Sorry I haven't updated in forever! School has been hectic but I'll start updating more regularily soon because soon I'll be adjusted to school. I'm doing 5 A-levels so that has been keeping me quite busy along with violin every day. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it!
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The kitchen was boiling hot.
I felt like I was becoming a piece of bacon from the heat, if that is possible. I mean, if I magically turned into a pig this very second, I would be turned into bacon the very next second, although it is made only from the underside of a pig. If I magically turned into ice-cream in a little girl's hand, I'd be dripping down to her hands. Anyways, in a nutshell, I felt like I was in a furnace. The fact that the only door out of this small kitchen was closed because Fawaz did not want any cold air to disturb the making of the dilusionjuice potion did not help my emergency case at all.
Not only was I melting from the heat, but I was also being forced by Fawaz to stand over a big black pot that was over a huge fire and stir the disgusting puke green colored liquid inside it.
Suddenly the mixture made a loud popping noise and I let out a scream that caused Fawaz to give a manly kind of scream. "What the heck?" he exclaimed.
I looked at the mixture again and jumped back when I saw that it had turned into a pretty mauve color. "Ouch" I exclaimed when I realized that I had bumped into the edge of a table with my hip.
Fawaz put out the fire and stirred the mixture a little more.
"Oh my! You did a magnificent job of stirring, girl. Now we only have to wait for my grandfather to come back and soon we'll be drinking the potion. The disappointing thing is that I heard the potion is extremely disgusting tasting but I guess drinking it does build character! Well, kind of..." Fawaz went on rambling for a while and it was pretty amusing to hear the random things he would say. I have concluded that he and his grandfather were both a tad bit crazy.
Suddenly Fawaz stopped talking and we went into a comfortable silence that lasted a while.
I jumped up several feet in the air when I heard someone yell in a surprisingly loud voice, "BAM! Mr. Awesome is finally here!" I turned to Fawaz and saw that his eyes were as wide as saucers and were looking at me with a panicked facial expression.
"Who was that?" I asked, curious.
Fawaz surprised me by looking at me with an embarassed face, saying, "Erm... My grandfather is in a super weird mood right now and is probably going to be really embarassing."
"Where art thou, mis amigos?" The Keeper asked loudly.
"We're here in the kitchen and stop yelling! What does mees ameegas mean anyways?" Fawaz replied.
"It's my friends in Spanish, I learnt it from spying on the human beings on earth. Well, not really. Actually reading books but you get the idea. Have you guys finished making the potion yet?" The Keeper asked.
Fawaz asked with a frown on his face, "What is this Spinis thing?" At the same time, I said, "Yup, we've finished!"
The Keeper reached in his small pocket and started taking out various things - a compass, mirror, napkins and a pillow. He stopped and exclaimed, "Where in the world is the bag of hair?"
"Keep on looking in your pocket..." Fawaz suggested.
Many other things were taken out of the small pocket of his - I made a mental note to ask him sometime how he could fit so much stuff in this pocket - until he suddenly yelled, "EUREKA!"
Fawaz and I both jumped a little because of the suddenness and loudness of the proclamation of his success. He took out a plastic bag that had two more bags with brown colored hair in each, it seriously looked nasty. "Do we seriously have to eat this? This is like nasty!" I thought to myself.
"Yeah, unfortunately you do. Or, do you want to die and never go back to your world?"
I had a bad habit of speaking my thoughts out loud. The Keeper got two flasks from a drawer and poured equal amounts of the mauve colored liquid we made into them. Then he yelled, "Stand back!"
Alarmed, I jumped back. He dumped the two bags of hair into the flasks and leaped across the room, how he had so much energy for being so elderly was beyond me. Just as he landed on the ground, some of the liquid mixture went out of the flasks like fireworks. One turned a perfect shade of grey while the other, a perfect shade of puke green. They both, honestly, looked nasty. The sad thing? I would have to drink one of them soon.
Kill me now.
"The colors of the liquids reflect the personalities of the people whose hairs I've gotten. I've given both of them a hard blow on their head and locked them upstairs, so no worries about that. They are part of the evil side and so if you become them, you'll have no trouble getting out of this place. Which is--" The Keeper paused and suddenly sang, "a-w-e-s-o-m-e!"
"When do we have to drink this?" I asked.
"Now." The Keeper said, with no sugarcoating at all.
My face must have shown a comical mixture of disgust and shock because the Keeper cracked a smile and said, "Yup, now!" He handed me the puke-green potion and I made the mistake of smelling it. It smelled of rotten eggs and I immediately jerked my head away from it.
"Oh, forgot to tell you to never smell the potion. Sorry!" Said the Keeper in a not-so-sorry voice.
"What's your name by the way?" I blurted out.
"Wait, you've known me all this while and don't know my name? It is Elijah!" Exclaimed the Kee- Elijah.
Fawaz suddenly said seriously, "Alright! Let's take this seriously and drink the potion now so that we can escape right around this time because I think it would be the best. So, no time for joking around or anything."
So that's how I ended up where I am now - standing in a kitchen about to drink a mixture that smelled suspiciously like rotten eggs although I've never smelled rotten stuff in my life. "Three, two, one!"
I drank the potion from the flask in two big gulps and almost puked from the nasty taste. Suddenly I felt a tingling feeling all around my body and felt myself getting taller. I felt as if someone was breaking my bones and refixing them in a different way, it was nothing short of painful. My muscles were all cramped together and I squeezed my eyes shut in an attempt to shut out the pain.
Then, as fast as it began, it stopped. I looked down at myself and saw that I was clad in a black cape lined with silver. I said stupidly, "I'm different!" Except my voice came out lower and raspier despite of the fact that I was still a woman. I jumped at my own voice.
"Erm, duh! Anyways, this potion will only wear off in one week so you two can go outside right now and are both completely safe. You, Mia, are Eisha. She's one of the key people in the evil side and is very powerful, everyone on the evil side fears her. Fawaz is Felis, and he knows who he is." Elijah said happily.
I looked at Fawaz and failed to stiffle a laugh when I saw that he had turned into a fat man with the same cape as me around him. All his good looks were gone to be replaced with a fat and hideous face. He glared at me and motioned for me to go out of the kitchen.
We soon bid goodbye to Elijah and walked out of the cottage. Fawaz held on to my arm firmly and we walked along a path iluminated by the moon.
Suddenly I felt a person grab me by the waist and dragging me towards the bushes along the side, I tried to do a back kick so that I could escape. I let out a shriek but it never came out of my mouth because the person - a male - had covered my mouth with his hands. He said to someone next to him, "We've found the two people, Eisha and Felis."
My heart plummeted when I realized that the people who had us are on the good side and thought we were the evil people.
"Alright, let's give both of them a good bang on the head- be more gentle with the lady though- and tie them up," said the other man.
I braced myself for a blow.
The world went black all of a sudden and I felt nothing more.
'Out of the frying pan and into the fire'