"True powers? The only powers I possess is the ability to control air and it wasn't even mine in the first place ..." "Come young one. Hagrid I will return her unscathed." "She better be or you'll be hearing from some angry giants." Hagrid said gruffly as he left the forest.
"Come little one. And the truth will be told to you." The centaur named Mikael said as he lead her be the arm with a firm, slightly restraining grip. But it still felf a little reassuring. They finally reached a clearing where there were no trees, and the sunlight filtered through, casting a greenish glow.
Now Amayla could clearly see the centaur who had lead her. His hair was long and aven black. His features a little rough but he was no unhandsome.
"The name Mikael suddenly seems familiar ..." Amayla suddenly said. "Is it? Well we will soon see ..." The centaur said as he went to the centre of the clearing.
There he sort of bowed and let his arms go limp, palm parallel to the ground. His long hair covering his face. From beneath it Amayla could see his face was emotionless. Earth from the ground then came up and connected with his fingers, like puppeteers strings. He smiled ... with a flick of his wrists he straightened up as did something on the end of the puppeteer strings of earth. The ground shook as something raised from beneath ... Soon the centaur was standing atop something round and smooth. The puppeteer like strings still hidden in the ground.
"Wha- What is that?" Amayla said unable to contain her shock. MIkael smiled. "The question should be who - who is this ... this is Genbu. See his power. Genbu AWAKEN!" A head and four limbs emerged from within the ground as Mikael caled out. With a deafening roar it pushed itself on it's feet. Slowly making for Amayla. Each step causing the ground to shake like an earthquake. It was hard to keep her balance.
"Do you see what protects these hairs you seek. Now display your pwoers and defeat him." Mikael yelled from atop the turtle. "But-" "But what?" "I-" "You do have them ... Just imagine them as our own and not as the one who betrayed you." Amayla shut her eyes promptly, imagining earthquakes and land splitting. But when she opened them all was the same.
She looked up to see the centaur. But there was noone. She binked and looked again this time a man in his early 30s was there. Amayla's brows knitted together in confusion.
"What have you done to the centaur, Mikael?" "Mikael?" The man said as he leapt from the great height and landed lightly, on ground level with Amayla. "But do you not know who I am? Do you not remember I am Mikael. I am the one you called Kael." "Ka-e-l? The name ... OWW!" Amayla said as she clutched her head.
She keeld onto her knees adn elbows as the pain in he rhead intensified. Her eyes shut tight, her jaw clenched, determined not to scream out.
Then the pain stopped. Now she remembered everything. She opened her eyes and stood tall. Her eyes a deeper brown now. Her hair riverting back to her natural colour. Black.
"Kael. We will fight if you wish to. NOW!" she said with a comepltely different face. And it was frighteningly serious.
Amayla kneeled, placing her palm flat on the ground. The ground beneath them didn't shake or rumble. Instead it gave a deafening groan of pain as it split in half. The trench going deeper till they could see the magma and lava below.
Now Amayla stood on one side, Mikael and Genbu on the other. Seperated by a ever widening river of magma.
However Mikal smiled. "Yes perhaps you do remember. Genbu. GO!" Mikael cried as he flicked both his wrists. As if he controlled the turtle's movements with the strings of earth attached to his fingers.
The turtle began to move as before. Slwoly, painstakingly, but still moving with such force. Amayla watched, wondering what would happen if the turtle stepped into the river of magma. But nothing happened. The turtle put one leg above the river and in a split second earth formed beneath it's foot. Creating a strange foot path. It so happened with the other steps. Providing a strange bridge towards Amayla.
"Hmph ... is that all? Genbu slow he maybe, but no spell can every penetrate his defense." "You mean his shell ... and besides this is no spell ..." Amayla as she raised her left hand. Her palm facing down, parallel to the ground.
A rustle, as if there was wind passing through the leaves, and the leaves elongated, becoming moving vines. Alive.
Directing with her hands the vines restrained Genbu in his position in the middle of the river. It roared and snapped at the vines binding its limbs and neck.
Slowly one by the vines snapped from the strain. By then amayla had summoned a bow of earth. Slowly she drew the bow string and the magma floated into ther shape of an arrow, filling the previously empty bow.
Just as the last vine snapped and Genbu moved forward faster than before and Amayla released the arrow.
Stiking dead centre of Genbu's unprotected forehead the turtle roared adn vanished, crumbling to earth from whence it came. The man crumpled and fell. Amayla ran over the bridge Genbu had created with speed and agility unknown to her. The man smiled. He did rivert to a centaur. And yet he looked so familiar. "A good fight. Yes those are your powers and though they were sealed before you came of age to release them and your memory erased by a more powerful curse than obliviate. When you disappeared after your brother I travelled here on a fickle rumour in the hopes of finding you. But instead I was pushed into this position. Because you see when one elemental dies for whatever reason, the rest will follow. Or we would of conquered the evil before your time. Because everyone is born with the power but only those who can learn to release it can use it. Goodbye ... and the people who took your powers only have half your strength. When you have finished return here. Good Luck." The man said as he died.
With a small flash he became a black raven and flew off. Never to return as a bird or as human.
Amayla knew now. He was the brother she never had when her own disappeared before she was born. A cousin and a friend, Mikael.
"Amayla?!"" She turned as she heard a voice calling from behind. She saw Ten-Chan and On-Chan flying towards her. "Are you alright? What happened?" Ten-Chan said, then she saw the destruction and the magam. "Oh.My.God. So you truly are the earth elemental?" Ten-Chan asked. "That's beside the point Ten-Chan she reached magma. That is so way cool." On-Chan said as she summoned it and made all kinds of shapes with it.
"Quit fooling around. SO what did happen? And why didn't you tell us earlier that you were the elemental of earth?" Amayla nodded as she closed the gap she created and the clearing looked like it did when the first arrived there. "I will explain everything as soon as we get out of here." 
... meh ... i like this avatar ... I made it myself ... though I think it makes Shimokawa Mikuni look sunburned *sweatdrops*
In Romania ...
"Damn. Now why couldn't of Charlie gotten these for us?" Fred grumbled as he felt his singed hair. "He said something about us becoming stronger and sh*t" George replied as he tried to repair his shredded robes. Giving it up as a hopeless job he straightened up as the Ukranian Triple Thorn disappeared to it's roost on the mountain. "Anyways lets get back now that we're done here. Hopefully Hagrid's got that acromantula venom. I really don't want to face a hoard of angry acromantulas/" Fred said as both oof them apparated into their office in Diagon Alley.
On George's desk was a small parcel . He opened it and a small vial of colourless liquid rolled out.
A scrap of parchment fluttered from the wrappings.
'To the Weasely Twins
Hagrid's having trouble, so I toom the liberty of getting you some.'
It read. "Funny. What do you think?" "Ah let's just finish collecting everything else and we'll worry about where that came from later." Fred said irritably.
Back in Hogwarts
"So you're looking for five ghosts, huh? Hmm ... the Grey Lady of Ravenclaw, the Fat Friar of Hufflepuff, Nearly Headless Nick of Gryfinddor, the Bloody Baron of Slytherin and umm ... ah right Moaning Mrytle." Harry said pausing before the last ghosts name. They were in the out of order girls bathroom they haunted in their second year. At least Harry, Ron and Hermione did.
"Who called me?" A sulky looking ghost came from whithin one of the cubicles. "Oh Moaning Myrtle." Hermione said with a little surprise. "Who are you four? I've never seen you three before. I think I've seen the blondie someone and about." Myrtle said with a slight giggle. Eric blushed. Ten-Chan rolled her eyes and smiled. "I'm Tendouka, my twin Ongakuka, Amayla and Eric. We;re just hear doing something small for Dumbledore." "Are you brewing another forbidden potion?" Myrtle asked slyly. "I remember what the polyjuice potion did to you." She said as she giggled and looked pointedly at Hermione who turned completety red.
"Why what did happen?" On-Chan asked smirking at Hermione. "Ah ... never mind that," she said as Moaning Myrtle giggled. "Anyways ..." Hermione sid as she sent a death glare at an innocent looking On-Chan. " ... about ghosts blood ... do you know what it is?" Hermione asked. "What you think I don't know yself what's ghosts blood when I'm a ghost. And I thought only he was so unsensitive." Moaning Myrtle said as she threw herself into another banshee like wailing tantrum as she floated off and went down the toilet bowl. Hermione shrugged. "So much for -" Just then Moaning Myrtle came out of one of the sinks, Harry was leaning on. "So much for what?" She said sulkily. "Um ... so about ghosts blood ..." Hermione trailed off. "Well we have a small vial of orur blood from our previous life encased in out semi-transperant beings. But of course to get it someone has to get it." "So ..." "I need a volunteer." Myrtle said with a giggle. "And -" she continued as the others looked at each other. "You can have it all." "But I thought you would move on to the next if you lose it ..." Hermione trailed off. "We do. But the only reason I became a ghost was so I could haunt Olive Hornby ... but that was till she got the Ministry of Magic to intefere." Myrtle said with a giggle.
"So who's going to get my blood?"
< -- heh XD see that's me working hard on the story ... sort of ... *sweatdrops*
In Ollivaders Wand Shop
"So Mr.Ollivander where do you get your unicorn hairs from?" "Hmm ... depends what strength you want." "The ones that are mostly for stronger defense." Mr.Ollivander rubbed his chin. "well you'd have to travel to The Dark Woods in the centre of the Sahara Desert." "But isn't that like all desert?" "That's true bu tin the centre a small part ... I wouldn't exactly say flourishes ... there are plenty of dark creatures as well as light creatures which are VERY territorial ... so you have to be careful where you tread there. And one more thing before you leave." Mr.Ollivander said as Fred and George turned to leave.
"You can only enter the forest if you have a purpose ... or else you may never find it good luck." Mr.Ollivander sid as the twins finally apparated from his shop. Then he smled a sad smile. "Yes good luck. That wood has grow darker over the years. I hope they can get out alive. Powerful magic is suppressed there." He murmured to himself as he retired to the back of his shop.
Somewhere in the middle of the Sahara Desert ...
"Damn it ... couldn't Ollivander been more specific. D*mn it's hot. Aguamenti." George said but in vain. The water evaporated almost immeadiately. "Sh*t" "Pointless ... what's Dumbledore playing at anyways ... ha yeah these ingredients are really expensive, you can't find them in any- George ... do you see that?" "See what?" George snapped back rather impatiently. "I think I see the woods." "I don't see it." "Remember why we're here." "To get the ... oh yeah I see it know."
They both walked up to it. As far as their eyes could see the trees grew closely knitted together which no spell could burn. "Ok ... so how do we get in?" George said. And as he did so an openeing appeareed as if it had been waiting to be asked.
From the outside they could see ontihng within. Pitch black and foreboding.
Somewhere in the Dark Woods
A dark figure leant against a tree. A rustle was heard and the figure sat up as if something had come. "Ah Mirahak what news do you bring me?" An unusually large spider was seen in the dim light. As it appoached it spoke in an unheard tongue. The figure tensed at what the spider said. "What did they look like?" He asked in the same tongue. "Red pair, pale skin and exactly alike." The figure immeadiatly stood up at the phrase 'exactly alike'. It started to pace. "This is bad ... very well tell your people to scatter and bid them do not harm them or face the wrath of the unicorns." The figure said as the spider went away.
Back to Fred and George
"George ... did you see that?" See that?" "Over there ..." "Yeah ..." "Do you think there are acromantula here?" "Most probab- MMPH!" George's eyes widened in shock when his mouth was bound with sticky white stuff. "GEORGE! WAIT ... STAND STILL WILL YOU! INCENDIO!" Fred said as a red spark issued from his wand, hitting the white stuff burning most of it off.
"OW!" George yelled as he pulled the rest of the stuff off. "You should be more careful wiht that spell." George said massaging his slightly burned face. "Well it's kind of hard when that stuff is connected to your face. Here." Fred said as he tossed his brother a small bottle labelled Murtlap's Essence. George nodded as he applied the soothing medicine to his fasce. "We should get out of here as soon as poss- FRED LOK OUT!" Frd turned just in time to see more of the white stuff travelling towards him and to yell out "INCEDIO!" causing it to burst into flames and reducing it to ash.
"Whoa ... that was close ..." George said as he and his brother noticed soemthing large scuttling away.
An incoluntary shudder ran down both their spines. Then the ground shuddered. "Uh oh ..." Fred whispered. "It sounds like a colony of acromantula ..." Fred whispered. Then realizing what he just said, he and his brother's faces contorted in fear. "RUN!" Fred yelled as they tried running off, but they were surrounded from all sides.
Both of them readied their wands, shifting their eyes from side to side. Trying to discern in the impossibly dim light the number of their opponents. But it was impossible their eyes were still yet to become accustomed to the dimness.
The earth shook again, nearly throwing Fred off his feet into the jaws of an acromantula. But the ground shook a little differently from before. It was less ominous, but still as foreboding. Suggesting great strength beneath a gentle exterior.
It was coming closer. The twins could tell what the sound was. It was hooves. The unicorns had arrived.
Fred and George were surrounded so closed their backs touched. Both of them frozen with fear. Then it happened. A pure white unicorn leapt over the surrounding acromantula from behind and fended them off with its horn and hooves. A wild cry and soon more unicorns jumped over the acromantula, battling. One by one the gargantious arachnids disappeared.
A figure, unnoticed in the twins fear jumped lightly from a tree branch onto one of the retreating acromantula. George glanced his way and though he saw something for a fleeting second before he disappeared.
"Fred ... I thought I saw soemone ..." "Where?" "Over there ..." George said pointing. "But theres no one ... oh sh*t, hurry we have to get the hairs before they all disappear and then off to ask Dumbledore where the frigging hell we can find a troll." George said, suddenly noticing the unicorns disappearing one by one, until the last one left was the first one who had arrived, which was obviously the head.
It looked at Fred and George with reproachful eyes as if to say, tellign them to be more careful where they thread in that forest. It turned to leave when Fred finally yelled out. "WAIT!" It turned. It's eyes inquiring.
"Could I ... could we have some of your hairs?" The unicorn tilted it's head a little. "D'you think that's a yes?" Fred asked George uncertainly. "I dunno ..."
Sp they tried approaching it slowly, it did not retreat. But neither did it come forwards. "Do you think we should give it soem sugar?" George asked. Fred just nodded his head slightly. George nodded back as he summoned a small bag of it.
George winked at Fred as he carefully approached the unicorn, carefully opening the bag. He took a small lump of sugar and offered it to the unicorn which began to lick his fingers. Motioning furiously with his head and eyes while his hands were feeding the unicorn, he told Fred to just hurry up and get the bloody hairs.
Fred replied with an OK sign as he came stealthily from behind. A sudden rumble of the earth and the unicorn was startled. "HURRY!" George yelled at Fred as he made to grab a couple of hairs. Fred grabbed at the tail but it slipped through his fingers, only leaving behind a single long strand.
They tried to appaarate before the source of the sound appeared but it didn't work. Something in The Dark Woods was suppressing their magic. Another rumble and a crash as if a single tree had been felled. The birds roosting, flew away.
"I hope that isn't the acromantula returning ..."
It wasn't. Soon in the dim light they could make out the outline of a gargantuac troll and a club as large as itself.
Elsewhere in the Forest, far from the Weasely twins ...
"Kisaka, why did you attack them? I thought Mirahak told you my bidding." THe figure spoke in the unheard language but the anger was evident in his voice. "They were on our territory and Mirahak's message came too late." The spider replied. He had been the one who had begun the fight. THe figure sighed. "Fine, but wait for my bidding if another human ventures uinto our territory again, other than the humans you may attack at will." "Why do you wish for them not to be harmed? Do you not understand our cravig for flesh. And human's is the sweetest." Another acromantula said. The figure sighed again. " Dirahak ... no I do not and I don't think I ever will know but I will control you all. If you dislike this arrangement I am sorry and you amy leave if you wish. But I have promised to give myself once my job is done. And until then you may hurt no other human that I do not bid you to. Or be at the mercy of the unicorns if you somehow end up in their territory." The figure said in a frightening voice. He called strangely and the acromantula Mirahak appeared, to carry him out of The Darh Forest.
Back in Diagon Alley
"Damn that was some troll." George said as he put the ugly troll head on the floor of their temporarily closed shop.Both of them completely splattered with black troll blood.
"Ugh we seriously stink. Time for a shower." Fred said "Wait, I think we've got mail." George said stopping his brother as a slightly ruffled looking owl flew through the window.
George opened the package it had droppd into his hands before flying out the window again. Setting it on the table, he found inside a large portion of snake's ski. In a smaller parcel, were glossy black feathers, which didn't seemt o come form a bird.
Uner the snake skin was a letter.
To Mr. Weasely and Mr. Weasely,
PLease find enclosed a basilisk skin and some black feathers. These are sent by me on behalf of Professor Dubledore.
Yours Sincerly,
Minerva McGonagall
"Wiat there's a postscript."
In a different hand they read.
P.S. The feathers are from an angel of life. They will make the potion stronger.
Fred sighed contently. "Better write to Hagrid and tell him we already got the acromantula venom. Meanwhile I'm going to try wash all this blood off." He said as he retired into the back quaters.
... meh ... click XDOnce all the ingredients have been gathered, place the four that symbolise the four elements at the bottom of the cauldron. Then add just enough water, earth,fire and wind to cover it up. Simmer for ten minutes, always stirring first clockwise 7 times then counter clockwise 7 times. Then add the feathers from the angel of death and let it boil lightly for an hour. Once that is done add the drops of blood. after adding each drop walk around the caukdron once in each direction, reciting the following spell. If the spell is done correctly the potion should be completely transparent. Taking the blood of five ghosts, in a seperate cauldron, mix the ghosts blood 42 times clockwise and 7 times counter. Once that has been complete. Use dragon hide gloves and mold it into a sphere and drop each shpere in the first cauldron. When that is finished you should end up with multiple spheres in the first cauldron, with the first mixture inside the second. Take these spheres and store them safely, taking care not to add exernal pressure or they could explode.
"There done." Ten-Chan said as she and On-Chan sat down after chanting the spell. The potion seemed to have been done correctly. Now they could see the bottom of the blackened cauldron. "Now all we have to do is make the ghosts blood spheres. Thank God Nearly Headless Nick agve us some, he seemed so reluctant." "I remember he said he was afraid or something." "Ah wells he should be called Nearly GUtless Nick anyways. Atleastwe have Moaning Myrtle's blood."
"That's the last of it. Now to stir 42 times clockwise then 7 times counter right?" Ten-Chan asked Hermione who was holding the sheet of parchment Dumbledore hasd given them. SHe nodded. Ten-Chan smiled as she proceeded to complete the potion.
"I hope I never have to do that again ... it's so cold ..."
