Chapter 7

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Hate to ruin the story but I have a dream that just needs to be showcased, since it just happened, like right after I fell asleep on that couch. This will be the first time I have ever told anyone about that dream. Most of it comes true, but there's a little bit that doesn't come true. If you figure it out before the end of this chapter, kudos to you. Remember: this dream is deceiving. It seems like a nightmare, but it really isn't. It is perfectly normal for Batsam rulers. Not everything that is showcased here in this dream doesn't happen right away, it will be gradual, trust me. I know, because this is my life. Now here is the dream that literally changed my whole life. 


Dear Princess Shyla, 

I have your precious Matty. If you want him back here are my conditions:

-Come alone.

-Bring the Marksana, I want a battle.

-Bring cupcakes from Earth.

-Wear a battle uniform.

That is all I require. Meet us tomorrow at midnight in the Nothern Cavern on Batsam. If you are late Matty dear dies.

Your evil tormentor,

King Jared of Istala 


I read that letter many times, before spurring myself into action. I had the cupcakes in a little box and I was looking through my closet for a battle uniform, when something caught my eye. I took a closer look and it was a little elf.

"Excuse me, sir?" I asked the elf, getting on my knees, so I was face to face with the guy.

"Yes, madam?" he turned around.

"Can you help me find a battle uniform?" I asked him.

"Who are you battling?"

"King Jared of Istala. Do you need my name as well?" I asked.

"Yes." 

"I am Princess Shyla Lee Hyannis of Batsam." I smiled, sweetly at the elf.

"Let's see. Morph to alien please." he asked me kindly and I stood up and did so, faintly glowing in the dark. 

"Ooh. The light is pretty." I sighed, a silly smile on face until I remembered that Matty was in trouble.

"Yes. I have the perfect outfit that works for both your human and your alien form." the elf murmured, disappearing into my closet again. "Wait can you wield the Marksana in both forms?" he asked reappearing.

"I don't know. I know for sure in my alien form I can. Let me try my human form real quick." I answered morphing back to human form and I help my hand and immediately the Marksana was in my hand, and I threw it back in the air and it disappeared. "I guess that's a yes." I smiled.

"Perfect that narrowed down the outfit choice. I will call my ladies to do your hair and makeup and get you dressed." the elf guy smiled and disappeared and almost instantly about twenty females showed up and told me to sit at the vanity and close my eyes, and I listened to their instructions. 

It seemed like forever before I was fully done. They kept pulling my hair, and applying layers of makeup to my face. After that they somehow got me dressed and when the turned me around and told me to open my eyes I couldn't believe it.

I was dressed in leather, like actual leather, that felt like a second skin. On my feet were heeled boots that added height to my figure, and my hair cascaded in curls that started in an elaborate braid at the top of my head and there was a tiara safely secure in the braid. My makeup looked awesome. It was natural looking, and just awesome. 

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