Wednesday 23 November 2016

Chapter 10
“Uh, you the wizard?” Hal said a little shaken.
“Yes, yes. I am the wizard Blair Smintery,” the wizard said with an old happy voice and a mild scottish accent, “Come out young man.”
Hal glanced over to Brandon who scurried out from behind a pillar. “Yes, sir,” he said.
“I better put this away then,” Blair said lifting up the book, as he put the last of the pastry in his mouth and got up from his throne. Hal saw how frail he was and rushed to help him. Blair held up a wrinkly hand to say ‘don’t worry’ and Hal stopped. Blair slowly walked over to a table and placed the book on top of it. Then he raised his gold tree-shaped walking stick and said, “I can do it myself! I’m only 178, how old do you think I am?”
“Younger actually,” Hal admitted. This was a very old man, but since he was a wizard it kind of made sense to Hal. Kind of.
Blair laughed again in a sort of way that sounded like a Santa Ho Ho. “So, human,” he said somewhat intimidatingly, “How did you get here?”
“With a coin in a little cloth,” Brandon said quickly, seeming quite frightened.
“Oh, good!” Blair smiled, “Well, this might seem a little demanding but, you gotta save the magical world. You gotta save our queen.”
“Now for the overload of questions,” Hal said right before Brandon started asking.
“How do I do that? Will I die? Is it dangerous? Can I go home?”
“Sheeh!” Blair said, “What’s with all the questions?”
“I warned you!” Hal said, throwing his arms up in the air.
“Well, basically, humans have a magical powers when it comes to gentoridges,” Blair said. But when he saw Hal and Brandon’s look he quickly added, “Well, not magical powers, just powers that normal Magi-Land residents can’t do.”
“That’s odd,” thought Hal to himself. Why didn’t the books tell this? Was it… secret? “Why don’t I ever read about that?” Hal asked, “Why haven’t I heard this from anyone? Does S.O.M.L. know?” Oh jeez, now he was the one to ask too many questions.
“S.O.M.L.? S.O.M.L.? (Blair laughed heartily again) No, dear me, no. They don’t care a speck much about the queen. They’re there to protect the city and Magi-Land. No one knows about that. I found out and that’s why I chance sending a coin up to the human world.” Blair cleared his throat and spoke again, “Humans can like lift up gentoridges with their mind and like, make them disappear and stuff. And-”
Blair stopped when he heard a loud smash from the hallway. “Hide!” he whisper-shouted. Hal and Brandon rand under a table with a pile of sticks in front of it.
Two green, warty rhino looking creatures that were standing on their hind legs, busted through the door from the hallway down with their large metal hammers. “We’ve been searching for years, and now we find it!” The first said triumphantly, raising his hammer into the air, “So, having a little chat?”
“Talking to myself as usual,” Blair said calmly, not making even a slight move for protection.
“It’s the N.H.E.A.” Hal whispered to Brandon, afraid.
“Shall we just get him on the spot then Grunt?” asked the second rhino creature.
“Dunno Mall,” said Grunt, raising his hammer so if he swung it forwards it would smash the cabinet.
Blair suddenly raised his hands and got wide eyed, “Wait!” he said loudly, “You can’t just attack like that!”
“Can’t we?” Grunt asked evilly, cocking his head to one side.
“No,” Blair said, suddenly a smile on his face, “You have to sign in! It’s unofficial if you don’t!” Blair motioned to a table with a paper on it and a red button. “Just write your names down and press the button,” he said. Grunt gave Mall an unsure look and then went over. Mall took a quick look around the gold palace room and then followed.
“So, I just press this button?” Mall asked slowly. Blair nodded happily. Mall pressed the red button and nothing happened.
“We’re all signed in now?” Grunt asked. Blair looked worried. Very worried, almost terrified. Hal started to worry too. Was the button supposed to do something? Why was Blair so scared?

Then, the floor under Mall and Grunt bounced up from two giant springs and they flew out the window, flying away as far as Hal could see. Blair gave an enormous sigh of relief and sank very low into his chair.

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Chapter 9
Brandon rubbed his head. He looked over his shoulder to see the black hair ball creature, Hal, rolling around on the mossy ground beside the Wizard's tower laughing. “Hal, Hal. We’re here. We made it. We-”
“Ha, eh oh yeah, this is real cool,” Hal said, looking up to the wizard’s tower. “Now, where’s the door? Oh here.”
“Hal I heard-” Brandon started.
“Let’s stick to reality,” Hal interrupted as he stepped through a mossy little door at the bottom of the tower. It was tiny and round and quite covered with vegetation. This was a little too easy and Brandon didn’t like it.
They entered a dark room made of the same large stone bricks as the tower. There was a little wooden table on the side with a chair beside it. Papers were scattered over it, and there was an old shiny black pen that sat in a glass jar.
“Hmm, these are studies on the human hero and books about the Magi-Queen,” Hal said, running his fingers over the desk, “‘Magic History’ ‘Who’s Our Hero’ hey, that one’s by Sima Blanc! ‘Gentoridge Trees And The Danger They Bring’ ‘How Could We Stop The Queen’.”  As Hal read off the names of books and files on the desk, Brandon spotted a door.
“Hey, Hal. Uh, let’s get going,”Brandon said,” If we’re ever going to find this Wizard we are going to have to hurry. Plus, if he doesn’t want us here, then we got to get to him.”
“No, Brandon. The wizard is really nice. Plus, if he sent you here he’d probably delighted to see you. You’re a human,” Hal said.
“Yeah, but haven’t the other humans came? Like…” Brandon said.
Hal gave him a wide eyed look. “Nooo nooooo. All the humans died. It’s no place for them here.”
“Wha?” Brandon said, shocked, “What killed them? Am I going to die?”
“Eh,” Hal shrugged,” Some experimenting with things, but most killed by the N.H.E.A. No big deal, you made it so far, basically you can’t be harmed.”
“Wait!” Brandon said, jumping in front of the door so Hal couldn’t go into the next room, “No big deal? Who’s the N.H.E.A.?”
“Uuh, so many questions!” Hal moaned and rolled his eyes, “The N.H.E.A. is the No Humans Evil Association. Your rock friend or S.O.M.L. whatever, they  work against N.H.E.A. Not just to keep you humans safe but everyone else too. They launch attacks sometimes, but they can never out-think our amazing safety.”
“Eh, so,” Brandon started,” No big deal once I’m here?”
“Yes!” Hal said loudly dodging Brandon and moving into the next room.
The room was small with a little table in the corner that has a vase on it. In the vase were perfectly dried flowers. They looked normal and alive, just tinted yellow and brown. Hal touched one of the petals and it fell off into a powder. Most of the rest of the room was filled with a rickety wooden staircase.
“After you,” Brandon said shakily, motioning to the staircase. Hal stepped on and Brandon after him. Dust and pieces of wood drifted into the air around their feet as they stepped and the stairs creaked very loudly. There was another fleet of stairs after, that was a s old and dusty as the one before. On the third step Hal yelled loudly and fell through the stair.
“Watch your step,” he said.
They emerged into a fancy old hallway with a chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The hallway was lined with doors but when Brandon opened one, he almost fell. The door was on the side of the castle so if you walked out, you would fall to the ground, a long drop.
All of the doors were like that, until they reached the last one at the end of the hall. Paint that had been peeled from the ceiling was hanging in front of the top of the door. Brandon grasped the rusty doorknob and expected to see another long drop. But, it was actually a giant old room that had walls of gold and modern lights on the ceiling. Even though it was old, it had been touched up. There were large pillars in rows leading to a big comfortable looking throne where a very old man sat humming to himself with a sugar pastry in one hand and a book in the other. There were cauldrons around the room with a big velvet carpet coming from the door to the throne. There were shelves with trophies and little glass bottles in them. Maps were on the walls and scattered on tables.
The old man looked up and Brandon gasped then dove behind a pillar. He really hoped the man was the wizard, and if he was, he would be the same man that Hal described. “Ha ha ha!” The man laughed, “The little boy’s scared of me. Hello, Mister Creature what can I do for you? Wait, is that a human?”

Wednesday 9 November 2016

Chapter 8

     After Hal explained to the terrified rock and boy about his journey, the boy, Brandon, explained himself. Hal was quite fascinated by Gobb’s secret hero society, building preparations for invades and creating maps and other magical things for travellers.
It turned out that Hal and Brandon had about the same quest, the same journey, to get to the wizard. Hal’s quest was on purpose but Brandon’s was some accident. It seemed to be a big one.
Hal and Brandon talked for awhile, and Hal enjoyed his story. He had to explain lots of information about Magi-Land to Brandon, trying to not make it sound boring. Gobb was kind of just there, listening. Hal noticed after he finished his conversation.
“Well,”Gobb said, kind of uncomfortably sounding,”Off you go!”
“Wait, what?” Hal asked as Gobb pushed a map, a telescope, and a little metal cube into Brandon’s arms.
“This adventure!” said Gobb,”I’m sending you to fulfill your quest!” Why was Gobb sending Hal and Brandon away?
“W-we just met!” Hal exclaimed with a tint of fear. Brandon didn’t look too prepared either.
Gobb looked irritated,” I’m not a pitstop, now, what are you out here for?” Hal took a moment to think. Well, he set off with all this optimism and now it seemed a bit scarier and harder than he thought. He couldn’t turn back when all these people in town were expecting a noble quest. Whether he died or came back in glory, he couldn’t let all the other creatures down. Confidence swelled up in him. We are the creatures and the creatures we stay! He thought happily.
His thoughts seemed to of taken up a lot of time, but in that time no one had spoken a single word. “I’ll go!” Hal said, louder than he meant to. His voice boomed through the silence.
“Well, if I’m ever thinking of getting out of here, I’ve got to be in to.” Brandon said, the early nervousness vanishing from his voice.
Gobb started spinning down into the base leaving Brandon and Hal alone in a spray of dirt.
“Let’s go,”said Hal pointing to the way the wizard tower was peaking above the treetops.
“Yeah, but… do you suppose you know what this gadget is?” Brandon said, holding up the metal cube to Hal.
Hal took the telescope and map out of Brandon’s arms,”Why don’t you find out?” he said while stuffing the telescope into his backpack. Brandon first threw it up in the air and then caught it. Nothing happened. Brandon threw it hard at the ground but still nothing happened. Brandon furrowed his brow. There was a little tiny button that blended in with the cube.
At first Hal thought it wasn’t a good idea to press a button on a highly advanced metal cube that was given to him by a talking rock. Before Hal could stop him, Brandon pressed the button, probably too curious. An orange laser shot out and cut a purple and blue tree in half, causing it to fall to the ground.
“Don’t play with things like that!” yelled Hal at Brandon who cowered a few steps away,” You’re lucky that wasn’t a gentotree.”
“Sorry, it’s not like you knew what it did! You told me to try it out!” snapped Brandon.
“I did know what it does!” Hal lied angrily.
“You’re lying!” Brandon yelled.
“Fine,” Hal admitted loudly,”But it makes no difference.”
For about half an hour they just walked towards the tower in silence. Both of them sneaking bad looks at each other. Why was Hal so bad at lying?
Hal finally said something,”Could I see the map again?”

“Uh, sure,”Brandon said, handing Hal the map. Hal looked down at it. They would reach the tower soon. But, before Hal could look up, he squished into the tower, and like a rubber band he bounced back from it.