Spells, Summons, Strikes... and Trixie?

Chapters

Chapter 1, A Storm is SO brewing... Where Trixie put her coat?
Chapter 2: Nightmares and Dreamscapes
Chapter 3: RUN, Rainbow, RUN!! Trixie gonna cast a spell!
Chapter4: A Razzle Dazzle Dual, Trixie vs. the Dazzlings
Chapter5: Trixie, a Cat, a Doll, and a Hatter . . .
Chapter 6: . . . Make for a wild Tea Party, Don'tit?
Chapter 7: "Yes, Sir! Sensei, Sir!" Is all You need to know, Trixie, My student. Oh and give me your heart.
Chapter 8 : Of Ice, Arcane, Love and the facts of the magi
Prolog: Life is a play, The World a stage, And we are merely players. Uhg! Trixie needs a better writer!

Chapter 1, A Storm is SO brewing... Where Trixie put her coat?

I was in las vegas, Trixie the great and powerful was queen of the srtip. Fame, Wealth and Fortune. all for... what trick was it again? No, she had not changed just her location. Something was still missing. The 'IT Factor'. Trixie still needed the spark to light the tinder of herself into a magician of true worth. But she seemed fated to be a second string on a second fiddle to real talent. NO, NO, NOOO! Trixie is going to be the best because Trixit was the BEST! No amount of practice would sway her. The blood, Sweat and Tears for her craft were a pittance of a cost for true success.

Just then she was on stage dressed in a red leotard, White blouses, Black tailcoat with a pin of a wand and cloak over Trixie's heart attached to the pin was her favorite cloak and her platinum blonde locks sported her most prized hat.

A boy Trixie' seen before though she couldn't say when or where, He had the color skin of that demon mode sunset shimmer his hair was bright shades of blood red and ebony black. He wore a simple white tee and red jacket combo with black cargo pants and a pair of brown snow boots

"Waky, Waky! My sleeping beauty. Time for us to make our way to the land of the waking. Now... Awaken!"

~({~@~})~

Blackness, Cold inky dark blackness. Voices, Trixie, She heard two? No, three, Yes three voices. memories of her life, her rotten day, the trip to the old district, the sudden winter storm in the middle of mid-summer, the old abandoned book store bumping into the rude boy and the blue monster, then... then nothing. no more memories. Amnesia, I have amnesia! cause the only other reason I don't remember is because to rember and that would mean I'm still there!

Trixie heard the wintery voice it managed to sound ice cold and concerned at the same time. "Yo did ay scare ta eejit lassee to 'er maker o' not?" a voice that sounded like a wind chime in a gentle breeze answered "Besides mental tremol and a major case of denial she seems okay. I can only heal her wounds on her body not the ones in her skull. Give her a mana bun though, Her magic reserves are too low for my liking."

"She has magic?! and I know all the mages in the mage district! and SHE gets under my watch?! No way! this is LIKE SO TOTALLY AWESOME!"

now Trixie was a reasonable girl, head and heart in the right place. But seriously this was straight out of a saturday morning cartoon! Trixie gingerly opened her eyes. only to shut them in fear again.

when she summoned the nerve to open them once more. the there stood the boy she had seen in her dreams and he synced seamlessly with the rude boy who was half responsible for making her faint! The other half, The blue monstrosity was rummaging though a sachal taking out thing that couldn't possibly fit but did anyway. last was a sprite in a nurse's uniform complete with hat. she was holding a hypodermic needle twice as long as her body filled with a red fluid.

The boy was offering a dark blue pastry to Trixie sitting in the famous "peace treaty" stance. "I'm sorry I scared you but i make the most powerful domain spells around these parts? Take this mana nerushing mana bun as recompense. but tell me what spell did you use to enter my spell oh great and powerful Trixie."

"Trixie didn't use a spell. Trixie just walked into a summer blizzard and came in to get out of the storm. That's all." Trixie said though a mouthful of the strangest food she had ever had the pleasure of eating. she felt as though her very heart and soul were being fed. it more than made up for having less flavor than a lump of white bread. still she ravaged the dumpling savoring the sensation.

"Ay doh't beleave mee ears. nor mee eyes! you 'ot linin' 'cuase ay ca' tell a falsehood from fact. an' how ca' one be so eegnorrat of magic and still use the snuff? an' snee is eattin' that ther' mana bun like it's holy life sweet cake. ca't da lass tell thay ain't gots no tea'st?" the blue one whined to no one in particular. the boy on the other hand merely looked at Trixie with a look of sheer deadpan. it was a good five minutes before he spoke. "I beleave you. all my teaching tell not to. but I do. but where are my manners you have told us your name, but we've yet to give you ours. I'm Blood, Blood Lust zone magician. And..." gesturing to what Trixie had already dubbed to herself 'the blue monster'. " Is Frost Jackclaw, Frosty for short, an Ice Ghoul and over there." waving toward the spite with the oversized syringe. " is my Medic Fairy Yadee. now is it true you don't know any magic?"

"Trixie didn't say Trixie was not knowledgeable about magic. In fact the great and powerful trixie has quite a few tricks up her sleeve. just nothing on the scale of a white out, heh." Trixie added jokingly. Trixie was dumbfounded when Blood asked. "Then what is the extent of your power oh great and powerful Trixie? or are you the weak and feeble Trixie?"

Weak?!! Feeble?!!! AERRR! Okay that does it! Trixie has had it up to the moon with this. So Blood wants Trixie's best, then the best he shall get. time to go big or die!

"So Bloody my dear Trixie going to to do her most difficult and most awe inspiring trick: dead man's last wish." Now all Trixie has to is pull off one of the world's most advanced and difficult tricks has to offer. No sweat. oh Trixie and your. big. fat. mouth!

"The great and powerful Trixie will escape her Devil's Cube before the timer rings bond with rope, Handcuffs and Trixie's own Specially made strait jacket, It's stylish and fully functional. That because Trixie not shooting blanks! No! If Trixie should fail, Trixie dies. so the brave and honorable Trixie advises the squeamish to leave, NOW!" The last part was an order rather than an explanation. and Trixie" last bid not to go though with the most harebrained of her hairbrain schemes.

as she saw no one leaving she resigned herself to her fate.

"Blood please tie Trixie's legs with the rope make sure it tight." directed Trixie as she set a strange cube shaped contraption. "now blood please add the leg shackles, ah! shh! The great and powerful Trixie thanks you." Oh that was a little too tight. Ow.next to come out was hot pink corset style strait jacket complete with lace collar!

"Blood IF I die there is a coded map make sure my Mom gets it, It's in my backpack. My Mom will know the cypher. Make sure she gets it. It show where Trixie buried my last will and testament." "Sure, Can do." "Good now set timer that primes the box. All I need is to shoot the moon." and with that the lid shut and the timer set for what may be the last hour she had to live.

Now Trixie knew her tricks in-side-out. Theoretically she could pull them all off. but Trixie had barely practised the more dangerous ones. But Trixie sheer heart and an unyielding soul made her work, No her passion! her passion work in her favor.

Okay Trixie your in the thick of it now. Priorities. First time lose the jacket. Ugh! Uhhh! Loosening got to, Got to, Got to shoot for the moon!! Yes! The jacket is off now for my legs. tic tic tic tic tic tic tic tic tic tic my shackle are off now the knots. Oh these knots are good quaily knots but the skill of Trixie knows no match, haha! now the releese code is white, Black, Red, Blue, Green, Yellow, Sugared pinecones! Trixie snuck to the back of the store and hid. And just as she planned they were to enralled in the death trap to notus she was no longer in danger. Cinnamon sugar pinecones!

There was a ringing of a bell. The hiss of the fuses as they ran to detonate Trixie's deadly makeshift black powder spike bombs. Triggering a pyro pack witch engulfed the box in red and gold fire. it took thirty minutes to have had Trixie "die" and search her bag.

Yes time for the big finally.

"you know Lust, deary it is very rude to rummage through my bags without checking if that really was the great and powerful Trixie's curtain call." Trixie snickered. Hand over her mouth in such a way that an heir of haughty self-indulgent self-confidence that fit her stage name to a tee.

the audience of three stopped, Looked at her with quire look on there faces. Then broke in to strong, Slow, Respectful applaws. "oy! That Be un' guud trick Lassee. but it ain't no magic. no way. no 'ow. But that 'cloak of obscurity' yee instinctually cast was top knoch." Frost praised, Insulted Trixie and managed to sound like ice at the same time.

Yadee on the other hand was far less impressed. "All that show and build up for a zero class instinct cast?!!! a waste! a waste I tell you! Dal ya mo ra da ko du!"

" Yadee keep cursing like that I'll break out the cold iron dust THEN dispel you. don't give me those pouty face eyes i mean it! okay that dose it." Blood picked up a white leather pouch, To Trixie's amazement, And Yadee's horror sprinkled a black shiny metal powder on the medic sprite. "Desummon, 'Yadee' NOW!" Blood said with a tone that wasn't so venomous as much arctic levels of cold.

"hey! nooooooo!!!!!" Yadee screamed disappearing in a globe of green light.

"What was that ball of emerald light? And where is Yadee? You didn't kill her? did you?" Trixie babbled stunned by seeing what should be only possible in children's books.

"In order a inverse summon, Home, No but weakened, And no, Never. I don't think that's even possible. Now you need to..." Blood Lust started but Trixie cut him off. "Trixie needs to do nothing of the sort! but get her wonderful self home."

"you ever look for something in all the wrong places at all the wrong times, but somewhere in your heart and soul you know

the 'IT' your looking for may just beyond the next turn, and that now is the right time to take what you desire? if that is your case come with me. if not the storm is over and i'll let you be on your way. but if you want to find me i'm on the 13th floor room 3 3/4 of the rent-a-room floop house apartment complex. the one on tomb road. just be sure to greet bob that fuz butt." Blood said with overwhelming sincerity.

"as much as trixie wants what your selling. *sigh.* the deal is much too good to be trusted. the great and powerful Trixie bids you adieu. but might want to meet on a more casual meet up. maybe next week?"

"yeah, yeah I'd like that."

Chapter 2: Nightmares and Dreamscapes

It had been little less the a week since Trixie's odd encounter in the old district. she was having the same reoccurring dream, nay this was no dream or any of it's kin no it was an evil, evil nightmare! although Trixie could remember none of it. it gave her night sweat that Felt like she had just soaked in a tub of ice water. Though on the one week anniversary the meeting with Blood Lust she had the nightmare once more, the difference Trixie remembered the night terror.

Trixie noticed three thing rights away; 1) She was dressed in a cross between academic robes and sports wear. 2) The room she was in had tall curved walls and high domed ceiling. 3) Before her smack dab in the center in the very middle of the room was a pedestal, on the pedestal was a thick book, her wand, a lump of clay, a hand fan, a bowl of water, a candle, a beautiful ornate pearl cross, a silver sword, a gold trading scale, and a crystal sphere.

"Trixie you have thus far failed to bond with a mana source. fail to clam a source and your bond to the mystic plain entirely. In case you haven't got it though you head that. means. your. stage. magic! understand?!

You studied each and every form presented, remember you still have the ability to save your feeble bleh, stage magic. Oh, just saying that make me feel ill." then there was the sound of someone puking their guts up. "there. good. this is the last time you can take THIS test Trixie. I'll ask one last, final time;which is YOUR magic source?"A voice like Trixie's own but deeper, more powerful and the very meaning of the word 'great'. Trixie took her wand and focused her mind in a way that was both strange and oddly familiar.

"Trixie cast; 'scry' and 'mass banishment'! The book is the one thing left meaning that is the Great and Powerful Trixie's element Arcania."

The voice spoke again sounding as before but confused. " Yes, no, how did you find 'the beat of the magi circle'? Much less claim it as our own?!! Oh look at me I'm supposed to show my self and I'm throwing such a uncool fit." Just then a dark green apperision with long raven hair wearing a white kimono with black sash, it had the face of an unicorn and Trixie's human body. Only more full. "I am your spellbound mistress. I am here to serve you. Till the time you no longer need my help, you now must name me to seal our contract."

Trixie looked at the spirit mirror image of herself. "a name huh, it seems we were fated to meet. so why not Fata, it means fate."

"Then I am now henceforth 'Fata, keeper of the stage'. now the morn comes. it is time for us to wake."

"then this is good bye? no Trixie..."

"We will meet as soon as you need me, no sooner, no later."

Trixie awoke the sun blazing in her bedroom window, but even though the rays of warmth entered her room Trixie herself felt like she was in a ice box, she stretched then clutched herself for warmth. Dressed in her slacks and favorite hoodie as Trixie made her way to the kitchen and that when she smelled it. coffee! On the stove was a fresh pot of the blessed stuff, still hot too, on the pot was a note. it read.

I'm so sorry I couldn't be there when you woke up.

in hope to make up for this I've prepared a full breakfast with a spiced full-monty cupcake! hope you like it!

every thing is in the oven, enjoy.

your spellbound servant,

Fata.

Trixie now was hungry infact she felt ravenous, she tore into the mushroom-feta cheese omelet, then the attacked the bacon and sausages, she wolfed down the hashbrowns smothered in ketchup. Last thing on the plate was the white raped cake. she toke a bite and the flavor was breath taking. If the mana bun replenished Trixie's heart and soul. then this full-monty cupcake not only filled her reserves but all of them to. Just as Trixie had finished the coffee pot's contents. *ding-dong* it was the door, but who it was 6:45 AM for the love of Whodini

"coming. hello?"

"Trixie Lulamoon?" It was a man in a crimson, navy and gold postage uniform, not the typical fare.

"Yes this is the great and powerful Trixie, you expected someone else?"

"no. sign here. thumb print there."

"Trixie will NOT sign anything short of an autograph. unless you tell Trixie what Trixie is signing for. and who you are while you at it."

"aha ah ha ha!"

"Trixie doesn't get the joke, sir."

"s'alright, s'alight. oh wise one, just testing your power of observation, and you gots the right stuff you'll make a fine mage. Now all you need is the gear, here is a spell-charge card, a signet ring, and some basic casting supplies, and what am I forgetting, oh yeah a crafting table and level 1A calderon, and Oh my, a letter from the house of Lust. Now why would be sending you a practical unkown a sealed latter? well it's none of my business. I just deliver the mail. I don't care after that, by the by if'n you need to send a latter just put it in a envelope, sealed is best, and write their name and tidal and I Hermes, master of the post will get it though wind, rain, hail, or snow. Now I must be going, the mail does not deliver it self even with magic.*wink*"

and with that.the bright colors merged into white, then faded into nothingness.

Wow, if this the new normal, mama like! I don't have to at CGH until noon. guess I can go to the library then sugarcube corner for lunch, and maybe check out this 'Flophouse'. Is this the bud of a crush? Oh I hope not I got enough on my plate, maybe if I can ignore it it will go away.

Chapter 3: RUN, Rainbow, RUN!! Trixie gonna cast a spell!

8:30 AM, Sugarcube Corner

Rainbow Dash's P.O.V.

I was enjoying her early morning snack at Sugarcube Corner: A wheat bran muffin and a choco-protein shake, and who else the greatly annoying Trixie. I was completely oblivious to the aura of power surrounding Trixie, Trixie's new 'IT' Factor. As Trixie walked over to Pinkie at the counter I snidely remarked, "Hey! the greatly annoying Trixie, bet your magic can't make you as awesomely cool as me?."

Pinkie though for some reason started screaming. "No Dashie you really don't wanna do that 'cause she's..."

"Gonna make you eat those words. By taking your bet, just name the activity and time and Trixie will crush you! Oh, my dear Dashie bring your little friends I'm sure they'll love me schooling you in the follies of your own pride Aha haha ha!"

"Then I call a tri athletic face off! At a Quarter to eleven, First the obstacle course, Then one-on-one basketball most points in ten minutes and finally 'beat the goalie'."

"Deal, But magic is allowed. if your allowed your brute strength dash, then Trixie must have her sheer cunning. Now if you don't mind the great and powerful Trixie could use a Cherry-Cheese Danish."

Pinkie Pie's P.O.V.

Pinkie noticed the strange energy radiating from her newly awakened spell matrix that reminded the pink party planner to though Trixie a 'Happy Awakening' party."Oh! off topic, bad mindset obsession she had to warn the girls. Most people naturally awaken when there still toddling. Trixie managed to force her awakening while not unheard of in grade school. Trixie was in high school going on College!

Trixie's Ego X raw untrained potential, much needed background & experience + Rainbow Dash's challenge = Catastrophe in monumentally epic proportions. No matter how Pinkamina Diane Pie did the math, expect one far flung hair brain never gonna work plan. she needed to 'spike the punch' as it were, but first the danish TRIXIE wanted.

Pinkie already knew of the mages in the world, they were excellent customers. Just a handful of their pocket change could buy her a new hyper deluxe party cannon special and have enough for the ammo, but back to the matter at hand, How was she gonna get the power restrict potion down. Trixie smug throat? Hmmm! Yes that should work, it has to or Trixie might hurt her self or someone else.

"One Cherry/Cheese Danish coming up, and we're trying something new just for the danishes? A new glaze adds flavor and boosts your energy. No charge."

"Trixie will consider it next time, right now all Trixie wants is her pastry. That and a bottle of diet cola"

No! I need to feed her this glaze for all our sakes, time for plan B.

"Won't you consider a sampler? N-no trouble at-t all."

"Trixie will NOT take a 'sampler. Pinkie your acting weirder than normal, and Trixie didn't thing that was possible. Now good day and au due. " With that, Trixie bit into the danish as she payed for it and then walked out.

Pinkster why didn't you offer ME any that glaze and why were you selling it so hard to Trix?"

I did something that defied my very being: I glared venom drenched daggers at my best friend. If looks could kill Dash would be dead twenty times over.

One last plan. Desperate times and all. "Dash I want you to pinkie promise to do what I tell you, no questions asked. Do I have your word?" My face was smiling, but my hair had lost nearly all it's fluff. (My hair never could lie worth a darn.)

"Pink you're starting to scare me, what is it you want me to do? Tell me that and I'll give you my answer."

"I was afraid you say that. I want you to let Trixie win. Now pinkie promise!" My voice was flatter than Granny Pie's flapjacks.

"Heck no! Ain't gonna happen! No way! I'll just throw the match! Pinkie have you been hit on the head? maybe we need to get you to a doctor."

My tear dam broke. "Its gonna be YOU WHO'LL NEED A DOCTOR, IF NOT AN UNDERTAKER!"

Dash was stunned. Pinkie Pie could almost see the cogs gears and pistons work in her spectrum haired friend.

I didn't want to call the cavalry, but I'm plum out options.

10:30 AM, CHS Track and Field Complex

3thd Person P.O.V.

Sunset shimmer was intently listening to a irate Pinkie. Sunset clarified was saying confirming facts and details with the Twilight Sparkle affectionately dubbed 'Sci-Twi'.

Fluttershy was relaxing. Dash, Applejack and Rarity AFTER one go through of Pinkie, were betting the odds 21:2 Trixie's favor, and Pinkie had not yet gotten to the powerful spells. Pinkie was still holding back one of the first and therefore 'Weakest' was 'summon spellbound'. since she hadn't that meant one of any number of things, foremost; 1) She could not summon it for some reason. (Best scenario.) 2) She wouldn't summon it for reasons of pride. (Close second) 3) It had sealed itself until it deemed her worthy. (which was bad) 4) And 5); she can't control it, for It was cloaked WAAAY too well.( Either way was really, really bad.)

"Pinkie Darling, how do you know so much about these 'Spellbinders'? I would expected Sunset to know, but she looks just as befuddled as the rest of us and from what you say they don't like the spotlight. While our friend Trixie seems to not 'fit the build' as it were." Rarity Belle said with the elegance (and snobby arrogance,) of an uptown girl.

"Ah have eh feeling' Pinkie's telling the truth," AJ said, and Pinkie visibly relaxed. " BUT MY Granny Smith bakes Plum liar pies, ifn' your selling' the whole bushel of apples Cuz'." Pinkie was tense again.

"Uh! if you don't mind me asking... but why are the called 'Spellbinders'? That i-is, If you want too." Fluttershy asked with the innocence of the ignorant, But now 'Shy had brought it to the light Pinkie had no choice but to answer it.

Pinkie close her shining blue eyes and let out a deep mournful sigh. A thing practically unheard-of from the up beat party master.

"Their call that because they own, from conception of their power, one magic spirit to serve them until the spirit passes from this world. Sorta like the Dazzlings' Spirit Avatars, only more like a mirror of the owner's soul rather then a weapon construct. Really who in their right mind thinks hypno-music is a good weapon choice??"

Sci-Twi tried to calm Pinkie Pie, knowing all to well the corrupting force pure power was. Sci-Twi STILL had nightmares of the 'Midnight Incident'. "Can't we find to peacefully defuse the situation? Like take way her magic?" She asked a hint of comprehension of the mess Rainbow had wrought.

"Uh uh! All Magi are a proud folk and take challenges seriously, and take away their mana they could die!" Pinkie explained while trying not to have a fit.

"Pinkie you've been my friend for a couple of years and you've never been this flat haired talking about anything, but if what you say is true, we have a real problem. It begs the question: How do you know all this?"

" 'Cause I'ma 'magic shopkeep'! I can see their aura waves and then get them just what they need!" Pinkie blubbered.

everyone but Pinke. " HUHWHAT???"

"Oh-great! Now my friends think I'm a freak! Waaaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Pinkie! Pinkie!! Pinkie!!!!" Dash yelled. "It's not working! Anybody got any sweets?"

Applejack pulled out a neatly rapped parcel. "It the last slice o' me granny's world famous pie. Ah WAS gonna eat it fer lunch, But seen' Pinkie in such a state. Here. Use it as you see fit." Dash took the pie and unceremoniously rammed it down Pinkie's wailing maw!

"Hey just a minute, when ah said 'as you see fit'. ah DID NOT MEAN STUFF'ER LIKE HOG!"

10:30 AM Trixie's house

Trixie's P.O.V.

OH Dangit! With the public library opening at 9 o'clock, And the spellbook claiming that everyone before doing any magic need at lest thirty minutes to an hour to meditate and gain mystical equilibrium. Having done the full hour Trixie could almost feel the cosmic flow.

To keep her mind sharp she had done some research on the ins and outs of the Arcane Element.

There was not much solid spells in the 'Young Magi's Handbook,' or 'Spells and Your Attribute'. What did have the most Arcane spells was a book the librarian snuck into her bag when she wasn't looking.( She had gotten A LOT of books.) 'Magic at the Core, Basic Spells for Anyone'.

First thing i'm going to need in my bag of tricks in my summons, is a line of defence.

A Wildvine Ent if caught young, will obey if your charming skill is a C or higher, see charms cross reference grades, 'appendix B.'

Trixie huffed and opened the back of the tome. what she read next made Trixie feel like she had won some-universal lottery because this had to be a joke.

S Instinct summoning.

A Instinct force projection, Permanent

B Instinct force projection, Temporary

C Focused instinct charm

D Unfocused charm, any

F Unable to cast any charm.

She cast the ritual for the plant monster to cross a finish in five minutes. Now that Trixie have a Shieldman the great and powerful Trixie needs a vanguard, and Trixie knows just what she wants... A Stardust Drago-Crusher, the most adaptable dragon type there is but that means there hard to control maybe a young one? No! Trixie was not a quitter, yes a hatchling! that who Trixie will call forth.

Trixie tossed a pack of hotdogs in the microwave and began the summon a uncontracted stardust dragon-crusher that fit her build. Finally after what felt like forever, she got a bite and dragon had accepted her as master. Now time for the medic, devine and able to fight as well as recover the mind and body. Hmmm!.... An angel Is too power for even the great Trixie, But what's this? The pages are stuck to gather?

Mechaloid

Mechanoid, or the 'worker bee of the heavens' is a magical clockwork Golem. Varying in size and shape, Mechanoids are creatures that are built to serve their masters. They take great pride in their work, whether it is building a monument to the gods, or scrubbing floors. For a summoner lucky enough to have one shows good charming skills, or just dumb luck. Either way there's a gem in the world of light.

The only thing bad you could say is this; They're both slow in mind and body.

Size: Varies

Attribute: Light/Divine

Physical strength: high

Physical hardiness: mid-high

Magical strength: high-mid

Magical resistance: mid

Speed:low-mid

Intellectual equal: a very bright child

Ease of summoning: Easy, But are highly willful making for poor gates.

Trixie wrote a note detailing what her demands:

I, The great and powerful Trixie Lulamoon humbly seek my own mechanoid as a fighter, but foremost as a healer and mage supplemental caster. I, Trixie Lulamoon pledge not to abuse my rights as either summoner nor master. Other requirements is you fit though my front door. I, Trixie Lulamoon also pledge to protect and care for my new ally.

This is my terms

Your arcane summoner,

The great and powerful Trixie

Trixie rolled the note took the spool of white 'sending' ribbon, which said would give to Hermes.(though she didn't know how. but she wasn't gonna question magic, that was playing with an inferno and Trixie knew it. Before she tied the bow Trixie put a tag that read; "To the best candidate."

As Trixie checked her watch, 10:44!! Damn! She was gonna be late! welp as per maoto, go big or die! Was slowly becoming.

10:45 AM CHS Track and Field Complex

Third person P.O.V.

The air crackled to life as a sphere of brown light started to build.The seven teens on the beachers rushed to see what on earth was going on.

Suddenly, Pinkie started to shake all over. "Cover your ears the boom is gonna be a doisy!" Crouching down and covering her ears with her arms. "Ya'll better do as she says, Pinkie tends to be right bout these things." Applejack said, putting her hat in her teeth and holding her ears. Rarity, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash covered their ears as a silhouette of a girl formed in the thundering brown orb two meters tall.

Scientific Twilight transfixed stare plastered over her face like cheap wallpaper, As the image in the ball of energy became more pronounced, Sci-Twi stared to walk trance like tord the oaker globe of light.

"Twi no! If that is what I think it is, you don't wanna be anywhere near one."Sunset cried out. Desperately trying to snap her friend from the grips of a deadly fate. That's when three ghostly wisps infused the orb, it turn white then grey blowing away, then came a ear shattering implosion.

Trixie was singed, but other than that she was fine. She was wearing her battle robes she had in her nightmares.

Trixie was clad in a set of Ivory and Ebony robes, they seem to forgo flash and flare and more function based.

"Trixie will give you a back out point, but it is only good for ten... nine... eight... seven... six... five... four... three... two ... one... zero. Okay but since this is your ballgame, when it comes to the obstacle course I will need only one spell to win."

"One spell? Ha! You're awfully confident, are we or you forgetting last spring's physical? You had the longest time, and I had the best of all the senior grade."

Trixie was ignoring Dash and sitting at the starting line, crossed arms, and a look of PURE boredom on her face. Huffing Rainbow readied her stance.

Event 1# the obstacle course.

Rainbow ran the tires with ease, then climbed the swinging ladder to the platform above crossed the mailman bridge. On the knotted rope next was the belly crawl, after that the mud pit. The finish line Trixie form started to become more and more ghost-like. 'Spector Trixie' wafted over the tires in moments, creeped up and over and under the next three obstacles in a matter of seconds before gliding to victory. " Told you!! Fool. Here! get out of that mud, and hit the showers. Levitation!" as the spell engaged rocketing Dash in to the CHS locker room Discord had mysteriously left open.

Brake. Showers

Rainbow had never had second thoughts about her brash actions before but now? Now Dash was aching for a good ol' heaping helping of humble pie, and maybe a side of think-before-you-act. After the first event, Trixie spell demolished any chance of an even playing field. Trixie had always been a blowhard, but now she could back the brag RD was regretting, ever challenging the magician.

Well as Dad used to say; Dash, my little lady, you made this mess, now your going to have to clean it up.

Well best get the apology over.

"Yo! Trixie! I, I just wanted to say, I'm sorry. Sooo, maybe we can drop the challenge? No hard feelings?" Dash asked, but then wished she hadn't.

"Sorry? your not sorry! Oh! but you will be, have you forgotten the pranks, Pranks the great and forgiving Trixie can abide by, but you're heckling. You're heckling of my craft is sacrilege! You went and got pony magic and made my illusions nothing but old news, nothing special. You're only apologizing to save face, you aren't sorry, but after I get done. you. Will. Be.

Event 2# ten min. basketball shoot out

"Trixie WAS going to go easy on you, Rainbow Dash, but you reminded Trixie how very much you need to be taught a lesson. Well I hope you studied math because... THIS QUIZ IS YOUR FINAL GRADE!!!" Trixie yelled wind blowing around her as brown lightning danced over Trixie's form. "First question, Addison: Lighting plus Wind equals?"

Rainbow put on her game face, she knew that she knew nothing about magic she just had to score.

"Oh! The timer has run out, the answer was Mobility." Trixie moved in a flash, scoring 5 points in succession.

"Maybe you were out of school that day? How 'bout subtraction: Darkness minus Light?" Dash mind went dark and fearful.

"What did you do Trixie? What happened to Dash?" Sunset cried.

"I took her, 'hope of a better'. Now if you will." *swoosh* 2 points, *dunk* 1 point, * swoosh, swoosh* 4 points.

"Hey Dash..." Trixie said with and on Rainbow Dash's right back shoulder, "Here I have no use for it, Soo take it, It is yours by right." A shining crystal star sunk into RD and she gasped.

"Next subject, Mutilation, Question: Gemini times caster is how much trouble are you in?"

Trixie stepped to the left and the right leaving nothing where Trixie had originally stood. "Well times up, if you wrote down: 'Twice as much as I can handle.' A+ any thing other F." the two Trixies said in eerie sync.

*Running* it was the buzzer saying the ten minutes were up.

The score board read as follows:

Rainbow Dash Trixie Lulamoon

0 12

Event 3# attack on the goalie

Dash had never been one for cowardice, far from it, but the fear was starting to become all to real. Who went first was decided by coin flip. Trixie won the toss, taking second half of the competition was hers to defend.

"The great and powerful Trixie is bored, Trixie wants to even the field as it were. 'Rainbow Dash limit release'!"

At the end of the showgirl's simple incantation, Dash sprouted her sky blue wings and pony ears.

"Now the playing field is a little less lopsided, my power still far surpasses yours Dash but since we are playing one-on-one. Pity really for the great and powerful Trixie when called to a challenge. The one thing she wanted was a challenge!" Trixie snorted. "Twilight what are the rules of this game 'Attack the Goalie'?"

Sci-Twi pulled out a old paperback titled '5,001 sport games and drills'. You decide who goes first...Who attack who and what order...oh here it is. Five balls (or pucks, Hockey version.) at the scoring line. The goalie must block as many balls as they can." Sci-Twilight pulled her nose out of her book.

"No restrictions on magic, how very odd and fortunate. Fortunate for me!! Dash I will on the magician's honor to pay you in full, but only if you beat me here. This event last events not withholding, but if you should lose, I want you to give Rarity free reign over your dress code for a month."

The shoot out began in earnest. The first two shots were laced, one with fire and the other electricity. Rainbow tried to block block an easy shot, only to have it phase though her hand. "Time for my double header, speed AND power enhancement." Trixie crooned. "Oh Rainbolt. If you lose this block, you won't be such hot stuff, because you'll be Rarity's personal manikin, and even you do best you can do is TIE! Now last shot how to humiliate you? Hmm yes I think that'll do nicely." With a devilish gleam in her eye, Trixie putted the soccer ball into a hole that appeared out of no where.

"Hey! Now we'll never get this over..... which means I can still win this!!" Cried an overjoyed Rainbow Dash.

"My, My, My! Trixie never knew you would count your trophies before you earned them, Raindolt Crash." Trixie said confidence strong as a steel bar.

"No ball, no score. Right Twily?" Dash asked the bookworm.

"If a shot fails to stay in the area of play and cannot be retrieved, Then yes it is a loss." 'Twily' answered.

"Then why don't you let thee net speak for itself."

"What do yo..." Rainbow started to say as her eye bulged, the net was the ball magic residue crackling all over it."BUCK!!"

Now it's Trixie's turn to defend. Trixie needs to block one measly goal to win, and since the great and magnanimous Trixie will give you four point on the board to start, but Crashie can only kick once. Or we can draw out little Crashie's misfortune of going five kicks longer, the choice is yours Dashiekins."

Dash looked to the thing she prized most."If I take this deal you'll not harm my buddies, then yes I will."

"Splened! Now, Take your best shot!" Trixie made her way to the center of the net..... and sat down, crossed her arms over her chest and legs under her.

"Any time you're ready Dashie." Said the sitting Trixie.

Rainbow was deeply confused, She looked to her friends who were giving her the 'we don't know either' sign.

"Well here goes nothing and everything." A Dash rocketed the ball straight into a invisible wall where it spun picking up speed and power.

"You best duck Dash, if you don't want a hurtin'." AJ screamed, but it was already much too little too late, the ball shot out like a cannonball out of a over loaded cannon! It hit Dash in the gut making her fly back a revert to normal. Her friend rushed to help her.

"What were you thinking Trixie? A simple barrier would have done the trick, but nnooo! You have to be mean fancypants and use a supped u mirror wall. You keep your word to the letter but, who got hurt?? You wanted power, *Sniff* Well now you got the power of a monster! I hope your happy." A strait hared Pinkie Pie traded at a stunned Trixie. Trixie had nearly killed Rainbow Dash, if it wasn't for Dash's magic, she be singing with the celestial choir. Trixie need help, but first she need to fix what was damaged.

"MEDICO!!!!" As soon as the word left Trixie's lips, dash was bathed in a warm green glow.

"Woah! talk about a pick me up." Dash said as the glow faded.

"Trixie must go now, I must get to a new teacher. My winning are hereby mute and forfeit. Good bye. "

Chapter4: A Razzle Dazzle Dual, Trixie vs. the Dazzlings

Trixie haled a taxi. "One way to tomb road. I can make it from there," she said with all the calm she could muster. The driver balked at her.

"Gil tha's no place to wanta go, even during the day, may Cuzzin knows the way thou, but she's nutz! always rantin' 'bout magic an' stuff like that kind of thing is real, eh?"

"Trixie cares not for your family squabbles, she is only interested in getting to her destination, If you don't then Trixie will find a cab who does."

"Good luck, yo'ra gonna need it." The cabbie said. Trixie walked toward the old district, she made it to the crossing of the main bulevard of the old and new, 'the Court of Fate'.When three rag tag devas, the Dazzlings. The looks on their faces resembled a pack of rabid mutts, rather than the stars Trixie had last seen them, that spoke in perfect disarray. The music once sweet, now sour and cracked.

"We challenge you to dual pony magi, we the Dazzlings invoke the right to test your power, and if you aren't worthy, invoke the right to take it for ourselves. Now battle," the Dazzlings said in broken union.

"And if I refuse?What then?" Trixie pressed not in fear but interest.

"Then we attack you, take your magic and you won't be able to defend." The out of tune singers said an 'three into one' voice.

"Then let the music tell my fate. Hello i'm Jack nice to meet you Jill.

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"Now the music has spoken, do you wish to recant?" Trixie said with a smile that rivalled the Cheshire Cat after eating a particularly plump canary.

" 'Inverse Gemini'!!! " The three siren sisters twisted and deformed into a fishtailed hominid with six arms and three faces. The thing's hair floated and danced like it was underwater. Wearing a shell and pearl bra, Magic Eddie, and if she knew anything about old cliches is they where most likely true. That meant as a certain uncle would say, magic must defeat magic. Time to try her battle spells.

" 'Thorn', 'Dragoora', 'guardian Mechaloid' "Trixie summoned. Now time is such a powerful thing, don't you agree my aquatic fiend, now summon your allies."

"We need no allies. song of destruction!!" "uh huh huh! 'MELODY SHIELD'! My move I do believe, now 'double item summon!'" Two summoning circles appeared around Trixie's wrists, the circle on her left wrist was red as a cherry, while the right one was a navy blue. 'vampiric edge, Van ghu-oath' and 'Mana-sapper war braver'... release!! Trixie coughed up a mouth full of blood...the price for the plum sword with crimson inlays, plus a demonic sun yellow eye. The eye it twitched a little with each movement around it. it was firmly planted over Trixie's left hand, a sleek navy blue an sunshine yellow lance, with five large firestar rubies encircling Trixie's right arm.

" I cast mobility and strength, mana lockdown mist has been cast. 'Arrows of weakness' loaded with mage killer venom. Thorn shoot when you wish. A deep royal purple arrow flew through to the hyper siren? only to have it caught in a blue hand before impact.

Trixie smiled and whispered. 'Explode' and a cloud of green-violet powder weakening the siren's mana flow, and that would give Trixie the time she needed to pull out a win, but these are not the rainbooms, No, if this was about her magic then Trixie would move mountains to kingdom come and back. The siren started to sing warped notes drawing a melody into existence. "Song of Renewal' undoes all effects and damage you can inflict, so are you aware how you are Trix??"

" 'Thunder, wood, ice, poison, void' come to thy heed! Amplified attack circle against water. Strike!!" Trixie cryer out summoning the five powers around the hyper siren. In the smoke of the strike came Trixie's 'mana sapper' followed by her 'vampiric edge' the first stealing much needed mana and energy without doing any bodily harm, though that was soon remedied that by tearing through the body of the beast. Trixie's bruises cleared instantly. "Dragoora finishing blow 'Clockworks Circle, excellerate 1000 years'!" The young Drago-crusher suddenly was in the center of a huge cog rimmed by four smaller gears.The conterpion spun at a breakneck speed when the cog stopped, vanished leaving a thousand year old Dragoora standing, no towering in the hatchlings place!

The hyped up siren took action and counter cast with 'kiss ba bye' and a simple 'bannish items'. The first removed Trixie's creatures from the battle, while the latter broke the cohesive magic of the young magician's equipment, causing them to crumble to dust.

"Okay. Your so proud of your music, but will you fight for it? 'Bloody Bow of Karma'."

'Bannish item' Cast the siren.

"Not this time! It has blood runes, for your sakes Trixie hopes you have a heap of good deeds 'Silencing Arrow' if not, then I the great and powerful Trixie, pity you. The arrow flew from the gruesome bow and phased though the six grasping hands. The beast tried to cry out but not a peep. No not a iota of noise. SHE WAS MUTE AS MUTE CAN BE!

Strike lightning was cast by Trixie but it had little effect

Iknow i'm missing a crucial piece of the puzzle. Wait one moment, amplification aha hahahahaha! I've been holding back, well no more

Trixie cast 'Empowered lightning' Then 'Mass Thunder Strike'. The 'Mass Greater empowered Electro Blast' each attack being more intense than the last, but seem to barely effect the deva from beneath the waves.

I feel so weak, but I can't give up or in, there is always been the blood summon, but even *that** super spell isn't enough, abra! Kadabra!* That could work, but i'm going to need to spill more blood. Ugh, not a pretty prospect.

Trixie was bombarded with refuse: Broken glass shards, rocks, cans, anything that would inflict serious harm.Trixie took the abuse ending up very bloody and barely on her feet.

"I, Trixie, cast a blood rune summoning circle, ringed with an arcania booster circle ring. I shall pour most of my mana in to this summons. Fata, it your stage now. I'm going to pass out now" *Fwoomp!!*

"The world is my stage! life is my opera, you my friends, the cast has been set. Are you heathen ready to cast the final die?" A gastly green flame asked with the poised voice of a exotic royal nobel, and at the same time eerily like a certain stage performer. The world spun and blurred like it was paint drenched in paint thinner. When the word reconfigured, they were no longer in the quart of miracles, but a grand opera house stage surrounded by velvet curtains on all sides.

"Who are you? Where are we? and why didn't Trixie call you from the get go?" The Aqua Deva asked confusion, dread and fear written on all three of her faces.

"One my name is 'Fata, keeper of the stage'. Two, the stage of destiny. Three, she couldn't, a spellbinder of her experience can only call their spellbound as a last resort. Four, I'm lowering what megger power you have, so you can speak to me. Five, i'm not using even 10% of my total power and I still make you look like a grape compared to a pumpkin! and that is your combined power into account. Now Siren you have to ask yourselves, is risking MY wrath worth my power?"

"We need magic to live, we need it more than air, more than food, more then drink, we will go the length, no matter the cost."

" I have nothing but pity for you, but if it is magic you seek, far be it to stop nature from taking it's course. Just remember youasked for this, all I did was comply. Form release!" The green fireball started to grow and take a more human shape, the shade of green got deeper and deeper, till it was a deep forest green. The flame concentrated leaving the head of a green unicorn, a unicorn should, could not have this much power. Then the siren realized her mistake, this Unicorn was an avatar of a magic, all she knew of was how to access. This 'human's magic' was not for good, evil, chaos, or order. All that mattered to it was the job! and the job must get done by any means possible! and the job at hand was defeating her/them. Ancestors of song this was going to hurt.

"I won't go full strength, cause honestly I don't need to. 45% is more than enough power 'Arcane Bolt'."

The last thing to go though the dazzlings' combined conscience. "I wish I had eaten more tacos." Before being wiped clean into oblivion.

Noon, the Tomb Rd. flophouse

???'s P.O.V.

Knock!! knock!!

"Coming. Coming danm..."

A apparition of a unicorn holding a powder blue skinned girl, badly hurt. A simple black and white covenant costume, Both torn and bloody."H-help her." The green ghostly figure croaked hoarsely in a near inaudible voice.

"Come in, come in. Take her. This was hurry we don't have much sand, but I'll do what I can. So says the M. Hatter!"

Chapter5: Trixie, a Cat, a Doll, and a Hatter . . .

time: unknown, place: floating somewhere

Trixie's P.O.V.

The darkness was deafening. I felt a weighted something on my chest but whatever it was couldn't push me all the way into whatever I was floating in. I tried to move to find excessively wraped and bound like a living mummy! The air I could breathe was, how do I put it bluntly, almost fresh. And smelt of a heavy hodgepodge of bad oatmeal, rotten root vegetables, really strong bathtub cleaner, cheap dollar store aromatherapy candles, and the by far worst instance ever to invade my nose.

Silently I cast a spell . . . only to get a raking pain shoot like flaming lightning though my chest and my head. no these are symptoms of Mana depletion. Had i used that much of my power so soon? NO, I had so much against Dash . . . . . . . . . . . Oh . . . I had squandered my gift. Magical power was not an endless fountain even magic has it's limits. and what did you do Bellatrix Lulamoon? I wasted it, that's what! I wasted it for what ends? To prove I could, that's what. My mental wall of my pride crumbled like a dirt wall against a mighty river. I shamelessly wept.

late afternoon (about 4:45 PM),

on top of a now crying 'dumpling' in a tub of 'stew'

??? P.O.V.

"Oh no, the poor 'dumpling'! She crying up a deluge. There there why humans can't just ignore petty things like sunlight like more sophisticated beings I'll never know. Oh Allison, yoohoo, yes you. You silly china doll. The 'dumpling' in the 'stew' has gone from Mana Depletion to severe Mana Drain. Now chop chop we need those extra clothes and your mana cake with red meat stake. Oh this will cut into our budget this month. I, Cheshie the cheshire cat do hope you spin a good yarn my little 'dumpling'. Cause that would be bad for you for that would make me very hungry then I'll just have to eat you to control myself. And that would be just awful. Humans are foul things."

Third person P.O.V.

As the talking tabby cat with the enormous smile sitting plop in the middle of pool toy (a inflatable beer cooler). A man with porcelain skin and short red hair pulled the 'dumpling', that being a mummified Trixie from a green fluorescent chunky gloop. the man took a knife from the table and with defth grace and surgeon's skill freed Trixie from the bindings on her arms.

As Trixie clawed the bandage covering her face. That when she noticed besides a gauze rap all she had on was her bra and panties!!! The man with the china skin handed Trixie a set simply cut shirt and skirt of loose and modest proportion. She was also given a large braided belt.

"Now dumpling you'll need to change out of those undergarments you needn't worry about modesty, But if must be that way at least impart one's name. Unless you enjoy being called the name; 'dumpling'?"

"Well yes that would be a travesty wouldn't now. G-g-r-reat and powerful is what Trixie call's oneself and no one will talk down to Trixie ever agian, never again, never again." Shuddered Trixie as she changed in to the simple ensemble.

But as soon as Trixie was descent the tabby she spoke up. "I'm a CAT Mouse a CHESHIRE CAT It's what we DO. So give me some credit where it's due." All the while she groomed a striped paw. Either she didn't notus or just didn't care that she was still in the blow up beer box made for a pool party.

"Allison do take 'Trixie' to the tea garden to meet Maddy. I'll be up shortly you just know my fur has lost so much of it's shine and luster 'cooking' the 'stew'. imaginations abound! i've never seen a young mage with quite such big stores of raw mana."

the flophouse personnel dumbwaiter

Allison's P.O.V.

'Cheshie that self centered striped feline B**** knowing I'm in no position to commune with the blasted girl. As retrieve the cake and a pen and parchment. (So I'm a mute possessed lifesize china doll, doesn't mean I can't be an educated or refined one of my kind.)

The girl calling herself spoke kindly to me. Just idle chatter. As we made our way to the garden and the perpetual tea party within. I wright on my parchment.

> Madam Trixie (I hope I've spelled that right.) is here for her of food, drink( most preferably tea but not limited to.) and extensive R&R. Cheshie is restoring her vain facade glorius coat to it's original gaudiness splendor. She will be with us she freshens up. though with the damage done that may take some time. But beauty is so hard to achieve as all with it know.And that damn cat is so clueless.

Maddy Hatter is wearing on of her best welcome hat the one she reserves for entertaining guests of true privilege. The one that belonged to her father, THE Mad Hatter. It had given to her been given in case she should entertain a queen or someone of that nature.

that meant one of two things she knew a excel royal and they were coming or more shocking WAS one.

Either way i was severely under dressed. not to mention heavily underpaid. i mean what do i get? a wisp o' divine power a week? a place to creep and keep myself from damage? A annoying counter part to keep me sharp? Aw well that is fate twisted web.

Trixie's P.O.V.

There I was without my spellbound spirit, my magic, or even a guide. Just the mute man dressed in blue jeans a a white work shirt. There was a young woman, barely in her mid-twenties, was sittin at a rather large table set for a tea party. But this wasn't your run of the mill 'earl Gray and Crumpets' affair. Aw Hell No! T'was something pinkie pie would cook up! Cakes and pastries of every conceivable type, variety and sort. The smells of fresh tea as varied as the food. i watched the mute scribble something on some type of old style paper.

Back to the woman she was pail but other then that she was very plain otherwise. All-in-all the only that made me notice her was her HAT. THAT HAT WAS SO GORGEOUS! as I stared in aw at the perfection that was the hat. She had been reading the mutes note.

"So you low on the stuff? Come have a razzle berry cupcake and a cuppa o' tea. Stay as long as you wish my princess of arcania. We have much to talk about." The woman said pouring a steamy cup of dark amber nectar and a royal orange pastie. "Oh where are my manners I'm Mad, Maddy Hatter the ceramic fellow next to you is 'Allison' like 'Madonna' my spellbound spirit and somewhere in the building is my familiar Cheshie a cheshire cat. Whom I believe you've met."

"That is very kind of you but I must know..."

"What's the difference between a Raven and a Writing Desk? Quick now or I'll know seven impossible things by supper."

Trixie actually knew quite a lot of nonsense. and mady was tasting her. Why else give her such a easy nonsense? "i'll answer you after you me. Where is blood lust? Don't dally or i'll know your as dull as a vopal."

"Ahh for someone without a manastone you speth done good nonsense. Though I'm am keeper of the party the who YOU want is the gatekeeper, Bob Fluffybottom. Our resident Hookapiller. But eat, Drink and be happy. ;) And when I deem you ready I will take you to bob myself I promass. Now what's my answer?"

"Humf, A Raven reads words while the Writing Desk pens them. And I did miss lunch. Sooo hand me a Turkey/Bacon Sandwich."

Chapter 6: . . . Make for a wild Tea Party, Don'tit?

Trixie had lost track of time somewhere past the third roast-beast sandwich and that ambrosiatiac tea, that never seemed to run weak let alone dry, and no matter how much Trixie ate she still had room for more. even though she had long slated her own hunger and doused her thirst ages ago.

The woman known as Maddy Hatter kept up a banter of lively chatter, asking questions of lighthearted cheery nonintrusive nature . . . . . until "Trixie dearie, you've left your familiar out of our little tea party. why is that?" Trixie looked into her tea cup as though it would have her answer, swallowed and drained her cup. "That was because I don't have one. I never did."

"Oooohh nonono no in your breast bruns nine black cat souls protecting a mage soul. I felt them while i was in my floating keg. and i'm never wrong about divine magic." *ZZzzZZZzzzZZzzzZZZzzZZZzzz* as a snore that could rival a fog horn blasted forth. a tiny squeaky voice rung in all their heads going a mile a minute. My,My,My! Aren't we boastful Cheshie? You know soul-peeping makes a bad cat.

"oh, do mouse must you be so anno-ahem loud?" said a Neko wearing a purple and black striped cat suit and a 1,000 mega-watt smile "Sorry i'm late but our guest gave me a frightful bad fur day. What I miss?"

"I'm up! I'm up! did someone lose the bandersnatch?" Said a brown skinned girl wearing a blood red cocktail dress head caught in a rather large crumb cake with bunny ears. "W-why's so dark? oh no, Maddy did her dream hat spell again? Hold up I'll be just a slice." The girl searched for something to slice the cake grabbing a soup ladle over the cake knife feeling both to tell witch was witch. and proceeded to slice the crume cake hat like the ladle was an hatchet.

Once she was done, her face showed she had amber colored eyes the size that would make a doe weep in envy, a exceedingly small nose, and very pronounced buck teeth. Low and behold the ears were actually her's not the cake's. All thing considered she made a stunning rabbit-type neko. Trixie thought about it how and where did she escape her notice in the first place. Ah well, that's magic.

"Oh we have a new player? Let me introduce myself i am the third March Hare since the original alice. You may call me Penny, Penny Goodpaw."

"AHem, Penny you art ever the grand puzzler. and we've quite the quandary. She has the souls of nine, Nine willing black cat souls and her own how can this be?" Maddy asked the rabbit woman.

"Wit is simple she saved nine black cats who gave a soul each."

" . . . . . . . No. I saved any black cats they were modeled black and white. Oh but the mother was black, completely black. She died as soon as the last kit was adopted. She was only sweet to me though, she really liked me.

Penny nodded with sympathy. "You save the half-familiar kits and released a young mother familiar without a master. Not to be rude but how long have you been a mage? A few years? A decade? more??" Mrs. Hatter asked intrigue clearly carved all but Dor who couldn't care less one way or the other.

"I really should be on my way can I see the hook apiller now?" Trixie tried to dodge the question that would reveal her inexperience.

Penny picked up the clues Trixie was dropping. "Oh my your the keeper of the source of mana. My my you'll be batting off royal suitors with a ogre's grate club before long. But you being of woman-kind may entice any man to wed you if the contract is not set in flesh and bone within ten years, ten months, ten weeks and ten days it can be annulled if both so desired."

"Do you care for a cuppa destiny tea i gots lover's spice and fogwater. I don't bruw this cup often with good reason. but for you child take it as an unbirthday gift." Ms. hatter mangling a bleeding brown\tan human heart shaped root in to a large clay tea basin........ and with a multicolored poof. "the cup is primed and waiting to go! all you must do is; 1) take a deep breathe. 2) dunk your head in the cup and 3) open your eyes and blow your mind!

Trixie's P.O.V.

location the hills north of hollywood

a house/castle of modern/conservative design

In the expansive yard played a girl with demon red skin and two platinum blonde pig-tails no more than four or five years of age with a pair of infants. The babes apred to be twins both had the same power blue skin but the boy had curly jet locks his sister had a devil's red spikes for hair. Out on the porch sat fata in all her glory. Giving a tongue lashing to a boy with powder green hair and dark orange skin.

Trixie ran to fata trying to get her spellbound's attention. But it t'was for not, then a much older blood lust 20 years and time had been most kind behind him was a regal HER! 20 YEARS her own senior. The man she would fall for, was the very same man she need to teach her magic! And they had kids!! A full on brood!

Trixie was on a timer though and soon needed breath.

"didyoulike? didja? didja? didja? afutureofmeetingyouronetruelove. sowhoseheartdoyoukeep?"

"calm .... yourself your .... glass gate .... master ....is here." a green caterpillar hookah pipe smoking itself leisurely "key or trial?" bob fuzzy bottom asked seemingly nobody. "I ask .... you again. do you .... or don't you ....... have key?"

"i don't think so but i never. . ." trixie started to say. "then .... we have .... a trial. .... pick .... your challenge"

"the oddest thing on our own personage."

"that's .... hardly fair .... is it?" bob huffed though his pipe.

"i'll take that as an consent?"

the hookapiller nodded.

"age before beauty. so it's your turn." Trixie cooed.

"If you .... insist." bob pulled a 6pack of squat neck beer bottles literately out of now hare.

It twas trixie's turn. and she did not disappoint. "No sleeves so nothing up them, right? Wrong!" And pulled out of her arms

a snow white orchid.

"Good .... but not .. enough." as the glass caterpillar pulled out a swordfish labeled password. the fish was twice the size of the smoking worm.

"Ah very good but the jig is up, summoner but i've my trump card!" Trixie holding a plain vanilla envelop with a red ribbon. The package bulged in the middle of it looking ruffly key shaped. "Any last words ....... no? Very well then. Here is a skull an'bones key witch opens any door i wish it to. and i wish blood lust's door to open! cinnamon sugar pinecones' vanguard!

"Very good, lass .... very good." The great fog making three doors with one handle with four lock entries the key was drawn to the right entry.

Chapter 7: "Yes, Sir! Sensei, Sir!" Is all You need to know, Trixie, My student. Oh and give me your heart.

Fata's P.O.V.

My Mistress was at the edge, a life changing decision. Option 1#) walk away. Turn off the path of the magi before it was too late and she would be trapped down the proverbial rabbit hole, or option 2#) open the door and embrace her future as a magical woman. The last option wasn't a REAL option. option 3#) To continue moving blind though a truly terrifying new world. No that was definitely off the table.

but why in the name of arcane ether was she just standing there holding the key? She had won, now was the time to collect! Why was she being such a fraidy-familiar?!

Trixie's mind was a mass of confused knots made ironically confusion and self-doubt, emotions foreign to her one side of Trixie.

(the professional Trixie.) wanted to open the door before her and learn magic, the other side, (Trixie's heart of hearts) didn't know to face her love incarnate and tossed insecurity after insecurity, con after another con. This fight in Trixie's skull between her mind and her heart had deadlocked her body.

There Trixie stood transfixed with a war eventually won by 'the professional,' lobbing the bomb "nothing ventured, nothing gained" on HoH con plant. Trixie turn the key in the lock and opened the next stage of her life and it was behind This Door.

Blood Lust's P.O.V.

Mingki was watching some kid's show on the tella-scroll and Frost Jackclaw was tinkering with the mana-array I got him his tenth binding day. I was in the shower washing the image of that white haired magenta eye-ed beauty, who was now entrenched in his soul, but she was a Techo Blooded and I was a Magi Blooded at the lowest rank of the magical wheel. I was no catch in the romance department,

so you can guess my surprise when the beautiful and mysterious Trixie trickster, with out peer shows up on my porch dressed in simple clothes that only manage to make her shine that much more.

"Mr. Blood Lust, Sir, I am in dire need of teaching, so I can control my gifted powers. I know t'is a large request, BUT I'm willing to buy my own supplies and food and do what ever is necessary to be your pupil, 'cause I need to know you as much as I need to know magic."

Oh, no! she wants me to teach her magic? Oh nine hells yes!!! she wants *ME** to teach her magic, but to know how far she is willing to go for forbidden knowledge, that means a test, one to judge her commitment and power.*

"I will accept your terms, but my entrance fee is quite steep. A price you may not be willing or even able to pay." Blood said. Laying the bait to his trap.

"I need to be taught the basics of magic, and I rather learn from someone who I trust, not to betray my code, then so be it! I'll pay the world if need be! name your price and I'll pay," Trixie defiantly answered.

"Then give me the beat of your heart, your emotional core! I am a teacher, your teacher, of the school of water, which means my heart and those I teach, should be as the mighty as the ice cold glacier, the adaptably of a river and the depth of the blackest sea, while maintaining the purity of fresh snowfall. Now I ask once more, and this will the last time I ask; Do you still wish to be my student?"

Trixie's P.O.V.

"I, Trixie accept your price and willingly give you Blood Lust, my heart to do with as you wish of it as long as I, Bellatrix Agatha Lulamoon i'm under your mentorship." The moment the last word left my lips, a summoning circle appeared over my breast, then the pain started. The feeling of being cut from the in-side-out, and then there was the mind numbing cold freezing all her emotions. All the bad holding her back, but also the goods too. Her driving force was growing weaker and weaker and weaker. and then clam.

The calm like true zen. My mind, while never the one for excessive logic was finding it for lack of a better word, enjoyable. Even though Trixie had lost the power to feel, I maintained the ability to remember what my past was. The circle disappeared and in it's place was a small locket made of a rainbow colored stone shaped into the form of a beautiful heart on a golden chaine.

Third person P.O.V.

Fata materialized her green-yellow eyes ablaze. The the green anthro Unicorn grabbed Lust by his collar and hoisted him a good five inches off the floor, so she could look him directly in the eye. "You best be trustworthy, for you 'n yours sake.No! this is not a threat, that was a promise. "

"well! my charge has her spellbound. that's good, though your spellbinder came to me and until she completes the contract, she singed of her own freewill mind you, me and mine trump you in power." Blood said through gritted teeth.

lesson 1: life is a school where we all are enrolled.

lesson 1.2: Recovery spells; cakes and potions will get you only so far, but you never run out of remembrance.

Power was ripped from Trixie's core of her body, similar to the state she passed-out in her battle with the Dazzlings. Trixie would heal herself and restore her physical and mystical energies, only to have them stripped from her again.

This lesson lasted a week trixie got an A- for power C+ for speed. 1Week time.

lesson 2: The goal of the wise is grant wisdom, it the goal of the smart to seek the wise.

lesson 2.2: HADES MONTH; Test on her mind's problem solving and limit-break-ing

Trixie emerged stronger both magic and body. Trixie went in good looking, came out . . . . well the body equal of a adonis of an amazon, and a sharp mind now literally able to slice atoms!

This lesson lasted a month, but in truth was ten years packed into 1/120th of the time!

Final lesson: love, wisdom, charisma, knowledge and hope are the keys. Life is the lock, life is the treasure.

Trixie was MUCH better magician and fighter now, but she felt no pride, she had killed many intelligent creatures many guilty of punishment, but then there were the ones innocent and pure. She felt nothing over their deaths, no feelings, just an all consuming numb, like her soul had no fire.

"Trixie! Time to take your hardest test. Are you ready?" Blood asked early one October day.

"Yes Sensei, sir." Trixie said in her new monochrome tone. A steel mask where her face should be.

"Are you sure? This is like no test i've set before you thus-far. I have taught you the how, now you must face the judgement of your own heart. If you can take the burden of the weight of your own sins, then you will be,not if you can. Now knowing this, I offer you the option to have your memory cleansed and though that your sins removed.

Trixie was silent for a time considering, "why? Why give me what I wanted, just so you can have me throw it way. Just like that?"Trixie went into a cold steely monotone, as a spark ignited in the void in her chest. "You will keep your word, or i'll take your heart and we'll be a loveless bride and her heartless groom.For if i can't love then i'll steal your ability to love and keep you in bondage aaahhhhhi."

There was a blinding flash, Trixie was panting and gasping clutching her... heart? it felt so, strong! Then the passion and fire she had been lacking in, coursed though her, warming her frozen soul. Each beat remembering the sins AND virtues. She was as much magic as anyone, but she was also Trixie Lulamoon and good or bad, that was how she liked to be.

"There's some people The great and powerful Trixie would like you to meet. If you don't show, I'll know I was foolhardy to pursue you in a relationship."

"Oy! Lassy, gut ye by the gonads." Frost commented

"Shut up!." blood yelled blushing.

Chapter 8 : Of Ice, Arcane, Love and the facts of the magi

5:48 the lulamoon household

Trixie was checking the clock every three minutes for the last thirty minutes like clockwork.

"Bella, Bella, Bella. If you keep pacing like your father on the day you were born you'll wear a hole to china! Now who again is coming that you HAD to call a house meeting? I like my escapades from the old folks home but all this? You act as nervous as I did when your mother brought home your father . . . . . . . " Said a woman with white hair, due to her advanced years. her jade green eyes twinkled. her peach skin was withered with age. and although she was bound to have a cane she had not been slowed at all. she was the undisputed queen of the roost. she was ruby lulamoon. the only other member of the family was a man in his mid-forties with a brown skin and black hair and a salt and' pepper mustache his eyes were a muddy brown.

"Bellatrix Agatha Lulamoon if you're planning on bringing a boy to meet us he MUST be something special. but he'll have to beat me in Pokemon before I can call him a man."

"Daddy! i bring home a boy and the first thing from you is that stupid video game. I swear. Brrrr! that's him or the start of a new ice age." Trixie shivered.

"Trixie you flatterer. I ran into some trouble finding this place. the latest mage ware still has yet to recognize the great and powerful Trixie. where off the grid have you been staying?" said a flurry of red snowflakes and black icicles. the colored frozen water quickly becoming an archway.

"Freeze yo ho an' a' bottle ov gud magic rum." the arch froze and two blue claws make way for a pair of boots then a pair of blue corduroys, a white t-shirt with the Japanese tai chi character for ice in blue. and a casual black jacket with a snowfall pattern at the tips. and behind him a construct of ice and frozen bones.

"oy do'nt scream my master is harmless....." frost started when a scream akin to a five-year-old girl.

"DEMON! AHHHH! I'LL PROTECT US, TRIX RUN!

"IRON STAR!! you will treat him with respect you wanted from me and my husband when counting my daughter"

"yes Ruby. insatiable old bat."

"what was that? the old bat didn't quite hear you."

"nothing, mam, nothing."

Trixie facepalmed. "no, that's Frost Jackclaw a friendly ice ghoul unless you should make him cross."

"t-tell-l m-m-me w-who y-y-you a-a-are?"

"yes but you look cold here let me change that Frost return to slumber." *SNAP*. the temperature rose like a rocket. the rapid change in heat left all but the younger half affected.

ruby, an 80-year-old lady the shift from cold to hot did not sit kindly on her old bones, and Ruby swooned. deathly pale.

"Oh no! Grandma-ma Ruby! ''Life Bolt'! no good, 'Healin' Palm', hang on 'Blood rune, Summon: Fata, Keeper of the Stage'."

"why have you called me forth?? Mistress? your heart can't take much more stress. your heart already is badly cracked much more and it will surely break! tell me what i must do and consider it done."

"save my grandma-ma Ruby!"

"yes mistress."

iron star was glad to be warm again but also worried for the Lulamoon matriarch but the scene playing out before his eyes was straight out of a bad fairy tale mixed with a B horror movie plots. a nameless demonic youth was much too casually with his daughter while a green anthro unicorn was doing something to his (almost) beloved mother-in-law. iron star knew miracles came from the heart but this was unreal.

it had not been five minutes before the Forrest anthro-corn sweating, heavily. "Misstress I'm not versed enough in the life arts but there is hope IF and it is a great if i gain the aid of the blood drinker in your thrall malady."

"van gho-outh come forth and lend us your skill and power in this time of need," Trixie called out.

and a voice answered back a voice like a death-rattle though a hoard of broken teeth.vald ha ha aha ha ha ha you wish the stealer of lives to help save one???!! oh that is rich! reminds me of swine's blood actually. . . . . . you're serious. well equip me to the plum's arm i'll take it from there. a dark aura bled into ruby as her cane became the vampiric edge.

fata saw the way Vlad wanted to play this out. she just hoped her spellbinder was up to the task."mistress trixie i implore you to think of the cost it may be too steep a path on too high a pass and there's still no guarantee that it will work. you still have your dad be happy for that. why do you wish to test death so soon?"

it was not Trixie but blood who answered Fata. "it is men who fear death. it is the gods who wishes for death. it is magi who accepts the truth of death. trix needs to roll this gamble."

"ready my dear Doe?" said the sword possessed matron.

"Trixie is afraid, but not afraid to try! unguard!!" the arcane spellbinder yelled only to get vlad jabbed through her gut. "touche, vlad touche."

iron star ran to his daughter and in-law. "baby hang in there all we have to do is get you to a doctor. a doc will know just what to do.

he'll patch you up but good!"

"calm yourself Mr. star. your daughter is n-." fata tried to soothe the irate parent.

"what 'not dead?' she has been impaled by a three-and-a-half foot sword how could my little star be anything-" iron spouted but then heard a something escape from Trixie's lips.

"dad, Bellatrix is in need of all the support i can get. so grow a set!if you do not mind.

blood lust looked at Iron Star with an outstretched hand. "i can now see where Trix gets her flare among other traits. i wish to be allies if not friends, agreed?"

"I'll agree under one condition: we get both these fine ladies back to being bright-eyed and bushy-tailed." the elder man mumbled.

"then it shall be. fata your mana is foreign to me yet also so smooth to my soul take this golden traders coin and buy as many full-anties you can. i have a feeling there going to be famished."flipping a gold coin the size of a quarter but three times as thick. then chanted 'let one become two' and the plum life drinker vanished a moment later. a needle made from pure ice formed in blood's hand and sew up the hole in her body with deft skill. Trixie was so bold, so refreshing, so reckless, so impassioned. no he was betrothed there was no way. . . . unless? naw that would never work, would it?

Prolog: Life is a play, The World a stage, And we are merely players. Uhg! Trixie needs a better writer!

Trixie was exhausted! Who knew that Canterlot General had such fickle patients?Or that many tomatoes? Honestly! But a part time summer job doing magic tricks were rare for someone like Trixie. Sure Trixie had some talent and she certainly had flare. but "the great and powerful Trixie" was more smoke than mirror in a profession that was 70% image, 20% skill, 7% flare and you either had the have or you don't the last 3%. the 'IT factor'.

As stage magicians go trixie was meterocer. at lest it was pay day. after two weeks trixie of entertaining ungreatful patrons she received $178.75. and that was before tax!

As Trixie took her $169.81. she counted her pay, Said. "see ya later nurse Redheart, Dr. Stable and nurse Sweetheart i'm gonna head home though the old district." Gave a wave and a bow as she headed out the automatic doors of the hospital.

Now there was a old wives tale or five about the old district, people seeing strange things. odd things. thing the rational scientific mind could not, cannot comprehend. people would disappear for decades then be found with no memory of where they been and not having aged a day! and miracles to modern medicine could not yet repeat.

Yup the old district may be crumbling but it had the 'IT factor' in a royal flush, Spades! as Trixie walked the summer august air started to feel like fall. witch was totally perpostrace. pulling her powder blue hoodie closer. as she made it to the main avenue she felt something cold and wet. Snow just a flurry, but snow all the same. Trixie's mind forced her body to stop so it could properly solve the reason there could be snow in aAugust! As Trixie pondered the summer snow storm was starting to pick up. Trixie body sunk up behind her mind's control a slammed into her mind just long enough to activate emergency protocol; 'find shelter'.

As trixie's new priorities took hold she saw a open door. it was on a brick building witch looked like it had been looted of all but was nailed down but the windows had been boarded up. over the door was a sign almost to faded to read proclaiming it as the "Scrolls 'n Tomes" book shopee.

A bee line barely makes for comparison for you'd insult the absolute straightness of the line Trixie made for the shop's door.

Trixie entered Scrolls n' Tomes no sooner then she's in the door she bumps in to a boy a little older then Trixie herself. He had bright red and striking black spiky hair, pail deep red skin and his eyes were like moltin amber glass. the first the thing out of his gleaming teeth were. "Who are you?! And how you break my domain spell?! Speak or I'll let Frost at yah!"

being off balance and then yelled at, Trixie fell and yelled in kind. "OW! A real gentleman would not scream at the great and powerful Trixie. I know nothing of your "spell" but if was broken it must not have been a very good one now? now where is your dog Frost."

A voice that sound like a cross between icicles against a chalkboard, a grown of sheer agony, and the creak of frostbit bones.

an ice blue biped with two long arms end in oversized hands with two thumbs and three fingers. two red eyes a beard made of icicles under a nose of what only copaeronson is a goblin.the body was stocky the legs were thin ending in two crow feet.

"Oy i ain't noo stinking dog geet that thru your head lassee."

when Trixie mind heard the blue thing it act as though in a hazy sleepwalk to the brain reboot button. then proceed to fall on the button. then Trixie's mind proceeded to take a well deserved nap.