Saturday, August 23, 2008

Me and my friend's website

Me and some of my closest friends (In colorado-winks-) Made this warriors roleplay website that we need for people to join in! Its perfectly safe and every one there is friendly

It seemed like ages ago, it happened. In the shining city of New York, it was so quick and painless hardly a person knew what happened. But the cats saw it coming.StarClan had told them, after many years of fighting and no sign of letting up, they were going to destroy them all. And StarClan does not lie. A few who were innocent knew enough to take refuge, even though they knew they would die anyways. But the fighting continued, the leaders blinded by arrogance and warriors following whatever their higher ups commanded. Those who hid...They were kept alive, by some miracle. Just kits, with luck enough for a parent or sibling for the time being. So they grew, and were taught what remained of the Clans by whoever was left to teach. Among the rubble and filth, a new life began to build.But nothing is ever happy for too long. Some prophecy or another predicts imminent doom, but not this time. It seems the felines prowling New York weren't the only ones spared. As the kits grew into apprentices, and apprentices into warriors, new life began to throb among the debris. More creatures once considered prey spawned, and began to populate. The surivors thought themselves lucky - creating new Clans, as it was all they knew, and prey beginning to come alive.But with the prey came predators. The leaders had heard no sign of StarClan - the medicine cats, although found a new Moonstone, had no dreams and no prophecies to at least show them that their astral ancestors were still there to guide them. And without them, the leaders were stuck with just one life, and in the meanwhile, things like wolves and coyotes began to prowl. With the forest animals came those from zoos - tigers, leopards, panthers, and lions. It's all the Clans can do just to survive one day, let alone long enough to locate their only source of hope.How they manage is soley up those who've disappeared.Was StarClan so mad they left - forever?

Friday, August 15, 2008

Bloody Moon

I sat on the black gravel of the street in Decora at about eleven-thirty at night. I curled up and hugged my knees. Agitated, I let out a long breath. I looked at my bare feet for a bit, then at the sky. Every inch was covered in large and small black clouds. I sighed, really irritated now. I looked at the street ahead of me, then quickly back at the sky. Nothing, nothing but clouds. I fell onto my side and rolled onto my back, staring up at the sky, my eyes searching for any opening through the black thick clouds.
“Dang! They say there’s going to be a full moon tonight, but how can I know if I can’t even see the moon?!” I shouted at the air. “Augh!”
“Oh dear, whatever is the matter?” Someone behind me asked, the voice was formal as was the question. I sat up, not turning to see who it was. I already knew anyway, I could smell her.
“Buzz off! I’m not in the mood, Kahki.” I hissed.
“But that is not fair, dear Jinnyn.” Kahki said. I heard her footsteps walking closer to me. I even heard her skirt whoosh as she sat down behind me. She leaned to my side where I could see her, her long orange hair falling behind her shoulders in a ponytail.
“You’re so stupid, Kahki.” I insulted. She made a face.
“Why so harsh?” she asked. I glared at her.
“Because I can be.” I answered, growling.
“If you want to see the moon, just ask Luna like you always do.”
“She won’t answer me today.” I said angrily, chewing down on my bottom lip. “She’s ‘on a break’ from the human world.”
“But you cannot transform if the moon is covered, am I right?”
“In a way. That’s only true if it’s a full moon.”
“I see.” She seemed deep in thought. I twitched a little.
“Stop being so damn formal!” I shouted. She looked at me with surprise.
“Fine!” she shouted back “I was trying to be nice! Being ‘formal’ is the only thing that keeps me form punching you in the face!” She snarled now. If you don’t know yet, Kahki is not really on the human’s ‘good side.’ She hunts them and uses their life force as bonus souls. So if she dies, she uses a soul as an extra life. Right now she has nine lives, like a cat.
“Go ahead and try to punch me.” I dared her. She hesitated, she was scared of me, and everyone seemed to be. You should know this also, she’s my older sister. She’s twenty-three, I’m twenty-one. At least in human years.
“I think it’s time for me to go.” She said nervously, glancing in front of us and at the sky.
“Why the rush?” I asked, a smile spreading across my face. “It’s almost midnight, stay.”
“I would if I had a death wish.” She said “I’m out.” She whistled and the soul of a giant snow dragon came. One more thing you should know, Kahki enslaves nonhuman souls. She climbed onto the dragon’s back and saluted goodbye to me. The dragon flew off into the black clouds, not creating an opening. I saw then why she left; there was a patch of shimmering light in front of me…moonlight. I looked up, there in the sky was the shining full moon. I looked at my watch.
“Perfect.” I smiled “five, four, three, two-” I stopped and stood on all fours, howling like a wolf at the moon.

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Chapter One to the Book I am Writing

This is chapter one to the book I am writing, I hope you enjoy.... hehehe....

Kily was walking home from school, her jacket wrapped closely around her. It was a warm, slightly blustery day and Kily's head was buzzing with thoughts of the ghost story she had heard today.

It was about her house, and how it was haunted with the ghosts of lost slaves. A long time ago, around 150 years back, there had been a slave revolt at the Lylas's plantation. Everyone in the house was killed, except for two young kids. Nobody knows what happened to them, some say the went crazy with exhaustion from running, or the depression from their whole family dieing in one day. So the slaves haunt the mansion lying in wait, and when the sole remaining heir of the Lylas family reveals himself, they will pounce.

Kily shivered, she had the sneaking suspicion that she lived in the same house. Living in southwestern Virginia there was much history of slaves and plantations. In fact, the house that Kily lived in now had a giant field behind it, and a few orange trees in the backyard.

"Kily, it isn't a real ghost story. Ghost's aren't real, they don't exist. Besides, there are other old plantation houses around, who's to say it is your house?" Kily thought to herself. With these comforting thoughts in her mind, Kily reached her house. But now that she thought about it, she hadn't heard of another home that was a plantation anywhere near the area of school, and this story was supposedly passed down from child to child. Kily's heart quickened in her chest.

With a deep calming breath, Kily tried to remind herself that it was just a story. Checking through her memory to see if she had any homework, she walked inside her house. It was a Thursday, that meant she would be the only one home until six. Her mom was out doing family history, and her dad was at work.

"I'll guess I'll just play video games, " thought Kily dully. Video games were only fun when there was someone to play them with. Or someone to watch. "Maybe Blake will come over," Kily thought hopefully. He was a good friend of hers, and he loved video games as much as she did. "I'll have to call him." Dialing the number quickly, Kily left a message. No sooner had she done this when she heard a loud BANG-BANG and the yelling and screaming of voices.

Another cliff-hanger ending..... ;)

My dream that i'll post on our dreamers blog once everyone has seen adeen's post

okay, i had a drean (no duh, but you get what i mean):

I (as Jinnyn) was standing in this strange alley, everything had a greyish blue tinge to it. i looked around, not worried in the least. i'd grown up in a place like this after all.

"I know you're there." i called into the darkness, sensing a strange presence. "So come out, or would you rather i force you out." i didn't state it as a question, more like a threat. i cracked my neck to show them i was serious. Then a movement flickered in my mind, the someone was behond me. i sniffed the air, a girl's sent waffered in. (yes, boys and girls have distinct sents.)

"No one told me you'd be able to sense the unsensable." the girl said, her voice light and mocking. "You're the first to ever sense me, congrads." She let out a small chuckle. i still didn't turn around. feeling no need to speak, i said nothing. "Hmph! show a little respect and face me." she demanded "or at least speak." i found this an appropriate time to talk.

"i had nothing to say till now." i said "and maybe i don't need to see your face to know you're a girl, 'bout 5'3" and you aim to kill me. the last bit i know cuz i smell the lust of blood in your scent."

"You can tell all that by a simple sniff of the air that's caught hold of my scent?" she asked bluntly, obviously not interested. "Still, you were right, except i'm 5'4" instead. one inch off"

"Close enough." i snarled. i turned. the girl had crimson hair to her shoulders, curling out at the ends. she had icy blue eyes and teeth that were amazingly peculiar. "Get out of my sight." i spat "you won't even get close to touching me before you find yourself dead."

"What a threat." she said, not scared at all "you flatter me though. i imagined a normal looking girl. but i see you're not so normal looking. i wish i had eyes the color of burning coals." her voice hinted that she was kidding but also serious.

"It wasn't a threat." i said calmly "it was a fact." the girl frowned. anyone could tell i wasn't her favorite prey.

"Let's test that out, huh!" she ran at me, i tensed, waiting for her to get a little bit closer...
she fell to the floor, her head bent in a weird position. there in front of her stood caliber. the REAL caliber.

"Don't you dare lay a hand on my prey." she growled angrily.

"Nice to see you again, cal." i said, saying the nickname with tease.

"YOU" she said, turning and pointing. "You know the truth, why? why did this girl, Adeen. why did she kill my father?!" Caliber's eyes turned hard and filled with rage. "She had no right! she had no reason!!" She was furious now. i stood still, choosing not to speak again. turning this all through my head.

"Confused idiot." i said after a few moments "you really are a confused idiot."

"What?!" Caliber roared "how dare you! i asked you a simple question, and saved your life, and you insult me."

"Saved. my. life?" i asked, pausing between each for slowly. "you didn't save me. i didn't need you, i would've killed her. you just got to her first. and you asked me a question that was falsely stated." Caliber lifted her eyebrows and let her body realax.

"What do you mean 'falsely stated'?" her eyes softened "you mean, she didn't kill my father? i've been hunting the wrong girl? who did kill my father?"

"That also was a confused statment. you're father was not killed by adeen. but Kyro was."

"That made no sense, Kyroshiran is my father."

"See? that's what makes you confused. you see, Kyro was not your father, your not even realated to him in any way."

"What do you mean?"

"Give me your hand."

"Why?" Caliber's guard went up immediantly.

"I want to show you something." Caliber gently held otu her hand and placed it in mine. i closed my eyes and began the spell. soon a circle appeared above our hands. the circle shown a bright blinding light in the middle and frosted into a clear picture. (yes, it frosted into a clear picture.) the picture was of a baby girl in it's mother's arms.

"That's me." Cal said "and that's my mother. Avain." i almost burst out laughing, but was able to keep calm and resume a serious expression.

"Your mother is not avain at all. that is adeen's mother, whom kyro was in love with."

"Does that mean that avain is just the love of my father?"

"Get it through your head idiot! Kyro is not your father! He is!" a man walked into the picture and took baby cal from the mother's arms. "That woman you see, is not even Avain." Caliber's eyes widened with shock. "this is your mother and father." a second later the mother was on the phone, talking to a doctor of some sort.

"What do you mean she only has five hours!?" the mother asked, her voice raising higher.

"Caliber only has five hours to live." the doctor said through the phone.


"No more nonesense, there is nothing more we can do for your daughter." the phone was hung up and the mother was on her knees crying so loud it hurt my sensitive ears, and it hurt cal's too. the father began comforting her, but the image switched before we could see more. it showed her grave, cal's grave.

Cal tried to pull away in horror but i grabbed her hand. "You let go and the image will fade away." i said calmly, "you see, everything we're seeing, is being pulled from your memories that Kyro made you forget." Cal stared at the picture in front of her. her dead self must've seen her grave, and also seen Kyro kill her parents, cuz that's what we were now witnessing.

"NO!" Caliber shreiked, trying to free herself from my grip "NO!" she was crying now, pulling with all her strength. but she couldn't free her hand.

"Watch!" i shoutd angrily, my voice deepened like it did when i changed to my wolf form, though i stayed as a human. she started watching now, scared i'd kill her if she disobeyed. the picture we now saw was Kyro bringing her back to life. i let her hand go, she'd seen enough. she narrowed her eyes in sadness.

"I don't beleive it." she said, more tears streaming onto her cheeks. she fell to her knees, her hands hidden in her face. "you lie." she said, wiping away her tears and was on her feet in half a second. "you're lying to me! i don't beleive any of that crap! he WAS my father and i know it! and for that, i swear i'll kill you too! i'll kill you and adeen! you'll pay! YOU'LL BOTH PAY!" she disappeared in a second. i sniffed what remained of her scent.

"good." i smiled "because she was here for a while i finally got enough of her scent to see what she was." i smirk crossed my face as i figured it out. "she's a sorceress, a Mintelli sorceress. finally, someone that may just be a watch for me."

that's it. that's my dream. for the record, a Mintelli Sorceress is a powerful mage creature like a shape-shifter. it's original form is a girl with cat-like features, which is why she looked to much like a cat. but she can change into anything except a dragon, werewolf, pure wolf, or fairy. (yes, she can change into a vampire and then back to a human.) but they have a twist to their powers. every time they're able to hit their opponent, they gain more strength until they posses ten times more pwer than their opponent.

Monday, August 4, 2008

Bid My BLooD To Run: Chapter 9

I stared at Devin’s eyes, I felt tears form. I felt no sadness, though. I felt the burning in my hand then. My body jolted up in shock of how horrible the pain was. My eyes widened and Devin ripped his lips from my wrist and then was holding me in his arms. Only then did I notice how strong he was.
“D-Devin?” I chocked out, the pain was gone but I was so weak all of the sudden, as if he’d sucked the energy out of me as well as my blood. Numbness replaced the burning agony and I felt nothing for a second, then I felt cold, really cold.
“Its okay, Angelea.” He reassured me, stroking my hair. “I’m so sorry, I-I didn’t mean to, really.” I didn’t believe a word that came out of that liar’s mouth. I felt sudden strength flow through me, it was anger. I suddenly wanted to punch him; I wanted to ring his neck.
“Put me down you stupid liar! I don’t need your help to stand!” I shouted, rage burning deep within me.
“Fine.” he said angrily and dropped me to the ground.

The shock of hitting the hard ground woke me from the dream with a sudden gasp of air. I was on the floor; I had fallen out of my bed. I quickly searched my wrist. No cut. No blood. No tooth marks. Clean, perfectly clean except for some drool. I sighed, relived it was just another dream. Strange as it seemed, that one was so much more…real than the last one.
Nani wandered absently into my room. I looked up at her. She looked down at me. We stayed that way staring at each other for a minute or so.
“This isn’t my room is it?” she asked me.
“Nope.” I answered calmly. Nani turned on one foot and walked out of my room. I heard the door slam behind her. Then I heard a sharp WHACK as Nani hit her bed. She could be so absent minded at…I realized I had no idea what time it was. I looked at the clock on my nightstand. It was five-thirty a.m. So Nani was absent minded at five in the morning. I waited for it, the ‘Ow’ I would hear from Nani as soon as it registered in her brain that she was hurt. She’d even had that dazed look in her eye before.
But instead I heard her scream, a loud ear piercing shriek.
I jumped up and ran out of my room and thrust open Nani’s door, almost breaking it off the hinges. Nani stood lying on her back in her bed. She was being held down by a figure. He was chocking her, the hands tight around her neck. It took me a minute to figure out who it was, and then I shouted angrily,
The figure looked up at me. Light from the window on the side wall shown through at that moment. Revealing Devin’s shocked face. He looked down at the person he was chocking.
“You mean this isn’t you?” he asked looking at me in surprise.
“Obviously since I’m right here.” I said coldly. He released his grip at once.
“She’s unconscious, sorry.” He mumbled “for a second I was so mad I actually thought she was you.”
So he was blinded by fury too. I thought, thinking of how I’d felt during the dream.
“I’m sorry.” He whispered, he was looking at Nani but the statement was clearly for me. “I didn’t mean to.” He began twisting Nani’s hair in his fingers. “You told me how I bit you in a dream before tonight. That was just a dream, but the dream you just woke up from… I infiltrated your dreams and hoped that you’d think you were reliving the old one. I should’ve known you’d figure out how much more realistic this one was.”
“Yeah,” I lied “I noticed.” I had noticed it was more real, but I hadn’t thought that it was actually real. Then in a flash Devin was gone, but though I could not see him I heard a whisper in my ear as I felt him rush past me and out the house.
“But that doesn’t stop me from fulfilling what I’m meant to do.”
That sent a chill down my spine. It was true, no matter how many times he’d save me, no matter how much I…
I stopped there, not willing to think ‘no matter how much I love him.’ That wouldn’t register in my mind. I don’t love him. I felt tears touch my gentle cheeks. I can’t love him.

No matter what, he was still going to kill me.

Nani awoke and regained consciousness at about eight o’clock in the morning. She didn’t remember a thing that’d happened. Good thing she’s so absent minded at five in the morning I guess. Saved my butt from her bombarding questions that would’ve come if she’d remembered anything. She walked upstairs to the kitchen and sniffed the air.
You made breakfast?” she asked in surprise. I nodded when I saw her. She had no marks on her neck, thankfully. I sighed with relief. She smiled, “Did you make anything for me?” I laughed at that and handed her a plate full of scrambled eggs, –milk mixed into them while I had made them –bacon strips, and two sausage links. She sat down.
“I hope you had sweet dreams.” I said, looking deeply into her eyes. I’d never really thought about Nani dying. But seeing what I saw earlier, I knew that she could die. And I noticed that I couldn’t imagine a world without my bog sister. It seemed hopeless and dark to think about.
“I did, I dreamed of Brian all night.” She said. I lost her when she started daydreaming about Brain. I knew she was cuz she had a dreamy look in her eyes and was pouring syrup onto her hand instead of the plate. I gently reached over and took the syrup bottle away.
“Huh?” she asked, my movement shaking her back to reality. She seemed to notice a sticky feeling on her hand and looked at it. “Oh crap!” she shouted “I syruped my hand!”
“I bet it’ll taste better than my food.” I said. We laughed and I thought about living without her laugh. That would be very painful, to wake up each day by myself and never hear her laugh again.
Not to self: record her laughing one day.
“Well, I hate to admit it but today’s Tuesday.” Nani sighed “we were lucky that we got a three day weekend. But now school begins, get ready. We’re going to be late.”
“Nani,” I began “school starts at Eight-thirty, I’m all ready but you just woke up. Don’t be telling me to get ready.”
“Right.” She got up and went downstairs, probably to get dressed. I got up from the table and went to the closet in the hallway. I opened it and got my backpack.
“Nani! I’ll see you at school! I’m not missing the bus. You can drive yourself to school.” I called from the hallway, knowing she could hear me anyway.
“Whatever!” she called back up, and then she added, “Be careful, okay!” I nodded, and then felt stupid since I knew she couldn’t see the nod. I went out the door and walked calmly to the bus stop. Thank goodness there were no Devin interruptions. I wondered if he really did feel sorry, or was it one of his deceiving lies.
The bus arrived and I went on, not paying attention to anything. I sat in an empty seat and pulled out my green doodling notebook from my backpack. There was one more stop before school. When the bus stopped, my pencil made a dark mark across the face I was drawing.
Looks nice. I thought kind of looks like a scar. I felt a sudden weight and vibration underneath me. I looked up. There was a girl sitting next to me.
“Kylea?” I asked. She looked over at me, an annoying grin on her face. I was not in the mood to see happiness.
“Hey Angelea.” She said in a happy tone. Her face seemed to brighten.
“What’s got you all hyped up? You normally never smile and keep to yourself.” I said accusation in my voice. She blushed. Kylea had long flowing golden blond hair to her waist that waved at parts. She had peachy skin and these honey sweet golden eyes with pink missed into them. They reminded me of strawberries with honey.
“Nothing, just that I saw the cutest boy ever!” she squealed.
“And?” I pressed.
“That’s it. I didn’t talk to him, he keeps to himself.”
“Perfect for you.” I teased.
“Yeah, except he was looking for you.” She said. I began to panic, it couldn’t be!
“What is his name?” I asked urgently.
“I don’t know his real name. I saw him with the principal when I was at school earlier for a student council meeting. Some new student. He goes by D.D.” she was talking fast.
“How does he look?” I asked, D.D. could easily stand for Devin and his last name that had to start with a D.
“He has blond hair, dirty blond hair I should say–”
“It’s okay, it’s not important anymore.” I said, this wasn’t the same guy. Thank goodness.

I walked out of my last class with a sigh, why did math have to be so hard? I saw a big group of girls crowding the hallway. Wonder what’s up? I thought curiously. I walked over. Then a guy walked out of the group of girls, I could tell he didn’t see me because the girls were blocking his view of what was in front of him. And since I didn’t know he was going to pop out of the blob of girls, I didn’t move. So we ran into each other. Collided. Painfully. We feel to the floor, I noticed I was on top of him, how did that happen? Wasn’t he in front of me?
“You’re elbow is in my ribs.” He muttered painfully.
“Oh! I’m so sorry.” I said and quickly got up in a sitting position. I blushed, that had been really embarrassing. I made sure that my checkered skirt had stayed down the whole time.
“It’s okay.” He said nicely with a smile as he sat up too. I just noticed the stares we were getting. All the girls that had made the big blob were staring intently at us. Some were mad stares, others were full of surprise. Only then did I realize that he must’ve been the cause of the girl crowding. I took another look at him. I saw why.
He had dirty blond hair that reached to the end of his ears, and then stuck out on the sides. He had crème colored skin and amazingly beautiful blue eyes. I felt my mouth drop and I quickly closed it.
“H-hi.” I said, holding out my hand “I’m Angelea.” The boy paused with surprise; he then looked at me with a shocked expression.
You’re Angelea?” he asked, staring at me. “I’ve been looking for you all day!”
“I’ve only heard of one boy in school looking for me.” I said “you must be D.D.”
“Yeah” he breathed “you’re more beautiful than I imagined.” I felt like I was going to blush again, but I didn’t blush that easily.
“Thank you.” I said nervously, getting to my feet the same time that he did.
“Well,” he started, not meeting my eyes. “Um…I’ve heard a lot bout you from my older brother, Brain. So I was wondering if you’d, well, um…”
“Spit it out boy.” I said, harsh but I was not a patient girl.
“Nothing special. I was just wondering if you’d want to, you know, go see a movie or something. Well, with me that is.” He mumbled, rubbing the back of his head nervously, still not looking me in the eyes. I suddenly felt my heart pound harshly. What was this feeling? I suddenly thought of my Devin and thought to recline his offer. But then the memory of Devin made me outraged and I couldn’t refuse.
“Yes,” I said, trying very hard not to sound angry in any way “I’d love that. Thank you.” And every girl gasped.