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The Wizard was chuckling to himself as he walked out. I wasn't sure if he was insane or just truly cruel - although I didn't think that mattered in the big scheme. He had to die and that was it.

I shook my head and looked around my little cage. I noticed my backpack lying on the floor under the cot. Wow, if I still had that, maybe I had my ... I quickly reached under my overdress feeling for my dagger. It was still there! This Wizard didn't consider me a threat at all! It would have been insulting if it hadn't most likely been true.

Just then I heard a wheezing, gasping sound coming from below me. I looked around to see all the other creatures in the hanging cages staring sorrowfully at what lay below. The little unicorn. I ran to the door of my cage and stared down to see that it was just a matter of moments before it would breathe its last breath if something wasn't done. Poor baby! Think DQueene, what would Kiya do to help? I pulled my knife out of its hiding place and started working on the lock. CREAKkk It sprang open and I almost tumbled out, barerly catching myself from falling to the floor. I turned around and ran over to my backpack. I had a book of spells that I hadn't even looked at for weeks, maybe there was something in it. Come on book, show me what I need. The pages started flipping and it came to rest on a green page and words started appearing. I read quickly and it was as if the words were written into my memory. I quickly raised the book to my lips and gave it a big kiss. I pushed it back into my backpack and ran to the door of my cage. First I took off my overdress, using the rope I had used as a belt to tie it to the cage so I could come back up when I was done. Guaging my jump so that I wouldn't land on the poor baby I quickly jumped down into her pen.

She tried to raise her head but was to weak to do more than roll her eyes. I ran my hands slowly down her sides with my eyes closed trying to trace the source of her weakness. I almost choked at my own stupidity, it was her horn! Of course it was her horn, the very essense of a unicorn. I lay gently on top of her, being careful to not crush her with my weight. I started chanting the spell and felt my very being start to merge with hers. Down, down deep into this magical little being. I felt my inner essense take form within her and to my amazement it wasn't my shape that formed; it was a mighty irridescent silver dragon fighting to rebuild what had been lost. Pouring her own magic into the little wasted body, she performed a miracle, a new horn budded on the little one's forehead and her body took on a healthy glow. The dragon turned and looked into me and said, "Remember ... remember me" and slowly faded away.

I gasped, and leaning weakly away from the little one I spoke in her mind. To my joy she could hear me! You must still 'look' as you did to the Wizard, little one. Can you do that? She answered me in a child's voice, "Oh yes, make believe, I can play." She shimmered into the forlorn shape she had been until just moments before. I smiled and whispered, "Good girl, he won't hurt you again. I promise."

I climbed weakly up and walked over and grabbed the rope. Ohh, I was so tired but I mustn't be found here. I climbed wearily back up the rope. Putting my dress back on and tying the rope back around my waist seemed to take forever.

I noticed a bucket of water and started to take a drink when I heard a sharp "No, don't drink that." My hand froze on its way to my mouth and I quickly tipped it to empty it of the water it held. I hadn't noticed how quiet it was until I heard that voice. I glanced around at the other hanging cages and heard the voice coming from a hooded cloaked figure. "He puts something in the water that makes us halucinate. He wants to control our magic completely and to do that he must break us."

"What can you tell me about him?" I stumbled over to hold on to the bars facing her. I wasn't sure, but I thought from the timbre of the voice it was a woman.

The hooded face turned toward me and started speaking: "Aganeth collects exotic creatures to use in his research. At the behest of his master, he is trying to create a crystal that entraps souls. Such crystals have been created in the past, but all of them had a flaw or weakness. The last such crystal to be made was formed by the Circle of Doom. But, like it's predeccesors, it has a hidden flaw. Aganeth's master wants to rule the Circle of Doom and has promised to add Aganeth to the Circle as his Lieutenant if Aganeth can perfect a flawless Soul Crystal."

She paused a moment and I could sense the bitterness in her heart. "Aganeth is convinced that the missing ingredient in crystal formation is a rare, exotic trait that can only be found in an exotic creature. Over forty years earlier, his second cousin, Metheeka-Soth, had a vision of this during one of her profound channeling sessions. Aganeth has been collecting creatures and performing crystal incantations ever since."

"Aganeth's stronghold is hidden far beneath a castle that sits atop a mesa surrounded by sheer cliffs and constant thunderstorms. The tornados that erupt from these storms have stripped every blade of grass, every bush and tree, and most of the rocks and dirt from the hide of the mesa. The castle stands in the middle of this cold, wet wasteland of rock."

She sat down on the bottom of her cage and finished speaking slowly, "We've been his 'test subjects' for years now." She inclined her head toward the baby Unicorn, "He brought Featherwing here just about 10 years ago and now you. He keeps the rest of us here for fun." She laughed bitterly, "We do him no good in his quest, but he won't free us." I felt her gaze burning into me like fire, "You will free us and then we will kill him." Just then I caught a glimpse of her face from her nose down, capturing just a hint of a fang, and then she quickly pulled her hood around to cover her face.

I just looked at her for a moment and then I said, "When my friends come we will be free. I swear on my honour." [/color]

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I sat down in the bottom of my cage and slowly pulled my mirror out of the pouch at my waist. I turned it over and looked at my reflection and tried to imagine what Kiya would do in my situation. I knew I would need help escaping from this laboratory. I could free the other prisoners, but I wasn't sure I could get us out of here by myself. I needed Viper and the others but they were too far away. Dammit, Kiya I need you with me! I smacked my fist against my thigh in frustration and felt my emotions rising. I glanced down at the mirror again and noticed that my eyes were swirling, Wow, that was just really neat! Then the mirror started clouding up and I saw Kiya. I sat straight up an stared harder at the mirror, I know my eyes must have been swirling madly by now, and called her name Kiya!