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Magickant High: Chapter 1
Chapter One: Getting Accepted
It was a typical Monday afternoon as I paced around my bedroom flat looking through my mail. After having applied to several private schools across the country, I was hoping to be accepted to one that pertained to my special talents. Of course, now you think I’m begging my story by bragging about how smart I am, but seeing as I have skated through my past six years of my secondary school career with a D+ average, it can clearly be stated that without a doubt, I am not academically inclined. I work better at survival and artistic aspects of life. Giulia and Anna are better at the academics, which is good because they can retain their studies when they have to leave school for their hunting expeditions. They are able to learn everything except for the drilling exercises that Ray puts them through. Too bad no one will know that the Yirrel girls were hunters of the things that go bump in the night...well at least two of the three do.
Anyway, it was
Magickant High: Prologue
Prologue: a quick history
So, it is safe to assume that you are reading this to try and understand my story. I don’t know how you got my journal. I only gave it to those I trusted to help bring this revolution for my people to pass. In any case, I’m glad you read this, that is, unless you are a hunter, in which case, may all that you read seem like a typical supernatural fairy tale written by some author who thinks they know what it is they’re talking about. Not that you would heed this warning, but hey, I can try, right?
The things is: I do know what I’m talking about, or at least I would hope I knew about my own life and society that I belong to. Though I cannot say I know everything I can say one thing: not all of us are as evil and vile as what people assume. I mean, don’t get me wrong, there IS evil in the world, but there is a balance that must be maintained. I should know. I am one of the races that have to control the balance of the worlds of man a
Lost CauseGoing out on a cold winter's night to fetch some pizza for his brothers, Michelangelo stumbles upon something in a dark alley that brings back unsettling memories. A life that mirrored his in only the timeline of chance meetings.
Set in the 2012 universe, some years later.
Nominated in the 2013 Stealthystories Fanfiction Competition for BEST Drama and BEST Michelangelo.
The snowflakes swirled around his nose as puffs of his breath arose in front of him as he walked along towards his favorite pizza pick-up joint, Pizza Joes. A few years ago he and his brothers had helped the owner, Joe, out of a stick up situation and in gratitude had guaranteed the boys free pizza whenever they wanted. Tonight, because of the snow, Michelangelo had volunteered to go out in the cold to get them some of the comforting cheesy-goodness. Though he and his brothers found it uncomfortable in the winter in New York, he loved the snow.
The box was warm through t
Graduation: A Walk to RememberA platform scaling to new heights.
Waiting an eternity for a beginning.
Her nervous hands grasped white parchment.
My future begins in this moment.
Time is frozen at high speed.
Fin revamped: Once Upon a Time.
SasuSaku: Reunion Part 1
It was a warm, summer day in the Hidden Leaf village. The freshly blossomed trees and flowers blowing in the summer breeze. While the birds flying through the cloudless blue sky. The surroundings were peacefully, men of the village were out working hard on their missions, women out doing chores around the house hold, doing task at the village’s markets, taking care of their children since schools out for the summer so the children are out enjoying the lovely weather.
“Shina! Daisuke! Stop it I am going as fast as I can.” A female voice called out that was anger and annoyed.
“But mom we are bored!” a ten year old boy whined. He blew his black hair out of his eyes that matched his hair.
“Daisuke I can’t leave you and your sister alone at home.”
“But we want to go play.” Another ten year old child replied. Her short pink hair was pulled back with a red headband as her mint green eyes started at her mother’s mat
Three Cups (one-shot) (Uk/Arg+Falklands)Even though I’m not human, I still have an age, I’m still fourteen years old, but only physically. Even if I’m stuck in time, I excitedly watch the snow falling down ever winter. And even though my death probably won’t happen, at least in this century, blood still runs through my veins, my heart throbs, and I, too, can get ill. My symptoms are not different from a normal human being’s, and I, too, get educated like children my age.
Many don’t understand that, while others accept it as a reality beyond question. They treat us normally, but when themes such as my age come out, the difference between us and them gets more evident. Sometimes, I play with the kids from my islands, even if I have more things to worry about, I can’t help it, but I try not to do it too often, too.
When our fun comes to an end I see them leaving along their progenitors, those who gave them life. They don’t talk about anything of the kind, when they realize I
Yoga"You're not going to be weirded out when we meet in person are you?"
"Are you going to be uncomfortable?"
I open my mouth to answer but pause. Was I going to be uncomfortable? Could I still hug her or would that make her uncomfortable? I sigh "I don't know maybe, I mean I guess if I act distant for a few minutes don't freak out it's perfectly normal..."
She laughs "I'm not much of a hugger anyway."
I smile and before I can reply she giggles "I mean I get it, but it doesn't have to be uncomfortable, you're the same as you've always been, just don't mention how hot I am in my yoga pants."
My eyes widen and my cheeks suddenly burn "oh golly!" I blurt "I don't think I'm the only one who has complimented you on your yoga pants!" I slap my forehead and mumble "I'm never mentioning you and yoga pants in the same sentence again..."
All I can hear is nonstop chuckles.
"It's not that funny!"
"I can totally imagine your face right now, all wide eyed a
And I Always Will Be It was just unreal.
There was just no way it could have happened. Not just like that.
It doesn't work that way, it shouldn't. But it did.
And now, everything's gone to Hell.
She was my best friend. We were always together, laughing, hugging, we were practically sisters. Always there for each other, caring, kind, we were inseparable.
This one, tragic day.
She'd been slipping for a few years now, her mood drops suddenly, she'll stop speaking, the spark in her eyes that made her alive would dim. Of course, as her best friend, I caught it. I always asked what was wrong, what could I do, if she needed anything.
It was her family, and school, and all this other shit she didn't need to worry about. 'Scuze my language.
Her mom was a mean one, her dad oh so genero
A Hunter and a Bird“Run, Crow!”
A loud roar sounded frighteningly close and a small, six-year-old boy took off, running faster than his legs had ever carried him before.
His foster father yelled a challenge at the winged best that slammed its dreadful claws on the ground, a challenge that was meant to distract it so Crow could escape.
Only, this creature was no fool. Crow was its target. Its moving target.
It took its clawed hand and smacked the father to the side of it, sending the man sprawling into the sand.
Crow shrieked, hearing his father's muffled cry and the dragon's growl vibrate the ground before its pounding footsteps charged after him.
“Crow keep running! Don't stop! Don't look back! Keep goi-” His father's words were cut off, molding into a harsh yell as the dragon lunged forward, it claw snagging the back of Crow's shirt and dragging him back.
The boy cried out his parent's name in fear, but the beast that had him hissed, s
PN: A Letter/Surat KecilLombok,
5 March 23xx
How are you? Have you been healthy and happy?
I am now, just having a little homesick here. Worry not, though, the school is great, and so is the students! I've finally made friends and hadn't had serious fights like how i did in my previous school. Had I told you I finally visited Bali? It's just within minutes travelling from here and it sure is a beautiful place! I haven't had the chance to travel to your birthplace, though. Heard people saying it's nice, so I think I should plan a trip there, don't you think so? Any suggestion where to go?
Today is the day you left so I kind of having a little, um... celebration. It's my favourite Cinnamon Apple Pie you used to bake when you're still here. Remember how I refused to have dinner and eating just that for the whole day? Also how I messed up the entire kitchen trying to help you make the fillings? I still haven't had quite the hand to cook stuff, though, so I asked Nana to make it for me. Oh, have I
Tobias Henry Kal~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Mistral City: 2 years after Adam re-crowned prince.
"Come on! You're not even trying!!!" Skittle laughed at her Skylord friend, who was desperately trying to keep control of her hover board.
"Easy for you to say!!! You Aetherinians can keep your wings and hover boards, but us Skylords are staying with our airships." She snapped. Skittle flew down and got her friend back up right.
"Here's a tip. The board moves when you want to. Lean forward just tad." She said still giggling. The board moved forward slowly as Thalia did as she instructed.
"Okay, good! You're doing great! Now lean to the left a little." She said cruising beside her. Thalia's board tilted and she began to turn.
"Awesome!! Keep doing that!!!" Skittle shouted. She switched as her friend laughed with delight. She was actually doing it!! Soon, her brunet friend was getting cocky.
"Alright, good, good, careful! Careful! WATCH OUT!!" Skittle yelled wat
Summer misery with a silver liningHey all~!
Sorry I haven't been on except to chck messages! I've been at work at a Sumer camp. I fucking hate who I'm working with. They've changed into apathetic assholes who I don't want to tolerate. But I Only have weekend shifts with them and otherwise don't really need to talk to them at the lunch shift. It was much better when my mom was here but, I'm over it. If I quit I would only miss one week of work because you have to give two weeks notice, so it's not even worth it. Only three weeks and I can write and draw peacefullyZ whenever I'm home injust sleep and relax cuz I can't do it here. Anyway, needed a bit of relief.
Thanks for bearing with me.
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