The Magical Land- Children Series

I am Magoosh!

Outburst of magic shot about flashed before their
eyes. They had a plan. The friends each took their
positions. If they act together this might just
work.

Dragonfly was standing on a roof top. From his little
hands a ball of light pulsed as it grew bigger. He
spread his hands outward in an embracing gesture that
held the kingdom in an embrace. Then like a wave the
ball of light burst out and bathed the skies in a
golden glow so fierce they had to close their eyes.

He looked down and said "Now!" while his body grew
and transformed itself into an enormous Dragon. He
schreeched at the now falling bats. For the light had
rendered them blind even in the dark night. Seeing
this as their only chance, everyone fought the bats
with magical outbursts.

The fleeing animals tried in vain to enter the
castle but flying fairies took hold of their wings
and flung them into the air where the Dragon's flame
would torched them.

Suddenly from the dark clouds a dark figure emerged
and swept down on them.

"It's Magoosh. Run friends! Save yourselves!" yelled
Mr.Owl.

The friends ran for the nearby woods and hid among
the rocks. Mr.Goat clenched his teeth to stop the
chattering. He heard a rustle in the bushes nearby.
He held his breath and closed his eyes. When he opened
an eye to peek out he lent out the pent up breath in
relief.

"Blumar! Sugar Plum! How good to see you!" they
covered his mouth. They were watching something.

"Mr. Goat" whispered Sugar "Magoosh is on to you".

"Why me?" akesd the goat "I no longer have the book"

"What?!" asked Blumar "Then,where is it?"

"I gave it to her highness." His eyes open wide as he
stammered "Please don't"

The two faeries turned to meet Magoosh's fierce
stare. He was standing over them his long dark hair
whiping in the wind. His eyes, the only thing light,
were an icy, cool, blue.

"So she has my book. I will be my pleasure to take
it back! She wouldn't have me. Instead she would
settle for a mere scoundrel. What could he had given
her that I wouldn't best?. Together we could have
joined forces and taken over the world!" he yelled
his anger made him elevate and in a flash of lighting
he flew to the castle, destroying things on his path.

She watched what remained of her dear kingdom. Trees
were being turned off by the Morfins. The waterfairies
cleaned up the rivers and lakes. The rest of the
faeries, elves and dwarfs picked debris fromthe roads.

She knew the worst was to come. She couldn't risk
losing this battle, and so she finished the magical
potion that would gain her an ally.

Closing her eyes she summoned her powers as she fed
him the elixir. She chanted the familiar words.

"Shadows opened for the sun
Veils are lifted from the source
your true virtue should reveal
as the person within heals."

She opened her eyes to watch the potion works it's
magic. It was always a wonder even to herself to see
it work even for the hundreth time. His shape shifted
and writhed as an anguised cry excame his lips.

He came to, laying on his stomach. The cold stone
floor was sending shivers up his spine as his eyes
opened as if the first time. She was a picture of
beauty. Her head cocked to one side. Troubled lines
were etched on her eyebrows as her smile spread to
cause his heart to lurch.

"Lilith?" he said her name and became aware that his
words lost the gruff quality he had gotten used to.

"You are back now. We have to defend the kingdom
and the Magical Book. The Land was nearly destroyed
and I can feel he is getting close."

He stood up trying to regain the balance of
standing on both feet. He peered around to catch his
reflection on a looking glass and saw that no longer a
young lad he now had the sculpted body of a warrior.
His hair once cropped short, was now past his
shoulders. He flinched when he noticed he needed to
get clothes on.

But as always she was ahead of him and had put atop
the bed a outfit fit for a king.

"Make haste. I'll bring your sword!" she ran from the
room

He ran to the bed and after several tumbles managed
to put everything on. He had just finished putting on
his scabbard when he heard a hiss in the air.

Turning he jumped to miss a shot of black magic.

"SO. You return from the dead, to fight me?" Magoosh
was standing near the window. He dark cape alive with
the whipping winds " YOU, were never a match for me!"

With that he flicked his wrist and send another shot
of magic to land an inch from Aureliu's boot. The
black smear oozed.

"It appears you still can't stand to fight like a
man!" he lifted himself in the air and grabbed him by
the neck, the force throwing them back agaisn't the
wall.

"And it appears you won't fight unless your rival is
unarmed." the quiet voice took him by surprise.

She stood, feet apart, hands holding Calista, the
sword of truth. It's magic known to all of Magical
Land and even the real world. He wanted the book, the
sword and the woman more than anything in the world.

He let go of Aurelius and turned to face Lilith.

"You are more beautiful than I remember." his voice
changing to a soft whisper.

"And you are worst than I gave you credit for." she
maneured the sword and watched his eyes smirk with
mischief

"I see you been practicing." he withdrew Namath and
laughed as her eyes grew cold with recognition, for
Namath was the sword of darkness and ruled all evil.

"Leave her out of it. " he ground out the words
feeling a strength he didn't feel capable of.

He marched right between them and from the corner of
his eyes watched the black ball of fire aimed at them.
He twisted and caught it between his hands.

It burned, but with the burning his strength grew and
he trew his head back and laughed. His grin faded as
he reared back and threw the ball back at his nemesis.

Magoosh barely held on to his sword and instead
lurched to attack.

"Give me the sword and stand back!" he yelled

"If you kill him, Magoosh, I will kill you." she
warned as she drifted up to watch from above.

"And if you want to live, you will be mine!"

Both men-wolf and sorcerer fought in combat as the
Queen of the Faeries woved a magical spell above them.
She would not let them kill each other. They were
enemies but they were also, brothers.