Chapter 7

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Sunny couldn't believe it. Galaxy was captured. They needed Galaxy to STOP the evil King.

"Sky! Your back!" Sunny yelled. Blue sparkles rose from Sky's back forming wings on her back.

"You too Sunny!" Sky exclaimed. Bright, sun yellow wings sprung from Sunny's back. Dark purple wings slowly grew from Luna's back.

"I've been waiting!" Luna said. Sky and Sunny laughed.

"Looks like we won't need to go back to Wingless Village!" Sky giggled.

"You won't be going anywhere, WingStalls." King Rich was grasping Galaxy's wrist. Galaxy now had brilliant galaxy colored wings.

A sharp gust of wind knocked over the King. Sunny looked back at Sky, whose hands were in a shooting-a-fireball position.

"I think we have powers now..." Sky said in a tone that was obviously funny. Sunny put her hand out flat and a small sun popped up.

"Well, King. I'm Sunny, WingStall of the Sun! I urge you to free my friend now, or else." Sunny commanded, flashing the hot, ping pong ball sized sun in the king's face.

"Never." The King mustered, sweat trickling down his face. He carefully got to his feet and spread his royal purple wings. One was torn at the tip, rugged from flights to and from flightless village. He shot a bubble from his hand at Galaxy, sending her into a deep, dark sleep.

"Enjoy the rest of your lives." He shot three bubbles at Sunny, Luna, and Sky.

All was black.

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