(Just a song I enjoy by an artist that's not professional, her name is Phemic)
Everyone gathered around the coffin. She was in a dress that brought every other dress to it's knees. She was covered in white, purple and blue roses. The stab wound was still visible and unfortunately bled through the silky, gold dress. Phil opened his mouth, "Shut up." Wag snapped. Most people didn't know her but everyone attended. "How's he doing?" Mot asked, carrying Alyssa, "He's not that well..." Ianite sighed.
Black smoke seemed to wrap around everyone's ankles. The black smoke retreated to a witch. "Well, well, well..." the witch smiled maliciously. "What're you doing here?" Wag growled. "I heard someone died, and I wasn't invited to the funeral?"
"No one invited you here, Marcy." Tom said. "Oh Mianite, we have Tom the wizard." Marcy grinned. "And I'm very sorry, what am doing without bowing to the one and only, Lady Ianite."
"Stop playing tricks." Waglington's eyes glowed red, he took out his scythe. "Let's finish this." he lunged towards Marcy, who easily dodged his attack. "You're getting slow." she laughed. Matt sent a fireball towards her, she caught the fireball and threw it at Phil.
The witch flew into the air, "My fun is just starting..." she grinned and started to preform a spell. Ianite gasped, she quickly summoned a forcefield that protected the Wizards and the townspeople. A huge, blue blast emitted from Marcy's hands. Dianite teleported to Ianite, he helped her with the forcefield.
The blast stopped, a choking noise was heard from the air. Mianite had one hand on Marcy's neck. "If you're going to mess with my siblings. You're going to mess with me." He threw the witch the the ground, a boom was heard but Marcy teleported far away. The dust cleared up, "Ianite!" Someone called. Lady Ianite ran towards the voice, "Spark!" She screamed (I'm sorry I had to add dis). "Wait, Ianite's not single? Aww..." Phil dropped a chocolate box and three bouquets of flowers. He ripped off his tux and was now in his normal clothes.
"Oh my fucking god..." Matt whispered.
His guys! I'm wasting my sleep time and replacing it with Wattpad time. So you guys are lucky.
-*Pass out*
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Waglington: It All Started With A Cloak And Some Magic.
FanfikceWaglington Magica was the 5th out of 10 children. He never got any attention and was always stuck alone in the corner with a book. Until 1 day when he found out he could cast spells and make potions as a wizard, Wag decided to run away and explore t...
