Braevia's story, Chapter 2 by PokemonKid16, literature
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Braevia's story, Chapter 2
I glanced at Braenara, but she just shrugged. I heard the matrons voice from the front door. "Go away, this land belongs to my family." She slammed the door and called for us to come.
The two of us knew better then to disobey an order from her. Her stark purple eyes stared at us. "I have bad news for you two." I could tell she wasn't happy about what she was going to say next. "Braenara, you are to go to the academy early. The city is prepossessing the land, and we cannot stay. Braevia, they ask that you report to Filsday City at once."
All we could do was stare at her. Why was i needed at Filsday city, me but a 15 year old orphan, when Filsd
Does education work for you? by PokemonKid16, literature
Literature
Does education work for you?
Does education work for you?
In most school settings, you learn what you need to know to survive in life by 7th grade. So why are we required to continue? it doesnt help like it used to.
High School makes teenagers well rounded, but they never become great enough to put that into a career. I am a senior in high school, but due to my attitude about education (i think most of what we learn in high school should be what we love to do, not what our goverment thinks we need to know) i ended up in a loose curriculum alternateve and technical school.
Part of the issue is that they make us learn things we will never use, like higher end math and teac
Braevia's Story, Chapter 1 by PokemonKid16, literature
Literature
Braevia's Story, Chapter 1
I sighed as i walked through the doors of the academy for the last time. I had gotten into to many fights, and the headmaster was sending me back to the orphanage in Crescent-moon City.
My name is Braevia, and i am a 15 year old blood elf priest. My parents were killed by humans in the ongoing war between Horde and Alliance when i was 2 years old. My hair was black, and braided like a night elf to set myself apart from everyone else. I was tall amongst my class, always wearing my mothers old robes and using my fathers old stave.
The robes were silk, and in perfect condition. They were blue with green and purple designs all over the blue fabri
I glanced behind me to check up on Thomas. He bounced up and down, clearly not comfortable on his horse. I grinned and twisted to look forward, looking around as we entered Louise, a province owned by the King. We should reach Marion Hill by tomorrow afternoon, if we were lucky. We stopped halfway there to set up camp. I shifted uncomfortably in my bedroll that night, wanting to strike out on my own to search for Virix.
We ate an early breakfast and set out for Marian Hill once more. We arrived around mid-afternoon, heading straight to the inn. The innkeeper ushered us into a private sitting room, and i got my first real look at Princess Val
The wars end: Chapter 2: Angelique Choiseul by PokemonKid16, literature
Literature
The wars end: Chapter 2: Angelique Choiseul
Angelique Choiseul
I watched after the Werewolf as he walked up the street towards the town hall as i slipped the charm bracelet onto my wrist. He finnaly walked out of sight, leaving me to walk into the house.
It was small, but i had it all to myself. The living room was seperated from the kitchen by the counters, with the table pushed against the wall for dining.
I walked up the stairs, and stopped inside of my bedroom. A double bed took up the space right below the window, with a lamp on one of the two end tables. A desk was next to the closet door. Across the room was a door to the bathroom, which was small in comparison to the one ba
The wars end: Chapter 1: Chakor by PokemonKid16, literature
Literature
The wars end: Chapter 1: Chakor
Chakor Reule
I shifted uncomfortably as i walked through the streets of Homes-way Civil, where my father, Ulkmar Reule, had stationed me for losing my temper and almost killing my teacher. The vampires, all war prisoners and children of the higher ups of the Vampire Army, glared at me. We were getting a new addition today, the first in half a year.
I had merely glanced at the file my father had sent me on her, since there was no picture of Angelique Choiseul. She was 5' 10" with flaming red hair and eyes the color of an open flame. She had a special power, but that was omitted from the file for some reason. I fingered the charm bracelet she
The wars end: Chapter 1: Angelique by PokemonKid16, literature
Literature
The wars end: Chapter 1: Angelique
Ok, its time i started up a new book! instead of mages and dragons and elves, its time for Vampires, werewolves, and Vampire Hunters! enjoy!
Angelique Choiseul
I sat rim-rod straight in the car as my mother, Iolanthe Choiseul, drove me to my new home, Homes-way Civil. I knew little of this place, except that it was for war prisoners. I was Angelique Choiseul, the daughter of the commander of the Vampire army on Chassis, a world parallel to the humans earth.
I knew why this was happening, because both Iolanthe and Launcelot, my father, had told me why. It was because i had accidentally set my high school on fire, again. I scowled out the wi
I walked up the stairs to Virix's room and knocked on the door. No one was answering, so i turned to knob and went in. I stopped, shocked. Virix was gone, along with her pack, stave, wand, and favorite robes. I didn't move a long time, until i heard the bell for breakfast. I ran down the stairs and out the door, almost running into Thomas.
"Virix left!" i said before he could ask. His eyes went wide with surprise. "All of her stuff that she could take with her at a moments notice was gone, and the window was open." i stopped for breath and we started walking to the cafeteria. "I guess i will be going after all, brother." i said, depressed, a
I shifted, and we stood there for about 30 minutes before i snarled, "Why?! We trusted you with out secrets, why couldn't you trust us with yours?!" Without waiting for a response, i turned and stormed out of Virix's dorm room and down the stairs. I heard Thomas behind me yell, "Sis!" i ignored him as i stalked outside and into the woods towards the spot i went when i needed to be alone. I heard Thomas looking for me, but i staying in the small clearing.
I stayed there until the announcement came on for half an hour until lights out. I went back to the dorm and tried to fall asleep, but all i could think about was Virix and her blue summonin
Braevia's story, Chapter 2 by PokemonKid16, literature
Literature
Braevia's story, Chapter 2
I glanced at Braenara, but she just shrugged. I heard the matrons voice from the front door. "Go away, this land belongs to my family." She slammed the door and called for us to come.
The two of us knew better then to disobey an order from her. Her stark purple eyes stared at us. "I have bad news for you two." I could tell she wasn't happy about what she was going to say next. "Braenara, you are to go to the academy early. The city is prepossessing the land, and we cannot stay. Braevia, they ask that you report to Filsday City at once."
All we could do was stare at her. Why was i needed at Filsday city, me but a 15 year old orphan, when Filsd
Does education work for you? by PokemonKid16, literature
Literature
Does education work for you?
Does education work for you?
In most school settings, you learn what you need to know to survive in life by 7th grade. So why are we required to continue? it doesnt help like it used to.
High School makes teenagers well rounded, but they never become great enough to put that into a career. I am a senior in high school, but due to my attitude about education (i think most of what we learn in high school should be what we love to do, not what our goverment thinks we need to know) i ended up in a loose curriculum alternateve and technical school.
Part of the issue is that they make us learn things we will never use, like higher end math and teac
Braevia's Story, Chapter 1 by PokemonKid16, literature
Literature
Braevia's Story, Chapter 1
I sighed as i walked through the doors of the academy for the last time. I had gotten into to many fights, and the headmaster was sending me back to the orphanage in Crescent-moon City.
My name is Braevia, and i am a 15 year old blood elf priest. My parents were killed by humans in the ongoing war between Horde and Alliance when i was 2 years old. My hair was black, and braided like a night elf to set myself apart from everyone else. I was tall amongst my class, always wearing my mothers old robes and using my fathers old stave.
The robes were silk, and in perfect condition. They were blue with green and purple designs all over the blue fabri
I glanced behind me to check up on Thomas. He bounced up and down, clearly not comfortable on his horse. I grinned and twisted to look forward, looking around as we entered Louise, a province owned by the King. We should reach Marion Hill by tomorrow afternoon, if we were lucky. We stopped halfway there to set up camp. I shifted uncomfortably in my bedroll that night, wanting to strike out on my own to search for Virix.
We ate an early breakfast and set out for Marian Hill once more. We arrived around mid-afternoon, heading straight to the inn. The innkeeper ushered us into a private sitting room, and i got my first real look at Princess Val
The wars end: Chapter 2: Angelique Choiseul by PokemonKid16, literature
Literature
The wars end: Chapter 2: Angelique Choiseul
Angelique Choiseul
I watched after the Werewolf as he walked up the street towards the town hall as i slipped the charm bracelet onto my wrist. He finnaly walked out of sight, leaving me to walk into the house.
It was small, but i had it all to myself. The living room was seperated from the kitchen by the counters, with the table pushed against the wall for dining.
I walked up the stairs, and stopped inside of my bedroom. A double bed took up the space right below the window, with a lamp on one of the two end tables. A desk was next to the closet door. Across the room was a door to the bathroom, which was small in comparison to the one ba
The wars end: Chapter 1: Chakor by PokemonKid16, literature
Literature
The wars end: Chapter 1: Chakor
Chakor Reule
I shifted uncomfortably as i walked through the streets of Homes-way Civil, where my father, Ulkmar Reule, had stationed me for losing my temper and almost killing my teacher. The vampires, all war prisoners and children of the higher ups of the Vampire Army, glared at me. We were getting a new addition today, the first in half a year.
I had merely glanced at the file my father had sent me on her, since there was no picture of Angelique Choiseul. She was 5' 10" with flaming red hair and eyes the color of an open flame. She had a special power, but that was omitted from the file for some reason. I fingered the charm bracelet she
The wars end: Chapter 1: Angelique by PokemonKid16, literature
Literature
The wars end: Chapter 1: Angelique
Ok, its time i started up a new book! instead of mages and dragons and elves, its time for Vampires, werewolves, and Vampire Hunters! enjoy!
Angelique Choiseul
I sat rim-rod straight in the car as my mother, Iolanthe Choiseul, drove me to my new home, Homes-way Civil. I knew little of this place, except that it was for war prisoners. I was Angelique Choiseul, the daughter of the commander of the Vampire army on Chassis, a world parallel to the humans earth.
I knew why this was happening, because both Iolanthe and Launcelot, my father, had told me why. It was because i had accidentally set my high school on fire, again. I scowled out the wi
I walked up the stairs to Virix's room and knocked on the door. No one was answering, so i turned to knob and went in. I stopped, shocked. Virix was gone, along with her pack, stave, wand, and favorite robes. I didn't move a long time, until i heard the bell for breakfast. I ran down the stairs and out the door, almost running into Thomas.
"Virix left!" i said before he could ask. His eyes went wide with surprise. "All of her stuff that she could take with her at a moments notice was gone, and the window was open." i stopped for breath and we started walking to the cafeteria. "I guess i will be going after all, brother." i said, depressed, a
I shifted, and we stood there for about 30 minutes before i snarled, "Why?! We trusted you with out secrets, why couldn't you trust us with yours?!" Without waiting for a response, i turned and stormed out of Virix's dorm room and down the stairs. I heard Thomas behind me yell, "Sis!" i ignored him as i stalked outside and into the woods towards the spot i went when i needed to be alone. I heard Thomas looking for me, but i staying in the small clearing.
I stayed there until the announcement came on for half an hour until lights out. I went back to the dorm and tried to fall asleep, but all i could think about was Virix and her blue summonin
The Dragons Personal Tale by PokemonKid16, literature
Literature
The Dragons Personal Tale
Fanifiction - Chapter 5
I put my feet at an angle as Degion set me down on a slight - as he called it, i called it steep - slope. I had argued with him during our flight when we were escaping Demon Hunters. He now wanted me to learn how to coat my legs and feet so such conditions did not trip me as they did others. Feeling myself sliding, i closed my eyes and thought about how my legs were like rock. I felt the ground conform around my legs as the rock appeared and kept me from sliding any further.
"Good, little one!" Degion said from where he hung in the air. I opened my eyes and glared at him. Switching the element from rock to air, i lau
The Dragons Personal Tale by PokemonKid16, literature
Literature
The Dragons Personal Tale
Fanfiction - chapter 4
I sprinted towards the trees, hoping that Degion was in this forest. I knew of only one person who could outrun me, but i had knocked her out with a rock during my escape. I felt the confines of the trees wrap around me. Only when i was into the trees by a good mile did i stop and take notice of where i was.
"Degion!" I yelled, hands cupped to my mouth, left eye on the sky. Something had hit my right eye during my escape and agitated my scar. I started moving in a direction, looking for a clearing where he could land.
I heard his roar before i saw where he was landed, in a clearing that could fit 3 dragons comfortibl
The Dragons Personal Tale by PokemonKid16, literature
Literature
The Dragons Personal Tale
Fanficition - Chapter 3
I dreamed i was in a forest. i blinked and look up, surprised that i could see out of my right eye with no problems. something was in the sky overhead, probably trying to find a place to land. With a confused frown, i used my sword of air to launch me up into the sky and grabbed the things claw. When i finally got a proper look at it, i realized that it was a dragon. I almost let go out of shock and surprise.
"Well, it seems as though you are finally awake, little one." It - he - said, which did what seeing that he was a dragon didn't - let go and fall. He caught me before i fell to far and i was a little embarrassed
The Dragon's Personal Tale by PokemonKid16, literature
Literature
The Dragon's Personal Tale
Fanfiction - Chapter 2
I laughed and moved ahead of my friends as we went about our job. Opening my eyes wide, i stopped and looked at the sky. I looked behind me to see where my friends where and decided to play a joke on them. I moved off the road into the tress and then... i woke up, unable to open my right eye. My friends stood over me with shocked expressions. When i asked what was wrong, they pulled me over to the lake nearby and showed me what had happened to my eye. I froze, trying to remember what had happened when i walked into the trees. Turning around, they were gone, and i was at my parents grave with Casto. I looked at him out
The Dragon's Personal Tale. by PokemonKid16, literature
Literature
The Dragon's Personal Tale.
Fanfiction: Chapter 1
With a sigh, I looked out the window of the guild with a frown. The frown was rare on my face, but I couldn't smile when I was remembering the scar on my eye and how I got it. A clinking noise called my attention to the present as I looked at the boy standing next to me, messing with my skull gloves that I had removed. The charms clinked together as my brother, Casto, smacked them together to get my attention.
"What do you want, fire brain?" I asked, using his least favorite nickname. Casto tossed the gloves into my lap before walking back towards everyone else. With a sigh, I looked at them and smiled before walking o
Nevia Denello (my fc oc) by PokemonKid16, literature
Literature
Nevia Denello (my fc oc)
Nevia Denello
Nevia is 16 years old with pink hair going to the middle of her back. She always has a smile on her face. Her right eye has a nasty scar across it from 5 years ago, when she was 11. She recently found out it was her adoptive brother, Casto, that gave it to her out of spite. Around her neck she wears a rose shaped necklace that her foster parents found with her in a forest. Her shirt is usually black with a skull pattern on it, no sleeves, decent clevage showing. on her hands she wears gloves given to her by her foster mother right before she was killed. The gloves have a skull pendant each and are gray in color. her pants are b
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[x] You keep track of dates using a calendar.
[] You own a credit card.
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[x] You've done your own laundry.
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