Magical Chaos!: Crossing Over-2 by Lynceus The Fifth Age threatens to tip the balance between Order and Chaos, and Mordru isn't happy about it! But the new Sorceress Supreme is weak, and, if defeated, her mantle would be up for grabs! With this in mind, Mordru creates a new Agent of Chaos, but can even he control- Klariann the Witch Girl?

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Clara Ann

My name is Clara Ann Black. I'm nine (and a half!) years old, and I used to be happy. I haven't smiled since Mommy died, almost a year ago. Mommy loved me very much, even though it was just the two of us. Then she got sick, and someone new entered my life.

Father. He doesn't let me call him Daddy. Not even Dad. I don't think he likes me very much. Mommy never talked about him, and the last thing she ever said to me was to try and give him a chance. I'm trying, but it's hard!

Father owns a hotel in Las Vegas; I live there now. Every day, Mr. Clark, my bodyguard (Father is rich, and rich girls get bodyguards) drives me to a private school, St. Viator's. I don't like it there. The other kids don't like me, and the teachers are strict.

One girl hates me, and I don't know why. Her name is Gloriana Tenenbaum. She's taller than me, and I hate that. She pushed me down today, and it hurt. And then she laughed at me, her and her friends!

I ran away, and now I'm hiding in the basement. I wish Mommy was alive. I wish Father cared about me. I wish people liked me. I wish I could punish Gloriana!

I shouldn't think like that, Jesus says I should love others. But how can you love someone who hates you?

I see a light in the darkness. I wonder what it is? I go to it, and it's a wooden box. It looks really nice, so I open it. There's a red light inside, like a star, but it has eight points. I've seen something like it before, but I can't remember where.

“Child, I sense you are in pain. I can make the pain go away, and make it so that no one will ever hurt you again.”

I gasped. “Are you...God?”

“I am not the God you were taught of, but another God, one that will help you. Will you help me?”

“I...” Something told me I shouldn't do this. That the voice was bad. But then I thought about Gloriana. “I want revenge.”

The voice laughed. “And you will have it! Take the symbol you see before you, and press it against your heart.”

I reached for it. It was hot and cold at the same time. I held it, and then pressed it over my heart. The light went inside me, and I felt new thoughts and possibilities opening up before me. Before I had just been a mere child, but now I was something more. Something powerful!

A cold smile formed on my lips. “Master, what would you have of me?”

“Seek out the Sorceress. Destroy her, and take her power for your own. You will become more powerful than any human. You will become like unto a God. Do this, and you will stand at my side, as my Queen.”

I stood up. “I'd like that. Your will be done!”

“Then go, my Chaos-Witch. Cast your old name aside; you are now Klariann, the Sword of Chaos!”

Klariann. Klariann Black. I couldn't help but giggle. This was going to be so much fun!

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As a Chaos-Witch, I now had the power to grant wishes. But only fun ones! I couldn't just change things, someone else had to give me permission. But that was easy. How often have you said “I wish...”? And usually it's for something selfish. Or silly.

And those were the very best kinds of wishes! I skipped through the halls of my school. I had other powers, of course. My Master made sure I would be protected. He said he wanted me to be his Queen, but I wondered if he would let me call him Daddy?

That would be nice. And then maybe he could find me a new Mommy. And we could be a family. And I would be happy again. I want to be happy.

I waited near Gloriana's locker. I can make myself invisible now, so nobody noticed me. Actually it's better than that; you can see me, but you just ignore me. Unless I want you to pay attention. Gloriana looked upset as she got her books, and I waited, patiently.

You can always tell when someone is about to make a wish.

“Stupid...stupid boy. If I was a boy, I'd beat him up. I wish I was a boy!”

I appeared. “Wish...granted!”

“What the hell?! Clara! Listen you little....” She got a strange look on her face, doubling over in pain as her body started to change. I could have been mean, but I was going to give her exactly what she asked for. That was mean enough. I let her grow a few inches taller, and stronger as well. Girls normally grow faster than boys, of course, but what fun would it be to make her a short boy?

Her hair got shorter, and she gasped in pain as I replaced her girl-part with a boy-part. I made it a little bigger than normal; boys like having big boy-parts. I changed her throat, so it looked like a boy's, and deepened her voice (not that boys our age have deep voices yet, but again, being nice!). But it would never get any deeper, so she better enjoy it while she can!

Though her shorter hair made her more boyish-looking, I didn't change her face. No, she would always have the face of a girl. In that, I wasn't so nice.

Her clothes didn't fit quite right and she looked up at me. “What did you do?!” Then she shrieked. “My voice!”

“I gave you what you wanted. You're a boy now. A pretty boy, but still a boy.”

I kneeled down and flipped up her skirt. “See? A boy-part.” I knew what it was really called, but I didn't like the words boys called their special parts. They sounded dirty. I'm glad I'm not a boy!

“No! I can't be a boy! I can't!”

I smiled at her. “Too bad. But hey, at least you can bully people easier, right?”

She reached for my neck, but my powers protected me, turning her arms into snakes that hissed at her. She screamed, of course, and people started to pay attention to us. I changed her arms back and headed for the door.

A teacher got in my way. “Where do you think you're going?!”

Ah. Ms. Hawthorne. I didn't like her. She hated us because she was old. She was still pretty, but I bet she was really pretty when she was my age! “Ms. Hawthorne. If you could make a wish, any wish, what would it be?”

She glared at me. “I'd wish I didn't have to teach rich brats like you for a living!”

I grinned. “Wish...granted!”

She gasped as her body began to dwindle and shrink. Her clothes soon hung on her rapidly-youthening body as I made her younger. And younger! I stopped when she was several inches shorter than me.

“Oh, you are pretty!” I smiled at her, even as she looked at me, her eyes wide in terror. She glanced at her tiny body.

“No! This is impossible!” I hadn't changed her voice, she still sounded like a grown-up. Because it's more fun that way!

“You got your wish. You should be happy! Now you're pretty, and you don't have to teach us anymore!”

She grabbed my arm. “No! You can't leave me like this! Who will take care of me?! What will happen to me?”

“Not my problem. But I'll tell you what. If someone wishes they were a Mommy or Daddy, I'll be nice.” I brushed her aside; she was too little to be a threat to me.

I walked out to the car. Mr. Clark was smoking a cigarette. “Clara? You should be in school, what's going on?”

Mr. Clark is actually a nice man for a bodyguard. “Mr. Clark, can I ask you a question? Please, it's important, even if it sounds silly.”

“Uh..ok. What is it?”

“If you could; have any wish, what would you wish for?”

“Huh. Any wish?”

I nodded.

“I like you a lot, Clara, but I'd probably wish I didn't have to work for your Dad anymore.”

I beamed at him. “Wish...granted!”

He blinked at me oddly, then smiled. “What can I do for you, Mistress?”

“Who do you work for, Mr. Clark?”

“You, Mistress.”

“What's your first name?”

“Jack.”

“Jack. I like it. Ok Jack, I'm hungry, drive me to a good restaurant, ok?”

He nodded and opened the car door for me, letting me sit up front. “Anything you want, Mistress.”

I got in and buckled up. Oh yes, this was going to be a good day!

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At the restaurant, I couldn't help but laugh. People were making stupid wishes all over the place! I could pick and choose which ones I wanted to grant!

I waited and, after I ate my dessert, I walked to the door with Jack. I turned. “Wishes...granted!”

There were gasps of surprise, a few screams, and the sound of a crying baby. This was so much fun!

Next, we went to a mall. As I walked past a group of teenaged girls, I heard a few more fun wishes. Silly girls!

“I wish I had a vampire boyfriend, like the girl from Twilight!”

“Screw that, I hate guys. I wish I was a lesbian so I didn't have to like them anymore!”

“That's silly, Gina. How could you have a baby then? I wish I had a little girl of my own.”

“Wishes...granted!” I laughed to myself.

The first girl's skin turned very pale as she grew fangs; she immediately hissed and ran to get away from the sun. Wait until she met her Master...ah....boyfriend later!

The second girl blinked as she suddenly found herself looking at the girls around her. She walked off in a daze, having discovered a whole new world where men no longer mattered.

The third girl became a few years older, and a four year-old girl appeared next to her.

“Mommy?” Ms. Hawthorne asked, her voice still sounding like an adult.

Not caring, her new mother knelt down and embraced her daughter. I was about to leave them, but....I couldn't leave them like that. I stuffed the new mother's purse with money. There, that's better!

“Come on Jack, there's more wishes to grant!”

I soon came upon a woman yelling at her teenaged daughter. “You're so horrible! I wish you'd never been born!”

I grinned. “Wish...granted!”

There was a flash of light, and now the mother was a teenaged girl (wearing her daughter's clothing, which I thought was a nice touch). Her belly was distended, as she was now pregnant with her daughter once more.

I heard a muffled girl's voice yelling. “What?! Where am I? What's going on!?”

The mother just stared down at her tummy in shock, unable to comprehend what had just occurred. I took Jack's hand, and squeezed it as we walked away.

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I wasn't sure if letting the baby keep her old mind and memories had been the right thing to do. On the one hand, erasing someone's mind seemed really mean. But so did forcing a teenaged girl back inside her mother's womb. Oh well. I'm sure they'd be fine.

Ah, arguments, I love those. A young man and his girlfriend.

“You're such a horrible bitch! I wish everyone could see what a monster you are!”

“You're such a child! I wish you'd grow up!”

Hm....he looked pretty grown up to me already. I guess I could make him old, but...nah! The man froze as his skin took on a greenish tint. His hair turned dark green, becoming tangled vines. Roots burst out of his shoes, digging into the ground as he became a plant-man!

And he began to grow, ripping out of his clothing until he was several feet taller. “What's happening to me?!” His voice became deeper.

I frowned, seeing his man-part. Ew! I let him grow some bark to cover himself.

His girlfriend shrieked and jumped back. Hm...so she was a monster, huh? But what kind of monster? She was kind of pretty, so I figured I should turn her into a pretty monster.

“Hey Jack, what's a pretty monster?”

He frowned. “Back in college I used to play Dungeons & Dragons, there was a demon called a Marilith. She looked like a pretty girl, but she was a snake from the waist down, and had six arms.”

“Ooh!” The girl froze as her legs fused together, growing into a massive snake-tail, covered with green scales. Her shirt ripped apart as she grew four more arms. “What do Mariliths do?”

“Uh, they're really good fighters.”

I nodded, as I gave the girl increased strength and agility, as well as the ability to intuitively understand how to use her new body as if she'd been born to it. I made a tiny change to her brain, and soon, instead of worrying about becoming a monster, or what had happened to her boyfriend, she started to slither away, plans of conquest forming in her mind.

I imagined she'd start by conquering the mall.

The plant-man looked at his hands and started to weep. Darn it! Now I felt sorry for him! I snapped my fingers as an idea came to my mind.

A great pod formed on his back, and he groaned at the weight. Within minutes, it swelled and burst, and a naked green-skinned girl with long viny hair burst out of it. She was really tall, but still tiny compared to the man. Seven feet tall, I realized.

The girl immediately hugged the plant man. “I love you so much!” I smiled; she had Mommy's voice.

Confused, but happy, the plant man hugged the...dryad and held her close.

Ok, that wasn't a wish, but I'd caused enough mischief that I figured I could cheat a little. Besides, technically, she'd 'grown up' out of his body, so I say it counts!

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Soon the mall was filled with confused and frightened people. I chuckled as I skipped along, hand-in-hand with Jack. “Jack, do you love me?”

“Yes, Mistress. More than anything.”

I smiled. “So you'd protect me, no matter what?”

He nodded. “Of course!”

I leaned against him, and he let go of my hand, placing his arm around my shoulders. That felt nice! “Would you like to be my boyfriend, Jack?”

“Yes, very much!”

“Good!” Not that I knew what to do with a boyfriend, but it felt nice to have one!

Leaving the mall, we passed one of those internet cafe's. A girl was crying softly. Curious, I went to her. “What's wrong?”

She looked at me. “I...it's my boyfriend. He's off in college, and he says he wants to break up, because long-distance doesn't work! I wish we were closer!”

“Wish...granted.”

A confused-looking young man appeared behind her. He put his arms around her, and their bodies began to meld together, merging to become a new person. I wasn't sure if they should be a man or a woman...could someone be both? I frowned, thinking of what a man-part looked like, and made them female. She was tall and strong like a man, but pretty at the same time. I melded their clothes together, which looked a little strange, but at least they fit her.

I left the new person, who was giving herself a hug. I felt like I'd done a pretty good thing, now they'd be together forever!

As we walked along, an angry woman was yelling into her phone. “My boss is such a jerk, and he's always hitting on me, or copping a feel! And if I say anything, I'll get fired! The pussy, I wish he knew what it felt like to be me!”

“Wish..granted!”

I had to thank the woman for giving me the idea; I'm kind of uncomfortable using the word, but I know what a pussy is. It's a girl-part. The woman got a strange look on her face as a muffled male voice could be heard yelling from between her legs.

“What the hell is going on here?!”

The woman gasped and pulled down her skirt and panties...in public no less! I made it so people would look away. A pair of eyes had appeared above her girl-part. The eyes looked really frightened! “What's happened to me?” The man yelled.

The woman started to smile. “Why, Jason, hello down there.” She touched herself in a way that made me blush! The man moaned, and he sounded....um...happy!

“So you can feel that, hm? Guess what? You're going to find out a lot of new things!”

“N..no...!!! Someone help me!”

The woman giggled as she pulled up her skirt and ran off, no doubt thinking of new ways to pleas....torture her new part-ner.

I giggled. Get it? Part-ner? Oh..never mind.

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I hadn't had to change the woman's mind much to make her do that. Some people, I realized, were, well, naughty. It intrigued me a little. I wondered what it would be like to be naughty! “Hey Jack?”

“Yes my love?”

That made me feel really nice! “Mm...how can a girl be naughty?”

“Lots of ways, I guess. She could like boys and girls, or just girls. That's kind of naughty.”

I noticed his man-part seemed to like that kind of naughty. Ew! I felt sorry for Gloriana now; it was icky to be a boy!

Just then, I heard a wish that fell right in line with my thoughts.

“Dude, Vegas sucks. There's not enough cute girls.” A boy grouched.

“I know, I thought it would be, you know, pretty girls everywhere you looked!”

“I know...I wish it was like that!”

“Wish....totally granted!” I laughed as everyone within the boy's line of sight turned into a pretty girl, even his friend! I even changed the girls; I mean, who would mind being prettier? I changed them at random. Some got shorter. Some got taller. Some had red hair. Others blonde. Or brunette.

Even I got prettier, which made me happy.

Oh and Jack? Well, he gasped as he changed into a very pretty teenaged girl. She now had short dark hair with long bangs (I'd seen some older girls with that haircut, and it looked neat!) and she looked at me, quite confused. “...Mistress?”

“You're my girlfriend now. Does that bother you?”

She blinked, then smiled. “No Mistress.”

“Your new name is Jackie. Do you like it?”

She nodded and hugged me. “Very much!”

I should point out that not all the new women were happy with their change of status. There were gasps, screams, cars crashing as their drivers shrank into petite young beauties...you get the idea. This was still fun, but I knew I was going to get bored soon.

I needed some really neat wishes to work with! I glanced at Jackie, who looked really silly trying to hold up her pants; I'd made her a lot shorter, so I wouldn't have to look up as much when I talked to her.

“Come on Jackie, let's get you some new clothes. And then, let's visit Daddy.” I grinned.

Oh yes, this was going to be so much fun!

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To be continued....