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salmondragon55

Ohhhhh!  Sounds interesting Art Kitten!  Can't wait to hear more!

 

-Salmon

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The name's Salmon, or Sunrise to my wolf pals (HOWL)

 

I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.

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skyscraperarrow12

can't wait to read ur story art kitten! :) :D

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Call Me Destiny, Mai, Meanie, Dune, or Mina

?WHO AM I REALLY?

A Warrior?

A Seeker?

A Fighter?

A Greencloak?

A Hero?

A Musician?

A Reader?

A Survivor?

A Challenger?

A Normal Girl?

A Human?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The truth is...

 

I'm all of them

 

And that's who I will always be...  

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artkitten320

Sooo late, but whatever.

 

The roar of the crowd is deafening, but it’s background noise. Ignoring the game in front of me, I open the album to the first page.

Two young girls smile out at me, beaming with all their might. Soccer uniforms are dirty and covered in grass stain, they’re oblivious to this. Knowing who the picture was of, yet wanting to see the writing, I flip the photo to see the back:


Sophie and Eva. After first soccer game. 5 years old.

 

That was us. That is us. At least, part of us. A sharp whistle draws my attention from the album, and I look up at the game. I know it’s risky looking through the album during my game, but I have no choice. I want to remind myself of that time, and why this game was so important. Seeing that I don’t need to play yet, I refocus on the album.

 

Turning the pages, I skim through all the pictures of Sophie and I. These were before the accident. Halting on a page,

 

I see myself with Sophie. We were 13 then, exactly four years ago. Unable to stop myself, I’m sucked into that moment, four years ago, when the accident happened.

Laughing and racing down the field, I tried to shield the doubts from my mind. The state qualifying meet was next day. , Not the ideal option to have a game before a big soccer event but we made a commitment and we were going to stick to our word.

 

“Pass the ball!” Sophie called out to me, twenty minutes later during the game. I passed it to her, and she starts dribbling towards the goal. Her guard started giving her a hard time, trying to steal back the ball for their team, the Lions. We were the Zebras, ironically, and the two teams have always been arch rivals. I raced to help Sophie, ditching my guard as I sprinted down the field. The Lions sometimes played dirty, usually getting away with something if the referee didn’t  notice. I saw a leg go out to trip Sophie, who was racing ahead and didn’t notice anything amiss.

 

“Sophie!” I called out, hoping she’ll see the attempt to trip her, but I was too late. Running right into the leg, Sophie  went flying. It was not  far, but it was enough. Being right near the goal, Sophie landed on her back, seemingly hitting her head on the goal post. She didn’t  get up. By this time the referee has noticed, and stalled the game. I raced to Sophie, checking her pulse through tears. I felt a pulse, faint but there. Tears in my eyes, I felt a hand on my shoulder, pulling me away from Sophie. My coach escorted the team away, trying to keep us out of the way. Soon, an ambulance was there, and Sophie was being carried away on a stretcher.

 

“Sophie!” I called, making an attempt to chase the ambulance. Stopping at the edge of the field I gazed as my best friend, the one who shared the sport we loved, was carried away to the hospital. Little did we know that that game was the last time she’d ever play soccer.

 

Snapping out of memory lane, I look up into the stands. I see Sophie on the end of the row, in her lime green wheelchair. The accident had paralyzed her lower body, confining her to a wheelchair. Giving me a thumbs up, she mouths the mantra that we’d always called to each other: Never give up.

 

Glancing in my direction, my coach motions me over. Tucking the photo album into my bag, I head over to him. Pointing to my position, he switches me out with Mia, who sends me an encouraging smile. I smile back, not really feeling it.

 

Running into my position, I mentally berate myself for not looking at the field. While lost in thoughts, the score had shifted. The Eagles, our opponents, had tied the score. Unless we wanted to go into overtime, we had to break it. This was the finals. Whoever won would win the title of the state champions, a huge honor.

 

“Eva!” Lily calls, over on my right. She passes the ball to me, and I take off down the field, dribbling the checkered soccer ball between my feet. Seeing an opponent from my left, I quickly pass the ball to Hannah, who was up near the goal. Narrowly escaping her guard, Hannah receives the ball and positions herself to take the shot. Beyond hopeful I watch as she takes the shot, aiming with precision. If we won this match, it would complete our dream. It would be as if Sophie was on the field with us, apart of the team she always wanted to be. Of course it wasn’t that easy.

 

I see it happening in slow motion, my mind flashes back to the day of the accident. A leg sticking out to trip Hannah. Sprinting faster than I ever had before, I manage to pass Hannah, momentarily receiving the ball from her. The tripping leg pulls back in, realizing that there’s no need since Hannah doesn’t have the ball. I dribble around to the other side of the goal, hoping for a clearer shot. My guard is catching up to me, and I know there are only moments to spare. Taking aim, I kick the ball towards the goal, adding a spin on it to make it go faster. It was Sophie’s favorite move, and I use it as often as I can. Seeing the ball going towards the goal, I know it will go in. It does.

 

What happens next is a blur. The one clear thing that I remember is running into the stands and throwing my arms around Sophie, tears streaming down our faces. This was it. Our dream was completed.

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@Icicle: beautiful! i was too lazy to check for spelling and grammer mistakes... if any...

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Call Me Destiny, Mai, Meanie, Dune, or Mina

?WHO AM I REALLY?

A Warrior?

A Seeker?

A Fighter?

A Greencloak?

A Hero?

A Musician?

A Reader?

A Survivor?

A Challenger?

A Normal Girl?

A Human?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The truth is...

 

I'm all of them

 

And that's who I will always be...  

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Here is part of a fanfic I wrote!

"Crunch" Conor froze as his foot crushed a fragile leaf. Hoping no one had heard him, he crept along a narrow path leading to his favorite hiding spot. But just before he got there Abeke leapt out from the bushes to his right and Uraza from the left. Abeke tackled him laughing as he spit out mouthfuls of just cut grass from his position on the ground. 

"I thought we decided on not using our spirit animals." He complained.
"But we said only the tackler could use them." replied Abeke still laughing.
"Fine" He muttered "it's my turn next anyway."
Abeke mimicked looking scared then ran off to find Meilen. Conor pushed himself to his feet and ran up the path back to their gathering place. Rollan was already sitting in the clearing when Conor ran in. He obviously had already been tackled from the prominent grass stains on his shirt and pants. Essix sat on his shoulder letting the faint breeze ruffle her golden brown feathers.
"looks like Meilen won again" he grumbled with an playful smirk on his face " pretty good for a panda as a spirit animal."
"You know we aren't allowed to use them anyway." Conor said jokingly.
He lifted his sleeve a little and Briggan appeared next to him. The playful wolf immediately began rubbing his head on Conor's legs and soon pushed him over. Conor toppled onto Briggan and playful held the wolf down. Briggan struggled and soon Conor lay with his back on the ground laughing as Briggan licked his entire face. When he finally got up off the ground he looked over only to see Rollan laughing so hard his face was bright red.
"If I didn't know that wolf better I would have thought he was as useless in battle as Jhi." Rollan said through laughter. One second later Meilen leapt out of the bushes onto Rollan's back.
"If you don't take that back right now I am going to punch it out of you." Meilen said with a smirk.
"Ok, ok I am sorry." Rollan apologized quickly " now can you get off of me?"
Meilen stood up and brushed herself off as Jhi came ambling out of the underbrush. Uraza and Abeke came running into the clearing almost as if they were one animal.
"My turn." Conor announced. Suddenly a loud horn echoed through the forest announcing the end of their playtime. It was time to get ready for their daily training classes. Once inside Greenhaven they rushed off to their rooms. Meilen threw open her door and quickly changed into her training uniform. For the girls it was a ankle pants with a belt that had their spirit animal on it, a loose shirt, a short green cloak, and a ribbon for their hair. As soon as she had finished she filled the water bowl in the corner for Uraza and grabbed a flask of water sweetened with honey for herself. When Uraza had finished drinking they both sprinted down the hall toward their first class. Meanwhile Conor rushed into his room changed into his uniform which consisted of knee length pants, a belt with Briggan on it, a loose shirt and a short green cloak. He tossed a small chunk of raw meat to Briggan and grabbed a piece of jerky from his snack shelf as he ran out the door to his first class. When Conor arrived Abeke was already there sitting on the smooth floor. To the left of the door their tutor Alexia stood waiting for Conor to assume his place opposite Abeke.
Then she spoke "Is everyone ready to began?" They both nodded, excitement plastered to their faces.
"Today we are going to work on stealth and working as a team with each other." She said. "Your goal is to sneak up on me, but if I hear anything suspicious I will turn around. If I see you you start over, understood?" They both nodded again and slipped into the artificial brush on the opposite side of the room. Abeke knelt beside Uraza and whispered "Can you help me? We need to work together to do this."
Uraza purred as if to say "We are a team now." Abeke felt a rush of power flow through her veins as she crept toward Alexia. Conor felt his instincts sharpen as he stood with his hand atop Briggan's head. He could now smell ten times better than he normally could and felt more powerful than he ever was by himself. Abeke crept noiselessly toward Alexia until she forgot to pay attention and stepped on a twig. Alexia whirled around and spotted her immediately.
"Conor you're turn." Alexia called as Abeke strode back to the end of the room.
Conor crept forward and was doing well until a fly flew into his ear and he slapped it on instinct. Alexia turned around and called to him "You're out." Conor walked back to the end of the room silently yelling at the fly for ruining his perfect stealth. Meanwhile Meilen sat in her first class waiting for Rollan to come. A couple minutes later he ran in and sat down on the navy pillow their tutor Fiora had bought for them.
"Today we are going to practice fighting" she announced smiling "I have two volunteers who will fight each of you individually." Two greencloaks strode into the room. The first had long brown hair tied up with a ribbon the second was male and had tousled brown hair and a boyish look.
"Rollan you will go second against Hawker, Meilen you will go first against Lydia ." Fiora said. "Take some time with Jhi and Essix before you start."
Meilen sat down next to Jhi and leaned against the panda invitingly soft fur as Jhi's peace enveloped her mind and body. She stood up her heart and mind at peace.
"I am ready." She said
"Alright" Fiora said " then began."
Lydia jumped forward as if in slow motion, her dull knife coming toward Meilen's chest. Meilen hopped to the side effortlessly at the last moment, giving Lydia no time to stop. She fell to the ground beside Meilen her knife skidding away on the smooth floor. Meilen immediately raced to Lydia's fallen knife and backflipped while doing a 180 to stand in front of Lydia who had just gotten up. She quickly put the knife to Lydia's throat and the fight ended.
"Rollan are you ready?" Hawker asked.
Rollan nodded then sprung toward Hawker using surprise as his main method. Hawker, who had quick reflexes immediately drew his dull broadsword and jabbed it toward the on coming Rollan. Rollan hesitated then leapt toward Hawker. Just before the sword would jab him he flung himself to the floor and as Hawker reacted in surprise Essix dove into his face her sheathed talons attempting to rip his surprised face. While trying to get Essix off he let go of his sword and fell back as Essix's beak ripped out a dozen hairs. Rollan leapt forward, grabbed the sword and advanced on Hawker. Hawker grabbed Essix's beak and attempted to twist it, which sent Essix screeching to the rafters. As Rollan advanced, Hawker did a front flip over him while performing a 180. He then put Rollan in a choke hold and the game was over.
"Rollan, what did you do wrong?" Fiora questioned.
"I got distracted by the fact that I was going to win." Rollan said shamefully.
"What might you do differently next time?" She asked.
"Keep my guard up." He said.
"Good." She answered "Now try again."
Just then the shrill screaching of the alarm horn sounded.

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~Tigress~

Or 

~Bookworm~

Or

~Guidepup~

Proud christian!

Guide dog trainer!

 

 

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@ Destiny: Thanks! I doubt that there are grammer mistakes and such, as I checked it very carefully before i submitted it to a local writing contest. If there were some, my teacher would have said, and doubtfully would have placed.

 

@ Tigress: Amazing!

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@Icicle: ooh... writing contest... that's interesting

 

@Tigress: nice story...

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Call Me Destiny, Mai, Meanie, Dune, or Mina

?WHO AM I REALLY?

A Warrior?

A Seeker?

A Fighter?

A Greencloak?

A Hero?

A Musician?

A Reader?

A Survivor?

A Challenger?

A Normal Girl?

A Human?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The truth is...

 

I'm all of them

 

And that's who I will always be...  

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Eh. Both of my friends placed before me. So I ended up tying third. >.< Didn't make it to state though....lucky LK.

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~An emo, musical loving,

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"Middle school boys are like the Black Plague.

Avoid them at all costs."~Mr. W

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@Icicle: i wouldn't even make it to 3rd place... i'm a HORRIBLE writer...

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Call Me Destiny, Mai, Meanie, Dune, or Mina

?WHO AM I REALLY?

A Warrior?

A Seeker?

A Fighter?

A Greencloak?

A Hero?

A Musician?

A Reader?

A Survivor?

A Challenger?

A Normal Girl?

A Human?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The truth is...

 

I'm all of them

 

And that's who I will always be...  

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Artkitten, Violetwolf those were awesome stories!  I say that you are both great writers and both of your stories were captivating to read!

 

-Salmon

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The name's Salmon, or Sunrise to my wolf pals (HOWL)

 

I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.

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@salmon: *squeaks* whoa ur back...

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?WHO AM I REALLY?

A Warrior?

A Seeker?

A Fighter?

A Greencloak?

A Hero?

A Musician?

A Reader?

A Survivor?

A Challenger?

A Normal Girl?

A Human?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The truth is...

 

I'm all of them

 

And that's who I will always be...  

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Sorry for the delay in posts, I've been going nuts with school!  Tests and projects have driven me to madness!

 

Salmon

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The name's Salmon, or Sunrise to my wolf pals (HOWL)

 

I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.

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tests are stupid... wait wut grade are u in...

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Call Me Destiny, Mai, Meanie, Dune, or Mina

?WHO AM I REALLY?

A Warrior?

A Seeker?

A Fighter?

A Greencloak?

A Hero?

A Musician?

A Reader?

A Survivor?

A Challenger?

A Normal Girl?

A Human?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The truth is...

 

I'm all of them

 

And that's who I will always be...  

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Well, my mom says that I'm not suppose to say what grade I'm in.  But trust me it is hard!

 

Salmon

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The name's Salmon, or Sunrise to my wolf pals (HOWL)

 

I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.

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For  Skyscraper Arrow (continued from my last story idea):

 

“You picked up the book, so I suppose you read the hint of what’s been going on here.  Yeah, I have a serious problem with this curse."

                It was not always this way…

“Why can’t I tell this story?!  It’s about me, so it’s mine.  Just let me do this one; come on, where's your humanity?”

                So dramatic.  It is against the rules for me to allow you to tell the story, so that’s a no, and to answer your other question I have no humanity.  I’m not a  human.

“Uggh.  Fine, just take us back.  Flashback time everyone, time to go and get the popcorn!”

                You know that I’m just going to play it anyway right?  You don’t have to announce it and make it so dramatic.  That's my job. 

“Forget this; I'm going to make popcorn.”

                Well, while we float along with this human drama queen who could really use an attitude adjustment...

“Hey, you try hearing a voice all day every day and see how you like it.  I'm ignoring you now!”

                We shall get right along with our story, so if you'll make yourself comfortable we'll get started.

 

 

                It was a cloudy Friday in Oregon, which could really be just about any time of year but in this case it was early spring.  Having just gotten out of school for the weekend, our heroine and her friends were riding down the sidewalk on scooters and bicycles toward their neighborhoods.

                “Hey, look at the yard sale at the McGregor’s!” shouted Tim; a dark haired boy from down the street who often carried around his baseball glove.  Never did he actually use it, in fact no one had seen him catch anything besides a cold, but it made him feel cool and that was good enough for him.

                Emily, more often known by her last name of Meshke, was the first to make it to the books in the yard and began to search the titles.  An avid book worm, she was looking forward to a weekend with a good book.

                Sapphira began to look amongst the treasures along the various tarps and tables for nothing in particular when something caught her eye.  Picking it up, she went over to Meshke and showed her the…

                                                  Pop.

                What?  Hum.  Yes, Sapphira brought the intricate piece of treasure to her friend who…

                                                Pop.  POP!

                What are you doing back th…

                                           POP! POP! POP! POP! POP!

“I TOLD YOU I WAS MAKING POPCORN!  WHAT?  IS THE NOISE INTERRUPTING YOUR TRAIN OF THROUGHT?!”

 

 

I hope you liked it ^.^  I will write more if you would like to see more!  You just have to say you'll come and see it again :D

 

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I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.

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salmondragon55

Hey all,

 

I've been working on something for a long time and it is very special to me.  It means a lot to me because I've woven my own dreams as well as friends and family into the story.  I thought that it would be fun to share it, if you'd like to see. ^.^

 

Also, give a shout out if you would like to be put into the story later on if you end up liking it!  That would be awesome to have my Spirit Animals friends in my story!  Anyway, I will give what I intended to be the first intro and chapter part of my story.  I personally think that it is still rough and needs some changes, so I value any constructive comments that I can get from you my friends.  Hope you like it!  Or at least can laugh at my strangeness! :D

 

    A full moon hung low in the sky as frogs and crickets sang the sweet lullaby that had carried Shawna off to sleep for as long as she could remember.  In the forest of the Cascades she and her mother lived in a cabin that her father had built for their family with his own hands. 

    “It was a work of love,” her mom had always said.  “It was all for you.  Your dad would sing as he worked and ensure that every inch was perfect, knowing that you would get to enjoy it someday.”

     Shawna had imagined her father many times from what her mother had said; as a man who was strong, loving, the kind of father that any girl could want.  But her dreams never satisfied her desire to know him.  Often, Shawna would hope and pray that God would send her father somehow.  Her mom had always avoided the subject of what happened to her father like it was a cancerous growth, the touchiness of the matter made her believe the worst must have happened to him.

    ‘Maybe he really isn’t dead,’ Shawna would think.  ‘He might work for the government, like MIB,’ she would laugh to herself.  ‘Or, maybe he’s a spy like in the movies.’  However, he would never come.  Mom never said it, but it had to be that her father was dead.  That could be the only reason.  It was this she thought of before she went to sleep.

            On the night that everything would change…

 

 

 

 

 

    It was one of the usual dreams. 

    “Oh look, it’s Jeff Corwin!” my dream self would shout.  “Mr. Corwin, Mr. Corwin!  If I could have a word with you, I’m an aspiring zoologist and I was curious if you have any internships open.  I would be the best candidate for the job I assure you.” 

    So my dream self doesn’t have the best skills at debate; but it always gets the job done.  However, when Corwin opened his mouth to say that I had the job, an unusual, miss-matched voice came out. 

    “Shawna, Shawna; can you hear me?” 

    Confused, and thrown off by the now melting scenery of my dream jungle; I tried to reply.  

    “Yes, what’s happening?”

    “I am trying to figure out the right frequency,” said the voice now coming out of a blob that used to be Jeff Corwin.  “Just a little bit more and I’ll have it.” 

    The room suddenly solidified, making me a bit nauseous, and came into focus.  I was now in a dark room, filled with the strangest (and dustiest) assortment of things I had ever seen.

    “Can you see me?” asked the owner of the voice as he wacked the top of a screen, which at the moment was screaming in protest.  “It’s been years since I used this blasted thing and I’ve never had much luck with it in the first place.” 

    “Yes, I can see you.”

    “Great Scott I’ve still got it!”  And with another slap to the screen it began to function correctly.

    I could not help but giggle at what I had dreamed up.  Out of all my dream people, this one had to be the best.  He had to be around 40, with dark hair so crazy it looked as if he had been playing with a light socket.  He seemed to be fit for his age and what was that accent?

    “I have urgent news for you miss!”

    Irish.  Definitely Irish.

    “Oh, you have?” I still can’t believe this guy; I am going to have to remember to write this down.

    “I must speak with you in regards to your father.”  He said as another piece of equipment let out a puff of dust when its fan kicked on.

    “What?”

    “This equipment will not hold for much longer, meet me in the living room.  I will explain everything shortly.”

    “Why can’t we just go there together?  It’s my dream, watch lets go.”  I tried to force my dream to go into the living room, but I got nowhere.

    “Shawna my girl, this may be in your dream, but this is not a dream.  Well, I’m not.  Oh!  This will make sense in the living room!”

            He turned a knob and I shot up in my bed, gasping for breath.  

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I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.

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    Wow, what a crazy dream.  I know it has to be a dream because I was asleep, but it was so vivid.  Almost like those ridiciulous dreams when you fall off of something like a cartoon, and just before you hit the ground you jolt to your senses.  

    “Ugg!”

    I flopped back down and contemplated what that dream could have been about (I began to think that it could possibly have been the new chili recipe mom had made that night).  I was about to close my eyes and go back to sleep when I heard an ever so slight grinding noise, then footsteps. 

    “Shawna,” said an Irish accent in a hushed voice, along with that grinding noise again.

    ‘No, it can’t be real,’ I thought to myself. 

    Out of instinct, I silently leapt out of bed and grabbed my trusty bat.  If it can hit triples, it can defend me!  The footsteps crept quietly closer.  Padding close to the door and hoisting my bat high, I waited as I held my breath. 

    As soon as the shadow rounded the corner to my open door I swung for the intruder’s arm, hoping to possibly disarm him.

    “Ah!  Shawna, Shawna calm down!” he hushed, “Is that any way to treat your Uncle?!”

    Of course that did not deter me for a minute from protecting my home.  Hey, how was I supposed to know if this guy was for real or not?  Just a minute ago he was a dream.

    “Mom! Mom!” I screamed.

    “Calm down!  You might flare!”

    “Mom!”

    Ol’ Irish accent didn’t have time to make another move.  I sort of knocked him unconscious.

    When my mom showed up in the hallway, I was standing ready to strike again if my prey started to wake up from his not so peaceful slumber.  I felt successful in keeping myself and my mom safe from this potential villain, and now my mom would tell me how brave I was and that I did a good job whacking this man.  And now I laughed as I thought to myself, ‘Oddest piñata ever.’

    However, the unexpected happened when my mom ran down the hall. 

    “Malachy!” she exclaimed.

 

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The name's Salmon, or Sunrise to my wolf pals (HOWL)

 

I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.

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@Salmon: *whispers* i'm back... but i'll be going...

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Call Me Destiny, Mai, Meanie, Dune, or Mina

?WHO AM I REALLY?

A Warrior?

A Seeker?

A Fighter?

A Greencloak?

A Hero?

A Musician?

A Reader?

A Survivor?

A Challenger?

A Normal Girl?

A Human?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The truth is...

 

I'm all of them

 

And that's who I will always be...  

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Skyscraperarrow my friend!  Don't go!

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The name's Salmon, or Sunrise to my wolf pals (HOWL)

 

I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.

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too late

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Call Me Destiny, Mai, Meanie, Dune, or Mina

?WHO AM I REALLY?

A Warrior?

A Seeker?

A Fighter?

A Greencloak?

A Hero?

A Musician?

A Reader?

A Survivor?

A Challenger?

A Normal Girl?

A Human?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The truth is...

 

I'm all of them

 

And that's who I will always be...  

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This is continued from my last post.  Hope you guys can give me some good comments on how I can improve! :D

 

      “Umm, excuse me?  What was that mom?” 

      Now I was more than just perplexed.  My mom knows the guy who just popped out of my dream? 

      “Oh no, oh this can’t be good.  Why is he here?” she muttered to herself (she tends to do odd things like that when she gets nervous).

      “Mommy, what’s going on?  How do you know Irish accent man?”

      “Honey I’ll explain everything later, run and get me a cold towel,” was her reply.

      By this point I was a bit freaked out.  Ok, really freaked out.  With what I had witnessed the story I would have told could have sent me to the psych ward without a second thought.  Yet here was the man who appeared out of my dream, who my mom somehow knows, who earlier said he needed to tell me something urgent about my father?  I need answers people!  No more puzzles!

      I brought back the towel, and resumed my questioning.

      “Mom, why is he here?”

      “Oh, that’s what I would like to know.  I haven’t seen him in years and I wasn’t expecting him for a few more, now that he’s shown up there’s bound to be trouble.”

 

 

 

      So, I was going to get no answers until ol’ Irish woke up (whose name is apparently Malachy).  So after about 15 minutes of waiting for him to wake up and muttering from my mom, I decided that I needed to do something with my thoughts.  I went to my room and grabbed my journal and a pen and went to sit on the couch to write. 

 

When we last left our intrepid heroin Super Shelby; she had just helped translate between the Bald Eagles and Double Crested Cormorants to end The Great Feud of East Sand Island, and then stopped a full scale invasion of the six foot long earthworms.

(Repeat after me, EWWWW! Very good)

After her day of heroism she went home to her Veterinary office/Lair to rest after a long day of saving the world.  Having finished making up a big plate of mashed potatoes and pasta (Hey, you burn a lot of carbs while saving the world multiple times a day) all of a sudden…

Super Shelby, Super Shelby…

The super phone began to ring!

Super Shelby, Super Shelby…

      “This is Super Shelby, what’s your emergency?”

      “Hello Super Shelbert…” said the girly voice on the other line.

      “Oh no…”

      “Oh ya!”

That voice could only belong to that evil doer,

      Da Da Da…

      “Yes! The evil villain music!  I never get tired of that.”

Yes, I know how much you villains like your theme music. 

       “I mean really, if you’re a villain how could you not like having theme music?”

I don’t know; though I did meet one guy who yelled at the sky each time they played his music.  Apparently he just didn’t like having the same intro as another villain.

        “Oh really! Let me guess, it was Sonic Boom wasn’t it?”

        “Um, excuse me. Can I just go have my dinner, or will you two be much longer?”

Oh!  Sorry Super Shelby, I almost forgot we were in the middle of a story.  I’ll go back to the villain intro, ok?

         “Alright, but I am going to eat a bit while you’re doing that.  I am starving!”

Ok, real sorry about that.

         “Mats malright. Muummmm! That’s a good potato!”

Don’t talk with your mouth full.  Alright, here we go.

That super baddy,

      Da Da Da!

Insecta!           

      “Thank you!”

      “What do you want now Insecta?” our heroine asks with annoyance clear in her voice.  “It hasn’t even been a month since your last attempt at global domination, and my potato is starting to get cold.”

      “Yes, yes it has.  But I have come up with an even better plan than my last one!”

      “Really?  What is it now?”

      “Ok, so this time you will have to stop me from unleashing a swarm!”

      “That’s been done before.”

      “Really?”

      “Yep, far too many times to count.  From villains to plagues in the Bible.”

      “Aarg!”

      “Hahaha! You really didn’t think that one through did ya!”

      “Now what am I going to do with all of these centipedes!?”

      “Wait, what was that?”

      “Centipedes, my lair is crawling with them and now I have no reason to unleash them!”

      “That’s different”

      “What?”

      “Centipedes, those haven’t been done before.”

      “I knew I was on to something! Yes, I will unleash them to terrorize the globe!”

You do realize that you really shouldn’t have said anything after she thought her plan was done with right?

      “Ya, I did not quite think that one through; after that long day you put me through I’m not thinking straight.”

I can see that.

      “I think that I’ll put the rest of my dinner in the fridge, this is going to be a long night.”

      “Muhahahahahaha!”

      “You’ll never get away with torturing anyone Insecta!”

      “Oh, I think I will.  Centipedes are veracious and venomous predators; they make for the perfect soldier.  Soon the world will be on its knees, begging for me to save them.  Then I will rule as supreme leader with my army! Muhahahahaha!”

The line went dead as the laugh of our evil villain rang through our hero’s thoughts, Insecta’s last words causing fear to crawl down the length of our hero’s spine. 

      'An army?’ Thought our heroin.  ‘How will I be able to fight off an army?’

 

 

 

      As I pondered how Super Shelby would combat such a feat, Malachy began to stir from his slumber.

      “Ugh.  Of all the sports in America, why did it have to be baseball?”  Mumbled Malachy.

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The name's Salmon, or Sunrise to my wolf pals (HOWL)

 

I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.

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yah, ur bck!! and good story...

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Call Me Destiny, Mai, Meanie, Dune, or Mina

?WHO AM I REALLY?

A Warrior?

A Seeker?

A Fighter?

A Greencloak?

A Hero?

A Musician?

A Reader?

A Survivor?

A Challenger?

A Normal Girl?

A Human?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The truth is...

 

I'm all of them

 

And that's who I will always be...  

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Bookmark. 

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I will keep watching and reading this. I may share a book that I'm writing, but I need to work on it more and make more of a plot.

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Moon/Cypress

Shadowhunter

Daughter of Athena

 Knowledge is a weapon, I intend to be well armed

Impossible is spelled im possible

 Sometimes I forget that I can hurt you. That you are capable of being hurt

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Wow. Someone bumped this thread from such a long time ago. 

 

*looks at thread* 

 

I posted on this??? 

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           Chi Master, Shadow Magerandom other stuff

  Queen of ailurophiles and world domination

 

I used to exist. Perhaps I shall again. Or maybe the time has come, and this is now the end. 

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Yay! Hi Skyscraper!

 

Thanks guys for the nice comments :D

 

I would love to see the work that you guys have done!

 

-Salmon

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The name's Salmon, or Sunrise to my wolf pals (HOWL)

 

I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.

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(This goes after my last bit of story.  I had fun picking a topic to weave my story around and I hope you all like it!  Please let this post!)

-Salmon

 

      “Ya, so sorry about that,” I replied.  “But you can’t expect much else for a welcome when you invade my dream and my house in the middle of the night.”

       “Good point, but at least I tried to warn you that I was here.”

      I can say that at this point my mom got passed her shock and went straight to being an angry mother bear. 

      “You did what!  You know that the last time that machine was used you were out for three days!” 

      “Well, I forgot about that, and then I remembered and needed to make sure that I didn’t knock her unconscious before I woke you up.  And it’s beside the point,” said Malachy.  “I’ve come to see Shawna.  We need to begin the children’s training.”

      “Now?” My mom replied with shock.  “But you said that they wouldn’t have to be ready until they were at least twenty, and none of them has fully discovered their abilities yet.”

      “Yes I know, and I regret doing this to any of you.  However, there’s been a development.”

      If you dear reader are confused at this point, don’t worry.  I had it even worse.  I was excited to find out I had a crazy uncle, however, this was a bit too much for my brain.

      “What’s going on?” I asked.  “I have an uncle, who has a machine that can invade dreams, who in the middle night decides pays a visit?  And mom, did I hear you say that I have ‘abilities’?  My brain is going to explode!”

      “Honey, I know this is strange,” said my mom in her most comforting voice.  “Just let us sort this out real quick before we say anything else, ok?”  And turning to Uncle Malachy said, “Well, on one hand your timing is impeccable.  She just had her first major flare a few months ago.  Now, what sort of developments are we talking about Malachy?”

      “It’s Maitiu and all of us out fighting, our strength is failing from constant battle and I fear that the Hunters will overcome us soon if we do not aid them now.  That is why we must begin Shawna and the other’s training as soon as possible.”

      “Oh Maitiu,” said my mother, a glistening tear running down her cheek.  She turned back to me and pulled me close, stroking my hair as she held me tightly.  “Are you sure all of the training equipment is still working?  It’s been years since her father built all of it.”

      “Way ahead of you.  A little work on the machines and they will be like new; although some need it more than others.  We just have to be sure that the Hunters do not discover her existence until she’s ready.” 

     Finally it was my turn to be included in this conversation, “Shawna, I think it’s high time for a history lesson.”

 

 

 

 

     My long-lost crazy uncle, (who at this point I had taken to calling Uncle M) decided that we needed to go out into the backyard for a campfire.  Just dying to find out what was going on; I went to get some firewood from the shed as fast as I could while my mom got out the chairs.  As I brought some kindling to the pit and was about to light it, Uncle M stopped me.

     “No need for that, go sit with your mother.”

     My mom had pulled out her special double chair; the one that her and dad had only used.  I had never seen her pull it out, and now she had me sit with her and pulled me in close under our blanket.

     “Watch,” she told me.  “You’re going to love this.”

     I watched as he set up the wood, but got a bit board and looked up to the sky.  A beautiful late summer night filled with billions of stars; I could get lost up there.  Just looking up through the trees makes me wish I could fly up through them up into the clear night.  Unfortunately, the good weather we have tonight won’t last long, in a couple weeks it will begin raining well into next summer.  Sometimes life is a bummer when you live in Oregon.

     I looked back down to see that Uncle M had finally got his firewood just the way he wanted it, and decided that it was time to begin.  It was then I noticed that I still had the fire starter in my hand.  I went to hand it to him but my mom pulled me back.

     “He doesn’t need that,” she said as she bit her lip like she does when she has a secret that she can’t wait to share.

     Uncle M then started to rub his hands together.  Slowly at first, their speed increased until they were a blur.  They began to glow ever so slightly from his palms, and at this point he opened his hands toward the pit as if giving it a gift.  Leaning closely he blew as if blowing paper off a table, creating a cascade of sparks that leapt to the wood; erupting into an emerald green flame, effectively scaring me enough to almost tip the double chair my mom and I were sitting in.  

     I now see why she had brought it out.

     He smiled as he brushed off the last remaining sparks off his hands and sat down in his chair (no doubt enjoying scaring me out of my wits as payback for earlier).  Closing his eyes and breathing deeply, the fire seemed to do the same as it settled to only a tongue of emerald flame.

      “There are those that walk on the edge of this world, those that see the unseen realms and powers, and who know the unknown.  There are those that were given to this world as a defense against the most dreadful evils that have been unleashed into this realm since the fall of Adam and Eve; things that are the very spawn of sin, things that have danced with death.

      “‘In the beginning,’ all have heard the story of creation.  Of how God drew back the waters, made all animals along with His most prized creation; man.  How He formed him from clay and breathed life into his lungs, giving him not only breath, but a soul.  He gave the most wonderful gift, true life; a life with Him.

      I looked down into the fire and had to double take to believe what I was seeing; three figures walking through a scene that looked like an orchard.  Two were holding hands, and kept looking toward the third as he pointed out plants and brought animals to them.  It was positively beautiful.

      “Mankind, however, was beguiled by the Fallen One, who had taken possession of a serpent in order to sneak into Eden.  This led to the horrible fall of man, who literally had paradise and gave it up for a lie.

      “All of heaven wept for man and for the earthen realm that God had so beautifully created, because paradise would have to end.  No longer fit for the perfect wonder God had created, the couple had to leave the garden and enter a newly defiled world.

      The images in the fire changed with the words, matching to display the scene.  I felt my heart began to break as Adam and Eve wept as they left the garden, wishing I could comfort them even though they were in their fiery world.

      “Many years past, men rose and fell.  A great ark was built and the waters once again covered the earth.  Later still, mankind faced a new, dark threat.  One man, seeing himself above his fellows, decided to take his ‘rightful place’ as ruler of all.  Unable to succeed alone, he called upon the forces of the Fallen One to gain the power he needed to rule.  This self-proclaimed ‘king’ began to construct a monument; a tower to the heavens.  This tower would become the straw that would break the camel’s back.

      “A messenger was sent to a chosen few who would help to put a stop to man’s madness.  God would confuse mankind by creating new languages stopping construction of the tower, but the king would not give up that easily.  Mad with power and having Darkness to aid his cause made him too dangerous to the rest of man; far too dangerous for average men to handle alone.

      “Strange gifts, powers once unknown were revealed to eight young individuals.  Brought together, they were not only trained to battle by the messenger; but they were also trained in the ways of truth lest they be tempted and swayed by the words of Darkness. 

      “When the time came, the eyes of man were shielded from the raw power of the Almighty; while inside the tower, a battle raged over mankind’s fate.  As the battle intensified, new tongues began to be spoken around the base of the tower.  Confusion began to take root, as no one knew what to do; working stopped, and all that could be heard was incoherent yelling as chaos took form.

      “Upon the king’s defeat, the young men and women helped the people find their families and placed them with those that spoke the same tongue.  Everyone gathered together all of their possessions and began to make the journey to new lands with those that spoke as they did.  All of these people would become new nations.

      “The eight young people raised their voices to give praises to the Creator for their victory.  However, there was more to be done; the tower was still standing.  Following the instructions of the messenger, two stood at the base of each side of the tower, once again lifted their hands to their Creator, while commanding the tower to come down.

      “A great green flame began to circle from the top of the tower, quickly consuming it the base and even farther below the surface; with an earth shaking rumble the tower vanished.

      “We were given the mission to watch over our fellow man and to intervene only when so instructed; but evil takes residence in this world far more than men know.  Since that time we have kept our instruction close to our hearts, and have given our lives in order that His will would be done. 

      “Now, thanks to His son’s sacrifice, all can now have life reconciled with the Creator once again.  But in an effort to take those that God loves, the Dark One has made his presence in this realm even greater; sending out all manners of evil to chase away from the light those who long to be saved.

      “Since the beginning of time we have kept our presence a secret, from the beginning of all nations we were God’s chosen.”

      I gasped as he suddenly opened his eyes.  I had not noticed the color while we were inside, but they were a shocking green; the same emerald color as the fire flaming up with fierce intensity once again.

      “We are The Chosen.”

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The name's Salmon, or Sunrise to my wolf pals (HOWL)

 

I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.

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Was that no good or too long or something?  You guys can tell me, it's ok. :)

 

-Salmon

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The name's Salmon, or Sunrise to my wolf pals (HOWL)

 

I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.

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rlly good!!

and Memory Lane... explanation in /254265, Salmon

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Call Me Destiny, Mai, Meanie, Dune, or Mina

?WHO AM I REALLY?

A Warrior?

A Seeker?

A Fighter?

A Greencloak?

A Hero?

A Musician?

A Reader?

A Survivor?

A Challenger?

A Normal Girl?

A Human?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The truth is...

 

I'm all of them

 

And that's who I will always be...  

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OML THIS THREAD IS STILL ALIVE!!! *HUGS THREAD*

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~Icicle~

~An emo, musical loving,

bookworm nerd Pineapple~

"Middle school boys are like the Black Plague.

Avoid them at all costs."~Mr. W

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Thanks Skyscraper!  Hey Artkitten welcome back! Oh and guess what, it's my birthday! :D

 

-Salmon

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The name's Salmon, or Sunrise to my wolf pals (HOWL)

 

I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SALMON!!! srry for caps... :D

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?WHO AM I REALLY?

A Warrior?

A Seeker?

A Fighter?

A Greencloak?

A Hero?

A Musician?

A Reader?

A Survivor?

A Challenger?

A Normal Girl?

A Human?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The truth is...

 

I'm all of them

 

And that's who I will always be...  

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THANKS BUDDY!  THERE IS NO NEED FOR SORRY TO ME! MUHAHAHAHAHA! XD

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The name's Salmon, or Sunrise to my wolf pals (HOWL)

 

I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.

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Anybody have any new writing to share? :D

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The name's Salmon, or Sunrise to my wolf pals (HOWL)

 

I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.

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I have a lot of writing I've been doing, but I'm not ready to share quite yet.

 

It's a novel titled, "To Whom it May Concern" and it's about a girl who brings hope to her city (the girl's name actually means "hope") using a system of paper airplanes. 

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         ✨I am Dreamkeeper...

           Chi Master, Shadow Magerandom other stuff

  Queen of ailurophiles and world domination

 

I used to exist. Perhaps I shall again. Or maybe the time has come, and this is now the end. 

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Really?  That sounds like a great read! :D

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I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.

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Continued from the last story post!  Hope you like it!

 

      “So, that’s our family history?  Really?”

      “I know it’s unbelievable,” said Uncle M, while playing with some fire on the palm of his hand.  “But every word is true.”

      I looked to my mom, the one who had always taught me that anything is possible, that heroes and fairies exist; smiling the whole time, all she did was confirm Uncle M’s statement.

      “It’s all true Little Bit (that’s my nickname), that’s our story.”

      “The short version at least,” said Uncle M, putting the fire back into the pit.  “And it’s far from over.”

      One thing kept on circling around in my head, and I wasn’t going to be able to stop thinking about it until I asked.  “Will I be able to do that?”  I asked my uncle while pointing to the emerald campfire.

      “Not necessarily,” he replied.  “We are all different; it’s just how we’re made.  Sometimes we have similar abilities to one another, but that is quite rare.  The Creator likes to show off his handy work,” he said with a smile.

      “Do you know what I’ll be able to do?” 

      “No idea,” he said.  “But the fun part is finding out.”

      “How do we do that?”

      “Well, there are many ways to discover one’s abilities,” he replied.  Then giving my mom a wry smile and looking back to me said, “Let’s take a trip to the living room.”

      Uncle M put out the fire with a wave of his hand, and escorted my mom and me to the living room.  Walking in, I began to hear a high pitched whirring noise.

      “What’s that noise?”  I asked as I covered my left ear to try and block it out.

      “What noise?” my mom asked (she can never hear the strange noises that I can).

      “It’s like the high pitched wine that I always hear coming from the TV,” I paused as I tried to determine where it was coming from.  “Only I think it is coming from the floor.”

      “Impressive,” said Uncle M walking toward the fireplace.  “I wouldn’t be surprised if the stress you’ve experienced tonight triggered your abilities.  But I think that you will find this more impressive.”

      Reaching into the chimney flu, he pulled a hidden lever, which emitted a faint click before the stonework separated from the wall.  With the familiar grinding noise from earlier, the fireplace slid to reveal a stairwell.  Uncle M lit his fingertips ablaze and let the emerald fire pool on his palm.

      “Are you ready for more?”

 

 

 

     Walking into the hidden corridor, it was obvious that it hadn’t been used in years.  The first steps were covered in soot, which bared footprints leading up from the darkness.  With my mom and me in tow, Uncle M lit the way down the stairs.

     “I would turn on the hall lights, but they seem to be burnt out,” said Uncle M after we had gone about fifty or so steps.  “Remind me to fix that later would you?  I should however, be able to find some in the lab later.”

     Light streamed from around the final corner as we came to the end of the stairway.  Reaching the final steps, we walked into daylight as we emerged above the lab.

     “Normally the lights are on a timer to simulate day and night, but they can be turned on in case of emergency.  You may have noticed that the lights that your father invented for the lab provide a more natural light.  If you got him started on how much he hated florescent lighting you were lucky to see the end of the conversation.”

     To say it was simply a lab would be the understatement of the century.  Housed within an enormous cavern was the lab that I remembered from my “dream” a few hours earlier, an overgrown field with a track, and a corner filled with what I guessed to be the training equipment my mom had talked about upstairs.

     “This is incredible,” I said with amazement.

     “Go on and check it out,” said Uncle M.  “I made sure that nothing dangerous was in here when I came in the first time.  Just make sure that you head over to the laboratory over there, we’ll catch up.”

     Of course I ran down the stairs straight toward the corner through the field, tripping over a rock in the process.  As I lay face down in the dirt, I just couldn’t help but feel that this had to be a dream.  Uncle M., the lab, this field, could it really be real?

     “You ok Shawna?” yelled my mom coming from across the field.

     “Ya, just tripped on a rock.”  Definitely not a dream, the now throbbing scrape on my knee is telling me otherwise.

     My mom had made it to me by this time and helped me to my feet.

     “You need to remember to watch where your feet are,” my mom said with a smile.

     “Alright, your mom is already in the system, but we need to update you,” said uncle M.  “All we need is some fingerprints, a retinal scan, blood work, and a heel print and you’ll be set.”

     “Heel print and retinal scan?” I asked with disbelief.  “Did I just join the FBI?”

     “Might as well have,” he replied.  “The data in this system includes all of your father’s research, plus more sensitive information.  If it were to get into the wrong hands; I would hate to imagine the outcome.”

     After having black ink stain my fingers, toes, and tennis shoes, a blinding red light flashed repeatedly into my eyes, and having my picture taken about five times, I was released from the lab to explore more of the cavern.

     “Remember when you go out that there are birds and other creatures residing here,” warned Uncle M.  “Make sure not to hurt any of them.”

Uncle M and my mom sat down on a platform overlooking the area as I headed toward the forest.  Without a doubt, this was the most amazing place I had ever been in.

     It took quite a while to reach the edge of the forest, once I reached it I was blown away.  Towering above me like buildings were giant redwoods (I wonder how these non-native trees got here in this cavern), which had to be more than 200 feet, with plenty more room to grow.  I peered between the trees and heard nothing beside the sounds of the birds singing from high above.  Looking back toward the lab, I remembered that they had told me I had nothing to fear.

     Taking a breath, I strode in.

     Although I have grown up in the forests of the Cascades, this was a whole other experience.  The trees shaded out much of the undergrowth, making the path easy to transverse.  I walked further into the forest, making sure to keep an eye on the field behind me to prevent getting lost.

     I quickly lost track of time as I wondered, and found a spot to rest against one of the giant trees adjacent to a small stream.  Feeling exhausted from the combination of the night’s rude awaking and the adrenaline rush which had worn off, I wondered what time it was. 

     Suddenly, there was nothing. 

     Between the lack of sleep, incredible surroundings, and soft chatter of birds, I must have dozed off.  No dreams though, how interesting.  I opened my eyes and found that I was on the ground, face to face with an orange-bellied salamander. 

     “Well hi there,” I said as I smiled to the little guy

     Curious eyes stared back at me, unblinking.  I put out my hand, which after staring at it, he licked.  Smelling me, summing me up.  I knew it in an instant, going through my many years of being a science nerd (proud of it too).  Turning away from me, he headed back toward the creek. 

     “Strange smell…”  I heard, quiet as a whisper.

     ‘Huh? Strange smell?’

     My little friend looked back at me one more time.

     “Strange eyes too…”

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I am a Scholar,

 

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A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

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I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.

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I am a Scholar,

 

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A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

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The name's Salmon, or Sunrise to my wolf pals (HOWL)

 

I am a Scholar,

 

A Warrior,

 

A Dragon Rider, Green Rider, and a Green Cloak,

 

A Writer and Future Veterinarian,

 

I am Royality, a daughter of the High King.

 

 

All in all...

 

There is no one like ME.