Monsters at the Door 6 of 9

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"Stay back you gross ghoulie green goblins!" the chocolate haired girl warned as she struck a daring noble pose. She was dressed in a short sleeve form fitting blue top that emphasized a vibrant, youthful, and ample chest. On her hips was draped a short and swishy red skater skirt with a flowery hem, while her long luscious legs were dressed in sheer and silky dark pantyhose. She stood her ground in a pair of cute and polished black mary jane flats.

Chelsea Pryce, the adventure girl hailing from the seaside town of Ravenport, a student of Waverly Hollow, and the self proclaimed "Defender of the bridge between realms" waved an ancient ankh defensively in the direction of the gathering grabby goblins. She was not inherently a "magical girl" but Chelsea Pryce was more than just average. When she was in the presence of an artifact containing magical properties, she could harness that power and perform feats of magic. It was a trait that garnered her special abilities while also bringing her into situations where she faced dangers that quite literally transcended worlds! Chelsea's plucky and brave persona often led to her jumping into these perilous encounters with all the courage inspired by her mentor Ansel Crane and all the serial adventure stories she was raised upon.

In this most recent adventure, her fastidious studies of the occult and parallel dimensions led her to a Doorway that connected a Goblin realm with a long forgotten temple in the South American jungles. She discovered an artifact, an ancient ankh, that might contain the power to close that portal, and prevent evil from escaping from its trapped dimension. The goblins however, had other ideas.

She needed more time to research the powers of the ankh in order to close the Door and contain the goblins. But she also knew that other nefarious forces would be on the trail of the magic, and the trace it left across dimensions. Chelsea's adventure had brought her into contact with a young reporter named Dawn Meadows, famed star of the Rose Tribune in New York City, heiress to the vast Meadows fortune. This Dawn Meadows woman had the resources and Library that would allow Chelsea to safely perform her research and stop the goblins.

Unfortunately she was out of time. The goblins had found her before she could meet up with Dawn Meadows. Chelsea threatened the creatures with fierce magic as she brandished the ancient artifact. The monsters were wary of the slender but determined girl, fearful of what magical abilities she might possess as they spoke in their agitated guttural language. To prove her powers, Chelsea channeled the energy of the ankh and unleashed a blast of powerful magic upon the encroaching goblins!

But Chelsea was not the only one who was learned in the ways of magic. The goblins had a Shaman among them. A wizened old creature, that possessed an understanding of the arcane ways of magic as well. And for all of Chelsea's bluster, bravado, and bravery, she was a young girl that still had more inexperience than refined magical talent.

And so she fired off her energy blast by harnessing the enchantment within the ankh, but the more experienced Shaman was able to deflect the pulse back at the surprised girl. With a wide eyed shocked expression and an unsuspecting yelp, Chelsea found herself blasted by her own spell! The shock rocked the slender girl right off her feet where she landed in a heap on the unforgiving stone floor of the cave. Her red skirt draped over her hips in an imperfectly modest way showing more generous portions of her pantyhose clad thighs than was approved of for a girl. Her chocolate brown hair splayed out in luxurious shiny locks on the rock surface, as her head smacked painfully against the floor. Between the magical blast and knocking her head on the ground, her smoky shadowed eyelids drooped shut as she dizzily drifted into unconsciousness. Her soft glossy red lips parted as gentle breaths were forced out of her winded body.