The Rebirth of the Phoenix

Chapter 21: St. Pastry Order and the Cake Tower (Part 1)

Inside an unknown church, a cookie could be seen praying to a fork ornament. The sister had purple with a golden strand of hair, wearing a cream-colored veil... and wielded a crossbow. The Cookie was Pastry Cookie, the executioner of the St. Pastry Order.

"Glory be to the godly Witches for our life and our sweetness..." 

Another Cookie seemed to enter the room. This one however, had green hair and wore silver glasses, she held a fork-shaped scapular necklace.

"Pastry Cookie. I didn't expect to find you here past the retire bell."

"Reverend Mother! Forgive me; I was just making up for missing today's prayer, and I... must've been too loud." "My child, how can I punish you for praying! Tell me of your worries."

"Flour 17:9... '...for where thine forks art sharp, thine tablets art peaceful!' A wielder of the sacred fork knows no sleep. I was merely honing my weapon and my mind." "Ha... Such diligence is commendable, my child! Truly, your soul of pure butter bears not an iota of foul margarine..." (Royal Margarine took it personal, now he's gonna nuke the Order/j.)

"I am not worthy of such praise." "Indeed... But I bring most saddening news. Cake Monster taint has nested within the sacred halls of the Godly Banquet."

Pastry Cookie seemed genuinely surpirsed: "Are you talking about... the miraculous Cake Tower? The holy grounds of the Godly Baking?!"

Reverend Mother Cookie also didn't seem to believe it, as she instructed Pastry Cookie to infiltrate the Cake Tower: "Depart now, under the night's cover. You must find out what blasphemy has been allowed to happen."

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The Cake tower was enormous: the path inside was full of Candy cane-designed spikes and crimson red flames illuminated the huge circular ramp that led to the upper parts of the tower, the tower seemed to reach the very skies and the metal cutlery utensils rested around the structure. At the base, the First Oven could be seen burning whatever it's inside, the birthplace of the very first Cookies...

Pastry Cookies stood there in awe, which was interrupted by the barks of a nearby Cake Hound.

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"Knead the batter, my beasts! KNEAD HARDER! And make sure not stick to it!" A red cookie could be seen in the distance, his name is Red Velvet Cookie: "Keep the bonfires burning! Throw in more wood! LET THE FLAMES BURN THE VERY SKY! ...The time has come! PULL OUT THE TRAY!"

Just as Red Velvet Cookie instructed, the cake monsters pulled out a metal tray from the oven. Several Cake Hounds were born into the world. 

"Welcome your new brethren..." Red Velvet Cookie announced as a certain guilded cookie who wore mainly black walked towards him.

"Working hard as always, Red Velvet Cookie."

"Now isn't that a surprise! Pomegranate Cookie, in the dough! Did Dark Sorcerer Cookie send you to watch over? Is he still reluctant to come personally?"

The two cookies discussed about the Cake Army's numbers. Just as a cake soldier came to the duo and informed of an intruder.

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"...Twenty nine! Thirty! Thirty one! ... Thirty seven. Thirty eight! Foul creatures, I release you from your sweet temptations! BEGONE!" Pastry Cookie stated: "There's no end to them... It pains me to see a holy place stained by fallen desserts!"

"Ah, and so the little nosy gnat has shown herself. How typical... to be attracted to sweet things..." Red Velved Cookie walked to the sister.

"A Cookie... with an arm of a Cake Monster?!"

Red Velvet Cookie started to ponder about whether crumble her. But instead, he offered her to join them, which was rejected. 

"What you see is real: nothing more, nothing less. Can you hear that? That's the Cake factory working day and night!"

Pastry Cookie was enraged as she paralyzed Red Velvet Cookie with her crossbow.

"GAH! You... What did you do... to me...! I can't... move!"

"My Fork of Judgement. Fallen creatures like you cannot resist. It's said that this weapon cannot hurt an innocent being." Pastry Cookie explained: "A consecrated weapon, forged to be used in the praise of the Godly."

"Hah! So this Fork of yours decides who to crumble or spare? Such ridiculous self-righteousness!" Remarked the cake-cookie: "The same ingredients and oven were used to bake Cakes and Cookies! By a mere coincidence the former couldn't obtain a consciousness like you! Neither you, nor the Witches-NO ONE has the right to take lives, just because they're different!"

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"'This... tower...?' The Godly... created you this... way?" Pastry cookie asked, but she had to end him. When she was about to, Pomegranate Cookie intervened: 

"I was wondering what was taking you so long... My tea became as cold as ice."