Believe

The Outburst From Fantasy

Light sat up, breathing hard. "He's coming," she announced.

"Who?" Curiosity asked Light. Everyone else was confused.

Light looked at the book Reality was holding, Mental & Magic. "The answer is in there," she told Reality. "But something worse is going to happen."

"What? Light, you aren't making any sense," Hope said.

"I had a dream," Light explained, the spotlight on her. Four Personificationites surrounded her in Curiosity's library. They had just left Creative's house. "Reality found out what to do in that book, Mental & Magic. Then Dark came and... tried to kill me."

"But you can't die unless, well, unless light is gone forever." Curiosity pointed out.

"It's a sign. Dark is after us. That's why he kidnapped you, Hope. I don't know why, but Dark doesn't want us to save Fantasy. I don't know why the book was in the dream either, but what matters is Dark." Light was scared.

"You dream the future?" Reality said in awe.

"Resemblances of important things." Light said.

"Oh." Then Reality found the right page in the book she was holding."Guys!" Reality called. "I think I found it!"

Everyone rushed over to where Reality was standing. She was holding a book titled, Mental & Magic.

Reality began to read out loud. "Magical Amnesia can be caused by a spell from the Strong Ones, like when they erased the memory of the first king's wife while she was in the pit, but usually it is the result of being forgotten. Unlike the spell, which has no cure, being forgotten is very easy to fix. Someone who truly cares about the one who has been forgotten must tell that person, 'Remember the old, remember the new, because the others, they have forgotten you' and do an action of caring towards them. This will last for three months, until the permanent answer is found."

"That makes sense; we still have to make the people believe for a permanent result," Light said and chucked. "I remember this. Anyway, Reality, do you truly care about Fantasy?"

"I do."

"Fantasy, are you ready?"

"I am."

"Okay. Reality?"

Reality looked at Fantasy. "Remember the old, remember the new, because the others, they have forgotten you." She smiled and grabbed Fantasy in a hug. But Fantasy still looked sad. Well, clueless, actually.

"Fantasy? What happened?" Reality asked her.

"The act of caring," Light answered. "You didn't do it."

"What do I have to do?"

"I don't know, I'm sorry."

Everyone was disappointed. "Well..." Hope was thinking out loud. "We can look for the permanent result for Fantasy's survival, and find what caused this grudge between Dark and Fantasy, and maybe somewhere in that messed up adventure the act of caring will happen."

"Okay," Curiosity accepted the plan. "How?"

"I think... Wait - Curiosity, do have any books about the world that we are aspects in?" Light had a "lightbulb" moment, and was bursting with excitement.

"Yeah. What are we going to do?" Curiosity asked Light.

"We're going to go, well, down. We're going to make them believe. Fantasy will live. We will live. And -"

"Wait - WE? I thought only Fantasy was dying. No offense, Fantasy." Reality stepped back.

"Of course Fantasy would... go... first. But eventually we would too." Light answered.

"And another question - I believe in myself now. Wouldn't the people believe too?"

"I'm kinda confused..." Curiosity mumbled.

"Me too..." She was joined by Hope. Fantasy was silent. But then she made a weird face. No one noticed.

"Reality," Light obviously wanted to avoid the topic. "It's too late. Your feeling of meaninglessness was too strong, for too long..."

"I sensed giving up, but what?!" Hope exclaimed.

"I really don't know what's going on." Curiosity said.

"Well," Reality started, but she was interrupted.

"Okay!" Fantasy shouted, surprising everyone. "I get it! I'm dying! But, we need an ORDER! Shouting out questions is pointless. If we actually want to do this, and do it right, we need to be organized. I might not be pure light, the resemblance of life, someone with a hoping-power, or even have a giant library. But I am Fantasy. I am ideas. I think I know what to do with them."

"Wait, Fantasy, do you remember?" Reality asked her, not knowing what else to say.

"Half of it. I may not have every single memory, but I have the structure and vague foundation. Enough to know you guys, and myself."

"Okay. But you make sense. We need to have a plan." Reality was slowly grinning. The sentence worked!

So the five Personificationites planned it out. They explained and explained. In the end, everyone knew, mostly, what they had to do.

They would find a spell or something like that to bring them to our world. Fantasy remembered the little girl who wanted a story from her mother, so they would go there first. Everyone would believe, eventually. And they knew that Dark would come to them on the way, so somehow they would figure out his motive. It was pretty vague, but at least it was something.
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(A/N) The word "believe" comes up in almost every chapter... Wonder why...

:)

Flurry