------------------------------------------------------------------------------ First things first, if you don't like stories with homosexual content, leave now! (How did you get here in the first place?) Okay now! We have a new title, a new location and new characters! That means a new cast! That means a new disclaimer too! Yippee! (well not really, since I probably won't change it until after two or three chapters) Well, for those who didn't read (if that is possible) the first 15 chapters, read it for background information. For those who did read the first 15 chatpers, throw your information out the window, everything's changed now. As usual, if you're under 18, you should go "Bye Bye Bye"(Nsync!) b-coz you can't "Change the World"(Westlife!), so "Don't Go Knocking on my Door" (Britney!) because I didn't make the rules, clear? This is for 18 and above only and "No One Else Comes Close" (Backstreet Boys!). Yes, some of the people in the brackets are our stars of the story now! (Sorry, I'm in a really crazy mood because I now have holidays and don't have to teach seven and eight year-old kids anymore!!!) This story does not imply anything about the sexualities of the above mentioned people, and I do not claim to know them in person. Ficational characters from books, movies and tv shows are copyrighted to their authors, creators, publishers, companies and whatever and whoever they were taken from. Special thanks to Rune, Aeoros, Aphrodite, Transformr, Lancefan and my friends David, Jimmy, Faith and PJ for allowing me to put them into the story, even though their characteristics in the story may not be their real characteristics, so just because one of them might be mean doesn't mean that they are really mean in real life, so there! Thanks to David from Nifty for allowing me to put my story on his wonderful website! ______________________________________________________________________________ |The Daemon Gate - Chapter One| Justin stepped out of the nightclub with Joey, Lance, Brian, Kevin and Nick. The six guys had been in the nightclub having fun. Or at least most of them were having fun. Justin and Brian had hardly stepped on the dance floor at all. Brian had been sitting by himself, sadly thinking of Lalaith. He was certain that Lalaith, his wife, was still alive, but he did not know how to look for her. The others passed it off as denial and just pretended to agree that their old friends were still alive, though it could not have been possible. After searching through the changed spellbook, AJ had discovered that the war that they had participated in occured in 50 a.d, according to the book. Which made it impossible to believe that Estel, Lalaith, Stile, Alegifu, Larel and Gil were still alive after almost two thousand years. But Brian kept insisting until Kevin told him to stop deluding himself, and so Brian had stopped talking about it, but he did not stop thinking about it. Justin just moped that the love of his life had died a long time ago. He did not believe Brian's claims and had accepted that Estel was long dead. So Justin just mourned, which was why the others brought him and Brian to the nightclub, so that they would get over the past.
As the six popsters headed down the dark street back to their hotel, they happened to pass a dark alley. They were not afraid of being mugged, however. Fighting twelve foot giants had considerably lessened their fear of the common thug. Suddenly, a loud yell of someone in pain caught their attention. Justin mentally summoned his prized Starswords to his hands, while Lance drew out a sword and shield from the two extradimensional portals given to him by Paxon centuries ago. AJ and Chris had given their extradimensional portals to Nick and Joey, while JC kept his as souveniers and for packing extra clothes into his suitcases whenever they had to fly.
As soon as the six men were armed, (Nick had inherited JC's raztars and Brian got AJ's sword and shield) they headed into the dark alley to search out the source of the sound. Another yell of agony ensued from the pitch dark alley. The six men edged cautiously into the darkness. A loud, racking cough could be heard from where they stood. Brian uttered a few words and a dim light appeared in front of them. On the ground lay a man, all dressed in black. He was thin and ragged and his face was pale and he was sweating. Blood flecked his bluish lips as he coughed. His eyes were pale, making him look partially blind. Untidy locks of black hair covered part of his face. He coughed violently once again.
"There now, it will all be over soon," a voice from the shadows spoke. The man on the floor groaned and stirred, trying to stand. Justin looked closely at the man, recognising instantly who it was.
"Stile!" Justin cried, rushing to the elf's side. He cradled his friend, brushing back the hair that hid his pointed ears. Stile looked up at Justin, his eyes showing a hint of grey in the centre where used to be shiny black pupils. He opened his mouth and coughed again, blood dripping onto Justin's blue shirt.
"Who's there?" the voice from the shadows asked Justin. Justin was about to reply when Stile drew in a great deep breath and let it out again with a loud scream. A white light surrounded Stile, lighting the shadows. The light illuminated the area where the voice had come from and Justin noticed a man standing there, looking almost like stile except that his hair was short and tidy, his face was slightly tanned and he had rounded ears. Part of the light floated his direction, landed on his face and went out with a soft popping noise. The rest of the light floated for awhile before intensifying in brightness. The man in black and the six popsters shielded their eyes from the brightness. The bright light headed towards the man in black and surrounded him, before it was abosorbed into him. The man shook his head slightly, as though clearing it of sleep. He looked at Justin for a moment, then he opened his mouth and hissed, fangs bared at Justin.
"T-take care o-of Es-Estel," Stile stuttered softly, then closed his eyes and slumped back on the ground. Justin looked at the man in the shadows angrily.
"You killed him!" Justin shouted. The man looked at Justin fiercely and raised his hands. Seeing his gesture, Brian, Kevin, Lance, Joey and Nick rushed in to rescue Justin. The man's hand wavered for a moment, then he made a gesture with it. The six heroes of a long ago war suddenly found themselves trapped in sticky web, preventing them from moving. Kevin tried to yell a threat at the man but when he opened his mouth, he found that he could not speak. He quickly glanced at his friends. Brian and Justin were screaming their heads off, but not a sound came from their mouths. Nick was also trying to speak while Lance and Joey just struggled to free themselves from the webs.
"Is it over?" another voice asked. The man nodded slowly. Another figure emerged from the shadows, the owner of the second voice. The second man was slender but muscular, and walked with a certain grace in his steps. His golden hair shone in Brian's magical light, his crystal blue eyes looking sad. He walked towards Stile and bent down on one knee. He held Stile's body close to his own.
"Rest in peace, brother," he said softly. A warm, glowing pink light surrounded Stile's body and the body dissipated. The blonde man stood, tears in his eyes. He looked up and noticed the six men trapped in the webs.
"Who are these?" he asked, turning to the man in black.
"They are Justin, Joey and Lance from Nsync, and Brian, Nick and Kevin from the Backstreet Boys," the man replied, looking at the group. "They tried to interfere so I stopped them."
The blonde man nodded and waved his hand. The group immediately found themselves free from their webbed prisons and their voices were freed. Justin looked closely at the blonde haired man.
"Estel!" he gasped, running to his lover. He hugged the stunned Estel tightly and gave him a passionate kiss on the lips. He released himself from the stunned Estel and stepped back. Estel glanced at the other man, a look of shock, uncertainty and a little bit of shame.
"It's not what you think, Mark," Estel said lamely as Mark glanced at Estel with an amused look on his face.
"So you have a lover that you didn't tell me about?" Mark said quietly. "How long has this been going on?"
"No, Mark, it's not what you think!" Estel argued back, his face reddening. Justin felt a bit hurt at Estel's remark.
"What do you mean, 'it's not what you think'?" Justin asked angrily, looking Estel in the eye. "Do all the things that happened before mean nothing to you?"
"Things?" Mark asked slowly, a look of pain in his eyes. He looked at Estel again and turned, running into the shadows.
"Mark, wait!" Estel called, running towards Mark. He stopped, turned to look at Justin with anger in his eyes.
"Look what you've done," he hissed. "Go back to your hotel room while I try to fix things up. You five go to Justin's room and stay there until I come. Go!"
Estel faded into the shadows, leaving the six men confused as to what was going on. After two minutes of staring at each other with shock, they finally made their way back to the hotel into Justin's room.
Estel followed after Mark, rushing through the darkness. He did not find it dark, however, and could see it clearly as though it were noon. He soon caught up with the fleeing Mark and grabbed his arm.
"Let me go!" Mark hissed, trying to wrench his arm free of Estel's strong grip. "How could you?!"
"Wait, Mark," Estel said. "Listen to me. Justin was an old flame of mine, he's nothing to me now."
"Oh yeah? How old is old?" Mark said sarcastically. "He's only nineteen, you can't have been in love with him more than five years ago!"
"Actually, it was exactly a thousand and nine hundred and fifty years ago," Estel said. "He was there with a time-travel spell."
"Yeah, right," Mark said angrily. "Next, you're gonna tell me that he was one of the heroes of Nirnaeth Arnodied!"
"He is," Estel said. "I'm telling you the truth!"
"And how can I be so sure?"
Estel reached down into Mark's shirt and drew out a chain with a heart-shaped sapphire the size of a button from it. Estel held the gem in his palm and closed his eyes. Mark closed his eyes as well, two small tears rolling down his cheeks. Estel opened his eyes again and hugged Mark.
"Do you believe me now?" Estel whispered, hugging Mark close to him. Mark sniffed and nodded, hugging Estel back. Estel smiled and wiped the tears from Mark's cheeks and kissed him lightly on the lips.
"Now let's go and meet the guys you webbed earlier on," Estel said, smiling at Mark.
"You really want to talk to Justin, huh?" Mark said sadly. Estel sighed and touched Mark's pointed chin. He shook his head to show Mark that that was not why he wanted to go to meet the guys.
"Then why?" Mark asked.
"I want to have a word with my brother-in-law," Estel smiled. Mark's look of confusion was so comical that Estel laughed for a while before holding Mark's hand. He uttered a few words and brought up a mental picture of Brian before the two disappeared.
Brian was startled when Estel and Mark suddenly appeared next to him in Justin's room. There was no flash of light or anything to mark their arrival, so Brian had to capture the attention of the other five guys that had been with him in the alley.
"Hey, look who's here!" Brian said cheerily. He got up and hugged Estel. "How's my favourite brother-in-law?"
"I'm your only brother-in-law," Estel said, hugging Brian back.
"No you're not, what about Gil and Larel?" Brian asked, surprised. Estel lowered his head sadly and said, "Gil died fighting a ninety-foot black dragon and Larel was killed later during the Alliance Wars. But both of those happened a long time ago and we've moved on from there."
"So what happened there with Stile, and why are you so friendly with Stile's killer?" Justin asked coldly. Mark growled angrily at Justin, his turquoise eyes filled with anger at Justin's cold behaviour.
"Mark didn't kill Stile," Estel said, putting his arm defensively around Mark's shoulders. "Stile died from Elfbane."
"Then what was that light that seemed to attack Mark?" Justin asked, refusing to admit that he was wrong.
"Oh, that was just Stile's Lythari powers being transfered to Mark," Estel explained. "The Lythari transfer their power to the nearest person around when they die, giving that person the Lythari gift. And in the cases of half-faeries, they also gain the agelessness of the faeries."
"But I was cradling Stile as he died, and he told me to look after you," Justin argued.
"Stile's powers would have headed to the nearest person when he died," Estel said. "But Mark overpowered you, since he is half-faerie."
"And what did Stile mean when he told me to look after you?" Justin said, tears forming in his eyes.
"Actually, that message was for me," Mark said, smirking at Justin who ignored him.
"And why you?" Justin snarled. Lance walked up to Justin and placed a hand on Justin's shoulder to comfort him, but Justin shrugged it off angrily. "What allows you to come between me and my boyfriend?"
"Your boyfriend?!" Mark snarled. "A long time ago, maybe."
"Justin, things have changed," Estel said. "It's been almost two thousand years since I last saw you, and I have changed as well."
"Then Mark is your new boyfriend now?" Justin asked, his heart feeling like a knife was stabbing through it.
"No," Estel said. Justin's heart eased some of its pain until he heard Estel's next words. "He's my husband, Justin. Mark and I have been married almost three years now."
"Prove it," Justin said weakly, suddenly feeling faint. Estel and Mark both withdrew the chains from around their necks, revealing the heart-shaped sapphires.
"Heartspeakers," Brian gasped. Justin felt his heart shatter into a thousand pieces.
"Get out of my room," he said, pointing towards the door. "All of you!"
"Justin..." Joey began when Justin gave him a glare that would have killed him a thousand times over if looks could kill. Joey took a fearful step backwards.
"Justin..." Lance placed his hand on Justin's shoulder again, but Justin whirled around and punched Lance's chest as hard as he could. The other blonde fell backwards, clutching his chest in pain.
"GET OUT!" Justin shouted again, and this time everyone complied. Estel and Mark disappeared, while Kevin, Nick, Joey, Lance and Brian rushed out of Justin's room as quickly as possible. Justin slumped down on his bed and cried his heart out as soon as everyone had left. He cried until sunlight streamed into his room via the balcony, and still he cried tearlessly. He felt lost and heartbroken, refusing to see the situation from Estel's point of view. By noon, Justin had fallen asleep, exhausted by his display of self-pity.
Brian, Kevin, Lance, Nick and Joey all met in Brian's room, awaiting the arrival of Estel and a 'few others' as Estel had said. Brian sat on the edge of his bed in anticipation, hoping that his wife had not found someone new like Estel had. Though part of him wanted to scream at his brother-in-law, he could understand that very few people could wait for almost 2000 years for their lover to be born. Lance and Joey were playing cards, a game which they called h2o, while Nick watched because he had already won and was waiting to see who would come in second place. Kevin was reading a Lime magazine from Singapore. It featured Nsync on the cover page, and had articles that covered the much publicised 'battle of the boybands'. Kevin snorted derisively at the poorly written article and closed the magazine. He stood up and stretched, loosening his stiff joints.
"When did they say they would be coming?" Kevin asked, heading towards the toilet. Brian glanced at his watch.
"They're about thirty seconds," he said, looking at Kevin.
"Really?" Estel said from behind Brian. "My watch says I'm about five minutes early."
The five boys jumped in shock as Estel's arrival had gone unnoticed. Brian turned behind him and found Estel, Mark, Lalaith and a raven-haired woman that looked strangely familiar. He grinned a goofy grin at Lalaith and rushed towards her, hugging her tightly. While the couple embraced, Estel stepped forward with Mark and the woman. Joey stared at the woman again, wondering when he had seen her.
"Anne?" he asked. "Alegifu?"
Alegifu grinned and giggled. Joey grinned back.
"You were the one that sold us the spellbook that brought us back in time!" he accused, pointing his finger at the still-grinning Alegifu.
"Time loop," Alegifu explained. "You were meant to get the spellbook, but the only way you could get the spellbook is for it to actually have been written. And since Justin is the spellbook's writer, he'd have to come back in time to write the spellbook so that in the future, you guys would have to come back in time."
"Huh?" Nick asked, dizzy from the confusing and contradictory information. Kevin grinned and whacked Nick's head.
"Hey there," Lance greeted Estel with a smile and a handshake. Estel shook Lance's hand and looked around the room.
"Where's JC, Chris, Howie and AJ?" Estel asked, still looking around the room. "And where's Justin?"
"JC and Chris are at the studio recording some vocals," Lance said. "Howie and AJ are on holiday in Los Angeles. Don't ask me why they're there, though."
"Hmm..." Estel nodded solemnly. "I guess we could do it with just eight of you."
"Do what?" Lance asked worriedly. "Is there something wrong with the world again?"
"Yeah," Estel said. "I'll explain as soon as everyone is done getting re-acquainted with each other."
Mark smiled and shook Lance's hand, smiling like a little kid getting to meet his favourite hero. Lance looked Mark over closely.
"Have I seen you somewhere before?" Lance asked.
"Maybe," Mark replied. "I'm Mark Feehily from the Irish boyband Westlife."
"Westlife," Lance nodded knowingly. "No wonder you look familiar. You're not very big here yet, right?"
"Yup," Mark replied. "You are one of my greatest heroes!"
"Really?" Lance asked. "You like my singing? It definately can't be my dancing."
"Actually, no," Mark replied. "Estel told me stories of Nirnaeth Arnodied, and he told me the names of the ten human heroes of that war. I only realised last night that Justin the hero was the same as Justin of Nsync, so you must be the fighter-thief Lance."
Lance blushed. "I wasn't as great as they claimed, I was a nobody."
"That's strange, because you are pretty well-known to the faerie," Mark gushed. "You were the one with faerie blood in you, just like me."
"They said I have faerie blood?" Lance was surprised. "That's new to me."
Everyone continued with their smalltalk for another half an hour, until a knock on the door stopped them. Brian opened the door cautiously to find Justin standing there.
"Hey Justin," Brian said, opening the door wider to let the boy in. "Come join us, we're just talking."
Justin grunted a reply and stepped into the room while Brian closed the door behind him. When Justin noticed that Estel and Mark were in the room as well, the pain that he thought was over re-emerged, though not as painful as before. He took a deep breath and tried to supress the pain of seeing his ex-boyfriend with someone else. He forced a fake smile and asked, "What's up?"
"Hey, Justin," Lance replied. "You feeling better?"
Justin nodded slowly, keeping his fake smile plastered on his face. He glanced around the room for something to eat, but there was nothing except a bag of chips. He reached for the chips and opened the bag.
"So, Estel," Lance said. "You gonna tell us what you came here to tell us?"
Estel smiled and cleared his throat. "Well, where should I start?"
"At the beginning," Mark said sarcastically.
"That was a rhetorical question," Estel pouted. "Well, let's see. After Nirnaeth Arnodied, the Faeries decided to leave the realm of men and return to our old homeland of Faery and reclaim it from the demons that chased us out. So we began a trek westwards towards the entrance portal of Faery. There were two portals in Faery, one in the south and the other in the north. The southern portal was the entrance to Faery and the northern portal was the exit. So the Faeries trekked westwards towards the place now known as Stonehenge in England, and invoked the magic there and returned to Faerie. The Faeries of Greece were not the only Faeries that had trekked back to Stonehenge to enter Faery. We met our cousins that had lived in other countries like what is now Germany, China and even Africa. Billions of Faeries crowded the entrance to Faery, and we knew that we had the numbers to finally battle the demons that chased us out."
"What happened then?" Justin asked.
"Ready for battle, the united armies of Faeries entered the portal, only to find Faery empty and deserted. The demons that had chased us out had left. Instead of a war, we found ourselves rebuilding the glorious cities that scattered Faery. After rebuilding the different cities, the Faeries split themselves up. We also invited the Dark Faeries to return home to Faery, since they were also chased out with us. We split ourselves into different kingdoms. Now, Faery is not like the current world. It is flat and in the shape of a large diamond. There are continents surrounding the entire world with two large oceans, seperated by an island called Irrybis. The island is where the town of Arborlon was built, with two causeways connecting East Faery to West Faery and seperating the North Nimbrethil from South Nimbrethil. Nimbrethil is the name of the two oceans. There are unclimbable mountain ranges towards the edges, and if someone were to actually manage to climb one of the mountains, they'd drop into the Daemon world."
"What's the Daemon world?" Nick interrupted.
"I'll get to that," Estel said. "One day, the central city of Arborlon found kenders flooding the city in their hundreds. All of them claimed that the western kender town of Irritaria was being attacked by monsters and demons. We didn't believe them."
"Knowing kenders, no one would," Justin observed. "Everyone would just pass it off as a large-scale kender hoax to promote their acting and story-telling skills."
"Exactly," Estel agreed. "The kenders found that no one would listen to their claims, so they moved east and were never heard from again. Then one night, a centaur runner from the eastern plains of Allansia came bearing news of war. He was arrested by officials as soon as his story was heard, since he was known to be an infamous con-man. Obviously, no one believed his claims. Other strange incidents happened after that as well. Two days after the centaur was arrested, a wounded sprite with only three wings fluttered to the south gate of Arborlon and collapsed. He related a message that Willowbend, the home of the little Faeries, was under attack. Unfortunately, the message was passed to a group of seven year-old irda. They related the sprite's message but were not believed by most. Some of us began to wonder at the coincidences, so we sent owls and eagles to pass messages to the other towns to clarify. We waited for two weeks before we got our first reply. The owl returned, singed and dying. We found a partially burnt note tied to its feet, and we read that Tribus, the red-eye city, was attacked. The note also told us to flee Faery."
"And did the Faeries flee?" Kevin asked. Estel shook his head sadly.
"So what happened?" Brian asked, clasping Lalaith's hand.
"We decided to send out messages to the other cities again, hoping for refugees or survivors," Alegifu continued, giving Estel a break from relating the history of the Faeries. "We waited for a few more weeks, then began to pack. There was nothing from any town, not even the Dark Faerie towns. The day we were about to leave, a large horde of Dark Faeries arrived at the western gate. We made a temporary truce to be allies as long as we were still in Faery. We prepared to leave through secret underground tunnels that led to the dark-elven city of Tiranduil Kelthas. We had no idea how we were going to see in the darkness, and then how to cross the ocean and reach the top of the mountains to exit the portal. Before we could properly plan things, we were attacked by millions of daemons and other legions of demonic creatures. Desperate, the Faeries and Dark Faeries began to cast a terrible spell that had dangerous results. The combined magic of both Light and Dark shattered the magical Weave that was already damaged since your arrival to our time. The Weave shredded with good and bad results. Both the Faeries and Dark Faeries were changed immediately. Both gained wings, the Faeries the angellic wings of the fairies and the Dark Faeries gained the bat-like wings of the urds. Both gained the infravision of the red-eyes and flinds, and the night vision of the dark-elves and orcs. The Faeries gained the elven ability to climb any surface and the increased irda strength in magic as well as their dexterity. The Dark Faeries gained the the strength of the trolls, which made them even stronger than us, but still not as dexterous. Their magic was also enhanced. They were given to power to sense spirits to make up for their lack of climbing walls."
"Wow, it's like some sort of melding, right?" Nick asked, awed. The other's rolled their eyes at Nick's slow thinking.
Alegifu continued explaining the melding. "We also got the ability to breathe sea water, just like the sea-elves and the sea-trolls. The power to breathe fresh water came from the nixies and river-trolls. The ability to camouflage with our surroundings was inherited from the pixies and xvarts. Also, from then on, the fifteen spheres of magic collapsed, the boundaries broken. New boundaries were set up, defining the magical abilities of the two new races. We changed the names of our races to suit the melding, and thus the the Sithi and Malenti were created. The sithi were given the powers of magic in the areas of Earth, Fire, Water, Air, Life, Plants, Animals and Illusion. The malenti were given the powers of Conjuration, Chaos, War, Necromancy, Death, Divination, Summoning and Darkness."
"What's the difference between Summoning and Conjuration?" Justin asked, trying to remember all that he had learnt as a mage and later a Bladesinger. "Aren't they the same?"
"No," Estel explained. "Conjuration is the summoning of non-living things, like weapons and armour, while Summoning is the summoning of the four types of evil elemental spirits: the wurms, the salamanders, the sea serpents and the dragonsnakes. The four good elemental spirits that the sithi can summon are the dryads, the nymphs, the nereids and the sylphs. There are also the two spiritual spirits of good and evil, the sirines and the imps."
"So how did you leave Faery?" Brian asked.
"We used our new powers," Lalaith said. "We used night vision for the underground tunnels, the infravision and water breathing for the ocean..."
"Why infravision?" Kevin interrupted. "Sorry."
"The infravision was to allow us to see heat patterns so that we could avoid the daemons," Lalaith explained before continuing. "We used the blending powers the entire journey, and used our new wings to fly up to the top of the mountains and out of Faery. We had left just in time, for the daemons destroyed Faery, further wrecking the Weave. The remnants of the Weave spilled out of the portal and were absorbed into the people who lived just outside the portal of Faerie, the Irish Celts. From that day onwards, all Irish people have had Faerie blood in them."
"Then what about Stile?" Justin asked. "Why wasn't he changed into a sithi as well? And if you have wings, how do you hide them?"
"Stile was not in Faery at the time of the spell, and was unaffected," Estel said. "And our wings meld into our bodies when we don't need them."
"Okay, to bring things back on track, what do you want from us?" Lance asked. ("One-track mind," Justin complained to Kevin.)
"The Daemon world has five gates into the main world," Estel said. "Four of them are being guarded, but the fifth and most powerful as just been discovered. Our mission is to destroy the fifth gate. The destruction of the fifth gate will set of a chain reaction that will in turn destroy the other four gates."
"And where is this fifth gate?" Lance asked.
"Singapore," Estel said. "One of the smallest countries in the world with people so materialistic that they can't even sense the subtle presence of the Gate."
"Why couldn't they pick a place a little less humid?" Mark complained. "It was terrible weather when I was last there...rained for hours and when it stopped, the temperature was thirty-five degrees celcius with a humidity of a hundred percent."
"Looks like you can't handle it, Mark," Justin taunted, getting a cold look from Mark. "When do we leave?"
"Soon," Estel said. "We have to be there by tomorrow, and we have to pick up a few other people as well."
As though on cue, a girl with honey blonde hair appeared in the room.
"Am I too late?" she asked, glancing at Estel. He looked at his watch and shook his head.
"Right on time, Britney," Estel said. "Next stop is to collect Susan, then we go to Canada to get Peter, Jason and Denny."
"How about Neto and Steve?" Britney questioned. "How are we going to get them?"
"I'm going to Mexico to get Neto," Alegifu said. "Lalaith and Brian are going to Hawaii to get Steve. We're all going to meet with you, Faith, Jimmy and David in Singapore, since they're there already."
"Okay, then, let's go!" Britney said, looking around the room. "Oh, hi Justin! I'll see you in Singapore."
With that, she disappeared into thin air. Alegifu grabbed Kevin's hand and disappeared into thin air as well. Lalaith disappeared with Brian.
"We have four people to collect," Mark said. "This isn't exactly teleportation, and it takes a while. What say you take Justin and Joey to get Susan and Jason, and I'll bring Nick and Lance to get Peter and Denny? It will save time."
"Okay," Estel agreed, taking Justin's and Joey's hands. "I'll see you in Singapore!"
He disappeared into the air as well with Justin and Joey in tow. Mark, Nick and Lance were about to disappear as well when a loud knock sounded from the door.
"Open up!" a voice called from outside. Mark's eyes widened in fear. He quickly tried to summon up the magic to transform themselves into masses of air, but his concentration was lost as the door exploded open with a bright flash of light. [To be continued!] Well, that's it for this chapter! Just to let you know, JC, Chris, AJ and Howie won't be playing a big part in this part of the series, so email your complaints about this to ensstyenlc@hotmail.com ;D Well, any suggestions, feedback, little notes of encouragement, compliments (hint hint) and questions can also be sent to the above address.
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