Cinderella: Ninja Warrior by Maureen McGowan

Author:Maureen McGowan [McGowan, Maureen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Juvenile Fiction, Fairy Tales & Folklore, Adaptations, Interactive Adventures
ISBN: 1607102552
Google: 9kSdcQAACAAJ
Amazon: B0061S3UT8
Publisher: Silver Dolphin Books
Published: 2011-04-01T07:00:00+00:00

Before long, it was down to only twenty-three contestants in both the wand and no-wand groups combined. No one had a perfect record; each of the remaining wanna-be wizards would be out with even one more failure.

“Remaining wand contestants, step forward, please,” the announcer’s voice boomed, and the group of nine stepped onto the floor.

Ten wizards stood opposite them, arms crossed over their chests and all wearing different-colored robes. The crowd murmured as if they guessed what was coming, and Cinderella looked over to the faces of her fellow contestants to see if any of them could offer any clues. All she saw was abject fear.

She scanned the crowd for Ty. Seeing him right now might make her feel better, more confident, but he was nowhere to be found in the lower sections where she could make out some faces.

Higher in the stands, she saw that the prince was seated and had moved forward on his chair in anticipation. His purple velvet cape was lined with snow-white fur and his crown, sitting on tightly tied-back hair, glistened in the afternoon light.

Although she couldn’t make out his features from this distance, she couldn’t really understand why girls thought he was so special. Sitting on that fancy chair, his hair all tied back, his clothing so ornate, he really did look stiff and stuffy, despite what Ty had said about him.

The announcer waved his wand in a huge, sweeping gesture, and a second later, Cinderella saw her reflection. The announcer had used magic to build a clear wall a foot in front of the line of contestants. She and a few of the others tentatively reached forward to touch the barrier. Hard as rock but pulsating, it sent vibrations through her body, and she pulled her hand back.

From what did they need protection?

The first contestant, number 63, was called out from behind the screen. The largest of the entire group, he was close to six and a half feet tall, towering over the rest of them.

The announcer said something she couldn’t hear from behind the clear barrier and 63 braced himself, raising his wand in front of his face in a defensive mode. He took a step forward, and that was when Cinderella noticed a red line about twenty feet ahead of the boy. It appeared all he had to do was cross that line. But it couldn’t be that simple, could it?

He took another step, and a huge flame shot toward him.

Cinderella’s head snapped toward the group of wizards across the arena floor, and she tried to guess from whose direction it had come, but was distracted as another wizard flicked her wand to send a huge swarm of bees toward the boy.

He ducked under the flame—it barely singed the cloth of his shirt—but he didn’t move fast enough to avoid the bees. He waved his wand frantically, but it only seemed to increase the number of bees. Number 63 had barely regained his balance when a fireball hit him square in the chest.

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