Scar

From afar i have watched this wretched place
a curse from the days before
so long i have watched
and waited
for the perfect time
to be set free

nows the time
under the full moons light
i take out the gaurd
bury him somewhere safe
i take my new clothes out from under the bush
my sword gleaming in the crystal light
silent as the shadows
i slip through the gates
to my long awaited freedome

you wait for me
wondering how long it should take
i sneak up behind you
wondering how long it would take
for you to notice me

i muffle your scream of shock
with my gloved hand
together
we take on the land
leaving our past behind

it doesn't matter if i'm so royal
and your so common
all that is behind us
a scar in the distance

Acursed Love

Im still playing around with the title idea for this poem
i was browsing through some old documents when i found this one i wrote for a free write and later used it for my 8th grade portfolio thought i should share it with you guys see what you think

She stands under the bare tree

Her tattered dress billowing behind her

Eyes glazed

Focused on the day

They would be free

Her father struck a deal

This was their price

She had never tasted food

No royal banquet has ever been good

Food a ghost

Phasing through their grasps

Still they looked well fed

And well treated

All a lie

He ran up behind her

Shocked at the sight of her

In ruins

Her dress no quite fitting right

Touching her cold shoulder

He gasped

Under the full moon

A blood rattled skeleton

Stood in place of the princess

This was never in his job description

Always curious

He reproached her

Still she out looked her kingdom

Cold and cruel

He grasped her slender hand

She breathed in as the sun arose

The peach flesh crawled over her

Reviving her to her prime beauty

Eyes flooding in tears

This could not go on much longer

A war was to be made

To end this treacherous life

And begin a new

The moon hung low in the sky

Skin melted away

Revealing bones young and old

Royalty in front

Commoners in the back

All equally armed

Ready to serve

Ready to be free

Weapons raised high in the air

Charging at their life long enemy

Heads rolled along the ground

Some were human

Others not

Red splashed in every corner

The only mortal stood atop the hill

Obeying his orders

Itching to concur

Piercing screams coated the hills

A war unlike any other

Limbs flying

Blood sprayed

Heads rolling

King and queen fighting valiantly

Alongside their only daughter

Sprinting ahead she faced their master

With one swipe of his claw

Her skin returned

Blood flew everywhere

Falling to the ground

In four separate strands

His heart thumped in his ears

Time stood still

As his mutilated love

Fell to the dirt floor

Death is a cruel fate

Living with death

Is far worse

My Strange Story Part 2

OK so it only posted half of it  :/ so heres the other half

“None of those things can be worse than living down here for the rest of my life and not knowing what’s up there. Don’t you want at least one adventure worth taking risks, taking chances?”

“Well of course I do but-“

“But what?”

“Curiosity killed the cat.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means I don’t want to lose you. Like how we lost Dad.” Derek walked over to her and placed his hands on her shoulders. Staring into her blue eyes he said with much seriousness, ”I’ll be right back before tomorrow is through I promise.”

“I know. I’m going to have to tell mom though because I’m a horrible liar.”

“Fine, tell her I’ll be long gone.”

“I didn’t finish, I’m a horrible liar. So I’m coming with you.” She smiled at her older brother. “Then you need to start packing.” He pushed her out of his room so she could start getting what she needed.

     On the screen she could see her daughter walking out of her brother’s room leaving the door wide open to see the suitcase. The hooded figure smiled and left to tell her master. “My lord,” the cloaked one said bending down on one knee to the floating chair before her, “your children are planning to journey to the surface.”

“I am fully aware of what my children are doing.”

“Do you want us to stop them?”

“No, I want them to find out what mommy did to the earth long ago.”

     “Come on Alice the coast is clear,” whispered Derek to his sister. “I’m coming, my backpack just got stuck,” she replied yanking her backpack free from the narrow ally. They had left early that morning while their mom was asleep and hopefully most of the city. They kept walking along the brightly lit path, the holo-projecter showed that the sun was beginning to rise. Picking up the pace they headed towards the opening they’ve seen millions of citizens try and get out of the city from. The opening on the side of the wall was big enough for them to crawl under even with their backpacks still leaving plenty of room to breath. Placing their flashlight headbands on their heads Derek went into the hole. A few anxious minutes later Alice heard the all clear signal from the dark depths and followed after her sibling. The small beams of light only showed what little was in front of them, mainly it was small rocks that stuck to their hands and various new forms of glowing fungi that gave the cavern a dimly lit glow. Minutes flew by, leaving them in an endless rut thinking they will never see the end of the tunnel. There was a sudden sickening crack along with the piercing screams of the teens as they tumbled down a giant abyss. Bouncing against the rocks that jutted out of the sides both of them landed to the ground with a thud and blacked out.

     Gasping for breath Derek woke up in a hammock made of a soft, silky fabric of many colors. He looked to his left to see his sister lying on a similar hammock. Looking around he saw they were in a small hut made of sticks and dried mud peeking out of the brightly decorated room; torches were in the corners near the only entrance of the hut. Reaching over he shook his sister awake. “Alice, Alice wake up we need to get out of here.”

“Just one more minute mom,” she mumbled in her sleep. He pinched her arm. “Ow! "What was that?"  She starts taking in her surroundings finally coming back to her brother.  “Where the heck are we?”

“That’s what I was just thinking and that is why I woke you up.”

“Well, wait, where’s our stuff?”

“It’s right-“ Derek started looking for their stuff just realizing they were missing. “Dang it they took our stuff.”

“Who exactly are ‘they’?”

“I don’t know but I don’t want to be here to find out.”

“Agreed let’s go.” They headed out of the wooden framed entrance finding themselves in a village of similar huts some larger than others. Walking throughout the village were theses slightly larger than the average human blue creatures. They stood and walked like humans but they had large doe-like eyes, they had slits for nostrils and elf like ears. Three fingered hands held baskets on what they assumed were the female’s heads. Half of them had long braids running down their colorful robed back. The others had baldheads and held all sorts of weapons, they bore no shirt but dark tan pants that looked worn. Derek felt someone tap his shoulder, he whipped around placing his fist in front of his face looking ready to strike, and he came face to face with one of the creatures. She had deep violet eyes with a long braid running down her back, multiple piercing ran up and down her pointed ears. She bore many different types of bracelets on her slender wrist her three-fingered hand was still raised from when she tapped him. Alice stepped in front of her astonished brother and extended her hand. “Hi my name is Alice and this is my brother Derek.” The alien looked down at her extended hand and took it in her own, her skin felt soft and cool. “My name is Zemirah.”

“You speak English!”

“Yes I see you do too.”

“Um, Zemirah, where exactly are we?”

“You are in Tophria.”

“Tophria,” Alice repeated trying the word out for herself.

“Come I must show you to the shaman, he will determine if you are kind people or if you are enemies.”

Derek finally snapped out of his trance, “Enemies?”

“Yes if you are deemed friends you will be treated as we are all treated, if not then we you shall be put in the eternal fire as a sacrifice to our god, Nadeem”

“To the shaman it is then.” They walked through the thick crowd of blue watchers. Some reached out to try and touch them never seeing these forms of life in their lives. “I’m not sure if I trust these people,” Derek whispered to Alice. “You and me both.” They reached what appeared to be some form of a cathedral, leading down to the stage were candles made of a green substance. At the bottom of the stage was another one of the blue creatures, he was bald like most of the men but wore a large breastplate with the same tan as all the other men of their village. All along his body he had white lines painted on him. “Father I have brought these strangers here to be judged.” The creature opened his eyes to reveal the milky whiteness of them. “Leave the children here Zemirah, I shall see what I can do.”

“Yes father.” She bowed and headed back up the stairs. “Give me your hand young one.” Both of them hesitantly extended their hands. “Not you boy just the girl.” Derek retracted his hand and watched as his sister gave her hand to the strange man. He placed his hands on top and below her hand sandwiching it in his grip. The minute he touched her there was a huge gush of wind, blowing out all the candles. His hands shrank back towards him as the wind died down. “Of course,” he muttered, “you’re Gaia’s children. I should have known from the scent in the air.”

“Wait, isn’t Gaia the Greek’s version of Mother Earth? But that’s just a myth.”

“A myth, no she is as real as you and me.” Derek and Alice looked back at each other giving off a look that both of them knew as disbelief. When they looked back towards “father” they found him a few feet away near the back of the cathedral. As they drew closer they saw it was not just a plane backing, but also millions of small crude drawings. The shaman pointed to one of them, they looked just like Alice and Derek. “But, but, but-“

“How can we be in there? We just met you today.” Derek finished for her. He smiled and pointed at the pictures and spoke, “A long time ago, years before we came to this planet, a creature unlike those we have ever seen rose from the ground that we stood on. When it spoke to us it sounded as if thousands of voices were coming out of that one mouth. She told us to leave our planet for it was to be sacrificed to her King. Frightened by her magnificent size, we hurriedly packed our belongings and set off into the universe. We floated around space for many years. Finally we were caught in an orbit this planet’s orbit. Our ships crashed beneath the surface of this world; thankfully we landed into this oasis. We have rebuilt our civilization and prospered. We finally thought we were safe, oh how wrong we were. She showed up yet again, destroying our vibrant villages. She went after our cathedral but once she saw the drawings she stopped. We all prayed that she wouldn’t destroy our history and she didn’t. Instead, she shrunk down to our size grabbed a piece of coal and started drawing more pictures, theses pictures of you to be exact. Then she vanished. We haven’t seen her since.”

“So why did she draw a picture of us,” Derek inquired.

“We believed them to be her children and now here you are, proof that we were right.”

Nothing was exchanged between them when Alice spoke up. “Mr. Shaman man, we’re not children of Gaia. Our mothers name is Lisa and she is anything but Mother Nature.”

“Believe what you may, Alice, but I know I am right and you will soon see it, too.”

“How did you know her name is Alice? We haven’t told you our names.”

“It is just like how I know your name, Derek. I told you already, I know when I am right.”  The siblings backed away from the creature. They sprinted back the way they came from toppling over Zemirah. They jumped off of the crumpled alien and helped her up. “Sorry we just ran you over but we need to find our stuff and get out of here like right now.”

“Of course Derek, all your supplies are in the cabin that we brought you into.”

“Thanks Zemirah.” Derek jet off in the general direction he believed the hut was in. “He is going the wrong way. Does he know that?”

“Probably not. I’ll go get him, could you wait here and direct us back to the cabin.”

“Yes I will.”

“Thanks. Hey Derek! You’re going the wrong way.” Alice jogged after him in order to correct his direction system.

     They went back to Zemirah who took them straight to their small hut. They found their gear lying on their hammocks as if they had never been touched. Zemirah watched from the doorway, her violet eyes had a forlorn gleam to them. Alice nudged her brother and nodded her head towards their blue companion. She gave him the “say something” look; silently they battled it out until finally she won. “Is everything all right Zemirah?” 

“Yes I was just wondering if I might be able to join your journey to the surface of this world. I have always wondered what has been above my head.”

“How did you-”?

“You mutter in your sleep.”

“I told you you mutter in your sleep but no you didn’t believe me.” “Now’s not the time Alice.” They heard a cough from behind them. “May I or may I not accompany you on your journey.”  They huddled together discussing the many options of what could or could not happen if they let her join. After many raised whispers they turned back to face her. “We have decided that you can join us on our journey but we can’t hear any complaining from you.” A smile broke over her face, “Oh do not worry I won’t complain one bit. Wait here while I pack my belongings.” With that she zipped out of the room. “Do you really think this is a smart choice, Alice?”

“Of course I do. She knows what she’s doing and I don’t know why, but I have this feeling that we can trust her.”

“Well, I can’t argue with that logic.”

“Oh shut up. It’s not like you have any better ideas, Einstein.”

“True.”

“So we agree that is was a good decision.”

“Fine, I guess it was.”

“Good.” Zemirah came back with a satchel made of canvas along with a few assorted knives for hunting.

“There is an entrance to here a few feet away from the village.  We can go there and see if we can reach the surface from there.”

“Ok then, lead the way,” Derek said pointing towards the door. They departed the small hut and headed south to the heart of the village. They weaved their way through the numerous merchants and fishmongers of the shopping center. “Where are you getting the fish from?” Alice pestered. “There is a waterfall not to far from here where all the fishermen go to get our fish, it is the main source of protein here since we-“

“Wait, water! Of course why didn’t I think of this sooner.”

“What is it Derek?”

“Water always flows downstream meaning that where ever the water starts, it starts above ground.”

“Yeah,” Alice chimed in, “I remember learning that in school. If we follow the waterfall, well, it’s bound to lead us to the surface. Change our course Zem, we’re heading for the waterfall.”

     Their faces floated on the holoprojector. “They know too much. We need to dispose of them soon.”

“No not yet. We need to take them by surprise, that way they will be unprepared for what is to befall them.”

“How do you know they won’t be prepared?”

“Mother’s instinct.” She gave a wicked grin as she watched her children and their new friend start to scale the sides of the waterfall.

    

“Help me up, my pack ways a ton.” Zemirah and Derek reached down to grab Alice’s hands and hauled her onto the large ledge. “Let’s stop here for the night,” Derek suggested dropping his pack down and sitting on top of it. Zemirah started walking around looking for bits of moss and twigs she could use to build a fire for them. Once the fire was established Alice brought out some of the food they had packed for the journey. They munched on their packed goods in silence for what seemed like ages to them. Alice broke the silence, “Why did you want to join us?”

“What you ask, it seems like such an easy question to answer but of course there is always more to an answer than what you need. My parents died while I was still young, they were out fishing one day when someone came up behind them and slit their throats just for sport. I was sent to live with my relatives on the other side of the village, but they did not want another mouth to feed, so I was kicked to the streets. I went to our shaman to see if he had any kind words and something to eat for me. He took me under his care and I grew to call him father. He took great care of me even in his old age. I have nothing left to gain from being with him, nor nothing I can repay him with. So I long for the surface, to find the one thing he wants most, freedom.”

“I am so sorry. We lost our father in a fire ten years ago. I was only six. The fire came out of nowhere, it ate up half our home along with our father. The firemen came too late; they found some of his bones, fragile and charred.”

“I am sorry for your loss, but you do have a mother, yes?”

“Yes we do and she loves us to bits.”

“Then why did you leave her? Why do you seek the surface?” Her voice caught in her throat, her brother knew well enough to take over the talking for her. “We left her because we felt trapped. In our village we have technology all around us leaving us no place to call our own. It felt more like a prison then a home. So, we left to find adventure, and coming to the surface seemed like a worthy adventure to go on.” Silence fell upon them yet again as they finished their meals. “Well,” Derek started standing up, “I don’t know about you two but I’m, going to get some sleep before tomorrow. We’re going to have a long hike ahead of us in the morning and I want to get up nice and early. Goodnight Zemirah, night squirt.” He messed up Alice’s hair and jumping into his sleeping bag leaving the two girls alone.

“We’d better get some sleep too. Goodnight Zem.”

“Goodnight Alice.” They both went to their separate makeshift beds and tried to fall asleep on the cold hard shelf.

     Zemirah lay awake listening to the rush of the waterfall, her eyes closed yet active as they darted around under her eye lids trying to find the comfort of sleep, yet none came.

“Can’t fall asleep?” She opened her eyes to find herself starting at Derek.

“Yes I have never slept out on the ground before.”

“It’s ok I can never fall asleep.”

“What do you do when you cannot find sleep?”

“Well usually I look at the stars and think about what the surface looks like.”

“How can you look at the stars if you live underground?”

“Well we have a huge holoprojector that makes a copy of what they think the sky above us looks like. It changes from morning to afternoon to night to make it feel like we really are on the surface. I know it’s all fake, but some nights I actually feel like I’m looking at the real sky.”

“And that puts you to sleep?”

“Well sort of.  It calms me and then I’m able to fall asleep.”

“Oh. We do not own such advanced gadgetry. We used to when my people lived back on our planet; the ships were the last of that technology. The ancestors decided to leave it all behind when Gaia came.”

“So you’ve never seen a flash light or a blender or any type of machinery?”

“Never.” A grin appeared on Derek’s face; he held up his finger and ran to his side of the ledge. He came back with his pack, sitting down he took out his flashlight and turned it on. Zemirah jumped backwards at the sudden burst of light. Laughing, Derek helped her back up and handed her the flashlight, trying to get the strange feel of cold metal in her three fingered hand. He reached over and pointed to the switch that turned the device on and off. She laughed in delight as she watched the light dance on and off. Placing the flashlight down she turned towards her bag and pulled out a small yo-yo. Placing the string loop around her finger she showed off her skills by making the yo-yo flip in midair, making it fly in all sorts of directions. Derek’s eyes widened in fascination, “I’ve never seen a real yo-yo before. They were discontinued way back when they started inventing more and more video games.” She slipped the loop off her finger and onto his.

“Try it,” she prompted. Derek rolled the string around the connecting piece of wood, he jerked his hand down and then back up whacking himself in the head with the yo-yo. This set off a peel of laughs from Zemirah as Derek cradled his injured head resulting in yet another bump on the head.  Taking back the yo-yo she showed Derek the proper way to use the new toy. They spent the rest of the night showing each other the new devices they each had and showing each other how to use them. When they thought it was time to head off again Derek asked Zemirah if she had a feather. “Indeed I do. May I ask why you need a feather?”

“Just watch.” He walked over to the sleeping form, taking the feather from her; he moved the tip of the feather quickly back and forth against her nose. Alice’s hand shot up just barely missing Derek’s ear. He cried in shock and fell backwards. Alice started cracking up as she sat up, “I told you I would get you next time.”

“I didn’t believe you,” he muttered back. They ate a quick breakfast, packed up and started back up the mountain again. They hiked for some time taking periodic brakes to refill their water bottles. Finally they decided to stop for some more food. They trekked to the nearest ledge to start a fire. “Hello children,” the soothing voice stopped them dead in their tracks. They slowly turned around to find young woman with jet-black hair surrounding her chocolate brown eyes, she wore a green dress that dragged on the floor. “M-mom?”

“Hello Alice, Derek. Did you really think you would be able to just go to the surface so easily?”

“What are you talking about?”

“The shaman was right Alice and you know it.”

“No, no I don’t.”

“Of course you do, when you were six right before the fire started you saw me talking to one of my agent who was so foolish enough to call me Gaia. I abandoned that name long ago so I would be able to raise my dear children, my heirs. I was hoping that there would be no interference with my plan, unfortunately your father got in the way. He longed to reach the surface as much as you do; he got much farther than you are now. He had found a map that lead straight to the surface, a map I buried years ago in hopes no one would ever find it. He would soon be able to discover what I did to the surface long ago; your father would have then left me and would have taken you two with him leaving no heir to my realm. No one to take over when I wander to new lands, no one to take over my dirty work.” They stared at her in disbelief thinking it was all some sort of trick. “So before you ask yet another ridiculous question I will answer a few things for you. Yes, I did in fact start the fire that killed your father. I was the one who destroyed the surface of the earth forcing everyone to move underground and yes I am real and you are one with nature.”

“So why did you come here?”

“Ah, yes, back to the reason why I am standing here before you. You see I can’t let you go back up there, so I’m here to make you an offer. If you decide to continue on your journey I will release my army upon you and I will not hold back, however, if you decide to forget about the surfaces I will take you back as the heirs to Nature.”

“What would happen to Zemirah?”

“I would erase her memory of any events that happened after she met you that is if you decide to join me otherwise she will be killed along with you.”

“Give us a moment.” Alice pulled them into a huddle talking in hushed whispers, when they finally broke apart Derek told her their answer. “We agree to go with you and become your heirs.” This brought a smile to mothers face. “Well then follow me and we shall start -- “She was cut off by the swish of a blade shooting past her ear sticking into the rock wall. “Always be prepared mother.” Alice’s voice chirped behind her. Their mother turned around at a break neck speed her eyes glowed like bright emeralds. The ground beneath them shook violently throwing them off balance. When Gaia opened her mouth it sounded like thousands of other voices besides her own, “You dare challenge me Mother Nature the one who brought you to life?” She raised her hands and hundreds of rock monsters rose from the ground. Their bodies crudely cut into jagged beasts; their faces were flat slates aside from the two small pebbles they assumed were eyes. “Kill them all,” she commanded. With that they raced towards the small group. “Now,” Derek shouted, they all dashed in different directions, Alice scrambling through the monsters legs, Derek took the left and Zemirah took the right. They all had one goal, take down Mother Nature. Alice swerved around the giant pillars of stone gaining more ground to her goal. Her arm jerked almost dislocating the arm from her body caught in the grasp of one of the monsters. He smacked her head sending stars fly across her vision and dragged her into the dirt floor.

     Zemirah held out two of her blades slashing the sides of everyone she passed hoping that is will slow down the beasts. Half way there she fell face first onto the cold ground, looking down she saw half of the demon that caught onto her ankle dragging her into the ground. Clawing at anything she could get her hands on she struggled to free herself. Losing her grip on one of the ledges she was swallowed into the ground.

     Where are they? Derek thought to himself as he slid under a pair of legs. He had lost sight of them after they had split up. He did not realize that soon after he had started all of the monsters seemed to stop. The ground started to rumble yet again and the giant creatures stepped out of the way leaving a path for him to walk through. Oh no. He rushed into the middle of the walkway to see Alice and Zemirah tied up in vines hanging like rag dolls, arrows aimed at their backs. “My son, the one who would take my place. I am giving you one last chance you may join me and I’ll let them live otherwise I will kill you all.” Derek hopelessly looked at his sister and his new strange friend. His head pounded, he dropped to his knees. “Your answer Derek.” Derek slowly got up, his eyes glowed the same green as their mothers. “You will leave us alone.” He raised his hand forcing the arrows to face her. Mother’s face turned ashen, her own son turning against her. Not in a million years has she seen this coming, he own son turning against her using her power. “Good bye Mother.” He closed his hand and the arrows shot. Seconds before the arrows hit her she disappeared, the arrows flung against each other and clattered to the floor. The bonds holding the two girls vanished and they fell upon the ground too. Derek rushed to their aid his eyes returning to normal. He hunkered down next to Alice as she stirred, “How ya feeling sis?”

“Like I just ate a pound of dirt. My shoulder kills.” He smiled knowing she was all right; they turned to Zemirah who had not moved an inch. Alice raised her good arm and lightly tapped her shoulder. She emitted a small moan allowing some relief to her friends knowing she’s still alive. “I’m going to get our bags hopefully our stuff will be in them still. Just stay here until I get back.”

“No problem.” Alice replied laying back on the ground trying to stop the pain in her arm. He ran back to the spot they left them in finding the packs still intact with everything in them, rushing back he saw Zemirah start to move. “How you feeling Zem?”

“I feel there is dirt all over my tongue. It is most unusual.” He passed them both their water bottles and some medicine to take for their injuries. “Hey Derek do you think there’s a way that you could oh say blow a hole through the top of this place and get us out of here?”

“I don’t know. I can try.” He walked ten feet away from them so no debris would land on them causing more harm. Closing his eyes he concentrated on opening a hole, minutes flew before finally something happened. A small chunk of earth fell in front of him, followed by millions of flakes fluttering by him. A soft beam of light shined down on that spot. The flakes stopped falling; they had now opened a gaping hole in the surface of the world. “Why is the light so low? Shouldn’t it be brighter?” Alice called. “I don’t know if I made it through the surface.”

“Well you must have because the ground stopped falling.”

“Hold on a sec I’m gonna try and make some stairs.” Silence befell them once again; it only took a few minutes this time before the ground started shaking beneath them, step rising like an escalator from the earth leading to the hole. “You did it Derek.” Zemirah yelled. “My head hurts.” He responded. They grabbed their gear and headed up the stairs.

               “Oh my gosh.” Alice whispered as they entered the foreign land. The night shone with thousands of diamonds scattered around as the shattered moon lit up the sky. The moon was split in two, large pieces were scattered in the center and around the largest halves. “This is so much better than the holoprojector.”

“Agreed. What about you Zen? Zem?” Zemirah was lying in the grass staring at the sky. Derek and Alice took off their shoes feeling the cool grass in between their toes they flopped onto the ground mimicking Zemirah. Never would they see their underground homes again. They still had places to go, things to explore, new lands in need of discovery. One journey just ending another one begins.    

My Strange Story

Ok so i know i haven't really posted anything on here for a while but its all for a good reason.....i'll have to get back to you on that reason.... but anyways i wrote a story for LA for a project and i handed it in and so far she hasn't even read it but her SON read it....he said he liked it....But i still want your opinions too so im posting it on here and its REALLY long sorry bout that ill try and shrink it but its still long but i still want opinions.....im gonna stop rambling now and paste in the story
Enjoy!

Flames licked the walls of the dank cavern. The circular table filled with elders, their eyes as blank as fresh pressed paper the type of paper they haven’t used in years. Above the hollow center of the table floated a shaded figure, long bony fingers tapped the floating chair it sat in. They all faced the cowering man entering the room.  Doctor James Barley Carrow was a man of thirty-five who lived alone in the center of town. He is one of the few old school dentists that exist in the world.

 “James B. Carrow,” the floating figure spoke in a sickly sweet voice, “You have asked to present some interesting news to us. If I find that this news is not fit for any use then you will be demoted and will be banned from the Council until further notice, do you understand this?”

Dr. Carrow hesitated and then replied in a wavering voice, “I understand Sir.”

“Then you may proceed.”

“As you requested my troops dug in the uninhabited caves near the northern side of our great city. We have just recently discovered what we think could have been another civilization. There was a cache of books, jewelry, cookware, bones just about everything you could find in a 21^st century home.  Except the bones, which we believe, are the remnants of the owner of the home.” Dr. Carrow looked at his master unsure whether he should keep speaking.

“You may continue,” spoke his master.

“I believe if we can harness these artifacts while, of course, trying to keep them intact, we can retrace our ancestors steps and find out what truly caused the massacre on the surface.” Dr. Carrow glanced in his masters’ direction waiting to see what reaction this information would bring.

 “You may leave us; your services are no longer required here.”

Dr. Carrow tried hard to conceal his joy; he bowed and shuffled out of the room. His master stepped off the chair onto touch sensitive steps.  “Poor deluded naïve Dr. Carrow.  I think we shall keep an eye on him for a while. Make sure he doesn’t find what he wants.”

     The old abandoned observatory was quiet in the night.  The illusion of stars that scattered the sky was the main source of light.  Derek floated on dust in the center of the glass dome staring at these stars. His brown bangs touched his green eyes. Dust covered the color of his plaid pajama pants and white t-shirt giving them a gray look. He used his arms as a pillow as he lay awake deep in thought.  So deep he did not hear the creaking sound of the large door opening behind him.  A girl stepped in wearing the same plaid pants and white t-shirt. Her light brown hair hung loose down her back, her bare feet barely made a sound as she walked towards Derek.  She sat down next to him and spoke startling him from his line of focus.

“We shouldn’t be here you know.”

Derek jumped and looked at the girl who smiled at him.

“No you’re not supposed to be here Alice,” he said going back to his original position,”

I can go wherever I want I’m eighteen. Legally I’m an adult now and that gives me the freedom to do what I want when I want. Except, to leave this prison we call home.”

“Are you still going on about that? I keep telling you exactly what mom told me, there is NOTHING on the surface anymore. Nothing has been living there for hundreds of years.”

“Don’t tell me your not the least bit curious to see if that’s true or not.”

“Of course I am! I question it every day but I don’t keep mentioning it every single minute of every single day like someone I know.”

“Well you’re different than me. Besides you’re too young to understand this mumbo jumbo.”

“I’m sixteen and smarter than anyone in my class I think I can understand what this means.”

“Well as long as you’re up here why don’t you stay a while and keep me company. It can get lonely up here.”

“Then why do you come up here?”

Derek opened his mouth to answer but then closed it. He pointed at the holograph sky as a shooting star passed overhead.

“Make a wish,” he said. Silence fell upon them yet again. 

“So what did you wish for?” Alice asked him.

“Well if I told you then it wouldn’t come true.”

“So be it.” She replied.

     They sat there and chatted about their thoughts of how long they would stay in their underground home, if they will ever see true stars in the sky, feel real grass between their toes. If they will ever see a real shooting star rocket by on its journey to some far away galaxy. Derek decided to switch over to the topic of school when he heard the slowed breathing of his sister.

“Alice you awake?” He whispered.

A few minutes after she didn’t respond he looked over his shoulder to where she was laying fast asleep. He dragged himself up and looked at the clock in the corner of the room. 1:45 in the morning. Great I’ll never be able to get up tomorrow. He picked up his sister and carried her downstairs to her room.  He placed on the bed.  Then silently closed the door behind him so she wouldn’t wake up.  He jumped into his bed and fell right asleep.

     Trees, millions of trees blocked her way. Dodging the prickly thorns of the branches, Alice started heading towards the bright light of the sun. She peeked back for a split second hoping not to see her pursuer; she tripped on an over-grown vine falling to the muddy earth beneath her.  Alice scrambled to her feet only to topple back into the mud.  She struggled to break free of the mud.  Then she heard a voice.

“Go on without me.”

She turned her head and saw her father standing in the living room the house around him engulfed in flames.  A younger version of herself watching horrified as the flames consumed her father.  A horrible screeching noise emitted from the younger Alice’s mouth as the flames crawled up her legs.  Soon the bright red flames overcame everything she saw, including herself. Splashes of blues, reds, oranges and yellows washed over her vision. 

    

     “NO!” Alice screamed.  She sat up in her bed.  Sweat covered her face.  She looked at her hands.  They were unharmed and whole.  Alice buried her face in her pillow. Why’d you have to go Dad? She questioned herself for the thousandth time that week. The same nightmare had haunted her since the day they moved into their new home. Their mom had decided that their old home brought too many memories of the fire that had befallen them, taking their father out of this world for good and soon after the family packed their few belongings and left for the heart of the city. Lifting her head from the depths of the pillow she glanced at her clock. Alice sighed and got up to start the day. She crept along the hallway towards her brothers’ room pillow in hand hoping for once he hadn’t woken up before her. Slowly opening the door she saw her brothers sleeping figure in the bed. Silently sneaking over she raised the pillow over her head…”BONZAI!!!” Alice looked behind her just in time to see Derek dive out of thin air towards her with his pillow. Alice felt a thump to the head and fell over shooting some death glare towards Derek. Seeing the trouble he started, Derek zipped out of the room and slid down the banister towards the kitchen. “I’ll get you next time.”

“That’s what you think,” he called back up to her.

     The morning went on as it normally would with their mom creating some new form of breakfast food, her delicate hands slicing some tomatoes for a new omelet recipe. Her graying black hair was tied back into a ponytail showing off her deep brown eyes. She wore the same clothing everyone wore, gray pants, a white fitted t-shirt and their specialized jackets, each one accommodating to their owner. “You guys better hurry up otherwise you’ll be late for school,” she warned them. “Don’t worry Mom we’ll be there on time.”

“Yeah,” chimed in Alice. “We’ve never been late once and we will never be late.”

“What makes you so sure?”

“Because I am always prepared.” A flash of silver swished by her ear, she screamed and looked at the knife stuck in the wall. “So much for prepared,” Derek replied. Alice looked at her mother who was giving her a look that meant business. “What the heck was that for?”

“Well you said you were always prepared. I thought would pluck it out of the air.”

“You know what I meant by always prepared!”

“Maybe I didn’t know what you meant. Say you were out there and someone heard you say that and tried to test it would you be prepared? No you wouldn’t you would be found dead on the streets.”

“But that would never happen hear because we live in one big prison where everyone is watched and no one can have their own life.”

“Enough!” Derek exclaimed. “I’m sick of hearing you two fight it out every single morning. It doesn’t have to be like this. Dad wouldn’t want it to be like this.” A silence fell over the room sucking all the life from each and every one of them. “Come on, we’d better get going.” The each grabbed their bags and headed out the door leaving the unsettling words for their mother to ponder on.

     Later that night after another dreadfully long day at school Alice was heading towards her room when she heard a loud bang coming from another room. Thinking that it would most likely be her brother she quietly opened the door to find her brother bandaging his thumb and an open half filled suitcase on his bed. Closing the door behind her she asked, “Why are you packing?”

“I’m going to the surface.”

“Are you crazy? You can get in so much trouble for that. The government could arrest you or could banish you from the city or put you in the horrible sane asylum or-“

Homophones Homework

OK so my teacher told us to either fill out a sheet with homophone pairs on it or write a story with homophones so of course i chose the story.


Kallista i now hope you are happy i posted this :P

I stare at my blood stained hands unsure of what just happened. A man, torn to shreds, lies at my feet. A dagger, my dagger, plunged into his chest. Shadows lick his face, a ruby stained memory of what was once human. His lifeless green eyes pierce through the sea of red. I bend down and rip the dagger out of his heart. Glancing over at his face one last time, thinking of all the pain and misery he’s caused to this world. Those lives he took, innocent and weak. No more lives shall be slain by his hand. A wave of emotion swept over me; trying to blink back tears I saw what I had hoped to never see. I was in front of my home,whole and not burned to ashes, my mom and dad bustling around the yard tending to the garden. I was under the shade of our tree reading my favorite book again. The vibrant colors of the vegetables and the flowers stood out against the pale yellow house. It’s all too cheery for my liking, now that I knew what was going to happen. I counted down the seconds until he showed up. 5…4…3…2…1… whoosh! The house went up in bright orange flames. I jumped in my spot stunned from the sudden fire. After a few minutes of shock the flames parted and a man stepped through them. He was tall and lanky; he wore a black fedora and a leather coat. The hat was pulled down too low for her to clarify his facial features, but his dark blond hair stuck out from under his hat tied up into a small ponytail. Almost instinctively I climbed up the tree using the branches as stairs. Through the leaves I saw the man pull out a long sword, I looked away not wanting to see what happened next. That terrible scream filled my ears again, my mothers scream as he ended her life. I dared to take a peek to see my father trying to fight the man, only to end with a sickening gurgling sound emitting from my fathers mouth. He slumped to the ground and the man slid his sword out from his gut. I had no more family, my possessions gone; all that was left of my house was a pile of ash sitting in a huge hole. I swore on that day to find the man and make him pay for what he did. Slowly the day’s started to pass soon weeks sped by months flew out of sight, and now finally after three years of searching, the deed was done. I could finally breath knowing that the killer was no more.

Short story

OK so this isn't part of the story im writing but i thought i should share this with you guys cus well its taking me FOREVER to think of something to write about for chapter three so yeah...... heres the story

Inside the house they heard it, a single gunshot. A man and girl ran outside to see what that gunshot was for, that’s when they saw them, mob of men in tattered clothing holding rifles high in the air shouting at what seemed to be nothing under the blood red sunset. They just stood there awestruck. The man was the first one to snap out of the daze, the mob was half way to the house. He grabbed the girl by the shoulders, ”I want you to go to the safe house and stay there until I get back I have to get a few things first. Molly you hear me!” She just looked at him nodded her head and went to give him a hug but he pushed her towards the safe house. “Don’t come out for anything.” He yelled out. Molly ran to the safe house and slammed the doors behind her. She sank down to the floor and waited. After a few minutes she couldn’t stand it anymore, she picked herself up and opened the door just a crack. A wave of warmth washed over her. Instinctively she pulled back and saw the house in bright red and orange flames devouring the house as if it was a greedy child in need of candy. She opened the door a little more to see a man standing in front of the mob. The man was then shot more than once, to see him jerk in an unnatural way was just too much for Molly, he looked like her rag doll. The man fell and the mob crowded over him looking at him with accepting eyes. When he didn’t move they all cheered, they laughed with glee in their eyes. They broke down into more laughter as they departed the crime scene. When she couldn’t see them any more she brought herself out of the safe house and ran to the man. Stopping abruptly her hand jumped to her mouth, fat tears rolled off her cheeks and onto his. His clothes were torn to shreds and stained a dull red. His body looked stark white against his rust stained jacket. The sunset had now changed into a bright full moon, the light reflected off of something in his coat pocket. Molly saw the light and bent down and gingerly picked it up as if it would turn to dust if she touched it. The full moon reflected of the silver pocket watch. She opened it to see the remaining picture of them in a time when they were truly happy. Molly and her parents were smiling at her, they seemed almost alive, but now she had no one. Benjamin Beatles was no more, his work has now perished along with him. Molly was no alone. The hardest part was excepting the only person who truly understood here was gone forever. The new challenge would be finding a new place to call home.

Ok i dont exactly know if this was the final copy i went with but its one of the good ones :P

Chapter 2

11 years later

   He sat on the stone wall, the wind pulling at his black trench coat. His dark hair laid slightly over his piercing blue eyes. He was a little tall for his age and his jeans were slightly wet at the bottom from walking through the wet sand. The sneakers by his side were covered in sand and mini rocks. The waves lapped the bottom of the wall. The water glistening in the evening sunset, changing the tide from orange to a blood red. "Where is he, he should have been here by now." He mumbled to himself. Just then a silver convertible pulled up, the windows specially designed to be tinted so you couldn't see the drivers face. He knew it was illegal but he didn't really care. "You're late." He told the man who just stepped out of the car. "No Daren you are just really early. I have never been late and i never will be late."
"Well I'm just glad you didn't run into any unwanted characters."
"Agreed."
"So why did you want me here again?"
"No particular reason, I just wanted to see what was happening in your daily life away from the Organization."
   Daren raised an eyebrow in question. Ezra never liked listening to Daren's rants about how evil his teachers were and how he wanted to stay with the Organization 24/7 instead of whenever they needed his help or he was due for a lesson. He turned to face Ezra, "OK, you never want to know whats happening outside my magic life. What's really going on?" Ezra opened is mouth to say something then changed his mind and closed it once more. "Fine don't answer." Daren learned early on that when Ezra didn't want to answer something you shouldn't keep asking otherwise things would get ugly, fast.  "You wanna know whats been happening well I'll tell you what's happening, absolutely nothing." There was silence, it took Ezra a bit to finally reply. "Good, I'm glad to see every thing's fine." He turned making the sand churn under him and simply walked away. Daren stood there stunned at what just happened.  He finally found his voice," That's it? That's all you wanted me for? To ask what was happening about my normal life?! No villains or break ins of any sort? Nothing?" Ezra never replied, he got into his car and drove away. "What the heck is wrong with that guy?" He muttered to himself and he started walking home.


"How much longer until we get there?" Brooke complained from the back seat of the car. Soon her brother told her. They had been driving for hours to the "special surprise" her brother called it. "Can't I take this stupid blind fold off now Jack?"
"Almost."
"Where is it your taking me again?"
"I didn't tell you where we were going, did I."
"No."
"Then do you think I would tell you."
"No."
"Correct so just stay calm until we get there." Brooke sighed and slumped back in her seat. Her long loose curly hair fell over her shoulders and onto her navy blue v-neck sweater. She had on her silver flats and jeans. A  silver locket dangled from her neck, a silver oval about the size of her thumb. Do you have any idea where were going? She thought. A few seconds of silence passed before someone answered.
I have as much knowledge on where you're going as you.
So you have no idea do you.
Not a clue.
You said you were going to help me.
I did, just not with this.
Five years of hearing you in my head can't I see what you look like?
Nope
Common Diego! Please.
You will see me soon.
How soon? There was no response. She muttered something about wringing his throat if she ever saw him. He popped into head about five years ago a year after she traded her house for a new one. He came in after she had a really weird dream. She was back home at the fountain, but no one was there. She looked a little older than she was right now 16. The trees surrounded her turning the once happy scene dark and eerie. Something rustled be hind her, she turned around. And there he was. A five year old child looking at her with those bright blue eyes.  Those eyes boring a whole through her changed suddenly to a hard angered look. The trees bursted into flames and when she turned around the innocent kid was gone and in his place was a tall teen around 17 with those same eyes but a little longer and shaggier hair covered with a long brown cloak like a monk with the hood pulled up making his face darker and creepier. The flames started to dance closer around them, he smiled a wicked smile. Then through the roar of the flames she heard a voice, not Diego's but some familiar voice. Your weakest hour is upon you, only then will the light shine through. With that the flames engulfed her and she woke screaming and in a cold sweat. She's had that dream ever since and its always the same never different. Something was nagging at the back of  her head after that first dream, something seemed oddly familiar about the boy, she couldn't put her finger on it.

   Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her brothers voice. "Wait one second don't do anything just stay put I have to check something." She didn't even realized that the car had stopped moving. Silence enveloped her, making her hear a high pitched sound. Minutes passed. The noise only seeming to get louder in her ear. Finally her door was opened. Horrid sounds rushed into the tiny car. "Come on!" It wasn't Jacks voice who broke the silence. It was her mother. She sounded worried. Brooke tore the blind fold off blinking away the bright light trying to take in the scene. When the spots danced away she could see her brothers and her dad fighting what seemed to be a giant rabid dog. Her mouth gaped at the sight. "What the heck is going on?" She questioned her mother. "No time to explain." Her mother replied, she grabbed her daughters wrist and started to run towards a shack a few feet away from the commotion. Half way there Brooke stopped like she hit a massive wall. Her mother stared at her as she turned towards the beast like a zombie. She started walking towards the massive thing and raised her hand. At the palm of her hand a blue haze started to glow, it grew bigger until she had to use two hands to hold it. The blue orb of fire danced in her palms then shot out at the beast with a swish. It hit him straight in the center if his chest. There was a rumble and then he exploded into pollen like dust. Every one turned their eyes towards Brooke. Her legs began to buckle and darkness took over her mind. Luckily Noah caught her right before she hit the ground.

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"The time is now, we must tell her what she and what this whole Organization is about."
"Patience Diego, she will learn soon enough."
"But she's much more powerful than our expectations! She needs the proper training now before this gets out of hand."
"No not today. We'll put her back into the car and make it look like it was all a dream. Today's event will be nothing more than a figment of her ima-" His sentence was cut off by a sudden entrance. "What happened? I was starting to walk home when I saw a giant blue explosion! The I saw you guys running towards the explosion so i followed you here and who the heck is she?" Daren pointed to the unconscious girl on the table before them. Diego and Ezra exchanged glances silently agreeing on an unsaid plan. "Her name is Brittany Long we think shes the one who caused the explosion." Ezra explained. "She was found near the blast scene and so we went to check it out and now we're waiting for her to wake up so we may ask her a few questions."
"Well can I wait with you guys? I have nothing better to do at the moment."
"it's alright Daren we've got it covered just go home."
"You sure?"
"Positive." Daren gave them a suspicious look and walked out of the little shack. Once the door was closed behind him he made it sound like he walked away. Once he thought it was safe to move again he put his ear up to the door to listen into their conversation. he picked up Diego's voice, "Bridgette Long?? I thought we silently agreed on Donna Lee."
"Oh will you forget about what we 'named' her. As long as Daren doesn't find out who she really is then we'll be safe."
"Why shouldn't we tell him it's Brooke? For goodness sake she's been miserable without him. Jack, Noah, Joey, and Tyler are all in collage and she barely sees them anymore and Jacob is on his last year of high school. We should reunite them. It would be better if they were back together again."
"No. I keep telling you it's too dangerous to keep them together let alone in the same neighborhood. So unless Daren somehow finds her then we will tell them and only then will we tell them how powerful they are."  The rest was all mumbles for Daren. His heart jumped in his throat and his breathing turned shallow. His bright blue eyes widened in disbelief. He glanced at the door once more before running off. Tears sprang to his eyes as he thought back to the horrid day when Ezra had told him that Brooke was gone forever.

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    Daren was eight, three years after she left for D.C. He lying on the edge of the fountain looking up at the shocking blue sky and the bright green tree tops that seemed to never end. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again he saw Diego standing over him. He yelped in shock and rolled off the fountain ledge banging his head against the ground. "Why on earth did you have to do that?" Daren complained. He looked back at Diego and saw his grim expression. "What happened?" 
"Brooke was killed in a car accident." He shook his head and laughed. "No seriously what happened?" Diego's black eyes were cold and harsh, there was no trace of his usually sense of humor. Daren's smile was wiped off his face. His blue eyes swimming in overflowing tears, one finally broke the dam and rolled down his cheek. He spoke in a small voice,"She's not dead. She can't be, I know she's still alive." Diego's expression didn't change. "You're lying to me!" He stumbled back into the thick of the forest and ran towards his home, tears blurring his vision. Ripping the door open he ran to his room and broke down on his bed. Soon his eyes went dry and he fell asleep.
































EEP!!!! How in the world did i write this?! i have no idea!
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