Hansel and Gretel: Let's Try This Again...

Chapter 18: Hansel

We split up, gathering all the supplies we would need. Gretel and the Captain working on getting his ship into the harbor. Kiki and I went to do more research on what exactly happened to Hook. Candor was surprisingly willing to help, coming with Kiki and I to the castle library.

"Perfect!" Kiki exclaimed as we walked into the library, "With all these books, there has to be something on whatever has been happening."

"I am not sure if I should show you this with Candor in the room, but I can do even better than just these books." I smiled ominously, walking over to the bookshelf containing Secrets of the Seers. As soon as I opened it the cloaking spell came undone revealing all of the books of the seers.

"Wow!" Candor exclaimed, "So this is where the famous Archive of the Seers lies."

"Yup, and watch this." I said lighting the chandelier in the center of the library, wisps began flying out of the flames, lighting up certain books on the shelves, "We have our own library search system; the wisps will find whatever you may need."

"Well then," Kiki said excitedly, "Let's get reading!"

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Even with three people, and a narrowed selection of books, it took over an hour to find useful information.

"Hey!" Kiki exclaimed quizzically, "Come look at this."

I read over her shoulder: The three original seers, Elisata, Peseius, and Gilropos, are said to be those who control destiny. Though secretive in their affairs, they have been known to guide those lost through the maze of time. Together they know the past, present, and future. They have an expansive amount of knowledge and power, in the most impossible of situations they will find a way. They take residence on the small island of the southern isles, called El Listo. They live inside a cave, if you hear the sound of music, you are very close.

"Sounds to me like we are going to have to make a pit stop at El Listo before going to the rift." Candor said.

"Wait a second, we?" I looked at him weirdly.

"Well I have been helping you, would it be so hard to have me along?"

"I don't know can we trust you?" Kiki asked.

"You will just have to see, I can promise that I will be an asset to you all; let's just say that I have had to deal with the fates before."

"Honestly I guess we really don't have time to talk about this, Gretel and Hook should be back with the boat, we need to hurry, something tells me that whatever is going to happen to Hook, is not going to take its time."

We all nodded rushing down to the docks, where we saw the impressive ship covered in copper to absorb the magic energy, "Wait, I never told you about the idea to make it magic proof," I looked to Gretel stunned.

"Hmmm..."she smiled,"Must be the twin sense."

We quickly informed both Hook and Gretel about the happenings in the library, as well as the fact that Candor was tagging along. Gretel didn't seem all to excited about it, but the captain just shrugged it off, "Next stop El Listo!"

"Wait! Don't you dare leave without me!" yelled a figure running down the pier, I recognized her to be Lillian, the royal strategist, I hadn't seen her in ages.

"Oh we wouldn't dream of it." smilied Kiki.

We were all loaded and had everyone aboard, we set sail, gliding across the sky. Fortunately it did not take us much time to reach El Listo, I was surprised by the island as soon as it came in sight. It was barren, the rocky terrain made it look unwelcoming, why would people so powerful chose to live here?

"Alright everyone, our best option is to split up." Lillian announced authoritatively.

We all followed the strategist's advice scouring the island, I began to hear the faint melody of Bach's Sixth Suite Prelude. "Does anyone hear that?" I yelled.

"Hear what?" Kiki yelled back.

The sound had disappeared as soon as it had started, "Nothing!". I turned around to find an opening in the rocky terrain that had just recently appeared. Three figures stood at the opening, a young woman who held a cello, someone who could only be described as a motherly figure, and a very old man holding a rusted trumpet.

"Hello," said the youngest, "I am Heisata, I knew you were coming."

"And I am Peseius," said the one who looked like the ideal mother, "I know what you desire,"

"I conclude," said the oldest "As I am Gilropos, and I know how this will end."

"Oh wow, um..."

"Do not call for your friends, they cannot see us," Peseius interjected.

"We know your desires," Heisata continued.

"And we will help you," Gilropos concluded.

"I saw the making of the the rift at the island in the Maelstorm, the spirit magic that created it was most powerful," Heisata started.

"Currently it eats at your friends soul, at everything he is." Peseius continued.

"It will consume him." Gilropos finished.

"The advice that was given to you by the candy witch is true," Heisata started.

"But this rift is much more powerful than the one in the monastery, it requires much more to close it and defeat it." Peseius continued.

"You must throw him into the rift, you must give him to the devil." Gilropos finished.