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Determined to rescue their favorite teacher, Conner, Lexa, and Melanie confront their worst fears and use their powers in unexpected ways to defeat Lady Nightwing, the treacherous Darkhand leader. But when the trio makes a terrible choice to save Dr. Timberi, their powers may not be enough to keep everyone alive. A thrilling conclusion to the Middle School Magic series!
Conner Dell is worried about his teacher and mentor, who was captured by an evil and ruthless enemy, largely because Conner’s sister, Lexa, acted badly. A few weeks later, Conner is worried about how the teacher, Dr. Timberi, is doing–and if he’s even alive.
Conner Dell didn’t mean to blow up the substitute teacher.
Not that he minded since the guy was a jerk to the gazillionth power. And, to be fair, that incident wasn’t completely his fault. Lexa, and Melanie, helped with that too.
Conner also didn’t mean to zap every power line and transformer in Nashville like popcorn in a microwave. Things like this just seemed to happen when young Magi were around, the natural combination of adolescence, strange powers, and a secret battle raging between the followers of Light and Dark.
At the moment, though, Conner wasn’t worried about the cosmic battle between Magi and their Darkhand enemies. For now, his main battle involved his algebra homework.
Alone in his room, he glared at the textbook, stifling a burning hatred for whatever idiot had first shoved letters and numbers together.
X makes a sound! He thought. It’s not a number.
As frustration rose, he pounded a clenched fist onto his desk, which cracked and crumpled to the floor.
The Light gave all Magi a special gift or ability when their powers first Kindled. Conner had superstrength and speed, which came in handy when fighting bad guys. But superstrength also led to a lot of damage in the off-hours.
He reached down and grabbed the algebra book from the top of the wreckage, resisting the urge to hurl it through the wall. Instead, he grabbed a football and pounded it back and forth from hand to hand. The sharp slap matched his frustration, and so he threw it harder, ignoring the burning numbness .
He considered asking Melanie for help. Melanie Stephens— his sister’s best friend, and Conner’s . . . well, Conner didn’t know what to call her officially, but excitement flutter-kicked inside his chest as he thought about her peach-scented red hair and sparkling Dr. Pepper–brown eyes. And with the Light enhancing her already supersmart brain, Melanie could do algebra as easily as Conner broke stuff. Asking her would be easy. Since the Trio—he, Melanie, and his twin sister Lexa—had Kindled, they could head-talk, or communicate telepathically.
Conner started to open his thoughts to call Melanie, but a whispered hiss filled his ears.
Across the room, the shadows on the wall came to life, pulsing with energy, like black jellyfish in the air.
When the shadows whispered his name again, Conner dropped the football and opened his mind to them. He couldn’t understand them as clearly as he had when he’d come out of the Shadowbox. Since the Lucents had healed him, the guilt and darkness of the soul-torture had faded. But he also couldn’t connect to the shadows as easily or understand them as well.
Sometimes he got close, mostly when his emotions grew hot and strong. At those times, the raw strength of his feelings seemed to connect to the shadows, the way a tourist in a foreign country might yell loud enough to be understood occasionally.
And now, with his frustration creating a connection, Conner felt a mental click as a pathway opened between his mind and the shadows.
He stretched his arm out, and the shadows flew at him from every corner of the room, pouring through the air like black syrup at high-speed. Soft and cold, they landed in his hand, wrapping his stinging fingers with the sensation of icy silk.