The Girl Who Could Unite Them All, Part Three

Vali gasped and grabbed her hair. Sure enough, it was a deep violet tone.

“Valerine!” her father shouted from the audience. He came running all the way up the stairs. He grabbed her shoulders. “Test your powers.”

“How?” Vali asked, panicked.

“Just concentrate on your powers coming out of your hands.”

Her father showed her, a blaze shooting from his hand.

Vali concentrated, and then . . .

Water and fire simultaneously shot from her hands. Gusts of wind poured out of her and shook the entire pavilion.

Immediately everything dissolved into chaos. People screamed and dashed for the exit. Ylena threw herself out of the way of Vali’s violent powers.

“Valerine! Stop them!” her father shouted.

“I’m sorry! How do I put them back into my hands?”

“Concentrate on your powers drawing back!”

Suddenly they stopped. All of the children were frozen, standing there, and Ylena lay unconscious, scorched, on the wet ground.

“You have such strong powers,” her father stated. “You must get out of here so they don’t find you.”

Vali knew that she should get out. People deemed “dangerous” by the magic ministers were chased down and imprisoned—or worse.

“I will,” Vali whispered. “I love you, dad.” She embraced him with all her might. “I promise to see you again some day.”

As soon as she let go, she ran to Tessa. “Goodbye.”

“Stay away from me!” Tessa shrieked, dashing away down the steps. She burst into tears.

Vali stood there, hurt. Being rejected by a close friend stung. But leaving Diamond City, the only home she’d ever known, was going to sting even worse.


I am Annalia: Part Ten

Image result for frozen fireI had never seen Tessa walk so fast. The three of us went down a bunch of corridors, torches with white fire lighting them up like light bulbs. Tessa was carrying the chair, very far ahead of us. I was doing okay, walking at a normal pace, but Liku stayed behind just in case.

The three of us were silent as Tessa quickly rounded the corner. I felt things were getting awkward, and Liku looked mortified. “Uh, Liku?” I asked. He looked down at me, his emerald eyes glazed with tears. “I…thank you. For what you did. Bringing me here. I know, it sounds stupid but…” I wasn’t sure what to say next, and Liku didn’t look any better. “If I do stay, I’ll try my best to live up to what you thought of me.” Liku breathed a quiet sigh through his nose and looked away from me.

After a couple more turns, we saw Tessa standing in the large room the mist had shown me. At the end of the room was Viallanne, sitting coldly on her throne. There were four smaller thrones on each side of her, each corresponding to an element with a human-dragon hybrid on it in their human form. The elements were plants, gems, soil, rocks, water, wind, day, and Liku’s throne: night. All together the thrones formed a U shape.

Liku went to hurry of to his throne, but Tessa stopped him. “Liku,” she said firmly. She was standing in the center, placing down the chair to face Viallanne. The large doors slammed behind us. Liku sighed and stood by the doors.

“Tessa, what is going-” She glanced at me. She had brown eyes like me. But oddly enough, even though her eyes were lighter than mine, her stare was colder. I could feel it in my veins. “Is this…R.J.?”

I opened my mouth to say something, but Tessa luckily cut me off. “No, Your Majesty. That is why we are here. Liku had told me that we were to retrieve Annalia instead of R.J. and bring her here. I trusted that he was right, but I was wrong. Liku has recently told me his story about what happened.”

Everyone was silent, staring at me and Liku except for Tessa. Viallanne returned her gaze to Tessa and went to open her mouth, but Tessa once again was quicker. “Oh! Right! Your Majesty, Annalia, she…” Tessa lowered her voice. “…she destroyed a Normwhaug.” Gasps rose within the crowd. Viallanne looked pleased, yet stunned. And a bit irritated. All eyes turned to me as they whispered anxiously among themselves. I felt myself blush.

Suddenly, the sound of Viallanne banging her scepter on the ground echoed throughout the room, instantly bringing them to silence. As soon as I saw her I could tell how she originally had ice powers. “As important as dealing with Liku is, the fate of our world is more important, along with dealing with her.” All eyes went on me again. Tessa was watching me from behind Liku’s throne, where she normally stood. “Annalia,” She pointed her scepter at the chair Tessa brought in. “Sit.”

I obeyed with fear. All eyes were watching me, examining me as a human. “So, Annalia,” She said my name as if it disgusted her. “What was it like when you were brought here?”

I panicked inside. I didn’t know what to say, or what the question meant. “Like, what was it like before I got here? What it was like in the portal? Or when I first arrived?” I prayed she wouldn’t whip me or zap me fro supposedly challenging her.

“The first one and last one. Mainly the first.” I gulped. I don’t think I was supposed to be brought into Azudacluke in that much chaos…I could get them in more trouble…But if I lie she might kill me…

“Well, I was in homeroom…my first sort-of class of school, when…when, uh,” I looked at Tessa, her face showed no hints or emotion. Liku on the other hand, was horrified. My heart even broke a bit when he nodded his head grimly to go on. “When my friend Beatrice walked into the hall and got frozen. Everyone was freaking out, Tessa was yelling at us to keep calm, then the next thing I knew the door was on Tessa, I rushed over to help her, Dragon Liku came in, froze the class, and then Tessa made a portal and Liku tossed me into it.” Viallanne’s eyes were wide. She glanced back at Liku and gave him a shocked death glare.

After a few seconds, she returned her gaze to me. “And what happened when you arrived?”

“Uh, I was in a forest full of lavender plants. Everywhere. Then Tessa told me where I was. I screamed, freaked out, she tackled me back to the ground where I was laying, then she stormed off, I ran after her, then she realized she somehow left Liku on earth, she left me, I wandered off, not too far-” I took a breath. “Then Haugliea, a Normwhaug attacked me.” Everyone started whispering anxiously.

“Haugliea, you say?”

“Uh, yeah, is there something special about her?”

“I’m not sure, never heard of her. We’ll just have to remember that when the Normwhaugs ask who you are and I’ll say you killed Haugliea. Maybe I can even mock them with it…anyway, how’d you kill her?”

I explained everything, the pain, each phase, but I decided not to bring up how I met Rohtaan. I already had an army of Normwhaugs who were against me, I didn’t need the ruler of the good people to hate me as well.

Viallanne tapped her fingers on her scepter while thinking silently. “Before we deal with you, Annalia, I’d like to deal with Liku first.” I turned around and saw him lift his head slightly. Gosh, I felt terrible for him. “Annalia, stand with Tessa. Liku, come forth.”

I obeyed and was shaking by the time I reached Tessa. I looked at her for any sympathy, but she was too focused on Liku. Her eyes were cold and squinted.

“Liku, is it true that you gave false information to Tessa and brought Annalia here instead of R.J.?”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” he muttered.

“What was that?”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” he said louder.

“Why might you do this?” Liku explained what happened the day he came with the reptile crew and how he just knew I was the one. But with every sentence he said, he grew more ashamed and quieter.

The Queen pondered upon this for a minute. “Liku,” she said. Her voice was softer than normal. “Your service up to this point has been well appreciated.” She paused. Everyone held their breath. Tessa grabbed my hand. Tears were welling up in her eyes. She was trying to look tough and formal, but it wasn’t working.

“But,” Viallanne continued. “Going against the my orders, me being the Queen of Azudacluke, is considered treason.” Tessa flinched. A tear rolled down her cheek. Viallanne stood up, now towering over Liku since her throne was raised on a large platform. “You shall be executed at sunrise tomorrow!” Her voice boomed. Everyone burst into noise. Tessa was full blown crying, her hand covering her mouth.

Liku was trembling, his face paler than snow. Her emerald eyes were bulging, staring up at Viallanne. But he didn’t say anything in return to object. I squeezed Tessa’s hand harder.

Tessa uncovered her mouth and looked at me. She actually stared at me for a while, as if she were coming up with a plan. “Guards!” Viallanne yelled. “Take Liku to the dungeons!” Two guards moved forward to grab Liku.

“Wait!” Tessa screamed. I was suddenly dragged by Tessa to the center, and she pulled us in front of Liku. “Your Majesty,” My heart was pounding even before it was about to break.

As a tear streamed down Tessa’s cheek, she looked at me before saying in a softer voice, “Take her instead.”

Behind the Paper: Part Nine

Slowly, I started to walk to the car. I have never been this scared before. What have I gotten myself into?

The guy lowers the window, and yells, “Are you going to stay there, or are you going to get in?”

No no no no.. This isn’t happening! I recognize that voice! It belongs to.. Jacob Rod!

I quickly try to cover my face with my hands as I run to the car. Having to open the doors with my hand, I turn my head around so Jacob can’t see me. As I sit in the shotgun seat, I turned my head to face the window.

“Hi?” Jacob says with confusion in his voice.

I was about to say hi and thanks, but then I realized he could probably recognize my voice.


“So you can’t talk?” Jacob says,” I shouldn’t have agreed to this..” Jacob looks at me. I realized I am still wearing my work clothes.


I turn my head and make a fake smile, “Hi Jacob.”

“Oh my god. So now I have to deal with you at work and at home!?” Jacob angrily states as he starts driving the car to his house.

“Thank you,” is all I could say. As much as I hate Jacob, I have no choice. I really do not want to go back to Darry.

Suddenly, my phone rings.

“Is that yours?” Jacob asks.

“Yeah,” I look at the caller id. Oh so now Darry is calling me?

“Are you going to pick it up?!” Jacob asks, annoyed at the ringing noise.

“No.” I turned my head to look out the window again and noticed it started raining.


Change in Tides part 1



My name is Lily and I’m an alien. My parents are also aliens. I have special powers that I am not allowed to use. You are probably thinking that sounds familiar to another story, but it isn’t. I am nowhere close to a superhero.

I wear all black. Black nail polish, black clothes, black eyeliner, even black eye shadow. Except I am not emo, at least I don’t want to be. My parents forced me to dress that way because since I’m really pretty– their words not mine– I would attract too much attention to myself. Emo kids are left alone, so that is why I only have one friend, Cameron. She is the only other person who knows my family are aliens.

Cameron is not emo, she is your regular highschool girl. Not popular, but everyone knows her anyways because she is really nice. Me and Cameron don’t talk at school because someone like her and someone like me hanging out together would raise too many questions, bit after school we are inseperable. It works that we are next door neighbors.

At home, I am nothing like what I pretend to be at school. I don’t have social anxiety, I don’t wear the color black, and I study really hard instead of pretending like I just don’t care about anything. I’m actually really girly, bit like everything else, I have to hide that part away.

I told Cameron that I was an alien on her 13 birthday. It was just us and we were having a sleepover…


Let’s go in the pool, it’s so nice outside today,” Cameron told me as she went through her dresser to get us some bathing suits.

Sure,” I said before going to sit on her bed.

“Pink or deep blue,” Cameron said turning around to show me the options in her hand. The pink one in her right and the deep blue one in her left. I nodded my head in the direction of the deep blue one and she threw it in my face.

Cameron!,” I giggled and so did she.

“Now go get dressed. You know where the bathroom is,” she said with a smile on my face.

After we both got dressed we headed over to her new pool that her family had just got. It had a nice pathway that led to her backyard to the pool. I don’t know what it was but it was like the water was calling my name because as soon as she opened the gate I darted into the pool.

When I stepped in, I felt a tingly sensation all over my body and could hear a low humming in my ears like the purr of a Lamborghini starting up for the first time. I had a smile on my face, but when I turned to look at Cameron, she was till frozen by the edge staring at me. I was relieved that the look on her face was not terror, in fact it was the opposite.  It was excitement with a hint of concern. It seemed that concern and excitement were battling for dominance, but concern seemed to win because she jumped in after me and quickly pulled me out. Her head kept on darting back and forth as she wrapped me in her towel and led me to her room before shutting the door behind us.

“Tell me everything,” she said, excitement seeming to come back now that I wasn’t out in the open anymore.

It was at that moment that I seemed to remember what my dad said to me before I left…

Don’t go into the pool. As you are nearing your 13th birthday, the water is going to start changing you. You are also going to start changing it as well.

The Thor the Merrier: Part 1

Thor from Norse Mythology

Author’s Note: Recently, I was able to take a quarter class in mythology, where I studied the mythology of several different cultures including but not limited to the Greeks, the Norse, and the Egyptians. Rather than have run-of-the-mill tests, the instructor assessed our understanding of the culture with various ‘creative projects’ – for Norse mythology, that meant describing a meeting between Thor from the Marvel movies and Thor from Norse mythology. The result is as follows: a chaotic tale (set between the events of Thor: Ragnarok and Avengers: Infinity War) with little plot but lots of references, befitting of both the Marvel and Norse universes . . .

           Thor woke up with a start, his face pressed into the dirt. The god of thunder jumped to his feet, both confused and alarmed, and found his adopted brother Loki lying face down on the ground a few feet away. Thor took a step forward and nudged the trickster with his foot, much like a person might prod a venomous snake with a stick to check if it was dead. “Loki . . . Loki!”

            Loki groaned and rolled over on his side. “I haven’t felt this terrible since that foolish wizard made me fall for thirty minutes straight.”

            “Yes, that was very funny,” Thor replied. “It’s been a very exciting few days – but do you have any idea where we are?”

            The trickster slowly got to his feet, taking a cursory look at their surroundings. “I’m not certain of it . . . but we seem to be in a forest on Midgard.”

            Thor frowned in confusion. “Why would we be on Earth? Not fifteen minutes ago, we were on the ship with all the Asgardians and the rest of the Revengers.” His frown deepened as he looked over at Loki. “Is this one of your tricks, Loki? I thought we had finally formed a truce that might last more than two days.”

            “I promise you that I had nothing to do with this, brother,” Loki said quickly, putting his hands up defensively. “I am just as confused as -”

            The trees behind them began to rustle violently, and then two men appeared from the underbrush. One was rugged and red-bearded, with a large hammer tucked into one of his belt loops. The other was sable-haired and handsome; he had a grin that said, “I am a totally trustworthy person, just ignore the knife I am about to stab into your back.”

            The red-bearded man jumped into a fighting stance as soon as he saw Thor and Loki, and he roared, “WHO GOES THERE? MORTALS ARE NOT ALLOWED SO CLOSE TO THE BIFROST!”

            Thor stepped forward confidently. “I am Thor Odinson of Asgard, and this is my brother, Loki. Neither of us are mortal – I actually happen to be the god of thunder.”

            The dark-haired man raised an eyebrow, and the red-bearded man thundered, “LIES! You must be frost giants in disguise!”

            “I mean, you’re not wrong -” Loki started, but was cut off by a sharp look from Thor.

            “What this wonderfully well-spoken man is trying to say is that you cannot possibly be Thor and Loki of Asgard,because he is Thor and I am Loki,” the dark-haired man explained, smirking. “He is the god of thunder and the common man, while I am the trickster god.”


Long Live the Night


The guard should have known something bad would happen.

He’d never had good luck guarding the library vault; he always missed out on the visits of particularly famous nobles, or fell asleep near the end of his shift and then was reprimanded by the captain of the guard. But for whatever reason, the current shift had been relatively painless, almost enjoyable.

It was two hours into his shift, sometime around midnight, when he heard the rustling from within the library. That in itself did not bother him, because he knew the vault was filled with all sorts of strange and magical objects. Some of them were bound to move.

But not five minutes later, there was a crash. And then . . . swearing?

He listened closer, putting his ear to the vault door. Holy mother of the moon. That was certainly some colorful speech.

It occurred to him that while there was a strong likelihood that the items within the library could move or make noise, it was doubtful that they would swear; not with such a wide range of vocabulary. Which meant that someone was in the vault. He listened again – there was more than one voice, so someones. Multiple someones.

At that point, the guard decided to take a chance going into the vault; whatever was in here, he was sure his superiors would rather him find out than the objects be stolen. So he unlocked the door, pushed it open a crack so he could slide in. He caught sight of shelves and shelves of books, scrolls, shiny devices made of metal, necklaces and bracelets decorated with gleaming jewels . . . but then, ignored it all, and concentrated on finding the supposed intruders.

The guard made his way around the maze of shelves, following the sound of swearing, which had been hushed a significant amount at the request of one of the foul-mouthed thief’s comrades. Taking quiet, tentative steps, the guard peered through a dusty group of books to an open area not fifteen feet away. There the intruders stood, having obviously snuck in from an open window that let in moonlight – three of them, crowded around a table full of scrolls and paper taken from the shelves. The guard couldn’t make them out very well in the dim light, so he crept forward in an attempt to identify the intruders . . .

And knocked into a shelf to the left of him, causing a large glass ball to fall onto the floor and shatter. This alerted the thieves, who looked up, caught sight of guard, and immediately began shoving papers into a satchel held by one of the intruders. Making a move forward, the guard slipped on glass – cursing his luck – and nearly lost his balance. By that time, the thieves were jogging to the open window.

The first thief – the one with language fit for a sailor – slipped out, golden eyes gleaming through the darkness as he ducked out the window. The second followed gracefully, the satchel gripped tight in his hand.

The last thief paused for a moment, his figure outlined by the light of the moon. The room was right enough for the guard to see the boy – yes, it was a boy, couldn’t be older than seventeen – cast a grin over his shoulder. It was filled with far more excitement than the guard believed the situation warranted, as well as more than a bit of mischief. Knowing there was nothing he could do, that he was too late, the guard stopped and stared at the overly exuberant boy.

With a two-fingered salute, the last intruder clambered out the window, disappearing into the night with his fellow thieves; but not before whispering, in a voice that carried clearly across the room:

“Long live the night.”

Behind the Paper: Part Five

Broken Mug

“NOOOOOOO,” Frank, Jacob, and I yelled at the same time. Desperate to fix it, I kneel down and tried to put the broken pieces to the ground. Frank and Jacob come rushing over to me.

“Don’t touch that! Your gonna hurt yourself!” Frank yells. As he told me it was hopeless to fix it, I got up. Just then, Garrett comes into the break room.

“Hey, what’s taking you so long with the coff-” Garrett noticed his cat mug in pieces, “No! What have you done? I simply asked you for black coffee! You can’t even get coffee without doing something wrong. Jacob was right about you!” Garrett yells at me.

Scared and defeated, I put my head down. Maybe Jacob was right, I can’t work here. So far I have been late, made an unhealthy relationship with my coworkers, and broken Garretts broken mug.

“Wait! Molly didn’t do that. I accidentally pushed her which caused the mug to fall, Garrett. I’m so sorry man,” Jacob apologized. All surprised, Frank, Garrett, and I stare at Jacob.

After awhile, Garrett speaks, “Its ok. I have like fifty mugs anyways.” Garrett then walks away.

“Thank you,” I say to Jacob. As usual, Jacob eye rolls me and exits the room, leaving Frank and me to clean up the mess. I can’t believe he could still be mean.

“I never thought I would see the day Jacob apologizes for his own actions,” Frank says as we were cleaning the mess.