Pick a card

Chapter 12

    The next thing they knew, Alex was standing in a room filled with fabrics and perfumes, and sitting next to a record playing, listening to some slow dance sound was the witch they had left behind in England with a card

    "Alexandra, you've finally made it, I was beginning to think you wouldn't show."

    "You know, I just want to point out quickly the red spot on your forehead is still visible despite all that make up."

    "QUIET!!!"

    "Naw, I think I'm good."

    "Okay listen, I'm here to give you a chance.  You have two options, you can be good girl and come back with me, and let things go back to the way things use to be, or you can be stubborn and try and take me on so you can leave through that door."

    "First of all, I'm currently using they and them pronouns, secondly, I'm good with the way things are so I'm gonna do that challenge, you know I'm actually surprise that your trying to give me an option."

    "My superior said so, that includes you sisters as well."

    "Well then, that means they'll kick butt to and we'll deal with the missing sister problem."

    "Such unladylike words."

    "Alright, but before we start this whole fight, I'd like to toast to a little something."

    Reaching into the duffel bag, she extracted a little bottle, sparling in the light, and popping off the cork raised it up, "To rock n' roll."

    Downing the contents of the bottle, she slid the empty bottle into the bag, and than from it a guitar, and putting the strap over her shoulders, let the static like energy rush through her, and lifting the guitar pick, she looked over at Miss Oakley as she watch them, confused, and striking down on the strings, a wave of sound emanated from the guitar.

    As the sound faded, the room was a mess, everything thrown into disarray, and the record player was flipped, and Oakley was on the ground.

    "What is this power?"

    "Rock. N. ROLLLL!!!!!!!"

    Suddenly the guitar was emanating sounds as she started playing, and more than just guitar sounds, there was other instruments in the mix, despite there only being the one, and as after this little tune, she looked down at Miss. Oakley. "Give up?"

    "I don't know what it was you drank, but this isn't gonna help you win against me."

    "Suit yourself.  I think I'll play, rock you like a hurricane."

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    Lotus was Suddenly in an empty room, except for the man sitting on a whicker chair, "Hello Lotus, it's been a while."

    "It's been a while?  Do I know you?"

    "Think back to your earliest memories."

    She stood there a moment, "I do know you."

    "I knew you wouldn't forget me."

    "You were the janitor from elementary school."

    "What, no, I was the head of the first orphanage you've been to."

    "Hmm, nope, not ringing a bell."

    "Never mind, I'm here to take you to see my superior after I obtain you, will you come quietly?"

    "Is your magic strong?"

    "Let me show you."

    He stood up, and transformed into a giant minotaur, wielding a club and bellowing at the top of it's lungs, then returned to normal, "And that's one of my weaker forms."