Chapter 2: Attack of the Evil Green Wodents

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The next morning I woke up very confused. Where was I? How did my pillow turn into a rock? Then I remembered and shock struck my heart like ice.

  World of Twelve.

  Dally.

  Locket.

  Wakfu.

I jumped to my feet, my heart pounding in my ears. How on EARTH did I end up here, in a TV show I liked to watch?! The World of Twelve is actually REAL?! But-but how? How could a locket take me from my world to theirs?

On the ground, Percedal was still sleeping soundly, his mouth hanging wide open in a drooly snore. My favorite character was right in front of me, real as anything. A headache throbbed in my head, so strong I collapsed on the ground.

"You okay there, 'miss?'" a deep sarcastic voice said. I looked over where Percedal was and remembered Rubilax the shushu sword. "I don't want to get into it," I muttered. If anything, I didn't want to get into a conversation with the rudest sword ever. 

Rubilax chuckled. "Ooooh, mysterious. Blondie'll be jealous for sure when she sees that Dally here has been hanging around another girl." Annoyance prickled in my gut, but I did the smart thing and ignored the shushu.

Suddenly the loud snoring stopped. Percedal sat upright as if startled, then scratched his head. "Well that was a weird dream. Something about green... and corruption....Eh, probably nothing." He looked at me and gave me a toothy Iop smile. "Shall we continue, Miss Amnesia?" I gave him a blank stare as the weirdness of my situation hit me again.

"Why do you look so confused?" Dally asked, then his eyes widened. "Oh, no. You didn't forget everything again, did you?" I shook my head to try to clear the weirdness out. "N-no," I managed to say. "Okay then, we should to get going -- everyone is still waiting for us." "Right."

We packed up our makeshift camp and headed out. The forest was dense and the foliage hard to push through.  But soon, it began to thin and we entered a clearing.

An ominous feeling washed over me. Something about this place was wrong. All the trees were bare and the grass yellow. It was like all the life had been sucked out. But it wasn't just that. A feeling had washed over me- dark, rotten, foreboding- as though something evil was watching us.

I was so on edge that I jumped out of my skin when a little creature dashed in front of me. "Ha ha!" Percedal laughed. "Don't tell me you've never seen a wodent before!" I hadn't, so I didn't tell him. The little wodent squinted up at me, like it was making a face. Then it darted off, like it could feel the darkness too.

And then I saw what had caused him to run away. In the shady underbrush were thousands of tiny green eyes. "Percedal..." I said cautiously. "Move towards the center of the clearing. Something's out there." Dally perked up. "A monster? Something to fight?" He glared around, clearly looking for something big, and yelled "Show yourself, beast! Unless you're too much of a coward."

I tried to shush him, but it was too late. Hundreds of little wodents crawled out towards us. But these wodents were different that the other on I saw. These were large, shaggy, and had a green tint in their fur. Their eyes were vacant and glowing green. Percedal raised an eyebrow. "Not what I was expecting, but a fight is a fight!" He brandished his sword, and Rubilax  groaned. "I never thought I'd have to fight a bunch of stupid wodents," he mumbled as he extended into a big green sword.

The wodents began closing in. Dally began to hack away at them, but more and more dashed out into the clearing. "Don't you have a weapon?" He called to me. I desperately checked my new clothes but found nothing. "No! What do I do?" "Stay next to me, I'll fend them off!"

The thousands of green wodents were only a few feet away. Percedal could only hold them off for so long, and I knew we'd soon be overcome. "There's just too many!" I called. The wodents began to run over my feet, nibbling at my thick boots.

How sad, I thought. I come to the coolest world ever only to be killed by a bunch of little evil wodents. Just as I was losing all hope, a flash of ice hit the ground, freezing hundreds of wodents in its path. I looked up to see a short-haired blonde Cra, wearing black clothes and still holding up her bow. "What are you waiting for?" Evangelyne called. "Get out of there!"






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