A Brand New Beginning

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A crescent moon bathed Luna Nova in gentle silver rays. Lydia headed towards the courtyard with her broom and took off into the skies. She flew through the Leyline and directly to the fields, where she noticed a large gray spot on the grass. "You can do it, Lilith," she whispered. She approached closer to see Thunderstorm laying motionless with a bullet wound near his chest. "I will bring ya back ter life, mate," she whispered, "Andy needs ya," she then turned into her demon form and placed her hands on the wolf. With all her strength, she cast a spell in demonic language, hoping to bring the wolf back to life. "Come, on wolfie! Come back!" she whimpered, "Don't give up on me, mate! Ya still have lots to live!"

Thunderstorm then opened his eyes. The bullet wound in his chest sealed back on its own. Lilith opened her eyes to see that he was back to life. "Thundy? How do ya feel, lad?" she asked, "Please tell me you're no soulless shell! I've seen the movies!"

Thunderstorm sat up like an obedient dog. "Welcome back to Earth, mate," Lilith smiled, "yer owner Ace is very worried about ya, eh. Why don'tcha give 'im a li'l visit?" she stroked him softly, "My name's Lilith! But ya can call me Lydia!"

By the following morning, Lydia approached Team Navy's table. She noticed Daisy was sitting with Amanda and the rest of Team Green. "G'day, mate!" she approached Andrew, "why's Daisy ova there? Is she mad at ya?"

--"She is," Andrew sighed, "she hasn't talked to me since yesterday."

--"Ya still going to talk to ya teammates in jail?" Lydia asked curiously. "I do," Andrew replied, "I must know under what charges they were arrested! But, I've been thinking about it lately. Is it worth it if Daisy and my mother won't talk to me?"

--"Ya mum's not talking to ya either?" Lydia gasped. "No," sighed Andrew again, "what do you think I should do? It's already bad that I lost Thunderstorm, or Centurion since that was his real name."

--"Ya mean good ol' Thundy?" Lydia asked, "Come with me, I have somethin' to show ya."

She then led him to the North campus, making sure they were not being followed. "Why are we here?" Andrew asked. "Just see it with your own two peepers, mate!" Lydia answered, gesturing him towards Thunderstorm sitting on the ground. "Thunderstorm!" he gasped, running to exchange a hug with the wolf, "How is it possible? I saw you die that night!"

--"Guess he was just wounded!" Lydia shrugged, "Or, maybe he was pretending ter be dead, so that way the cops wouldn't take him!"

--"I missed you," Andrew smiled, stroking Thunderstorm, "I thought I had lost you."

--"I hope this doesn't make Julius jealous!" Lydia giggled, "But, now that he's here, what are ya plannin' to do?"

--"I'm still visiting my teammates," replied Andrew, "I must get to the bottom of this. I need a favor from you, Lydia."

--"M-Me?" Lydia stuttered. "If somebody asks where I have been, tell them I went into town to cope with my loss."

--"I dunno, mate," Lydia said, "I'm not a very good liar..."

--"I trust you," Andrew placed his hand on her shoulder, "do not let anyone know."

--"Fine, Andy, I promise to not tell anyone," Lydia said as she crossed her fingers behind her back. "Thank you," Andrew smiled, then walked away. She then turned around to meet eyes with Thunderstorm, noticing she still had her fingers crossed. "You saw nothing, eh?" she snapped before running back to the main campus.

That afternoon, Andrew rode his broom into Blytenbury's prison, located on the outskirts of the town. As he was being walked to the cell block that contained his teammates by a guard, his heart began thumping. "I would like to be alone with these men," he requested. The guard then turned around and left. "Cyrus!" he walked over to see Cyrus hunched over in his cell. "Ace? What are you doing here?" he asked. "I came here to talk to you all," Andrew replied, "under what charges were you arrested?"