The Specials [COMPLETED] (under editing)

Mini Story- WTWC (Part 3)

Author's Note: Mariana's hair is black but when I colored it black using my editing app it didn't look very good so I decided to leave it as it is... Anyways,to the chapter!

"Well girlies, I know more about this situation than the book does. I had a feeling it would happen soon when I heard that the king was back. All evil villains that you girlies destroyed have been coming back alive because the evils have taken over death... They can bring back anything that was once dead," Gazelda explained. The group nodded in response, holding in their gasps.

"Now the only way to stop this is getting the stones- which make these villains live forever. You know the part of the prophecy with the four personality traits? Those are traits, but they are also stones," Gazelda continued.

"I don't know about the other worlds, but in this world, there is the determination stone." Gazelda said. She went to the last page of the book, taking out a piece of paper hidden in the book.

"This map is of the king's castle. Here," Gazelda pointed her finger to the left bottom square of the map, "Is where the stone resides. The stone is embedded into his throne."

"That map looks like it was drawn by a kid," Claire blurted out. The others laughed under their breath, but stopped when they saw Gazelda's angry expression.

"It was drawn by the best architect in our land!" The witch replied.

"Yeah right," Izzy scoffed, making the others smile with her. Gazelda just shook her head.

"Plus, it was a rough and less detailed draft of the castle, but it is enough for us," Gazelda pointed out. The others shrugged. (A/N: Also known as my way of saying I was too lazy to make a detailed map...)

"Gazelda, how do you even know this? Where did you get the map from?" Mariana asked.

"Why, I got the map from one of the minor architects for 10 gold coins. And for the other question... Girlies, do you even know how old I am?" Gazelda asked. Answers came, consisting in the range of 70 through 85.

"Not even close. I recently celebrated my 3rd hundredth! We witches live about 500 years. 250 years ago this same thing happened, but it was less disastrous than this time. The four boys were able to stop the curses, but right now they're even stronger than before," Gazelda cheered. The girl's mouths had become three inches wide.

"Eh... What?" Claire said, perplexed. Gazelda smiled and went to her fridge, taking out cake that said "Happy 300th!" The old witch took out a knife and cut the remaining half of the cake, quickly going over and grabbing plates and spoons. She placed slices of cake and handed it to the girls. The girls just stared at it in awe.

"Well, go on then. It isn't old, my birthday was just two days ago- January 1st!" Gazelda encouraged. The group slowly picked up their spoons, taking one bite of the cake. The girls were still utterly confused, but voiced their congrats and praises. "Nice... Cake?" "Happy 300th?"