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They travelled for a while, resting every so often so that the mermaids wouldn't get too tired to carry them. Soon, they arrived at the desert, the mermaids swimming down into the deeps, for some fresh ocean water.
"Let's hurry." Sirea began walking out into the sandy plains, the other sorceressess and sorcerers following after her, looking around at the suroundings.
"Feria!" Sirea turned to look at Feria. "You once held the Axe of Pyro, correct?"
"Yes." Feria bowed, his reddish-brown hair covering his face. He rose again, and sweeped the shoulder length hair out of his eyes. He crossed his arms across his chest, covering the flame sewn upon his brown tunic. His white leggings itched as sand went into the holes, and he shook his brown boot off his foot, and emptied it, seeing as how they had stopped.
"Do you know how to call it? Or has that scrap of magic been lost to you as the years passed?"
"I am afraid it will not be easy. I have forgotten how to call my weapon, though I do know how to pinpoint us closer to it's location."
"That will help. Good." Sirea turned back aorund, snapped, and the sorceressess and sorcerers began following her again.
After a while of walking, magic, and rests, they reached a cavern. 'Thsi si where the axe lies."
"You are certain?" A small sorceress asked, cocking her head slightly.
"Yes." Feria nodded, then walked into the cave, the others following. They walked single-file, as the passageway was narrow. Soon, they reached the 'room' of the cave.
"My, my..." The small sorceress gasped as she saw the many jewels embedded in the walls.
Seria growled slightly. "Something lived, or still lives, here..." The others, sighed and gritted their teeth, balling their hands into fist, ready to fight anything that came.
After a few minutes, there was still nothing. Some of them started to relax, but then they heard a slight shuffling noise coming from the passageway.
A loud roaring came out, and a black creature came charging towards them. Many sorceressess and sorcerers gasped and ran out of the way, though about five stood where they were and set up a magical sheild.
A few fire sorceressess and sorcerers waved their hands in the air, and fireballs shot out at the dark creature. It roared and charged at the shield surrounding it, grabbing a handful of magical threads. Water sorceressess and sorcerers drenched it in tsunamis, and wind sorceressess and sorcerers cut it with slicing gales. Soon, it fell to the ground, soaked in blood, it's hands and head cut off.
They took down the shield, and sighed, exhasted at such a large amount of magic. Seria seated herself against a wall free of blood, and brought her knees to her chest. She rested her head upon them and sighed.
"An old foe. From thousands of years ago. Something brought it back..." A few sorceressess and sorcerers raised their heads at this, but didn't say anything.
Feria, on the other hand, went placing his fingertips to his forehead, and walking around, trying to find his axe. After a while, he went up to one of the jewel incrusted walls and knocked on it.
"Do you really think it's in there? And if it is, how are you going to get it by knocking?" A wind sorcerer laughed slightly, but soon sat back down.
Feria ignored him and examined the wall a bit more. Once he found a huge ruby, he placed his thumb on it, then swiftly drew it away, blood dripping down his thumb and down the ruby. The blood sank into the gem and it moved back, opening the section of wall. He walked into it, the others watvhing him from the doorway.
A gleam of old metal caought his eye, and he swiftly grabbed onto the handle of the axe, ripping it from it's perch in the stone. He smiled and swung it onto his shoulder, walking back out to the others. "One down." He said, and the others smiled and clapped, as a weapon would greatly help them battle creatures they meet.
They rode back to the creatures onto the backs of the mermaids, though now it took two to carry the combined weight of Feria and the Axe of Pyro. They reached the shores and the magical creatures smiled and clapped, all gathered, as they heard they were returning. "So quickly." One murmured. "Well, they are the greatest sorceressess and sorcerers we could ever want." Another said, and the ones around her smiled and nodded, still clapping along with the others.
Sirea smiled slightly, but raised her hands to get them to quiet down. "We have but just begun. There is still plenty to do. Now," She looked around at them. "Who knows what the Destructor has done since we left?"
An elf walked up to her and bowed, his knee touching the ground. "My lady, the evil being has destroyed a place the humans called Tokyo, and the area near it. It now rests, as even evil must sleep. But..." A shiver went through the crowd. "It has done so much since it became free...My lady," He looked up at Sirea, his brown hair now half covering his face. "Please... please stop this monster soon! We shall all do everything we can do to help! Just tell us what to do!" All the creatures bowed, and a few tears ran down the elf's face.
Sirea stepped foreward and brushed away the tears. "Do not worry. We wish to save this planet. And, thank you," She smiled at the startled looking elf. "Thank you for helping us."
"We haven't done anything yet..."
"You have helped inspire us, and the fairy told us where the axe would be. Now," She stepped back a step. "Does anyone know where the Staff of the Winds would be?"
A murmur ran through the crowd, and a dwarf was hoisted upon an elf's shoulder. "I know." He said in a gruff voice, "It rests near a Scotland. It's up northerny!" The elf placed the dwarf back onto the ground, and the sorceressess and sorcerers muttered amongst themselves.
"How are we going to get there?"
"Does anyone remember how to fly?"
"Ahm." A group of voices came from the back, and everyone loked back at where a small crowd of people stood. They all had golden hair, blue eyes, and white dresses and togas.
"What is it?" said Sirea, as the crowd had parted so she'd be able to see them.
"We can get you there." they said, smiling gently.
"How?" The elf who had stepped forewards cocked his head at them, puzzled.
They smiled again, and breathed out a few words. A bright light shone from them, and they all had wings. Huge, pure white, feathery wings.
"Angels?"
"Yes." They all nodded, then walked up to the sorceressess and sorcerers. "Will you take our offer?"
They all nodded, and they picked out five people to go there with them. Sirea, Feria, Wuyer, Eia, and Hure were picked, and the angels picked them up in their arms, spreading their wings. They jumped off the ground and flapped their wings a few times, then soared off towards Scotland.
They flew much faster than the mermaids swam, and soon they made it to Scotland. They gently set the sorceressess and sorcerers on the ground, then flew to rest in the nearby tree, hiding their wings again.
They wandered around in a feild for a while, then turned to lok at Hure. "You were the holder of the Staff of the Winds, were you not?"
"I was, though the abilty to call it to me has been forgotten, just as Feria's was. But, like Feria," he placed his fingertips to his forehead, brushing away some of his pale blonde locks of hair, and closing his un-naturally white eyes. He began walking off in the direction of an abondoned town, weaving his way through the streets, and stopping in front of an old inn. "Here."
They opened the doors, walking inside. They loked around, then heard a frightened gasp. They spun to face the counter, and saw a human there, cowering behind a registrater. She gasped as she saw them looking at her, and ducked down, curling into a ball under the counter.
Eia walked to her and crounched down. "Hello." She said, "Don't worry, we won't hurt. In fact, we are going to save you."
The woman gulped, but still shivered slightly. "W-What do.. do you mean, sa-save me?" She gave a nervous laugh. "I-I'm posti-tivly fine! Nothing to worry abo-about here..."
Eia sighed and reached out. The woman cringed as her hand came closer, and seemed startled when Eia slowly patted her head. "There, there. Just stay here for now. It'll all be fine." She drew her hand back slowly and stood up, the woman gazing up at her in wonder.
"You... you aren't humans are you?"
They all seemed startled when she said this, but then Sirea gave a short laugh. "How did you know? You can't be a magical creature, can you?"
The woman shook her head. "No... Just a feeling... And humans would be terrified right now.So much of the world destroyed..." Her lower lip trembled and tears flowed down her cheeks. "I... Please save us all!" AT that she burst out crying, tears pouring down her cheeks, making a small puddle at her feet. The sorceressess and sorcerers had a dismal look of their faces as they walked away, up the stairs and into one of the rooms.

And yet again I'll continue later, too lazy now.

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