Fantasy: The Forgotten World

Meet Me

   

My dreams came launching back at me one by one. First, it was when Malgara and Zelena were best buds, then I came, then Malgara turned into this evil freak, then the carriage crashed, and my father rescued me in time before he could be killed by Malgara. Then finally when my mother and I escaped Malgara. That pretty much sums up everything, right? So when I woke up, I knew this was the place that could answer all my questions. Know where I am? Yeah, has lots of books, technology, and has a giant oak sign saying 'Welcome to the sixth world!' bolded in fancy handprint in the tree in front of me. Yeah, I'm in the sixth world, I know it.

I walked around, only to thankfully stop before I could fall into a deep dark pitch. I looked around and saw books that literally arranged themselves as stairs when I walked by them. I stared in both amazement and boredom at all the books everywhere. Know why? Because it leads forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever until you... Haha reach a dead end. Not joking.

I growled in frustration and whined at the top of my lungs, "AGH! I WISH THESE STUPID BOOKS COULD JUST ARRANGE THEMSELVES!!!"

Surprisingly, my wish came true. The book under me slid forwards, resulting me nearly slipping, and as more books got out of my way, flying past us as me and the book flew to the top of the heap, where I could see everything.... Around me. As I was looking for any clue or sign, The Sorcerer's Book began glowing more vibrant than ever. I held it out and stared at it before it automatically flew forward and led me to my doom. Or fate. Face it this way, if it doesn't mean going down that pitch. Did I mention it was deep and dark?
So after hours of holding on to the Sorcerer's book, we conclusively ended up to the point where the book lands flat on the floor. Yup. Flat on the floor. HARD.
I rubbed my head from the sudden impact and scanned the area. I wasn't even in the library planet anymore. I was in a more secure, and personal library. I poked around to see if anyone was home until I heard someone lightly snoring to my right. I walked slowly in that direction and glimpsed at a woman sitting on a birch wood chair, deeply asleep, along with a medium sized, fluffy, white wolf by her side, asleep as well. I approached her closer and shook the woman's shoulder. Even took the risk to poke the wolf's tail. Sadly, none of those tricks worked, until the Sorcerer's Book lit up again like the Fourth of July; and as a page glew inside of it. I opened the book to the chosen chapter and saw a sterling wand and a spell written in Arthian.
I took the wand into my own hands and loudly commanded, "Jac twellar ja-oh quizar, Hanim jan lentanyar mogu twa ne pare hin Damir!!!" (Jah-k tw-el-ar jah-oh qu-eez-ar Ha-nee-m jan lin-tah-yah-r mo-goo twa ne pah-re hin Dah-meer)
Green magic sparked out of the wand and flew towards the woman and wolf. They swirled around them for a few seconds and stopped. I swatted my hand through the fogged haze and called out, "Um... Hello?"
A voice came out on the other side. It said, "Hey! Nice wand skills, girl!"
A burst of pink and red was seen through the haze as I heard the woman command a spell in Arthian. The burst then became a void and absorbed all the smoke brought upon us immediately. When it was all gone, the woman appeared before me, and looked to be about 18 or older. She had ebony, dark brown eyes, and lust red lipstick. Her wolf pup on the other hand, stretched its paws out, taking a huge yawn.
The girl greeted me first. "Hi! My name is... Oh wait. I can't say my name. Ugh, those author rules. Oh well, just call me the Author!" She exclaimed, her smile brightening the room, literally brightening all the lights, as if the room itself was happy that its owner was awake.
I replied, "Hi my name i-"
She quickly answered, "Amelia Olivar, preferred to be Amy but hasn't been mentioned Amy by anyone except Princess Marisol of the Medieval Kingdom, 15 years old, just turned 16, and blah blah blah, yes! I know everything, dearie. I created the story, and you, you know."
I opened my jaw. "Wait... Author? You're The Author?" I asked.
The Author rolled her eyes and replied, "Yeah, I'm the Author, sweetie. I thought I mentioned that already."
My eyes brightened up. "If you're the Author, you can help me defeat Malgara, right?" I asked, looking at her as she looked at all the books.
Author replied, still looking around, "Oh heavens no, I can't do that sorry. Gotta fix all this junk here."
I shook my head. "But why?! You're supposed to be the Author!" I shouted.
Author turned around and sighed at me. She explained, "Honey, I wrote the story and I published it, okay? I can't change it. No can do, sister, Author's rules. Besides, in your story, you defeat her."
The Author swayed her wand around a- (HACKING IN!!! AUTHOR IS BACK!!!)
So anyway, this is now from yours truly, The Author's view now. So no more Amelia view, ok? Ok. So... Where were we? So anyway, back to story.
So I waved my wand around a stack of books levitating them, and just waiting for that right moment and counting down... 3...2...1... And... NOW!
Amelia asked me, "Just tell me how and I'll go!"
Haha. Still got it. I replied excited, "Fine... So I can kick you out already for you to complete the story!"
Amy grinned brightly, which made my eye twitch a bit. I never designed her for that... Did I? Anyway, I grabbed her hand and snatched the Sorcerer's book out of her hands, running towards my exit and portaling to the upper ground. Amy was starstruck while I put up the books and writing down a few words in the Sorcerer's book. Then a gleaming white sword, titanium shield, and a new wand appeared. Good. I still got the magix, don't I, reader?
I flicked the floating objects to Amy, telling her, "Okay. I wrote in the book. I'm giving you these, and now... Hehe goodbye I'm done narrating and helping you for now. Bye bye!"
I pushed Amy to the nearest portal and waved goodbye. One, if you're thinking I'm mean... Geez a little harsh. Two, there's about oh I don't know 1294 words now. Ok. NEXT CHAPTER! (1298!)