Sweat dampened Casandra's face. A red sun blazed above the girl. Casandra had been condemned to death by burning. She gasped for breath. Casandra yearned for the sting of fire. Burning from the sun took forever. Casandra had been tried for witch craft and treason. The girl's weak green eyes scanned the horizon. The starlighter, a person who can bring stories to life, noticed a small outpost was on her left.

A small hut had been set in the middle of an enclosed camp. Filled with children. On the right, resided a cathedral. The great Prince Tusan resided there, still in his egg. He will be born any day now. However, she would be long gone by then. 

"Hey, put my rum down right now!" A voice called in the distance. Casandra glanced around looking for a human or a dragon that enslaved them. 

"You're drunk Eletta." Another female stated, "You should have some nice elves prom wine." 

"I don't want your wine. I want my rum. You better give it back, mate!" 

"Don't call me mate!" 

Casandra's eyes shot open. The girl picked her head. "What are you to fighting about now?" She questioned a couple of girls standing next to each other. Anastasia and Eletta were in each other's face. A man in his late twenties early thirties crossed his arms. 

"Nows really not a good time for this." 

Casandra went to comment, when the doors flew open. A man with black hair wearing a red robe strode in. Casandra flicked her hood up; disappearing. The man glanced her way before continuing to a throne. 

"I have gathered you today, for one purpose. To take over the world."

"Why would we help you mate?" Eletta question dropping into a chair with a bottle.

A woman with long read hair in two braids came out of the shadows. "Emperor Zeref owes you no explanation." She stated. 

"What does Zeref wish for us to do in his conquest?" Bernard inquired. 

"He'll give you different tasks in different realms. Right now, he wants you to go back to your own worlds. If you don't, you'll wish that you were never born." The woman with the pigtails stated. 

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Eletta snickered. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Honesty, I don't care what he wants. Just me Rum and I'm your girl!" She retorted. The King gave her a curious look. The pirate plopped into a near by chair; swung her feet over the arms. 

"Why are you so eager to help?" The she-elf barked.

Eletta smirked and tipped her hat down. The brim shaded her eyes giving her a mysterious yet angry tint. "Listen, Mate. I'm a pirate. Sailing the seven seas, fighting the law, ruining people's lives, stealing. I've been doing this since I was a toddler." 

"What makes you so confident?" The Emperor Spriaggan asked at last. 

Eletta shrugged. "My grandfather is Black Beard. Captain of the Queen Anne's Revenge. Plus my father is Jack Sparrow Captain of the Black Pearl. Let's not mention, Captain Jack Sparrow is close friends with Elizabeth and Will Turner. Will who is by the way, Captain of the Flying Dutchmen. With those three ships behind me, nothing will stop me. Plus if I did take over Port Royal and Tortuga let alone Singapor, If I want to be the Pirate King, these victories are just what I need." She shrugged off the last sentence. 

Jumping to her feet, Eletta placed her hands on her hips. "Well, I'm ready!" She pulled out her sword. "Who will join me?" 

Anastasia crossed her arms. "Forget it. I fight Orcs, and Spiders. I don't like fighting men." Eletta stuck her tongue out. The pirate thought the red headed she-elf. 

"I am no man. I'll take you here and now!" The elf glared at the brunet's remark. 

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"Stop!" A male voice grumbled. "We are not obeying you no matter what." Bernard clopped forward. He had remained silent this whole time listening to everyone argument. "I don't care what Eletta thinks about her vast Ocean's and islands where they are over ran with pirates, but I do care about my home. I refuse to go against Aslan!" 

A man with brown hair approached the small group. Laughing, he made a man appear before the centaur. "Yet, you did kill a man once." The man drew a sword and attacked. Bernard pulled away. Ajeel smirked. You will do what we want." 

Bernard grumbled. "Fine take me back home." 

The man laughed and lead the centaur to a ship that transported him back to Narnia. Once there, Bernard stepped from the ship. He was on the sandy shore before a long lost palace. It was the ruins of Cair Paravel. The Narian's heart dropped. He yearned to see the city gleam like it did so many years prior. Yet, that would never come to pass. 

Grumbling, Bernard traveled through the forest. After a long journey, they came to the town of Talmeran. Bernard looked back at AJeel, who had accompanied him. "Well, this is the first city." 

"What are you waiting for then?" Then man walked ahead of him. Bernard tried stopping him. He couldn't do this on his own. He needed his brethren. Yet, Ajeel walked in like he owned the place. Ajeel made bad guys and soilders appear out of the air. Bernard and Ajeel slaughtered the city. 

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The she-elf had watched the centaur leave. She wasn't afraid of fighting. She was a warrior princess. It was the thought of betraying her her kindred that didn't settle with her. The elf's and she-elfs she had trained, grew, and promised to ruler over, dead because of her, made her sick. Anastasia brushed her red hair behind her pointed ear. She watched as the sprigann 12 had escorted her friends out and accompanied them on their journey. 

Waiting on Irene made her worry. She would have to fight her father. After waiting a man with white crosses and wearing a white robe along with blonde hair came up behind her. "I am God Serena. The man stated. I will accompany you." 

Anastasia turned to gaze in his cold eyes. "What happened to Irene?"

"None of your concern." 

The elf dropped her gaze. The she-elf traveled with God Serena to Middle Earth. The first land they came to was Gondor. Anastasia swallowed hard. King Aragorn, a friend of Legoas, and his son Arathorn. Without a second thought, God Serena summoned a dragon that took Gondor by surprise. Staying to the shadows, Anastasia took out most of the inhabitants, leaving God Serena to take out the King.