Starlight: My Story

You can check out the Starlight category for the actual posts, and I’ll update this page with each installment, so here it is:

Chapter ONE: Apple Pie and an unexpected visitor

“Stellata, dear, do me a favor and go outside to look for my basket of apples!” Mom’s voice travelled from the kitchen.

“Okay!” I called back.

I walked to the garden, and quickly spotted the basket of apples. I picked it up, and swinging it gently, walked back inside. I left the apples on the kitchen counter, and heard Mom call after me.

“Thank you, Stellata! The pie will be ready in fifteen minutes!”

“Mmm…delicious!” I replied as I walked outside again.

I picked up the blanket I always sit on when I go to the garden, and walked outside.

I picked a good spot to sit down, and arranged the blanket carefully on the ground. I sat down gently.

I tilted my head up, and stared at the stars. Just then, I spotted a shooting star. Right at that moment, a mysterious girl appeared in front of me. She had dark hair and grey eyes, just like me. She wore a gauzy tunic and a long skirt. Mom chose that moment to come out holding the apple pie.

“The pie’s ready, Stellata! Come in and-” Mom started to say.

“My name is Willow. It’s an honor to meet you, dear cousin.” The girl said in a musical voice.

I stared in disbelief. My “Cousin” just appeared out of thin air!

“Welcome, dear niece. Forgive me for not telling Stellata the truth, she wouldn’t believe me even if I did.” Mom managed to say.

“Ah..apple pie, my favorite. You remembered, Aunt Violet!” Willow said happily.

“Wait…am I dreaming? My “cousin” just appeared out of thin air, and now Mom says there’s things that she didn’t tell me?” I muttered to myself.

Unfortunately, the others heard me.

“No, dear cousin, you are not dreaming. And if you’ll excuse me, I’m going inside.” Willow said airily.

“Yes, Stellata, let’s go inside and talk.” Mom agreed.

I nodded listlessly and stepped inside.

 

Chapter TWO: Family secrets?

Mom cut up the pie into slices, and gave us two slices each. We all sat down, ready to talk.

“Stellata, there are things about your family heritage that you need to know.” Mom said seriously.

I nodded.

“First, you are NOT from here. Your grandparents and ancestors come from a city named Star Lake that no-one knows of. Second, you are descended from a line of Kings and Queens. I was Queen before Willow’s mother, my sister. Now I have handed the crown over to Willow’s mother, Stella Maple. Third, we are going to take you to Star Lake, where you will meet your aunt.”

I felt overwhelmed by what Mom had said. Star Lake? Queens and Kings? Stella Maple? Those phrases kept whirling around in my head, making me kind of dizzy.

“It’s okay, Stellata. I know that you can handle this.” Mom said soothingly.

“I believe in you, Stellata.” Willow smiled at me.

I smiled back weakly.

“Ready, Aunty?” Willow asked.

“Ready.” Mom said.

Willow and Mom held hands with me, forming a circle. I saw Willow and Mom close their eyes and jump up, so I followed suit. I finally dared to open my eyes a few minutes later. I gasped. We were flying! I gazed at the stars while traveling across the sky. Willow grinned at me.

“I love doing this.”

We flew for what seemed like an hour, then we started to descend at an alarming speed. I closed my eyes, and didn’t dare open them until I heard a soft thud, and my feet touched something hard. I opened my eyes, and saw where we had landed. We were in a grassy, sweet-smelling place with lots of flowers and a large lake.

“This is Star Lake.” Willow breathed.

“It’s beautiful!” I exclaimed.

“Now, let’s go visit your aunt.” Mom said, dragging us both.

Chapter THREE: Teleporting!

Willow fished a star-shaped container out of her pocket. She opened it. The container contained a velvet cushion, and a ring with a star-shaped diamond sat on it. Willow passed me the container.

“This is for you. It is a teleporting ring, which both your Mom and I have.” She said.

“Thank you.” I said simply.

Willow smiled at me.

“You just have to put the ring on, and think hard of where you want to go.” She explained.

“Let’s try now. So think in your head, as hard as you can, the palace.” Mom announced.

I put on the ring, and thought multiple times in my head: The palace. I felt Mom and Willow reach for my hands before I felt everything go black.

 

Chapter THREE: Part TWO

I woke up to a sweet, fresh scent. I stretched, and discovered I was lying on a soft mattress. I rubbed my eyes groggily. Where was I?

Willow poked her face in front of me.

“You passed out. Everyone does that when they first teleport. You passed out for half an hour. That’s good! I passed out for a n hour.”

“Stellata, dear, we’re at the palace, and we lifter you up to this bedroom.” Mom said reassuringly.

A third voice, which sounded like Willow’s, said, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, dear niece. Just call me Aunt Stella.”

I sat bolt upright. I looked around for the voice’s owner, and found that everyone had changed clothes. Grandma was now wearing a long, silky golden gown, and Willow was wearing a long, silky light green gown. I peered around once again. I finally spotted the voice’s owner, which was Willow’s mother. She wore a golden gown, the same as Mom’s one. She looked very similar to Mom, except for the fact that she looked younger than Mom.

“Hello, Aunt Stella.” I managed to say.

“Now, dear, do you want to rest more, or try on your new gown?” Aunt Stella asked.

“I think I’ll try on the gown.” I replied.

I pushed myself off the bed, and discovered that I had on a white, silky nightdress on. I stepped into the golden sandals that were at the feet of the bed, and stepped out uneasily. Willow clutched my hand, and I felt a bit calmer. Willow led me to a grand bedroom, where a pleasant-looking lady, probably the seamstress, waited. She stood next to a large table, where there were rolls of fabric. On her other side, there was a mannequin wearing a long white silk gown.

“Hello, dearie! Have you come for your new gown?” The seamstress asked cheerfully. “You probably have. My name’s Mrs. Lily, and I’m your seamstress. Every time you want a new dress, just come to me.”

Mrs. Lily handed me the gown, and everyone headed out of the room except for her. She led me behind a screen, and walked back to her table.

I started to change into the gown. After I changed, I walked out from behind the screen.

“Does it fit?” Mrs. Lily asked eagerly.

“Yes, it does. It’s very pretty.” I replied.

“It looks just perfect on you!” She said happily.

I walked out of the room, to see that everyone was staring at the window in horror…

Chapter FOUR: Obsidian Flame-WHAT?

“Grandma? Aunt Stella? Willow?” I asked uneasily.

Grandma was the first to snap out of the trance.

“Stellata…I don’t know how to explain this to you, so Aunt Stella will.” She said.

“Well…a mad sorcerer is going to destroy the whole city, and he has made us powerless!” Aunt Stella exclaimed.

I gasped.

“Who’s this mad sorcerer? How can he make all of you powerless?” I said, horrified.

“His name is Obsidian Flame-Feather. He once was my friend, until he went crazy.” Aunt Stella replied sadly.

“He is the only sorcerer almost as powerful as me!” Mom exclaimed.

“He was so nice to me when he came to visit.” Willow said half to herself.

“But how will we stop him? How CAN we stop him?” I asked frantically.

“You stop him. You’re the only one with powers, because you passed out before Obsidian cast the power-sucking spell. If you are either asleep or out cold, then the magic doesn’t affect you.” Mom explained.

“B-but h-how do I stop him? I know nothing about magic!” I cried.

“You just have to believe, and imagine. For example, if you want to make the grass blue, you just have to believe the grass is blue, and imagine magic coming from your fingertips, making the grass blue. But you have to close your eyes, or else it won’t work.” Willow explained.

I closed my eyes, and believed that everyone’s hair had turned gold. I pictured the magic flowing from my fingertips and turning everyone’s hair gold. I opened my eyes, and saw that the magic had worked. I punched the air. How hard could it be to defeat Obsidian Flame-Feather?

Willow clapped in delight.

“I’ve ALWAYS wanted golden hair!” She said happily.

I grinned cheekily at her, and concentrated on making everyone’s hair back to normal.

“Aww…Stellata, why’d you make my hair black again?” Willow whined.

A look from her mother made Willow snap out of her sulk.

“Now, Stellata, try to concentrate on making only Willow have her powers back. Once you’re done, you two will head to the Glass Spire, where Obsidian is. Try to stop him if he does anything foolish, like destroying the city, which is VERY foolish.” Aunt Stella said imperiously.

“Just try to bind him magically, and send him to the Hospital for Sorcery. Now, Stellata, now’s the time to get Willow her powers back.”  Mom said.

I imagined that Willow regaining her powers, and pictured the powers actually flowing into her.

Willow flexed her fingers. She closed her eyes, and a bouquet of flowers appeared in her hand.

“These are for you, dear aunt, and we better be going!” Willow said excitedly.

She whipped out a second bouquet, which she handed to her mother. We fished out our teleporting rings, and flew to the Glass Spire.

Chapter FIVE: The duel

Once we arrived, we spotted Obsidian himself sitting in a tall wheelie chair, with a sneer on his face.

“Hello, ladies. What business have we got today?” He said.

“We’ve come to stop you from destroying the city-and killing us all.” Willow said bravely.

“Unfortunately, STOPPING me is out of question, but since I have some spare time on my hands, why don’t we play a little game?” Obsidian sneered.

“Very well, but may I ask WHAT sort of game?” I asked coldly.

“Ah…yes. This is a game of magic, a magical duel. Whoever loses, will die. Whoever wins, of course, will live.” He replied, calling one of his servants over.

“I accept your challenge.” I said, eyes gleaming with determination.

“B-but Stellata, he could kill you!” Willow cried.

“I realized that a long time ago.” I said crisply.

“Then I will duel alongside Stellata.” Willow said bravely.

Obsidian threw his head back and laughed even more cynically.

“That is such a shame…to kill two pretty little girls would be such a waste.” Obsidian replied shamelessly.

“I will duel against you both, then.”

“Let it begin.” I snarled.

Willow began with making daggers raining down on Obsidian, but he deflected them, making the daggers rain down on us. I concentrated on shielding us both while Willow continued to attack him. But Obsidian dodged our every blow, and deflected our every spell. I decided to switch with Willow.

“Willow, I’ll attack, and you shield.” I said.

Willow nodded, and we switched places.

I decided to douse Obsidian with a gigantic tsunami, and at last, he didn’t deflect it. I saw Willow’s eyes gleam, and she let go of the shield. We started to send tsunami after tsunami, and wave after wave. At last, Obsidian seemed to be defeated.

“I-I’ll o-only d-duel w-with o-one of y-you n-now.” Obsidian spluttered, spitting out a mouthful of water.

Willow and I exchanged looks, and huddled together.

“Willow, I’m going to duel.”

“No! It’s too dangerous!”

“Willow, this will be the only chance to duel magically in my whole life with a mad sorcerer!”

“Fine, but it’s not my fault if you get hurt. And I doubt if it’ll be the only chance.”

Willow backed away to the shielded sideline, eyes filled with worry. I tried my best to smile reassuringly at her, but Willow didn’t look at me. She buried her face in her hands.

I started the duel with my most spectacular tsunami yet. Obsidian, by that time, was too weak to respond immediately. I sent a downpour of torrential rain, and a tropical cyclone. Obsidian seemed even weaker now, if that was possible. I decided to make my most spectacular storm ever. In my imagination, I combined a tsunami, a tornado, torrential rain, and a whirlpool. I unleashed all four storms to create my very first “Super Storm”, as I call it. Obsidian seemed to barely have enough strength to hold up his hands in surrender. Willow punched the air, and bounded over to give me a hug. I smiled weakly, exhausted.

I hugged Willow, relieved and glad this was over.

“Now, let’s tie this guy up!” I said.

“Yeah! Then let’s put him the the Mental Hospital of Sorcery!” Willow agreed.

We created a magical rope together, and we tied Obsidian Flame-Feather up.

We held on to Obsidian together, and put on our teleport rings to get the the hospital.

 

 

Chapter SIX: Going back home!

We dropped Obsidian off at the main entrance. I wrote on his chest with a permanent marker: WE GIVE YOU OBSIDIAN FLAME-FEATHER, WITH COMPLIMENTS FROM STELLATA MAPLE, PRINCESS WILLOW, VIOLET MAPLE, AND THE QUEEN!

Willow giggled when she saw what I wrote. “This will be the headlines tomorrow. And you just ruined his favorite robe!”

I merely smiled back, and we teleported back to the palace.

Once back at the palace, we were greeted by a teary Aunt Stella and a even more teary Mom. They hugged us both, so tight that I thought my ribs were going to crack.

“I’m proud of you.” Mom whispered.

I nodded, and pulled away.

“I’m sorry to say this, Stella, but we have to go now.” Mom announced.

Aunt Stella nodded, and handed us two star-shaped lockets.

“To go to us whenever you need to. Also, we’ll visit every time there’s a shooting star, so stop sniveling, Willow.” Aunt Stella said firmly.

“Bye, Aunt Stella! Bye, Willow!” Mom and I said as cheerily as we could as we held hands and closed our eyes once more.

We took a deep breath as we leaped into the air, and travelled back home.

We landed in the garden with a soft thud.

“Now, who wants apple pie?” Mom said, smiling.

“I do!” I grinned.