at 6am,  draco-rex woke up the others at camplamplight. The time was now to move on the mountian. After waking up  thegrape, ,  dragoan,  thdragon and  fatwolf012, They all gathered up what ever they thought would aid them in their battle against Sean. Draco grabed his Rapior that he won in a Fencing Torunament a few years ago, Greg grabed the crew's only blowtoarch, Fatwolf had his oversized skillet, Thdragon had a shovel, Thegrape grabed another shovel, and dragoan had... had...
Draco: um dragoan, i don't think salt will be any help against Sean...
Dragoan: o.o but salt melts ice right..?
Greg: i think you'd need a lot more then one salt shaker...
dragoan: T.T
After a final check of their equipment, They pilled into the trucks. Draco had Greg ride with him in his car, while thegrape shared his car with Fatwolf, and Thdragon got in with Dragoan at shotgun. Before they drove off however, they picked up a hichhiker on the roof of Grape's truck. Seems that Beamh wanted a piece of this action!
The took off at a good clip, push their trucks as hard as they would dare, starting to climb the trial that lead up the far end of the mountian.
Already Ice clusters were apearing along the path. But thankfuly there was no obsturtions. Unill they passed a ancinet windmill that was incased in so much ice that it was a wonder it was still standing. Then they came upon A gigantic Icewall that ate up most of the land from the cliff to the other side of the mountian which rose up high above them.
Thegrape looked up at the impentrable ice wall from the windshield of his velical. "Wow.... some one's been busy" he said
Dragoan chose this moment to pop out of his truck and to throw the salt shaker at the ice wall...
need less to say all it did was metl like 1/100000th of an inch off of the icewall. Even though that seemed insginfigant, it did reveal a flaw in the ice. It seems that they had finaly found the fuelsologe of the plane they were on, and it had gotten frozen over by the ice. Also it seems that the ice didn't reach inside the plane's metal shell, sort of like how a cave might remain free of snow after an avlange. Greg got out of draco's velical and went up to the Ice infront of the plane. Draco joined him. Draco turned to greg and asked "do you think the ice is thin enough here?"
Greg turned back to draco, turned on the blowtourch and said " i think so, but only one way to find out."
Dragoan turned toward fatwolf and said: told ya the salt was a good idea :p
fatwolf: yeah yeah yeah...
thdragon: good going doc
beamh (still hiding from view, this time on the bed of the trucks) : ...

After a few minutes withe the blowtorch, the ice cracked, and then shatered before Greg, falling in to picess at his feet. "All clear, looks like it is a strighte shot to the otherside guys" called greg as he brushed away some fothe the shaprer ice away from the front of the plane's fuelsolodge.
Once everyone was back in their trucks, draco took a test go at the plane. The truck fit, but only barely. Good thing they booked a flight with a big cargospace other wise they would have to crawl through to the other side, and lets face it, dragoan would have got stuck. Once on the other sided, Draco flashed his tail lights to signal for the others to drive on through. Once on the other side, they continued their journney up mountian.
The higher they drove, the narrower and narrower the road became to the point where they had to adbandon the trucks and take what they could carry in their arms with them. As they climbed, TheGrape was the first one to notice that snow was starting to fall around them. Soon the ground was covered in snow and ice, and a shape started to loom ahead of them on the trial. But before they could figure out what it was, some strange shapes rose out of the darkness before them.
Draco: wh-what (shivering due to cold) is th-that?
Greg: bugger
Thegrape: bugger?
fatwolf: what does that even mean -_-?
greg: it means HUGE ICICLES INCOMING :O
and so they were, about 12ft long, and as sharp as pins, about 300 (yes THREE HUNDRED!) of these things were flying right at the lamplight crew
draco: o.o oh my..
It was then that a yellow blur lept over their heads and toward the icicle storm. It was Beamh! Beamh landed and jumped again right infront of the incoming icicles. Using his spear, The beam kirby delfedcted some of the income icicles by spinning his weapon. This gave the lamplight crew enough breaving room to keep moving, thought they had to keep watch out for any stray iclecles that Beamh might had missed. Finally, they managed to reach the top of the mountian, and clear the iceical frenzey. A tired Beamh fell to the snow and was picked up by Thdragon as they all looked up at the sight before them.
Draco: well, that's new...
Greg: how the friskies did we miss THAT?
theGrape: DUDDDEEE :O
dragoan: o.o
fatwolf: OmO
thdragon: HOLY-
beamh: ZZZzzzz
before them, rising out of the snow like a giant iceburg rose a giant castle. It looked like it might had been made out of stone, but the thing was covered under so much ice that it looked like it was made from it. Above them rose five tall towers, each one taller then the last. The final tower, seemed to scrach the sky above them, as around it's roof was a very wrong colored clould. It didn't take much brians to figure out where Sean was now.
Draco: Witch of Narina eat your heart out...

By now the sun was setting and they needed a way in, so together they marched around to where the Gate to the long walled cardor was and they fround the front door. Again Draco and crew wondered how the heck they missed this thing the day before. The front doors of the masive castle ro-
fatwolf: CAN WE PLEASE GO IN NOW I'm FREAZING MY TAIL OFF HERE!
draco: um... but i don't know how to open it...
*nariator: ahem...* The front doors of the massive castle rose above them, unopenable, unbreachable, now mater how hard they tried to break them down, they would not yield. Utill dragoan had an idea
dragoan: maybe we should knock o.o?
draco: meth, why not?
and so he knocked on the masive door, and as slilent as a wisper, it opend wide. Beyond them was a long hallway filled with iced over banners and colloums, along with three massive doors, two of which were iced over while the other was left wide open.
Draco turned to Greg and said : another trap?
Greg: yeah, but i think we have no choice, I have to save some of the blowtororch fro sean... so i guess for now we play by his rules.
Fatwolf: I don't care if it is trap or not... standing still is making me FREAZE!
thgrape: yeah... i a.a ACHOO... sniff agree
Draco: i guess it is into the breach dear friends
at this remark draco recieved about 5 snowballs to his face.

After going down a long hallway, they came to a large ornate starcase that had once been covered in hundres of undreds of seals, charms, banishments, hexes, curses, restructons, gates, ropes, chains. and locks. but all that was left of the barriers was a pile of junk at the base of the stairs. It was obvoious that Sean must be close to the artifacts by now and they had to hurry. They ran up the stairs as fast as they could. As they ran, the stairs started to creak and groan under their weight. Due to all the ice on the stairs, they had weakned and coudn't hold their weight. It was durring the moment the stairs colasped that each of them felt a strange shock. suddenly draco's wings opend, Greg hovered, along with fatwolf and... well, dragoan went thud. thdragon managed to grab draco's leg before he fell and still keep his hold on Beamh.
Draco: wow.. what a rush... hey my wings! does this mean we can preform our old powers again?
Greg: no, i just tried a fire ball and only got smoke. This is bad
Thegrape: (who had Gregs tail) how is this bad?
Greg: well if the barrior against magic has weakend, then that means that Sean is all the more power full. we must hurry before it is too late
Draco: what about Dragoan?
Greg: we should leave him for now, after all, even my hover spell and your wings and Fatwofl's hover spell have their limits.
Dragoan: it's okay i think i'll stay here o.o
with that Draco with thdragon holding on to his leg and Beamh in a strong hold, along with Fatwolf and Greg with thegrape on his tail flew up toward the top of the tower. finaly, when draco thought his wings would give out, they saw the landing before the top room fo the the tower. they landed there, readed their weapons, (by now beamh was awake and found out that he had his beam kirby power back,). They stood before the final door, a door marked with Sean's mark
what ever lay beyond that door would not be good for the lamplight crew. Saddly, my tail is done, and it is now for  Greggrth to finish this tail
however there is one last thing that draco wonders...
draco: um... where's agu?
greg: oops..
thdragon: at least some one got to sleep in..