The creature replied. He drooped. “Or what had once been.” He shook off the sorrow that clouded his eyes. He rubbed his eyes and looked up. “Forgive me. Where are my manners? My name’s Cloak. I simply sensed your dream and came to find you. You’ve been plagued by these haven’t you?”

SkekEkt blinked. “What are you talking about? We Skeksis never dream of anything.”

“But yet you were just chased by a bunch of dangerous creatures were you not.” Cloak leaned in closer. His nose almost touched the Ornamentalist. “Do you remember anything before you closed your eyes?”

SkekEkt paused. He clutched at his robes. His robes! They weren’t with him on the day of the attack. He had to wear dirty clothing. He soon began to remember the rain. It was starting to pour heavily. SkekEkt tried to hide the fact that his head felt heavy. Like his Podling form had taken so many rocks that it caused him to fall down. He laid there. Unable to move. Let alone speak. Speak… “I can’t possibly talk…Not after-” He covered his own mouth in shock. “I’m…in a dream…”

“What you’ve witnessed earlier is called a nightmare. I’ve actually caused a few myself.” Cloak cleared his throat. “I have an offer for you. I can lend you some of my power to help you in the war to come.”

“War?” SkekEkt tilted his head. “Are you saying I have to fight King Neco and those ‘Bone Lords’?” When Cloak nodded, SkekEkt pedaled backward and fell back onto the ground. “No! No! NO! I’m not going to put myself in danger again! I nearly died!” He scrambled back up and walked toward it. He struck the creature hard on the nose. “Let me out of here!”

Cloak was silent for a moment. His arms crossed. Eyes narrowed. Mouth tightened into a soured line. “Fine. I’ll let you go, but you must do a challenge for me.” He flapped his wings. The trees and moss began to swirl around. The noises faded away. They soon were standing in a treasure trove. Rubies collided with diamonds. Emeralds popped out along the golden coins. Pearl necklaces jittered around the floor. Cloak fluttered to a golden statue that resembled a large sheep-like creature. He perched there and looked down at the Skeksis. “All around you is treasure. However, there is only one true treasure here. Find it and I’ll let you go.”

SkekEkt groaned loudly. “Fine! I’ll play your stupid game. Considering I can’t talk when I wake up and am stuck in the body of a disgusting Podling by morning-What do I have to lose?!” He began looking through the trove. He saw a few luxurious fabrics of various patterns and shades. He also picked up a few gemstones and coins. Once he collected all that he needed, SkekEkt tossed his items on the floor. “There!”

Cloak glanced down at the material. He flapped his wings hard. A gale roared around them as the treasures were picked up. They flipped and turned as they moved closer to Cloak’s face. His claws touched each one. He sighed. “Nope. Try again.”

SkekEkt let out a ferocious screech of frustration. He began to claw his way through the treasure piles. None of them seemed to impress Cloak in the slightest. SkekEkt flopped onto the ground in frustration. He thrashed around like an angry childling. Suddenly, something skittered across the coins as his tail smacked against it. He got up and found the source. It was a regular old rock. It was black with a greenish tint to it. He picked it up gently. His claws rolled it around. There was something familiar about this stone.

His mind started to wonder where Ghost was. “I wish Ghost was here.” He said aloud. “She always knew what to do. What made us…” He blinked. Then, he began to remember where he saw this stone before. It all started when he was in his room doing his usual routine when there was a knock on the door. “Who is it?”

“It’s Ghost, Ekty.” Ghost’s childling voice always held a flute-like tune when she spoke.

SkekEkt smiled. “Come on in dear. I’m nearly done.” He did the last touches of his hair as Ghost entered the doorway. He turned to her and saw a little bowl, tiny hammer, chisel and rock in her hand. The white Gelfling was grinning from ear to ear. “What’s with that look, my dear Jewel?”

Ghost held up her prize. “SkekTek gave it to me. He found it during one of his travels. He gave one to me since he had collected some for his science stuff so I thought to give you one too.”

“Oh..” SkekEkt said. He tried his best to be polite with her. The Ornamentalist always hated when she cried. “What a lovely…rock…”

Ghost laughed and shook her head. “Not a rock silly.” Ghost knelt down on the floor. She put the rock inside the bowl. It clinked upon impact. She carefully placed the chisel against the hard surface. She gave a few, firm taps. A soft crack reverberated in the room. Ghost pulled out two halves of the stone. The inside was hollow with crystals sitting in the middle of it. Several colored crystals glittered in the light.

SkekEkt’s eyes widened at the sight of them. He leaned forward to get a closer look. They were indeed impressive. I wonder where SkekTek found these, he thought.

“They’re called geodes,” Ghost said. Her eyes sparkled as she began relaying what SkekTek talked to her. “It’s when a rock is given a lot of pressure and some special things in the soil give the crystals color.” She held it up to the Oranmentalist. “I thought you would like them since they’re so pretty.”

“They are”, SkekEkt said. He hugged Ghost. “Thank you.” He gently took the stones as Ghost bowed. She skipped out with a merry tune in her voice.

SkekEkt suddenly felt something wet on his face. He tenderly touched his face. To his shock, he realized that he’s been crying at that memory. “Ghost…” A shadow soon covered him. The Ornamentalist nearly fell backward at the sight of Cloak looming over him. He clung onto the rock with dear life.

“What are you holding, Shadowling?” Cloak asked. He tilted his head curiously.

SkekEkt was a little hesitant. He gulped and held out the stone. “Th-this was a gift from a dear friend of mine. She thought it was pretty.”

“A friend eh?” Cloak gave a strange chuckle. “Doesn’t sound like much of a friend if she gave you something as pathetic as a rock!” He let out a roar with laughter.

SkekEkt shriveled with shame. Yet, he found he couldn’t let go of the geode. It lay in his hand. Something in him began to crawl under his skin. Something far bigger than shame as the creature began to taunt him mercilessly.

“I mean…What would you expect from some lowly, miserable, little pathetic-” His insults were cut short as a set of claws raked his nose. Blood dripped from the scratches.

“Don’t you EVER talk like that to my Jewel!” SkekEkt shrieked. His voice almost rattled the entire forest. “Ghost is kind! She saw the beauty in everything. She always saw the best qualities in everyone! She turned broken things into new treasures. Even when she learned the truth about us, when I turned into a Podling…” He blinked for a while. His mind slowly comes to a realization. “She was there. Even though none of us deserve it…When I didn’t deserve it.” He raised the rock up. “This is the real treasure. It’s a special memory of Ghost and I’ll never give it away to the likes of you.”

Cloak blinked. Then, he smiled. “Well done, Shadowling. That is correct.” He lightly touched the stone. The world around them disappeared and only left darkness in its wake. He stared longingly in the void. “You know…You kind of remind me of myself in my younger days.”

“Huh?” SkekEkt blinked. He was unsure what the creature was rambling about.

“When I first came to being, I thought sentimental things were pure nonsense. That is until I met Illuminalia.” Cloak laughed at the memory. His eyes went sad. He turned to SkekEkt. “Remember well what you said. Your connection with Ghost is worth more than the robes you wear. I see in your heart that is your truth.”

At that, SkekEkt began to cough violently. He gripped his neck as his attack intensified. His knees gave way. His body pulsed. Something slithered up his throat and he coughed it out. The Ornamentalist cringed as he picked the foriegn object up. Once the slime was gone, he saw it was a key of some sort. It was silver with one end resembling Cloak.The moth wings flared out. “What is this?”

Cloak twisted his body to reveal a keyhole between his limbs. “I’ve been cursed for some time now. The only way I can be freed is if a shadow, like you, would come to accept a hidden truth from within. I’ll lend you my power once you set me free.”

SkekEkt looked confused. He didn’t know what to think of all this. Keys. Power. Truth. This was all too much for him to handle, let alone the concept that he’s dreaming. “But-uh…Where can I find you?”

Cloak gave a small smile. He gently placed a claw on SkekEkt. The Skeksis began to droop. His eyelids began to close. “You’ll find out soon enough, Shadowling. Goodnight.”
—--------------------(SkekVar)-----------------------------------------------------------------------
Skekvar roamed a strange landscape. The ground was barren. Streams of lava kept showing up in every direction. He sneezed at the smell of ash. “Where am I?” He looked at the smoky sky, expecting an answer. Nothing came. He rubbed his neck, then it hit him. “I remember now. I was walking with Ghost and the others in the rain. My injury-” He rubbed his neck. His talons held no blood. “Am I dreaming?”

A laugh erupted. It was light and cheery. SkekVar looked around but the General couldn’t find anything. “Who are you?! Show yourself!” He tried to pull out a sword. Nothing was at his side. He cursed. Then, two large shapes were coming straight at him. He ran to the nearest rock and ducked there. He peeked over the side. He nearly jumped at the sight before him.

A strange sheep-like creature galloped away. She continued laughing as a very familiar monster ran after her. A thin frame with silver-white wool. Light flickered in her body like stars in the sky. Fins popped out of her body. A long, shark tail swished above the fire. It was the bull-snake monster from before. However, it was a little different from before. The scales were golden brown with black stripes while his fur was pitch black. “Illuminalia! Get back here you miserable-” He grunted as Illuminalia pounced on his back before landing on the ground.

“Not until you promise not to hurt anyone, Ashblaze.” Illuminalia jumped higher as a stream of fire came at her. Her body flashed a bright light that blinded everyone that was there. She headbutt the creature before she ran further away.
SkekVar rubbed his eyes. His vision returned to normal as they saw them butt heads once again. “What’s going on here?” He whispered. “Are they…sparring?” He couldn’t explain why but he felt a heavy presence behind him. The general turned and gasped. “You!” Ashblaze stood before him. His violet eyes focused on him.

Ashblaze took a step closer. He didn’t react to a slash of claws that hit his face. He only gave a small smile. A harsh laugh erupted out of him. “Guess I chose well. Even in your old age, you still have some fire in you SkekVar.”

SkekVar blinked. “Huh?! How do you know my name?” He snarled. Eyes glaring back. “What do you mean you chose me well? As your next snack?!” He was about to strike again, but Ashblaze’s forked tongue caught his arm. To his shock, a strange burning sensation radiated up his arm as if a fire was trying to consume him. He screamed. He tried to pull away, but fell backward. SkekVar clutched his arm.

Ashblaze walked away. He gave one backward glance.“My power is now yours. Smoke will billow out of your breath and the flames will follow. Not even a candle fire can hurt you.” His hooves gave way to a wave of fire that was heading straight for SkekVar.

The General woke up with a gasp. His entire body was sweating. He looked down at his arm. He flinched in pain. SkekVar delicately touched his neck. The soft cloth of bandage rubbed against his claws. He flinched again. In the dim light, he could make out a small, white shape on the bed. “Ghost…” Sleep crawled back into his body and he laid back down.
—---------------(SkekLach)----------------------------------------------------------
SkekLach was marched through a strange rainforest. He lugged his pack around. His grunts echoed in the forest. He wiped his nose with his sleeve. Thankfully, his pustules had stopped bothering him since that blazing sword burned him. Twice. He shifted the bag on his back.

“Ghost!” SkekLach yelled. He looked around some of the fallen bark around him. Only ants seemed to respond. Ruby colored ones. “Ghost!” Suddenly, a large black shape appeared before him. “Uh oh!” He ran as fast as he could. The shape chasing after him. He kept screaming Ghost’s name. Suddenly, all the items that he carried with him jumbled out. They flew around him like birds hunting baby Nurloc.

“Show us to Ghost!” A book yelled.
“Show your truth!” The conch shell said.

SkekLach tried to drown out the nonsense that hovered around his brain. The rainforest faded as the ground gave way. The collector fell into darkness. Then, he got up with a start. His breathing labored. His face began to radiate with pain. “What in Thra was that about?!” SkekLach held his face until he fell back to sleep.
—--------------------(Ghost)-------------------------------------------------------------------------
Ghost was standing in a strange place. A room filled with stars. Her eyes glowed in the reflection of the light. Her hand outstretched to the floating stars. They followed her every command. She twirled and danced. Her laughter echoed in the space. “No wonder Mother Aughra wanted to go out of the stars.” She flared her wings out and flew around.

Suddenly, three lights danced and twriled in the midst of her fun. Their shapes looked eerily familiar. Ghost hovered over to them and heard faint laughter. She soon could make out a very familiar sheep-like creature approaching them. The golden flank mimicked the sun as the creature called her little ones over. A heavy ache filled Ghost’s heart. A warmth that was forgotten long ago. The image soon faded into something else. It looked like the shoreline of the Silver sea and the edge of the Endless forest.

“What’s going on here?” Ghost asked. She saw five Skeksis gather around the front of the forest. They all had grim expressions on their faces. Ghost immediately recognized each of them by name and nickname. SkekShod, the treasurer, fiddled with the gemstone he had in hand. SkekSa, the Mariner, kept her gaze to the sea. Her ship, Vassa, was only a few feet away. Right now, Onica had joined her since there were some matters that she wanted to discuss with the seer. SkekLi, the Satirist, grimaced while SkekUng and SkekNa were arguing about the latest course of action.
“What is the meaning of this?!” SkekNa growled. “We should be gathered at the castle! Not standing around in this useless dirt.” He kicked it hard.

“The Chamberlain said it was destroyed,” SkekUng said. He gazed at the line of trees. “This place is the only one to hide from prying eyes.”

Ghost froze at those words. Ice began to form around her feet. She wanted to leave, but SkekSil made her stay longer in the vision. This had never happened before. The Chamberlain grinned at the sight of his crew. He whimpered. A grin placed on his face that made Ghost sick in her stomach.

“Friends!” SkekSil spoke in his shrill voice. He raised his arms in eagerness. “It good to see you here safe and sound. Such tragic events happened at castle.” He feigned swooning. “Oh the pain of it all. Ghost betray everyone. Kill Emperor too. Made Hunter her slave.”

Ghost found herself unable to breathe. She tried to run over there. Her words froze in place. Her hands waved out to them. Don’t believe him! Don’t believe him! He’s lying to you! To her dismay, SkekUng and SkekNa growled fiercely. Promises of death leaving their beaks. SkekShod and SkekLi said nothing. SkekSa on the other hand pulled out her sword and held it up to the Chamberlain’s face.

The Mariner growled. Onica ran over and tried to break up the fight.“I’ve met the child! There’s no way she would betray us. I see her as someone who values all.” Her eyes narrowed. “You on the other hand! I knew you hated Ghost from the few times I came to land, but that’s loathsome even for you!”

SkekSil barely flinched. His green eyes focused on her. Suddenly, shadows flickered. He pulled something out of the sleeve of his robe. “Perhaps you fail to see reason. Here.” He opened his claws to reveal a creature that resembled a mixture of a rat and a tapeworm. He dropped it onto the ground. “This will make you see reason.”

The creature lurched forward. Its tail popped off and morphed into another one. SkekSa slashed at one that came toward her, reeling away in disgust. She grabbed Onica just as another of those unnamed monsters jumped at her. SkekUng and SkekNa were quick enough. The creatures multiplied again as they began to bite into them. Poison coursed through their bodies. SkekShod shivered with fear as they made their way towards him and SkekLi. Just it made a fatal leap at him, a strange light burst forth and destroyed the creatures.

“Run!” Ghost yelled, though she knew her words would never be heard. “Just run!” To her relief they did just that. As SkekNa and SkekUng turned into the same frightening creature that SkekEkt turned into, Onica, Mariner, Satirist and Treasurer all ran into the forest. SkekSil laughed as dark creatures chased after them. They came across a waterfall and jumped. Ghost woke up to a ceiling. She could only squeak and let out a low whimper. Tears burned her eyes once again. Why? Why did this have to happen?

Chapter Text

Ghost stirred. She felt something leathery yet gentle. Her eyes landed on her hand where SkekMal’s claws are wrapped around it. She vaguely remembers waking up from her dream, or vision as it should’ve been called at this point, and whimpering. Something stroked her face. It was strangely soothing. Her heart fluttered when the realization hit her. Ghost slightly pulled at SkekMal’s claws. They only held on to her tighter. A groan made her heart jump as SkekMal rose from the floor and looked at her. His face was mere inches from his.

SkekMal gave a yawn. His teeth looked impressive. Eyes barely focused on Ghost. “What are you doing, Gelfling?” After a long period of time, he soon began to take note of Ghost’s red face. He followed her gaze. His heart took a sudden jump as he realized what he was doing. The Hunter pulled his claws away and sat up. He let out a low growl.

Ghost shifted to get up. Her body didn’t feel sore or cold like it was before. However, a heavy feeling laid on her back. Ghost could still recall her dream-no…vision. She was sure of it now. It was a vision of the Mariner, Onica, Treasurer and Saitrist running for their lives. Ghost couldn’t pinpoint when it would happen. She just knew it would happen. She hugged herself, unaware of Grumble and Fearless stirring. The two Fizzgigs whimpered and licked her face. Ghost giggled. She hugged the Fizzgigs. The least she should do is make sure the others were alright after the events of last night. She got up from her spot. Her legs gave way for a little bit but she managed to find the strength to get up.

SkekMal got up as well. He could only watch her as she made her way to the door. The smell of fire and winter was still there, but the flowers still clung to his nose. His instincts to follow her twisted as a strange reluctance took over him. “Where are you going?” His question felt weird. He sounded like a husband worried about his wife.

Ghost turned to him. Her hand on the doorknob. “I’m going to look for SkekEkt, SkekVar and Lach. I want to see if they’re alright. SkekTek is probably too tired to look at them right now.”

“Do you even know which room they’re in?” SkekMal asked. “Let alone find it wise to go exploring into an unknown home of our assailant?”

Ghost gave an annoyed look. “Yet here we are. We’ve already slept in these rooms and had some care.” She opened the door. “If you want to follow, then be my guest. Just don’t flash your weapons around and you’ll be fine.” She opened the door and walked out. The Fizzgigs rolled at her heels.

SkekMal looked at the room. It looked big enough for both of them. He even noticed a bed was made for him as well. He rolled his eyes. “I better go after that fool.” He was able to catch up to her within four simple strides.

Ghost stared in amazement. The hallways were lined with multiple doors and a few tapestries that hung by a thread. She walked down the hall and went to the first door on her left. “SkekTek?” Ghost nearly jumped as two bulky creatures jumped back in fright. She raised her hands up. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m just looking for my friends. Do you know where I can find them?”

The two creatures were silent. They huddled close. Terrified to come any closer to Ghost. Their dark eyes fixed on her. They shivered as SkekMal walked up behind her. They only moved back slightly. Whimpers were soon heard.

Ghost turned around. She scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Don’t worry about him. He’s just a bit grumpy at the moment.” She ignored The Hunter’s hostile growl as she went back to the creatures. Her eyes lit up as she immediately recognized the creatures from her mother’s diary. “Oh! You’re Grunak! I’ve never met one before. My name’s Ghost. What’s yours?”

They blinked for a moment. They cautiously took a step closer. “S-s-sapphire?” Their hands began to relax. However, they didn’t try to touch Ghost with SkekMal hovering over her.

Ghost held her breath. She could feel her legs give way. “Th-that was my mother’s name…” Tears brimmed her eyes. “S-she wrote about you in her diary. She thought they went…” Ghost didn’t have the heart to form the words. She swallowed hard.

One of the Grunak’s gasped. “Sapphire’s daughter!” He went for a hug. He sobbed. “We sorry! We so sorry!” He rocked her gently. The Grunak looked up and saw SkekMal glowering menacingly at him. He backed away from her and closed the door.

Ghost stood there. Her heart hammered hard. She clutched her chest. “I can’t believe it…They…actually knew me…and my mom.” Ghost quickly wiped her tears away. She picked up a concerned Grumble. “I’m ok. Let’s check the other doors.” She hurriedly went to the next one across. It revealed that Drum was curled up, already asleep. Ghost carefully closed the door. She giggled as she heard soft snores.

SkekMal followed her like a shadow. His footsteps were almost in tune with hers. He could easily sense her distress the same way he saw Landstrider and other creatures of Thra. He gently held Ghost’s arm as was about to reach the door knob. “What troubles you, Ghost?” SkekMal shivered slightly at the touch as if her skin would cause him to burst into flames.

Ghost was silent for a moment. She didn’t shrink away. She turned to face him again. His face was so close to hers. His handsome face that barely showed any age at all. Even her fingers itched to run through his white feathers on his head. However, his eyes showed that no matter how hard she’ll try she can never hide her feelings for long. “I…I-I had a vision last night. It was about…the other Skeksis.”

At that SkekMal stared at her in pure shock. He soon remembered how her eyes glowed just before the attack on the castle and the pub. His skin began to crawl. It must be true since it was the only thing that kept them alive so far. The haunted look on her face felt as if he had been stabbed in the knife. He knelt down. “What-” He stopped when the door opened and their assailant stood over them. He got up. His claws touched his weapon.

The Canimoon raised her hand. “It’s a little early for a fight. I’m amazed that your friend here had any energy to move around after that magical display earlier.” She still wore a blindfold over her eyes. However, she wore fabric that looked like it belonged to the Sifa Clan sewn together in a haphazard fashion forming a tunic and pant legs. On her hip was a dagger. “I was just about to go check on your friends as well. The one you call SkekTek is currently sleeping right now.”

“Uh…Thank you,” Ghost said. “M-my name’s Ghost…This is SkekMal the Hunter.” She gestured to SkekMal. Then, she pointed to her Fizzgigs. “The gray one’s Fearless and the brown one’s Grumble. Yours?”

“Frostcrystal.” The Canimoon smiled. “You’re the first person to ask me that without pointing a sword into my face. Or screaming. I’ve met a lot of them while I was here.” She strode out of her room with ease. Her invisible gaze heavy on Ghost. Then, she looked at SkekMal. Her nostrils flared. “Calm yourself, your ‘Emperor’ is with them too.” She led the way with SkekMal only growling louder. She ignored him and continued walking.

They soon reached a door that had what looked like a crane looming over a nest of eggs. When she opened the door, they soon entered a room that had four large beds. Each of them held three Skeksis and one Podling with cropped red hair. Sheets delicately drawn over them like children placed in bed. Frostcrystal stared in surprise at the Podling. She turned to Ghost.

Ghost went red. “Uhh…Welll…Um…I kinda…cursed SkekEkt. He’s the Skeksis with really red hair. He turns into a Podling, you’ve already met Hup, during the sunlight hours.” Her ears flicked up as she heard a soft moan. She soon saw SkekEkt open his eyes. A weak smile was placed on her face. “Hi Ekty.”

SkekEkt gave a weak smile and tried to wave. Suddenly, something silver fell out of his hand. It landed on the bed with a soft thump. He blinked in surprise. He held up the key in the light. SkekEkt stared in shock. He bolted up, but grabbed his head. A moan escaped his mouth.

Ghost took a closer look at the key. “Where did that one come from?” She shook herself. “Let’s save that question for another time. Hungry?” Ghost laughed when SkekEkt nodded eagerly. “Glad to see you have your appetite back.” She helped him get on his feet when another groan resounded. She turned to see that SkekVar, SkekLach and SkekSo were also finally waking up.

“Snowflake…” SkekVar blinked. He placed his thick hand over his wound. “Is that you?”

“Glad to see you again Icicle…” SkekLach tenderly rubbed his face. He groaned. “Oh great now it itches.”

“Don’t scratch it!” Ghost’s face turned into a scowl but her gentleness resided in her eyes. “You’re only going to make it worse.”

SkekSo could lift his head. He blinked for a moment. When his gaze landed on Frostcrystal, his eyes lit up with recognition. “YOU!” He immediately got up. “How dare you-GAH!” He grabbed his shoulder and was propped up by SkekMal. When he faced Frostcrystal again, he tried his best to hide his fear as she moved closer to him.
She had a smile on her face that was trying to hold back a terrifying message. “Well, hello Emperor.” The way she said “Emperor” sounded like she wanted to claw him to pieces if it weren’t for Ghost and the others in the room. “I’m surprised a skeleton with Shadow Madness would actually have enough strength to get up. Let alone speak.”

SkekSo growled. “What nonsense are you-” Before he or SkekMal could act, his cover was snatched from his face. His decayed snout exposed. He froze as her hands suddenly rubbed a strange cream on his snout. It gave a strong smell of flowers and an herb he’s never smelled before. He hacked and snorted. “What is this?!”

“Just a little something from the decay doing any further damage to your body.” She placed the mask down. “Though the state of how much your mind decayed is yet to be seen.”

“How dare you!” SkekSo raised his head high. He tried his best to look as dignified as possible. “I’m SkekSo. The Emperor of the Skeksis and Lord of the Crystal! Show me proper respect!”

Even though she had a blindfold on her, Frostcrystal eyes were cold. A far too placid smile graced her face. “Why? Because you wear a hunk of metal and go around in a fancy robe? Please! It didn’t take me five seconds for me and Neco to take you down. If anything, I have more respect for your hunter and the little white Gelfling than I have for this self-proclaimed lord who stinks worse than a ‘lowly’ Podling.”

Everyone in the room had their jaws dropped out. Even SkekMal couldn’t believe there was someone who’d be bold enough to speak to The Emperor in such a way. It was abundantly clear that Frostcrystal was in charge. Whether they liked it or not.

Ghost cleared her throat. “Frostcrystal. Can you show me some of the food you have setup? I think we better hurry. SkekAyuk has a bad habit of coming to the kitchen early. I can help set it up before anyone else gets up.” Her hearts hammered as the silence hung in the air. Her fingers wrapped protectively around SkekEkt’s side. She could feel Frostcrystal’s gaze on her. She nearly jumped as Frostcrystal sniffed her again.

Frostcrystal’s body relaxed. Her wolf ears perked upward. “Very well then. By the looks of it, I owe you all an explanation behind all this madness.” She raised her hand before Ghost could speak. “In turn, tell me all that you know about Thra.”

Ghost gave a small smile. “Sounds fair.” She nearly dropped SkekEkt as he began to lean toward the door. “Ok. Ok. We’re going.” She hubbled away with Frostcrystal behind her. The Fizzgigs rolled after them. Their barking heard down the hallway.

A heavy silence filled the air. The remaining Skeksis tried to understand what just happened. SkekVar was the first to break the silence. “Well…that Canimoon was…different.”

SkekSo groaned. He leaned back into his bed. “She’s going to be the death of me.”
—-----------------------(Sometime later)---------------------------------------------------------
Everyone was soon gathered in the kitchen. Smells of food hung in the air. Plates clanked onto the wooden table that was big enough for everyone to sit. The Skeksis were reluctant to take a seat with the Gelflings and Podlings, but one glance at Frostcrystal forced them to take their seats. SkekTek being the only exception as he sat down quickly next to Ghost. Orchid settled between them. Her small plate of food was presented before her. The Threader chirped as she realized it was her favorite dish, diced meat with peach berries. Ghost handed the others their plates.

“How’s your neck, SkekVar?” Ghost asked. She handed him what looked like a smoked fish. It was ringed by several herbs that Ghost knew by heart.

SkekVar rubbed his neck. “Better. I don’t feel like the world's spinning now. But I’m really sore.” He flinched as SkekSo and SkekZok glared at him. He held his arm. The phantom pain of his dream was still fresh in his mind.

“Lach?” Ghost handed a bowl of soup. Without warning she rubbed a cream on the Collector’s face.

SkekLach shook his head. “Not as itchy as the last time you checked on me, but thanks.” He shrugged as SkekOk gave him a confused stare. Other words jumbled in his head, but he couldn’t remember what that weird event was.

“So,” Rian spoke. “You said you can explain all of this. Better than Razz?”

“Hey!” The Bladewing grumbled. He grabbed a chunk of meat and tore it away. “Razz got you here! Didn’t he?!”

Ghost rolled her eyes. Deet raised her hand while she was feeding Grumble. “Come on now, you two. Frostcrystal is kind enough to let us use her home. The least we can do is give her some time to give her side of the story.”

Frostcrystal nodded. “Thank you…”

“Deet.” Deet offered her name. “This is Rian, Hup, Tavra, Gurjin, his sister Naia, Kylan, Orchid, Shield, Razz, Drum, Spark and Cerebrite.” She gestured to each person at the table. They all waved at Frostcrystal. “You’ve already met Ghost and the Skeksis.”

Frostcrystal nodded. She placed a hand on her heart. “Frostcrystal.” She waved her hand over her friends that were staying. “The Grunak you see are Ruli and Sage. They’re partners. The little one you see fidgeting is Galina, a Windleaper. The Selkie is named Marine.”

Deet bowed. “Nice to meet you.” She blinked in surprise that three of the four residents leaned back away from her. She looked helplessly at Frostcrystal. Deet nearly jumped out of her seat as two Djinn’s popped out of their large water pot.

“Don’t worry about them,” Amein said. “They’ll get used to you soon enough.” He turned to Frostcrystal. “Frost, is my-” His eye widened at the sight of a plate before him. A strange looking biscuits with spines in them. “Yes! Thank you.” He and Lazul snatched the biscuits and vanished.

“That was Amein.” Frostcrystal put down the plate. She went to her own seat and began to eat her fill of assorted berries and roasted meat. Her tail wagged silently. She tried to look away from the Gourmand. She swallowed before she could talk again. “He’s known to most as the Purple Tower.”

“Why’s he called that?” Gurjin asked. Suddenly, his plate moved on its own. A pitcher of water poured into his cup. He sat there stunned. His memory went back to what happened last night in the kitchen. “Uh…Never mind…” He cautiously picked up his cup and drank.

“So,” Frostcrystal leaned forward. Eyes focused on her audience. “Razz had already told you about most of the clans and that we’re from another world. However, he didn’t tell you much about King Neco and the great Shadow Titans.” Upon seeing several heads shaking, she continued. She pulled out a book from beside her chair and set it on the table where everyone could see. “I might as well start from the very beginning.” She opened to a page where a golden ram stood in a field of darkness. “Long ago, there was a deity named Auranius. She noticed the world around her was empty. So, she decided to fill it. She shook her wool and stars soon appeared. She pranced and gouged the void with her horns to make new worlds and moons. Before long, she created our world, Strellaina.”
Frostcrystal turned a page. It revealed Murkon and another creature in a puff of dark cloud. “Unfortunately, her desire for light brought for trouble for those that wish to stay in it.”

“Murkon…” Ghost whispered. However, her eyes landed on the second creature. It resembled her centipede statue back at her house. Multiple red eyes burned with greed and hatred. It coiled around his partner. Something about it made her grip her spoon hard. A faint memory that she needs to know, but too afraid to recall.
Deet also took notice. “Who’s that?” Deet pointed at the centipede. She soon took notice that the Skeksis also became tense of the image before him. It was as if they were seeing a ghost of their past.

Frostcrystal went grim at the image. “That’s Baniaon. Murkon’s brother. He’s known to be a bringer of plagues. Some believed that he was the source of the shadow madness.” Everyone gulped at that. She took a deep breath before continuing. “Not much is known about him, but it's said that he preys on babies and small children. Some children that didn’t make it.” Her fur flared up as if those words were nothing more but a curse.
SkekVar gulped hard. His hand was visibly shaking. He thought back to the crib with the blood stained on it. The smell of death. The General felt something warm touch him. He looked up in surprise and realized that Spark had laid against his arm. A soft purr erupted out of her throat. He tried to look away. However, his claws stroked her fur with ease.

“So…What happened?” Ghost asked. She glanced up at Frostcrystal. “To Auranius…Did she have children?” She could feel the silence hanging in the air. Even her own body flickered from the pain. The image of the silver creature rubbed against the golden muzzle.

Frostcrystal stared up in surprise. “Yes…Three daughters…After a battle, Murkon trapped Auranius in a dangerous deal. She can continue making life and life…” She raised a claw. “If she became his wife. There was no love in their union. The only joy she had were her three daughters.” She opened to another page. It showed three creatures cradling the sun, moon and stars. Her claw landed on the largest of the three. It was orange-yellow. It mostly resembled Murkon with a manta ray body but the head was more sheepish. “Solins was the oldest. She was in charge of the sun. Making sure it gave all the light to the day without inducing any fire while the crops grew.” She pointed to the sheep creature with a shark tail, the crescent moon woven into the tail. “Nixma was in charge of the night. She made sure that none of her father’s followers disrupted the travels of the clans. She was also known to guide souls back to Auranius when the time came.”

SkekSo shivered at this. His claws gripped the table hard. He was so thankful that he was able to get his cover back on. Eyes were focused on Ghost. The white Gelfling leaned into what was being said.

Frostcrystal pointed to the final image. A silver white creature that had the strongest resemblance to her mother. “Illumininia was the youngest. She was also known as The Star Kissed Fool to many because of her thoughtless decisions. In charge of the biggest task, creating life alongside her mother as well as protecting life in general.” She pointed to the pot still on the counter. “The Djinn were her first creations. However, they were flawed.”

“I heard that!” Amein snipped. His voice echoed.

Frostcrystal turned a page. It was a large picture of varying beasts of shadow. Two of which were very familiar. SkekVar was the first to point it out. “Hey! I know that monster!” His claw landed on the bull-like creature. “That’s the one that tried to kill us earlier!” SkekEkt slunked into his seat. His face paled at the sight of what looked like Cloak.

Frostcrystal’s ears flicked up in shock. She looked at the image again. Her eyes filled with shock. “Are you sure,” she asked. The Canimoon groaned as she saw all their heads nodding. “By the icy moon! You’re lucky to be alive. That was Ashblaze! He’s one of the heavy hitters of Murkon’s followers. His venom can easily kill anyone. He’s known to create a smokescreen and fire couldn’t hurt him. He was practically a nightmare during those times.” She shook her head in disbelief. “I can’t believe Illuminalia would actually befriend them.”

“Befriend them?!” SkekTek leaned back. “Why in all of Thra would she do that?”

“She believed that she might make permanent peace for everyone.”

SkekSo looked at Ghost. Just like Ghost. “What happened after that?”

“Some time later,” Frostcrystal shivered. Her mouth tightened. It was as if the next words would make her want to vomit. “Murkon killed his family.” Several spoons clattered to the floor. Even Hup went pale at this. Galina let out a wail. Tavra and Marine both tried to comfort the little baby until she finally stopped crying. Ghost stared out in pure horror. The white Gelfling held on to her chair for dear life, faint tendrils of ice appeared.

“Why would he do that?!” Rian gasped.

“He took notice of the power of his daughters. He went mad and finished all of them off, but not before he was turned to stone. His followers, as you figured, also turned to stone as punishment for their misdeeds.”

Something about it didn’t sit right with SkekEkt. The key in his pocket vibrated. It was as if it wanted to tell a different story. He remembered the words Cloak said about his curse. What sort of truth is he after, The Ornamentalist thought.

“So, now we have a bunch of dangerous monsters released upon Thra,” Gurjin grumbled. “Well…this week just keeps getting better.” His sarcasm was met with a smack to the head by his sister. “What? It’s true-” His eyes landed on Ghost who was looking at her plate. “Oh…Sorry.”

Ghost shivered. Her breathing hitched. “All my fault…” She muttered. “This is all my fault. If I haven’t gave the Darkening-” Her words were cut off when SkekTek hugged her. A soft whimper escaped her lips. She’s always imagined having everyone gathered around, but not like this. Her ears brushed against SkekTek’s beak.

“Shh! No it’s not.” SkekTek growled fiercely at SkekSo, knowing full well what sort of remark would be made. Even Orchid and Shield backed him up with a feral hiss. “There’s no possible way you could’ve known.”

“So,” Tavra said, breaking the brief silence. “How were you able to rule the lands without Aurainus?” Her thoughts went back to Ha’rar. Her mother’s rule and her sisters. I hope Brea and Seladon are alright.

Frostcrystal sighed. “Elemental spirits were assigned by Aurainus before she died. She figured Murkon’s followers might cause trouble if she took her eyes off of them or that of her daughters.” She interlocked her fingers together. Eyes focused on her audience. “Every fifty years there is a trial for each clan member to take on the role of being spirit of the respective element. The catch is that none of them can’t have children or run the risk of a murderous rampage.”
“Yikes!” Kylan said. “That’s a really harsh rule.”

“It’s been like that the entire time…” Her blindfold turned to Ghost. “Until recently. Does anyone smell fire or winter on her?”

“I do,” SkekMal answered. He stiffened as Ghost stared at him. Her face turned bright red at the remark. He shivered. “When I was hunting her, there was a strange change to her scent the first time we met. It was similar to what you’ve described. Also…” He pointed to the frost formed on Ghost’s chair.

Ghost touched her chest. “Well…My chest does hurt.” Before she continued, Frostcrystal got up from her chair and walked over to her. “There were two spirits that wanted me to have their power. They were gravely injured and…died when they bit me.”

Frostcrystal sighed. This one held a hint of sadness. “He said he’d come find me…”

“Who?” Ghost tilted her head.

“One of the creatures that bit you, he was blue wasn’t he?” Frostcrystal spoke. Ghost confirmed with a nod. “He’s the Ice Spirit. Rimuins.” Her ears drooped slightly. Her nose pointed down to the ground. “He was part of the reason I was even alive in that wretched castle. He and the Fire Spirit, Hummer, escaped. The rest of the spirits were…slaughtered when King Neco and the Bone Court took over.”

Ghost stared in pure horror. Everyone else was merely silent. Their stomachs are unable to take in the food. They just wanted to listen more to the story. Ghost decided to break the silence. “Can you teach me then?”

Frostcrystal glanced at her. “What…you want that?” She shook her head. “I don’t think that’s wise.”

“I agree,” SkekSo chimed in. “I don’t want to spend another day with an uncivilized barbarian.”

Frostcrystal snapped her head back at him. “Aren’t you selling yourself a little too short? Rotbeak?”

SkekSo growled. His eyes narrowed. “Surely you can’t have some form of this ‘magic’ to help with our quest. While your house does provide shelter, I highly doubt you can get us to Ha’rar.”

“OH!” Amein popped out of the pot and jumped onto Frostcrystal. “Is that a challenge?!” His eye glared at the Skeksis Emperor. He jutted out his arms into the wall. In an instant, the room began to glow. The Djinn let out a roar and large footsteps were heard outside. The house shook and tentacles wrapped around everyone’s midsection. “Everyone hold on!” In a matter of minutes, the house roared to life. The walls wobbled and groaned. Suddenly, a small grunt made everyone jump. A large blue eye looked at them through the window.

SkekEkt let out a voiceless screech. He was almost ready to throw his spoon when Ghost reached over to stop him. She shook her head. SkekEkt put his utensil down just as the house began to rock side to side.

A faint sound that resembled a whip crackled in the air. The little Forest Saurio reared up, the gravity causing several pots and food to roll around. Everyone had managed to stay in place. Thundering steps rattled around. Shouts and curses rang out as the house began to move faster and faster.

“W-what’s happening?!” Gurjin asked.

“A-Amein!” Kylan yelled. “Could you please get the creature to slow down?”

“What for?” Frostcrystal laughed. “We’re nearly there!”

Suddenly Ghost let out a shriek. Her eyes began to glow brightly. “Stop! Stop! Treesong stop!” With a loud bellow, the Forest Saurio went to a screeching halt. Ghost leaned forward, her breathing hitched. SkekTek held her up. Her limbs shook. Fingers curled into her palm. Sweat beading her face.

SkekTek gently patted her arm. Orchid walked up Ghost’s arm in a dizzy fashion, her spindle legs rubbed her friend’s face. “Ghost…Ghost…did you have another vision?”

Frostcrystal stared in surprise. “Vision? What vision?”

Rian got out of his chair and ran over to Ghost. Deet close behind him while supporting Hup. “She gets these weird dreams,” Rian explained. They normally-” He turned to Ghost. “What did you see?”

Ghost swallowed hard. Her eyes on the table. “We can’t go to the All Maudra…”

“What?!” Rian gasped.

“Why in Thra would you say that?” Gurjin asked. He and his sister ran to Ghost’s side.

A loud groan hit the room. SkekAyuk was pale. He gripped his bulging stomach. The Gourmand got out of his chair. He waddled over to the nearest window. He opened it and leaned out. A rancid heaving soon followed. Once he was done, he looked up in shock. “Uh…I see some sort of bird flying at us.”
Ghost paid no mind to him. “Because All-Maudra Mayrin and Brea are coming over here….With Mother Aughra…” At her words, a large thump sounded. Ghost was on her feet and ran outside. The others ran behind her, SkekMal and SkekTek being the closest to her. Lazul leaped out of the pot. The Djinn stretched his limbs out and wrapped around Ghost.

Nova was at the front door upon their arrival. Shrieking fiercely and flapping around in a frenzy. Once Ghost opened the door, they all stared in shock at what was seen before them. A purple Starbird laid on its side. The White Starbird loomed over it, wings spread out protectively. Brea, All-Maudra Mayrin and Mother Aughra were safely tucked under its wing. However, Mother Aughra was pale. The mighty figure of Thra holding onto her forearm tightly. The mighty Mother Aughra was severely injured.

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A/N: This is Brea’s point of view. SkekSil is now causing more harm.

The purple creature stared at them for a moment. Several thumping noises were heard as it made its way to the nearest door. It shrunk down to fit through the doorway just as she and Seladon began to argue. The fight continued for a while until their mother finally came onto the scene.

“What’s going on?” The All Maudra’s voice cut through them like a blade. She stared in shock at what she was seeing. “Brea! What is the meaning of this? Why aren’t you at the Order of Lesser Service?” She pointed to the bird that rubbed against Brea’s leg. “What is that thing?”

“Mother!”Seladon marched up to her mother. “Brea has been talking to a strange stone monster beneath the throne. It speaks of heresy!” She then pointed to the purple bird. “Then this ‘thing’ showed up!”

The All Maudra’s eyes burned with fury. “Brea! I can’t believe you. First you cause an incident with the Sifans and now you run off from the Order of Lesser Service just to find some unknown thing in the ground. You have done disservice to me! To the Skeksis! All for the sake of self-righteous disobedience.”

A fire lit in Brea. “I value truth and knowledge!” She could feel something tingly in her mind. It felt like a friend was coming in and saying hello. Brea ignored Seladon’s scoff as she pointed to the throne room. “Right now, an ancient creature with a message is hiding underneath your throne! Don’t you want to hear what it has to say?!”
“Mother…” Seladon walked over to her mother. “Don’t forget your duty…”

The All Maudra was silent for a moment. Then, she turned to Seladon. “Seladon, I want you to go with some guards and explore this blight that’s upon us.” She went over to Brea. To her surprise, the mysterious bird hopped onto Brea’s shoulder. “Your…little friend can come too.”

“But mother-” Seladon looked at her mother with a saddened expression. “I don’t understand.”

The All Maudra hugged Seladon. “You will when you’re All Maudra someday.” She turned to Brea. “Show me the creature.” With that, she went with Brea to stairs underneath the throne. Leaving Seladon alone as silence ruled the halls. She journeyed down a few steps. She gasped in shock at the sight before her.

An immense room with several pillars had carvings of the Gelfling Clan symbols. In the middle of the large room was a beast made entirely out of rock. “I never even knew that this was here this entire time.” The rock beast turned its head toward the All Maudra. Its unseen gaze trying to understand this new presence.

Brea gave a small smile. She even giggled as the purple bird warbled and preened her hair. “Oh! Your name is Merlin. Nice to meet you.” Brea froze in place. “Wait…How is it that I can understand you?” She shook herself as she recalled what she came here to do. “Mother, this is Lore.”

“Hello Lore.” All Maudra Mayrin turned to Brea. “Brea, how were you able to do this?”

Brea held out her hand. “It’s kind of a long story.”

All Maudra Mayrin smiled. She held up her hand. “Then let’s get started.”

The two touched hands. Their dreamfasting ran its course. Brea’s memories spun around them. Brea’s encounter with Ghost. Onica’s fortune telling. Her tasks. The puzzle she had to solve in this very room. The All Maudra investigating a broken Landstrider pen. Then finally, the argument between Seladon and herself. When it ended, the two stared at each other for a moment.

All Maudra Mayrin gave a sad smile. “Brea…I’m so sorry. I should have listened to you.” She hugged Brea.

“It’s ok, mother.” Brea hugged her mother back. “For now, we should plan something.”

“What foolishness is this?!” A gruff voice echoed into the chamber. The two Gelfling looked up. It sounded like an angry old woman. “You dare keep Mother Aughra from seeing the All Maudra? Pressing times are upon us!”

All Maudra Mayrin’s eyes grew wide. “Mother Aughra! Here?!” She began moving swiftly toward the stairs. “If she’s here, then Thra might be in more danger than we’ve realized!” She vanished in a matter of minutes.

Brea only took a few steps before she turned back to Lore. Merlin clung onto her shoulder. “Lore. Wait here. I’ll be right back.” She moved as quickly as she could. By the time she was up the stairs, she was surprised at what she was seeing. An old woman with a large head with ram horns stood before them, wearing a blue dress with stars. “Mother Aughra.”

Mother Aughra turned to Brea. “So…Things truly have changed. Two princesses I see. One All Maudra. I wish to speak to you about pressing matters.”

All Maudra Mayrin bowed. “Yes. Very pressing indeed.” Before she could say anything the doors were slammed open. Angry voices of castle guards echoed through the halls. Footsteps growing louder with each second. She raised her brow in surprise when she saw The Chamberlain stand before her. “Chamberlain? What is going on?”

Brea stared at Chamberlain. She’s heard about him. He’s the Emperor’s right hand man. She even recalled Ghost saying how cunning he was. Creating trouble wherever he went. The Vapran Princess felt her heart coil as she heard the signature “hmmm…” A faint hiss reached her ears. Sharp talons clenched on her shoulder. She turned to Merlin. The bird’s feathers were puffed out as if he was trying to make himself bigger.

“What is it,” Brea whispered. She followed the creature’s gaze to the floor. Her eyes landed on his shadow. It looked normal. Then, it flickered and a pair of red eyes appeared. She bit back a scream. Then, her heart thundered as she saw something bulging underneath the hem of his robes.

“Oh terrible news!” SkekSil said. He placed a hand on his head. “Ghost has all Skeksis under her spell. Traitor has injured and killed our most loyal guards.”

Brea’s eyes went wide. “But wait- Ghost wouldn’t-”

“Bah!” Mother Aughra swung at SkekSil’s head only to miss. “You expect Aughra to believe such terrible lies? I’ve seen the girl myself and I know that she has done no such thing!” She pointed a finger at SkekSil. “You on the other hand have done nothing but-” Her words were cut by a sword.

Brea leaned close to her mother. “Mother…” She whispered, praying that Chamberlain wouldn’t hear. “Something’s wrong. We need to get out of here now!”

Seladon marched angrily toward Brea. Her face was a bright shade of red. “That’s enough Brea! You’ve caused enough damage as it is?!”

“But Seladon-” Brea’s words were cut off with a slap. Brea stood there, stunned. Merlin shrieked and clawed at Seladon.

“Seladon!” The All Maudra glared at her eldest child. “What has gotten into you? I have seen many warriors act like this but you-”

“You never see me!” Seladon spoke. Her voice became raw. Tears began to leak in her eyes. “You never notice what I do. Even once…” Suddenly, something small leaped onto Seladon’s back. Her mouth opened in horror. Golden eyes wide with pain. Viens pulsed a sickly green color. She slumped to the floor along with several guards.

Mother Aughra smacked a rat-like creature away. “You stupid, vile sack of Fizzgig spit! You dare attack Aughra?!” She turned around just as a mysterious figure loomed before her. It was no bigger than she was. “Stealthy aren’t we?” To everyone’s horror, a blade plunged into her side. She gaped, eyes wide with shock and pain as metal sliced through her skin.
“NO!” The All Maudra yelled. She tried to reach for Seladon, but Brea pulled her back. One look at the collapsed Seladon and she knew there was nothing she can do for her eldest daughter. The rat creature had already burrowed deep beneath the skin.The golden eyes turned black.

Brea turned to the throne. “Lore! Lore help!” She barely had enough time to dodge a blade. A chunk of her hair fell onto the floor. Brea grabbed a hold of her mother as they made their way to Mother Aughra. She checked the injury. She tore a piece of her dress. A strip big enough to apply pressure to it.

Merlin squawked in the air. He soon grew into the size of a Land Strider. Wings smacked Chamberlain away just before he could thrust the blade into the two Vapran royals. He let out an ear piercing screech. Feathers flared out. He glowed for a moment. Then, the floor beneath him began to rumble. He smashed his head against the wall. He looked at Brea and screeched again.

“You fool!” SkekSil hissed. He turned to their mysterious assailant. “What have you done?!”

“Mother Aughra had too much rage…” The attacker answered. “Her emotions are what plague this land?”
“What nonsense is he talking about?” The All Maudra’s voice was barely heard over the rumble.

Boom! The throne exploded to pieces as Lore rose above the floor. He lunged at the attacker. His arms deflected the wicked blades. The rat-like creatures tried to burrow, but their claws couldn’t break his stony skin. Lore made his way to Brea and grabbed her. Glass shattered as he made his way to a window. He ran by the villagers, knocking carts over.

“Lore stop!” Brea shouted. She turned her head to look at the giant. “We have to get my mother and Mother Aughra out of there!” Another crash resounded. Brea tried to look over Lore’s shoulder to see what was happening, but was only met by a flurry of purple feathers. The city began to shrink as Brea went higher and higher into the sky.

“Brea!” The All Maudra was seen on top of Merlin’s shoulder. “Are you alright?”

“What about Mother Aughra?!” Brea shouted back. The wind grew louder in her ears. Suddenly, something whizzed by her head and was met with a large thunk. Brea’s world began to wobble. Merlin’s shriek and a sensation of pain enter her mind. “Merlin! Get us to safety! Hurry!” She didn’t know how long they’ve been up in the air, but the madness below was starting to get out of hand. Brea could only imagine the chaos and confusion. Guilt pained her stomach as she thought of Seladon. We should’ve taken her with, she thought.

Suddenly, they began to plummet. Greenery surrounded them. Everyone screamed. Brea felt Lore hugged them tighter. She also felt two other bodies, no doubt her mother and Mother Aughra, pressed beside her. The air knocked out of her lungs as she felt impact. Her vision was slightly hazy. She tried moving her limbs, but she could only hold her mother’s hand as everything began to sink.

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Ghost handed Brea some tea as Tavra handed her sister and mother some blankets. Mother Aughra was being attended by SkekTek and Frostcrystal. Everyone else eyed Lore as the giant stone creature sat in the corner of the kitchen with two small Starbirds chattering up a storm. Merlin was slightly bandaged but it didn’t stop him from talking to Nova.
“What happened?” Tavra asked. “What in all of Thra forced you to leave the castle?”
Brea was silent at first. She looked at her mother who nodded her approval. She went back to the group. “The Chamberlain came to Ha’rar with a mysterious stranger. It tried to kill Mother Aughra and us! Then they’re these things that came out of his robe. It was disgusting! We had no choice but to leave or risk dying.”
Tavra put a firm grip on Brea’s arms. “What about Seladon?”
Brea’s mouth formed a tight line. Her eyes are trying to hold back tears.
Noticing this, Ghost glanced over to Lazul. “Lazul, can you help us with the Dreamfasting?” Upon Lazul’s solemn nod, Ghost turned to the others. “Let’s wait for SkekTek and Frostcrystal to come back. They’ll need to see this.”
Rian and SkekVar understood what Ghost meant. Gurjin and the others looked on with confusion. “What are you talking about?” Naia asked. “How is Lazul going to help with Dreamfasting?”
Ghost turned to Naia. “Lazul has the power to form links with other creatures and thus set them up in a manner similar to Gelfling Dreamfasting.”
SkekOk leaned forward to face Ghost. “So…We can see your memories the same way you see ours?”
Ghost nodded. “In a manner of speaking.”
The Scrollkeeper turned to SkekVar. The General nodded to him. “It’s true. Don’t ask me how. I don’t think even Scientist could put it into words.”
“Did someone call for me?” Skektek soon appeared in the room. Frostcrystal behind him. He looked tired, but relief seemed to cloud his eyes.
“How is she?” Deet asked.
“Will Mother Aughra live?” Kylan stared at the blue Skeksis with concerned eyes.
“She’s taken a good stab in the abdomen. Frostcrystal and I had to use whatever herbs we can find to the wound to heal a little faster. She won’t be up for a while, but she’ll be cranky when she wakes. Best to keep a good distance.”
“Then,” Skekso began. “We can get started on this special ‘Dreamfasting’ that Lazul is going to perform.”
SkekTek was silent. He looked at Ghost who simply nodded. He nervously put his claws together and allowed Ghost to give directions on where everyone will stand.
“Everyone be careful,” Frostcrystal warned. “A Djin’s power can be extremely unpredictable at times.”
Lazul soon slithered out of the pot he was in and moved to the center of the table with Ghost’s help. Once everyone extended their arms, Lazul reached out in each direction. The blue Djinn glowed light blue once more. A chain shot out in all directions, plunging everyone’s mind into an unfamiliar sensation. Cries of surprise rang through the link.
“Wha-what’s going on?” SkekOk gasped. His voice quivered in fear.
“Is that Ha’rar?” SkekLach asked.
Images of Brea’s journey from the Sifa to Lore swirled in front of them. Each moment grew unsettling as all saw Chamberlain again. To make matters worse, the rat-like creatures slithered out of his robe and attacked the guards and Seladon.
“No!” Tavra yelled. “She can’t be…”
The memories finally ended. Tavra burst into tears and hugged her mother and Brea. The Skeksis were grim and silent. Rain and Deet held on to each other while Hup shook violently. Drum soon cried followed by his fellow slaves. Ghost, filled with horror and pain, ran out of the house. Lazul saw this and slithered after her.
Ghost tripped over a rock. She crawled over to a nook and heaved. She coughed as vomit began to choke her slightly. Her hand gripped tightly on the hard surface, afraid the world would vanish before her eyes. She felt Lazul crawl onto her back. His arms wrapped around her like a firm blanket. Her heartbeats calmed a little, but an unsteady pulse vibrated through her. “Wha-what…are those things?”
“Taperats,” Lazul answered. His voice held the same lack of emotion. However, a small glimmer in his eye showed something akin to concern. “They served the Bone Court for many centuries. Only those of strong will can control them, but you must desire destruction as much as they do.”
Ghost groaned. Her face brushed against the stone wall. Her body trembled violently as realization hit her. “My vision…The Treasurer, The Satirist, The Mariner…” She got up from her spot and tried to move forward. “I need to go find them!” Her feet were able to get her only a few steps away from the house when Ghost felt claws on her shoulders. She looked up to see SkekMal looking down at her.
“You’re a fool if you think of going after the other Skeksis by yourself.”
“M-my vision said the Treasurer, Satirist and Mariner would escape with Onica. I have to find them before-” Her words were cut short as SkekMal grabbed her arm firmly, but took great care not to injure her.
“Your visions don’t give a clear idea of when it’ll happen. Plus, with your blubbering, it’s clear that your mind is going to give you trouble with judgment.”
“W-we just need to find a river!”
“What river! There’s tons of them here in the Endless Forest.”
“I request you stop this…’fight’,” Lazul said. His eye moved upward. “You’re disturbing my mistress further.”
At the sight of her tears, SkekMal lifted her up and held her close. A gesture he’d seen before with SkekTek and SkekEkt. His breathing eased, almost matching in rhythm with hers. “If you wish to look for them, think like a hunter.” He held her up to his face. His heart thundered hard as he caught sight of the achromatic eyes staring at him. The light that shined through them. A pain of guilt crawled along his spine at the mere thought of stealing the light from those eyes.
Ghost took a deep breath. The sensation easing her hearts and the pain began to subside. “Y-you would start by sniffing them out. However…I don’t have anything of…wait! SkekMal put me down.” Once the Hunter did what she asked, Ghost ran back to the house. She came across SkekLach who waddled into the hallway. “Lach! Lach! Do you have anything that belongs to Mariner or Treasurer?”
SkekLach rolled his eyes in annoyance as he was met by several angry glares by The Emperor, Scrollkeeper and General. “Why must you say things out loud?” He turned to Frostcrystal. “Where’s my bag?”
“I have it stashed in the library,” Frostcrystal answered. Suddenly, the bag dropped out of the ceiling. She glared at her Djinn. “Amein. How many times do I have to tell you not to do that?”
Amein soon slithered on to Frostcrystal’s back. “Well, if there are more Skeksis out there, then we need to hurry before they cause any more trouble.”
SkekLach groaned. He took his bag and began his search. “Let’s see…” Items began to fly out as he dug out an item. One of them being the conch shell that Ghost gave him. He tucked it away into his robe, his eyes betraying guilt. “No.No…nah uh…” He flinched at a ruined cloth. “NO! Aha!” He soon pulled out what looked like a pearl studded hood. “I-uh…borrowed this from the Treasurer. I hope he thanks me later.” He handed it to SkekMal.
“We need to find him first,” Ghost pointed out. “Then, you have to apologize for stealing it!”
“But-”
“Did you ask him to borrow it? Does he know you took one of his favorite hoods?” Ghost’s questions were met only with silence.”
SkekMal held the hood. He sniffed, taking in the mineral scent of gold and jewels. SkekMal picked Ghost up and set her on his back. Then tossed the hood to Frostcrystal. He turned to everyone else. “Stay here. All of you.”
Frostcrystal looked at her Djinn. Then, she walked over to Ghost and SkekMal. “You’re going to need my assistance I’m afraid.”
SkekMal gave a low growl. “I don’t need help from a mere outsider.” He felt Ghost’s hand lightly touch his shoulder.
“Mal…We don’t know what’s out there. Plus, you were…” Ghost didn’t have the heart to say those words. The image of Ordon falling into the gobbles pit, made everything twist inside her. She wiped her eyes. “Frostcrystal. Show us how to use magic and tell us what we could be in for.”
Gurjin leaned in. “Uh. Here’s one creature we’d like to know. What were those disgusting things?! They’re almost as ugly as Gourmand’s eating habits!” He ignored SkekAyuk’s indignant growl.
“Taperats,” Frostcrystal said. “You don’t want them near you or get under your skin. Literally.” With that, she left the others and joined Ghost and SkekMal. They went further into the forest until they reached a fork in the road.
SkekMal sniffed it. He growled. “The scent is far too weak for me to find it clearly. I can smell a nearby river in three directions.”
“Then we split up.” Frostcrystal turned to Ghost. “Use the Spirit of Fire to help you.”
“Uh…”Ghost slid off of SkekMal’s back. “How exactly do I do that? I don’t even know where to start.”
Frostcrystal knelt down in front of Ghost. “You have the power of Fire in you. Felidawn has an equally sharp smell to that of my clan. However, they’re more sensitive to heat. You might use it to locate them. Transform.”
“I can only do that when I’m upset.”
Frostcrystal gave a solemn nod. “That’s normal. When the magic of our youth comes in, they’re prone to being linked to emotion. In this case, your fire magic is tied to anger over what happened.” She straightened her back. “There’s normally an exercise for this. But for now, I want you to think of the one thing that makes you feel warm. That brings a fire inside when you’re not afraid.”
Ghost took a deep breath and tried to clear her mind. The anxiety clung over her. Her hands began to shake. Sweat began to bead. Too many worst outcomes plagued her head. Then, she heard SkekMal growl. It wasn’t one of anger but concern. For some reason, it allowed her to focus more. She began to think of SkekMal’s warm presence. His hand holding hers. The strange honor he had. Even the chase gave her a thrill that she never dreamed of. Suddenly, she felt her limbs begin to grow. Her spine elongated. Before long, she found herself being bigger than SkekMal and Frostcrystal.
“Nicely done,” Frostcrystal said. A smile formed on her lips. “I can’t wait to teach you more magic.” She soon began to transform herself. Her limbs and body stretched as it grew. The blindfold fell off, but Amein took the liberty to wrap his arms around her body. In her place was a big wolf-like creature just like King Neco’s form. Purple armor covering her entire body. One violet eye staring down at them.
SkekMal turned to Ghost. He briefly held up SkekShod’s hood to Ghost to take in the smell. “Remember, scent is the only thing you have right now. Find the right moment to strike, but use your claws and teeth if you have to.” A nervous gaze landed on Ghost as he was eyeing her Fire Spirit form. He vanished before Ghost could say anything else.
Ghost took a deep breath. She could detect it, but it was faint. She walked down the central path. Her sharp ears took in every sound that echoed in the woods. Birds chirping. Whoops of an unknown frog. Even the rolling of Fizzgigs heading her direction. Wait, What?! She turned to see two familiar fur balls heading her way. Fearless and Grumble ran circles, barking mercilessly. The more noses, the better. She laughed and tilted her head toward the direction of where she was heading.
The day wore on as Ghost couldn’t pick up anything. She even tried to activate her visions but couldn’t find any clue that would lead her to her missing friends. Frustrated, she swatted her paw against a nearby tree. It leaned forward, creaking under the weight. She gasped. Her claws were extended to allow her to pull the tree back into its roots. Ghost sat down and growled. Her mind went back to what SkekMal said in regards to senses. Scent was what they could only use, but sound might increase her chances. She closed her eyes and sighed.
More sounds entered her ears. Tree branches rustled in the wind. A few Landstriders making their way down a path. Then, she heard it. A river. Water rushing and churning against the rocks. She ran toward it with a burst of speed. Her muscles rippled with each step, Lazul’s grip became tighter on Ghost. Her paws soon crunched as pebbles were trampled underneath her. Behind her Grumble and Fearless panted heavily, they rolled off somewhere as they made their way down the bank.
Ghost gazed along the bank. There were no Skeksis nearby. She shut her eyes, fighting back the tears that threatened to consume her. She struck the water with her paw. A loud hiss sounded the moment it hit the water. Ghost leaped back, her fur standing on end. “Best not do that again.” She lowered her head and began to drink.
Suddenly, Grumble’s frantic barking caught her attention. Ghost lifted her head to see Grumble dragging something over to her. His growls of effort loud and clear. She lowered herself to see it was a hood. Not just any hood. “Treasurer…” Her eyes pinned Grumble in place. “Show me.”
Ghost trotted as best as she could to make sure she didn’t lose sight of her rolling friend. She was only a few feet away until she heard a soft groan. Before long, she came across three Skeksis and a Sifa. All four lay on the ground, wet and unconscious. Their damp clothes clung to them. Their skin was cold against her touch. “Echo…Echo! SkekSa! Laughter! Onica! Wake up!”
Her heart hammered. She let out a roar. Her fur glowed bright. She paced by the shore being careful not to step on them. Suddenly, she heard soft groans. SkekShod twitched his talons. He gave a few muttering curses. His eyes were barely open as they landed on Ghost’s paws. He reached for them. Ghost gave a soft purr.
Rustling soon heard and Frostcrystal soon appeared. SkekMal arrived only a few minutes later. “Ghost!” SkekMal gave Ghost a scolding look. “What were you thinking?! You can’t just-” His eyes soon landed on the Skeksis and Onica. He knelt down to touch SkekLi’s neck. “Alive…”
Frostcrystal moved her head to the river. She gave a low growl. She slowly lowered her head and spoke in a hushed voice. “Move…slowly…We’re not alone.”
Both SkekMal and Ghost followed her gaze. There in the water, were a pair of dark eyes staring at them. A needle-like head barely poked out of the surface. It didn’t make any move toward them. However, Ghost and SkekMal couldn’t shake the foreboding feeling that came with this bizarre creature. They soon did as Frostcrystal instructed.
Ghost knelt down. Her body flat against the earth. Ears pinned back. Her fur was raised slightly. She tried not to look at their spectator but worry gnawed at her heart. She felt SkekMal drape the damp bodies over her. She bit back the shiver of their cold. Ghost silently prayed to Thra that they hadn’t been in the water long. Once Onica was the last to be brought up, Ghost could feel Lazul wrap his arms around them as SkekMal clambered onto her back. Fearless and Grumble perched on the Hunter’s back.
The group silently made their way back to the house. Treesong gave a soft squeak at the sight of the group. Her neck extended to give greetings to Frostcrystal as she went back to her smaller form. SkekMal got off and helped Ghost set the others down on the ground.
Ghost turned to Frostcrystal. “Frostcrystal? Who was that in the water?” As she said those words, Ghost reverted back to her normal form.
Frostcrystal looked at Ghost. “One of the Shadow Titans, Torpedeous. He’s been known to swim in the waterways of our old home. Sometimes taking a bride.”
Ghost gulped. There was only one person who would fit that description well. She turned to SkekMal. Ghost took the cap from Grumble’s mouth and, very carefully, put it back on SkekShod’s head. “Let’s bring them inside and figure out what to do next.” She couldn’t shake the feeling that the worst is yet to come, but her hearts didn’t thunder as much knowing that she at least saved four lives today.

Chapter Text

SkekTek and Frostcrystal went straight to work on their patients. So far there were only a few scrapes along the palm, but no other injuries were spotted. SkekTek wrapped a few bandages while Frostcrystal ordered a few rooms to be ready. Once the tasks were done, they placed them in separate rooms for the night. The duo went down the stairs to join the others for a much needed dinner. However, the atmosphere is far more grim than they expected.
Everyone sat in their chairs. All of them were trying to register what had just happened. Ghost having it the worst. She stared at her fish as she thought about her visions. As well as what she, SkekMal and Frostcrystal had just seen in the water. “I can’t believe we actually have those monsters lose. And that my visions-”
“Star Sight.” Frostcrystal said. She sprinkled her herbs onto her own fish before taking a bite. She tried her best not to ravage the plate before her.
Ghost looked up at her. “What?”
“From what you’ve told me and what I’ve seen, you somehow have Star Sight.” Frostcrystal took a sip of her tea before she continued. “Stars are the first you see at dusk and the last at dawn. Those with star sight are said to see both the past and future.”
“Bah!” Mother Aughra gumbled. “Never in my years did I meet anyone who’s bested Aughra’s ability.”
Frostcrystal gave her sideways glance before continuing. “The vision are stronger when a certain catalyst is close by.” She poked her fish with her fork. “If that catalyst is meant to do extreme harm and filled with ill-intentions, the Star Sight will sense that.”
Gurjin grunted. He took a peachberry from a bowl. “I’m not too surprised that Chamberlain was that catalyst.” He bit into the fruit so hard that its juice squirted into Cerebrite’s eye. “Oops! Sorry.”
Ghost let out a frustrated sigh. She placed her fork down and pushed away her chair. Exhaustion came in waves as she heard everyone talking about their misfortunes. Suddenly, She felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned to see SkekEkt now in his normal form once again. Guilt crawled into her heart. Tears stung her eyes.
SkekEkt could only pick up and hug Ghost. His scrawny arms wrapped around her small frame. A soft purr rumbled out of his throat. His claws gently rubbed her scalp. His heart was filled with joy of feeling her white hair finally being able to grow back. How he wanted to braid it again.
Ghost placed her head on SkekEkt’s shoulder. “Ekty…I’m sorry. I wish I could use my vision to see if you could get your voice back.” She giggled as he rubbed his beak against her shoulder. “I suppose you’re right. I do need to stop crying for a moment and figure out how to activate my Star Sight at will.” She was set down and walked over to Frostcrystal’s chair. “Are there any books I can look at tomorrow that should help with my ability?”
Frostcrystal thought for a moment. She looked at Amein who was asleep in the pot of water. Soft snoring heard in the metal. She turned her blindfolded gaze to Ghost. “Yes, but I’ll join you to help with your magic.” Frostcrystal flinched in surprise as Ghost hugged her hard. Hesitantly, she patted Ghost’s head.
—--------------(The Next Morning)--------------------------------
Ghost was the first to wake up. She stretched her muscles along her arms. Before long, she found some clothes laid down on her nightstand. They consisted of a dark blue tunic with multicolored trimmings, a jacket of the similar color and light blue pants. She held them up to have a better look. It was light and soft to the touch. She looked closely at the stitchwork. A smile crept on her face. It’s nice to know Ekty is making clothes again.
Ghost crawled out of bed and began to get dressed. The pearl buttons felt smooth along her fingers. She brushed her hair with a comb that Frostcrystal was nice enough to give her. Her scalp tickled with each stroke. As she got the last of her shoes on, there was a knock on the door. She walked over and opened it.
SkekTek stood there with a calm expression. He was now dressed in a robin egg blue robe with a green sash tied across from it. Nova was perched on his right while Orchid perched on his left. “Well. Glad to see someone is finally up.”
“Am I late?” Ghost picked up an eager Grumble into her arms.
“No.” SkekTek stretched his neck. “You fell asleep on the sofa by the fire, remember? SkekMal carried you up the stairs.”
Ghost took a moment to recall what happened last night. She was resting near the fireplace. The heat of the flames eased the strain in her wings. She gazed down at the shifting wool creature on her lap. Its lack of eyes didn’t remove the weight it held. “It must be so hard for you right now.” She stroked it gently. “I don’t know if you can hear me, but I promise. I’ll help restore you once I’ve learned magic.”
SkekMal silently appeared next to her. He growled in surprise as the golden fleece jumped onto his back. “What’s the story with these cursed things?” He tried to pull them away, but it refused to budge.
Ghost giggled. “I think they like you…and Rian.” She let out a soft yawn. She laid down on the soft pelt. The small head laying on her shoulder.
SkekMal scoffed. “What a ridiculous notion! Just what possible reason would I have in common with-” He stopped the moment he saw Ghost laying still. Her breathing was the only thing to prove that she was alive. “...a Gelfling…” He sighed. “You’re hopeless sometimes.”
The Hunter leaned over. His claws hovered above her head. Then, he stroked the hair that was now starting to move down to her shoulders. He picked her up with ease and walked up the stairs.
Ghost’s cheeks flushed at the memory. She shook herself. “Y-yeah…I remember having a conversation with him while I was-” Ghost looked around frantically. “Wheere’s the silver pelt?” Her ears soon picked up the rustling of sheets nearby. The little head soon popped out.
SkekTek chuckled. “Well that answers that question.” He allowed Orchid to crawl down his arm to reach Ghost. “Onica, SkekSa and SkekLi have just woken up.”
“What about Shod? Is his hood fixed?”
SkekTek’s expression went serious. “He’s suffering a cold. He was awake for a brief moment before fever overtook him.” He crossed his arms. “I think you should be careful with Frostcrystal. She was very cross with Emperor when she learned about Treasurer’s old scars.”
Ghost sighed. She picked up the living wool. Her fingers stroked it as it settled into her arms along with Grumble. Orchid was perched on top of Ghost’s shoulder, scrunching against the fabric.
Suddenly, a loud clang echoed through the hallways. A crash sounded not too far behind. SkekTek and Ghost exchanged glances before they made a run for it. The source of the sound came from the kitchen. The group panicked as the sound of growling and snarling began to hit their ears.
They soon found SkekSo pressed against the wall by Frostcrystal. Everyone was shouting all at once, making it hard to decipher what they were talking about. Thick smoke started to flood the main hall of the house. Lore tried to pull Frostcrystal away, but the Canimoon held the rock creature back with her paws. Even Amein couldn’t rip his mistress away from the Emperor. Ghost quickly opened while SkekTek stared at the entire event dumbfounded.
As Ghost flung the door open, she heard a surprised growl from the other side. She gasped in shock. “Oh! Hunter! I’m so sorry, I’ve should’ve been more careful!”
“WHAT’S GOING ON HERE?!” SkekMal’s shout was enough to stop the chaos in a heartbeat. Everyone turned to the angry Skeksis that was covered in blood. He was rubbing his nose where the door smacked him.
“H-Hunter!” SkekSo tried his best to pry out of the claws, but he was stuck tight. “Help me! This crazy beast is trying to kill me!”
Frostcrystal growled at this. “You’re one to talk! You’ve enslaved the Gelfling! Deceived Mother Aughra! More importantly, you’ve beaten your Treasurer to death!” Her face drew closer. Her snout barely touched his rotted beak. “I will not stand by and let you run this household. Let alone near the library! If you want to be in here. You! Will follow my rules!”
“Mistress please,” Amein begged. The purple tower’s eye appeared on the wall, causing Mother Aughra to jump. “I know you’re upset by his barbaric attitude, but this is not how to handle this. I’ll make sure he doesn’t enter. Just go help Drum and SkekAyuk make breakfast.”
SkekMal soon raised his blade toward Frostcrystal. “Drop him.” He growled so low that it nearly matched Frostcrystal’s. “Now.” He was momentarily stunned as Ghost got between them. “Get out of the way, Ghost.”
Ghost shook her head. “We all need to calm down for a moment. If we keep fighting each other like this, we’ll never be able to help Ha’rar and everyone else in Thra.” She turned to Frostcrystal. “Frostcrystal. I’m sorry that SkekSo treated you in such a rude manner.” She raised her hands slowly. “Just put him down.”
Frostcrystal stood there for a moment. Her blindfolded eyes never left SkekSo’s face. Her claws were digging into his thin neck, threatening to draw blood. She let out a small sigh. “All right. But! You must do everything I say or you’re dead. Understand?” She soon let go the moment SkekSo nodded his head. She turned to the rest of the group. That goes for all of you as well.”
No one said a word. They simply watched Frostcrystal vanish into the kitchen. Amien gave a long sigh. “Oh dear…This is going to be a long day.” He soon vanished from the walls.
“Bah!” Mother Aughra grunted. “Not one day and already Aughra is losing her mind!” She marched over to the kitchen.
Deet sighed. She turned to Rian. “We’d best join her.” The two walked in as well with Brea, Tavra and All Maudra in tow.
Little by little, everyone trickled into the kitchen. Leaving Ghost with Orchid, Grumble, the pelt and SkekMal. She turned to the Hunter. She felt her stomach turn to lead at the sight of him. His clothes were covered in blood. A few droplets started to land on the floor. “A-are you alright?”
SkekMal looked at her annoyed. “Aside from a smack to the nose, I’m fine.” He glanced down at his clothes. It didn’t take for him to realize why she asked that. “I’ve managed to find some meat in this land despite the disease that’s spreading. Just got dirtier than usual.” He wanted to pet her head, but her recoil made him a bit hesitant. SkekMal groaned. “I’ll go clean myself up. Just go have some burnt breakfast while I take care of the meat.”
Ghost watched as SkekMal began to move the meat inside the house and dropped it in the middle of the room. She heard SkekAyuk let out a few streams of curses that reached her ears. Suddenly, she felt something quiver on her shoulder. Ghost turned her head to look at Orchid. “Are you ok?”
Orchid was balled up. Her body shivered violently. Y-yeah…I…think so…I just…feel like…something is pulling me down….
Ghost tenderly patted her little friend. “Don’t worry. I’m sure some food will help. It could be just nerves.” She looked back at the group that was starting to sit down. Not that I blame them. With that, Ghost walked into the kitchen.
—-----------(A few hours later in the library)------------
Ghost, Brea, Orchid, SkekEkt, Cerebrite, Drum and SkekOk were all in the library. Ghost had pulled out some of the contents out of the box. Several pulsating stones glittered on the large table they were on. Each had a book in their hand. While they had yet to understand the words being written, the passages were filled with images of mighty creatures far different from Thra and colorful swirls that resembled magic.
Drum tilted his head. He began to rotate his book upside down. Then, he licked it. “Blegh! How help?”
SkekOk adjusted his spectacles. He gave a sigh. “It’s ‘How will the book help us?’” He took Drum’s book from him and rotated it rightside up. Before he gave it back, he gazed at the contents. “Hmm…You’ve got a really good one there.”
Drum looked up at him. His gaze was equivalent to a childling. Behind him, Cerebrite was also intrigued by what the old Skeksis was saying.
Brea also glanced up at him. “What is Drum reading exactly?” Her dubious expression held no concealment.
SkekOk turned his annoyance to Brea. Whatever admiration these two had were now clouded by betrayal and distrust. “It’s simply a book that talks about plants and their edible properties.”
You can understand the writing? Orchid’s voice piped up. She was a little shaky as she clung to Ghost’s sleeve, but it was hard to maintain her balance.
SkekOk sighed. “Ghost, do you know what that tiny bug is babbling about?”
Orchid gave a squeak of rage. I’ll show you babbling! You overgrown poor excuse of a- She was interrupted by one of the rocks that began to hum.
Ghost lowered her book to look at SkekOk. “She was wondering if you could understand the writing in these pages. Plus, don’t call her a bug, Speckles. You’re old enough to know manners.” She turned her focus on Orchid as the little creature made her to a pale blue rock that sat in front of them.
SkekOk’s face soured. His beak went downward into a deep frown. “It’s just….something that is a little familiar to me. That’s all. I just don’t remember much.”
“Tell Drum about writing?” Drum raised his book to SkekOk. He inched closer than he dared. “T-tell how read?”
Cerebrite opened his mouth. Then closed it. He soon began to fiddle with his glasses.
Brea touched his arm. “Drum, how about I teach you to read?”
SkekOk leaned forward. He slowly lowered his book. “A charming proposal, princess. However, some of these words are far too difficult for the likes of you to understand.”
Brea’s mouth opened into a large “o”. Her face started to turn red. “I beg your pardon, Scrollkeeper! You are the last person to even teach a childling how to even know the passage of Grotten literature to rules of the Vapran!”
Before long they started to argue. Their voices raised to a harsh shouting. A thumping of fists landed on the table. Cerebrite crept away to some nearby shelves. The stones rattling around. Orchid held onto her stone for dear life. Ghost and Ekty both glanced at each other in pure dismay.
Drum, on the other hand, was on the brink of tears. “Stooop!” He snatched two stones that were the closest to him. “Both teach! Both teach! No more fight!” He began to cry and run into the corner.
Ghost gave a heavy sigh. “Come on, you two. You should be lucky that Frostcrystal isn’t here. Remember one of the rules she said?”
“Don’t fight in the house,” They both answered.
“Now look at what happened.” Ghost pointed to a quivering Drum. “You made him hysterical. It only makes the concept of having emotions seem harmful.” She set her book down and began to walk over to him. She then turned to the duo once more. “I know that things aren’t ok right now, but again, fighting each other won’t help. Frostcrystal knows that too. Please…Just teach Drum together.” Ghost continued to walk over to Drum.
The Flowerweaver wasn’t as distressed as before. Instead, he was cradling the stones in his claws. One a bright shade of green while the other was a whitish blue. He sniffed them very close to his nose. He slowly turned his head the moment Ghost touched his shoulder.
“Are you ok?” Ghost asked.
Drum nodded his head. “Me ok.” He looked back at the stones. “Drum no like fights. Bad happen when fight.”
Ghost nodded. “I know what you mean? But you’re doing so well. You could barely speak a word since we first met.”
“Feelings still icky.” Drum went back to the stones. He gave each of them a gentle sniff. He rubbed his nose against the vibrating surface. A whimper escaped his throat.
Ghost leaned forward. “Are these the stones you grabbed?” She was about to take them, her hand outstretched. Then, Drum pulled them close to his chest. Ghost gave him a thoughtful gaze. “Would you like to keep them?”
Drum nodded. “Yes. F-friend and mother are here.”
Ghost tilted her head. “How do you know that?”
The door to the library soon opened. Frostcrystal walked in with Amien and Lazuli attached to her back. She looked at everyone in the room. Her face was nearly expressionless. “I hear we had a bit of a spat while I was away.”
Ghost immediately went to her chair. She picked up her book, the pages still where she left off. “Don’t worry. Brea and SkekOk both offered to teach Drum how to read. However…They got carried away.”
Frostcrystal was silent for a moment. Then, she noticed Orchid nestled against the stone the Threader was messing with earlier. “That’s alright. At least these two were more civil. More than no good, hot-tempered, tight robes, rot-smelling-”
“Easy Frost,” Amein said. “I’m not too keen on having to break up another fight…again.”
Frostcrystal took a deep breath. “Let’s get started without further delay.” She quickly took her seat. She raised an arm so Lazul could crawl over to Ghost. Once Lazul was in place, she pulled out a few pieces of paper. Each one had a strange symbol on it. Then, she picked up one of the stones carefully. Her fur raised slightly as she shivered.
Brea tilted her head. “Are you alright?”
“Aside from feeling nauseous,” Frostcrystal answered. “I’ll live. As you know at this point, these are hearts extracted from the tribes of our homeland. It was meant to lift the burden in our hearts, but I don’t believe in that nonsense.” She slowly put it down. Then, she pointed to Orchid. “That heart, however, is very special.”
Orchid turned to Frostcrystal. Huh?
“Orchid,” Frostcrystal said. “Orchid is it?” She watched the little Threader nod. “Well, that heart belongs to the former spirit of air.” She ignored the shocked gasps as she continued. “When King Neco took over, he tried to steal the power of the elemental spirits since they are the closest thing to the power of the three sisters. So some had to be killed off. There is a catch however.”
“Being?” Brea asked.
“The candidates must prove some worth to their power.” Frostcrystal picked up a book from the floor, opened to a certain page and set it down. It revealed a creature made out of clouds holding out a wind symbol to a Wind Leaper. “Each member of the clan must take a trial in order to be worthy of the respective element each clan represents.”
Ghost held up what looked like a large star surrounded by other stars. “What connection does star magic have compared to the sun and moon?”
Frostcrystal began to set up the symbols in a certain order. The card with the sun was paired with a flame and a flower. The moon card was paired with an icicle and a gemstone. The star card was set up with a river and lightning bolt. “The elements were separated by each celestial body. The sun was always connected to earth and fire due to its warmth and capability of growth. The moon, like my clan, would be bound by ice and stone. Since the moon is known to hold a gentler light to preserve the past.” She pointed to the star card. “The stars are said to see both the past and the future. It is said that water reflects the star's powers and if a person were to swim on a starry night would gain immense power. As for lightning, it’s a power that is believed to move a star with ease. In actuality, stars were always associated with light.”
SkekOk looked at the cards for a moment. “What sort of trials would one have to take?”
Frostcrystal stiffened for a moment. Her claws tapped against the table. Her mouth soured for a moment. “Let’s just say it’s one of survival. Only one person must come out on top. The loser is banished. There is a long trail filled with various creatures that you must overcome if you want to be worthy of their power.”
Well…I guess that gets-ack! Orchid began to thrash violently. Her body rolled around the table. Then, it turned into a strange gallop from one book to the next. A strange shrieking noise tearing through her body.
Ghost quickly picked up her friend. Along with the stone. “Orchid! What’s-”
A screech, even louder than Orchid’s, vibrated the entire house.
Drum whimpered in fright. He pulled the stones closer to his chest. His tail wrapped tightly around his feet.
Brea rushed over to Drum with SkekOk in tow. The Scrollkeeper tenderly patted Drum’s back. Brea looked at the rest of the group. “We’ll look after Drum. Check out what’s going on downstairs.”
Ghost nodded. She cupped Orchid as best as she could. She opened the door and ran down the steps. Ghost nearly crashed into Rian. Her eyes met with his. “What’s going on?”
“I think it’s Shield,” Rian answered. He led the way with Ghost following.
The two Gelflings ran outside to see Shield ram against a tree. Tavra tried to hold him back with rope that was tied to his leg. Nia and Gurjin held on to the other ropes around his neck. All Maudra Mayrin and Deet stared in shock at the entire scene. The other Skeksis were in a far corner. The Lords of the Crystal were trying to figure out what solution to use.
“Just kill that thing before it kills us,” SkekZok said as Ghost came closer.
“Don’t be a fool,” SkekTek hissed. “Ghost cares too much of that creature to let that sort of thing happen.”
“You’re right.” Ghost’s voice became icy as she said them over the dim of Shield’s screams. “What happened?”
SkekTek stared at her in shock. He nearly stumbled at the sight of her cold, hard gaze. “The…The Silk Spitter that you call ‘Shield’ just started acting strange.”
“Yeah!” Gurjin grunted. He dodged a leg that almost hit him in the face. “One minute, he was hopping from tree to tree. The next, he came crashing down and rammed into things.”
Mother Aughra went up to Ghost. She eyed a struggling Orchid. After a few seconds, she let out a gasp. “Ghost! Put the little Threader down!”
Ghost turned to Mother Aughra. “What? Why?”
G-Ghost! Shield’s words brought everyone’s attention to him. D-do as she says. A-ascendency isn’t doing well.
Ghost was stunned. She heard about the Ascendency in a long time. Her heart sunk as she realized that Orchid and Shield were still part of the Arathim even if they were banished. She quickly set Orchid down. The air stone was trapped between her fingers.
Orchid began to breathe hard. Her body convulsed. Her small eyes glanced up to Ghost. G…Ghost…W-whatever you do, hold onto the stone. He wants it. She let out a screech that even made SkekTek break away from the other Skeksis and gaze upon Orchid with concern. I’m…sorry for what happens next. Ghost…thank you for being in my life. She let out another painful screech. She went limp on the ground.
Ghost’s entire world went still. Her mouth went dry. “Orchid?” Her fingers wrapped around the stone of air. No.NO! NO! Don’t be dead! Don’t be dead! Thra please spare them!
A weird noise hung in the air. It was a mixture of hissing and grunting. They all turned to Shield. A strange gleam entered his eyes. Hunger. Greed. Without warning, he charged at Ghost and Mother Aughra.
“Watch out!” SkekMal leapt at the group. He grabbed Ghost, Mother Aughra and SkekTek. They all went tumbling down a hill. They sprawled about once they hit the bottom. SkekMal groaned and rubbed his head. “That cursed Arathim! He almost-” A soft groan was heard from under him. He glanced down to realize Ghost was pinned under him.
The white Gelfling still didn’t have the full length she had before the darkening, but it was long enough to spread out like petals of a flower. Her eyes glowed like jewel in the sunlight peeking from the shadows. How he wanted to have her lay there like that. SkekMal could almost imagine his beak making small works on- Upon realizing what he was thinking, SkekMal quickly backed away.
Ghost got up from her spot. She ran back to the house as fast as she could. She felt for Lazul. His arms gave her a small assurance that he was still there. However, a glance at her hands told her that the heart for the spirit of air was gone. Her ears soon picked up screams and crashes. She managed to arrive at the houses front where the All Maudra and Deet stood where they were. Shouts were heard from inside the house. Before Ghost could ask a question, a loud crash was heard as Shield burst forth from a window on the second floor.
Shield took a moment to cherish his prize that he held in his mandibles. A glowing green stone that pulsated. On his head was Orchid. The little Threader holding the stone that Ghost had dropped. They both gave a laugh that was unnerving. Their glances landed on Ghost. They spoke in unison, but it wasn’t their own voices. Oh, dear little warrior. It’s been a long time hasn’t it?
Ghost froze in place. That voice…. “Y-you! What have you done to my friends?! Wait! What have you done to the Arathim?” She balled her hand into a fist. Her eyes blazing with anger. “If you’ve hurt them, so help me-”
A husky laugh resounded. Take it easy, bold one. I’m just here to collect my stones and be on my way.
“You’re him aren’t you? Murkon’s brother.” Ghost could barely conceal her rage. “The one who tried to eat the world.”
Arathim hissed. Don’t mention my brother’s name. That lovestruck fool had been nothing than a nuisance! I’ll be happy to get rid of you right now, but I’d best go before things get complicated. Tata! Arathim ran away. Vanishing into the green.
“NO!” Ghost ran after them. She ignored the shouts everyone were giving her.
“Ghost! Come back!” Deet shouted. She poked her head out of the damaged window. She fluttered out, Hup and Brea joining her.
SkekMal growled in frustration. “Stupid fool.” He ran after them.
—------------(Shield, earlier)-------------------
Shield watched Ghost leave the table. Orchid joined her, crawling up onto her shoulder. He sighed. Wish I can be of help. If only someone aside from Ghost would understand a word I’m saying. He looked at Rian. He did feel a little bad that he lost his father and lover in a short span of time. Shield didn’t have a father, but not having Ghost around and then suffering from the Darkening only made his heart twist harder than being kicked out of the Ascendency.
A rumbling sound snapped Shield out of his thoughts. He turned to see a large eye stare through the window. Treesong was staring at him intently, as if she wanted him to play. Treesong let out a low rumble once again. Heavy snorts resounded outside.
He couldn’t help but want to play for a bit. I guess it could be a good distraction, Shield thought. He looked at Razz. The Bladewing was preening his feathers as everyone else left the table. Hey Razz, Shield said. He saw Spark glance at him with a startled look. He couldn’t help but feel like she was something he didn’t. Do Forest Saurio enjoy playing? What games do they play?
Razz was thoughtful for a moment. “Hmm….Razz seen no play in Forest Saurios. They locked up until feeding time.”
Shield shivered at the thought. Even the food the Arathim ate had more freedom than these poor creatures did. He looked at the creature again. This time filled with pity. I guess I’ll go find out myself, Shield said. Wish me luck! Oh! Want to play too?! I know some really fun stuff I’ve played with Ghost!
Shield was soon out the door. He began to walk over to the nearest set of trees. He soon let out a thread that was stored in his mouth. Watch closely, Tree. He began to place one end of the thread to the root of the tree. This is a cool trick I do with Ghost when I’m outside. I just have to make a large swing- Just as he said those words, a sharp pain radiated down his body.
He stumbled back. His cries escaped him before he could hold them back. It’s been a long time, but he could feel it. The Ascendency. His fellow Arathim were all crying out in pain. Something attacked them. He was far away from them. The link wasn’t not very strong since his time of exile. Then, he saw something slithering in his mind’s eye. Who’s there?!
A harsh laugh reached him. Red eyes glittered before him. Nice to see you again, bug! The shadow grew larger, almost as big as the trees in the forest. Pincers that would easily slice a Silk Threader in two. Long antennas elongated out like sinister black ribbons. The black carapace could barely glow in the light. It truly has been a long time.
Y-you! Shield stumbled back. His legs flailing in a feeble attempt to push back the mysterious assailant. The memory of what happened back at the castle came back. He began to recall the cold water surrounding him. The sinking sensation as he looked up at the light that still remained. What do you want?! Get out of here!
Don’t bother. The black-armored body coiled around Shield. I already have control of your kind. His body began to melt, the tar-like substance leaking into the armor. I’ve gotten stronger over the years. Now it’s your turn to perish.
Shield began to panic. His screams of agony drew attention from the others in the house. He banged his head against the tree. However, no matter what he did, he found himself sinking again. His body turned into a puppet that Murkon’s brother now controlled. His panic went to a fever pitch when he saw Ghost coming towards him.
He couldn’t move his body. He could even utter the words that he needed to saw for Ghost. Then, his mind turned into a glass orb. He charged at Ghost. Then, he picked up Orchid and ran inside. His body went up to the library. Startled screams all around him. Once the dark green stone was in his mandibles, he leaped out of a window.
Shield kept running. Green foliage zipped all around him. Where is he taking me? He thought. He struggled to fight back the urge to keep running, but a single bite from Orchid made it hard to concentrate. It’s no good! I need to do something before it gets out of control!
“Shield! Orchid!”
Shield used every ounce of his strength to turn his head. He could feel his heart drop. He could see Ghost running towards him. Deet, Hup and SkekMal were close behind. Before he could even try to utter a word, his body went to a complete stop. His movements became slow and menacing as he turned around.
Shield began to grow frantic. Ghost! Don’t! Just leave, I'll be ok. He realized that no one could hear him. It wouldn’t matter though. His words were barely that convincing anyway. He watched as the event unfolds before him.
A blade began to come down at him. He dodged with lightning speed. Laughter escaped him, but it wasn’t his own. The monster’s wicked glee radiated through his head. He swiped at Ghost. To Shield’s relief, she was able to dodge. Hup leaped onto his back and smacked him hard over the head. He backed into a tree, but the Podling got off.
“Shield! Snap out of it!” Ghost’s voice grew frantic. Her fear reached him through the tainted fog.
“Don’t bother,” SkekMal said. “He may be too far gone.”
“NO! He’s always been there for me. Even when I was at my lowest, he was by my side.” Ghost soon stood before him. Her eyes pleading. “I know you’re in there.” She mashed her hands together. “Do you know why I called you ‘Shield’? It was because of how strong you are.”
Shield could only stay still. He was breathing fine, but he couldn’t help that the monster was planning something.
“When I got over my fever, I went to find you. I was worried you passed away from the cold.” She sniffed. Her eyes teared up as she continued to talk about the memory. “After some time, I was able to find you back in the catacombs. Just happy and perky. Nothing seemed to phase you. You and Orchid were one of the best things that’s ever to happen to me. I know you’d never hurt me.” Her eyes narrowed. “Let alone let this old fool push you around!”
You insolent pest! Shield’s foreleg raised high and brought it down hard.
“Ghost!” Deet cried.
Hup raised his spoon again. The wooden utensil was broken, the curve hanging lump and ready to fall off at any second. His legs bended as he was about to pounce.
Ghost shut her eyes for a moment. She braced herself against the possible pain that would cut through her. A small rush of air hit her face, but the pain didn’t come. She slowly opened her eyes to see Shield’s leg hovering over her face. Only a few inches.
The mysterious entity grunted. In Shield’s mindscape, it began to materialize before him. He returned to his normal form. What is the meaning of this?! I’m supposed to control you! You’re part of the Arathim!
That maybe true, Shield retorted. He was able to physically lower his leg before he spoke again. But I’m Shield. A friend to a white Gelfling who’s a servant to all of Thra. A friend to a tiny Threader that listens and learns. I wish to make friends no matter what. I’m going to protect my friends no matter what! He soon heard rushing water that was only a few feet from him. You want power, then come and get it!
Shield ran toward the sound of water. He ignored the shouts and commands. I’m a shield, he thought. A shield is supposed to be strong for others. He felt Orchid bite him again. He unleashed a thread, attached it to Orchid and threw her to a nearby rock. Sorry Orchid. The foliage soon gave way to a cliff that was at least ten feet above a river. The faint trickling he heard earlier now transformed into a full blown roar.
Shield soon recalled the memory once again. Drowning beneath the waters. The darkness that was below him. His whole body shook with fright. His mandibles were dangerously close to dropping the pulsating green stone that rested. It was growing brighter by the second, taking in a light green color.
A dark laugh reached him. Aw! Giving up? After your bold speech earlier, I nearly believed you. The dark entity laughed again. This time he tightened his coils around his body.
Shield had a hard time breathing. His remaining thoughts go back to Ghost. He heard footsteps. Ghost was the first to arrive with Hunter close behind. With renewed strength, he took a step forward. Ghost…Thank you…For everything…He jumped over the cliff. The wind whistled around him. He could hear screams of no go through his head.
Cold water hit his shell upon impact. He only sank a few feet as the currents dragged him away. He could hear more hissing from the dark entity. A weird sensation of his body crawled into him. A painful sensation where he felt like being ripped in two. Shield saw the beating heart slip away from him. Its pulsing beat was the only thing he could hear as the darkness began to claim him.
Suddenly, he woke up to a strange surrounding. It was a forest. Not like the Stonewood Forest. Actually, the leaves on the tree in front of him were a pea green color with aquamarine veins. The bark was a bright orange color that nearly hurt his eyes. Trills of unfamiliar birds were heard high into the treetops.
Where am I? Shield looked around. Ghost? Orchid? Isn’t this home? No wait. I would’ve heard the song by now.
Heavy footsteps echoed deep within. A large creature soon appeared before him. It looked like a regular Flowerweaver. However, he had plants coming out of his body. Trees and flowers creeping out from the cracks in his armadillo shell. Large sloth claws gently brushed the flowers without cutting them. His dark green eyes were bright against his dark brown pelt. His ear twitched. “Why hello there. What brings you to my woods?”
Shield stood there. Stunned, he almost didn’t know what words to actually say. He shook himself. Are…Are you the Earth Spirit?
The Flowerweaver looked thoughtful. He tapped his claws on his chin. Then he smiled. “Why yes! Yes I am!” He extended his claw. “Nice to meet a nice bug like you. What’s your name, friend?”
S-shield. My name’s Shield. I’m actually an Arathim. Shield bowed his head. His legs wobbled for a moment. I’m so glad Ghost taught me how to bow.
The Earth Spirit laughed. “No need for such formality.” He handed him a fruit. A plump apple-like fruit with an array of colors. “Come eat.”
Shield admired the kind gesture. He stopped short before he could touch it. No…I can’t. I have to go back. He stared at a path winding down between two trees.
“Go back? But you just got here.” The Earth Spirit protested. He began to fiddle with white flowers growing behind his ear. “Why go back?”
Shield stared at the Earth Spirit. Because I have two friends back in Thra waiting for me. They need me. There's evil destroying my home and my people. I can’t go on living like this. Or I’m trapped in some strange limbo.
At those words, The Earth Spirit gave a heavy sigh. He lowered himself, his nose practically touching Shield. “Shield of the Arathim. You are probably the most devoted candidate I’ve ever seen. I can see that you’re loyal to those who care for you and return that loyalty in full.” He moved his claws to his chest. He created a crevice big enough for him to reach in and pull out a pulsing light. “Take this light. The power of the Earth Spirit is yours.”
Shield stared in shock. But wait! Doesn’t it belong to your people? Don’t they need it the most?
The Earth Spirit sighed again. Tears began to rain down his eyes. “My people used to hold trials for who would get this power. Most of the other clans would kill for the sake of that power. My…previous successor didn’t want that.” He sniffed. “None of the Flowerweaver clan wanted that. The last one resulted in a dead child and a pregnant mother.”
Shield shivered at this. They would really go that far?
“Now meeting you, I know this power is in good hands. Er..Legs I mean. I’ve withheld this power from King Neco. Long after my body was gone. Please. You’re the only one who could do this.”
Shield looked at the orb. He couldn’t believe he was chosen for such a large task. Him. Being a powerful being that could command all the plants of Thra. Making new things grow. He thought about how Ghost wanted to make that dream of Arathim, Gelfling, Podling and Skeksis to truly exist as one in Thra. What he had been through to rescue her from the castle…I…want to make that dream come true. I don’t want my people to be seen as vermin anymore and I don’t want Gelflings to suffer. The moment he said those words a green light surrounded him. The ribbons coiled around him, but didn’t hurt him. They felt quite warm.
The green light became so bright that it blinded him once again. Shield soon found his body began to stretch. His legs became larger. His shell stretched out. He didn’t fully understand what was happening, but it assured him that things were going to change.
—--------(Orchid, Stonewood Forest)----------------------------------------
Orchid laid on the ground for a long time. The world swam around her. Her legs curled inward, refusing to move. Pain burst with every movement she made. It hurts…She whimpered. It hurts…
Orchid didn’t know how but Shield was able to overcome the control of the monster and sent her flying into a tree trunk. She was glad that Shield had been able to stop her biting. How she hated biting one of her dear friends. She hated the idea of trying to control Ghost or the other Gelfling or SkekTek even more. She felt they’ve all suffered enough.
“Shield!” Ghost’s scream stretched throughout the forest. Then, it was followed by a big splash.
Orchid soon went cold. No…Shield wouldn’t! He’s deathly afraid of water. Then, she remembered what happened back at the castle. How he tried to brave the water below him to make his thick net to cross. The reality of what happened finally sunk in. She let out sounds that resembled crying. She continued this state until the dark deity was looming over her head.
That stupid bug had ruined everything. I need to get the air element before I leave. He coiled his body around her. Get it! Now!
Ghost! Ghost! Orchid thrashed around. Her legs tried to pull away the strings that were trying to make her move. She continued crying out. She mentally prayed to Thra as she heard growling. Each step was bringing her closer and closer to the stone that was only a few feet away from her.
Suddenly, a flash of orange claws scooped her up. The cool surface of a few pearls pressed against her. Orchid could hear a loud screech and something moving to the bushes. Only two things were going through her mind. S-stone…G-Ghost… Her legs were failing her to give any command.
“Easy now…” SkekTek’s gentle voice reached her. His voice felt like a soothing cup of tea after a day of being in the harsh rain. “Easy now…” He held her up close to have a better look at her. “Hmm…It’s a good thing I decided to keep some pearls with me after what Frostcrystal told me. Whatever caused you harm seems to have an adverse reaction to it.” He walked over to where the stone had fallen. Without warning, a gust of air surrounded them. The winds whipped around the Scientists robes.
Orchid soon found herself somewhere else. It looked like some mountain. There were trees that were spiky looking. Curious, she walked over to one and touched it. The texture of the needle-like leaves were prickly, but didn’t hurt. Instead, it gave a wonderful smell that she’s never smelled before. Suddenly, she heard a faint whoosh.
Orchid grew nervous. She turned around. Hello? She was met by no response. She moved in a slow circle until she saw a pair of big yellow eyes staring at her. Orchid shrieked, leaping back in fright. Wh-who are you?
The eyes back away to reveal a creature that was a mix of a flying squirrel and a sifaka. Her fur was a variety of pinks, purples and light blue. Around her neck was a necklace composed of the smallest flowers and seeds possible. A few pearls jingled along her tail. “Dear me. How rude! I hope you don’t say that sort of things to your higher ups. Let alone in the presence of the spirit of air.”
Orchid bowed. I-I’m sorry. I thought I was alone in this place. Wait…Spirit of Air? She glanced up at the creature. Forgive me for sounding rude…again, but do you um…know that you’re…uh…
“Dead.” The Spirit of Air sighed. “Yes. Unfortunately, I do recall how I’ve died. Of course I wasn’t going to give King Neco the power I’ve been holding onto for years.”
Orchid gave a sympathetic look. I’m sorry to hear that. My name’s Orchid by the way.
At this, the Spirit of Air’s eyes lit up. “Oh! What a pretty name! How did you come across it, little bug?”
Orchid gave a little huff. And she calls me rude…She grumbled under her breath. I'm Arathim. I was given this name by my dear friend, Ghost. Her gaze turned thoughtful. She rubbed her legs together. She told me I resembled a flower. The name’s been stuck like that. Orchid explained what Arathim is, the Gelflings and all the creatures in Thra.
The Air Spirit tilted her head. “She sounds like a dear friend.”
She is, Orchid said. She looked down to a beaten path that was hidden by the spiky trees. Which is why I need to go back.
A thunderous crack was heard. Orchid looked up to see the Spirit of Air pull something out of her chest. It was the same stone from before. It pulsed on her palm. A strange rhythm was attuned with the wind itself. She lowered it down to present it.
Orchid stared in shock. You’re giving this to me?! But wait! Don’t I need to do some sort of trial?!
The Spirit of Air only shook her head. “That shouldn’t matter now. My home is gone. Yours will be too if you don’t do anything. I saw how you were fighting off Hemlioan’s control.”
Hemlioan?
“Murkon’s brother. He was imprisoned after the three sisters and Auries were killed.” The Spirit of Air flinched. “I don’t know how he got out, but you’re the only ones to stop him from getting all the elements! Please! Take this power before he comes back!”
Orchid stared at it for a moment. She remembered what Frostcrystal had said about the trials to obtain it. They spilled so much blood just to obtain the power of the sky…But…She’s willing to give this to me as a successor. She thought of Ghost, Shield and SkekTek. She recalled how the scientist would calm her anxiety when she had to stay in his room for a bit. The trouble he would go through to pick her up and even made the effort to actually understand her. They’re all doing so much for me. Now, I want to return the favor. She reached out to the stone.
The light pulsed out. It came at her like a wave in an ocean. Her body began to change. It stretched in places she never thought were possible. Her head turned into clay for a moment. It felt like she was flying with a pair of invisible wings on her back.
“Take care, Orchid.” The Spirit of Air gave her a small smile as she faded. “Protect your home well.”
Then, she was back on the ground. Orchid took several breaths to clear her head. She slowly looked up. The three suns were pouring down their light on her, giving her warmth after some time in darkness. She tried to move but her body felt oddly heavy.
“O-Orchid?” SkekTek’s voice was oddly shaky. No doubt from the crazy winds that were whipping around him earlier.
Orchid moved her head towards him. “Yes. It’s me.” She blinked for a moment. Wait…Was that my voice just now? When she spoke, it held a sing-song tune compared to the guttural chatter of her kind. She then noticed something about SkekTek. The nervous Skeksis was almost her height. “What happened to you? Did the stone make you shrink?” She pointed as she said this. To her shock, she soon saw a hand in front of her.
“I didn’t shrink,” SkekTek corrected. He fiddled with his robe. Soon, he pulled out a small mirror. He approached her. “You grew and changed.” He held it up for Orchid to have a better look.
Orchid nearly fainted at what she was seeing before her. Her face was similar to a Silk Spitter without the mandibles. Her purple eyes went well with the pale pink shell and the pinkish wings that sat on her back. She looked down to see her legs still held the flower-like look. She tried to move one leg, but went down in the process.
SkekTek caught her just as she was about to fall. “Easy now. I don’t think you’re used to your new form yet. You may even have to squeeze through the door frame.”
“Tek? Orchid?” Ghost’s crackling voice cut through the undergrowth. She soon appeared before them. Her face was haunted. Tears stains glistened in the light. She was gripping a stiff that was large enough to be made into a staff. Her eyes widened at the sight of Orchid. “O-Orchid?! Is that you?! What happened to you?”
Orchid took some time to move her legs and arms. It still didn’t feel like her body. She even cringed as she spoke. “I don’t know…I think the heart of the Air Spirit turned into this. She said I was worthy of it.”
Before long Gurjin, Deet, Hup and Rian soon joined them. Grumble and Fearless sat on SkekMal’s back, looking tired than ever before. They all stared in surprise at the strange bug-like creature standing before them.
“Well that’s something you don’t see every day,” Gurjin said. His eyes went up and down Orchid’s form.
Hup was slack-jawed for a moment. He looked in the distance then back at Orchid. The Podling scratched his head, looking down at the ground.
Orchid did a shy wave. “H-hello everyone. It’s me…Orchid.”
Deet stared in amazement. “Wow! Orchid! You look so beautiful!”
Orchid touched her hands nervously. “Uh…Thank you.”
Suddenly a heavy crash echoed across the forest. Everyone turned to the source of the noise. A large shadow crept at them. Weapons were drawn out once again. The only one who wasn’t as cautious was Ghost. The white Gelfling made a slow step toward the noise. They all flinched as another tree fell over, birds flying all over the place.
“Oh come on!” A voice vibrated through the trees. The voice was husky and held the same insect-like tone. “Ghost! Orchid! ANYONE HERE?!” As the shadow got closer, it was soon followed by a familiar head. It was a mixture of greens and browns. A tree sat on his back carrying a strange batch of fruits. His green eyes soon landed on them. “Ghost! It’s me! Shield!”
Ghost shook. Her hands dropped the stick she was holding. She wobbled over to him. Then, her breathing hitched. She kept staring deep into his eyes. “P-prove it. Why were you named Shield?”
The creature tilted his head. Vines were seen draping over his small horns on his head. “After I got better, I went back down to be with the rest of the Arathim. I was stunned to see you again. You were a bit sick but you wanted to make sure I was alright. I couldn’t believe a Gelfling would care about me. Especially since it was my fault for causing you to almost drown.” He sighed at the memory. “However, I got that name because my friend said I was strong not just for Arathim but for Gelfling too. A strength that carried everything.”
Upon hearing this, Ghost finally burst out crying. “I was so worried,” She sobbed. “I-I wanted to go after you! Mal stopped me before I could-” She saw Shield walk over to her like a newborn Landstrider. He crashed into a few trees until he was able to reach her. She laughed at the sight of it. Once he was close enough, she hugged him. “I’m glad you’re ok.”
Shield returned the hug. Orchid was soon able to join them, her thin arms wrapped around them. A soft purr erupted from his throat. “Me too, Ghost. Me too.”

Chapter Text

Frostcrystal burst through the bushes. Her breathing was far labored. Her ears pinned back as she looked up at Ghost and her confused friends. “There you are! We need to go! Now!”
Deet stared at Frostcrystal in confusion. “What? Why should we?”
At that moment, a faint rumbling was heard in the distance. It was coming closer at a faster rate. Above them, there were vigorous flapping noises. Shrieks split the sky in a matter of seconds.
“Asked and answered,” SkekTek said. He picked up parts of his robe. “Run!”
Ghost crawled onto Shield’s back. She held onto his horns. Her whole body shifted as Shield wobbled for a moment. She had to balance on her feet. Her eyes went to the sky. She saw what looked like Vapran soldiers flying alongside what looked like a raccoon with a mantis body. They were right above them, weapons at the ready. Ghost felt across her hip. There was no weapon. She mentally cursed at her own brashness.
Everyone quickened their steps. Heavy breathing was met with feral snarls. SkekMal threw whatever weapon he had into the brushes. It was met by several hard cries of pain. Some of them are Landstriders. Before long, they were dodging spears and axes. The whine of metal hovered above their heads.
A hollowed roar was soon heard. Followed by a familiar orange shape with blue sails. It was coming towards them. The ground thundering underneath.
“Treesong!” Ghost yelled. She soon saw blue arms reach out and grab both her and Shield. She soon entered the doorway as the Forest Saurio ran. Ghost was hugged by SkekEkt. The muted Podling let out several sniffles. She hugged him back. Before long, Lazul was on her back once more.
SkekTek grunted as SkekMal helped him up. “What’s going on?” He wobbled as the whole house shook. “W-where are we going?” He nearly fell over until Orchid snatched him from behind. “Phew…” He turned to Orchid. “Thank you, Orchid.”
The other Skeksis stared at Orchid in shock. They stared at the tall Threader. Their eyes scanned the delicate up and down. SkekLach was the first to speak. “This is Orchid?! Wasn’t she a little bug just minutes ago?”
At this Orchid gave a hiss. “Hmph! How rude! Listen here, you snot-faced excuse of a lizard! I’m no bug and I’m not little!” She crossed her arms. “The only thing that keeps me from smacking your-”
A spear appeared out of the wall. It was only a few inches from All Maudra’s Mayrin’s face. Tavra and Brea both stared in horror. Each Vapran princess holding their mother by the arm. Brea turned to the group. “Perhaps we should get out of here before getting awestruck.”
“Bah!” Mother Aughra grunted. “The only one who speak sense.” Mother Aughra hubbled over to the nearest window and opened it. She leaned forward. “Come on, you scrawny thing! Move faster!”
The house rattled as Treesong ran faster. Her bellows filled the air. Each turn proved disastrous as everyone began to slide around each section of the house. They had to close the windows and doors in hopes that nothing would break on them. Treesong even had to get over a few logs by making some small jumps.
After some time of screaming, SkekMal growled in fury. “Enough of this!” He turned to Frostcrystal. “Do you know any weaknesses of these creatures?”
Frostcrystal nodded. She maneuvered over to the nearest window. SkekMal close behind her. “Those creatures in the sky are called Cloud Cutters. They’re nimble but if we can drive them into some tree trunks, they’ll get stuck.” She nearly yelped as Shield popped into view.
Shield banged his leg against the door. “Let me! I’ve been running in this body for the entire day!” He dodged a spear. “Let me in!”
Ghost looked at Razz. “Razz. Do you know anything about the magic on Shield?”
“Tricky,” Razz said. He hopped from one furniture to another. “It be Earth Magic. Must be unmovable yet flexible.”
Ghost smiled at this.Her mind was buzzing with an idea. “Sounds fitting for Shield.” She ran over to the window. She poked her small head between Frostcrystal and Shield. “Frostcrystal. Can you and Razz relay some instructions to Shield?”
Frostcrystal flicked her ears up. “Shield?! That creature is Shield?!”
“Yep.” Shield confirmed. “Long story short, the spirits of air and earth chose me and Orchid to take their power.” He smacked some creature hard with his leg. “I don’t mean to be rude here, but-help me!”
Frostcrystal blinked for a moment. Then, she sighed. “Ok. Shield, I need you to listen well. Razz and I will help you, but you must listen to every word I say.” Upon Shield's quick nod, she continued. “Earth magic means that you have to be stoic but must accept the path that the light shows. Plants follow the light. Mostly that of the sun. Look at a plant and make it work with you.”
Ghost held her breath as she watched Shield vanish from sight. Razz fluttered out after him once Frostcrystal went out the window. She sent silent prayers to Thra in hopes that Shield wouldn’t get hurt. Ghost held on to Frostcrystal’s arm. Suddenly, she was lurched back by the force created from Treesong. Ghost wrapped her arms around Frostcrystal. Every instinct in her body told her to climb. She did just that. Then, she felt a cloth wrapped around her fingers.
A whipping sound was heard outside followed by a “woo-hoo!”. Shrieks and curses were heard for a little while longer. The house continued to sway for a few more minutes until it was met with a screeching halt. A few objects crashed onto the floor, startling SkekAyuk and SkekZod. Everything soon began still. Heavy breathing was the only thing that broke the silence.
Ghost smiled as Razz fluttered back into the living room followed by an equally exhausted Shield. The duo held triumph in their eyes. Then, she shifted her fingers. She looked to see that she had accidentally grabbed Frostcrystal’s blindfold. She turned to her. Ghost’s mouth dropped into pure astonishment. To her surprise, Frostcrystal’s eyes were the same shade of purple as the Amein’s skin. Ghost held up the cloth for Frostcrystal.
Frostcrystal stared in confusion for a moment. Then, she spotted the cloth in Ghost’s hands. She ran her claws around her face. Frostcrystal’s fur stood on end. She snatched the cloth from Ghost and tied it back on. She faced everyone, but no one said a single word to her. They all shrunk back as if she was going to bite them.
Razz cleared his throat. “All safe now. Enemy fled.”
Everyone heaved a huge sigh of relief. Some even flopped onto the floor. SkekAyuk and Hup groaned the loudest out of the group.
Shield laughed. “You should’ve seen the looks on their faces when I created a large web out of tree branches. It was hilarious.” He let out another shrill laugh that echoed out.
Brea, The All Maudra and Tavra gave grim expressions to the enlarged Silk Spitter. They said nothing. Only looking at the floor with tired eyes.
At this, Shield shrank a little. “Sorry…I just…wanted to lighten the mood for you guys.” As he said this, flowers suddenly bloomed along his head. A few fruits dangled above his eyes like strange jewels. “What the-”
Ghost chuckled. “I guess Earth magic must provide food when you feel embarrassed.” She plucked a few off his face. “We’ll work on that.”
SkekSo sighed. His eyes became more tired than ever before but they remained of Frostcrystal. “I suppose we best clean up.”
Outside the house, Treesong let out a low haruooo. The house shifted once more. However, it didn’t shake as much. It was followed by a low rumble.
Frostcrystal began to pick a few objects up off the floor. She didn’t utter a command to anyone, but the blindfolded stare caused everyone else to pitch in. She picked up a few shards and put them away.
By the time everyone was done cleaning, it was already dark out. The sky black as SkekSo’s robe. A few stars and the moon tossed their light down through the trees. Sounds of the creatures of Thra filled the air.
Soup was the only thing everyone could afford to eat that night. Even SkekLach didn’t complain about it. They all just sat in awkward silence. Drum handling a strange treat over to Peepers. The Peeper Beetle cooed happily as he took his favorite snack. SkekShod eyed the two wearily. However, all eyes were on Frostcrystal.
The Canimoon didn’t say anything about her eyes. No one even asked. It didn’t stop the questions that surrounded her. Why was she hiding them? Why was she so willing to help them despite earlier hostilities? More importantly, why did she always stare at SkekSo like she wanted to rip him to pieces no matter what he did?
Ghost swallowed her spoonful. The warm liquid gave her some relief, but the question she was going to ask made the contents feel like she swallowed an egg. “Frostcrystal?” She felt a little guilty as Frostcrystal turned her head to Ghost. “Why do you hide your eyes? I know you’re not blind since your reaction says it all…”
Frostcrystal was quiet. Her spoon rested in her bowl as she put her claws on her lap. Her lips drawn into a thin line. Ears lowered slightly. Head bowed to no one.
As if on cue, Amien popped out of his pot of water. He crawled over to Frostcrystal. Arms wrapped around her shoulders. “It’s getting late everyone. Perhaps we shall turn in for the night.”
Mother Aughra nodded. “Some answers are best to wait in the morning.” She hefted herself out of her chair. She let out a few pained grunts. Mother Aughra was soon met by Spark and Drum. The two creatures supported under her arms. “Careful now. I appreciate the gesture, but you might be new to generosity.”
Ghost smiled as she watched them amble up the stairway. It was nice to know that Drum and Spark were starting to develop an understanding of helping others. I just hope Mother Aughra’s back isn’t aching after that wild ride. She was about to go back into her soup when she noticed SkekVar staring in the distance. Her ears picked up the slightest chuckle.
“You seem to enjoy that Felidawn,” SkekZok said. Next to him, SkekShod nestled his head underneath his arm.
SkekVar snorted. “What?!” He turned his attention so quickly, he nearly knocked over his bowl. “Don’t be ridiculous! I practically had claws stuck into my shoulders as we were out running the Vapran soldiers! It took hours to pry her off of me and the wall.” He pointed at his shoulders which were bandaged tightly.
SkekOk tilted his head. “She does follow you around alot.”
“And you don’t seem to mind,” Brea added. “Even when she started to curl up against you.”
Deet giggled at this. Even Hup let out a full blown laugh alongside SkekAyuk. This only made the General sour his face.
“It’s nothing like that, ok?!” He picked up his bowel and downed the last of his soup in three fast gulps. He set it down and walked off.
Ghost smiled. “That’s the first time I’ve seen Hammer get like that.” She propped her elbow against the table. “If I didn’t know any better, I think he’s attracted to her. He rarely focuses on anything else aside from food and fighting.”
There was a brief laughter in the air. But the reality of their situation still lingered. The Vapran Army was now in the Chacellor’s wretched claws. There is no known info about the other Clans. Stonewood could be in serious danger. Especially now that the Arathim is under enemy control. Slowly, the happy mood began to evaporate and everyone began to turn in for the night.
As Ghost made for her room, she heard several thumps and crashes. She turned to see Orchid down the hall. The tall Threader struggled to get up. She even noticed a few soup stains on the long, slender legs. Shades of pink and purple made Orchid look extremely regal. Ghost tilted her head. “Orchid? Do you want to bunk with me for the night?”
Orchid sighed. “Sure. I really don’t want to topple on top of SkekTek again.” Her voice tinged with a hint of regret of leaving The Scientist alone. She wobbled a little longer. As she lifted her head, she bumped head head against a beam. “Ow!” Orchid rubbed her head. “Now I know why the Skeksis get so grouchy when they go into a Gelfling house.”
They both laughed as they made their way to Ghost’s room. Once both settled in, Ghost grabbed a few pillows and set them down on the floor. Ghost hopped onto the bed, Grumble and Fearless joined her. They all nestled beneath the curtains.
“Ghost?” Orchid’s voice was small. Her large pink eyes staring at her friend. “Are you ok?”
Ghost took a deep breath. “I feel like I’ve taken a few steps in a forest, but I’m so far from the mountain.” She stared at the ceiling. Then, she lifted her hand. She tried to create a fireball but nothing appeared. Ghost looked at her other hand, no ice formed. She flopped both of them down. “You?”
Orchid’s legs were curled inward. A soft whimper came out. “I…I’m not sure…I…I’m happy that I got out of that dark web…” She began wiping her eyes. “But at the same time, the Ascendancy is trapped with that…thing!”
Ghost sat upright. “I know how you feel…I wish I could do more with my power.”
“Me too… At least you don’t have to translate for me anymore.” Orchid heaved a sigh. “Goodnight, Ghost.”
“Goodnight, Orchid.”
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The sound of Thra’s birds were the first thing Ghost heard as she awoke. It was comforting to know that the creatures of Thra weren’t too scared to continue their daily lives. She lifted herself out of bed. Ghost craned her head to look over the left of her bed.
Orchid was curled up in the pillows. Her soft breathing gave a few faint whistles as if she was singing in her sleep. She slowly turned and grabbed one of the pillows. Orchid snuggled into it and mumbled something hard to make out. From the words, it seemed like she was talking to SkekTek about something.
Ghost moved Grumble over. The brown Fizzgig barely protested as she rolled him. Fearless, on the other hand, gave a hard huff and hopped onto Ghost’s head. Ghost had to pry Fearless off before she got out of the bed completely. In a matter of minutes, she was able to get dressed. This time, she wore a simple green tunic and pale blue pants.
She quietly opened and shut the door. Her ears strained for any sound of movement in the house. Ghost could hear faint rustling in the walls. No doubt Amein is taking the time to patrol, she thought. Suddenly, a lone eye appeared along the wall on her left.
“Good morning, Ghost!”
“Gah!” Ghost jumped at her name. Her hearts nearly exploded at the sight of the large, purple eye. She touched her chest. “A little warning next time.”
Amein gave an apologetic look. “Sorry. I was just thinking about what you’ve said last night. Lazul warned me that you’ll get more curious about it. Maybe press Frostcrystal for answers.”
Ghost thought for a moment. She was curious about what caused Frostcrystal to hide her eyes. The purple orbs reminded her of her own eyes when she was corrupted by the Darkening. However, the Canimoon warrior didn’t seem to show any corrosion as yet. Maybe it was earlier? She looked at Amein. “Can you tell me about it? If I want to learn spells from her, I want to understand more about her.”
Amien was silent for a moment. “Meet me outside.”
Ghost silently went down the steps to make sure she wasn’t followed. Ghost knows that she can keep a secret and she thought it was best if Amein was the one to tell her. She was immediately surprised when she saw Lazul, Razz and Shield up and about. Lazul and Razz sat on Shield’s head while the Silk Threader was in deep concentration.
Razz was the first to notice Ghost. “Hello, friend Ghost!”
Shield snapped out of his concentration. As he did so, the plant before him flopped over. “Gah! Curse it all, Razz! You made me lose it.”
Razz gave annoyed sigh. “Come now! Friend Shield was able to make little grass grow. Plus, vine web back in chase was amazing!”
Shield grunted. “Yeah…But you know that’s not going to be enough if we have to cross over a river. I need to make sure nothing else goes wrong.” His eyes clouded with the dark memory of what happened to him.
Ghost walked over to Shield. She placed a reassuring hand on him. “I’m sure things will get better. Right now, I have to discuss something private with Amein.”
“No.” Amein soon appeared before them in his original form. He was standing as best as he could, eye facing them. “I also wanted to talk to them as well.”
“Anyone else joining in on this secret party?” Shield asked.
As if on cue, a heavy thump resounded. Laying dead on the ground was a creature that seemed to be a cross of a rat and a rabbit. It seemed to have a cloth over its eyes. Landing next to it was SkekMal. His robes and weapons were stained with blood. His face looked tired. “I hope you don’t mind the intrusion. I just got back from hunting some prey.”
Ghost stared at him. The blood did make her cringe a little but she was worried about the scratches on his face. His latest kill must’ve put up quite a fight. It was nice to know that he was still ok. Heat crawled into his cheeks once more as his eyes laid on her. By Thra, she mentally cursed. Why is he so attractive?
“Mistress.” Lazul broke her thoughts. “When are you going to tell the Hunter?”
“Tell me about what?” SkekMal lowered his head. He didn’t seem interested in lies and secrecy. He might even know what Ghost could be thinking right now.
“It’s nothing important. Just…” Ghost decided to say something that seemed to be true. “Glad that you’re ok.”
SkekMal eyed her for a moment. Then, he lightly ruffled her head. “You seem to be doing better yourself from yesterday. Your hair’s almost back to normal too.”
Ghost’s face turned redder at this. Her wings began to give off a slight orange glow. On her back, Lazul began to flinch a little from the uncomfortable heat. She cleared her throat. “Amein. Care to tell us more about Frostcrystal’s behavior.”
Amein was silent for a moment. Then, he cleared his throat. “You know that Shadow Madness can cause creatures to turn their eyes the same shade of purple as my eye.” He pointed at his center. “However, Frostcrystal was born naturally with that eye color.”
Ghost instinctively touched her eyes. She remembered the stares the other childlings would give her around seeing her for the first time. Shock. Fear. One even asked her mother if it was normal. “Kind of like me…”
Shield gave Ghost his best hug. He hated seeing his friend like this. Shield knows how hard it was for Ghost at times to love her eyes when others aren’t showering her with compliments. The whispers that he even hears makes them want to rip any Gelfling, except Rian, Gurjin and Mira since they treat Ghost well.
SkekMal tilted his head. “How does it cause her to wear a blindfold?”
“Because my eyes are cursed.”
Everyone nearly jumped at the sound of Frostcrystal’s sharp voice. Next to her was her own fresh kill. Her arms were crossed. Her lips pulled into an annoyed expression. “Amien…How much have you told them?”
Amien’s eye sparked with guilt. “I just only told them about your natural eye color.” He huffed. “Come now! You need to take that thing off eventually! You’re being ridiculous. Even the Grunack saw your eyes and liked it.”
Frostcrystal bowed her head. She let out a heavy sigh. “Fine…But be warned. It was because of my eyes that my own mother was killed.” She pulled down her blindfold to reveal her purple eyes once more.
Ghost gulped. “What do you mean?”
“I’d best be the one to talk since Amien is finding this to be complete torture.” Frostcrystal picked up the Djinn and let him settle along her back. She sat down as she wiped the blood from her mouth. “It all started with my mother. She got caught by the Canimoon prince while try to steal food from the royals.”
“How pathetic,” SkekMal hissed. “Stealing food like simple rats rather than hunting.”
“Mal!” Ghost growled. Her eyes glared at him.
“Most of the hunting land was horded by the royals,” Frostcrystal explained. “Anyone who was of low birth or cripple were to be killed if they so much as step foot into their land.” Frostcrystal walked up to the Hunter in a slow manner. Her muscles tensed. “I would ask you very kindly, dear Hunter, not to mock those weaker than you. For some have a strength that is unseen.”
SkekMal lowered his head. His eyes stared downward. He even had a hard time to look at Ghost. A sense of shame crawled into his body. “My apologies. Continue…”
Frostcrystal’s lips twitched. Her ears flicked slightly. “Instead of killing her, the prince made her his personal servant.”
Ghost gaped. “That’s horrible…”
Each word grew heavier as Frostcrystal spoke. “I was born within the castle a little after the newest Ice Spirit was named. The moment everyone looked at my eyes…They would ostracize me. Bully me. Beat me…Most of them being worthless royals that laze about.” She sniffed. “My-My mother did everything she could to comfort me. A few times, she would sneak me away to meet the Ice Spirit…He was the one to teach me everything I knew up until now.”
Ghost lightly touched Lazul’s arm. “So that’s why you went wild at the scent of the Ice Spirit on me…” Her heart sank as Frostcrystal nodded. “I’m so sorry.”
Frostcrystal took a breath. “Sometime later, my mother found out they were planning to kill us now that the prince was gone and that his sister will be birthing a new heir soon. We left.”
A heavy silence filled the air. Ghost could only feel a lump in her throat. She couldn’t imagine having that sort of life. Never ending hatred just because of your strangely colored eyes. She was truly lucky to have Rian, Gurjin, Orchid and so many others at her side.
“What happened after that?” Shield hesitated. He rubbed his front legs in a guilty manner. “You said your eyes killed your mom? How?”
Frostcrystal blinked, more than she normally does. “We…traveled for a bit. I got to meet and learn about the other clans. At a distance of course.” She gulped. “We were on the border of the Felidawn and Flowerweavers when we were attacked.” Tears leaked out. “I-I was running over to play with a few butterflies. A blade came at me…My mother ran to me with her twisted paw and…” Finally, she sobbed loudly. She tried to muffle the noise with her paws.
Ghost ran to Frostcrystal and hugged her at once. “It’s ok. You go ahead and get cleaned up. I’ll wait here.”
Frostcrystal bowed her head. Then, she slowly turned to SkekMal. She raised a brow when SkekMal simply bowed and dragged away his kill. Frostcrystal soon followed after. Amien simply hung over her head.
Ghost stared at the plants before her. They were so listless. Her fingers lightly touched the stalk that could barely peek out of the dirt. I wonder if the Darkening did this. Her ears soon picked up some noises coming from the house. A few voices mumbled through the walls. She spotted a hint of movement from one of the second floor windows. Was that- Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of paw prints.
Frostcrystal was now cleaned up. She was wearing an icy blue tunic with a skirt of aquamarine. Amein was nowhere on her and it seems that the blindfold was in her hand. “Alright. Let’s get started on the magic.”
Shield sighed. “Great, because I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I’M DOING!!” As he shouted this, the ground shook beneath him. It caused the house to rattle. Even Treesong raised her head and let out a startled cry.
Frostcrystal cupped Shield face in her paws. “First of all. You need to calm down. Your powers were only able to work for a short time because you were worried about Ghost and Orchid.” She rubbed his face in small circles. “Your powers can be linked to emotions. The stronger your emotion, the more pontenant your power becomes.”
Razz nodded in agreement. “Makes sense. Shield and Orchid are Thra. Ghost is Thra. Make magic work here, no?”
Ghost shook her head. “It’s a bit more complicated than that. Gelfling are closest to Thra, but we are all called home.” She thought back to the conversation the Skeksis had when they were younger. “Most of us…”
“You still worry for them, mistress?” Lazul shifted around so his eye came into view. “After all they’ve done?”
“Blue, Ekty and Hammer…But for the others…Even Mal…” Ghost let out a frustrated sigh. “Can we continue with the lessons?”
Frostcrystal stared at Ghost for a moment. She knelt down by Ghost and took a few sniffs. Then, without saying anything, she went to the green stubbles on the ground. Frostcrystal grazed them with her claws. The dirt slightly twisted around. After some time, she stood up.
“Like Razz said, you're connected to Thra as much as Mother Aughra is.” Frostcrystal glanced at Shield. “For now…try to clear your head. Close your eyes and take a deep breath.” She turned to Ghost. “The both of you.”
Ghost blinked. It was a bit of a strange request. She had fire and ice that she needed to control. It didn’t seem necessary to perform Earth magic. Ghost shrugged the strangeness off. Ghost closed her eyes along with Shield.
Frostcrystal giggled softly. “Now, I did say that Earth magic requires you to be sturdy, yet flexible. Similar to the trees above you. Maybe the threads you weave or your own arm. Treat the plants around you like they are a part of that arm or thread. Link it to your soul. Make it reach the sun on your behalf.”
Ghost made a mental image in her mind. She could almost see the roots and grasses wrapping around her arm. They reached one of her hearts. The fire heart. The one that made the three suns powerful. Ghost moved her fingers. It felt strange having plants brushing her skin in a way it hadn’t before.
Ghost grew a little unsure about the sensation. Ok…Let’s see if I can make something grow. Maybe if I picture a flower… She recalled the picture in her mother’s diary. The blue-ish green petals that formed a beautiful lantern. She dug her nails into the ground deeper than before.
She felt a little bit of her soul drill into the unknown. Ghost pushed herself with one mental command. Grow! As she did this, a weird sensation crawled in. It felt like her soul momentarily left her body. For a moment, she could see Shield having his eyes closed in deep concentration. His body glowing before her eyes. Suddenly, she was being lifted into the sky by a pair of white wings.
The sky opened before her. She twirled and twisted. The land of Thra sprawled out. The sands, the sea, even the city of Ha’rar was below her. It gave her a sense of freedom. A whistle of an old song reached her ears, telling the story of Thra’s beginning. Along the forest border, something red flickered in and out. Suddenly, she heard Razz’s voice.
“Friend Ghost wake!”
Ghost gasped in shock. Her body shook as if she was splashed with cold water. She leaned back. Her hands soon brushed against something cold. Ghost looked down to see a ring of ice around her. A few plants peek beneath it. “What happened?”
“Magic went crazy!” Razz screeched. “You dove too deep.”
Ghost blinked. “Too deep?”
Frostcrystal brushed away the ice from Ghost. She knelt down with great care. “He means that you have tapped into a magic far more complex than Earth magic alone. Can you describe what you were feeling?”
Ghost couldn’t exactly describe the moment. It felt like she was free. A happiness that could never die. The wonder of seeing Thra in new heights. Before Ghost could say anything, she heard a rustling noise. She turned her attention back to the small plants before her.
The small sprouts began to grow into ferns and tree saplings. Standing proud amongst the cluster was a lone flower. It held its head low. The blue-light glow turned golden in the light of the three brothers. Heart-shaped leaves curled outward. They continued to grow. Even when Shield opened his eyes.
“Woah…” Shield gasped. “I…really did all that?” He brushed his leg against the growing tree. It was able to stop just above his head.
Razz let out a low whistle. “Not bad.”
Frostcrystal looked at all the plants. Her eyes stared in shock at the flower. She knelt closer to the ground. Nose twitched as she got the scent. “How were you able to grow a Lantern Flower?”
Ghost felt her entire chest twist. Her breath trapped in her lungs. “M-my mother drew this in her diary. It-It was a gift from my father…” She gulped hard, her sorrow going down like a hard rock. “She was simply holding it, but then it disappeared right from her hand.”
Frostcrystal turned her gaze back to the flower. Her claws shook as she picked it up from the ground. She twirled it around. The flower bobbed with every movement. Frostcrystal handed it to Ghost.
Ghost was confused. How did Frostcrystal even know about this flower? The Canimoon had only been here for only a short time. She put the delicate flower into a pocket that was sewn into her dress.
Shield turned his head to Frostcrystal. “How did you know about that flower?”
“It was local to our home,” Frostcrystal answered. “Or was. The Bone Court ordered these flowers to be destroyed because it would hold evil power.”
Ghost’s eyes went wide with shock. Evil power? How can that be?
Shield let out a low hiss. “That’s got to be a lie! Ghost isn’t evil! She never was!”
Ghost stared at her friend with a hopeful expression. “Shield…”
Frostcrystal held up her claws. “I’m not saying that intentionally. It was said by the leaders.” She gave Ghost a small pat on the head. “You’re the best thing ever since I came here. Let’s just work on that magic.”
Throughout the day, Ghost and Shield began to practice more of their magic. Each spell started to become better. Their bodies weren’t worn out from the strain. However, they nearly grew one too many plants that almost blocked the road. Smells of breakfast soon filled the air just as they finished their lesson.
“Time for food,” Frostcrystal said. She got up from her spot. “Drooling isn’t going to help with the spells.”
Ghost laughed as she got up from her spot. Suddenly, she felt a sense of urgency. She looked up to see the Crystal flying over to them. What could it want?

Chapter Text

The group soon gathered outside at the front of the house. The crystal Starbird looked down at them with violet eyes. It soon let out a few warbles and clicks. Nova and Merlin grew to her normal size and bowed to it. She let out a few clicks in return.
SkekSo sighed. “Will someone PLEASE translate this nonsense!” He flinched as Nova hissed at him, feathers flared.
SkekTek sighed. “I’m sorry to be rude, Nova but we need to work on your language more. I can’t be your translator everytime.” He ignored the warble coming from her. “She says that her queen has come with some…grave and interesting news.”
Gurjin grimaced. “Those words alone mean this can’t be good.”
The Crystal gave off a lavender glow. It covered the white Starbird feathers. Then, the Starbird spoke. “Perhaps this’ll help.” The voice that came out was feminine and singsong.
Ghost’s jaw slacked. Her eyes wide. She could even hear SkekMal let out a surprised growl. “Wh-h? Ho-How come I couldn’t hear your voice until now crystal?”
“You weren’t connected to me,” The Crystal answered. “Or at least in the way they did.” She glared at the Skeksis. The Skeksis squirmed slightly under the violet gaze.“You allowed me to have my freedom and in turn, I was slowly able to bond with you.”
Ghost stared at her hands. “N-now that you mention it. I did fly…but with your wings! I was practically over each territory. It was a little hard to tell what was going on.” She spread her arms out wide, mimicking what she had just witnessed. “I also saw a flash of red.”
“Flash of red?” SkekZok asked. His brows rose in confusion.
Frostcrystal’s ears flicked up. “Wait…Don’t tell me that The Crystal of Truth saw…”
The Crystal nodded. “I saw the Crimson Tornado.”
Gurjin and Rian both exchanged confused looks. Deet tilted her head. Then, Brea stepped forward. The young Vapran’s eyes glittered with recognition. “I remember Merlin saying something about that. While we were escaping, I saw a hint of red just north of where we were.”
Merlin nodded. He let out a few coos. His feathers smoothed out. Once he was done, he preened his feathers.
Everyone turned their attention to Brea. Brea sighed. “The Crimson Tornado is a male Starbird. A powerful one at that. He’s been known to give grief to the Bone Court on more than one occasion.” She looked up at Merlin. “Merlin, we really need to find some way for everyone to understand you.”
Orchid crossed her arms. “I think I can now understand what it’s like not being able to understand another language.”
Razz landed on Ghost’s shoulder. Eyes wide. “He ok…”
Ghost turned her attention to him. “Razz? Do you know him?” Her curiosity only grew as Razz nervously shuffled on her shoulder.
Razz clacked his beak and was silent for a moment. Then, he nodded. “Razz knows him. Known him when chick. Grumpy. Keeps to self. Only opened to Black Briar and…” His feathers ruffled slightly. He cleared throat. “Anyway, not good around strangers.”
Brea tilted her head. “Who’s the Black Briar?”
Lazul was the one to answer. “A Djinn just like Amien and I. The three of us are considered a strong triad. Each with varying power. However, she’s…defective.”
The All Maudra raised a brow. “What do you mean by defective?”
Amein moved around slightly. His arms taking great care not to reveal Frostcrystal’s eyes. “Well…Like Lazul said, we are very powerful Djinn compared to the others. It also means that we have to bond with someone worthy of our power. Or cope with it.”
Ghost looked at Lazul. She did recall that there was something about her that attracted him. Something that was deep inside her. I wonder if it’s my power?
Lazul shifted slightly. “The problem with her is that anyone that comes near the Black Briar or even touches her has met instant death.”
Everyone went silent at this news. They each exchanged glances at one another. With each new information they have on the Djinn, they start to become more unnerving by the minute. Creatures that can defy the laws of creationWill they even have a place in Thra once it’s over?
SkekMal was the first to speak. “So, where are they now?”
“Hunting,” The crystal answered. “However, SkekSil is now bringing armed forces in your direction. The members of the Bone Court are also flexing their powers.”
Everyone groaned in unison. A few even raised their arms to the sky as if cursing Thra for this terrible news.
“Great!” SkekLach yelled. “We’re all going to die!”
“Just when I thought we can have a peaceful breakfast for once,” SkekOk whimpered. The Scrollkeeper adjusted his glasses as he and the other walked inside.
Ghost was about to join them but was stopped by a wall of wing. Ghost turned to face the Crystal once more. She could see the purple eyes glow with concern. Ghost knew there was something else the Crystal wanted to say to her, but couldn't explain it.
“Ghost…” The Crystal said. “May I talk with you…” She briefly looked at the others. “Alone?”
Ghost nodded. “Razz, Lazul…Can you give us a moment?” She heard a whimper below her. Then, a nudge against her leg. She looked down to see Grumble and Fearless stare up at her with pleading eyes. “We’ll play later. Go inside. Maybe give Orchid a few cuddles.”
Grumble whimpered once more. Fearless grunted. The two exchanged a few barks, sharp and clear. After what seemed like hours, Grumble bowed his head and rolled off with Fearless. The Fizgigs rolled in just as the door was about to close.
Ghost felt Lazul and Razz get off her shoulders. She watched them go into the lower window that led into the kitchen. She nearly fell over as Merlin and Nova took to the skies. Her eyes followed them. “Where are they going?”
“They’re going to patrol the skies to see if anyone from the Bone Court will be sending more monsters on us,” The Crystal answered.
Ghost thought back to what Frostcrystal said earlier about Murkon. “Did you see Murkon? What about the other titans?”
The Crystal was silent for a moment. Then, she lowered down to Ghost’s level. “Don’t worry about them. All I can tell you right now is that it’s not what it seems. As for your bond with me, there’s another reason for it.” She spread out her wings. “This body before you belonged to the former queen of the Starbirds.”
Ghost’s ears flicked back. “What?! How’s that even possible?!”
The Crystal chuckled. “Do you remember that pendant? The one you dropped?”
Ghost nodded. Her heart began to sting as she remembered that it was Rian found right when Mira was attacked. She bit her lip as she fought back the tears.
“That was her body.” The Crystal sighed. “It’s drawn to a power that resides inside of you. One that is connected to Illuminia.” She rose high. “Ghost, I don’t know all the answers that come from within this body. However, you and the others must find the truth behind the world beyond the stars. She paid a huge price for her insolence as well as her child. Her kind needs to be united once more. End this nightmare.”
With that, The Crystal took flight. Wind exploded around them. It whistled in Ghost’s ears and whipped at her clothes. The white Starbird went higher and higher. Then, she disappeared into the trees.
Ghost stood there for a moment. The words of what was said rang through her mind. Her train of thought was interrupted by a growl. Hand to her stomach, she made her way back to the house. The smell of peach berries calling her name.
Once everyone had their fill, they were soon gathered around in a room filled with strange objects. Weapons of various kinds. Tapestries lined the wall, each with a colorful depiction of wild beasts. Dried out plants and pots litter one side of the floor. SkekAyuk unfortunately got his foot stuck in one.
SkekZok looked at the room in disgust. His one arm draped over SkekShod. “Tell us why we need to be here again?”
Frostcrystal was rummaging for a moment. She moved away a few pans and small statues out of the way. “This is a special treasury that Amein and I made to hold a special memory of our home. Since most of the clans don’t remember the old days.”
“Why’s that?” Rian asked.
“Emotion,” Drum answered. He stroked Peeper’s back as the creature curled up happily in his paw. “This stuff trigger emotion.”
Rian made a face. His spine chilled. He knows that Gelflings clans disagreed on certain things, but being denied to feel because of a few objects? Bile threatened to crawl out of his throat.
Frostcrystal muttered a moment longer. Then, she grunted. A strange scraping stretched out to the entire room. Frostcrystal soon emerged with a strange bundle in her arms. It let out a loud clunk as it was carefully placed on the table. The strange object was about as big as Rian. It seemed to have varying straps of leather tied together. One bar of metal was set in the middle, riddled with spikes.
“What in Thra is that?” SkekLi asked. The Satirist’s eyes widened at the sight of the massive object.
SkekTek leaned forward. His robotic limbs ran along the side of the leather. “By the looks of it, it seems to be some sort of halter.”
Frostcrystal nodded. “This is actually the reins we use to steer a Forest Saurio around.” She picked up one end of the leather. “When we want to make them go left, we pull to the left. When we want to go to the right, vice versa.” She moved the reins in the directions that she had explained with ease.
Ghost stared at the spiked metal. She pointed at it. Her mouth twisted into slight disgust. “What’s that piece for?”
Frostcrystal lightly touched the spikes. “This is just to send a signal across to the Forest Saurio since their necks are long. All we have to do is place this in the mouth-”
“No!” Ghost and Deet shouted. Both of their eyes went wide with shock and horror.
Ghost marched over to the table. “I mean no disrespect Frostcrystal, but we’re not putting this…torture device on Treesong!”
Frostcrystal grimace. “It’s what was used to steer and we’re short of time.” She picked it up. “We need to hurry. Before we’re discovered.” She walked off with it.
Ghost soon noticed SkekEkt looking troubled. The pale Podling’s dark eyes focused on the metal piece. A soft whimper escaped the lips. The plump fingers curling inward. It was subtle but there was a slight hint of shaking throughout the body.
Ghost’s eyes lit up with realization. She once again walked over to Frostcrystal. Her hands began to take on an orange glow. She snatched the halter away from Frostcrystal, the material bursting into flames. It soon melted onto the floor. Her ears were filled with shocked gasps.
“Ghost!” SkekTek gaped. His eyes wide. “Why did you do that?”
Ghost was silent for a moment. Her eyes landed on SkekEkt, tears threatening to leak out once more. She took a breath, her hands began to steam as she calmed. “Ekty…They used a smaller version on you…didn’t they?”
SkekEkt stared at Ghost once more. Then, finally wept. He fell onto his knees and let out a wordless sob. Tears soaked the floor. SkekAuyuk stared at his companion in pure shock.
SkekTek grimaced. “Now thinking about it, it did explain the wounds along the mouth.”
Frostcrystal stared at the smoldering metal for a moment. She crossed her arms. Her face turned to SkekEkt. “I’m sorry Ornamentilst. I should’ve asked you about how much they’ve tortured you in advance before looking into-” Her words were cut by a loud crash. She whipped her head over to a broken window.
The entire glass was gone. Bits of a broken frame stuck out. Everyone gathered around. To their shock they saw none other than the Hunter run forward. SkekMal was only five feet away but his hunting pelt kept shrinking as he ran.
SkekSo gawked. He poked his head out of the window. “SkekMal! Come back here! That’s an order!” The Emperor could only watch as his warrior vanished into the brush. He growled as he went back inside. “Great! Just great!” His claws went into the air. His cold eyes glared at Ghost. “Well I hope you’re happy!”
Ghost gave him an unfeeling stare. “I’m sure SkekMal is simply going for revenge. He’ll come back. He always does.” She thought for a moment. Now, how do we get Treesong to move forward?
—-----------------(SkekMal, Endless Forest)--------------------------------------------
SkekMal could only see the world red at that moment. His anger burned inside him. He could only feel his own anger mirroring Ghost's. How dare they torture Ornamentalist! It was a true insult to the Skeksis. Not only because SkekEkt is too petty to do something that vulgar, but the tormentors were nothing more than mere cowards.
The brush tumbled away from him. His breathing went harsh. He pulled out his weapons as he went through the trees. SkekMal climbed up the nearest tree. He sniffed the air. Nothing to alert him. SkekMal continued this for several more hours. Every creature skittered by him. Not even a large Landstrider could pull his attention away.
He soon reached a clearing as dusk began to roll in. SkekMal’s eyes peered in the patchy sunlight. He let out a roar that made the birds fly out. SkekMal stabbed the ground in frustration. “No! No! NO!” He began to pace. “How is it possible not to find them?! They’ve insulted Skeksis and now I can’t find them! Let alone recognize this forest.” As he said this, he soon realized that the brush and trees were very different. It looked as if everything moved on its own. More than normal.
He looked up at the nearest tree. It seemed to be one of the few trees that peaked out of the canopy. SkekMal began to climb when he heard something. A loud thumping noise that was coming towards him. He immediately took cover over some nearby brush. SkekMal angled himself to see what was coming in his direction. He soon caught a glimpse of something red. Then, it vanished.
Before he could move to get a closer look, SkekMal heard several voices. They were gruff and slightly lacking emotion. The footsteps grew louder, heavier. He leaned back further away. He reached for his belt and cursed himself. He’d forgotten to get them out of the ground.
“Wait.” A harsh voice said. The footsteps halted almost at once.
“What is it? We need to get our cargo back to the Bone Court as soon as possible.” The other voice was just as emotionless as the first but it seemed to be very strained. As if it was trying to regain control over whatever it was carrying.
SkekMal moved his head slightly, taking great care of not being seen. Standing a few feet from his hiding place, were some burly Flowerweavers. Their furs were dull brown. Dark eyes empty of any thought. One of them had a basket strapped onto its back. A faint rustling along with screams were heard. Suddenly, spikes suddenly appeared out of it. The Flowerweaver that was holding it let go, causing it to fall.
The lead Flowerweaver paid no mind. His mask covered his face. No doubt one of the members of the Bone Court. He picked up the weapon. Then, he sniffed them. He slowly moved his head toward the brush SkekMal is hiding in. “Come out, Skeksis. I know you’re there.”
SkekMal stayed where he was. His nostrils burned with the smell of death. He didn’t know the name of this “Bone Lord” and he didn’t care. All he could think about was how to fight them, survive and back into Ghost’s embrace. His heart skipped at the last thought. Wait…Why would I want to be in Ghost’s embrace? SkekMal shifted into a crouching position. Ready to fight them off.
A loud screech pierced the sky. A blur of red feathers flashed past his hiding place. It knocked over the Flowerweavers, the basket rolled away from a chaotic scene that was about to ensue. The Flowerweavers only grunted as they slowly got up. Their expressions remained blank at the sight before them.
It was none other than a Starbird. Its red feathers turned pure ruby in its own light. Orange eyes glared down at the Flowerweavers. The maroon beak clacking. Feathers raised almost into spikes. Then, it let out a shriek and burst into flame. Wings stretched out.
SkekMal found himself gaping in pure awe. “This must be the Crimson Tornado.” He could feel something in his chest. A strange sense of excitement. One he hadn’t felt in a long time. He watched as the Starbird fought the Flowerweavers with ease. The vines were burned to a crisp upon impact but it managed to avoid having the trees set ablaze. SkekMal could see it. The cunning. The intelligence. The ferocity that practically matched his own. I must fight it, he thought. He was about to come out when something bumped into his leg.
SkekMal growled. “Who’s there?!” To his surprise, he saw the same black basket that he saw earlier. A few spikes peeked out from the holes. SkekMal tilted his head in confusion.
“Uh…Hello?”
SkekMal nearly jumped out of his skin. He tilted his head. “Who…What are you?”
“No time to explain,” the voice said. It was sweet and feminine. “Can you be as so kind as to break this seal?”
SkekMal was a bit confused but soon saw that there was a strange marking on the lid of the basket. It resembled a star with a spear plunged into it. He couldn’t explain it but it held a lot of power. SkekMal set the basket upright. His talons lightly etched the markings. He shivered as a weird sensation crawled up his arm.
“Do you see the mark where there’s a spear in the star?” The voice asked.
“Yes,” SkekMal answered. He shook himself. What is he doing? “Wait a minute? How can I trust you if you won’t give me an answer?” He soon saw a lone red eye staring at his belt. He instinctively covered it.
The red eye moved for a while. “This is the first time I’ve seen a Life Charm on someone. Especially, since you don’t look like the type to be carrying it.”
SkekMal said nothing. He felt like he was being violated by this strange creature. He tightened his grip on the life charm. The woven braid of Ghost’s hair gave a sense of comfort. Something from ripping the creature apart limb from limb.
“It has a very charming scent.” The red eye giggled. “Is there a maiden you like?”
SkekMal scoffed, but his heart threatened to burst out of his chest. “N-no! It was a token of honor that a female Gelfling gave to me.”
“OOOOO! A female Gelfling! I’ve seen a few around here. Quite pretty!” She gave a small chuckle. “What’s her name?”
“Ghost.” SkekMal covered his mouth. His cheeks began to flush more than ever. His heart grew louder that he was afraid someone else would hear.
“Aw! What a cute name.” A giggle came again. “Seems like you have a crush on her.”
“It’s-It’s not like that,” SkekMal hissed. By Thra why am I like this?
“Break the seal and I’ll help you,” the creature said.
SkekMal raised a brow. “Help with what?”
“You’re confused…about many things basically. Plus, I don’t think you can’t face Bone Lord Crunch alone.”
SkekMal tried to hold back a laugh. “What a pathetic name.”
“So, deal?”
SkekMal thought for a moment. It was bizarre that a small creature was trapped in here. He’d rather work alone, but he remembered how he was barely able to escape King Neco. The monster would have torn his arm off and his beast form nearly killed his emperor. If there was a creature that could even the odds. Let alone get better control of his distractions over Ghost. “Very well.” He reached for the seal and tore it in two.
Arms, black and thorny wrapped around his arms. The mysterious occupant soon crawled out. A single red eye was staring back at him, filled with pure joy and wonder. The spines along the starfish body flexed quickly. It was none other than a Djinn.
SkekMal’s eyes widened. He tried to smack her away, but it was too late. He felt the creature settle on his back. “Y-you! You’re the Black Briar!” For some reason, fear crawled into his voice. His skin itched as he felt the dark Djinn melt into him. “Wha-what are you doing?!”
“I guess I need to have a proper introduction,” The Black Briar said. “However, we have company!” With one arm, she knocked back a Flowerweaver that almost clobbered them both. She moved further up his spine covering his head. “Calm down! I’m not going to hurt you!”
“Then, what-” SkekMal instantly remembered what Lazul and Amein said. “You’re…choosing me?”
The Djinn’s eye landed on the center of his head. Her arms absorbed into his body. The spikes stretched and bended. A weapon grew out of one of the spikes. Armor formed around him. Before long, SkekMal began to take on a knight-like appearance. She gave a satisfied huff.
SkekMal felt strange. In a good way. His whole body felt lighter. He looked down to see the spikes aligned in a way that felt like his own spines. His tail has a large spike at the end. His moment of admiration soon ended as a screech soon sounded and a pair of orange eyes stared down at him. He flicked his gaze over to see that the other Flowerweavers and the Bone Lord had gone. No doubt retreated while he was distracted. “Just my luck.” He was ready to pull a sword when the Djinn spoke.
“Warrior. I’d like you to meet Pryoun.” Her voice grew giddy with excitement. “And I’m Magin. Starting today, we’re your new partners!”
“The name’s SkekMal and-” SkekMal arched his head in surprise. “What?!”

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Skithia stared at the strange Griffin before her. She couldn’t explain it, but she felt like she’s known it all her life. Yet knows so little. Suddenly, it moved. She reached out to it. “Wait!”
Before long, a battle broke out. Skithia tried to fight back, but something covered her mouth. It was damp, foul-smelling. It felt like she was being forced to eat mud. Skithia thrashed and struggled. Her hands tried to break free. Her strength drained from her with each passing minute. It didn’t take long for Skithia to no longer think straight. She just let herself sink into the darkness below.
Skithia didn’t know how long she'd been asleep. She only knows that her body feels like bags of sand are on top of it. It was almost difficult to move. She tried to utter a word but nothing could make her lips move. Then, light leaked into her sight. She was finally able to let out a hiss. Where am I?
The colors danced and jumped. Shapes were so unfamiliar to her that she can’t tell which is up or down. As her vision grew sharper, she could now see that she was in some sort of room. Far too warm to be a prison cell. A small hearth glowed across from her. It held the same shade of blue as her own blaze. Griffin statues were lined up on a mantle piece. A table was set in one corner of the room.
Skithia tried to move her head, but her body refused to move. She let out a frustrated sigh. Can this get any worse?
A click was heard to her right. Louding creaking of door hinges grew louder and more agonizing by the second. Skithia cursed out to the Cothica. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. Her breathing evened. Footsteps resided close to her bedside. They seemed to be heavy boots, no doubt belonging to a large male.
“Don’t bother pretending,” a voice said. It was husky. When a breath was taken, it sounded like it was difficult. “I know you’re awake.”
Skithia blew out a frustrated air. She opened her eyes and turned her head. Her heart nearly skipped a beat at the sight before her. It was looking at a mirror. The male creature had a scar on his face. His eyes and hair had the same shade of blues as her own. His lips formed a thin line underneath them. Is this what a Blaze Elf looks like? She wanted to ask but her body and her mouth didn’t respond to her commands.
The Blaze Elf laughed. “The sleeping mix is still in effect. You won’t be able to speak for a good while.” He barely blinked as Skithia glared at him. “Forgive the harsh treatment. We were out hunting that Black Griffin when we spotted you in the distance.” His face turned serious. “For some reason, Night Dancer seems to have a bond toward you.”
Skithia tilted her head. Night Dancer? Then, another question popped into her head. If only her hands could move. She would be glad to snatch the Blaze Elf and demand what the other Blaze Elves had done to Aura and the others.
—---------(Meanwhile)---------------------------------------
Aura awoke to a rotting smell. Far worse than it was in the castle. Uuuuugggggghhhhh! I never thought a day would come when I’d find something worse than my time as a slave. As she shifted around, she realized cold iron was slapped onto her wrist. Aura looked down to see cuffs on her. The chains were bolted to the wall. Her colors changed to blood red. Great! Just great! I’m back to wearing chains again!
A loud groan was heard on her right. “At least your stomach doesn’t feel like lead.” It was followed by a disgusting belch that shook the whole room. “Those rotten elves shoved some…ashes I think…”
Aura turned her head to see the owner of the voice was none other than Wamma. The red Danian had one hand to his stomach. His face contorted into severe pain. He was trapped in a prison cell that had strange blue flames running up and down the bars. Further down, Odu, Princes Mudeenu and Iflar, Sansi and Bondu were there as well. All chained up. Bondu was muzzled, her fingers made a desperate effort to break free of it.
Aura’s fury melted away with concern. The red was replaced by greens and pale yellows. Are any of you hurt?
Odu grunted. “Aside from being chained up and paralyzed, I’m just peachy!”
Where are Khybon and the others? Aura asked. Are they ok?
She was able to see Prince Mudeenu’s nose stick out of the bars. “Last time I saw them, they made a run for a path on the right. They knocked me out after I did a flash kick on what might’ve been their leaders.”
“Who are we kidding?!” Odu’s frustration rose with each word he spoke. “They’ve taken us all down without warning. Why didn’t you tell us about this, Sansi?!”
Silence was only found in her cell. Then, she gave a heavy sigh. “I…had a brief encounter with them…We tried to see if there was anyone brave enough to stand up against him.”
Before she could ask, a door creaked open. Aura turned her head to see what was coming toward them. She tried to feel a mind, but it was hard to read. Almost as if it was cloaked somehow.
Before long, two Blaze Elves stood before her. One seemed to have a tip of his ear sliced off by a blade. A solemn expression was written on its face. It’s skin was slightly pale with dark blue hair touching his shoulder. His was wearing what looked like simple brown pants and a black shirt. A sword sheathed against his belt. The other wore a crown of briar with a ruby sitting in the middle. Beneath that crown was a wicked grin that made Aura feel uneasy.
“Greeetingssss visitors!” The voice was so whiny it made Aura’s ears bleed. Then, the crowned Blaze Elf let out a cackle. “Oh wait! I should say prisoners! Not just prisoners! Prisoners from another land. How lucky am I?” He began to dance around the room.
“Is this guy for real?” Wamma asked.
—-----------(Somewhere in the Blaze Elf Kingdom)------------------------
The large cluster of brambles was the only thing that kept Khybon and the others hidden. A night sky drowned in a dark haze. Khybon peered into the small cracks of their hiding place. So far, there wasn’t any Blaze Elf chasing them. Let alone try to burn down the area they were last spotted.
Khybon sighed. “Ok…We’re safe. For now at least.” He backed away to face the rest of his party. He couldn’t help but feel more concern for Bodal at the moment.
The little Overworlder was pacing along the ground. His hand to his temple. His skin was absolutely pale. “Safe?! Safe?! We were barely able to get away. They took down Aura, Skithia, the Mepedian Princes and Danian Battlemasters. Now we have to hide out here where a feather abomination would snatch us at any moment.” His pacing only got faster. Almost as if he’s ready to run once more. “I should’ve said no. I should’ve just stayed behind. Not go on a quest that’ll kill me!” He was soon lifted into the air, he almost screamed when he realized that Ab’lop was holding him up with a tentacle.
Calm down, Bodal. You’re not the only one trying to grasp the situation that we’ve walked into. Ab’lop set Bodal down as gently as he could. He turned his attention to Cot. The Chime Gale perched on Khybon’s shoulder. Cot? Is there anything else about the Blaze Elves we should know?
Cot nodded. “You’ve already got the gist about their stealth and power.” She shifted along Khybon’s shoulder. Her eyes drooped slightly. “They have a really solid bond with their Griffins from the moment they’re born. Which is peculiar with Skithia’s behavior.” She scratched herself before she continued. “Their leader is the one we should worry about the most.”
H’earring raised a hand. His face contorted into a mixture of worry and confusion. “I’m afraid to ask,but…why is that?”
Cot was hesitant. Khybon could sense it through the claws digging into his shoulder. At the corner of his eye, he could see Cot’s feathers raised. Her beak contorted into a grimace. “He’s really bad…” Khybon hazard. “Isn’t he?”
Cot gulped. She laughed nervously. “Let’s just say that Ruinscroch makes Queen Tikali look like the sane one.”
Khybon’s heart dropped like a stone. He recalled some of the horrifying memories that Aura projected from her mind. The screams. The blood along the floor. True, she was stronger than she was before. However, the growing sense of panic coiled in his stomach. He swallowed hard. “Then…let’s find the next Elemental before they do.”
“How?!” Bodal cried. He cupped his mouth as a few branches rustled in the far distance. He tried to regain composure even though he was sure someone was smirking behind him. “True, we have the water elemental, but we still need a plan to escape here and our only guides are taken prisoner!”
“I can help with that.”
—------------------(Back in the Blaze Elf Prison)---------------------------------
“Ruinscorch…” Sansi said. Her voice dripped with venom. “Never thought I would have the delight of seeing your ugly face.”
A harsh chuckle escaped from the crowned Blaze Elf. “I see your humor is still intact. I guess your father didn’t raise his brats right after all. I suppose being a chieftain of the Meerakeet clan is much more important than useless whelps that are shouting rebellion nonsense.”
Aura tilted her head in confusion. Then, she looked back at Sansi. She took notice that her friend merely glared back at Ruinscorch. Lip drawn back into a snarl. Even though Aura couldn’t sense her mind, she knew that her friend was furious. At least Monna wasn’t around to see this.
Sansi growled fiercely. “Our clan took great pride in our way of life. Queen Tikali stole that from us just for pure profit alone!” She stood up as best as she could. “My father may be a coward, but I’m not!” She kicked the bars hard. A burst of flame flung her back further into the cell.
“Sansi!” Everyone cried out. It was only met by more maniacal laughter.
Aura’s colors turned red. Let her go now! Those words came out garbled. She slithered toward the bars. Her hands clamped on to the metal. To her own surprise, she wasn’t burning. The fire simply crawled over her body like a cloak. She glared at the ruler of the Blaze Elves.
Ruinscorch observed Aura closely. A cold smirk graced his face. His thin hand reached out and touched it. He rotated it slightly as if he was ready to purchase a slave. He let out a surprise grunt as Aura bit his hand. Then, he pulled something out of his pocket of his thick, black tunic. It was a strange powder of sorts. He lit the contents of his palm. The fire went from blue to a hazy purple. Smoke soon filled the room.
Aura couldn’t explain why but she felt dizzy. Her body slacked. Her mouth released her sharp teeth from his grayish white skin. Her mind felt like cloudy water was dumped inside her. She tried to fight the urge to lie down on the cold stone floor.
She could only wish that Khybon were here. His strong arms holding her. Aura cursed as her arms finally gave out. Her vision blurred. Whatever words, everyone else was screaming at her only became a mindless buzz. Khybon…Where are you?
—------------(Skithia)-------------------------------------------------
Skithia found herself propped up by several pillows. Her body was upright in a way were she was staring right into the face of her captive. She saw a bowl of what looked like a strange soup. It was purple and smelled weirdly sweet. The seemed a bit thick based on how the spoon got slower with each stir. That better not be poison, she thought.
“Here.” The male Blaze Elf handed the broth to her mouth. He laughed as her lips scrunched up. “Come now. It’s not as bad as it looks.”
I’d beg to differ! Skethia wrinkled her nose once more. She was able to move her neck around but it wasn’t enough to prevent the spoon from being shoved into her mouth. A bitter taste soon hit her tongue. It felt like being struck by lightning.
She swung her arms wildly, causing the bowl to fly into the male’s face. She sputtered and coughed. Her back straightened on her own accord. “What in the Cothica is this?! It tastes horrible. It’s like mixing fungus fruit-” She stopped her rand the moment she realized she could move. Skithia looked at her hands. She opened and closed her palms.
A wave of relief entered her body. “Ooooh thank Cothica! I can move!” She was about to leap off the bed when something grabbed her arm. She looked down to see a hand clamped on her hard. She glowered at the male Blaze Elf. “Oh right…You’re still here.”
“Don’t get carried away,” The Blaze Elf said. A smile was spread wide across his face. “You’ll only hurt yourself in the process.” He then frowned. “Or get unwanted attention from our king.”
Something about it made her skin crawl. Skethia turned her body to face him. “Where am I? What happened to Aura?”
The male Blaze Elf raised a hand. “Easy. They’re fine. Right now, they’re imprisoned at the castle. I was able to take you and hide you until then.”
Skithia’s eyes widened with realization. “YOU’RE the one who knocked me out?!” She threw a punch at him. A satisfying crack filled the air as it hit the target square in the jaw. She smirked as he fell back, the bowl following suit.
“Ow!” The male Blaze Elf grunted. He rubbed his chin. “That was uncalled for.”
“Says the imbecile that knocked me out from behind without even a good explanation!” Skithia gritted her teeth. Her fist formed a flame orb.
“Touche.” The male Blaze Elf got up onto his feet. “I guess introductions are in order. My name’s Ashmoon. Most would call me-”
“Ash!” A loud slam turned their attention to a door that slammed wide open.
Standing before them was a female Blaze Elf. She looked a bit like Skithia but her hair had a mint green color and lacked horns. She wore a tunic similar to Frafdo’s but in a solid black color. Her arms were riddled with scars. Her pea green eyes glared at Skithia as she ran over to Ashmoon.
Ashmoon tenderly took the female’s hand. “I’m alright,dear. I just had a small disagreement. That’s all.”
The female glared back. “Disagreement? She clearly was trying to knock the thorns right out of you! I told you this was a bad idea!”
“She’s-She’s important! You know that.”
Skithia stared at them. Her confusion only grew stronger with each passing minute. “Huh? Important? What do you mean?”
The two just ignored her. Their stares locked onto each other. The female merely scoffed. “I don’t know where you get this notion, but just because she has blue hair, a pair of horns and somehow didn’t get mauled by the Onyx Blaze doesn’t mean she should get involved. It’s bad enough we had those ‘rebels’ here.”
Skithia grew agitated by this. “Hey! Hello!” She waved her arms up and down. Skithia had to fight the urge of wanting to burn down this place and find the others. “I’m still in this room! Could you PLEASE explain where I am, why I shouldn’t be here, where my friends are and WHAT IS GOING ON?!”
The two elves were silent for a moment. Ashmoon had an expression that seemed like whatever Skithia did made him feel nostalgic. The female had this look on her face where she was concerned but understanding. After a moment longer, the two held a silent exchange before Ashmoon spoke.
“Well…As I said before, your friends are being held up by the king. I…don’t know what he’ll do to them…” He raised his hands. “But rest assured. They should be fine. As for where you are…Um…”
Skithia let out a frustrated sigh. “Skithia.”
Ashmoon gestured to his female companion. “This is my wife, Cinderlin. We’re…actually close friends with your mother. Perhaps you’re familiar with Emelisn?”
Skithia’s eyes widened. Her heart ready to drop to the floor. “That’s my mother’s name…”
Ashmoon’s eyes lit up. “Great! Is she with you? Is she still alive?”
Skithia bit her lip. Her eyes blinked back the tears that welled up. Her hands balled into fists. She shook her head. Her Underworlder blood screamed at her to be strong.
Ashmoon bowed his head. He stumbled for a moment as if he was ready to collapse at any time. Tears streamed down his eyes. Outside of the room, there was a faint warbling sound. Cinderlin helped him to a chair. “I see…She’s always had a weak heart.” He wiped his tears. “But it’s comforting to know she had a child and died free.”
Cinderlin sat down next to her husband. She stroked his back as he leaned forward. Her own eyes held a deep sorrow. Lips formed a firm line. She let out a heavy sigh.
Skithia wanted to go look for Aura and the others. However, a piece of her heart wanted to know more about her mother. She only remembers fragments about her. Her mother or father never talked about where her mother came from. Not even once. She sat down on the bed. Her eyes never took off of the couple.
Ashmoon took a breath. “I…know this will be hard to believe, but I’m your uncle. Your mother was actually my older sister. She had to flee because…” He swallowed hard. “You’re a Wisp.”
Skithia blinked once more. “A what?”
“A Wisp is a Blaze Elf that has a very strong connection to fire and the firebirds that used to live here,” Cinderlin explained. She went into a pocket that was sewn to the lower left side of her shirt. She pulled out a strange necklace. Beads that seemed to be made of rubies while a large garnet was carved into a bird.
Skithia tilted her head. But wait…I thought Blaze Elves are only closely associated with Griffins. She leaned forward as Cinderlin continued.
“Griffins are true masters of the sky. They help us maneuver through our lands and have us go to locations almost as quickly as a Wyvern. Firebirds are believed to be created from the feathers of the Rainbow Bird herself.” Cinderlin tucked her item away. “There was once an old legend that a Firebird of deep blue and the bluest flame had guided ravaged souls to the Spiritlands, or the old plains. In doing so, the bird was covered in soot and ash as a result. One Blaze Elf saw all this and begged the bird to teach him. The now black bird agreed.”
Skithia folded her hands together. Her eyes grew wider. Heat simmering between her fingers. She slowly began to recall the one time she asked her mother about her life before meeting her father. Skithia’s answer was met by several tears and a brief mention of an uncle from a far territory. She even felt this story was familiar to her as well. “Over time, that fire became special to help those that lost their way.”
Ashmoon nodded. “Yes.” He wiped his tears. “That’s what a Wisp does. They guide souls. Not just our own.” He balled his hands into fists. “Or at least it should be.”
Skithia could think of one answer to why Ashmoon would say that. “Queen Tikali.”
Ashmoon nodded once more. “Ruinscorch thought he could command the souls and that Wisps were a problem.” He gritted his teeth. “To please Tikali, he put in the order to have Wisp Eradication…Right around the time you were born.”

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Ghost was looking through the materials. Her eyes scanned the shelves and pots. Anything that might help them with their journey out of the forest. There must be something around here that I can use. She soon came across a strange metal rod. It was a bit heavy to lift by herself. Ghost also noticed that it seemed to be made out of gold. A few diamonds were embedded into it.
Ghost picked it up. She ran her fingers against it. Aside from the vacant spaces were other diamonds were to be, this might work as something to steer Treesong with. Ghost looked around once more. She soon spotted some silk and thick cloth high above her. She put the rod down. Ghost pulled at it. She let out a few cursed words. Then, the cloth gave way. Burying her underneath a pile of clothes.
“Oh Thra!” She grunted as she struggled. “Who stacks clothes like this?! Amein has a horrible job of organizing.Ouch!” A random piece of cloth wrapped tightly against her wings. It was almost impossible to move them. She couldn’t even see her own hands in the self made darkness. “Uh…anyone there? Help?”
Soft rustling resounded around Ghost. She wiggled a bit to see if she could get her wings free of their binding. Ghost couldn’t explain it, but this felt very familiar to her. She continued for a moment until a Podling hand pulled her out of the rubble. Ghost was now face to face with SkekEkt.
The silent Podling was now accompanied by Hup and Deet. Hup simply laughed at the sight. Deet gave a small apologetic smile. SkekEkt ignored the duo and lightly patted Ghost on her head.
Ghost felt heat crawl into her cheeks. She instantly remembered the story of how SkekEkt first met her. As well as earning the nickname. She looked him squarely in the eye. “This was how we became close? Huh?”
Something scuttled across the floor. A flash of silver white draped over Ghost’s shoulder. The strange head of the creature giving silent bleats. Head flailing about. Deet, Hup and SkekEkt flinched away in shock. Lazul, covered by the strange creature, gave no reaction. The Djinn merely shifted out of the cloak and sat on Ghost’s head.
Ghost stared at it. “Oh! I’ve completely forgotten about you.” She patted its head. “Don’t worry. You’re safe for now.” An idea came to Ghost. “Can you find anything we can use here?” She was only met with silence. “Well…I gave it a shot.”
Deet looked at the ground. She soon found some fabric scattered across the floor. She picked up a few. She tugged at them. Some are more resistant. Some were on the verge of forming a tear. Her eyes sparkled as she was deep in thought.
As for SkekEkt, he noticed sparkling cloth on the ground. He picked it up. He shivered the moment he lifted it. It felt light. As if he was holding a cloud instead of something woven together by hand. His body felt as if light had shine through for the first time since his rise to power. Strangely enough, he didn’t feel worthy of it. He looked at Ghost. He could see her wearing this to a gala once this nightmare was over. Even his stubby fingers made him feel shame.
Ghost turned to Deet then to SkekEkt. The fabrics were quite colorful. Her own fingers twitched at wanting to touch them. She shook that feeling. Right now, they need to leave as soon as possible. I just hope SkekMal will find us once he calms down. “What do you think, Deet?”
Deet held up at least five cloths that she felt were strong. “We can used these. They seem strong and durable.” She rubbed her face against it. “On top of that. They’re really soft.” She handed it to Ghost.
Ghost took it. They were each a different color: Turquoise, Green, Yellow, Silver and Red. She lightly traced against them. They were smooth. No signs of tearing in them. Preserved to perfection. A smile went to her face.
“I wouldn’t recommend it.”
The group turned to see Frostcrystal looking at them with discontent in her eyes. Her arms were crossed. Ears nearly flattened. “Those normally belong to royals from each of the clans. It’s to signify a sense of status.”
Deet shook her head. “Maybe it doesn’t have to be that way. I remember the vision Brea had. If anything, it could signify some sort of unity.” She began tying the cloths together. “If we can get some good knots and see how far Treesong’s neck stretches, we could see how much we’ll need and steer.”
Hup tapped his chin. Then, he shrugged. “Worth shot.”
Frostcrystal sighed. “Fine. I know a tool you could use.” She raised a forefinger at them, shaking it like she was scolding a childling. “But you’re going to have to move slowly when you walk on the neck.”
Deet tilted her head. “Is a Forest Saurio’s neck that delicate?”
Frostcrystal nodded. She waved them over. “Follow me.” Then, she turned her attention to SkekSo. She grabbed The Emperor by the robe. His hiss was met by her growl. “Come. Broken beak.” She pulled him along as he flailed uselessly.
Ghost sighed. She shook her head. She knew SkekSo was always stubborn as well as fearful. Now he had to deal with an equally ferocious Canimoon.
SkekEkt followed her sigh. He wrapped up the cloth he held and tucked it away. He didn’t think a cloth so sparkly should act as makeshift rope. Now, he just had to make the measurements when Lazul and the strange moving wool will get off of Ghost.
—-------------(Outside)------------------------------------------------------
Treesong laid on her stomach. She watched as several creatures were exiting a window. They balanced between her back and the crook of her neck. She didn’t seem to mind this strange event. She tilted her head. A coo rippled from her throat.
Rian nearly slipped as he put a foot down. “Tell me why we’re here again?” He sighed. He bumped into Deet as leaned forward. “Sorry.”
Frostcrystal stared squarely at the group. Her arms folded behind her back. Ears upward. Tail flicked to one side. Eyes trained on the group. “All of you will be in a situation where one of you is going to man the reins in case someone is occupied for legitimate reasons.”
SkekOk raised a brow. “Such as?”
“Anything that could kill us at any moment. That are part of Thra or back in my homeland.” Frostcrystal extended her arms. She briefly rotated to the surrounding woods. “Like we’ve just witnessed earlier in what might’ve been a week.”
“That’s….” Gurjin bit his lip. “Kind of hard to argue with.” Everyone else nodded in agreement. Mother Aughra merely sighed and shook her head.
Frostcrystal moved over to Treesong’s head. Her paws moved around the creature with ease. She knelt down as best as she could. She stroked around the neck and frills. A smile went across her face as Treesong let out joyous coos. Some honking followed as well.
Everyone chuckled at the sight. They even found the twitching to the frills to be the most amusing thing they’ve seen in a long time.
Frostcrystal gracefully walked over to the group. To even show more of her agility, she cartwheeled and landed in front of SkekSo. Her lips were drawn to a snarl when he hissed at her. She cleared her throat before she continued. “Because of what I did, Treesong can trust me since I’ve shown to her that I won’t hurt her.” She leaped down from the neck. She turned to the group. “Now, the rest of you try.”
“Who wants to go first?” Deet asked. Her voice was a bit chipper than normal.
Rian stared at her in confusion. “Don’t you want to go first?”
Deet shook her head. “Ghost and I already had some bonding with Treesong. I think everyone else should have at least a turn before the two of us.”
Ghost nodded. It was true since Treesong listened to Deet as well as Ghost’s commands. She watched the others. Each one held an apprehensive expression. Then, her eyes laid on SkekTek.
The Scientist stared down the creature’s neck. His mechanical claws touching together. Behind him, Orchid was close by. Her head drooped, no doubt thinking about the other Arathim. SkekTek turned his head briefly. His eyes locked with Orchid’s. It seemed it was like that for an eternity. “I’ll do it.”
SkekSo snorted. “You?” He put his hands to his hips. “Getting bolder by the minute.”
SkekTek waved him off. He began to clamber along the neck. Nova fluttered close by. The Starbird makes sure that his rider doesn’t fall off. He placed his claws along the frills. He made a few soft noises and clicks.
Gurjin stared at this in pure perplexity. “What is he doing?”
Ghost leaned forward. “He normally does that when it comes to feeding time or if there are creatures in the walls. He’s trying to show he isn’t a threat.” She smiled as SkekTek talked to Treesong in his soothing voice. Nostalgia waved in her as she recalled the times he would soothe her whenever she had a fever-induced nightmare.
Treesong lifted her head slightly. SkekTek wobbled but managed to regain some of his balance. The two creatures that aren’t of Thra stared at each other for a moment. A voiceless conversation traded between one another. Then, Treesong licked SkekTek’s face.
“Blegh!” SkekTek said. He couldn’t hold back his laughter as Treesong continued licking him. “Haha! Stop it! Stop! You’re going to make me fall.” He managed to push Treesong’s head away and walked down the neck. The others laughed but he didn’t seem to care.
Orchid hugged him. “You did wonderfully.” She flinched upon realizing what she had done. She broke away just as quickly. Her fingers fiddled together. She cleared her throat. “I’ll go next.”
With grace, Orchid went up and down Treesong’s neck. Each step took care. Even the frills were barely disturbed by her weight. She was able to reach Treesong’s face. She giggled as Treesong kissed her as well. Even as far as receiving a nuzzle. She went back to the group.
One by one, with the exception of Ghost, the rest were able to walk up Treesong’s neck. There was only SkekMal they had to wait for and SkekAyuk and SkekLach were dangerously close to falling off. SkekSo was the only one that didn’t have a chance to do it. However, the Emperor only took a step before Treesong let out a low growl.
SkekSo flinched. “What in Thra?” He gave Frostcrystal a puzzled look. “Did you put her up to this?” He pointed a claw at Treesong.
Frostcrystal gave a smug expression. She shook her head. “No. I guess you just have the one person that always kisses your scrawny rear everywhere you go. Your power has no effect here. Even your “Crystal'' rejects you now.”
SkekSo scoffed. “I guess a mongrel like you thinks herself an expert of royalty. Though I shouldn’t expect anything less from a reject.”
Ghost’s heart skipped a beat. Lazul’s arms tightened on her back. SkekSo must’ve overheard the conversation! This is going to end badly. She quickly pushed SkekSo. His thin frame barely showed any resistance. Either it was from mere shock or simply because he’s weaker than he lets anyone believe. “Just get a move on! There’s no time to fight over this.”
SkekSo opened his beak to protest, but he clamped it shut. He nervously looked at Treesong. The Forest Saurio’s nostrils flared in agitation. He gathered whatever courage he could and walked. His steps slow. His claws breezed the frills but his response was a shutter. As he got closer to the head, he was met by a stomp. He tried to balance himself as best as he could. His arms waved wildly. Then, another stomp came. He fell off. His body landed on the ground with a thud.
SkekVar was the quickest to respond. He went over to Treesong’s leg and slid down. He rushed over to help SkekSo up. “Are you ok, Emperor?”
SkekSo tugged his arm away from him. “I’m fine, SkekVar.” He groaned as he got onto his feet. He rubbed his rump. “Can this day get any worse?”
As if to answer his question, a twisted branch appeared. Thorns wrapped around his leg. SkekSo cried out in pain. He clawed at it as best as he could. Upon doing so, he smelled something. Something…sickly sweet. It almost made him feel dizzy.
“Emperor!” SkekVar frantically went through his belt. He recalled taking something from the house that was remotely close to a weapon. He soon felt a sheath of a short sword that was big as Hup. He swung at the weapon with all his might. Cutting the plant. He picked up the Emperor. To his shock, Spark was running towards him. Her arms frantically waved.
Spark was with them in a matter of minutes. She could only let out a few muteless screams. Her eyes were wide with fear. Her claws gripped SkekVar’s. She kept pointing to Treesong. Then, to the brush.
SkekVar grunted. “What are you whining about-” He gaped as more plants began to slither towards them. He immediately dragged SkekSo away from it. His muscles screamed with each effort. He didn’t mind Spark grabbing the other end. He was able to get closer to Treesong’s leg. He was soon met with exploding briar. It flung him and Sparks back. SkekSo flung into another direction.
Treesong let out a bellowing scream. Everyone frantically clung onto her frills. SkekLach fell off at the base of the neck. SkekOk was barely able to reach the nearest window. Frostcrystal tried to call Amein but was hit by a bramble before being snatched away. Deet and Hup had strong hands belonging to the shy Grunak pulling them in. Rian helped Gurjin, Naia and Kylan crawl back inside. Ghost slipped off after she pushed Orchid and SkekTek into the house.
Mother Aughra clung on for dear life. Her injured arm made it difficult to grip it. She looked to at Shield. “I can’t control them. They're not listening to a word I say!” She swatted one vine branch away. “Can’t you do something about this?!”
Shield grunted. “Wish I could but I’m still learning.” His eyes lit up. “Wait! I can split these plants into a wall. Then, I can locate the source.”
Mother Aughra grimaced. “Very well. Just make sure we don’t get tangled in our own web.”
Shield nodded. His eyes glowed green. He began to concentrate on the trees and bushes nearest to them. He reached into them with all his mind. He formed thorns of his own. Twisting and grind resounded. Then, he felt something. It was an opposing presence north of their location. There was no emotion in its manipulation of the plants. As if all life was sucked out of it. He pushed into it. Hoping that it would make this madness stop. He was met with a shriek. Shield got ready to do it again.
“Stop!”
Shield felt something push him hard. His legs lost their footing as he tumbled off. “By Thra!” He cursed. “Not agaaaaaaiiiinnnnn!”
—----------(Sometime later, SkekLach)------------------------------------------------------
SkekLach let out a loud groan. “Ohhhhh!” He placed his talons on his head. He rubbed it slowly as throbbing pain set in. “This is so much worse than my fever.” His world spun for a moment as he got up. Once it stopped, The Collector noticed something felt wet in his hand. He lowered it down. Blood decorated his claws. He let out another frustrated growl. “Just my luck!”
He got onto his feet. SkekLach felt his back ache but it didn’t seem to hurt as much. SkekLach looked around. He was surrounded by warped trees and endless underbrush. Most of it was so tall, the suns were barely able to leak out their light. Any visible path was nowhere to be seen.
SkekLach swallowed hard. This was the first time he ever felt this alone. Especially after when he and his fellow Skeksis came into being. He shivered as he recalled Lazul’s comment on a split soul. Am I a broken soul? SkekLach shook that dark thought out as best as he could. He needed to find the others. That is if they’re still around.
“SkekOk! Ghost!” He projected his voice as loud as he could. “Anybody? Anyone? Please call out if you can hear me! Otherwise I’d be a fool!”
A hush filled the woods. Even a simple scurry of a Fizzgig wasn’t enough to ease his concerns. The forest only got darker as the day went on.
SkekLach sighed. “Great. Just great. Now what?” He jumped as a loud snap answered his question. He whipped his head around only to receive a burst of pain. After a wave went away he looked, there was no one there. “Hello?” He turned to the other direction. Then, he saw a large shape duck behind a massive tree trunk. He gulped. “Ok…I seem to have two options. 1. Wait here until something eats me or…2. I walk with a bleeding head until I can find help.”
Heavy breathing filled the air. Footsteps coming towards him. Closer and closer. A pair of purple orbs stared in his direction. Claws stretched out.
SkekLach gulped. He backed away slowly as he could. “Well…That answers my question.” His foot soon bumped into something smooth and cool. He turned around to see the conch shell on the ground. To his surprise, it was fully intact. He picked up. His hands trembled slightly. Tears began to blur his vision as memories of traveling with Ghost for the first time entered his mind.
He jumped as a raspy voice heard behind him. “Wai….ting….”
—---------(SkekMal, earlier)---------------------------------------------------------
“Are you insane?!” SkekMal marched around in the armor. It felt weird having a living creature being his armor. True, he did carry a “life charm” as Lazul and Frostcrystal would call it. However, he now has a crazed Djinn that could kill him and an angry Starbird at his back. “I have no time for bonding. I need to exact vengeance for my kind.”
“That’s one of the reasons why I’m here,” Magin said. She rolled her red eyes. “You’re bloodthirsty to an extent. As well as a sense of honor that I can’t help but respect.”
SkekMal snorted. “I’d admire your flattery, but would you explain why I have his words stuck in my head?” He pointed to the red Starbird. Pyruon perched on his shoulder, staring at him with a skulking expression.
“Well. You seem to have something in common.” She moved an arm to rub at her eye. “When it comes to bonding with a Starbird, they require to have something in common. Sometimes the quality of an individual brings out their capability to talk.”
SkekMal sighed. What I could possibly have anything in common with this bird? He glanced at the bird. He was only met with a cold shoulder. Fine…Be that way.
A rustle sounded on SkekMal’s left. He immediately held up his sword. He aimed it at the unknown source. His armor began to grow sharper as well. Another rustle to the south. He turned to it. Nothing there. He let out a low growl. “Did you see that?”
“See it?” Magin’s eye glowed a blood red light. “I felt a very unpleasant presence nearby. And it reeks of decaying Earth Magic.”
Suddenly, the earth rumbled. Branches from the trees stretched out. Vines and brambles burst out of the ground like angry snakes. SkekMal was barely able to dodge one of them. He could see Pyruon flying close by. He could feel a string of curses that matched the mood he was in.
Suddenly, a bellow vibrated out. A familiar Forest Saurio came rushing at them. The ground vibrated with every step. All the creatures of Thra scattered to get out of the way. Several small figures fell off her back. Including a small white shape.
“Ghost!” SkekMal ran forward. He dodged the leg with a small window of time. He leaped onto a trunk. It collapsed the moment he leapt off. He swung his sword, cutting down the brush that came at him. He loomed over Ghost.
The White Gelfling had landed on the roots of one of the elder trees. Her head seemed to leak out some blood but most of the injuries were minor thanks to Lazul’s arms and the silver-white cloak wrapped around her. To his relief, she was still breathing. He lowered his blade. His claws on his shoulder. “Ghost! Ghost!”
—-------------(Ghost)---------------------------------------------------------------------
Ghost’s world spun for a bit. She had little time to regain her balance so she fell straight to the earth. Something both soft and firm wrapped around her. A harsh voice filled with concern dragged her back into existence.
Her vision blurred for a moment. Then, it focused on a face she’s never seen before. A pair of green eyes stared at her. Alert and concern. “Wha-huh? Who are you?”
SkekMal gave an annoyed growl. “Snap out of it! We have no time to lie about.”
Ghost’s eyes snapped open as recognition entered her. “SkekMal.” She clutched her head as a sharp pain went into her mind. “Oh! That was a terrible mistake.” She felt the earth rumble around her. Ghost saw a tree branch lunge toward her. She was barely able to get away if SkekMal hadn’t helped her.
Ghost couldn’t help but be surprised at what he was wearing. Dark, spiky armor with a red jewel sitting in the center of his helmet. She looked up at him. However, a slight shift in his arms made her realize that this is the second time that he’s held her. She tried her best to fight back her blushing. “Where did you get that armor? It’s not like you to grab anything from the house.”
SkekMal jumped over a log. His eyes were focused on the path that had yet to be destroyed by plants. “There’s no time for questions. Right now we need to find cover.” He continued slashing against the attacking plants.
Suddenly, the red orb moved. Ghost soon realized it was a red eye. The metal on the armor rippled, spikes almost ready to pierce her. It seemed that one arm was starting to become visible. It’s the Black Briar! She tried her best not to squirm in fear as she saw it stare down at her.
“Oooooo! So this is the Gelfling you have a crush on?! She’s absolutely adorable!”
Ghost felt her world jolt for a moment just as SkekMal landed hard into a ravine. Her face smacked into his with a jarring crack. She grunted in pain. Her hand covered her nose as blood began to seep out. “Thra!” She cursed. Ghost looked up and realized that her face was so close to the mask, she could see a pair of green eyes looking right back at her.
“You’re bleeding,” SkekMal said. His voice was still gruff but it betrayed a sense of tenderness she’s never seen before. He set her down onto the ground. A piece of his armor melted away to let some of the fabric from his robe hang out. He took one of his blade and cut it. He handed it to Ghost.
Ghost took it. The cloth smelled of sweat and earth, but it was better than smelling rot. She pressed it tenderly on her nose. She flinched from the pain but it was only temporary. Ghost watched as SkekMal shouted at the Black Briar. Her eyes took in every curve of the plating. The spikes that jutted out along the limbs. His tail whistled with every movement. Even the helmet made him look regal. Far more regal than the Emperor himself. Her cheeks glowed once more.
Lazul crawled up from his usual spot and was now on top of Ghost’s head. He watched for a moment. His expression was still unreadable. Then, he spoke. “Ah. Black Briar…I see that you’ve finally acquired a partner.”
Maglin turned her red eye towards Lazul. It sparkled for a moment. Then, the rest of the armor rippled as if the illusion was wearing off. “Blue Mist!! I was wondering where you’ve vanished!”
Lazul showed no reaction to her. One of his arms held the cloth to Ghost’s nose. “I go by another name now. It’s Lazul.”
Maglin was twisting around, blocking SkekMal’s view. “Me too! Me too!” She pointed to the red Starbird that had now grown to be the same height as SkekMal. “Pyruon gave me the name Maglin. I love it so much!”
SkekMal pushed Maglin up in the original position. His lip pulled up into a snarl. “Could you both please stop?! I have a good mind in slicing you in two if not for this!” He pointed at the plants. He straightened at the sight before him. “Oh…This can’t be good.”
Ghost followed his gaze. A thick curtain of green and brown stood before her. Light was barely able to leak out of the canopy. Branches of trees twisted into massive knots. Debris was scattered along the forest floor. A heavy silence filled the sky. Even Treesong’s roars have stopped. The entire woods had turned into a twilight hour.
Ghost formed a fist in her hand. Her breathing began to hitch. Crawling panic reached her core. She recalled SkekSo, SkekVar and Spark running away. Some of the others had fallen off. Treesong was still in a panicked daze. The Forest Saurio could crush the others. These thoughts made her breathing hard. Her heart thundered. The entire world around her blurred. She tried to take a step but she felt something pull her down into a seating position.
“Calm down.” SkekMal’s fierce but firm voice entered her ears. The warmth of his breath felt against her skin. Even though the blood was clogging her broken nose, she was able to smell a nice blend of an earthy musk with rain coming off of The Hunter. The armor pressed through her clothing, a pressure that assured her more than harm.
Ghost soon felt her anxiety vanish. Her vision returned to normal. Her hands were shaking as she looked down. “Not again…” She mumbled under her breath. She slowly looked at SkekMal. An apologetic expression on her face. “I wish you didn’t see that.”
SkekMal merely shrugged. “I’ve seen worse. Chamberlain and Collector were the biggest whiners of the bunch.” He gave a dark chuckle at the memory. Upon seeing Ghost’s expression, he cleared his throat. “Right now, we need to find somewhere safe at the moment.”
At the mention of the name, Ghost stared into the wall of thorns before them. She took a deep breath. “I saw him fall off…I hope he’s not injured.” She slowly got up. Her legs were a bit more firm than last time. She felt the pelt wiggle. Soon, the eyeless head appeared on her shoulder. Ghost gave a sad smile. Her head nestled into it. She noticed something and pointed to it. “That seems like an ideal place to start.”
SkekMal lowered himself down. His armor rippled slightly as they made the spikes part to allow Ghost to climb on. Maglin couldn’t help but beam as she watched Ghost get on top. It didn’t take long for SkekMal to jump from one place to the next.
Ghost felt the air rush around her as the two went further up in the trees. A few branches smacked her nose, however the sensation felt numb at that point. Leaves got stuck in her hair. The light grew brighter as they went up. Finally, she soon came across sunlight. The view before her was a true nightmare. More branches twisted outward like wooden spears. Thorns scattered around. She let out a silent prayer to Thra in hopes that everyone would be ok.

Chapter Text

“What was that for?!” Shield let out an angry hiss at Drum. He was amazed to be able to stand despite having to twist all the plants and thorns throughout the entire forest and creating a thick bed of moss for Mother Aughra, Drum and himself. The weight was ready to give at any moment. He glared at the shaking Flowerweaver before him.
Drum held up his paws. “Look!” He shifted his claws slightly to reveal a beating green gem. The light being brighter than ever before. “Friend. Friend is close.”
At that response, Shield stared at him. His anger fizzled to confusion. “I’m sorry…What?”
“These stones are hearts, right?” Drum stared at his prize sadly. “That’s what Lazul and Frostcrystal said. I can’t explain it, but I do think it’s the one friend I had. Miss Deet told me all about friends.”
Mother Aughra grunted as she got up. She patted down her dress. She took the time to look at her arm. The bandages were still intact. “Doesn’t change the fact that you did something so foolish.” She looked around. “Now we’re lost.”
Drum sniffed. “I’m sorry…” He felt something wet on his snout. He gingerly wiped it away from his claws.
Mother Aughra sighed. She hobbled over to Drum. Her gnarled hand patted his back. “Now now. Don’t get too upset. We’re still in one piece but we have a long way to go.”
Drum took a breath. “Can’t you or Shield talk to the plants?”
Mother Aughra and Shield exchanged looks. Both creatures of Thra were almost thinking the same thing.
“Want to give it a try?” Shield asked.
Mother Aughra nodded. “Best try than never at all.”
Shield lifted his foreleg to Mother Aughra. His smooth shell was soon met by a rough hand. He allowed his mind to drift. He tried to remember some of the things Frostcrystal had told them. Shield soon found himself surrounded by strange mumblings. Words so incoherent, he wasn’t sure that they speak the tongue of Thra or the tongue of another planet. He pushed his will into the plants.
He nearly jumped as an image popped before him. A ravine, no doubt south of where they are. Bushes and vines lined the water like thick curtains. Water churning the leaves that fell in. Then, a strange body of white appeared by the stream. However, it wasn’t Ghost. The legs were long and spindly. It had three body segments covered in silver diamonds. The short neck stared at the reflection with magnificent blue eyes.
“Hello?” Shield cursed inwardly the moment those words slipped out of his mouth.
He felt eyes on him. A chattering noise filled the air. Shrill and defiant. It began to move in his direction. He shivered as cold air suddenly touched him. The smooth surface could easily be mistaken for glass or ice. All eight eyes glared at him. Shield wanted to turn away but they were beyond beautiful.
To his shock, Shield was pulled away from the image. Then, he found himself being tossed around. He tried to ask for directions. However, they were all shouting at once. He could barely hear his own words.
“Enough!” Mother Aughra’s voice cut through the noise. Everything went silent around her. All attention turned towards the ancient figure of Thra. Her hands to her hips. “Now then. Tell us where we are and where the others might be.”
Soft murmurs were heard. Each one giving an image of where everyone is and doing. Ghost and SkekMal were to the east from their location. North for Treesong. West for Skeklach and his strange company while the Emperor, Frostcrystal, Spark and SkekVar were to the south. A large rustling was heard as both Mother Aughra and Shield ended their connection with the plants.
“D-did you see what I saw?” Shield asked. For some reason his whole body shook. Not out of fear, but pure excitement.
Mother Aughra eyed him up and down. “A bit jumpy aren’t we? Never seen a creature that resembled an Arathim. Quite a pretty one at that?” She laughed as he squirmed.
Drum tilted his head. “What did you find?”
Mother Aughra cleared her throat. “We’ve found the others. A bit scattered but there is a deep ravine we can gather around. There aren’t many plants there. It should give us a chance to plan.”
Drum’s head tilt remained the same. However, Peepers followed his lead. “What about the pretty one?”
Shield clacked his mandibles together. “W-well…She’s white as snow. Her eyes are pale blue….Sh-she had eight legs. Sil-” He was cut short by Mother Aughra’s hand placed on his mouth.
Mother Aughra gave him a seething look. “No time to act like a love sick Podling. We best get out of here before unwanted company is upon us.”
—-----------(SkekVar and Spark)---------------------------------------
“Ouch!” SkekVar waggled his hand as another thorn cut into his skin. He put a finger in his mouth. How he hated the taste of his own blood. He stared at the wall of thorns before him. The General was amazed that he was able to get away from the mad plants with Spark’s help. Even now, patches of the forest floor had a few dead creatures. He didn’t mind but he’d be upset if Ghost saw this. “There’s got to be a better way to find the others. More importantly, clear a path for us.”
Spark only stared at the ground. Her eyes never take off the dead creatures. She slowly approached one.Kneeling, she took in a sad sight. A bird with wings outstretched. Its neck tilted in an angle, indicating that it was broken. Her claws touched the feathers. No heat came into her claws. She soon began to sniff. Eyes brimmed with tears.
SkekVar turned back to her. He noticed that she’s starting to fill in more. Her scrawny frame had a little more meat to the bones. Her fur was brighter than he last saw her. However, his heart sank at the tears streaming down her face. He sighed. Better shut her up or we’ll get nowhere. He walked toward her.
He knelt beside her. “Now…Don’t be like that. We still need to find the others. They’re safe.” SkekVar took in Sparks’ gaze. He could feel her sorrow and…shame? Is she experiencing shame for the first time. “What’s gotten into you?”
Spark was a little reluctant to answer. Then, she touched her throat. She tried to say a word. Not a single sound came out. Her ears lowered as she looked away in shame. She pointed to the plants.
SkekVar could only give a blank stare. His mind was trying to understand. His confusion turned into annoyance as she continued repeating the same gesture. He dug his claws into the ground. A growl rose in his throat.
Spark huffed. She began to claw an open patch of ground. The earth ripped open with ease. Her fur began to glow brighter. Her muted rage reflects that of a childling. Then, a fire appeared before her.
“Whoah!” SkekVar smacked at the flames. He went at it until they died down. He turned to her. A wicked snarl on his face. Arm raised. “You stupid fool! Did you see what you almost-”
Spark curled up. Her sobs only grew louder. The glow began to fade. Her eyes focused on SkekVar. Claws clamped over her head.
SkekVar stopped. He turned his attention to the scorched ground. The claw marks are still etched into the earth. He went over them. SkekVar nearly jumped as he could still feel the heat. He remembered how it only lit moments ago when she was upset. Then, he recalled how Ghost was melting things when she got angry over the bit they were going to use on Treesong.
“You…got upset.” For the first time, SkekVar spoke to Spark in a quiet voice. “You were upset that you had no voice.”
Spark’s sobs died to sniffles. She slowly got up from her spot. She nodded in a way that Deet taught her.
SkekVar sighed. “Great…Now thanks to me, I’ve just made things worse.” He snorted. “Look…you lost your voice a long time ago right? You wouldn’t be able to warn me sooner. Those plants were planned far before anyone saw anything.” A rustle made the two jump. He scanned the air. He even sniffed.
A sickly sweet smell reached his nose. Every fiber of his being pulled to the direction to the source. A sense of longing. He took a step. His mind slowly turning blank. Then, something solid him. Soft. Warm. His claws brushed upon it. SkekVar blinked for a moment. Then, he looked down to see Spark looking up at him. Her body pressed up against his.
Spark shook her head. Her fur raised slightly. Then, she turned to the direction of the smell. She let out a muteless hiss. Ears flat.
The General’s heart nearly jumped as he saw spikes jut out of the thick vines that tangled into a dangerous wall. He could’ve sworn that he saw a pair of eyes staring at them. SkekVar couldn’t help but be impressed. Even though she couldn’t talk, she was able to detect danger in the scent. He could feel a sense of strength inside her arms. Maybe there might be more to her. Just like Ghost. SkekVar took her claws and pressed them against his beak.
Spark looked at him in confusion. Then, she mimicked his movement by pressing her face against those thick set claws.
Upon realizing what he was doing, he gulped. His muscles tensed as he made sure he didn’t push her away too hard. Heat crawled into his cheeks. “L-let’s go find the others.”
—-------------(SkekSo)-----------------------------------------------------------
SkekSo grimaced at his tattered black robes. The plants tore away at him as he was trying to get away. He was almost crushed by a tree. Now here he is, walking aimlessly through the night.
“SkekVar! Ghost! SkekMal!” His voice echoed through the trees. The Emperor’s only response was the sound of birds fluttering out of the trees.
He let out a frustrated growl. His eyes may be old but they could see certain things in the darkness. SkekSo hit something that made him trip. He landed on the ground with a thud. SkekSo gasped in pain as he felt his ice covered beak chip in several places. Blood trickled out of the broken area.
“Gah!” Each word came out raspy as he spoke. “Just my luck!” He tenderly touched his face. The pain grew worse.
A soft moan sounded beneath him. He moved away to see Frostcrystal on the ground. Her body sprawled out amongst the leaves. Blood seeped out of her head, but her breathing remained. She twitched and let out a low whimper.
SkekSo tilted his head. He tsked. “How pathetic…To think she’s such a threat.” His eyes wandered up and down her form. However, she is pretty to look at. He leaned forward. His claws gently cupped her face.
For some reason, he found it a bit strange that he would do such a gesture. He thought back to what Frostcrystal said at the front of the house. Her breaking in the voice. Her fragility expressed in her movements. While he couldn’t relate to having a mother and other sentimental nonsense…he knows what it’s like to feel…lost…
Without warning, Frostcrystal’s eyes snapped open. Her gaze landed on SkekSo. She snarled. She got up and pinned the emperor down. Ears pinned back. Claws digging into his shoulder. She growled low. “What are you doing?”
“Getting pain in every direction,” SkekSo answered. He hoped that she wouldn’t see him in this state.
Frostcrystal sniffed him. Her growls faded to a low rumble. Ears relaxed. Lip lowered down. She slowly lifted him up into a sitting position.
Skekso grunted. “Honestly…I know you have a vendetta against royals but would it kill you-” He stopped as two warm claws held his head. He shivered with shame as he felt her eyes staring down at him. Yet at the same time, he wants to be stuck in their reflection forever.
“You’re injured,” She said. She gently touched his face. Frostcrystal rotated his head. “Can you still breathe?”
SkekSo tried to nod, but pain spread to the base of his beak to the tip. He let out a hiss.
Frostcrystal put her claws on the chunk of ice that was ready to fall off. Her paws glowed a blue light. Before long, the ice reformed. The shape was thicker than ever.
SkekSo shivered. “Still harsh.” He cringed as he spoke. His voice sounded more nasally than normal. “Could you at least clean the wound first?”
Frostcrystal shook her head. “I’m afraid I don’t have anything with me that would help with the infection. Besides-” She pointed to the churned up earth. “The ground is to messed up to find any herbs.” She got onto her feet. Frostcrystal wobbled for a moment.
Without thinking, SkekSo reached out to her. His claws catching her fur. “You’re injured as well. Do you really think you could move?” He gasped in a shock as he was placed on top of Frostcrystal’s shoulders.
She moved her head slightly. The Canimoon’s eyes glowed with defiance. “I’ve taken worse beatings.”
—-------------------(SkekLach)--------------------------------------------
SkekLach stared at the creature before him. He nearly dropped the shell out of sheer shock.
The creature before him was just as large in real life as well as the dream. Powerful claws that could rip the ground apart. The black, oily skin made it hard to see but The Collector swore that he saw what was a mixture of fur and scales. A long, sticky tongue laid on the ground. Purple eyes stared at him.
SkekLach’s mouth went dry. He bit his lip, fighting his urge to scream. He took a breath. “Wh-what do you want?”
The creature tilted his head. “Truuuuuuth…” It uttered. Its tongue snatched the shell right out of The Collector’s hands.
SkekLach gasped. Like a Childling, he jumped out and reached out. The item was just out of his reach. “Hey! Give it back!” He chased after it. He head throbbed with each step, but the urge to get the shell back only grew stronger. If it was changed to a different direction, he would go after it.
The creature tilted its head. “What…doing? Just shell?”
SkekLach snarled at the creature. All the fear he had earlier vanished like a wisp of smoke. “What do you know…You giant…thing!” His mind went back to his time with Ghost. Her smile. Her laughter. The blowing of the shells. His heart twisted. “It was a gift! A gift from…someone who cared about me..”
The creature regarded him. “Like back?”
“Huh?” SkekLach blinked.
“You care back? Someone?”
SkekLach thought for a moment. The throbbing in his head began to dull to a small ache. He bit his lip. He never cared much about anything else aside from Scrollkeeper. However, the mere thought of Ghost being hurt. Crying. Only made his large gut twist in so many ways. Guilt wracked on him as he thought of the devastation she had upon learning the dark secrets of the Skeksis. How he didn’t defend her against SkekSil sooner. “Yes”, he answered. His voice cracked with the answer.
“Yes I do. N-normally, I’d think of Gelflings as weak and useless.” He shook his head. Tears threatening to leak out. “But not her. She-” He let out a soft sob. “She’s resilient. Even when it gets annoying. Enough wit that gets SkekSil hopping mad.” The Collector laughed at that. “She takes on the most disgusting tasks. Not even complaining about my stinky robes.”
A soft rustling was heard behind him. He was about to yell when something throbbed in his stomach. He clutched it, his claws ready to tear away at his scaled flesh. His breathing began to labor.
“Cloud!” Ghost’s voice was heard behind him. Footsteps running over to him.
SkekLach shifted his body. His arm instinctively raised up in front of Ghost. Her warm body made an impact. “St-stay back!” His throat ached. As if there was something inside of him that wanted to get out.
“Collector, don’t be foolish!” SkekMal’s harsh voice reached his ear.
“N-no!” SkekLach breathed. “I…I don’t think…he wants to hurt me…” He turned to face Ghost. “I’m…sorry…”
Ghost stared at the Skeksis in shock. In the fading light, her eyes were shown bright against them. Twinkling with the same light he’s grown to love over the years.
SkekLach slowly got up. His throat constricted. “Give back that shell now!” He raised his claws. He snarled. “That shell is her gift to me. She cared about me so it’s IMPORTANT.” He charged with all his might. Then, his stomach turned harder. He stumbled. Coughing fits exploded in his mouth. A solid object made its way to his throat.
The creature lifted his head. It took an eager step. The creature raised his scales at the sight of Ghost flashing her dagger. He lowered his tongue and set the shell down in front of SkekLach.
SkekLach continued coughing. His claws dug deep into the ground. Then, with one final hack, another key popped out of his mouth. He took a few gulps of air as he stared at the object of interest. It was a strange green color. It closely resembled the creature that stood still. He looked up at the black mass with determined eyes. He picked it up slowly.
“You….searching for this?” SkekLach held up the key. He smiled with amusement upon seeing the creature shuffled its feet like an excited Fizzgig. “Fetch!” He threw the key with all his might. He turned to Ghost the moment the creature went after it. “Run!”
He picked up the shell. Ghost and SkekMal ran in front of him. His head was throbbing worse than ever. He tried to clutch his head but the mere idea of the shell breaking made him want to hold on even tighter. He ran until someone snatched his arm and pulled him to the side. A hand clamped over his mouth.
“Shhhhh!” SkekMal hissed. His body arched in an angle as he pressed against a tree hollow. Ghost close to his arm. Pyruon scrunched up on his shoulder.
Above the group, heavy breathing resounded above them. Claws poked through the wood. It wasn’t deep enough to break through. The long tongue glistened despite the growing darkness. A pulsing purple rope with a key dangling from his mouth. Sniffing sounded.
Everyone silently went back further into the hollow. Ghost held onto SkekMal’s arm. Her breath froze in place. Lazul tried to bury her anxiety. She closed her eyes shut. A silent prayer to Thra for activating her power once more. Please…Please give me a vision…
After what seemed like an eternity…The tongue with the key vanished. Footsteps faded as it continued to move away from them. A second longer and they were met with silence.
SkekMal turned to Ghost. “Ghost! Ghost! Open your eyes.” He gently shook her before removing her grip. Once she did, he held up her chin. “I’m going to go look.”
Ghost took a deep shuddering breath. Tears leaked out of her eyes. “Ok…”
SkekMal slithered past SkekLach. He leaped over to the top of the tree. His steps thundered above them.
SkekLach turned to Ghost. His claws were still holding the shell. He tilted his head at her. Upon seeing her tears, his heart sank. “Ghost? What happened? Are the others ok? Any visions?”
Ghost shook her head. “I…I tried…nothing…my stupid visions won’t come.” She sniffed. She wiped her tears away with her sleeve. “I…I wish I could just activate them at will but I can’t! Even now I was too late to protect you from that thing! Let alone the attack from earlier.”
SkekLach shook his head. He’s seen this attitude a few times. He knelt down. “Come on, Sunshine. Stop with the gloomy act. I’m supposed to have that job.”
Ghost chuckled. “For someone who’s always so gloomy, you always knew how to cheer me up.” She looked at the shell. Her eyes widened as she saw drops of blood on it. She followed the direction to see that his head was bleeding. She grabbed a hem of her pants when Lazul stopped her.
“Allow me, mistress.” He unwrapped his arms around Ghost’s body. He leaped into the air. Then, wrapped around SkekLach’s head. Covering the source of the bleeding.
SkekLach squawked in alarm. “What are you doing?” He shifted his arm so the shell could be cradled. He grabbed one of the arms when he felt a strange cooling sensation. His head throbbing less.
Ghost walked up to SkekLach. Her hands raised up. She smiled as SkekLach lowered himself down for her to have a look. She brushed Lazul’s arm away. The wound looked a bit shallow. However, the rings indicated that it hit several places in the skull that could’ve killed him. At least he’s safe, she thought. “I’m…kinda glad that you’ve kept the shell. I thought…”
SkekLach knelt down. He had to adjust his head to keep from falling. “Well…After what happened with Arathim, I wanted to smash this thing into pieces. But…” He handed the shell to her. “I didn’t want to do that to the person that cared for me. No matter how horrible I was. Even with your own illness you still took the time to care for me.” He looked away guiltily. “Aaaaaand it helps soothe my sinuses. Kind of like what Lazul is doing now.”
The duo laughed at this. The tension slowly breaks away despite the growing darkness. As they finished, SkekMal soon appeared before them.
The Hunter had a tired expression on his face. However, he seemed relieved that Ghost is doing a little better. “Alright. You can come out now.” He raised a brow at Lazul. “What are you doing?”
“I’m merely repairing the skin where Cloud was injured,” Lazul answered. His voice is matter-of-fact. He jumped off of SkekLach’s face. His wrapped strapped onto Ghost’s back once more.
Magelin’s eye appeared. A questionable admiration sparked in her gaze. “That’s a first. I’ve never known you to have healing abilities.”
“Perhaps because no one allowed him to explore that power,” Ghost answered.
SkekMal looked up at the sky for a moment. Then, he turned to the others. “We better get moving.” He waved them over. His body is almost a frightening silhouette in the fading light.
Ghost and SkekLach crawled out of their hiding place. Sounds of night creatures raised in the air. The plants weren’t moving the slightest inch. However, there was no sign of Treesong. The two glanced around their dark surroundings. No sign of a path anywhere in sight.
“Now what?” SkekLach asked.
Ghost raised a hand. “Let me try my power again.” Ghost shut her eyes tight. Her mind twisting inside of her. Then, she felt a hand on her shoulder. SkekLach gave her a stern look.
“Don’t!” The Collector’s voice took on a stern tone that Ghost’s has never heard of before. “Don’t force it. You’ll only hurt yourself and us if you try.”
“But I can’t just sit here!” Ghost protested. Both SkekMal’s and SkekLach’s claws were lightly placed on her shoulders.
SkekMal was the first to speak. “Don’t get so headstrong now. Think how you were able to avoid me all this time.” His voice held a sense of tenderness that even surprised SkekLach.
“Give your power time,” SkekLach said. He heaved a sigh. He wanted to say more about her power but he knew it would only bring her more dismay than necessary.
Ghost took a deep breath. “Ok.” She craned her neck to Lazul. “Lazul, can you try locating the others? If you can sense my emotions, maybe you can find the others.”
Lazul was silent for a moment. Then, he unlatched two of his arms. They extended out and slithered a few feet away. Plant life rustled in his touch. After what seemed an eternity, they snapped back to Ghost’s back.
“Well?” SkekLach asked.
Lazul shifted slightly. A tremble betrayed his emotionless voice. “Treesong is only a few steps south. However, we should be careful going in that direction.”
SkekMal gave an annoyed growl. “Let me guess. There’s an enemy nearby?”
Lazul shut his eye. “Yes. I…recognize it.”
Ghost’s own hearts dropped. “It was one that you took. Didn’t you?”
—-----------(SkekTek and Orchid)---------------------------
SkekTek looked at the sprawling forest below. He grimaced at the gnarled greenery. The wind whipped around him as Nova tilted her body forty degrees. It’s almost impossible to find anything down there, he thought. His concern for Ghost grew bigger as the night sky loomed over them.
“See anything?” Orchid asked. Her arms wrapped around SkekTek’s waist. Her eyes peered over Nova’s wing. She nearly slid off.
“Careful.” SkekTek managed to grab the small of her back. Even though his limbs were artificial, the heat crawled along his scales.
Orchid shivered. Her own wings pressed against her body. “Sorry…I’m still not used to being so big.”
SkekTek gulped. “Th-that’s alright. Not used to it either.”
The two were silent as they continued riding the wind. The three moons were high above them. The stars twinkled like diamonds. Below, the forest looked menacing to say the least.
Nova let out a few whistles. Then, she dove a bit lower.
“She’s found a clearing,” SkekTek explained. He instinctively leaned back. His hunched form pressed against the hard shell. He felt his throat tighten. What is wrong with me?
The clearing in question had several trees toppled down. Smells of vegetation ranged from crushed flowers to decay. Soil was churned up in a few places. Roots exposed before them. Thankfully it was large enough to allow Nova to make a graceful landing without the worry of having her wings caught.
Once Nova landed, she spread out her four wings. Her body lowered enough that it touched the ground. Orchid leaped off in one swift movement. She turned to watch SkekTek struggle for a moment before he was able to slide down the wing. He landed on his claws and knees.
Orchid tilted her head. She held out her hand. “Are you ok?”
SkekTek looked up. The heat crawling under his scales got worse the moment his eyes laid on her shell. The pink took on a mauve coloring in the light of the moons. He gulped. “Yes…Just hard to function without the crystal’s power.”
Orchid tilted her head. Then she remembered what Lazul had said. She watched as he raised his claws. Her heart leaped as he took her hand. She pulled him up onto his feet.
SkekTek patted down the soil off of his robes. He looked in dissatisfaction at the cloth. They really were covered in mud. How he wished he could go back to the castle to change. Hot water called out to him from a far distance.
“So…” Orchid’s voice broke his train of thought. “What do we do next?”
SkekTek heaved a sigh. “Well…I would say we attack the source of the one who created this!” He gestured to several gnarled vines that were choking a large tree. “However, due what we’ve seen from above…the chances are slim at best.”
The trio heaved a massive sigh. The sounds of the forest were slowly coming back, but it didn’t ease the fear. Instead, it only made it worse. Every rustle made them turn their heads.
Nova shrunk down. Her talons gently clasped Orchid’s shoulders. Another set of rustling started once more.
“M-Maybe we could find better luck in the daytime?” Orchid found herself shivering with fear. Staring into that darkness may not be a problem. However, the mere idea of the monsters lurking there unnerves her.
SkekTek shook his head. “No. If we don’t find some way to locate the threat, we won’t survive long.”
Rustling grew louder than before. This time, it was to the west. Heavy breathing and grunting were soon followed. A few branches fell away. Snapping twigs spread in the air.
Orchid grew tense. Nova clacking beside her. I hope Treesong is still alive when we find her.
—----------(Rian)------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Rian was tired at this point. He was bickering with the Skeksis that hadn’t fallen off a frightened Treesong. He knew the situation was grim. The ground was torn up. Trees were twisted up to the point there was no recognition. Resources were either smashed or missing. Broken objects littered the floor. Mother Aughra is missing. They needed a plan. One that everyone would agree on.
“I’d say we cut these branches away while the enemy is weakened!” SkekOk snarled. A few of his spectacles were missing. Some had their lens cracked. He had a crazed look ever since the Collector fell off.
All Maudra Mayrin tried her best to have a calm expression on her face. However, the corners of her mouth twitched in suppressed rage. Not that Rian blames her. “We need to find the other. Mother Aughra especially. Her connection to the plants in Thra are the only way to face off with this blight.”
SkekOk growled. “But there are miles of tangled plant life!” He pointed to The All-Maudra’s wings. “Your wings would barely squeeze through that mess!”
Kylan stepped in. His arms raised as if he was ready to push the two parties away. “Let’s think about this for a moment. Right now, it’s too dark for anyone to see without a lantern at the moment. The others already show good skills at taking care of themselves.”
SkekZok shook his head. “We still don’t know what creature did that. SkekMal is a great fighter, but we’ve been around these…” He turned to look at Amein. The purple Djinn was under great distress. The eye poked out of the wall. Several times. “Things.”
Amein glared at him. He shifted out of the wall. He landed onto the floor with a thud. One of the Grunaks saw this and quickly picked him up. In a matter of minutes, he was back in a pot of water.
Hup walked over to Amein. “Djinn ok?”
Amein slowly crawled. “I’d be fine when we find Frostcrystal. As for the plants, I have a pretty good idea what caused it.”
Rian tilted his head. “What is it?”
“It’s most likely the work of a Plant Walker,” Amein answered.
Deet perked at the name. “I remember Razz mentioning them earlier.” She looked at Brea. “Didn’t we read about them earlier?”
Brea nodded. “Yes. They’re a creature made entirely out of plant material. The males would have branches while females had flowers.”
“Like…w-wings?”
Everyone turned their attention to the source of the voice. The Grunak shrunk behind Cerebrite. The Earth Croaker adjusted his glasses. “G-girl Gelfings ha’ wings. Boys no wings.”
Brea’s eyes widened. “Yes…That’s exactly like that.”
SkekOk tilted his head. “Most impressive. You certainly picked up fast for someone so…” A glare from Brea and her Starbird, Merlin, were enough to stop his sentence. “How were you able to talk?”
Cerebrite gulped. “I watch. Watch you read. Then, d-do them.” He fiddled with his glasses. The Grunaks nervously moved in front, afraid of what the Skeksis might say to him.
“Splendid!” SkekOk grinned. “Perhaps I’ll teach you-”
“We!” Brea corrected. “We teach him. However, we need to find the Plantwalker before they find us.”
Gurjin raised a hand. “Uh…How do we even locate one? They probably blend in with the foliage around here.”
Amein wiggled his top arm from side to side. His own indication of shaking a head. “No. Actually, they should have a strong scent that Skeksis can pick up on. However, it should be handled with caution.”
Rian rolled his eyes. Of course there’s a catch.
Tavra heaved a heavy sigh. “Let me guess. There’s poison in the smell.”
Amein shook his head. “No. Depending on the gender of the species, a Plantwalker can have a different effect on their scent. Females are said to have a sweet scent that can lure males from other clans into their grasp and hold them captive. For Males, it causes dizziness or paralysis depending if the male is an alpha.”
SkekZok sighed. “How charming…”
SkekOk marched over to the front door. Before he could even touch the knob the door vanished. He jumped back with a squawk.
Amein was already breathing heavily. His eye half-lidded. “And…where…do…you think you’re going?”
SkekOk stamped his foot. “Well I can’t stand around here and do nothing.”
SkekZok groaned. He rubbed his temples. “Not without a plan and it’s already dark out.”
Razz, who was quite for the most part perched on a chair. He was preening his feathers. However, his eyes had a glazed look as if the entire conversation bored him. “Good opportunity to rest. Plantwalkers weak in moonlight.”
The conversation went into another round of arguments. Rian groaned. He leaned back against the wall. Beside him, Tavra also looked as tired as he was. He turned to his left to see Deet was by his side. He had to admit, Deet was very pretty for a Grotten.
Deet’s eyes grew thoughtful. “Maybe we can look through some windows. See if Ghost is close by. She’s very brightly colored after all.”
Rian thought for a moment. It was true that Ghost was the palest Gelfling he ever knew. However, he remembered that she was very good at hiding. Even clever enough to hide herself from Hunter for a while. However, if they did see her, they had to send her a signal somehow.
As if reading his mind, Tavra spoke. “Ghost needs to know it’s us. If we shout or light a fire, it might draw attention.”
Rian sighed and rubbed his temples. Then, he felt something tap his shoulder. He turned to Deet. She was pointing at something. Or someone as it turned out the moment he followed her direction.
SkekEkt looked extremely nervous. He even shrugged off SkekAyuk’s hand from his shoulder. By the looks of it, he didn’t want comfort from the Gourmand. Then, the Ornamentalist walked upstairs.
Deet began following that direction. “Come on. Let’s see if he might know a way.”
Rian reached out to stop Deet, but she was gone before he could touch her. He sighed. It seems like a better option. He was far too tired to sit in these arguments any longer. Tavra followed him.
The group followed SkekEkt to a random room. This one was filled with various instruments. Most of them seemed to be woodwinds. Note sheets were scattered along the floor. The only source of light seemed to be coming out of a lantern that held a red-orange glow. His thin silhouette a sharp needle against the large window.
Silent sobs filled the room. Mute moans followed. A rustling indicated that he was holding some paper in his hand. After some arrangement, he pulled out a woodwind. He tried to blow into it. A shrill noise. He let out a mute roar and tossed it down. Once again, he slumped down in defeat.
Deet looked at the note sheets before them. She slowly walked over to the closest one. She picked it up. Her head tilted when she was curious about it.
Rian moved close to her. His concern over what the Ornamentalist might do to her outweighs his need to keep his distance. His eyes lit up the moment he recognized those notes. It was something from a long time ago.
“I recognize this piece,” Rian said. He pointed to a stanza. “Ghost wrote this two years ago. She was struggling to find the proper harmony.”
Tavra soon joined them. Her brow raised in a questioning stare.
Deet stared at Rian. “What was it for?”
Rian sighed. “She wanted to create the best song to use for a celebration. A song to remind everyone that we’re part of Thra. No matter what walk of life or who we are.” He chuckled. “I thought it to be the strangest thing.”
Tavra nodded in acknowledgement. “Not that strange to her.” She heard more shouting. She flinched as a loud crash echoed. Followed by a baby’s cry. “We could use some unity right now.”
Deet’s ears flicked up. A smile planted across her face. “Let’s try this music!”
A squawk of complaint rose. The Gelfling looked up to see a distressed Ornamentalist leering at them. A snarl placed on his beak. Head arched. Thanks to the lack of hair, he looked like an angry vulture ready to kill.
Rian had a deep frown on his face. “You’re not the only one to worry about Ghost. If you want to get her back safely, then let us at least set up the notes the way she wanted.”
SkekEkt watched them for a moment. His eyes were clouded with thoughts. No doubt of Ghost. Then, he went over to a few instruments. He rummaged through the pile until he found what he was looking for. He went back to them and presented several objects.
Deet’s eyes lit up. She graciously took a woodwind instrument from his claws. Her fingers curled against the carving of Wind Leapers amongst the holes.
Rian raised a brow at his instrument. It looked like a strange drum with flowers painted on the side. A Flowerweaver image stretched across the top.
Tavra just simply stared at a harp that sat in SkekEkt’s claws. “You…want us to play these?”
SkekEkt gave a curt nod. Once the harp was out of his claws, he went over to a strange glass object. He picked up a rod. He tapped it. A soft whine reverberated in the air. He first pointed to Deet.
Deet watched his movements carefully. She looked at her instrument. Then, blew into the instrument. It gave a shrill cry that nearly damaged her ears. She watched again as SkekEkt showed her. She did it again but put her fingers on some of the holes. It now gave a sweet tooo sound.
Rian cringed slightly as SkekEkt pointed at him. He gave a sigh. “Well…For Ghost.” He gave it a soft pat. He whacked it a bit harder when the Ornamentalist shook his head.
Tavra plucked a string once she saw her cue. She tried a few strings until SkekEkt nodded his approval.
“What’s going on?”
Everyone turned to see Brea sticking her head out of the doorway. Hup and the Grunak by her side. On her shoulder, Merlin tilted his head.
Deet gave a smile. “We’re trying to use a song to bring Ghost back here.” She pointed to SkekEkt. “It was the Ornamentalist’s idea.”
SkekEkt looked away. His cheeks turned a bright crimson. Then, he shook himself and pointed at Brea.
Brea looked confused. She watched him for a moment. “Wait…You…want me to sing?”
SkekEkt nodded. He was about to approach her, but Hup got between them. He eyed the spoon carefully. However, this little Podling might not pose a threat to him. He reached out. He shrank back as the spoon hit his hand.
“Hup!” Deet scolded. “He’s only worried about Ghost. Like we all are. Let’s just help out.” She turned her attention to the Grunak. “You can join in too.”
The Grunak froze. Their dark eyes nervously stared at the Ornamentalist. They huddled close together. Whimpers escaped their throats.
Rian approached them. His blue eyes were filled with sincerity. “Don’t worry. I won’t let him hurt you if anything happened.” He extended a hand. “I promise.”
The Grunak looked at each other. Both were unsure what to make of it. Then, the larger of the two nodded. He took his hand.
“Oh!” Deet’s ears flicked up. “I’ve just realized. We still didn’t know your names.”
“Brami…” The smaller one said. He pointed to his friend. “This…is Moren.”
—-------------(Ghost, SkekMal and SkekLach)---------------------
“Are you doing ok?” Ghost asked. She walked by SkekLach’s side. Her eyes shifted between the Collector’s injury and the path before them. The night sounds were finally able to return. However, it was only in a soft tune that only she could hear. However, she hoped SkekLach wouldn’t have a fever from his injury like last time.
SkekLach sighed. “Nothing I couldn’t handle. At least this one doesn’t burn as much.” He cringed as he recalled the blade that almost chopped his head.
Ghost looked up at the sky. The trees still covered it. Little light leaked through. She tried to reach out for the three moons so she can use the ice. However, nothing came. Ghost tried again and again. Nothing. Just a body that was shivering uncontrollably. She soon felt something warm draped over her shoulders. Ghost gave a surprised glance at SkekMal.
SkekMal didn’t make eye contact, but his hand never left Ghost’s shoulder. “You’re not going to be helpful if you keep trying ice magic. You're actually making a charred path at least twice now.” He pointed to the path behind them.
Ghost followed the direction. Before long, the smell of charred vegetation entered her nose. “Thra!” She cursed. She rubbed her temples. “How can I even use magic if I can barely control it?!”
SkekMal gave a soft rumble. “I understand your urgency but I guess you should think of this like hunting. Patience is something I know you have but your emotions get the better of you at times.”
Before Ghost could say anything, a sound hit her ears. “Do you hear that?”
The group became silent. Heads raised to listen. Then, they heard it. A strange melody they’ve never heard before. A flute mixed with a gentle harp, singing of the winds that weave through the trees. A drum thumping proudly as if to mimic the hidden voices of rock. Horns blared out.
Ghost’s eyes began to glow. Strange flowers bloomed beneath her feet. “I know this song.” She began to move forward. Her heart felt strangely light. Wings fluttering. “Come on!”
SkekLach couldn’t help but chuckle. Ghost’s attention was easy to get at times. Even with music. Maybe it could help. At least it beats the gloomy silence. He began to pick up his pace despite the throbbing that continued.
Ghost couldn’t explain it but words were starting to slither up to her throat. She remembered how hard she tried to find the words that would fit the song. How it reflects their strength, unity and the revere for Thra. Memories of her childhood bubbled in her mind. They traveled down to her wings, a glowing light slowly appearing to them.
“My darling light…” Her voice was a whisper. Eyes glowing. “I’ve come to bring you home. All our colors may have gone…but you're still here.The rain has now vanished and the road is clear.”
As she continued to sing, flowers bloomed beneath her. The trees groaned as they began to move away. The plants slithered out of the way. The road opened before them. Light flooded above them. The moon shone bright. All creatures of Thra mimicked her melodies.
SkekMal’s eyes grew wide with wonder. His whole body shook. Ghost’s beauty was becoming more apparent. His heart thundered so loud. His nose could only smell her sweet, flowery scent. He could only rumble the words that she was sung. Each phrase made his second pair of limbs want to hold her up. Better yet, turn into wings to lift her into the sky.
“Wait…” Magln’s eye widened. Her arms shrunk and twisted as the armor melted away. “I know of this melody.”
On Ghost’s back, Lazul shifted slightly. He couldn’t explain it, but he felt light. Emotions…Ones that he couldn’t explain crawled into him. Joy…Sorrow…Relief…Then, movement was spotted in the trees.
Ghost didn’t mind the arms tensed up around her waist and chest. Her feet were starting to lift as the melody got loud. Then, another voice was added. It was that of a creature. A certain Forest Saurio. Treesong! She soon came to a spot in the forest. Moonlight spilled out to reveal Treesong laying on her stomach. The house was still attached to her back.
Ghost’s heart swelled with joy. Her words to her song belted. No ounce of danger crawling into her soul. “FOR I HAVE COME AT LAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSST!”
SkekMal felt his own heart jump to the last note. His tail twitched. Suddenly, his hunter instincts kicked. Heavy rustling coming from all sides. He quickly went to Ghost’s side. Weapon at the ready.
SkekLach hustled over to their side. He nearly fell over but managed to adjust himself before he dashed his head against a rock.
More rustling grew louder. This time it was coming in all four directions. Footsteps easily detected amongst the shouting. The front door of the house flung open as the rest of the group went to greet Ghost.
“SkekMal…” The Emperor’s voice made SkekMal almost jump. His eyes snapped to the north. “Is that you?”
The Emperor was on the back of Frostcrystal. His thin arms wrapped around her lean neck. His tail wrapped around her waist. Without his crown, he looked like a withered old man. Tired and frightened. Blood trickled out of his metal beak.
SkekMal did a quick bow. “Yes, Emperor. Are you injured?” He cursed himself for something so obvious.
“He’s fine.” Frostcrystal answered before SkekSo could. “His nose is fractured but I did apply some ice so it should be fine until I get a hold of medical supplies.”
“Bah!”
Everyone turned their attention to the east. Mother Aughra materialized out of the underbrush. She cradled her injured arm. Her expression was still grim as before. Drum and Shield lumbered behind her. Drum cradled glistening rocks in his claws. One glowing a bright green light.
“We should be more concerned about the company that grows.” Mother Aughra pointed to the Southern Portion but Ghost, SkekLach and SkekMal barely had time to react to a large thorny vine that slammed down on them.
Exploding out of the brush was a warped figure. It was about as tall as SkekEkt in his true form. A body made of strange plant material. The sickly sweet smell of flowers wafted into the air. Mouth opened in an “o”. Other vines sprouted from behind. Black, soulless eyes stared at the crew. Mostly focused on Ghost.
Screams filled the air. The front door slammed shut with only Rian, Gurjin and Naia standing outside the door. Weapons drawn. Ghost and SkekLach tried to scramble away, ducking from the vines and branches that were trying to snatch them. Treesong got to her feet. The Forest Saurio let out an angry bellow.
Drum’s small eyes lit up with recognition. Ears flickered. The stone in his claw was practically a fourth sun in his claws. “Friend!” He ran toward the creature.
Shield tried to go after him. “Drum! Wait, stop!” He had no choice but to block an incoming vine.
Drum held up the stone. “Friend! I-I don’t know if you remember but-” He raised his claws higher. Being only a few feet from the creature, he seemed to reach up to her waist. “It’s me! We played in the nursery together. Mother watched us a lot.”
The creature stopped. Eyes now focused on Drum. It tilted its head, curious of the bear. Hands twitching uncontrollably.
Drum grimaced. Then he shook his head. “I-I know you have a name. It may have been forever, but I remember it. Your father gave it to you but you wanted it to be a secret because it was forbidden.”
“What is that fool doing?” Gurjin hissed.
Rian tightened his grip. He soon notice SkekTek and Orchid were close by. They seemed to be just as concerned as he is. His insides screamed that things aren’t going to end well. “Get ready.”
The creature stood there. No sign of emotion written on its face. Then, it extended a hand.
“R-R-Rowannia! You’ve remembered me!” Drum took a few more steps. His arms extended into a hug.
A vine began to arch behind Rowannia. Then, it went straight for Drum’s heart.
“Watch out!” Orchid snatched Drum moments before the vine struck the ground. Dust and soil exploded around them. She coughed. “Are you alright?”
Drum looked up at her stunned. The stones were only an inch away from him. Pulsating. “I-I don’t understand…She held out her hand. Friends do that right? She was my friend.” Tears leaked out of his eyes.
Orchid patted his head. “It’s not your fault. She didn’t recognize you. She’s being under someone’s control.” She looked at the hearts. “I guess that’s also what happens when your heart is literally ripped out of you.”
Drum sniffed. To his horror, a warped tree branch reached out to the hearts. He quickly swiped them back before the bark could pierce them. He took a few deep breaths until his own heart stopped thundering in his chest. “Then we give it back,” he whispered.
He got up quickly. Drum ran as fast as his legs could carry him. He leaped from one spot to the next. His main focus being on Ghost.
Orchid reached out to him. “Drum no!” She leaped out of the way as a tree branch shot at her.
Ghost screamed as a vine snatched her leg. It pulled her away from SkekMal and SkekLach. Her nails feebly dug into the dirt. Wings flared out. Panic consuming her. Then, she noticed her hands glowing hot. Ghost twisted her body and grabbed the vine. It sizzled then burst into flame, earning a feral cry.
“Head to the house. Get SkekLach to safety!” Her lungs burned at those words. Almost as if a ball of fire was ready to come out. Then, she remembered what SkekMal had told her earlier. Time to become a hunter. She took a deep breath and rolled to the right.
She went into a fighting stance. Lazul shifted from her back and turned into a bow. She notched an arrow that Lazul created from the air. Ghost breathed out. The flames coiled and shifted with the shape until it was a bronze covered arrow.
SkekLach reached out, but SkekMal stopped him. His eyes locked with the Hunter’s.
“Wait.” The Hunter helped him up to his feet. “Let her do this. Get to the house.” He led him away from the fight. However, his eyes refused to leave Ghost for more than a second. He watched her stance. Intense concentration. His heart leaped as she loosed an arrow. Don’t miss.
The arrow whizzed through the air. A high pitched whine resounded. It hit the shoulder, exploding on impact. The Plantwalker let out a shriek and fell back.
SkekSo arched his neck to see as Frostcrystal hurried over to the house. “Is it dead?”
Frostcrystal brought his head down. His head against her neck. The cold beak pressed against her fur. “No, merely stunned. Keep your head down or loose it.” At least he doesn’t smell of rot. She, SkekTek and SkekMal had managed to gather along the front of the house. They all watched Ghost running up to Drum, pulling him away to the left of the disaster.
Drum struggled. A few times being able to escape but Ghost was quick to grab him again. “Let me go! I have to help! That’s what friends do!”
Ghost looked at the hearts in Drum’s claws. Hearts that were stolen just to relieve a burden. No…Just curse beings to be lifeless puppets. Ghost nodded. “You’re right. We need to fix her.” She lifted her bow. “Lazul. Reverse your heart-removal ability.”
Lazul’s pupil flexed. It was almost to mimic confusion. “Mistress. I’m afraid that can’t be possible.”
Ghost’s ears flicked back in shock. “What?! Why?” She looked back at the creature on the ground. The flames have died down but the Plantwalker was slowly getting up.
“I was told not to burden those creatures with their heart.” Lazul’s answer seemed heavy with regret. “Doing so might make her and the rest suffer.”
Ghost leaned in closer. Her eyes met his. “How do you know this? Have you tried to do so before?”
Lazul was silent. Unable to answer her question. “I…had felt sensations from them. Memories of sorrow…and loss.”
Ghost froze. She remembered her own pain. The heaviness of Mira gone. The betrayal of the Skeksis. She hated having those emotions. However, they are a part of her. They help her. How? She doesn’t know yet. Right now, she needs to focus on what matters most. She firmly gripped the hilt.
“True,” Ghost answered. “Those feelings are painful but not having them won’t be able to stop this destruction. Please.”
Lazul stared at her a moment longer. His eye then turned to the hearts. A sigh escaped. “Very well. As you command, mistress.”
Rowannia was soon in a sitting position. A faint hiss was heard. The vines and branches that had been laying limp earlier were starting to come back to life. Just as SkekVar and Spark appeared.
“What’s going on?” The General asked. His eyes took in the destruction around him. He couldn’t believe this had been happening. Then, he noticed Sparks hiss. He gawked at the Plantwalker before them. A deep scorch mark in its skin. The glazed look jostled him back to the little baby that he saw in the warped nursery. “Anyone got a plan?”
Sparks pointed to Ghost. The white Gelfling was only a few feet away from them. Colorful lights hovered next to her.
“Ghost!” SkekVar yelled.
Ghost turned her attention to SkekVar. “Hammer! We need to distract Rowannia.”
SkekVar gave a confused look. “Huh?”
Ghost pointed at the Plantwalker. “Her! We need an opening. Don’t hurt her. Just pin her down.”
SkekVar stared at the creature. It did look beat up. However, he couldn’t shake the feeling that things might go awry. Then, he noticed Spark. Ears flat. Almost ready to pounce. He swallowed his fear. “Leave it to me!”
SkekVar moved as he dared. He turned to Spark. A plan formulated in his head. He waved at Spark. Then, the moment her attention turned to him, he pointed at Rowannia’s midsection.
Sparks nodded. Her eyes were sharp. She went to the left. Her body arched low to the ground.
SkekVar went to the right. He was able to avoid vines and twigs. Seeing his target in sight, he took a quick step forward. He snatched one arm from the creature. The general felt something claw at his face. He tried to bite down on the enemy’s hand, but he was met by air. It was like that until a shriek made him turn his attention to Spark.
The Felidawn had managed to get a hold of the other arm. Her teeth sunken into the flesh. Black blood seeping out.
SkekVar whipped his back over. “Ghost! Whatever you’re going to do, do it now!”
Ghost nodded. She looked at Lazul. She lifted the Djinn into the air. A silver-blue glow radiated off of him. Then, the light touched the green heart. The green light turned to a brighter shade. It soon gave an audible sound to a heartbeat. It caught the attention of Rowannia. A large, gaping hole soon appeared on her chest.
“Go Drum!” Ghost shouted as loud as she could through the chaos. “Go!”
Drum nodded. He ran as fast as he could. His legs made their way through the debris. He charged and plunged the green stone into the crevice. It stayed there for a moment. His eyes widened as the hole grew smaller, the skin covering the heart. He hugged her. Thick arms around the body. He shut his eyes.
Rowannia screamed. Her whole body glowed. The light was almost rivaling the moons. She clawed at Drum’s back but the thick armor was hard to break.She twisted and turned. Then, the light faded along with her screams. She went limp in Drum’s arms.
SkekLach and SkekMal stared in shock. SkekMal couldn’t help but shiver. Never in his life as he encountered something like this. His eyes laid on the Djinn that shifted back into its original form. Is this what the Djinn are capable of?
A creak resounded behind them. The gourmand and SkekEkt were the first Skeksis to poke their heads out of the door. Deet and Brea followed suit.
“I-Is it over?” SkekAyuk asked. His voice was shaken.
SkekEkt let out a voiceless squawk as he saw Ghost walking up the house. He pushed Gourmand aside and hobbled over to Ghost. Before she could react, he scooped her up in his arms. His thin form embracing her.
Ghost hugged him back. Relief flooding through her. “I’m glad you’re ok too.” She allowed herself to snuggle into his arms a bit longer. Then, she was surrounded by the group. Question after question. Each one drains her.
Lazul raised his arms and pushed everyone away. Much to everyone’s surprise including his own. His eye lowered. “Apologies…I’m afraid I have been drained. As well as mistress. Best to discuss the details after rest.”
Ghost patted Lazul. A tired smile came across her face. She turned around to see Drum holding on to an unconscious Rowannia. The sun shone through the treetops. All of Thra’s creatures sing their gratitude to the end of a twisted nightmare. At least one problem was taken care of…for now.

Chapter Text

Everyone took turns cleaning up the mess around the house. Fortunately, only a few things were broken from Treesong’s running. SkekTek and Orchid managed to remove the harness from the Forest Saurio. The duo began discussing what modifications they could make to have the reins become stronger as well as making sure Amein isn’t exhausted. Drum, Grujin, Rian and Hup managed to get Rowannia up to bed. The others were attending to their injuries.
Ghost had a few scrapes on her face and legs. SkekEkt managed to take care of it before the sun turned him back into a Podling. She put a hand on his shoulder. “Thank you for playing my melody. I guess we’ve found the missing pieces after all this time. Huh?”
SkekEkt sniffed. His tired eyes glowed. He hugged her once again. Then, he bowed his head and went upstairs.
Ghost tried her best to stop her yawning. Her eyes droop. She felt Lazul slip off her back. She watched her Djinn slither into a cauldron of water along with Amein and Magln. She noticed that SkekAyuk had fallen asleep next to some dishes with a spoon in his hand. Ghost chuckled as the Gourmand began to suckle the spoon.
“Glad to see you’ve calmed down.” SkekMal’s voice tickled in her ear. He chuckled as she turned around to look at him.
Ghost stared at him for a moment. It felt strange seeing him without his mask. His white feathers graced his head. Her heart hammered as she found that he was so close to her face. His beak was sharp as his tongue. His skin had some age but not as badly as the others. Emerald eyes glowed with a warmth that Ghost would be more than happy to dive into. She gulped back her desire to kiss him. “H-h-how are you feeling?”
SkekMal rotated his shoulders. His upper arms flexed. He even rubbed his neck. “I’ve been through worse, but it’s strange having those ‘things’ on you.” He gestured to the pot where the Djinn were hiding out. Faint voices heard in the din. They seemed to be talking like weary friends.
Ghost nodded. “Yes. It’s a strange feeling when they’re on you but not really that heavy.” She thought for a moment. Maybe that’s why King Neco wanted to use them so much.
She was brought out of her thoughts by SkekMal holding her hand. She shivered as he ran his claws over her wrist.
“You seem to be in good shape,” SkekMal said. His eyes narrowed. “However, your hands seem to have some blisters. Do they feel tender?”
Ghost shook her head. However, her heart kept hammering. Her mouth felt being pulled to his beak. “I’m ok. I usually do a lot of weapon practice in my free time so my hands do get like that at times.”
SkekMal raised a brow. “Really? I thought it would overexert you.”
Ghost shook her head. “I only use light weapons like daggers or short swords. Heavier objects like hammers and halberds are too much for me.”
SkekMal couldn’t help but feel impressed by her skill and knowledge. For someone that barely left the castle she was surprisingly handy. Before he could say anything, a heavy thud was heard. Followed by a scream.
“Get her off of me!”
Ghost and SkekMal rushed into the room to find SkekSo on the floor. On top of the old Skeksis was Frostcrystal. Frostcrystal was breathing but was unmoving. Even the thrashing from SkekSo didn’t trigger a response.
“What happened?” Ghost asked. She went over to where SkekTek was hovering over the two of them.
SkekSo grunted. “This stupid fool put me down. She wanted to have a moment to look at my face.” It was a bit hard to tell but Ghost could’ve sworn that SkekSo seemed a little embarrassed by it. “The next thing I knew, she passed out on top of me.”
SkekTek lifted Frostcrystal off with the help of SkekMal. They laid her out on a different part of the floor. The Scientist looked over the Canimoon. He tapped against her skull. Dried blood caked along the brow. He huffed. He got up and went to the nearest basket that held bandages.
“She suffered a severe head injury,” SkekTek concluded. “The impact of the fall must have cracked certain parts of the skull. She’s also bleeding so a few arteries have been cut.”
“Is she going to be ok?” Deet asked. She put a blanket on Frostcrystal. Her large eyes filled with concern.
SkekTek grimaced. “Hard to say. She might be unconscious for a while. Best not to go anywhere for a while.” He looked at the mess. “For a long while.”
Mother Aughra shook her head and tsked. “A risky move, Scientist but I do agree. Been wondering about it all night yet the danger is still nearby.”
SkekMal sighed. “I’ll go have a look.” He walked only a few feet until he was stopped by Razz.
“No need,” The Bladewing said. “Just checked. Forest recovering. A few soldiers lost but nothing to worry about.”
“What about that strange ice creature?”
Everyone turned their attention to Shield. He was cuddled next to the fire. A large blanket draped over him. Little baby Galenia nestled between his forelegs. The baby cooed loudly.
“What ice creature?” SkekSo asked.
Shield shuffled slightly, careful not to hurt the baby. “Well…She’s….sorta like me but with a few extra legs, furry and so many eyes.” His eyes glowed. “Eyes like sapphires.” He received a swat from Mother Aughra.
“No time for mating.” Mother Aughra sniffed. “This is the first time I’ve seen a youngster like you get frisky.”
Shield flinched. He glared at some of the Skeksis that chuckled at his reprimand.
Ghost thought for a moment. Then, she turned to Razz. The Bladewing perched on a comfy chair. “Razz? Do you know that kind of creature that goes by that description?”
“I-Ice…crawler…”
Ghost nearly jumped at the new voice that came into the room. She glanced around the room. She knew it wasn’t the Grunack. The voice was more croaky.
“It’s…an Ice Crawler…”
To Ghost’s surprise, it was Cerebrite that spoke. The Earth Croaker held up a book. In the old pages was the creature that matched Shield’s description perfectly. This Ice Crawler did look a bit similar to Arathm. The legs were longer, covered in fur. As she got closer, she could make out spikes at the end of each leg. The eyes were indeed beautiful. Blue as her one eye.
“Ice-Ice Crawlers are common in Canimoon Territory.” Cerebrite shifted his glasses. “Like cold. Stay close to water if in other territories.”
SkekTek’s eyes grew concerned. He rubbed his chin in thought. “That can be a problem if we need to get more water.” He looked at Shield and Mother Aughra. “Where was she located?”
Shield thought for a moment. “I think she’s further north from where we are now.”
Ghost was about to go upstairs when a wave of dizziness reached her. She got a few steps before going down on her knees. Warm claws touched her back. Her eyes met with SkekMal’s. The words she wanted to say hung as her tongue grew fuzzy.
SkekMal picked her up. A purr rumbled in his chest. “You’ve done all that you can. We’re…safe for now at least.”
Ghost chuckled. “Even when you try to be comforting, your sharp tongue can’t soften your honesty.”
SkekMal only holds her closer to his chest. He ignored the shocked expressions on their faces as he went up the stairs. His steps echoing as he transcended. Behind him, Grumble and Fearless rolled after them.
SkekSo blinked. “What…just happened?”
Rian was the first to speak. “Either I’m sleep-deprived and suffering hallucinations or Hunter has fallen in love with Ghost.”
Mother Aughra sighed. “Ghost…” Her voice was barely a whisper as she uttered the next word. “Don’t fall in love…You’ll only hurt more.”
—-------------------(Later in the day)------------------------------------------------
Once some of the debris is cleaned up. Drum began to prepare some lunch from the herbs, fruit and whatever could be found to use as food in the forest. He chopped up a root-like plant before tossing it into a boiling pot.
He turned his attention to Gourmand. The Skeksis was stirring his own pot. Various aromas wafted in the air. Drum could feel his own stomach growling. He patted his stomach. He hoped the Skeksis wouldn’t laugh about his stomach.
A chirp filled the air. Drum turned his attention to see Peepers was staring up at him. The large eyes looked up at him pleadingly.
Drum chuckled. “Well. It’s good to see that someone’s feeling better.” He pulled out a strange dumpling out of a pot. “Here you go.”
The Peeper Beetle squealed with delight. It snatched its meal from Drum’s claws. In a matter of seconds, the meal was finished.
Drum laughed. He patted his little friend. Suddenly, he smelled something burning. He gasped as he saw his food was burning. Drum pulled his pot away from the fire and set it on the floor. To his relief, there were only a few burnt pieces in the meal he was making.
Gourmand waddled over to him. He licked his lips. “Ohhhh! What have you got there?” He was about to put his hand in, but Drum stopped him.
“Here.” Drum raised a dumpling in his other claw. “Try this while waiting. Besides, didn’t you and Hup warned me about eating hot food too soon?”
SkekAyuk crossed his arms. “Ghost told you, didn’t she?”
Drum nodded. “And Rian. Oh, and Gurjin…Scientist…Orchid…Shield…SkekMal…SkekEkt, kinda-”
SkekAyuk waved his arms. “Ok! Ok! Basically the whole castle told you.”
Drum shrugged. “Don’t know about that, but at least I saved this from burning.” He went back to stirring. Humming a tune.
SkekAyuk huffed. He snatched the dumpling from Drum. In an instant, it was shoved into his mouth and chewed obnoxiously. He flinched as something bitter hit his mouth. His face contorted with disgust.
Drum looked up. His eyes filled with concern. “Are you ok?” He found the nearest pot that was empty. He picked it up and handed it to the distressed Gourmand.
Gourmand spat it out in a heartbeat. “What was that?! It tasted like SkekLach’s feet on a hot day!”
Drum grimaced. “I’m sorry. Shield, Peepers and Orchid liked it. I thought you might too.”
Gourmand wiped his mouth. “What ingredients did you put in it?”
Drum listed the ingredients as he started putting the soup up on the table. He gathered a few plates. Before long, one of the Grunaks showed up with utensils. “Oh.Thanks.” He took them and set them down.
Gourmand sighed. “Well…Since you’re just getting used to cooking duty, I suppose I shouldn’t be too harsh.” He crossed his arms. “Ghost might yell at me.”
Drum chuckled. “Well, I have to admit cooking is…fun…” He tilted his head. “Still a weird word to say. Fuuuuuuunnnnnn.”
Gourmand laughed. “Apparently so. It seemed like yesterday you were chomping on a spoon trying to figure out if it was food.”
“Well. I hope the food we made might calm everyone down.” Drum yawned. “It’s been a long night.” His eyes drooped.
SkekAyuk sighed. He flinched as his stomach growled so loud. He patted his stomach. Then, he went to get the food ready.
Drum went over to the Gruneks. He handed them each a bowl of soup. “Thank you for all your help. Here.” He smiled as they took them and bowed. “You know you can always sit with us.”
The Gruneks shook their heads. Their eyes wandered over to where SkekAyuk was.
Drum followed. “Oh. Don’t worry about him and the other Skeksis. We’re all just too tired. I’m sure they can’t hurt you after helping out earlier.” He recalled how their deep bellows fitted so well with Brea’s voice.
The Gruenak looked at each other. They muttered something. Bruni touched his stomach. Then, they looked at him. “All right.” Bruni conceded. “But you sit by us.”
Drum nodded. He peered out at the living room. He smiled as everyone was going about their usual activities. Deet and Brea were observing their mysterious pelts. Orchid was weaving something while SkekTek watched with intrigue. Shield was napping by the fire with little Galenia cuddled up to him. The other Skeksis were in their own corner, talking to each other in low whispers.
“Ok everyone. Lunch!” Drum turned her attention to Deet. “Deet can you get the others upstairs? I’m sure Ghost is awake by now.”
Deet got up. “Sure. I’ll go check on your friend too.” She picked up the black pelt and draped it over her shoulders.
Rian stared at her. His eyes twinkled as if enchanted by her wearing that cloak. “What are you doing with that?”
Deet looked at him. “Well. Remember when Ghost’s pelt came to life after she found one of those stones?” She pulled something out of her pocket and held it out. It was a pure black stone. “I think this might belong to the black pelt.”
Brea, who was also observing this, leaned forward to have a better look. “Where did you get that?”
“I found it on the ground,” Deet answered. “After Drum brought Rownenia in, I saw something fall off her chest. No one noticed it in the mess so I picked it up.”
Rian ran his fingers across the surface. He shivered at the cold of the stone’s surface. “By Thra…It’s like touching ice.”
Brea furrowed her brow. She rubbed her chin. Then, she glanced at her pelt. The strange pelt was only scaly with a faint tuft of hair. It matched that art of the three sisters. I wonder… “Try placing it close to where the heart would be.”
Deet pulled the pelt off. She held the stone to the center of the pelt. In that moment, the stone glowed. Hues of dark blue and purple pulsed around it. Then, it latched onto the pelt. Deet dropped the object out of pure shock. She watched as the object writhed before her.
The pelt began to stretch. The head was formed followed by the body. A sheep-like form took place. A shark tail swinging from side to side. The head held no eyes but horns graced its head. Mouth opened to no sound.
Deet gasped. “Oh! You poor thing!” She set the little creature down on the floor. Her hand stroked the head.
Drum reeled back. “Oh my! I…I should probably make another dish!” He waved his claws. “Deet! Go tell Ghost! She might need to hear about this!” He ran back into the kitchen followed by a “sorry!”.
Deet looked at the creature. Small and helpless. At least Brea’s theory is true, she thought. It’s like the same thing but the body is more apparent. Maybe…they’re separated differently? She turned to Rian. “Rian, can you watch this little one for me?”
Rian stared at the strange thing. Its eyeless head moved from one direction to the other. Well…at least this thing has legs, he thought. “Sure.”
Deet leaned forward. “I’ll come back later, little one. Just stay with Rian ok?” She gave it one more pat on the head and went.
Deet went over to the library. There, she saw Cerebrite concentrated on a book that he was holding in his claws. Next to him was SkekOk. She marveled as Cerebrite uttered several words.
“T-Thra…is…home…to G-g-g-”
“To Gelfling.” SkekOk spoke the words in a slow breathe. However, Deet could hear some of the irritation in his voice. Deet figured it was just a long night of sleep.
“Gelfling,” Cerebrite repeated. His voice began to grow more excited as he said the next several words. “There are seven different tribes!”
SkekOk nodded. He even clapped. “Very good, Cerebrite. You really had improved since the last book you picked up.” He yawned. “I do hope lunch is done. I’m practically starving after last night’s activities.”
Deet giggled. She knocked against the door frame. “You’re in luck. Lunch is already made.”
SkekOk grinned. “Great! Time for a break. Then, a long sleep will do nicely.” He groaned as he got up. He stretched out and adjust his spectacles. A few were broken from his fall. He made his way past Deet.
Deet watched him go. Then, she turned her attention to Cerebrite. The EarthCroaker was gathering his things before heading down stairs. He too was adjusting his own glasses.
Once they were gone, she went further down the hallway. She heard soft snoring in the distance. Her large ears flicked up at the direction. She followed it until she reached a light blue door with a star on it. Mumbles were heard through the door, but they were a bit hard to make out. Another snore sounded. A bit gruffer.
Instantly, she remembered that SkekMal had brought Ghost upstairs and didn’t come back down. I thought Hunter went back outside, she thought. I guess he stuck around to make sure Ghost was asleep. Should I bother them?
Deet cautiously knocked. No answer. Deet steeled her nerves and opened the door. To her surprise, she saw Ghost and SkekMal asleep together. The Hunter’s body was off the bed, but his head was nestled on top of Ghost. His robes are just as muddy as before. Ghost’s hand laid on top of his white feathers. Both had smiles on their faces.
Guilt crawled over Deet. She felt like a childling walking in on something naughty. Especially since SkekMal was well known to hear everything. Even when asleep. Upon realizing this, she closed the door. I’ll let them come down on their own time.

Chapter Text

Ghost and SkekMal stared in utter shock at the sight before them. Both jaws dropped to the floor. The black pelt that Deet had originally held on to was now walking around. It even approached Ghost as the silver-white pelt came alive once more and voiceless bleat out. Ghost had to put it down as she was trying to get her bearings.
“So…” She took her soup from Drum and sat down into her chair. “How long has that been going on?”
“Around the time when Drum made lunch,” Gurjin answered. He licked his thumb of the extra sweet peachberry pie that Hup and Drum made together. “I have to admit, he’s really gotten good at it. He might even make Gourmand a run for his money.”
Drum shook his head. “Don’t say that Gurjin. He’s got more experience.” He lifted a treat for Peepers. “I have this treat that only works with bugs…” He turned to Orchid and Shield with a guilty look. “No offense.”
Orchid shook her head. “None taken. Actually, those things really are delicious.” Then, she lowered her head. “I…just wish.”
Shield lowered a leg on her shoulder. “Yeah. I miss them too.” The two hugged.
For a while everyone was silent. Unable to know how to break off the tension in the air. Then, SkekLach raised a claw. “Soooo…What’s our next plan?”
The All-Maudra thought for a moment. “It’d be best if we move now. We may be lucky that they didn’t attack us if they know what happened to Rowenina.” She faced SkekTek. “Frostcrystal should be all right with it? Correct?”
SkekTek nodded. Then, he lifted what looked like reins. The cloth was torn in several places. Some ends needed to be retied.
Brea and Deet sighed. “We’ll get started,” Brea said. She was about to reach for it when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She looked up to see Sparks pointing at the rope. Then, herself.
Brea raised a brow. “You…want to help?”
Sparks nodded. She clapped with joy while jumping up and down.
SkekOk raised a brow. “My, My…That one seems to communicate well without speaking.”
SkekVar grimaced. He briefly met Sparks' eyes before he turned away from her. Then, he made his way to the door.
SkekLach soured his face. “What’s with him?” He pointed at the door.
Ghost, halfway through her soup, sighed. “I think I know. I’ll go talk to him.” She down the last of her soup and wiped her mouth with a napkin that SkekEkt handed to her. “Thank you Ekty.”
The Ornamentalist nodded. He watched the white Gelfling set her bowl down and head out.
SkekSo stopped her. His dark robes were a bit tattered. Dried blood covered the sleeves. “Before you do your usual heart magic, we still need to know where to go next.”
Ghost thought for a moment. Her arms crossed. “If I remember the map correctly, we’re still in the northern part of the Endless Forest. Vapran soldiers would be there.”
Drum raised a paw. “Wouldn’t they listen since we have physical proof?”
Brea shook her head. She pulled out a map of Thra so they could have a better idea of where they were. She took a piece of charcoal and made a tiny dot in the green area that was only a few feet away from Vapran territory.
Mother Aughra patted Drum on the back. “Fair try, Drum. However, even if we do have proof, Chancellor would find some way to convince everyone that it’s a trick.”
At that, everyone else muttered in agreement. This led to several head scratches until Kylan raised a hand. “I have a proposal. Why not head to the plains? My clan might listen.”
Gurjin raised a hand. “Uh…I’m no genius but wouldn’t we expose ourselves going over there? There’s less trees compared to the swamp.”
Tavra shook her head. “It’s a farther trek. Especially with all the debris.”
Orchid scratched her head. “What about the river?”
Ghost bit her lip. She exchanged a look with SkekMal. Even SkekSa, the Mariner, was holding a nervous expression on her face. To her surprise, Lazul crawled into the room before he settled onto Ghost’s back.
“I’m afraid there’s now a creature in it,” Lazul answered. His one eye-half lidded. “Spotted it when we found the others.”
Rian sighed. “So, looks like we’ll have to do the plains. If it’s the one chance we can get to meet a Gelfling that’ll listen to us…Worth a shot.”
They soon began to discuss what to do when they get there. What should be stocked. What to say to the Maudra of the Sprition clan as well as what sort of proof that it wasn’t a trick. Then, they began to scatter as they began making preparations.
Ghost finally took this as an opportunity to talk with SkekVar. However, she couldn’t find him the moment she stepped outside. The sky above her was already a mauve color. The first set of stars coming out. She looked around for Var. Silently praying that he didn’t get into any kind of trouble.
“Var!” She yelled as she dared. Her ears strained to find any sound that could be potential enemies nearby. She didn’t want it to be the flutter of Gelfling wings as well but the situation is too dire to think about that. Suddenly, she smelled something. Something burning. “Var!”
“Shhh! Keep it down!” SkekVar’s voice was a husky grumble. He soon appeared, holding a stick in his hand. It held a few burning embers.
Ghost ran over to him. Her heart was ready to burst. “What in Thra happened?” Her eyes widened at the stick. “Why’s that burning?”
SkekVar grabbed the orange end and crushed it. The smoldering wood crumpled in his hand. He shook his hand. Then, he inspected it. He began to walk back to the house. He was able to reach the steps until Ghost stepped in front of him.
“We need to talk!” Ghost’s voice was firm. Her orange eye began to glow.
“Everything’s fine,” SkekVar answered. “I just…needed to be away from the others for a bit.”
“You mean away from Sparks.” Ghost formed a deep frown. She crossed her arms.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” SkekVar tried to move but Ghost followed him. “Ghost move!”
“No.” Ghost face went firm. “I know you Var. When you’re done sulking, your anger has a tendency to explode without proper talk.”
SkekVar sighed. “Of course…” His shoulders sagged in defeat. He sat down on the steps. Ghost went next to them. He gave a frustrated snort. “It’s just…How…I can barely understand her. I was only able to know danger because she was there.”
“So, you can understand her.” Ghost lightly touched him. Her eyes met his. “Maybe not in the context as the others do, but you do. Yours is just the recognition of when you go too far. You would sometimes look at soldiers and place them on certain shifts if they are met.”
SkekVar gave a sad laugh. “Unfortunately, they would at least talk back. She…she can’t.”
“I’m sure it was as frustrating for her as it did you.” Ghost rubbed her temples. She could feel Lazul adjusting to her movements.
SkekVar nodded. He looked at his hands. “That…and there’s another reason I was here.”
Lazul’s arms wrapped around his right hand. They slithered up and down. The Djinn paid no mind to the uncomfortable stare The General was giving him. Then, Ghost yanked him away. His eye now looked at her face.
“Lazul!” Ghost lips went to form a deep frown. “What did I say about boundaries?”
Lazul gave no expression of embarrassment. “Forgive me my mistress, but I noticed that he smells strongly of fire. As well as giving off an energy that’s starting to become his.”
Ghost tilted her head. “What do you mean?”
SkekVar grimaced. “I think he’s referring to this.” He opened his palm wide. Within moments a small flame appeared.
Ghost nearly jumped out of her seat. Eyes wide. Mouth opened wide. It was soon closed with Lazul’s help.
“I figured you’d react like that.” SkekVar chortled. “Started when I was with Sparks. Don’t know how to use it yet.”
“Uhhh…” Ghost hesitated. She didn’t like the answer to her future question, but it can’t be ignored. “You didn’t make a big fire out there…did you?”
“Course not!” He scoffed. “All I did was grab a few fallen logs. Some branches and a huge pile of leaves went only five feet away from the site.”
“That…” Ghost shook her head. “Really isn’t enough.” She turned to Lazul. “Do we have enemies encroaching on us?”
Lazul’s eye narrowed. Ghost could’ve sworn that it held a hint of annoyance. “Indeed. They’re investigating the fire. Looks like we’ll head to the plains sooner than expected.”
****************(Later that night)***********************************
The crew had managed to get Treesong to move. SkekTek offered to steer the Forest Saurio while everyone tried to get the house cleaned up and have dinner made. SkekVar, being the guilty party to their unplanned departure, was incharge of washing dishes and organizing weapons. The cleaning was easy but cooking….was a different story for Hup, Drum and Gourmand.
“Watch out!” Drum yelled as some of his ingredients began to roll away from his side of the counter. They were dangerously close to tainting SkekAyuk’s roasted meat that SkekMal had managed to grab before they left. He tried to keep his eyes on the fragile plates that swayed with Treesong’s footsteps.
SkekAyuk snatched the jars before they broke. “It may have been many trines but I still got it.” He ducked as Drum swung his tail at him. “Be careful, you clown!”
“Sorry.” Drum adjusted his tail. He was able to get some of his dishes done but now he was trying his best not to spill it all on the floor. He used one claw to allow Peepers on top of his head. “Here you go. This should prevent you from getting trampled.”
The Grunak frantically tried to grab the pot that Magln was in. The Black Briar was just giggling like a child as if to enjoy the ride. Then, some of the pots began to rattle against one wall as Treesong hurriedly climbed over a large tree trunk. Upon seeing this, Moren rushed up and pressed his body against the wall.
Hup had managed to make his soup before he laid down on the floor. The nausea came in severe waves. Room spinning. His spoon rattled by his side. “Make room…stooop.”
Drum shook his head as he placed his dishes down on the table. “Sorry Hup, we need to wait for the all clear. It’s a good thing SkekTek is a quick learner.”
SkekAyuk grunted as his large platter of meat landed in the center with a loud thud. He panted. “He’s not called ‘The Scientist’ for nothing.”
Drum was able to peel Hup off the floor with help from the Grunak. They set him on a chair and managed to get his spoon on the table despite it sliding from one spot to the next. Hup only groaned his thanks before he laid his head on the table.
SkekAyuk chuckled. “So much for being a tough Podling Paladin.” He teased to his shock, his hand was met with a hardy thwack of Hup spoon. He pulled it back in sheer surprise. He glared at Hup.
Drum raised a claw between the two. “Come on, you two. Things are rocking a lot as it is. Plus, Mother Aughra might yell at you guys again.” He lowered his arm. “I’ll go see if Frostcrystal is up. She might know of some medicine for Hup’s sickness.”
Drum felt Peepers shift slightly on his head as he made his way out of the kitchen and up the stairs. He wobbled a bit on the steps but he found it to have a nice rhythm. It reminded him of The Ornamentalist creating those tunes that brought Ghost back to them. His tail swayed as he reached the next step. Peepers let out a happy chirp.
A whine filled his ears. It was high-pitched and sad. Almost child-like. He turned to the direction further to the left. As he got closer, the whining only got louder. Sniffling followed as well.
“Mother…” Sobbing echoed through a pale-blue door. It was Frostcrystal’s voice.
Drum bit his lip. Ear slightly pressed to the door. She must be waking up from her head injury…I wonder if Amein is nearby?
“Shhh…” A soft voice was heard. It was…SkekSo?! “It’s all well…It’s all well…”
Drum stumbled back in shock. What’s he doing there? I thought they hated each other!
A sniffle followed. “Where…Where am I? Why do I feel like everything’s shaking? Are we under attack?”
“No…” SkekSo’s voice was surprisingly soft, but it whistled a bit due to it being broken. “We’re just getting some distance. It seems SkekVar somehow got a pile of wood ablaze so we had to leave before they find us.”
“Where are we going?” A slight shift indicated that Frostcrystal was trying to get up. Then, the rustling of sheets grew consistent as she nestled back down.
Drum felt something sit in his stomach. Something hard. He knocked on the door. “Um…Excuse me…May I come in?”
“Of course Drum,” SkekSo said. He sounded a bit annoyed but there was some refinement. “Make it quick.”
Drum opened the door. He tried his best not to stare at SkekSo’s beak. The Skeksis Emperor had a bandage on top of it. However, there seemed to be some blood seeping out. As for Frostcrystal, her head was heavily wrapped. Her eyes were a bit unfocused, but it seems as though she’s just a bit rattled.
Drum cleared his throat. “Dinner’s ready.” The whole room shook followed by the large thump. “I…think…Best hurry before it gets cold.” He bowed and hurried away.
*******************(Sometime later)*******************************************
SkekTek scarfed down his meal with no problem. His arm quickly brought Drum’s soup into his beak. He gulped down his water. No one could blame him for his somewhat boorish manners, The Scientist steered Treesong through the forest the majority of the way. He grabbed a few scraps of food and handed it to Nova.
Nova chirped. Her beak took the food with ease. She was able to eat without spreading crumbs on SkekTek’s robe.
“Glad you’re enjoying my food,” Drum said. He ate some mashed fruit and fungus Mother Aughra introduced him to. It had a strong earthy flavor. It made him very excited to spread it to the others.
“Can’t say I blame him,” Gurjin said. “He’s been steering Treesong for a long period. He barely got any sleep from what I remember.” He bit into his fruit. He licked his lips in delight.
“Thank you for reminding me of that wonderful flaw, but so have you.” SkekTek pointed his fork at Gurjin before going back to his meal.
“Fair enough.” Grujin wiped his face with his sleeve before continuing.
Deet turned to Hup. Beside her, she petted the strange living pelt on the head. She could see the Podling finally eating his food after being in his chair for a long period of time.
Hup purred as he ate his own soup. He turned to Drum. “Thank you, Drum. Drum saved soup.”
Drum chuckled. “It was nothing. I was just glad nothing broke this time around.” He yawned. He began to rub his eyes. “Sorry…for some reason…I feel really heavy.”
Ghost smiled. “You’re tired. You’ve been so used to sleeping of your own free will that your body is sensitive to it.”
All the Skeksis, except SkekMal laughed at this. “You should know,” SkekOk said to Ghost. His beak pointed towards her. “There were times I caught you reading late into the night.”
Ghost blushed. Her fork went back to her fish. She felt her own pelt friend snuggle against her hip. Her mind went back to what Deet had discovered. She looked at the living black pelt. It did seem to bore some resemblance to the sisters from the story, but surely it couldn’t be a coincidence, could it?
Frostcrystal, who was stuck with a puzzled expression on her face the entire dinner, spoke. Her eyes weren’t covered by the blindfold this time. “Let me get this straight…You were able to find a black stone on the ground and managed to merge it with the pelt?”
Deet nodded. Everyone else followed along with some mutterings. This only made Frostcrystal rub her temples as gently as she could. She took a sip of her tea that Tavra made for her when it came to head injuries.
Frostcrystal sighed. “Well…I guess we’re going to have to look for more stones. I could mean those ‘hearts’ could be the only key to settle this nightmare.”
Amien popped out of the pot. His arm extended and grabbed what resembled to be a biscuit. He devoured it in one chomp before speaking. “That’s good in theory but we also need to figure out how to be rid of the bone court for good.”
“And those shadow titans,” Naia said. “They’re still on the loose and those monsters look as though they can do real damage.”
“Only the sisters can defeat them,” Frostcrystal countered. “Our best option is to put distance until we can find a way to locate the remaining fragments.” She took a bite of her meat. Her teeth gleamed in the fire light. Her tail wagged slightly. “It might help us find our miracle queen.”
Ghost tilted her head. “Miracle Queen?”
Cerebrite adjusted his glasses. His eyes were bright. “I’ve heard about it. There’s even a prophecy about it.” He pulled out a scroll. He moved his empty plate away to reveal an image of eyes looking at strange black shapes that seemed to be entwined with the monsters. Thick black letters crowded the paper.
Everyone leaned in to have a closer look. SkekOk adjusted each of his spectacles to make it out. Frostcrystal tried her best to move forward, but she gripped her head and slunk back down.
Kylan shook his head. “I can’t make this out. Anyone else want to try?”
SkekOk adjusted his glasses. He cleared his throat. He began to read the prophecy out loud:
“Three maidens. Three celestials. Combine into one. With the help of nine shadows, could the evil be undone. Look for the moon under the earth. For her gentle nature can create rebirth. Look for the sun which wears a crown. For her desire for truth is what will prevent the grass from turning brown. Look for the maiden with the eyes of stars. Though her body is weak, her true strength will take her people far.
Nine shadows that shall come to aid, must learn the truth of how they’re made. Each is gifted and blessed, but must undo their own evil before doing the rest. Nine eyes they have swallowed. Nine keys must be used. They must accept a fate they can’t refuse.”
Everyone was silent for a moment. The only thing that seemed to be going would be Gales waving her little spoon around and the crackling of the fire. Then, they all set back down into their seats.
Gurjin sighed. “Well…that doesn’t tell us a lot.”
Brea thought for a moment. Her thumb and forefinger on her chin. “Well…The three maidens must represent the celestial bodies. Maybe it’s from a clan.”
Frostcrystal shook her head. She took another bite of her food. Her fingers rubbed at her temples.
Deet raised her hand. “Maybe it could be referring to the sisters and we have to find them.”
SkekTek raised a brow. “That can be a possibility given how the black pelt is starting to resemble the Moon sister.”
Drum let out a yawn. “I’m sorry but can we figure it out in the morning? I’m starting to see pillows among the pots.”
“Same…” Hup admitted.
“That’s fine,” Frostcrystal said. A relieved smile on her face. “I suppose we’re far enough that we’re safe, but if you don’t mind me asking…What caused you all to run again?”
Everyone stared at SkekVar. The general slunk down in his chair. His head lowered for any contact. His eyes darted from Sparks to his food.
“I…think it’s something to discuss for another time.” Ghost got off her chair and made her to the entrance of the kitchen. “Goodnight.” She left with the Fizzgigs behind her.
Everyone took their leave from the table. All but Frostcrystal. She ate her food. Amein nestled onto her shoulders.
—-----------------------(The next morning)-----------------------------------------------------------
Ghost let out a yawn. Lazul and the pelt draped on her back. Her eyes are a bit blurry from sleep. She rubbed them as she made her way down the stairs. Then, she noticed a large figure standing in the doorway of the front entrance. She walked over to realize that it was none other than Mother Aughra.
The Elderly Seer was staring off into the distance. Her bandages were removed. However, she smelled of herbs. She didn’t even turn her head as Ghost approached her. “Up and about I see.”
Ghost nodded. “Yes…Despite what happened, I don’t feel as tired.”
Mother Aughra gave her a sideways glance. “Surely it’s not because the Hunter was so close to you yesterday?”
At that, Ghost’s face turned beet red. “Well…I…Uh-” She fiddled with her fingers. Suddenly, something smelled of burning wood. “Is anyone else up? Is SkekVar practicing fire again?”
“Mistress,” Lazul said. “You’re setting fire to the floor.” He pointed an arm at the glowing rings forming around Ghost’s feet.
Ghost leaped back. She knelt down. Her hands frantically patted down the flames. Ice soon began to form around it. Strings of curses fluttered out of her mouth. Then, Lazul wrapped his arm around hers. A faint glow appeared. Soon, everything was back to normal.
Mother Aughra gave a heavy sigh. “Young Gelfling, you’ve got a long ways to go before you have better control of your power.”
Ghost sighed. “I’m sorry Mother Aughra. I guess I should go to talk with Frostcrystal. Things have been…far too insane to learn any magic further.”
Mother Aughra crossed her arms. “I suppose due to the unfortunate circumstances of events, it can’t be helped.” She grabbed a large walking staff that leaned against the doorway. “I’m no different. It’s about time I leave as well.”
Ghost’s eyes widened. She briefly looked at the floor then at the old seer. She got up and followed her. She was able to take a few steps as the sun began to envelop her. She also took notice of the crystal Starbird sunning itself through the leaking rays.
“Where are you going?” Ghost asked. “There’s no way you can do this alone.”
Just as Ghost said that, an arrow appeared. It thunked only a few feet from where they were. A long piece of white wood with several red feathers graced it.
“What in Thra?” Ghost breathed. Beneath her, ice formed once again. Fearless and Grumble barked loudly beside her.
“My apologies.” A soothing voice reached her ears. Then, a lumbering shape soon appeared from the underbrush a few feet away. He had a hump on his back which held a quiver of arrows. A bow slung on his shoulder. Tan skin that turned a slight gold in the sunlight. White hair tied in a top knot. A long tail trailed behind him. “I didn’t mean to cause alarm to you, Ghost.”
Ghost gawked at the mysterious stranger. “H-how do you know my-”
“Ghost!”
Ghost turned to see SkekMal run over to her. Mageln straddled on his back. Before Ghost could say “Good morning”, she was scooped up in his arms. His chest pressed against her head. His heart was beating loud. On her back, Lazul and the pelt shifted in slight discomfort.
“Are you all right?” He asked. His voice betrayed a twinge of fear.
Ghost nodded. “I’m all right. I was just spooked.” Below her, Fearless and Grumble barked and jumped on SkekMal. Eyes pleading for a belly scratch.
SkekMal glared at the creature in front of them. “Archer! What’s the meaning of this?! Why did you come here?”
The creature blinked at them. He took only a few steps. However, he stood in place the moment SkekMal raised a blade. “The chaos in the forest has left Thra in turmoil. Mother Aughra needs to regain her power. If she doesn't, then all our paths are shrouded.”
Ghost touched her cheek. She has yet to even practice her own visions. Her hearts sank as she recalled the inability. Ears dropped slightly.
“Bite your tongue!” SkekMal hissed. “You’ve obviously haven’t seen Ghost’s powers. They’re not complete but hold more promise than I’ve seen in my lifetime.”
Ghost lifted her head. Her eyes brightened. A hint of pink scrawled along her cheeks. “SkekMal…”
Mother placed a hand on the Hunter. “I don’t dismiss that myself. However, both of you need to control the powers that are far older than you and beyond your reckoning.” She walked over to Urva. The duo nodded and went into the forest.
Ghost stared at SkekMal for a little longer. His white feathers glowed in the light of the sun. His skin took on regal blue. Emerald eyes burning as they followed them to the distance. Her heart skipped as he turned his head towards her.
“Ghost…Don’t…Don’t mind him”. The Hunter’s eyes softened. “He’s hardly seen you…Perhaps…a hunt should help with your powers.” He set her down.
Ghost looked at the house. She couldn’t help but wonder if Frostcrystal would be up. “Shouldn’t we wait for Frostcrystal and see if she might assist us?”
SkekMal shook his head. “By the looks of her last night, I think she’s finally went to bed. I also saw her walking with The Emperor’s help.”
Ghost’s mouth dropped open. That was the first time she’s ever heard anything like it. Emperor was kind to her at times when she was a baby but he hardly been generous with the others. Let alone someone that tried to kill him just moments ago. I wonder what happened?
SkekMal set her down. He adjusted his weapons. He scruntched up as Maglen moved from his back to his front. Her red eye glowed eagerly. The Hunter grimaced. “Does it always feel so uncomfortable to you?” He pointed at his Djinn.
Ghost shook her head. “Not really. It’s a strange feeling but then again, my Djinn isn’t covered in spikes.”
“Hey! These spikes have been huge lifesavers!” Mageln glared at Ghost.
SkekMal gave an annoyed look. “Yes…Which is why you were stuck in a basket until Pryodin had to help you.” He was smacked in the face with one of the arms. “Can we get going? It is best to replenish supplies before any unwanted company happens.” He marched into the trees.
Ghost sighed. She could see her Fizzgigs both whimpering at her. She couldn’t help but laugh. Awww! They want to join in. “Ok, but stay close and be careful when I’m doing magic.”
Ghost walked over to the light of the sun. She allowed its warmth to absorb into her. She tried to allow her fire heart to take its course. Her body began to develop more fur. Her ears grew. Whiskers appeared on her face. Face outstretched. Her body fully transformed into her fire spirit form. Lazul and the pelt draped over her head. She saw SkekMal staring at her. Something about that made her feel a bit…eager. Something that felt like an emotion from another lifetime.
Her tiger mouth split into a mischievous smile. Her orange eye glowed. “Come and get me, hunter.” She leaped over him. Wings flared out. Before long, she could hear SkekMal growl. One that makes her own hearts leap.
—--------------(Sometime later)---------------------------------------------------
“So, how long have you known the Archer?” Ghost asked. She wiped her claws clean of the blood from a muckcrawler, a creature that resembled a worm and a monkey. They were already being dangerous parasites to a herd of Landstriders that were just a few feet from Spriton territory. If they got anywhere near Treesong, as Frostcrystal said, it would feed on two barrels worth of her blood. As well as made for delicious stew when cooked just right.
SkekMal was silent for a moment. He cleaned his blade with a cloth. On his lap, Fearless was curled up. The gray Fizzgig whimpered for a pat on the head. Magln looked up at him with her red eye. “We…go back…Back to…when we came into being.”
“Oh…” Ghost began to recall her visions. The tall creatures that stood before the Skeksis appeared. “Are there…more like him?”
SkekMal nodded. “Yes. However, they vanished into the Crystal Desert some time ago.” He lowered it. “I haven’t seen him since…the event you’ve witnessed.”
Ghost knew what he meant. She pressed her head against his. She nuzzled him. A soft purr erupted from her throat. Lazul shifted around and snatched the pelt before it fell off her head.
SkekMal laughed. “You’re loving this form a little too much are you.”
“Well,” Ghost tried to hide her own laughter but failed. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at him once again. “Can’t wait to master my ice spirit form. I’m sure it can set a few challenges for you.” Wait! She thought. Was I flirting just now?!
Lazul slithered to the front of her face. “Mistress, it’s best if you don’t get distracted with your urges. Besides, we have company.”
Ghost shot her head up. All of her ears flicked up. She peered around the area. She couldn’t see anything at first. Then, she spotted a large shape darting away from them.
SkekMal also got up onto his feet. Blades drawn. The Magln covered his body with armor. “You saw that?”
Ghost nodded. She sniffed the air. An unease crawled into her. This was an all too familiar smell. The smell of death. Her hackles raised at the thought.
“We should go…” SkekMal whispered. He gathered all the meat as best as he could. He managed to wrap it up with a few satchels he managed to take with him. He was by far prepared. Another quality Ghost loved so much.
Ghost sniffed again. “Still close.” She glanced at Lazul as the Djinn slithered down her back. The pelt draped between her wings. “How many?”
Lazul’s eye widened. Ghost could’ve sworn that he was trembling. “One…just one. However, there’s something strange about it.”
“Strange how?” Ghost asked.
Magln’s red eye appeared in the center of SkekMal’s chest. “It’s…kinda alive but it seems to be made of other people’s hearts.”
Ghost gave a confused look. “What?”
More rustling grew louder. This time, from the south of their position. Ghost and SkekMal grew tense. The Fizzgigs growled at the unknown enemy. Pryoden’s feathers flared out. Hissing and clicking his beak.
Ghost took a step. “Mal…” She lowered her voice as best as she could. “I’ll distract it while you find an opening.” She took another step when a flash of light appeared before her. She flinched and her world changed. She found herself standing in a strange marketplace. The ground was an orange-red. Stalls lined the area. She tried to smell for any spices, but nothing came. An illusion?
A Felidawn walked down the street. She wore a beautiful shawl of emerald green. A string of coins crowned her head. Her head was held high like a royal would normally do. She had a pelt that was much like Sparks. On her side was an elegant dagger that had the carvings of the fire spirit. She ignored the shouts of the merchants asking her to purchase things.
“Lady Solia!”
Ghost followed the lady's gaze. Running to the regal Felidawn was a servant that seemed to be a Flowerweaver. She seemed to bear a resemblance to Drum.
“Oh! Dainty. Sorry about that,” Lady Solia said. Her smile was apologetic. “I was busy admiring the marketplace. I wish I could buy something.”
The Flowerweaver handed a satchel made out of silk. “That’s why I came running! Plus, you’re a fool to come out here without bodyguards.” She lightly smacked her lady with it.
Lady Solia laughed. She took it from her servant. “Come now. You know it’s been an eternity since I’ve been outside.” She frowned. “Besides, those guards are just doing it for my hand. It’s bad enough that the other noble Felidawn men I had to turn down were just…ugh…bland.”
Dainty sighed. “I know the feeling. I just want to have a family of my own, but with the breeding flower has yet to bloom for me.”
Ghost blinked in confusion. Breeding flower?
Lady Solia shook her head. “I know you’ve been wanting a child for so long. I do too. I’m sure the next spirits will help us get babies soon enough.” To her shock, someone bumped into her and snatched her satchel. “Hey!”
Running away from her was another Felidawn. His was a bit of a richer shade of bronze. Orange eyes filled with mischief. His scraggy clothes clung to his thin body. “You should have eyes on your things than your mouth, royal.”
Lady Solia hissed. Ears flat on her head. “Get back here, you rogue!” She chased after the stranger.
Dainty tried to run after them. “Wait for me!”
The vision ended. Ghost shook herself. Just in time to see a set of jaws coming at her. Disorganized voices ran through the air. Ghost dodged with only a few seconds to spare. She stared in horror at the creature that was standing before her.
It had multiple mouths on its body. Leathery wings thrashing about. At least two eyes sat on a pumpkin-shaped head. It writhed around, knocking a tree over. SkekMal and the Fizzgigs tried their best to keep their distance.
Ghost froze for a moment. All the ends of her fur raised. Then, her orange eye blazed brighter. Her fangs bared out in a hiss. Claws out, she charged. She avoided a few tentacles as they lashed at her. She jumped. Her claws raked along its back, only a few inches above one eye, earning her a scream.
“Ghooooooost! Ayuuuuuk!”
Ghost gaped. She landed with a thud, almost losing balance in the process. Wings flapped to regain the balance. Eyes wide. “Is that?”
Lazul wrapped his arms around Ghost’s head. “Mistress. Focus on the task at hand.” He tried to absorb her anxiety but he couldn’t. Something was blocking it. A weird vibration overtook him.
“It…can imitate voices?” SkekMal asked. Then, he remembered what Drum and the others had said. His eyes went wide with horror. “No…”
“It steals them,” Ghost gaped. Then, her fury reached a boil. “You monster!” Ghost flared out her wings and took flight. “You stole Ekty’s voice!”
The monster produced a tentacle from its body. It reached out to her as she dove at him. Aimed at her throat.
“Mistress!” Lazul cried out. His eye glowed. The blue light blinded everyone for a moment. His arms stretched and warped. The pelt hidden beneath the writhing mass covering Ghost. When it dimmed down, Ghost stood proud. A tentacle in her powerful jaws.
SkekMal gaped. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. A winged cat monster with cobalt blue armor that blazed bright blue from the flames that danced on it. His heart thumped at the gorgeous sight. Every muscle was emphasized. Wings flared out. He couldn’t help but wonder what Ghost would look like in her original form.
“SkekMal! Focus before you drool all over the place!” Magln’s voice cut through his stupor.
To his embarrassment, she was right. There was no time to act like a lovesick fool. He had to be at Ghost’s side. However, one question rumbled in his head. How do we get Ornamentalist’s voice back?
—-----------(Elsewhere)----------------------------------------------------------------------
Drum yawned. He scratched himself as he got up from his bed. It felt weird having a bedroom of his own. However, he didn’t have to worry about Peepers scaring everyone first thing in the morning. He looked over to see his little Peeper Beetle snuggled up in the pile of scrapped cloth that Deet and Brea gave him after they were done crafting proper reins for Treesong.
“Good morning, Peepers.” Drum cooed. He lowered a claw and stroked the carapace. He giggled as Peepers wiggled and yawned. “Stay here. I’m going to make breakfast.” He went over to a small pile of clothing that was made for him. He couldn’t help but to look in the mirror. His stomach has gotten bigger now. Not as big as Ayuk’s but it didn’t look like a hollow pit.
He soon made a face in the mirror. He laughed. Drum couldn’t believe how much has changed. He and the others were no longer skinny. All eyes bright with life and wonder. Still afraid but easier to handle with Ghost, Deet, Rian and the others. How most of them could talk. His heart sank when he thought of poor Spark.
The Felidawn seemed a bit sad when she was around company. He even noticed her trying to move her mouth but no sound came out. All she could do was make gestures. It doesn’t help that she’s starting to develop the emotion that Rian said was “anger”.
He finished dressing up. He grabbed a brush for his fur. “Time to get cooking.” Drum walked out of the room and walked down the stairs. He hummed a song that he remembered from the Podlings. Just as he finished, he spotted Spark sitting in a kitchen chair. He sighed. He walked over. “Good morning, Spark.”
Spark turned her eyes to Drum. Her ears drooped slightly. She gave a small wave. In her other claws she had a book in the other.
Drum walked over to her. Then, he soon noticed SkekEkt in his Podling form. “Oh! Morning, Ekty-Oops! Sorry.” He bowed. “Ornamentalist.” He took note of SkekEkt grimacing at him. He sat in a chair. “What are you two doing? Want me to cook you anything?”
The duo shook their heads. They both looked as though they hadn’t had much sleep. SkekEkt handed him some paper.
Drum looked at the words. He wasn’t a fast reader like Cerabrite, but he could make them out. “Oh…Talking problems.” He gave them a sympathetic look.
At that, SkekEkt tried to hit him. His tiny fist balled up. He was stopped by Spark.
Spark shook her head. She began to write something on a blank piece of paper. She handed it to Drum. In sloppy letters: I wanted to learn how to write nicely so SkekVar can read.
Drum thought really hard on what to say next. He wasn’t good at saying words the same way Scrollkeeper and Brea do, but he knows they need help. “Well…I’m sure he’ll appreciate it. I think Ghost and Frostcrystal might-”
GHHHOOOOOOST!
The group froze at the sound of the wail. Before long, Treesong let out a bellow. Razz squawked in the room nearby. Shouts and shuffling was heard from above. Drum exchanged a few looks with Spark and SkekEkt.
“What in all of Thra was that?” SkekAyuk ran into the kitchen. The wide Skeksis panted hard from the running. The Grunaks close behind him.
“I think that was the Ornamentalist’s voice,” Rian said. His voice firm behind the Gourmand.
SkekEkt began to tremble. Tears watered his eyes. He covered his face. He soon found himself being hugged by Spark.
Rian grimaced. “I’m so sorry, Ornamentalist.” He shook his head. His shoulder was patted on by Deet.
Razz fluttered into the room. He panted heavily. Feathers flared out. “Danger! Danger! Voice monster close by!”
“What?!” Everyone cried out in unison.
“Where is it?” All Maudra Mayrin asked. Her full attention at the bird.
“A few clicks north.” Razz answered. “Just saw Ghost and SkekMal fighting it.”
At this SkekEkt broke free of Spark’s hug, snatched his key and ran as fast as his legs could. He frantically looked for a weapon that could be laying around. All he could find was a fire poker about as long as his arm. He grabbed it and went to rush out the door.
“Ornamentalist!” Deet cried. She ran after him. Hup and Rian close behind. “It’s dangerous!”
“Need plan!” Hup said.
Rian grabbed SkekEkt by the arm. “Stop it right now!” Rian barely had enough time to dodge the fire poker as it went straight for his head. “You can’t help Ghost by putting her in danger.”
SkekEkt shook his head. He tried to yank his arm away from Rian. His muted squeaks of protest grew louder. With his other arm, he stabbed Rian with the strange key. He ran the moment the Stonewood Gelfling let go of him. He ignored their protests. His feet kept moving despite his own lungs burning hard.
The only thing he could think about was Ghost. His memory went back to the monster that almost killed him back at that wretched castle. The tentacle slithering down his throat as it took his voice away. A conglomeration of voices laughing at him. Taunting him. He imagined Ghost freeze. Reluctant to hurt the one to bear his voice.
When he reached the clearing, SkekEkt flinched as blood splattered next to him. He froze for a moment. Unsure if the red puddle was from Ghost or someone else. He turned his gaze to where the blood had come from. He saw Ghost in her beast form. It was covered with the most beautiful armor he’s ever seen. Wings flared out like a moth. SkekMal was close beside her with his bloodied blades.
The creature was letting out shrieks that filled the air. Words warbled into undistinguishable sentences. It was hard to make out what they were saying. Blood oozed out of every spot. Eyes focused on Ghost and SkekMal. Tentacles lashed out. Knocking trees at every chance it had.
SkekEkt froze in place. His small eyes wide with fear. His weapon threatened to leave his hand. How could he take on something that big? Even in this wretched form?
Ghost cried out as a tentacle wrapped around her neck. She clawed at it. Her gasps are growing more frequent. The armor came alive and spiked. Then, it let out a fire that incinerated it in seconds. More tentacles came at her.
SkekEkt let out a voiceless scream. He lifted the key in his other hand and charged. He ducked as one tentacle aimed at him. He rolled and made his way over to the back of the creature. It had fewer eyes so it made it easier for him to climb up. As he crawled up, he jabbed the key into the creature hard.
It let out painful cries. This time it turned its focus on SkekEkt. The Ornamentalist struggled along the back. The blood slick underneath his hands. Suddenly, he noticed something. A faint, multicolor glow in one of the wounds. Soft voices whispering amongst each other.
SkekEkt crawled over to the spot, ducking from the tentacles. To his relief, Ghost was able to pull apart one while SkekMal chopped another. They really do make a cute pair, he thought. He was soon able to reach the spot where the glow was. The hole was about the size of his fist. He could make out something drumming. Almost as if there were… Hearts! He jammed his Podling fist into the hole. SkekEkt fiddled with the hole, muscle momentarily trapping his hand. He was able to grab something firm.
He yanked with all his might. SkekEkt smiled when a shadow caught his attention. SkekEkt stared up to see a tentacle coming at him. Before he could react, he was smacked away. He went flying and landed hard on the ground. For a moment the world was blurry. A loud ringing resounded in his ears. His hands touched the ground, but he could barely make out if the objects he found were there.
Suddenly, purple claws appeared before him. Lavender fur that seemed surprisingly soft as his fingers touched them. He glanced up to a pair of familiar eyes. He tried to speak, but he coughed. Blood bubbled up to his lips. SkekEkt wiped his sleeve. Arm aching as he did so.
“Hello again.” It spoke in a clear voice. Head tilted in a playful manner. “I see that you’re in a great deal of trouble.” He held up the key that SkekEkt had earlier. “I can help you. Just turn the key and my power will be yours. Just remember your truth.”
SkekEkt took it. He could hear Ghost and SkekMal heading to him. Then, a disembodied roar broke free.
“Won’t pass through meeeee!” The monster’s voice was shrill. The vibration threateing to deafen the Ornamentalist. It was followed by Ghost screaming and SkekMal’s growl.
SkekEkt got up. His old bones threaten to break. The blood seeping from places it shouldn’t, but he didn’t care. His little jewel needed him. He lifted his arm and took the key. He noticed a key-shaped hole just below the moth wing. He plunged the key without thinking. With all of his strength he turned it.
Cloak was soon surrounded by crystals. He gave a small smile as SkekEkt squeaked in fright. “Don’t worry…I…won’t…be long.” The crystal soon enveloped him. A serene statue amongst a chaotic scene.
SkekEkt reached out but a tentacle slammed next to him. He had no strength to roll away. Another one grabbed his leg. He dug into the soil. He tried to pull his leg free. This is it! I’m dead!
A rush of heat hit his back as a blaze appeared before him. The tentacle that pulled him was sliced in two. It was met with a shrill scream. The fire died down enough to make out Spark standing over SkekEkt. Hissing and arching her back. A short sword in her claws. She launched after the monster.
SkekEkt watched as the group fought the monster again. His limbs regain their strength to help him stand. He stood tall. Eyes watching them rip apart the one responsible for stealing his voice. His joy for Ghost and SkekMal grew as they were removing all the tentacles. He felt a tingle in his throat.
Ghost ripped one tentacle off just as the others arrived. She took notice of Orchid and Shield. “Get back! Don’t let any-” A tentacle went into her mouth. Slithering down her throat. She choked.
“Ghost!” Orchid cried. A tentacle went straight for her mouth. She grabbed it. She fought against it as hard as she could.
SkekTek instinctively bit into it. He growled and clawed. The Fizzgig followed suit. They kept at it until it broke in two.
SkekEkt stared in pure horror at the sight of Ghost’s condition. Her gasps and wheezing filled the air. Eyes wide with terror. He couldn’t stand it. He couldn’t stand to be like this anymore. His lungs were ready to burst. He opened his mouth, a shrill shockwave exploded all around him.
The creature was flung back. The tentacles slithered out of Ghost’s throat. The other broke in two. It landed on a few trees with a resounding crash.
Ghost fell on her side. She shrunk back to her original form. She touched her throat. The Grunak helped her to her feet as she coughed. Orchid and SkekTek kneeled in front of her.
“Are you ok, Ghost?” Orchid asked.
Ghost coughed. “My throat hurts. More than the times I’ve had a cold. Worse, it felt like a part of me was ripped away.” Lazul shifted to his normal form. The pelt draped on her shoulder.
SkekMal hugged her in a flash. His armor faded away. The Fizzgigs whimpered by his side.
Ghost was stunned. This was a truly strange sensation. A warmth that she needed. The roar brought her back to reality. She turned her head to see SkekEkt standing in front of the group, trying to look menacing despite his current form. Her eyes widened. “Ekty! What are you doing?”
SkekEkt pointed at the monster. His eyes narrowed. Then, he pointed to his own chest. He repeated the gesture a few times.
Brea’s eyes widened. “Wait! I…I think he’s found the weak spot!”
“Where?!” Everyone yelled in unison.
As if to answer the question, the creature got back up. Most of the eyes were now gone. The remaining eyes leered at them on the main head. A large hole in the chest gaped out. A strange thundering noise echoed in the crevice. Purple light shining through.
“That must be it!” Deet said. Behind her, she could feel the little black pelt stamping its hoof. She placed a hand on the head to calm it.
Ghost stood on her feet. “Let’s see if we can all shove a blade in there.” She looked at Frostcrystal. “Is that possible?”
Frostcrystal snarled. “Just strike now!” She ran to the creature. Her jaws open wide. She sprung out. However, she was intercepted by Spark.
Spark seemed to be trying to take something. Fur stood on end. Fangs bared. Fire blazing out of her paws. She charged at the monster. In a matter of seconds, she was in the crevice. She was snarling. Claws raked against the opening.
“Let’s help her,” Rian said. He raised his sword. Gurjin followed. Hup raised his weapon.
The boys charged. Ghost tried to take a step but stumbled. SkekTek held her up. The rest charged. Weapons gleaming in the light. They stabbed and cut the tentacles that remained. Screams hung in the air. A sickening squelch sounded.
Spark pulled herself out of the mad group. In her jaws was a stone covered in dark purple ooze. It dripped onto the ground. A faint sizzle was heard upon impact. She showed no hesitation. Spark slammed it on the ground. With a closed fist, she struck it again and again until it was nothing but dust.
The creature froze. Cracks began to form. The voices warped and melded, turning into a sound that made everyone back away as quickly as possible. The dark skin turned pale green.
“What’s happening?” SkekVar asked.
Frostcrystal grimaced. “I don’t know.” Her eyes widened as a high pitch whine hit the ears. The statue rattled. “Get down!” She grabbed SkekSo as she went down.
Everyone else but Spark did. Upon seeing this, SkekVar got up and shielded her just as the statue exploded. A shockwave spread out through the small patch of forest. The trees rattled upon the impact. Birds and animals scattered in all directions. An eerie silence feel in the forest once again.
Groans soon followed. SkekVar’s being the loudest. The general slowly got up from his spot. He rubbed his head. “Ow…Hadn’t felt anything like that since the Arathmim war.”
A murmur sounded beside him. Weak and soft. SkekVar turned his head to the sound. It was Spark.
“Everyone all right?” All Maudra Mayrin asked.
“Aside from being blown to bits,” Gurjin answered as he got up. He shook the leaves stuck to his hair. “I’m doing great!”
“Same,” Hup replied. He waved his spoon around. It broke in two. Hup groaned.
Shield looked at it. “We really need to get you a better weapon, friend.”
Everyone murmured in agreement. They all got up from their spots. Dust got off as they patted down. Hup had Deet help him up, the Podling graciously took her hand. Ghost, on the other hand, stood for a few minutes before she fell back on her butt. Her breathing was a little uneven. She raised a hand to assure them that there was no danger.
SkekVar groaned. He rubbed his stomach. “Is breakfast ready? I don’t think I have the strength to do anything else besides eat.”
“V-var…”
SkekVar froze. He turned his head to the sight. His gaze landed on Spark. Her eyes met his. She looked like a childling trying to tell her parents something. He tilted at his head. “Spark?”
“Sk-SkekVar…” Spark said. Her eyes wided, tears streamed down her face. Ears perked. “SkekVar! SkekVar!” She hugged him.
“By Thra!” Kylan exclaimed. “She can talk!”
SkekSo scratched his head. “How was that even possible?”
Frostcrystal’s eyes lit up. She flinched from her own pain. “Of course! Her voice was stolen when she was a baby! I’ve heard several Frost Giants that a baby Felidawn was taken to have her voice ripped away just so the crying would stop annoying one of the bone lords!”
Deet gaped. “How cruel!”
The All Maudra grimaced. She turned to Frostcrystal. “We must get to the Spriton immediately! We don’t know if anyone else could be affected.”
Frostcrystal nodded. Suddenly, she sniffed the air. Ears lifted. Eyes darted around.
“That won’t be necessary.” A voice called a few feet from them.
The group followed the direction of the voice. They were soon surrounded by Sprition on top of their landstriders. The black-haired Gelflings had a few weapons in their hands. Some were nets. Among them was the Maudra. The leader bowed her head.
All Maudra Mayrin bowed. “Muadra Mera. I’m glad to see you’re doing well.”
“As are you,” Muadra Mera said. She looked at the other lords. Her eyes widened. “You’re alive!”
SkekVar snorted. “Why wouldn’t we-” His eyes lit up as the answer came to him. He snarled. “Chamberlain.”
Ghost rolled her eyes. Lazul mimicked her movements. They just had to hear that name once again. Her stomach growled and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
SkekMal lifted her into his arms. He turned to the Spriton Maudra. “Any chance that you have some food with you?”
—----------(Sometime later)------------------------------------------------
The group celebrated their small victory. After dreamfasting and having a much deserved breakfast, they all went back to the capital of the Spriton territory. It wasn’t much compared to Ha’rar but it had a much needed welcome they all needed. Especially after the number of close calls they’ve had.
SkekEkt had yet to utter a word after everything that happened. He sat in a large chair just as the sun went down. His Podling form went back to his Skeksis form. He flinched at all the Spriton Gelfling staring at him in pure awe.
“I have to admit,” Maudra Mara said. Eyes wide. “I know we dreamfasted this, but…I never expected to be this startling up close.” Her eyes went back to the eyeless forms of the now formed pelts moving around. The black one got too close to the fire. Deet pulling it away in time. “Or that…”
All Maudra Mayrin nodded. “It’s…hard to get used to. However, I prefer to be in their company than Chamberlain's.” She shuddered in her own seat. Her gaze turned somber. “Have you any news of Seladon?”
Maudra Mara shook her head. “The last I’ve heard. She placed a price on Ghost’s head. Charging her for the murder of the Lords of the Crystal. SkekEkt included.” She looked at the ground.
All Maudra Mayrin stared at SkekEkt. The Ornamentalist was adjusting his hair. Long wisps of hair threatened to cover his face. She laughed as SkekEkt lowered his head to let a bunch of Spriton maidens attend to his hair.
Ghost, Deet and Brea soon joined in. All three maidens attended each strand with ease. Ghost took it another step further with each flower that Lazul handed to her. Even the largest one had been able to fit into the cluster of colored petals.
Deet looked at her own reflection in a small mirror. Her eyes lit up. “Wow! Ghost this is great! How were you able to pull this off?”
Ghost gave a small smile. Her eyes seemed to be a bit dull. Ears lowered. Lazul was now off of her, resting in a nearby bucket of water. The finished the last braid with a single twist. “SkekEkt showed me how. Then, some of the guards would allow me to practice. As for the flowers, I collect them every spring and have them set up when I’m not doing chores.”
Brea tilted her head. “What happens when winter rolls in?”
Ghost began to make a flower crown. The thin stems split by her thumb. “I either press them, turn them into solvents for healing or return them outside so they can grow.” Her eyes fluttered for a moment. Her fingers fumbled as she tried to entwine the stems together.
Deet took note of Ghost’s flushed face. “Ghost? Are you ok?”
Ghost gave a soft sigh. “Yeah…Just a bit…tired. I guess after everything that happened. Just-” She collapsed to the right. Her flowers spread out.
“Jewel!” SkekEkt shrieked. He got out of his chair and lumbered over to her. On his way, a few Gelfling stumbled backward at the Skeksis’ sudden movement. He knelt down and picked her up.
Ghost opened her eyes. “Ekty…You talked…”
Brea placed a hand on her forehead. “She’s burning up!”
SkekEkt whimpered. “Ohhh! I knew she had a fever. That last fight nearly killed her!” He went over to the house.
The house was set on the ground just a few feet from the village. A few bags laid against the door frame. Smells of fresh herbs and flowers filled the foyer as SkekEkt entered. The place was a bit less of a disaster now that everything was cleaned up. However, it was in need of some new decorations. He went up the stairs, his eyes scanning for Ghost’s room. He could faintly hear Fizzgigs hopping on the steps. He rolled his eyes.
“E…Ekty…” Ghost lifted her head slightly. Her face now fully flushed. “I’m…I’m glad you’re able to talk again…” Her eyes drooped. “S-sorry I turned you into a Podling.” With whatever strength she had left, she pointed to her room. “One with the white flower.”
SkekEkt soon found what she meant. He opened it and waddled inside. He adjusted the sheets. His thin arms lowered her down into the bed. He put the sheets back on her. He stroked her face as she began to fall asleep. “It wasn’t your fault. You did everything to save me.” He scratched his chin. “Though I’d admit…being a Podling did have some advantages.” The Ornamentalist widened his eyes. “Don’t tell the others I said that!” His answer was a serene smile on her face.

Chapter Text

A day and a half later, the group was on the move once again. Treesong walked the underbrush of the Endless Forest. Each step was so gentle that it could barely rocked the house. A few birds and smaller animals hitched a ride on her head. The nearest branches were soon stripped of their leaves as she walked by.
SkekTek sighed. He leaned into his seat, his hands held the reins in a lax fashion. The cool spring air is a relief to his nose. Sidtec chirped on his shoulder. He could feel the key press against his fragile chest.
Orchid flew beside Tresong’s head. In her arms were flowers and herbs that she had managed to find while scouting. Her new found mouth smiled at the sight before her. “You seem to be in a good mood today.”
SkekTek turned his head to where Orchid was. He nearly fell out of his seat at how close she was. His beak nearly touched her face. “Orchid! You startled me.”
Orchid giggled. “Sorry, just thought of keeping you company.” She lifted her objects. “I also thought to show you these.”
SkekTek marveled at the array of plants. Some he noticed that weren’t local to Thra. “Aren’t these the plants from Frostcrystal’s home?”
Orchid nodded. “I thought of showing these to her. I’m sure she’ll be happy to see a piece of her home thriving here.”
SkekTek picked up one of the flowers that were nestled into her palm. His claws touched her carapace. He looked into her eyes for a moment before he picked up his desired object. The flower in question was purple with white tips at the end. The petals were thin as a feather.
“You like that one? It’s one of my favorites!” Orchid’s voice grew cheerier with each word.
“Is that so?” SkekTek asked. His eyes never left the plant.
Orchid gently sat next to him. “What’s wrong?”
“This flower…” SkekTek spoke. “I feel like I’ve seen it before, but…I’m not sure.”
Orchid rubbed her chin. Then, she said, “That’s been happening a lot. Whenever I see SkekOk reading, he would have the same look you’d have now.”
SkekTek sighed. “We…” He grunted. “Never thought I’d see the day I’d be saying this, but we…don’t remember much about our earlier lives. One minute we didn’t exist and then, poof! We found ourselves being around the Mystics and…let’s just say it wasn’t pretty.”
Orchid gave him a sympathetic look. “I’m sorry if me giving you a flower made you have those memories again. I can take it back if you want.” Upon seeing SkekTek shake his head, Orchid leaned her head onto his shoulder.
The two sat in the rider’s seat for a long time. The plants and animals passing by. Every once in a while, they’d come across an animal that wasn’t part of Thra. Sometimes repeating words from the books that they’ve managed to translate from Frostcrystal’s library.
Orchid then stared up at the sky. “You know. It’s strange.”
SkekTek glanced at her. Sidetec crawled up onto his head. “What is?”
“It’s just that I'm still not used to being so big. I would always wait to see if I would shrink back. Also…” A heavy sigh escaped Orchid’s mouth.
“You’re thinking of the Ascendency,” SkekTek guessed.
Orchid nodded. “I’ve been away from them so long, it feels like…feels like…”
“Being torn.” SkekTek answered.
Then, Treesong stopped. She came to a quick halt, head raised high and alert. The creatures on her head were also tense. Some even jumped off without saying goodbye. She looked around her area. Her nostrils twitched.
Orchid lifted her head. “What’s wrong, Treesong?”
SkekTek lifted his nose. He froze and tried hard not to gag. “There’s something rotten nearby.”
Orchid peered around the trees. Her eyes narrowed in focus, she lowered her flowers and plants to a small crevice of the house. Above her, she could make out Merlin. His purple feathers puffed out and hissing like a crazed beast. Then, she saw something. A shape that was hidden in the trees. It was large. Far larger than Treesong. As it moved its head, Orchid could see that it was a Forest Saurio.
SkekTek followed her gaze. He sniffed again. His grip on the reins tightened, he slowly leaned next to Orchid. “Get in the house. Tell everyone to buckle down.” He took note of Nova chittering next to him as she landed on his shoulder. “Both of you. Now!”
Orchid got out of her seat and snatched Sidetic off the Scientist’s head. She gathered all her flowers. It wasn’t long until she jumped through a window in a heartbeat, scaring the daylights out of Drum and Rowenia, who had just woken up.
“Orchid!” Drum cried out. He nearly fell over, but he balanced himself. “Don’t scare us like that!”
“We’ve got trouble,” Orchid said, not bothering to apologize at the moment. “There’s a suspicious Forest Saurio outside.”
Drum tilted his head. “Suspicious? Suspicious how?”
“Smell.” Orchid answered. She left the moment Drum cringed after sniffing the air. She thundered down the stairs, her legs causing every board to creak. She nearly crashed into Ghost just as she reached the bottom. “Ghost! I’m so sorry! Are you ok?”
Ghost nodded. “Did you see that Forest Saurio outside?”
Orchid nodded. “SkekTek smelled something foul too.”
Ghost paled at this. “You don’t think it’s…”
“Best if we don’t find-” Orchid’s words cut as her whole body tightened. Her eyes grew wide as if a spear went into her body.
Ghost looked up at her friend. “Orchid?” Behind her, Rian, Brea and Deet were behind her. All of them held grave expressions.
“Ghost,” Rian said. “Why did we stop?”
Ghost bit her lip. She turned to Rian and placed a hand on his shoulder. “Grab your weapons and get ready to run.”
Brea rolled her eyes. “That’s just great. We’ve barely recovered from the last one.”
“That’s the Chamberlain for you,” Rian grumbled.
A bellow sounded out. It was loud and guttural.Another sounded by it. Before long there were shrieks in the distance. Thunder rumbling around them. The entire house shook, objects rattled around. A few books tumbled onto the floor.
“What’s happening?!” SkekLach asked.
“Are we under attack?!” SkekOk screamed. Both he and the Collector leaned against the doorway. Their claws gripped the frame.
Ghost stared at the duo. Her eyes filled with great horror. “We are…Run.”
At that statement, everyone began to plaster themselves onto the wall or the floor. Ghost went over to the corner where she was reading and snatched the silver creature from the floor. She hushed it as it bleeped in fright. Then, the house began to grow more violent. The entire house rattled.
“He-ya!” SkekTek’s cry rang from the windows.
Treesong bellowed and ran forward. Her footsteps thudded hard against the ground. Behind her the trees on her right collapsed to reveal a Forest Saurio chasing after them. Deet, the nearest one to the window could see that its skin was a dull brown color with a torn up sail on its neck. The eyes were sunken in. Behind it, a swarm of Silk Spitters were close behind it.
“The Ascendency are coming!” Orchid cried through the din. Her body was laying on the floor. She dodged as a few large books were about to land on her head.
“What?” Brea, Rian and Deet yell in unison.
“Great!” SkekVar growled. He grabbed Sparks as a halberd almost landed on her. He held her close as the two pressed against a wall.
Everyone could hear screeching and growling. Bellows drowned out whatever conversations the group was trying to say. Suddenly, a random Silk Spitter burst through the wall next to Hup. Another smashed their head into a window by SkekEkt’s left.
“They’re getting in!” Naia yelled. She punched the one stuck in the wall. She was met with silk covering her face. She tried in vain to get it off of her. The Threader tried to snatch her away, but Hup yanked her to the side.
Kylan screamed as he saw something crawl onto his hand. It was a Threader! “No kidding!” He shook his hand as hard as he could. Gurjin smacked it away. “Thank you.”
Hup groaned. He wobbled over to the stairs, his body low to the ground. He swatted any Threader that came too close to him. However, each one he smacked away, another would pop up. He dodged as books and debris came toward him.
“Be careful Hup!” Deet cried out. Behind her, the black creature let out a low bleating noise. Deet stared in shock as the Threders scattered out of the windows. Silk Spitters running away as if a monster was chasing them.
Ghost froze for a moment. She gritted her teeth, eyes glowed as bright jewels. Her body tensed as she was pressed against the floor. The Threaders were beginning to surround her. Inside her mind, visions danced in her head. A large feathered creature eating Arathim. A gaping hole where Treesong fell.
“Ghost!” SkekLach cried. The Collector smacked away any Threader. Even delivered a punch to one Threader as it broke down the door. He was able to snatch her just as several Threaders crawled onto her chest. “Ghost! Ghost! Snap out of it!”
Ghost gasped. She took a few breaths until it was even. She looked at the Collector. “Get me to Blue!”
SkekLach didn’t need to ask. He trudged by the group, wobbling with each step. He cursed as a pot smashed next to him. He gripped the stairs hard. SkekLach froze as something soft landed on his shoulders. He turned to see it was the pelt creature. The white fluff covering his face. He managed to reach the top of the stairs.
Hup inched against the wall. He swatted a few more Threaders coming his way. He shouted a few Podling curses as a strange, centipede-like creature with four eyes came at him. He swung his spoon at it. To his dismay, it was caught in the pincers.
“Cloud, kick it! Hurry!” Ghost said.
The Collector stared at her in confusion, but did as she asked. SkekLach ran over and kicked with all his might. He grunted as pain ran up his foot. He snarled as that creature got up from the wall it crashed into. It hissed back at him.
Ghost reached out to Hup. “Hup give me your hand!” She snatched it the moment Hup leaped up to her. She pulled until Hup was cradled into SkekLach’s arms. She gave another command. “Keep going and duck when you reach a window to the left!”
SkekLach followed her instructions to the letter. He flinched as glass exploded next to him, shards tinkling on her body. He continued on until he reached the spot where SkekTek was driving Treesong. He screamed as he saw Forest Saurio on his left, on hind legs and ready to squash them.
Three shadows darted in front of them. Plants sprang to life, trees grabbing the large monster in its grasp. A large gust of wind pushed it back. Then, a blade slashed onto its face. The creature bellowed and finally collapsed, causing the rest to fumble in their pursuit.
Ghost was relieved to see the figures that were standing before them. SkekMal with his blades, Orchid with a shaken yet determined look and Shield with his head raised high. She clung onto SkekLach as the rocking grew worse.
“We got to find some place to hide!” Shield yelled. “We can’t hold them off forever!”
SkekMal growled. “You can’t be serious! We need to fight them!” He was soon met with a slap of an arm from Magln. “Ow!”
“May I remind you, we’re greatly outnumbered!” Magln pointed to Ghost. “Plus she’s still recovering from her fever! You’ll break her heart if she can’t save you.”
SkekMal was about to say something when a Silk Spitter jumped at him. With all his might, he swung his arm as hard as he could. The Spitter flew into another direction.
SkekTek swatted a Threader off his sleeve. “I do believe we can take a tunnel down to Grotten Territory. It could be risky, but it should keep the Forest Saurio off our backs due to their size.”
“That’s excellent in theory, but we won’t get far,” Ghost said. Her eyes widened with horror as Treesong continued to plow ahead. Large Forest Saurio flanking both sides.
SkekTek glanced at her. “Why?”
“Hoooooleeeee!” Hup yelled. He pointed to what was ahead.
Everyone screamed as Treesong made her way to a large hole in the ground. To say it was a hole would’ve been a heavy understatement. It was a deep crevice with a mouth so wide it would rival The Gourmand. The other side could be barely seen. SkekTek pulled back on the reins, Treesong tried her best to come to a stop. Her feet were a little over the edge when she finally stopped. The house rattled upon impact.
“What do we do now?” SkekLach said. He looked around. To the Collector’s shock, the gap that was made between them, the Ascendancy and the Forest Saurio was closing fast. Upon seeing the other Forest Saurio clearly, he counted at least five large adults. They were about as large as a Sentry tree.
SkekTek snarled. “We can’t make the jump.” To his surprise, Nova, who flew ahead of the time, hovered over to him in her true form. She began to warble something to him. “What?! Are you insane?” He was met with a hiss, eyes narrowed at him. “Ugh!”
SkekLach and Hup stared at each other in great confusion. That emotion was soon erased. They jumped as a window snapped open behind them. To their relief, it was SkekSo and Frostcrystal.
“Scientist!” The Emperor roared. “Whatever you’re going to do, do it quickly!”
SkekTek looked at the hole below them. His mind ran the calculations, the knowledge of the Threaders, Orchid’s skills of hovering close to him. His eyes lit up and turned to Shield. “Shield, how strong is your webbing?”
Shield shivered, his eyes darting around the area he was in. “V-very strong! A large web should help hold us up.”
Suddenly, everything began to wobble around them. Treesong letting out a low rumble as stepped back. The Nova backed away, but was soon joined by the Crystal, Merlin and Pyrodin. All three Starbirds never taking their eyes of Treesong.
“Treesong?” Ghost asked. Her fingers dug into the Collector’s robe, eyes wide with terror. Lazul elongated his arms as he wrapped around her and the others. “What are you doing?”
Frostcrystal grimaced. “Oh no…” She gripped SkekSo on the shoulder. “Everyone inside! NOW!” She pulled him in while leaving the window open.
The ground thundered once more as Treesong ran toward the hole. Upon seeing this, SkekMal grabbed SkekTek and SkekLach. Razz joined him as he ducked into the open window. Shield summoned his silk threads just as Treesong jumped off the edge. Her body began to plummet into the darkness, the Starbirds following her like stars knocked out of the sky

Chapter Text

A loud splash echoed through the caverns. It was followed by several warbles of three concerned Starbirds. Deep in the caverns, Treesong had been fortunate enough to be able crash into a lake thanks to the help of the starbirds and Orchid slowing down the speed of her descent. Not long, Treesong popped her head out and swam to the shore as best as she could manage.
Inside the house, Ghost groaned. “Everyone ok?”
SkekSo popped his head out of the books that littered the floor. “Define ok?”
Frostcrystal followed suit. She rubbed her head. “Curse it all, my head was just finally healing.” She held SkekSo’s face. “At least my handiwork on your nose is holding up.”
SkekSo and Frostcrystal stared at each other for a long time. A smile came onto Frostcrystal lips. They flinched when Shield popped up next to them, panting hard.
“I hope I never do that again!” Shield crawled out with Razz popping out behind him.
“Same here!” Razz chimed in. He shook himself, his feathers puffed out. “No like being sat on.”
SkekTek slowly got up from his spot from the floor, holding Orchid up. He soon noticed that she seemed to be in a troubled daze. “Orchid? Orchid, can you hear me?”
Orchid blinked. Her whole body trembled as she hugged SkekTek. “Y-yes. It…It just hurts.” She began to sob in his arms. Beside her, Sidetic gave a sad warble.
Ghost went over to her friend. She patted Orchid’s shoulder and began to let out a soft song that she remembered from childhood.
Rustling was soon heard from below. The group turned their attention to the source. They grabbed whatever weapon they could find and ready themselves. Then, Rian popped out of the entryway.
“Is everyone ok?” The Stonewood Gelfling asked.
“Rattled but alive,” SkekMal admitted. Hup made some noises behind him. “More or less.
“What about the others?” Ghost asked. She began to walk over to where Rian was. Lazul groaned loudly on her back.
“Drum is protecting his girlfriend and the Grunaks as we speak.” Rian answered. “Brea and Deet are plastered against the floor with their respective pelts, and the others are checking for water damage.”
Ghost sighed. “Best if I go join them.” She walked down the stairs with SkekMal close behind. The trio went down the hallway when they found Drum pinned to the wall, his body covering the Grunaks and Rowenia. His whole body was shaking, letting out whimpers.
Ghost put a hand on him. “Drum-”
“AAAAAAHHHHHH!” Drum screamed. He continued to scream, his claws dug deeper into the wall.
“Drum! Drum!” Rian shouted.
Ghost patted his back. “Drum it’s ok! It’s over!”
Drum panted, his body vibrated to the point where the house might rattle. He sniffed as he looked at Ghost and Rian. “Oh…It’s just you two. How far did we fall?”
Ghost grimaced. “Far…Very, very, very far down.”
Rian grimaced. “We could be in Grotten Territory.”
Drum leaned back, Rowenia and the Grunaks popped their heads out. “That should be good. Deet could be our guide.” He tried to move from the wall, but he didn’t budge. He tried again with the same result. “Uh…little help?”
Ghost and Rian looked at his claws, each one was buried deep into the wall. They both sighed and looked at each other. They grabbed Drum’s arms, pulling with all the strength that Thra would give them. The claws only came out slightly.
Ghost bit back her anger. “Ok! We pull and you guys push!” She watched as SkekMal came up behind Drum, gripping the shoulders. The Grunaks and Rowenia placed their hands on the inner portions of Drums arms.
“One!” Rian shouted, his grip grew tighter.
“Two.” Ghost adjusted her feet, the aches of the fall starting to kick in.
“Three!” Everyone cried in unison. They used all their might to pull Drum out and his claws came out in a loud pop.
Drum stood there for a moment. Then, he finally grimaced and yelled, “Ow!”
Ghost looked at his claws. They were in good shape and didn’t seem to have any problems. Then, she noticed that there was a slight birthmark at the center of his paw. It resembled that of a flower. I’ve seen it before but where?
“Mistress,” Lazul said, his voice took on a tired tone. “The others.”
Ghost nodded. She soon realized the pelt was still on her body. She lifted it up to have a better look. It was in good shape, not a scratch on the head. It licked her face and let out a little “breeee”. She went down the stairs to see more of the mess.
Then, a shriek was heard in the kitchen. Ghost ran to the kitchen to find both SkekAyuk and SkekEkt on a table at the mercy of an angry Peepers.
Ghost frantically looked around until she found a pot that could contain Peepers in. She grabbed the metallic cooking material but could see that Peepers was crawling up the table. Ghost grabbed Peepers with her bare hands, being careful not to agitate it further. She backed away from the two Skeksis as she held onto the struggling beetle.
Rian ran up to her with Deet close beside him. He gasped as he saw Ghost holding Peepers. “Put that down!”
Ghost refused to let go. Then, she saw Lazul spread out his arms and touch the feral creature. Peepers bit the arms but he was soon surrounded by a glowing blue light. Slowly, Ghost loosened her grip as Peepers began to calm down.
“Peepers! Peepers!” Drum’s voice bellowed down the hallway as he came crashing into the kitchen. He sighed as Ghost handed Peepers to him. “Thank goodness. I thought you got squashed in the fall.”
SkekAyuk got back down while helping the Ornamentalist. “I was checking the spices when that thing popped up. Had to use a frying pan to protect myself.”
Drum went over to a basket that was laid near the kitchen sink. He shuffled around as Peepers crawled onto his back. As he set it upright, he sighed.
“What’s wrong?” Deet asked.
“I’m out of treats,” Drum said. His ears drooped at this. “The other Arathim must’ve snatched some during the-” He froze as a rattling noise echoed in a pile of discarded pots.
Rian pulled out his sword. He pulled Deet close behind him, his weapon aimed at the source of the sound. He paid no mind to Ghost moving in closer behind him. The noise stopped the moment he reached it. With a flick of his wrist, he knocked over the pot.
They all jumped away as the Threader hissed at them. Legs flailed madly and chittered words that only Ghost could understand. Hurts…it all…hurts… It wobbled for a moment until it finally flopped over to one side.
Ghost slowly crept over to the creature. The silver pelt turned its eyeless head to the direction of the Threader, as if sensing its pain. Ghost picked it up and rolled the creature around. She sighed. “It’s alright. He is only unconscious.”
Deet tilted her head. “How did he manage to get free from Chamberlain's control?”
Ghost thought for a moment. “Not sure…The fall may have shocked those that were still hiding the walls of the house.”
Amien popped from one of the walls. He let out a small curse as he realized that he had no water in his cauldron. He glowered with his one eye and continued to grumble once more.
Ghost shifted her neck over to Lazul. “Lazul, can you track any of the other Threaders that might’ve taken shelter?”
Lazul stretched out his arms and let out a groan. “I’m sorry Mistress, but I’m afraid I can’t do much without water.”
SkekAyuk huffed. “Well I tried that and the sink doesn’t work.” He crossed his arms. “Won’t even have enough for a decent soup.”
Drum and Peepers let out a sigh. In synch, they bowed their heads.
“Well, I can take you to the underground lake.” Deet said, her ears lifted slightly. “We’ll grab enough supplies there.”
“You mean the lake at our doorstep?” Gurjin asked from the door frame.
“Huh?” Ghost said, tilting her head.
The group ran out to see a large view before. Just as Gurjin said, a huge lage opened before them. Waterfalls roared in the distance and the water gave a strange, unearthly glow. Pieces of the debris floated about. The Starbirds were in the center of the lake, preening their feathers.
Ghost turned her back for Lazul to see. “Found your water.”
Lazul’s eye expanded. He moved his arms off of Ghost and dove into the water. He popped out moments later. His arms flailed around as he began to swim laps.
Ghost let out a laugh. To her surprise she saw a black and purple blur dash past her and go into the water. She flinched as water came at her face. She grinned to see that it was Amein and Magn both joining Lazul, the three Djins swam like they’ve never had before.
SkekMal chuckled behind her. “Glad to see those fools see a positive in our situation.” He looked at her. “Are you alright?”
Ghost nodded. “Aside from being rattled by the drop, I’m fine.” She looked at the Threader in her hands. “I wish I could say for the rest of the Arathim.”
SkekMal sighed. He rubbed his neck with the back of his hand and sat down.
Kylan, the All Muadra, Tavra and the rest of the group walked out of the doorway. They all looked up to where they'd dropped. All eyes widened in shock.
SkekVar let out a low whistle. “That’s a wicked drop! I’m surprised we’ve managed to keep the house intact.”
Amien swam over to them. “That would be mostly my doing.” He gave an annoyed look. “Trying holding on Treesong’s back while dealing with multiple Threaders crawling into the walls!”
Ghost lifted her head. “How many?! Is there a way to reverse what was done to them?” She showed Amien the Threader in her hands.
Amien stared at the creature. “Have about a hundred or so trapped in my wall. They’re unconscious but I think this is something that you and Lazul should look into.”
Deet shrieked, causing everyone to turn their attention to her. She began to fly over with the black pelt in her arms.
“What’s going on?” Sparks asked.
Ghost scanned the horizon to see a faint outline of a building. Smoke billowed out of one of the houses. Her eyes widened in horror.
SkekOk followed Ghost’s gaze. “Oh no…That’s the Grotten home.”
Drum, Sparks and Frostcrystal sniffed. They all shrunk back in dismay. Sparks and Frostcrystal both growled. The Skeksis followed after.
“What is it?” Kylan asked. He looked up at SkekMal.
SkekMal was the first to speak. “There’s death in the air. Rot too.”
Ghost went pale at this. She flared out her wings and took off. She was only a few feet in the air when SkekMal grabbed her arm.
“Where do you think you’re going?” SkekMal snarled.
Ghost turned to him. “I can’t let her go to that place alone! There might be a Bone Lord there!” She tried to break free, but she was soon pulled into the Hunter’s arms. She could only glare at SkekMal in his new mask.
“Think about this, Ghost.” SkekMal’s voice gave an angry growl, but it also betrayed a hint of fear. “The Chamberlain no doubt knows you’re part Grotten. He may be setting a trap for you to lower your guard. You’re too valuable to his cause.”
Ghost heaved a massive sigh. She rubbed her temples. “Then, what can I do? Deet is all by herself and the other Arathim might still be under their control.”
SkekMal chuckled. “I remembered the words of a clever Gelfling. ‘Treat this as a hunt. Observe and take action when needed.’”
Ghost blushed. “N-not the exact words but you’re not wrong.”
Rian raised a blade. He walked along the shore with Deet in tow. “Then let’s at least catch up to her and make sure she’s safe.”
Drum looked at Treesong. “What about her?”
Nova flew over to where they were, shrinking in the process. She let out a few warbles as she nestled into SkekTek’s shoulder.
“Nova says she’ll be fine,” SkekTek translated. “Let’s go.”
The group took the long way across the lake. Each team member was equipped with a weapon of their choosing. As they got closer, the smell of smoke and death got stronger. They tried their best not to cough at the smell but the sight before wasn’t easy either. Some of the houses were smashed in and a few doors were close to falling off their hinges. Baskets and other tools were scattered across the floor. However, there were no other Gelflings in sight. No spot of blood was on the floor.
“I don’t like the looks of this,” SkekMal said. His eyes peered around, his lower left arm tried to shield Ghost.
Drum gulped. He glanced around nervously with the Grunaks close behind him. “U-um maybe it’s a good thing. They might’ve gotten away.”
SkekVar shook his head. “I highly doubt it. We barely got away from Arathim. I have a feeling they might be held as prisoners.”
A soft sobbing reached their ears. It was coming from the west portion of their location. Rian and Hup ran toward it. Ghost, Brea, Gurjin and Tavra ran close behind. They all arrived at a small house where Deet sat in a ransacked room. The Grotten held a toy in her hands with the black pelt placing its head against hers as if to comfort her.
“Deet?” Rian walked over to her, putting his sword back into his sheath. He knelt down beside her.
“Why is this happening?” Deet sobbed. “Bobb’N is just a childling! He’d never hurt anyone! Neither would my fathers!” She hugged Rian as if her whole life depended on it.
Ghost could only stare at this. She shut her eyes, focusing on her power. Come on! Come on! Give me something that will end this suffering! She tightened her hand around the pelt that she held. The pelt felt warmer in her hands as if it was lending its power to her. She saw a vision she’s never seen before. A fight between four monstrous creatures. One resembled that of a Skeksis with wings and had a similar whimper to The Chamberlain. One on the left was a wolf creature with icy spikes jutting out of its body and letting out a fierce howl. The second resembled SkekMal, but he was pelted down with pure white feathers and fur. The creature in the middle resembled a sheep, horns curved back in the same manner and antlers that spread out like trees.
“Ghost! Ghost!”
Ghost gasped out of shock as she felt SkekMal’s claws wrap around her shoulders. She panted as she found herself covered in sweat. She looked around to see the others gathered around her, their faces filled with concern.
“Are you alright?” Brea asked.
Ghost took a breath. “Yeah…Just tried to have a vision.” Her ears flicked up, eyes wide. “No one move…”
Everyone else froze. They scanned around the area and inside the house. Skittering soon echoed around the walls, followed by heavy breathing. Weapons were drawn out and Sparks’ fur began to glow.
Drum pointed at a small movement a few feet west from their spot. “There!”
The little creature moved toward the group, it moved lopsidedly as if ready to collapse at any moment. In the dim light, pointed ears twitched frequently. Large eyes were dull and the mouth moved in undistinguishable tongues.
Deet walked out of the doorway. She gasped. “Bobb’N? Bobb’N is that you?” She took a step toward him, but Shield stopped her.
“Don’t! Look at his face!” Shield let out a warning growl. “You there! Get off of the Gelfling childling.”
Bobb’N lifted his head. In the dim light, a Threader was seen attached to his face. He let out an eerie laugh. “You have some nerve, traitor.”
Shield flinched but remained his composure. “At least I’m not serving under the thumb of the Chamberlain and becoming what I hate most.”
Bobb’N let out a nasty growl. He took a menacing step at them.
SkekMal pulled out his blades, his eyes darted from one wall to the next. Ghost following his lead.
“We got company…” Ghost whispered.
“How many?” All Maudra Mayrin asked. Her eyes also darted along the walls.
Ghost leaned back. “Ten at least on the right.” She stiffened as she heard a soft clink against the stone walls. “I stand corrected, there's two more.”
It wasn’t long until they saw Silk Spitters move toward them, letting out hisses. Ice Walkers appeared next to them. They were as big as Shield, bodies glistening in the light. Blue eyes focused on them.
Shield raises his head, entranced by the smaller of the two Ice Walkers. “It’s you.”
The Ice Walker stared at him. “Do…I know you?”
A faint rumble was heard in the distance. A stray rock tumbled down and narrowly hit SkekAyuk. Then, they saw a large Nurlock looming over them. Purple eyes glaring down at them.
“Run!” Ghost yelled.
The Nurlock roared as he came down at them. They scattered and dodged rocks that came upon their path. One could tell where they were going but they knew they had to get to safety.
Bobb’N cried out and tried to get out of the way. He collapsed after he slipped on a rock, the Threader squeaked in pain upon impact.
“Bobb’N!” Deet ran toward her brother, Hup and Rian close behind. She dodged a boulder and snatched her brother upon impact. She soon saw the Threader dislodge itself from Bobb’N. Deet cupped her hand as she shifted her grip on her brother.
“Deet!” Hup cried. “Need to get safety!”
Meanwhile, Ghost and SkekMal went south with the Grunak in tow. Ghost was in SkekMal’s lower arms. She leaned into him as he tried to shelter her from the boulders. Everything boomed around her and she tried to activate her vision again. Her chest tightened, her ears pinned back into her head. She tried to move her head to see where they were going, but SkekMal just kept her pinned against his chest.
“Ghost stay down!” SkekMal growled. “We need to head back to the house.”
Ghost soon heard his heartbeat. It had a steady rhythm that helped ease her nerves. She tried to focus on the noise, prayers to Thra repeating in her head. Then, it happened. She saw a Bone Lord loom before Drum, the Flowerweaver screamed at him. SkekShod held something small in his arms and SkekZok staring at him with admiration. Then, a path to the house through Grot territory.
SkekMal let out a cry, causing her vision to end. He tumbled onto the ground with the Grunak close behind. Their world spun for a moment until they reached a cavern that hid them from everything else. The rocks tumbled and blocked the entrance.
Ghost got up and banged her fist against the rock. “Move! Curse it all! Move!” She pushed against the stone with all her might. She soon heard the Grunak get up and tried to help her. After several tries, the rock still refused to budge.
Ghost let out a growl and shut her eyes. Her hands balled into fists, muttering prayers to Thra once more. She tried to look at the visions again, trying to see if there could be a path to take out of the caverns. Nothing showed in her visions. Tears began to leak out of her eyes, sobs leaking out.
“Ghost?” One of the Grunaks patted her back.
Ghost looked up to the couple. “I’m sorry. I don’t have the same visions like Mother Aughra. I should see things at will but I can’t…They just…show up…and not at the time I need it most.”
The Grunaks hugged her, their large frames gave her comfort. One of them began to sing an old tune. The other rubbed her back.
Ghost could feel herself slowly calm down a bit. Her sobs and tears slowed down.
“Ghost,” SkekMal’s voice reached her ears. “Stop comparing yourself to that old sack of bones.” He got up, his mask was slightly broken. “Your powers are much different. She’s had them far longer than you, but that doesn’t mean your abilities are worthless.”
Ghost looked up at SkekMal. Her eyes went wide at the blood dripping down his face. “You’re hurt…”
SkekMal crawled over to her. “Don’t mind me. Just focus on finding a way out.”
Ghost sobbed. “I’m trying! But other images cloud my mind and they won’t tell me anything or where it’ll happen!”
SkekMal held her hand. “Remember how you hunted with Frostcrystal and me?” He smiled as she nodded. “Your problem is that you are doing too much at one time. Wanting to help everyone beyond your control. Take on just one prey at a time. What do we need to do right now?”
Ghost took a breath. “We-” She waved a hand to everyone around them. “Need to get out of this room.”
“Start with that,” SkekMal said. “Focus on my voice and the touch of the Grunaks. You’re connected to Thra through them, focus on that.” He reached for his hand. “On me.”
Ghost took his hand. She let out a slow breath. Her sight faded into something else. A vision of a path, one that was only a few feet from where she was opening to water. She allowed the Grunak to back away from her and let her grip on SkekMal drop. Her ears shifted to the sound of air moving through stone. She knelt down to a pile of rocks and began to move one of them. As she did so, it got louder.
SkekMal turned to her. He crawled over to her. “You saw something?”
Ghost nodded. “I just need to shift these stones, there’s a tunnel we could use to slip through.” She turned to the Grunaks. “Can you help me?”
The Grunaks nodded and headed over to where Ghost stood. Brosnin held the frame up while Maion moved the stones. They were able to move the items away and air rushed at them.
Ghost let out a whoop. Suddenly, a skittering noise is heard from above. Roars and growls followed after. “We need to go! Hurry!”
The Grunaks went first, their heavy feet shuffled through. Ghost went next with SkekMal close behind. The group continued to go through the tunnel when the stone gave way and they began to slide down a shaft. They grabbed the nearest ledge they could find, swinging themselves into the walls.
Ghost looked down and gulped. Her wings and body pressed against the cavern. “Well…I certainly didn’t see that.”
SkekMal shook his limbs and reached for Ghost. “That doesn’t matter. At least we’re finally out of that tunnel.” He grabbed the others and set them on his back. “Let’s find the others before the remaining Arathim and Bone Lords do.”
Ghost took a deep breath and activated her vision again. Before long, she saw Treesong and SkekTek facing down a Bone Lord that was holding the three Djinns. “Treesong and the Djinn are in trouble!”
—----------(Deet, Rian and Hup)-------------------------------------------
They didn’t know how long they’ve been running but it seemed that they had managed to get far away from the madness only to realize that they are without their allies. Deet laid her unconscious brother and the Threader down, she tried to shake them gently.
“Bobb’N! Wake up Bobb’N!” Deet pleaded. She could hear her brother breathing faintly.
Rian shook his head. “It’s no use. Unless we can get help, he’ll stay like this.”
Deet looked at the black pelt. It’s sightless head turned to her. “Can you help me?” She lowered the pelt down and tenderly placed it on her little brother.
Hup shook his head. “Deet, may not work.”
Deet turned to Hup. “We have to try something.” She looked at her brother again. Tears streamed her eyes and she stroked her little brother’s hair. “I’m sorry I took so long to be home…Please be alright.” Then, she began to sing.
As she did so, the pelt glowed a dark blue light. It bleated out as if to mimic Deet’s song. Then, it lifted a piece of itself over to the Threader. Both Childling and Threader were covered in the blue aura. Once it was finished, Bobb’N gasped and let out a coughing fit.
“Bobb’N!” Deet hugged her brother, stroking once more. Tears sprung out of her eyes as he hugged her back.
“Deeeet…” Bobb’N’s voice cracked as he spoke. He sniffled, tears flowing out of his eyes. “I miss you…I want fathers.”
Deet sniffed. “Don’t worry. We’ll find them. I’m sure they haven’t gone too far.” Her ears lifted up and she hugged her brother. “Do you hear that?”
Rian lifted his blade. Hup repeated his movement. “There’s someone nearby…” Rian pressed his body against a rock wall, inching sideways as he got to a corner. He waved Deet over to the spot. Once Deet was at his side, he arched his sword. “Get ready to run,” he whispered.
Heavy footsteps were followed by guttural growls. Large shadows loomed over a corner. Some clinked with what Rian was certain were weapons. As they round to the hiding spot, Rian and Hup jump in front of them. To their relief, it was SkekSo, Frostcrystal, SkekAyuk, SkekEkt and SkekAyuk.
“Never thought I’d see the day I’d be happy to see you,” Rian said, lowering his weapon.
“Same here,” SkekSo said. He put his claws to his chest. He looks Rian square in the eye. “Did you find the others?”
Rian shook his head. “No, we’ve only been able to revive Deet’s brother so far.” He nearly jumped at the sound of a squeak.
The group turned their attention to the Threader that crawled over to them. Its little body sat against a rock. Bobb’N squealed at the sight and clung to Deet for dear life.
“Don’t let it touch me!” Bobb’N cried. “It made me act funny.” Tears went down its eyes.
SkekSo went over to the Arathim, a foot raised. “Right. Best get rid of it.” He nearly jumped as Frostcrystal pulled him back.
“Wait,” She said. “It might be of use to us.” She got in front of SkekSo and lowered herself. Her claws smoothed out to give a nice opening to the Threader. “Come on now. I know you don’t want to be squashed as much as we do. Take us to the Arathim and we can fix them.” Frostcrystal was met with a few grumbles and the Threader reluctantly climbed on.
SkekSo rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. “Grand, now you’ve got something that’ll kill us later.”
Frostcrystal glared at him. “I’m sorry and whose fault is that?” She let out a low growl at him.
Deet raised a hand to them. “Please stop fighting! We’re still not safe.” On her shoulder, the black pelt raised its head and started bleating. Her body tensed and her eyes turned blue-violet.
Rian leaned next to Deet. “Deet? Deet what’s wrong?”
Deet could see shadows further up from where SkekSo and the others had been. One of them was a boney, very boney. She held onto Bobb’N tightly and turned to Rian. “Run.”
No one had any time for questions. They all began to run as a shriek was followed by skittering noises. They went down a path that kept winding down deeper into the caverns. They dodged the Threaders and Silk Spitters that came at them. Just as they reached an opening they were immediately met with silk wrapping them up. They all struggled and thrashed about but nothing they did could break it.
“Oh…grand…” A husky voice uttered. “I’ve caught…the moon maiden…and the warrior of Thra…” Heavy footsteps followed. As the Arathim came closer, they soon saw a large Earth Croaker standing before them. She had a mask on just like the rest, her weapon was a large hammer.
“Moon Maiden?” Hup sputtered out the webbing stuck in his mouth. “What that?”
“She’s talking about the prophecy,” Frostcrystal explained. Her teeth sunk into the silk. She avoided the Silk Spitters that watched her from below as she tried to figure out how to break free. “She’s referring to Deet because of da pelt.” She was able to free her claws before the Arathim came at her. She swung at them with a fierce growl.
“You weren’t…supposed to know that…Canimoon…” The Bone Lord said. She summoned a hammer at her side. She edged closer to SkekAyuk, the Gourmand trembling as the stranger got closer.
“Stay away from him!” SkekEkt screamed. Something flashed in his eyes, his scales started to brighten.
“Careful SkekEkt!” Frostcrystal warned. She thrashed once more until the silk gave way from her weight. “Bone Lord Cers is not to be trifled with. She soon bit the leg of Silk Spitter.
Bone Lord Cers turned to SkekEkt. There was no trace of fear in her eyes. She walked up to SkekEkt, then lightly moved his head with a hammer. She inched close enough that SkekEkt could smell the rot on her breath.
“Ugh! Disgusting!” SkekEkt bit back his tongue in hopes of not gagging. He glared at the enemy while his face was pressed against cold, hard metal.
“So…” Bone Lord Cers said. “So, you’ve become the next Lord of Air.”
SkekEkt stared out in confusion. “Wha-what are you talking about?” To his horror the hammer was raised over Bone Lord Cers head, eyes focused on him.
“Well…Let us…fix that.” Bone Lord Cers was about to land a blow when shrieks were heard beside her. Before long, an object that resembled a boulder crashed into her. She flew several feet away and smashed against a wall.
“What in Thra was that?” Gurjin asked. In the meantime, Frostcrystal had managed to free him from his restraints.
“Ow…” The boulder unfurled itself and wobbled for a moment. It was none other than Drum. The Flowerweaver rubbed his head. “Not the best plan I came up with, but it should buy us some time.” He waved to the group. “Hello.”
“Drum run!” Rian yelled. “The Arathim will tear you to bits. Get out of here!” Rian struggled against his bind, desperately reaching for his sword.
“Don’t worry,” Drum reassured. “I have something that might help, but you may need to get ready to run to Treesong when you’re out.” He fiddled with a bag in his claws and pulled something out. In them were several of the edible treats that he made for Peepers. “Yoo hoo! Spitters! Look what I have.” He ducked as a hammer was swung at his head. “Rude!”
“How bold of you slave…” Bone Lord Cers growled. “You…seem more resilient than when I saw you. Far…different from…most Flowerweavers.”
“My name’s Drum!” Drum yelled back. He flung the treats at the nearest Silk Spitters. He dodged the hammer and shoved his claws into Lord Cers.
Lord Cers swung her claws down at Drum. They hit his shoulders in retaliation, but was soon met with a Peeper Beatle crawling up her leg. She tried to swat the small creature away, but Drum flung her off.
Gurjin ran over to Drum. He knocked over the Threaders that tried to crawl over him and Drum. “Are you alright?”
Drum gripped his sides. “More pain than I’m used to. I think you could help me.” He handed the treats to Gurjin.
Gurjin’s eyes widened. “What do you need me to do with these?”
“Throw!” Drum yelled. “Then duck!”
“How could that-”
“Throw!” Drum repeated.
Gurjin hesitated for a moment. Then, he threw it to a nearby corner that led to a tunnel. He pounced on Drum and ducked.
The treats scattered on the ground, unleashing a strange smell. It was sweeter with a heavier hint of earth. The Arathim stopped what they were doing and turned to the direction of the treats. They screeched, going after it in full force.
Bobb’N wailed as something green crept up next to him. “Waaaaah! Deet! Deet!”
Deet turned to recognize the carapace of Shield. “Bobb’N! Bobb’N! It’s ok. He’s a friend!” She struggled a little longer until her black pelt began to shift around. A strange scythe-like tail popped out and cut apart the sticky silk. She moved around until her feet were firmly on the ground. She reached out for her brother.
Bobb’N kicked and screamed until the silk gave way. He landed onto Shield's back. He stopped as he looked down at the green Silk Spitter. He stared at Shield for a moment then reached out to pat Shield’s head.
Shield let out a soft purr. “Nice to meet you kid. Hang on!” He scooped up Deet and skittered past the raging Arathim.
“Where are we going?!” Deet asked. She reached a hand as she pulled Rian and Hup up.
“Back to Treesong!” Shield answered. “We’re regrouping there.”
“But we can’t leave the others like this!” Deet argued. She clung to Rian as she nearly fell off Shield’s back.
Shield’s eyes shimmered with happiness. “Don’t worry! They’ll all be joining us soon enough.”
Before Deet could press for further questions, she held on to Bobb’N while Rian and Hup held on to her. The black pelt wrapped around her body. A strange sensation took place. The pelt started to fill like a part of her skin. Her limbs felt as though they were stretched out and running. The cave walls gave way to a strange forest. Trees of dark purple leaves, but they didn’t smell of rot. More as if the forest was alive then dead. Heavy flapping echoed in the forest. She looked up and saw Murkon. For some reason, she wasn’t afraid. Instead, she ran forward with a crazed eagerness. Each leap was a deep sense of joy. Then, she felt as if she was flying and was above the trees.
Murkon turned to face her. His sharp smile spread across his face. His wings fluttered as he faced her. “Hello daughter.”
Deet blurted out the words before thinking. “Hello father!”
“Deet! Deet!” Rian’s voice brought her out of her trance.
Deet gasped. Her skin felt cold and clammy. She found herself staring into Rian’s blue eyes. She reached out towards Rian’s face and smiled when she met the touch. Her throat was dry but her world didn’t spin as Rian helped her up into a sitting position.
“Deet, are you ok?” Rian asked.
“I…I think so…” Deet touched her shoulders and felt her own clothing. “Wait! Where’s the cloak?”
“Right here,” Brea said, holding it up for Brea to see. However, it seemed to have grown horns in the process. On her shoulder, the sun pelt was larger and now had its own legs as well.
A thought came to Deet. “Di-did you see it too?”
“See what?” Rian asked.
“I saw…I saw Murkon,” Deet said. She coughed as her voice rasped.
“What?!” Everyone yelled in unison.
Frostcrystal leaned in front of Deet, handing her a drink. Once it was finished, she helped her up onto her feet.
Deet looked around and gaped at what she was seeing. All around her, her clan was huddled around the house. They were talking amongst each other, eyeing the Arathim on the other side of the house. Among them were her fathers. Bobb’N held by one of his fathers, weeping as he did so.
Frostcrystal blocked her view as she got in front of her. “What did you see?” She asked.
“I…I was running somewhere,” Deet answered. “A forest. Then, I saw Murkon up in the sky. I just felt excited and went up there. Next thing I knew, I called him father.”
Brea walked over to Deet and hugged her. She whimpered. “I saw that too.”
Frostcrystal walked backward. “That…That doesn’t make any sense…” Her ears flicked up as she heard something behind her. A heavy breathing. “Who’s there?!”
A large shadow lumbered toward them. Heavy breathing grew louder, followed by shuffling steps. The light coming from a fire that SkekTek made revealed a bleeding Skeksis carrying a barely functioning Grunak. The Hunter collapsed into a heap in front of everyone.
“SkekMal!” Deet cried. She got up from her spot and rushed over to him. Frostcrytal knelt beside them, her fingers against his neck. “SkekMal can you hear me?”
SkekMal wheezed as he opened one eye. “G-gone…She’s gone.”
SkekTek and SkekEkt were the only Skeksis that got to their fellow Skeksis the quickest. “Who?” SkekTek asked. He lowered himself down and held up the Hunter’s head. “Who’s gone?”
“G-Ghost…” SkekMal coughed. “S-SkekSil took her.”

Chapter Text

….Earlier….
Ghost let out a whoop of joy as she, the Grunaks and SkekMal slid down a slope and they landed on a patch of soft earth. She laughed as she shook herself. Her face covered in dirt. “That. That was fun! I had no idea how much I needed that.”
The Grunaks bobbed their heads in agreement. Then, Maion clutched his stomach.
Ghost turned to him, she tilted her head. “Are you ok?”
Maion nodded. “Me ok. Just…tired.” He was met by a hug.
“Don’t worry,” Ghost assured him. “We’ll be there soon. Just hold tight ok?”
Maion looked at Brosin and then nodded. They all turned their gaze back to SkekMal. The Hunter was sniffing the air.
“All clear,” SkekMal said. He turned them. “I do smell the others. They’re close.”
Ghost nodded. She helped Maion with her shoulders slung on his one arm. They trudged on. Ghost could hear murmuring voices in the distance. One of them was SkekTek. She tried her best to pick up the pace, but the lumbering form beside her nearly fell.
“Slow down,” Maion said. “Can’t keep up.”
Ghost turned to him. “Sorry. I’m just glad the others are ok.”
“Mmmm…Yes…I glad you’re ok too.”
Ghost froze at the sound of the voice. Her eyes darted around the area, no one was there. A grunt sounded in front of her. Her heart stopped beating as she saw SkekMal laid down on the floor, a pool of blood forming. Her breath trapped in her throat upon seeing SkekSil stand over him. “You…”
SkekSil gave a bone-chilling smile to Ghost. In his hand was a sword red with SkekMal’s blood. “Been a while. Ghost thought she clever. Thought to save Thra with help of traitors and Skeksis?” He took a step towards her.
Ghost tried to shield her friend. “Don’t come any closer!”
SkekSil laughed. He lifted his blade to Ghost’s chin. “You think you can take down and protect friends. Can you protect him?” He pointed at SkekMal. As if on cue, a Bone Lord crept into view. A weapon was aimed at the hunter’s skull.
She turned to the Grunak couple. “Run! Run and don’t look back!”
Maion tried to get away, but an arrow stabbed him in the shoulder. Another one followed after, this one went through his leg. He continued to limp away. Brosin reached for him, but a Canimoon flashed out of the darkness and carried him away.
“Noooo!” Ghost cried. She dodged just as SkekSil was about to bring a sword down on her. “You’ll pay for that!”
SkekMal sneered. “Funny. I was thinking the same thing!” He raised his sword and tried to strike Ghost.
Ghost dodged, the blade cut her hair. She reached for one of SkekMal’s swords and swung with all her might. She was able to slash a piece of the robe along the abdomen. She swung again, and this time she was able to hit SkekSil’s shoulder blade. Her arms screamed in pain but everything inside her was of pure rage. Her eyes began to glow, and ice and flames formed beneath her. She focused her will on the plant she could use to keep SkekSil still.
SkekSil cried out as the elements sprung around him. A flame scorched his right sleeve. Then, an icicle pierced his arm. He cried out in pain, forcing him to drop his sword. It didn’t take long for a root to wrap around his waste and hold him up in the air. His chin was met by a sword. “Well…Played.”
“Leave me and my friends alone!” Ghost said, her voice warped. It sounded more ethereal as if Thra’s fury had flowed into her body.
SkekMal got up from his spot. The Hunter hobbled over to her as he gripped his wound. He coughed. “G-Ghost…We need to hurry. There could be more coming.”
Ghost turned around. Her eyes filled with tears. “B-but…We can’t leave them like this! They still need our help!” Just then, a clawed hand grabbed her hair and pulled her up. She found her feet dangling in the air.
SkekSil broke free of the root, pieces of bark clung to his clothes. He shook his other arm free and slashed at SkekMal’s face. Before the Hunter could retaliate, the Chancellor grabbed him by the throat. He squeezed his neck and flung him away.
Ghost reached out for him, dropping her sword. “Mal!” Before she could even have time to react, her face was slammed into a wall, and her world went black.
—-------(present)----------------------------------------------------------------
The group stared at SkekMal in pure horror. SkekTek paled at this and exchanged a look with Orchid. SkekEkt began to hyperventilate, holding SkekAyuk’s claws. Rian whipped out his sword and began to run to the area.
All Maudra Mayrin reached forward. “Rian, stop! You can’t rush in without a plan!”
Rian whipped around to face the All Maudra. “I can’t just leave her alone!”
“And you won’t,” SkekTek said. “Orchid and I will join you.” Orchid nodded beside him.
SkekEkt broke free from SkekAyuk and hustled over. “I’ll come too!” It didn’t take long for Grumble and Fearless to be at his side.
SkekSo went over and helped SkekMal up. “Frostcrystal and I will get his wound addressed. Be wary of SkekSil. I’ve known him long enough that he can cause severe damage when left alone for too long.”
Drum hustled over. “I’ll…I’ll go look for the Grunaks.” He turned to Razz. “Razz? Can you help me find them?”
Razz nodded. Then, he flew over to the water and picked up Lazul. He wobbled as the Djinn started to show resistance.
Lazul opened his eye, wide and alert. “What is going on? I feel great distress.” He rotated his eye. “Where’s my mistress?”
SkekMal got onto his feet with SkekSo’s help. “T-taken…I’m sorry Lazul. Chancellor ambushed us.”
At this, something flashed in Lazul’s eye. He swung down from Razz and latched onto SkekMal. His arms wrapped around The Hunter’s body, a strange glow that coursed through him. “Find her, hunter. You promised to protect her! Pursue her!”
SkekMal tried to remove him from his grip, but it didn’t work. The blood slowly eased its flow. His breath eased up, something coiled in his body. For the first time, tears flowed out of his eyes. His memories of her flowed into him. Her laugh, her smile. The way she holds his hand. He sniffed and wiped his hand. “I’ll join the hunt.”
—------------------(Sometime later, Drum and Razz)--------------
Drum sniffed the ground, his nose taking in any scent that he could find. He moved each rock away until his claws bled. He looked up to see Razz hovering above his head. “Did you find anything, Razz?”
Razz flew down, his eyes solemn. “No…Nothing yet.”
Drum froze at a smell that he’s grown familiar with. He gulped. “Razz…I think I found one of them.” He picked up the pace and continued to sniff the blood until he saw a scarlet trail at his feet. His eyes widened. “Oh no…” He followed it until he saw something that made him want to heave. Maion is lying still, with a large rock in his head. A dead Felidawn lay right next to it. Drum turned to Razz. “Razz! Get help!”