Mythical Spirits: Season 2

Go for the Gold

Terry's POV:

   Another typical day of school ended as I took a bus home with Taylie.
   "So Taylie, how's school going?" I asked her.
   "Eh, not much. Today's St. Patrick's Day, and we just learned the history of it."
   "There's a belief that a pot of gold's at the end of a rainbow."
   "But usually, in our case, the spirits created that rainbow over there. See?" She pointed at the rainbow in on our window. I gazed at it, admiring the bright lights behind it.
   "That's beautiful! We learned about the history of Gnoblin, even though he's a mousy goblin monster. He'd be a leprechaun that'll be a hundred percent camouflaged."
   "With what?"
   "All green."
   "Oh, now I get it! I also knew that he got a man by his side."
   "Who, Snow Frost?"
   "Indeed. I read a book that said that Jack Frost and the goblins were once evil."
"So the story changed, didn't it?"
"Wait a minute, how'd you know?"
"Let's talk about this later." As we arrived back home, we kissed our parents hello and ate some after school snacks. Taylie went to her room while I opened a fridge to find some durian flesh. I took the constellion box with me and finally let Alfred out after going to my bedroom.
   "Happy St. Patrick's Day!" He screamed from his lungs.
"Dude, you scared me!" I dropped my box.
"Haha, scaredy cat! Any catastrophes going on?"
"Stop making cat puns, unless you're Darnell."
"Who's that?"
"Your buddy from the constellion box."
"Oh, that annoying lynx. He was here to make me scram away from him."
"But did your looks make him scream?"
"I'm a mouse, duh."
"Alrighty mighty, you see the rainbow over there?" I pointed at the rainbow shining in the window. Sadly, it looked so fuzzy that all of the colors blended together. To my shock, an evil leprechaun teamed up with Darkbird.
"How could this happen to me?" Alfred munched on the durian flesh, unaware of the curse.
"Don't worry, bud. I'm the luckiest one out there, so green's gonna hide me. Mythical Spirits, begin the story!"
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Master Spirit's POV:

Hours later after viewing the blurred rainbow that lost its color, I quietly looked back inside the dull castle, walking tremendously and tirelessly. All of my spirits came inside as I called them up for an announcement.
"Spirits, I have to tell you all something important."
"Yes, master?" All of them paid attention.
"I found several hay bales delivered at the castle. I don't know who it was. It's either a cheesy farm or the rain and the wind, but I can probably assume that someone had to spin all of that junk into gold."
"Like Rumpelstiltskin?" Gnoblin answered first.
"Yes, Gnoblin. Even the real one once used your constellions to spin gold even faster."
"Wow, but we all noticed that the rainbow disappeared out of nowhere. Do all of our glows have to mix together to get it back again?" Alicorn spoke out.
"Alicorn, everyone argues that I'm either a real color of the rainbow or not. Besides, I don't even belong in the seven colors." Prairina added, burying her face.
"But you helped unite the rainbow altogether, Prairina. Master chose you as the true leader because of this." Flamegon replied and soothed Prairina.
   "And you too, Flamegon. We believe differently than other people, so that explains everything about our world." Wereport was massaging Flamegon's horns behind him.
   "Unfortunately, you didn't tell us your quest about today." Merfish reminded me.
   "Oh, sorry. Thank you for telling me, Merfish. Are you all listening?"
   "Yes." The spirits all agreed. I cleared my throat and continued on with my monologue.
   "The quest is actually related to what I just said. To relieve any unluckiness, all you have to do is with all of your powers and these bales over there, build a solution that'll turn the straw into gold to help satisfy everyone, especially the leprechaun."
"The leprechaun? I thought he's a villain, pinching people who don't dress in green!" Jackalope shouted quietly, her arms swaying over.
"That's an old-school belief that died many years ago. Darkbird is still getting too strong to control him, so maybe conquering him yourself will be almost impossible to reach the goal. As my monologue ends, good luck."
"Thank you." The spirits left the castle.
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Wyatt's POV: