Chapter 12: The Prison of Magic

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Gi is the only borough in Magic Island that is right next to another, that being Neros.

The Gi-Neros Shuttle Station was the source of transportation to Neros. It was a big, shiny cubical glass building with a plethora of stops sitting outside of it. Every once in a blue moon, a bus would come and export passengers to Neros, the borough of water.

The interior was replete with loud chatter and occasional dinging sounds. Occidifu and his crew sat in the waiting area, taking up every single chair. Annoyed passengers and their kids stood, moaning and grumbling. But Occidifu did not care the slightest bit.

However, it bugged Declan, especially after all the damage he had contributed to. His heart broke into pieces as he watched a young boy scribble red crayon all over a page in his coloring book. He wiped a tear from his eye.

"Father," he said nervously. "Do you think we could give these folks some seats? They seem pretty upset."

"Who cares?" Occidifu callously responded, crunching on a bag of potato chips. "They're going to perish with the rest of this shithole once we, well, I, get the Viridis gem!!!"

Sighing and shaking his head in disgrace and embarassment, Declan looked up at the TV high up on the wall. It showed an impossibly beautiful blonde woman with a picture of Lontari in handcuffs next to her head. It was clear to him that this was about his arrest in Gi.

The boy felt a clog in his throat. What would his mother think of this?

Elsewhere, Lontari and his friends were inside a cell, in a dark, gloomy prison hallway. The only source of light was the full moon outside the window in their cell. The sink and toilet were dusty and showered with spiderwebs.

"Wow..." said Imani, shaking her head in despair. "I cannot understand for the life of me how people bought such shitty lies."

"And to think Occidifu is getting closer and closer to the Viridis gem as we speak..." added Axel.

Lontari jolted up and stomped his feet, yelling, "Ugh! I hate that son of a bitch!!!"

"Hey!" said a low, ominous voice.

Lontari gasped and widened his eyes, looking to his left in fear. Before him and his companions were 3 muscular guys, with muscles as hard as boulders.

"You mind shuttin' up?" the man demanded. "You're too loud."

"Sorry, won't happen again..." Lontari said as he slid down to the floor. "We're just frustrated."

The second man, who had curly hair, widened his eyes with a smile on his face when he recognized the 3 mages.

"Hey, I saw you guys on the news!" he boasted. "You went up against the Demolisher. Ballsy move. We could never!"

"Speak for yourself!" said a third chubby man. "I could kick his butt in minutes."

"In your dreams," The second man chuckled. "You can barely get yourself up out of bed, fatty."

"Hey, since we're all in this cell... why don't we get to know each other?" Said Imani. "What are you guys' names?"

The redhead said, "Name's Ryan."

The curly-haired man said, "Name's Stewart!"

The chubby man said, "I'm Martin."

"Nice to meet you," said Imani. She placed a hand on her chest. "I'm Imani, I'm a player from the real world."

"My name is Axel," said Axel. "Pleased to meet you, young lads."

Lontari bragged, "And I'm Lontari, also a player from real life and a proud multimage!!!"

"Multimage?!" exclaimed Stewart. "You're a multimage?!"

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