Spells, Summons, Strikes... and Trixie?

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!!

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!"