6: Writer, I blame you

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As the sun disappeared over the horizon, three girls who were standing in the middle of the forest changed their appearance dramatically. Well, their appearance didn't change but people saw them differently. 

One who was wearing a black jumper and black jeans suddenly changed and wore a light green t-shirt, red sneakers and a bacca beanie. Her brown hair changed to have blue tips, and her sunglasses disappeared to reveal one blue eye and one green eye.

The second girl who wore a black and white stripped shirt and brown leggings changed to wear a black shirt, a white coat and black shoes. An enderman head hat appeared on her already brown hair that was pulled back into a ponytail.

The last girl was wearing a blue jumper, a white shirt and black pants. These changed to dark blue, and blue gloved appeared on her hands. Her light blue eyes darkened to deep blue and her brown hair remained untouched.

The three girls looked at each other.

"I can't see any difference," the second girl remarked.

"Neither can I. Did it work Crazy?" the third girl looked to the first.

Crazy flicked back her brown and blue hair. "It should. I just didn't change how we see each other, cause that'll be too hard. Should we ask for an outsiders opinion?"

The third girl nodded. "Writer? How do we look?"

*sigh* I'm pretty sure there's a rule about you guys not talking to me.

"Well we've already broken it, so answer the question," Crazy said.

You all look different for everyone else. Happy?

"Yes, thank you," the third girl said.

"Since when were you polite Storm?" the second girl asked.

"Aura, I'll have you know that I'm very polite."

"Whatever, let's go to the hatch!" Crazy said before running off.


Storm's POV

Okay, I don't feel different and I don't look different. I am starting to doubt if this plan of mine is gonna work. The last plan I came up with went horribly: It created Voldemort. So now that we were at the edge of the forest and about to infiltrate the squid base with disguises, my worries were really piling up. But it was too late to back out now. At least, that's what I told myself.

"Okay, there's the hatch," Aura whispered, pointing to a small metal flap in the bottom of the wall that made the squid base. It was just wide enough for us to slip down, one at a time. "Who's gonna go first?"

We just looked at each other. "Fine, I'll go," I said after a few minutes of silence. Making sure there was no one watching, I teleported to the wall, beside the squid base. I could have just run to the wall, using my supersonic speed, but I find teleporting easier. It doesn't hurt my head as much.

Crazy was next. She sprinted across the gap between the trees and the wall, her beanie almost falling off. Aura followed her, running silently to us. We waited a few seconds to see if any alarm was raised, but all was silent. I bent down to the hatch and opened it, peering inside. It was pitch black, impossible to tell what lay beyond. I took a deep breath and wiggled my way in, legs first. I slipped and fell completely in, falling into water of some kind. I smelt something disgusting and coughed.

"Storm? Is it clear?" I heard Crazy call.

"Yeah, it's good," I called back. "Just be careful. There's a steep drop and water at the bottom."

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