"Zachariah! Look out!" yelled Sandy.

Sandy and Zachariah were two adventurers. They worked for a top-secret mission agency called T.H.E.M. It was used for good, not for evil. They were on a mission to find out about a magical wizard, who was dead, and use his magic to make a world just like their great grandparents - Leslie and Jesse. They would soon learn that it's not the magic that makes the man, but rather it's his imagination.

"Sandy! I can't . . . hold . . . on . . . much . . . " yelled Zachariah.

"Longer!" he yelled as he fell off a cliff and down into a steamy pile of magma.

"Zachariah! No!" Sandy said. She tied one end of a rope to the cliff and the other to her waist. She jumped down and grabbed Zachariah's hand. Sandy pulled, and pulled, and pulled. Her hand was red and tired. Nobody could move. They were stuck.

Terabithia was where they needed to go. Their great grandparents had been resting there and were close to dead. They had the power, so they lived much longer than most humans, but their power was low, and their weakness was high. Leslie was in tiptop shape, but very tired. Jesse was lazy, and just sat there, ordering around the magnificent creatures.

Sandy had thought of the idea and was ready to pull up Zachariah. She tugged, and soon she pulled them both up to the edge of the cliff. Sandy, tired and sore, took a deep breath and stood up. They walked back to their base. They then got a special mission, and headed off to get the wizard's power, (that was their assignment) so they could create a world of servicing and commanded creatures.

They would be pushed around, but Sandy and Zachariah didn't care for the creatures. They hunted for days and days and days until they'd found the body of the wizard. Next to it was a jar of blue powder. They knew it was the magic so they mixed it with a special ingredient and then drank it. They felt so powerful. They changed a spot near New Zealand into a land of creatures that served and protected them. They soon were changing the whole world.

They went to Terabithia and then they changed it to what they wanted. Leslie screamed, and Jesse wailed for mercy on the land, but they were to weak to even get close to stopping them. They were working for the good side, but belonged on the bad side. They changed everything into a creature that would serve them. When they had taken the powder, a small ghostlike creature had followed them to where they had been.

Sandy was busy waving her hand and changing some trees into monsters, while Zachariah was staring down at the small ghost. The ghost had stared up at him, and then flew inside Zachariah. He screamed as the little ghost had sucked out all of the magic. Then it went on to Sandy. It took the power out of everyone's hands, except Leslie and Jesse. The little ghost had disappeared, and Sandy and Zachariah were in jail, where they belonged. Leslie and Jesse had died five years later, but when it happened, her grandchild, Sandy's mother, had had a baby. And they knew, Terabitha (the way it used to be before Sandy and Zachariah) was in good hands.