Hurricane (The Badlands Series) Book 5

Chapter One: Back Again

Purple lightening danced across dark ominous clouds. It seemed to be the only source of light through violent rain and eerie fog. Emlyn could barely see anything in front of her face and turned to Mystic, "Can you light the way? We have to get the castle and I can't see anything!"

Mystic lifted her horn and cast a bright golden light. The light was an prn around her horn but a flowy beam dashed in front of them creating a path to follow. The Storytellers couldn't see much but they were able to follow the light through the storm.

They arrived at the castle soaking wet and exhausted. Horrace was relieved to see them. "Thank Hiromay you made it...mostly alright."

"What did you just say?" Emlyn asked, remembering the name.

"Oh nothing it's unimportant right now." Horrace said, he looked nervous and wanted to pass over the topic as quickly as possible.

"No, no how do you know her? We met her in another timeline. Isn't she like a Japan Goddesses?"Emlyn said, refusing to let it go.

"She's much more than that, she is the Goddess of the heavens. Japan is just the only country in the real world that accepts her as the ruler." Horrace replied, and Emlyn nodded.

"And? What else?" She said, knowing that couldn't be all.

"We used to be friends a long long time ago. We don't really talk anymore, I made a horrible mistake long ago and she hasn't forgiven me for it." He paused and shook his head, "it's long in the past though we need to focus on this Hurricane." He said, and Emlyn sighed.

"Right... what exactly do we know about this hurricane? I've never seen purple lightening before." Emlyn asked.

"The purple is a symbol of her bloodline, purple is a royal color and she has royal blood. If Stella cast the spell the lightening would be a different color." He explained, and Emlyn nodded.

"So the color doesn't matter? I feel like this significant." She asked, and Horrace chuckled.

"It is significant still, purple is the second strongest color. It's very powerful and hard to defeat. You'll need to go on a journey to collect what you need to stop it. Follow me." He said, and led the way to the restricted section of the library.

"What's the strongest color?" Emlyn asked, and Horrace glanced back as they walked.

"Blue, but no one's ever seen it cast before, for it can only be cast by a Wanderess." He said, and Emlyn looked confused.

"What's a Wanderess?" She asked.

"Similar to a Goddess or God but more unique. Honestly, most people think they're just legends, but they're multiverse walkers. Believed to go from one timeline to the next saving the world. They don't belong to any one place or time they're just free to wander wherever the next storm takes them." He said, his voice full of curiosity, as he himself had yet to meet one.

Emlyn didn't say anything else as she watched, Horrace search for the book but it was missing. "It seems Camilla has taken the book, probably how she cast the curse. You'll need to find it and it'll tell you how to stop it." He said, and left them to decide what to do.

"What do you think we should do Em? How do we get a book when we have no clue where it is?" Stella asked, and Emlyn looked to Ginger.

"Ginger? You knew her the best, where do you think it could be?" Emlyn asked, and Ginger thought for a moment and looked out the window far off into the distance.

"If it's not on her person, it's at her castle. Though I'm not sure how we could get there through this storm." Ginger said, and Emlyn started looking through books.

"Let's see if we can find a way to get through the storm and then we'll go."

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They searched through books for hours and hours, though nothing seemed to really be helpful. Ginger brought Emlyn coffee and sat next to her. The others had gone to sleep and decided to try again tomorrow but not Ginger.

"Why are you still up?" Emlyn asked, and she shrugged.

"I uh usually sleep during the day. Demons are nocturnal like cats." She said, and Emlyn laughed.

"That explains why Lillian is always complaining you're sleeping. Have you told her anything yet?" She asked, and Ginger shook her head.

"She doesn't need to know yet it's to dangerous. Besides the longer Camilla doesn't know she exists the easier it is to keep her safe. Camilla likes to attack the people you love, she thinks love makes you weaker." Ginger explained, and Emlyn nodded.

"I can see that, do you believe what Horrace said about a Wanderess?" Emlyn asked her and Ginger giggled.

"Don't be ridiculous, Horrace is wise but he's also just a crazy old man full of stories. The Wanderess is just that a story. It's a story parents tell their kids before bed. Don't think to much into it." Ginger replied and then wandered off.

Emlyn wanted to put the idea to rest but she couldn't get it out of her mind. She searched around the library till she found a book about it. A small section discussed the hurricane Camilla had cast. A Wanderess had the ability to part the storm and create clear sight through it.

She stared at the spell for what felt like forever and couldn't figure out how to cast it. She pulled out a book on spell casting and started trying every method she could find. Finally, the last page after she felt incredibly defeated the book said if all else fails to blow on the page of the written spell.

Emlyn didn't think she was a Wanderess she was just out of ideas. She lifted the book so it laid flat in front of her face. She blew air across the page with the spell. The words began to float off like black smoke. The smoke grew bigger till it consumed everything in the room.

When it finally cleared, Emlyn ran outside. To her amazement she could see... everything.