Fifteen Journey - Chapter 33

“Where, where is everyone?”
Cassey had been left alone and couldn’t find anyone. The more she penetrated through the thick forest, the more uncomfortable she felt. It wasn’t the black spirits anymore; another evil force seemed to rise: the force of solitude.
Her feelings were mixed up, she knew that but she couldn’t help feeling she was being followed. Everywhere she went, he would always be there, silently following her. Then, someone appeared behind some bushes.
Her body was paralysed, as well as her mind. Her breath was the only thing she could hear, apart from the stranger’s footsteps. When he was one metre away from her, he stopped.
The tall, dark skinned and young man was reluctant to move. But his dark eyes showed no embarrassment, neither his cold face. In fact, he was about to say something when Cassey finally made her move.
“AHHHHHHH!!!” she ran away leaving the old teenager stupefied.
Her mind was filled with ghosts and creations of her own, not permitting her to rely on her five senses. But she kept running, to free herself from the made-up world, without any success.
Then, she quit sensing the floor. Her feet were suspended in the air but struggling to find some place to avoid her fall. Seeing the feet couldn’t find any place, she tried to use her hands and, fortunately, she found somewhere to grab to. She felt the gravity pulling her to destruction and finally opened her eyes.
Above her feet, a deep and dark cliff stood pushing her down. When her hand was losing the rock’s contact, a soft and sweated hand grabbed hers. With effort, Cassey was grabbed to safety and rolled herself due to the strength applied while saving her. After rolling, Cassey turned to her saviour to thank but the girl had fainted. Scratches were all over the girl’s body. Then, a shadow from above made her appearance.

Rick headed to the place he had last seen him. He saw him during the battle against Annya, but his present location was unknown. Rick was searching for his best friend.
Now, where could he be? The battle field was destroyed and was left with the remaining dust. Rests of battles were the most depressing thing to see…
Then, Rick heard someone slowly taking out a sword. The visitor was a new enemy for sure.
Faster than the visitor, Rick took out his sword quickly enough not to be cut. The enemy was quick and did fast moves, causing Rick to step back. Rick was only protecting himself and avoiding attack, so Thynia had to be used because the opponent used mainly strong attacks instead of quicker. But soon it changed: applying his strength, Rick struggled against the enemy’s sword and made it fly away with the shock. For a great finale, Rick put his sword in the opponent’s neck.
“Game’s over… Bradley.”
Rick’s best friend grinned.
“You’ve improved…”
Rick put his sword down. “A little maybe.” He said while packing his sword. “You knew I was searching for you, didn’t you?”
“A little maybe…” Bradley copied. “You’ve had too many strange powers lately.”
“Well, it’s about that too. Kane’s in real danger.” Bradley gasped and Rick tried to ignore him. “I know you don’t get along with him well, but he needs your help.”
Bradley sighed. “I’ll see what I can do. Your cousin isn’t endowed with fighting but I can’t beat an army…”
Rick grinned at him.
“Thanks man. I’ve got to go. My friends are waiting. We need to find…”
Then, the two teenagers heard a woman’s scream. It was Cassey.

Next Chapter:
And with tiredness, Rick reached the place from where the scream had come. The pearl they had searched for was in the floor, next to a tired body, illuminated by the shadow of an angel. – Giggling enemy

Author’s Note:
Long pause here, but I think the story is going well.
I’m busy with Project Fifteen so I’m not able to write everyday. I almost obliged myself to write this chapter… *sigh*
Comment please and, of course, I hope you liked it!

The Norvia Chronicles - Chapter 4

Ups... Looks like it's my turn to write something in this story...
Just as a curiosity to the blog's readers, I was the only one who did not write this and other stories by MSN some time before the blog was created, and so I didn't know what to write here. Fortunatelly, Fipa told me the story they've invented was all writen in this blog, already, and so I could invent something new now.
And so I will! Just hope you like it (also hope you've never heard anything about Oblivion and it's story :P). I want comments from all our readers (why do many of you just read and don't post any feedback?) and even from our writers, because this is a stroy we are all writing in turns.

The Norvia Chronicles
Chapter 4

Frederious's heart skipped a beat when he realized the mysterious person was heading to his room. Who was it? Whas he or she going to help them? Or simply had different plans for the group?
Then, he realized that person was not alone. Two other human shapes were now visible in the middle of the darkness. Who were them?
The three shapes were now in front of the iron door. He realized, with surprise, that the two shapes that appeared after were soldiers. The other one seemed to be just a normal person...
'Are you sure it is in this cell?' asked one of them to the mysterious person, receiving a simple nod in reply.
'Stand back!' he shouted to Frederious, Sarith and Anya. 'Go to the opposite wall of the door and wait there facing the window on it with your arms up!'
Frederious hesitated, then accepted his disadvantadge and did what the guard sayd. Sarith and Anya moved to the wall, too, but more slownly, due to their wounds.
Facing the little window in the wall he was standing, Frederious heard a click and then the door open. He heard the footsteps of the three people, and then the door closing again.
'Don't ever try to get out of that position' say one of the guards. 'We won't hesitate to kill you if you don't follow our orders!'
Frederious stood still, and so Sarith and Anya did. An anger filled him. Why didn't they user their magic to attack the guards? It wouldn't be that difficult!
'Here it is!' sayd the person protected by the two guards. 'Now, activate it so we can acess the main chamber.'
Frederious heard a strange click and something moving through the ground of that room.
'Don't even try to follow us, as we're kill you immediatly!' sayd one of the guards, before they began to walk, again.
However, Frederious couldn't resist trying to see what was going on, and so looked at the direction of the sound for a short sight.
What he saw really surprised him: great part of the wall had moved to show a tunnel leading to the stairs that were leading downstairs. The strange group had already left the room.
Amazed, he looked at Sarith and Anya, to see what they could be thinking of. They seemd as amazed as him. Then, Sarith decided to break the silence of the room:
'So, are we going to follow them or what?'
The idea seemed strange: how could they follow that strange group if the guards had been so worried of what they could do? However, the wall was still revealing the tunnel...
'Sure!' sayd Frederious.
What?! Did I just sayd that? I really must control myself!
However, they were already walking through the tunnel. Frederious hurried to catch them up.
The stairs leaded to a small room with no light at all. After a lot of time researching the room, they found a door, probably the one used by the other group.
It was shut tight. Then, someone Frederious couldn't recongnise without light casted some spell and opened the door.
'Thanks, ...' Frederious was saying, but he couldn't see who did it.
'You're welcome' sayd Anya, right in front of him. So, it was Anya. 'Let's go!'
'I have a strange feeling we are going to meet him again' sayd Sarith, not far away from him. Frederious thought it was strange the way Sarith talked about the man they saw with the guards. Did she know him?
'You know who was him?' he asked, but soon regreted that question. Although they were in a dark room, it was easy to "sense" their surprise about the question.
'You mean you don't know who was him?' asked Anya, after a great silence of incredibility.

And so it finishes with great suspense!

Saritah, you're the one who will reveal the next details of this fantastic story! Good luck!

The Norvia Chronicles - Chapter 3

The three fighters were trapped. There’s was no possible way out, this time Sarith was day dreaming, and Anya was down. Frederious looked around once more. The idea of defeat did not please him. Surrender, was not an option. At least not without fighting.
“Why should I speak to your Master? It’s not like I have to…” Fred asked receiving a gaze as an answer.
“That was the dumbest thing I have ever said! I sounded like a 10 year old…” Fred thought.
“You are even considering not seeing my Master? Think again…Chimp.”
Richardux grabbed Frederious arm using his enormous strength, pulling him close, and whispering into his ear.
“The Master will be pleased you’d care to join him…” A threat, no doubt.
Frederious felt his horrible and warm breath close, smelling like old apples. He also noticed that the strength applied in his thin arm was even greater.
Frederious fell abruptly in the floor.

“What are we going to do with them?” Richardux asked his master.
His master was not too different from him. He was a little taller and stronger, but the ugliness was the same.
“Don’t worry! I’m going to talk with them. I want to know what they are doing here.” The Master answered.

“Where am I? What is this smell?” Frederious wondered.
He was on a dark room. Then he heard something.
“Ghh…” Someone whined.
Fred turned his face and he saw something moving. It was Sarith. She was still recovering from the faint
“What happened?” she asked.
“We’ve got trapped. You led us to Vildomur!” Fred replied.
“Nooo! It can’t be! How are we supposed to get out of here?” Sarith was now desperate.
“I don’t have a clue. But where is Anya?” Her whereabout was now Fred’s preoccupation.
“I’m over here!” Anya shouted from a different room. “I’m okay. Just a little dizzy from the battle!”
They interrupted their conversation because someone walked in the front of the rooms. Then this someone opened the doors.



The third chapter is here. The fourth is your job RicardoRPL.

Fifteen Journey - Chapter 32

“Show your faces or I’ll blow this room in pieces.”
Kane was stunned. How could he possibly know they were there?
“I don’t want to kill a toddler…” the person said showing no emotion in his voice.
Kane joined forces to face him. He couldn’t put Kate’s life in danger.
He finally stood up and looked at the challenger. Somehow, he recognised the middle-aged man.
Face to face, brown to reddish eyes. Kane to Tourch’s judge.
‘Oh boy…’
The face he had studied for 3 years was in front of his. The red eyes in the photo were not as feared as the ones staring at Kane. His hand was shivering, causing the file he was holding to tremble. Then, with his hand’s move, the judge made a ball appear. A ball containing too much power.
Without being able to react, Kane was grabbed by colourful magic spirits, so was Kate.
“Give me that…” the judge ordered pointing the file Kane’s still holding.
Kane put the file in the floor but didn’t give the judge enough time to catch it. A special powder was spread in the entire room, causing the judge to lose his powers.
“What?”
The powder finally disappeared, permitting the judge’s power to come back. But Kane had disappeared with the powder.
The judge scanned the room hoping to find a human body hiding somewhere. The anger exploded one more time, making the nearest chair blow to pieces.
“Sir…”
The judge turned to the servant and grinned after hearing the news the servant was transmitting. Without delay, the judge headed to the entry to the air canals.
‘Bingo.’
Using the power his globe could transmit, the judge transformed the air canals into a deep black whole so that the teenager would be lost.
“What the…?”
Behind Kane moved a shadow. The black whole would catch him in some seconds.
‘What kind of power does he have?’
Together with the whole, Kane sensed a hand catching him. A cold hand, trying to hurt him. Kane screamed while the hand was penetrating his flesh.
“Kane!” Kate’s childish voice echoed from far after hearing the cousin’s scream.
He didn’t answer her, not only not to worry her but also because he couldn’t. All his strength was being used to struggle against the hand, which was permitting the judge to gain some time. The judge was approaching. Kane was sure of that.
“Kane!!!” she shouted again.
Nearer and nearer…
“KANE!!!”
‘Goodbye…’

“Wake up, men!”
Rick finally opened his eyes. Memories and dreams were flowing through his mind.
“You were so agitated during your sleep…” Mike declared. “We need to find Cassey… She’s missing, you know…”
Fred was carrying Rick with his robot’s help a long time by now. But Rick didn’t take that long to realize what he had seen in that dream.
‘Kane’s in danger…’

Next Chapter:
It wasn’t the black spirits more; another evil force seemed to rise: the force of solitude. – Searching the pearl

Author’s Note:
I didn’t like writing this chapter at all. It’s easier to speak about Rick. However, this is almost the last time we’ll hear about Kane, at least in Fifteen Journey.
I’m in holidays!!! XD
Comment please!!!

Memories - Chapter 1

This is the cliff were the humanity will end.
Nine years after my robotization I’m the same, with one difference: my leg is made with metal. It was difficult to get used to this new tool but I had had a great support. We can’t rely on sintists: their only concern is to keep us under control. But why do they want us to live? Wouldn’t it be better to end our race and create a pure one, free from robotizations? The robotization is a deal: if you are hurt, the part of the body which is harmed will have to be replaced by a machine. Sintists are so freaks when it comes to avoiding illnesses!
“Yo, Kaze.”
Well, it wasn’t necessary to turn around. The only person who knows my name and says “Yo” is my brother.
“Yo” I greeted. “What’s up?”
“Mom, wants our help. Wat’cha doing?” he’s got to work in his fluency. In fact, we aren’t real brothers, we just got the same mother so, obviously, he is younger than me, and had an average dad, a robotized father.
“Nothin’. Just staring…”
He grinned. “Do you still have nightmares with this place?”
I shut up. The conversation could be lead in a different course. His father’s death was something he‘d always blame me for. It was better to change subject.
“How’s Rienna doing?”
“Well, I guess. At least she’s already eating.” He said in a more cheerful tone. “She hasn’t adapted to her new leg yet.” He was kind of amused.
“Hey, hey, your process of adaptation was even worst! You were always crying because you couldn’t pick your fork!”
“Shut up!” he tried to get me with his mechanical arm. His arm…
Mick, my brother, scratched his arm when we, family, were passing through difficult times. His father died, then our mother was robotized for the third time of her life and we were living alone, so it was predictable he’d hurt himself to be close to his mother. Hopefully, he got used to his new arm and uses it a lot, mainly for typing in the laptop he brought everywhere he went to. He is really good in dealing with electronic devices. In our world, every robotized being knows how to deal with it well, but my brother has further knowledge. I have hope in his future.
“So, what kind of help does mom needs?” I asked after being captured by him.
“Picking the grapes. Yo, let’s do this our what?”
I nodded. He headed to our village but I stayed behind a bit. I had the sensation that the next time I’d be near this cliff would be the last. I took a quick gaze to the place: it was too deep and black to see the bottom so we called it The Endless Cliff. Evil spirits seemed to rule the place, draining the nearest soul. But it was attractive. The spirits were the call to freedom: the more I stared, the more I wanted to join them. You could call this my favourite place.
“Yo, comin’ or not?” I woke up with Mick’s call far away, near the cereal field.
“Yes!” I ran to get away from the attraction.
‘I’ll come back.’

Memories - Chapter 0

She was crying.
“Don’t worry, it will be alright…”
“Where… where are they taking me?”
She hid her tears before answering me. “It will be alright…” she repeated trying to convince herself.
The others were struggling against the big robots. No one could escape them, the sintists were our order. Although she was fighting with all her strength, the sintists’ guardians pushed her away, causing her to fall. The robots touch could provoke some circuits malfunction but, hopefully, she was still a pure human and the one I cared about more in this world. But I couldn’t see her anymore until the process was complete. Not even my mother, who has been with me since I was two, was near me. My sweaty hands were tied and I was just being pushed in a sterilized transparent capsule. We all had heard about the process but I never thought I would be a PAR’s victim so soon. And now I was alone...
Time passed too quickly till the fortress. The huge building everyone feared was my next destination.
I don’t know what happened next. My system was blocked as soon as I entered the building and I woke up later in a capsule with a green liquid inside. Staring at me, in a black and developed room, were dozens of sintists.
The dirty uniform, pale skin, cold eyes. That was our idea of sintists and, indeed, it wasn’t wrong. But the thing bothering me at that moment were the eyes: the eyes which regarded my naked body as an object.
“Program: X001. Disintegrate.”
I was shocked, since X001 is my serial number. Were they going to disintegrate me? Turning me to molecules?
I tried to break the glass which was separating me from the sintists. But the more I fought, the more I lost hope. I finally gave up, making many sintists to grin with my defeat. But while analysing their reactions, I recognised someone in the middle of that crowd of sintists. Myself.
Well, I wasn’t exactly me. He was about ten years old older but he had the same tea coloured hair, the same dark blue eyes and the same open smile. Our eyes met for a second but the manager’s command stopped it, making me lose my senses.
“Initiate robotization.”
That was the first time I saw my dad.

Wild Blue Ocean

Once upon a time, there was a little girl, born in a village next to the sea. Every day, she would sit in the beach and gaze at the sea, wishing someday her father would allow her to adventure in the wild blue ocean.
One day, war came to her country. Ugly and strong creatures invaded what used to be stunning landscapes, leaving the cries of despair and solitude. The time had come: the little girl, who was no longer little, was ordered to search for help, somewhere in the wild blue ocean. Together with two friends and though fighters, the little girl, now a teenager, began her quest.
She had to face many storms and the ocean's wild strength, to fulfil the quest of bringing help. After one month sailing, the voice of the sightseeing sailor could be heard bringing hope. "We found land!"
The grown-up girl, together with her friends, hurried to the front of the ship, where the land of hope could be seen. The city had stunning buildings, connection archaic architecture with modern facilities. The three friends were used to the simplest of their country, so this was a new experience.
"Beautiful..."
They finally arrived at the port. The people there didn't regard them as scum; on the other hand, they all offered their help. But the girl and one had only aim, to meet the king and beg for his help. Her land's destiny was in her hands.
After walking in the beautiful streets full of sellers, the girl and her friends finally reached the castle. It was huge, with six towers and gargoyles watching the visitors' behaviour. After convincing the guard, the girl finally made her way in.
The castle inside was just stunning. The shinning gold evaded the three friend’s sight, almost blinding them. "The king will receive you know..."
The three friends made their way to the following huge room.
The king was a middle-aged man, but, in spite of smiling, he didn't seem that sympathetic. His skin was brownish, just as every citizen's.
"May I know your quest?” he asked.
The teenager girl approached the king, ready to speak. But someone stepped in the big room.
"Father..." a male teenager appeared.
"This is my son, Theios." the king told the teenager girl.
The prince smiled at her while she complimented him with a bow followed by her friends.
The girl proceeded. "I came here by boat to find allies to the war that my country is facing."
The smile in the king's face vanished.
"We are a peaceful country. We have been told about your contry's conditions... and I wouldn't like my man's life in risk." the hope in the girl's heart was fading. "However, I could help you, but with one condition."
"Anything!" the girl quickly answered.
"You have to marry my son..."
The girl's heart stopped...

The narrator stopped there to take a deep breath.
"Woooooooow..." the children were shivering with emotion in the big room filled with toys. “How cute was the prince?" the oldest of them asked his mother.
"Shut, be quiet! And then..." the narrator continued blushing.
"What are you telling the children?" someone sneaked from behind causing her to jump. "Are you filling their minds with your past again?"
"No, nothing, nothing..." she said blushing. “It’s just an average fairytale..."
He stepped back to continue his way to the terrace to see the almost asleep nature. Sarith ordered her children to go to their rooms and joined her one in the terrace. The was their favourite place, where they could look for the village their loved.
"I'd like to know where they are..." she wondered looking at the view to the big city.
"We'll go back..."
"...someday..." Sarith finished while watching to the sunset.

Hope you liked it.
Fipa

Blooming Spring Flower- Chapter 3

Yet, another chapter! :)
Step by Step you'll understand the plot and the whole situation( or problem) our hero has to put up with! Poor Heather...Well, you have to read if you want to find out more!

Blooming Spring Flower - Chapter 3

Inside the ballroom, the queen was making sure everything was absolutely divine (perfect) for the ceremony take would take place later, during the evening. She was sitting by the window, holding a tea cup and deciding which colour she would pick for the napkins: Light Beige or Flaming Red, to match her curtains?

“Ah, Blake!” the queen called” You’re finally here, oh dearest son of mine!”
“Yes, mother: I am here. And I brought someone with me…”
The queen searched for the soul, who had kept her son accompanied during the terrible time of war. Could her son have brought fellow mate( friend), from the Southern Lands( they were at war, he couldn’t do that to his own mother... could he?) or perhaps a slave to help around with the arrangements, or even a politician to teach HIS mother how to rule HER country? Just the thought of what the young prince had been up to, in the last 6 months, made her nauseas.

It was then, Heather crippled behind the young prince, with a flushed face and frizzy hair. The queen made a kind smile and sighed. ‘It is far better than a new counsellor!’ she thought to herself.
“Oh, you were talking about Heather, now weren’t you?” the queen asked relieved.”Not at all ” he grinned, brushing his blond curls back “Mother, I want you to meet Melantha, my fiancé…”

The teacup, the queen was holding, fell and broke on the floor, spilling tea everywhere. The queen’s heart momentarily stopped beating: she was speechless. She looked straight at Heather, demanding an explanation, which Heather couldn’t give since she was just as surprised.

A tall, slim and astounding brunette, with amber eyes and cherry lips, silently “slid” through the workers, from the castle’s hallway, towards Blake’s direction. She moved with such grace and elegance, anyone could easily tell she had come from a royal and wealthy family.

“Your highness” she introduced herself with a bow, and a loving smile “I am Melantha, daughter of the Southern Lands King, Zo”

Heather gasped in disbelief, while the queen simply nodded and stared demented, towards her own son. That was “practical joke” even she couldn’t bare…

Blooming Spring Flower- Chapter 2

"Simmon!"
Darkness: an empty room, a chilly breeze and red courtains.That was all Heather could see, from where was standing.
"Where are you, Simon?"
Was she calling her brother?Was that her voice?Heather rose her hand to her lips and noticed that they were firmly closed.It couldn't be her.Someone else was calling him.
Heather was standing at the entrance of the dark room: in front of her there were open door which lead to the chilly room where the voice was comming from; behind her, there was a long, never-ending hallway, with tall and firm walls.
She took one big step and entered the so called "room".She gasped, as the doors suddenly closed behind her, against her will. Deep Silence.

Heather could hear herself breath.She looked to left, then right and finally she looked front.The room was long, wide and scary. She noticed a couple of windows to her right, where little amount of light could get through, and red velvet courtains: the queens favourite.

Could she still be inside the palace?
"WHERE ARE YOU?"
The voice.The sixteen year-old started to run: she was frightened and seriously wanted to leave.She ran into the darkness ahead, looking for a possible way out, but the room seemed to never end.She continued to run, along the red carpet beneeth her feet.More and more windows, exactly like the ones she saw continued to appear: it was like , even though she was running like crazy, she remained in exact same spot!She decided to stop, catch her breath , but remained on "red alert" just in case some sort of door, or light showed up in all the that dense and frustrating darkness.

She was determined to leave: she looked up at the windows, about 2o, maybe 30 mettres high, and realised she was trapped.She could climbe up or run away, it was best just to sit there and wait for...anything or anyone.

Another scream. She searched for any clue, that might lead her to the source of the agonised person.Yes, this time it's was a scream of pain. She looked up at the windows and saw a shadow: a man.


"Heather"
The sixteen year old awoke, on the garden.She sat up , straight and looked for the person who had called her.
"You're named is Heather right?"
Prince Blake, son of the queen.
"You're mother's maid, aren't you?"
She nodded, confused.
"Well, she told me about your sudden changes.How you're performances have decreased and your smile has faded, since we last met, remember?We used to play together before I left for Silverina."
Of course she remembered.They had an arranged marriage planned for them, since they were born...their parents decision certainly: but then he left for war, and was considered dead.A mistake appenrantly...


End of chapter 2

Did you know...
Heather , is an english name and means "a flowering plant".
Blake is also an english name and means "pale blond one or dark"!

Hehehe...keep in touch.

Blooming Spring Flower- Chapter 1

Brand new story.Tell us what'cha think! ;D

Blooming Spring Flower - Chapter 1


Once upon a time... there was this...girl with long, thin, glossy red hair, the most beautiful smile, lovely dark blue eyes, and tender/loving personallity. She was the queens maid, servent who worked hard everyday to feed and raise her younger brother: Simmon.
He was sick: messy hair, red nose, high fever and swollen pimples tormented him everyday.
yet, he's strenght and love for the life( and sister) that he had been blessed with, kept him going, fighting death.
One day, she left earlier and said goodbye to her shivering brother, with a simple kiss on the forehead, a smile, a sigh and a tear.
She slowly closed the door behind her, and left for the palace. She walked trought the thick woods, across the storming river into the embracing village.
The streeets were filled with people, stolling and greeting each other with a friendly wave or "lift of the old hat".
Children ran up and down the hills and stairs, while the dogs felt puzzled by the rising movemnt of Watila.
As she came closer and closer to Palace ( right on the center of Watila), she rose her hands, joined her soft and wavy hair, on a ponytail up high, on her little head : even though she had one of the most important jobs of the Royal Palace, she was still a 16 year old child, small , beautiful and charming as flower that began to bloom, on a Spring day. It was in fact Spring, on Watila
The most enjoyable time of the year.
Before she entered the Centered building, she sat by the fountain and washed her pale face.She look exausted and felt weak.
The decided to rest her eyes for a couple of minutes, so that the dizzyness could go away, but eventually she fell asleep, right there near the sweet, sweet water of Watila's Golden Fountain: Simnitagog.

"Just like a blooming flower,
who's petals turned red of anger,
could it be the face of danger
that one face's when it feels treatned by death itself?
Perhaps it is why,
Blue violets die,
Red roses stay,
feed of anger and despair,
do you dare, continue to suffer untill your last breath is taken?"

A drop of rain, falls on her rosey cheeck as the girl awakes puzzled by the words of an unknow man during her dream.Was it really a dream?No time to think, she was late once more for the greeting ceremony of the queen.
On her way to the garden, she notices a shadow by the window:
a maid? Too big.
a butler? Too tall.
a gardener? Inside the castle - impossible!
She finally arrives when the ceremony is comming to an end.
She walks towards the queen, with her head down low, her mouth trembling and her eyes stinging: she was sure to be lectured.
The queen notices the girl, takes a deep breath and remains still, by the rosebushes of the garden.Surronded by butlers, maids and other employees, she orders them to leave witha simple gaze and twitch with her head.The queen was extremly strict.
She looks up at the queen, pressing her hands against her knees, messing her dress: she couldn't help feeling nervous or stressed because she was sure to be punished in a frightning way.
"I hope your pleased with yourself: you missed yet another one of the Watila's festive ceremony's"
The 16 year-old tried to speak but the words wouldn't come out.
"I have brought you up, like my own child ever since your parents passed away.Last year, you decided to leave( by your own freewill) and go and live with your half-brother.I thought it was a bad decision, but I did not oppose."
Tears rolled down the girl's cheecks.
"now, you don't even bother showing up at the palace in time, your performances are getting worst , your smile keeps fading...it's as if you don't even care about you're own mother anymore!You don't smile, cheer or communicate, with anyone rather your dieing brother!"
Ouch.
The queen sighed heavily , turned around and left the youngster lying there, wheeping desperatly.
The young woman, felt like a lost child on those gardens, doomed to forgetness affraid to never be found by...anyone.
Inside she felt weak, tired, empty and alone. She had no reasons to smile, and now no one seemed to care: the queen had given up her hope on, what used to be, a cheerful child.

"Have I become, the rose whose petals are red of anger?My heart tells me I'll never 'live' again"

*END OF CHAPTER 1*

Next chapter: yep, there's a boy. Not a special, nice and warming boy, who will love her forever and ever, but a Prince.Who is that prince? And who was the man on the window? Was the 'poem' a dream?

Stay tunned.

The Norvia Chronicles - Chapter 2

This is still part of what Saritah wrote in those nights in Msn. Some changes, commas, spaces, cookies, comma, comma, milk, space comma...

Here it is. This is A+ material, so read it and COMMENT. Thank you... (Saritah, AN AUTOGRAPH!!! Please!!!) I repeat: this is Saritah's imagination running.

Enjoy, that's my last word.

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The Norvia Chronicles - Chapter 2

The growls were coming closer…
“Evil Nuoures!!! We're not ready to fight them!!!”
Anya looked around, fearing the worst. She knew Sarith was right! They needed more time! But there was no escape unless...
“Frederious, can you climb a tree?” she asked the prince.
“Yes...of course I can!” he felt insulted… again.
“Excellent! Can you fly?” Anya asked again.
Sarith turned facing front, looking at them in the eye.
“What are talking about? Are you kidding? This is no time for jokes!”
“I don't joke...you should already know that... Now, listen. You have to order the trees to bend...” Anya told Sarith not permiting Frederious to answer.
“But...”
“Now!”
Sarith raises her hand high, stretching her fingers. She pronounces the holly words
"Soluthionni GILivern". The solution is on your Leafs...
The trees begin to move, again against the ground; only this time quicker caused the earth to shake and the allies to fall. The leaves began to touch the ground as the routes start coming out of the land. The whole place begins to crash, as the trees almost fall.
In the last remaining minute, time freezes. Anya's eyes are now red, and Fred is scared.
Sarith catches her breath, and asks Fred to jump on the leaves.
“We haven't got much time...Jump now...” she ordered him.
“Why??? What is she doing??”
Sarith pushed him. Fred fell in the middle of the leavess. Sarith Jumped too, and called Anya.
“Come on!!! We're ready!”
Anya blinked her eyes and started running.
Time is back to normal…
Anya jumped just in time for the tree to get back up, unbending, making them jump up higher then ever.
They were flying...but just for a couple of seconds, until they realised that they couldn't stay in the air forever...Flying is a Jingnos trick; not a Mignons art...
“NOW WHAT???” Sarith demands horrified.
“Use your flying powers!” Anya calmly said
“What flying powers???”
Anya stopped to think, she couldn't stop time again! Her powers were limited...she was too tired.
“Turn us into Birds or something!!!” she said desperated.
“What am I, a mage???”
They seemed to be doomed falling at several miles an hour...about to crash against a steam cliff...
“What have you done??? We should have stayed there and fought the beasts!!!” Frederious joined the argue.
“With what powers Frederious? What powers do you have? DO you have any art at all??? Oh you have mastered annoyance...” Anya was almost shouting at him.
“I have an idea!!!”
“You should be ashamed of yourself!!! We save you from those horrible beast! From that useless quest of yours and all you have to say is "WE should have fought those beasts???"...You and what army???”
“Why ...I should just...” Fred tried to explain himself.
“GUYS! LISTEN! I have a plan!” Sarith shouted trying to recover attention.
“What???” the two of them asked simultaneously.
Sarith closed her eyes and pronounced a spell so quietly that none of them heard. She closed her arms and embraced the wind around them. The water beneath them, in the sea of nightmare, near the cliff started to rise slowly...And before they knew it there was water all around them...like a lair, a shell and shield!!! It was slowing the fall!!!
The shell was strong but not strong enough for even the best goddess to hold... She was tired from the early spell, and just when they were about to land, the water fell returning to the ocean...
“I'm sorry...” she excused herself between breaths “I can't…” she muttered...closing her eyes. She knew that there was nothing that could save them now... she had failed...
Unless for Anya. Anya raised her arms and made a thick force field a small time capsule, with the last breath she had! It had slowed the fall enough for them to survive!!!
And then, she fainted.
Fred and Sarith fell abruptly in the ground. Leaving dust and smoke on the air! As for Anya she fell slowly, touching the grass, like a light feather...
They ran towards her to see her, and ask for an explanation of what had just happen... But Anya had her eyes closed. Was she asleep? Had she fainted? Or was she gone forever?
Fred was speechless and Sarith could only murmure. “It's my fault, It's my Fault, It's my Fault...” They were devastated...
Sarith was numb. And Fred was scared and confused. He had to do something.
“We need to find a village!” he said gaining the control.
“Wh-why? She's gone isn't she?”
Frederious stood in silence.
“And it's all my fault...” Sarith confronted the ground.
“We don't know yet. If she's alive or death. We need to carry her to the nearest village...witch is...ummm…” he stopped for thinking.
“Vildomur. Vildmur, Land of the Truth.” Sarith informed still staring at the ground.
“Well then...let's go!” he tried to cheer her up.
Anya was carried by Fred, with the help of Sarith. Sarith didn't have much faith, thought. She kept saying it was all her fault, all the way there...
They took a couple of hours to get to Vildomur. As soon as they arrived, at the city’s entrance, they found the guard, saving the gates. He was tall, and looked like the size of a northern gorilla. A Museld, he was. The most fearing Men in all the Lands.
“Who are you? Do you wish to see the Master?” he asked without presenting himself.
“I am Frederious, prince of the Elf. And this is Sarith Goddess of the Mignons...and well Anya...but she's down...”
“The Master has been expecting you.” The guardian grinned “Your quest have made him very curious...”
As soon as they enter through the mighty gates, they automatically close, locking them inside.
“I am Richardux, Vildomur’s guardian. You must know his...”
Troops? The Nuoures? Those it ring a bell?
Fred stopped to think. The Nuoures were the beasts that attacked them in the forest!!! These were enemy's lands!!! VilDomur, means Evil Lies, The Land of Truth! Yes, the forbidden land!!! Sarith was so washed out with the accident, that she drove them into a deadly trap....


Continue, Fred. And yes, I am sure that's your turn.

Norvia Chronicles...Chapter 1

Don´t you dare mock ME! I worked hard for these stories, aswell as my fellow writers: so do not , under any circunstances, critise our work with your snobby or witty comments!

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*Sigh*

Ok, now let's get down to business: you know those IM talks you participate, late at night, with all your friends?You're sleepy, tired but you keep on talking just cuz you like to read their cheesy comments and non-creative comebacks. Well, one of those nights, the conversation was kind of slow( I think it WAS slow, but I can't really remenber) so I started a story....


It was kind of like Star Wars.WE were the characters.It turned out really cool, ANIME and ADDIDAS style: Impossible is nothing.

Them we made others, and this is one particularly interesting one...Kind of like a RPG( Role Playing Game).

I'll "shut up" now.Thank you for "listening"... ;)


Made: Last Year
Creators: My Friends and I.
Porpuse: Fun.


Norvia Chronicles - Chapter 1


It was quiet. Too quiet for a morning. No birds were singing, no green land could be seen. Only black coloured trees. Those were the clues Nature was giving.
In the dark forest of Narvia, strolled a young elf named Frederious Sithos, son of the king of Elfs, Nousubos. He was on a mission to destroy the source of evil that was haunting Narvia for many years now. It destroyed the kingdoms forests, rivers and mountains, leaving darkness to rule those places. It should be stopped! Many archers and knights were sent from all the lands to the final battle, because it not only affected Narvia, home of the Elfs, but other lands as well. Therefore, the king Nousubos made alliances with the nearer kingdoms that were also menaced by this dark threat.
Narvia, Stofilux e Aerosith were three kingdoms that were in the menaced land. United, they were "Nas" land of the great.
In Narvia lived the Elfs; In Aerosith the mignons, little forest creatures that possessed the powers of nature; in Stofilux lived the Stoes, know for their incredible minds able to solve any mystery or puzzle;
As Frederious continued with his mission, to improve his skills and stop destruction, he began to wonder if he was the one destined to end this tragedy...
“I know I was the one who asked for this mission, but can I indeed succeed?” he thought reluctant to accept his fate.
He felt insecure and stopped to think if it was all just a big waste of time; a mistake.
“Why am I doing this? Have I gone mad???” he almost shout in the sleeping forest.
“No. You haven't.” a voice whispered in the dark. Between the trees, you could see a shadow stepping forward slowly...
“Who are you?” he asked firmly preparing a battle.
“I am Anya, mistress of Stofilux. Queen of the Thoughtful.” The shadow made its way to Frederious.
“And I ...” said another voice coming from the opposite direction “Am Sarith, Goddess of Mignons.”
Frederious was perplexed.
“What do you want? Both of you? Money? If is that what you want, you'll have to fight!”
Quickly, he took his mighty sword from his waist, and charged against Anya, running furiously. Anya looked up into his eyes, and using her mind only, she pushed him back, like the wind, with a single blow...
Frederious fell hardly in the ground, hurting his back. He got up once more now to attack the other female. But without a single spell word, Sarith made the forces of nature rush against him: the leaves started the move with the dust and twigs, forming a small tornado, and the trees pushed him back against the ground...
Both the women's eyes were expressionless as snow; Frederious soon realized that they weren't lying. They were real masters of the Mignon Nature Command art, and Stofilux Mind Technique...They wanted to talk seriously...about important matters... too important matters.
Sarith was holding her hands and arms up, controlling the trees and whirlwind, prepared to attack once more.
“That's enough.” Anya told Sarith by telepathy.
“Why? I don't think he is…” Sarith asked.
“He got the message! Release him.”
Sarith put down her arms. Everything was back to normal. But Frederious was still on the ground, shivering
He couldn't believe his eyes:
“Was all this...a dream?” he asked his mind.
“NO!” Sarith shouted angrily.
“Enough!”
Anya commanded them both to stop so she could speak.
“Frederious, we are here to help...”
“Yes.” Sarith continued “All our Kingdoms are facing great danger. We alone have tried to stop these evil forces, but we're useless.”
Anya concluded. “Thus, we have decided to gather our countries greatest warriors. That includes you.”
Fred couldn't believe what he had heard...
“Me? But why?” he asked clueless.
“We thought you were brave and had leader qualities. Perhaps we were wrong...” Sarith grinned as she looked at him still standing in the ground like a peasant.
The young prince got up. He stood there, looking at the females. They looked like they had they same age he did. Yet, they were more experienced in the battle field.
“I haven't been quite trained yet...” he objected.
“That’s were we come in...”
“We shall help you, NOT because you’re a snob prince...” Sarith provoked him.
Fred looked angry at this point. Who did she think she was, to insult such a great prince as him?
Anya continued “…because, we believe you're the chosen one...”
But before they could speak about anything else, they heard a "grauur" in the middle of the bushes and trees...



Fipa will continue...you go girl! ;D

The Norvia Chronicles - Preface

Ok, people. This story is special. You didn't think I'd be writing another one, did you?
Well, then, let me introduce this project. This was a story written by Saritah, which wasn't finished. Each one of us will be writing a little bit of this story. Each one will write chapters, so that we get a story totally unplanned. I don't know where we'll get, but I think it's a good idea. Therefore, we'll be posting in some days (after the FCE Speaking Exam - see Calendar). I hope this turns interesting!!!

To the editors:
When posting a chapter, make sure you don't commit any mistake related to the plot and say, in the end of the chapter, who'll continue the story.

Anyway, give suggestions. We are open for everything!!!

Memories - Prologue

Brushing the floor, trying to find something. Her job was such a nuisance… Then, another obstacle appeared, blocking her way to discover antiquities. Quickly, she removed a square formed floppy with nothing written in it.
‘What…’
“A floppy…” Fred said from behind her.
“Yes," she agreed after giving it to him "From which age is it?”
Fred grabbed the dusty floppy and winked at his wife.
“We’ll see it in some seconds.” He headed to the research truck followed by Elain, while the other members of the expedition continued their search. The expedition was a sucess, since they had found many antique electronic devices.
“It’s a good thing Katie found this place for us.” She said causing him to nod.
Finally, Fred opened the door of the truck filled with circuits and computers.
“Here comes something…” he inserted the floppy.

Accept
Unit Floppy
Execute…