Chapter 8

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(Gem's POV)

The wizard woke up with a fright, sitting up straight. Her hair fell behind her back. Above her, fWhip was pacing around across the room. She realized that she was in a circular room, windows and Gem was laying down on a gray bed. 

"Gem!" He ran across the room and hugged his sister, falling on the bed, into her arms. Smiling, Gem hugged back, embracing him. fWhip eyes started to water a little bit.

"What happened?" She asked, letting him go. He explained everything.

"After you blacked out, everyone started freaking out. Lizzie helped me carry you, cause she's the tall ocean goddess, you know. Katherine and Shelby came with plants and flowers, to try and heal you, but the injury you had wasn't anything even they couldn't heal. It was frostbite. And it's the middle of summer!" He finished, his scarf loosely hanging around his neck. "It was Scott, I know it."

"Wait, but it's not his fault. What did you do?" The wizard asked cautiously. 

"I sent Pearl, Pixlriff and Jimmy to look for him."  fWhip looked down. The room seemed to get darker, the light fading away. Her brother seemed to get colder. 

"What are you going to do?" Gem asked another question. She got worried about him. He didn't say anything else. But he started leaving and heading toward the door.

"Wait! fWhip! What are you going to do?!" She tried to get up from her bed but was still weak. fWhip opened the door. As he did that, she saw the sky, realizing that she was in a tower.  Closing it behind him, she sighed and stood up.  What was she going to do?

Suddenly she heard a maniacal giggle and a crash. Gem knew that it could be only one person. The door burst open and a person walked through. 

He had a white shirt, grey pants, brown gloves and boots. A gold crown sat on his short brown hair, above his blue eyes. And a brown strapped that went across his chest. 

"Sausage?"

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