Spells, Summons, Strikes... and Trixie?
Chapter 1, A Storm is SO brewing... Where Trixie put her coat?
Previous ChapterNext ChapterI 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!"
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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."
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