Crescent, Chapters 9, 10 and 11.

Chapter 9 - Captain Shade...

       The lights in the room faded as a projection screen unwound from the ceiling, lowering into place behind Beam.
       "So, after the business in London, Domito and McGregor have come to the conclusion that Shade has an Aquanan, someone who controls water." A picture of the Thames river appeared on the screen, except all the water was gone. "This picture was taken two months and three days ago. We believe the next target is Sudbinam and then off around the world. We've pulled you all out of missions all over the world, Void in America, Probe in France, Chameleon in Scotland and we've even had to halt training to some extent while also picking up some new hands. Our fellows around the world are getting worried, water was no where to be found in London for five weeks and if any passed through to the city in instantly vanished, no explanation so the government pointed the finger at us. Over three million died, and while London had a population of eight million and it was utterly decimated by a misused power. Now, compared to other cities like New York, Paris, Berlin and Sydney, London is tiny. If Shade does have an Aquanan, he can cut off whole harbours and even whole sections of countries, in dry places this is going to get very bad. This is going to go beyond bad and wave goodbye to catastrophic." The image changed and now they were looking at a thermal projection of a storm.
       "This is tropical storm Rachel and is fast approaching the east coast of America whilst nearing hurricane speed. If Shade does have someone who can control water we're betting this is his next target and if he gets to this, we're stuffed basically. We think it's someone young who doesn't really know what they're doing so Shade has been able to warp their mind. This just adds to the- Yes Falcon?"
       Philip had raised his hand slowly. "I know I'm gonna sound like an idiot, but do we know what this guy looks like? I mean, it would be pretty stupid to be chasing someone if we didn't know what to look for."
       Beam clicked the small remote and the image changed again, now it was a blurred picture of a man.
       His chin was rather large and slightly pointed with a white scar running from his right to left diagonally down on it, his nose was fairly upturned but quite flat, his cheekbones were high and like protruding slashes, this added to the effect that his sunken, gleaming, light grey eyes were in hollowed caves. His lips were thin but he seemed to be sneering in the picture while his hair was fairly short and gelled into place on his head.
       "This, is Captain Shade. He can control shadows and has been number one on HATE's Most Wanted list for ten years. It started out with petty crimes and then grew, he even kidnapped a member of the Royal Family but it was smoothed over. He's built up a following now of Exceptions and of normal people but this latest crime spree, it's his kind of thing." Beam said. "We also have a list of his top people in his following he calls the Chaos Army." he continued and a picture of a man Philip recognised glared out from the screen. "Quake, physically very strong but, er, challenged a bit mentally." he grinned and a slight chuckle rose from the people in the room. The picture changed again and now two women looked out. Both were fairly young but one seemed a few years older. They both had round faces with small, sharp noses. The younger one had a rather small, thin mouth and black hair while the elder one had a full mouth and dark auburn hair but they both had the same dark, shimmering blue eyes.
       "Echo," Beam gestured to the younger one "And Phantasma, the most powerful Soundsans in a century. They've been with Shade ever since he started to gather forces." Another picture now, a woman with dark pink hair and light blue eyes. The picture showed her kind face smiling and a few freckles were sprinkled on her cheeks."
       "Jinx, a dangerous telekinetic, possible psychic powers but we're not sure yet as she's a new recruit. She was a normal college student until this time last year when she suddenly showed up with Shade." The picture changed again, a man this time. His blonde hair was long and tied back in a simple pony-tail. His face was good natured and tanned, his eyes were dark and inky while the main structure of his face and his eyes suggested one of his parents were oriental in origin.
       "Another newbie, this is Shift and he an change the molecular structure of anything with a touch. Don't let him touch you, last time he changed a living thing... Bad things happened." Everyone grimaced while Philip looked at Probe, an eyebrow arched.
       "Beam's hand was a potato for three days until another shifter from New Zealand arrived and changed it back, it's a rare ability." his voice said. "It wasn't pretty when he tried to move it. Lots of blood."
       Philip grimaced too as Beam started talking again. Another picture. A woman with violet eyes and bleached-blonde hair, her face was angular and smooth while her eyes were big and her lips full. "Chase, don't be fooled by her appearance, her super speed makes her dangerous and her fighting skills just add to it. She's faithful to Shade after he some how convinced her we were plotting against her. She was our best fighter, but power made her paranoid. We lost a good person that day." Beam said, his eyes turning sad.
       "The last one we've got a name and full-ish details on is Shade's right-hand-man, Flee." The image of a young man showed. His eyes were a light grey, his black hair short and spiked and his jaw was the same as Shade's. "Like father, like son." Beam sighed. "We got a DNA sample of Flee last time we met and he's a half match to Shade. We believe powers are passed on through DNA so his mother was either a teleporter or he had teleporter blood. He's been trained all his life to hate us and he knows his power well." Beam clapped his hands once. "So that means you have to know yours too, go train. You all know your rooms and the scientists you need to track down if they're not already there." He pointed to Shimmer. "Be nice, Professor Graham hasn't been well and he's even more edgy than usual."
       Shimmer smiled. "I'm always nice, it's not my fault if he gets in the way."
       Beam narrowed his eyes while a small smile tugged at his lips. "Go on, all of you."

Chapter 10 - Part Of The Computer...

       They filed out of the room and Philip was stumped. The others went either left or right down the corridor without looking back. Pixel was six metres away when she looked back at him.

       "Nobody told you were to go, did they?" she asked, smirking slightly.

       He shook his head. "No."

       She sighed and muttered. "Someone should have told you." She placed her hands so they made a rectangle in front of her and then stretched them out. As she did, the air shimmered and turned blue then Philip was looking at Pixel trough a shimmering blue screen and two back-to-front lists. Pixel scrolled through the lists and tapped rimmed buttons on the side and after a few minutes she announced "You're with Tasha, try to keep your eyes in your head, and in Block D, corridor four, room nine E."

       He gave her a blank look as her arms fell to her sides and the screen faded.

       "Oh, right - take the corridor behind you and keep going past three crosses in the corridors, then on the fourth, take the corridor on your left, keep walking until you reach a fork and go left. Keep going until another cross and go right, then it's the third door on the left." she said.

       "What are all the rooms for?" he asked.

       She shrugged. "Just research and stuff. Most are labs with samples in that you can't enter most of the time because of tests, others are offices and training space. Then all of blocks D though E are specialised ENM rooms." she said.

       Philip blinked. "And you have all this buzzing round in your head?" he asked.

       She grinned and nodded. For this place and everywhere else ever recorded. I link to internet connections automatically and I'm constantly updating and downloading like a computer, so everything on the internet, or a computer connected to the internet, is in my head. If it's password encrypted, it only takes me a few minutes to run it through a code breaker of my choice. Nothing stays hidden from me. I can even see the streams of energy coming from everything so I can tap in, even into the mind, with limited control, because of electrical impulses. I know everything, I can even wipe people from existence on the internet or create fake lives." her grin was smug but her eyes were almost sad. Philip understood now, on a computer, she was a god, but in the physical world she had very little to protect her self.

       "I'd hate to play you in a game of trivia." he said, trying to keep the conversation light.

       She laughed. "Yeah, everyone says that, now I really have to go, I'll see you later."

       Philip tried to follow her directions but he still ended up getting lost twice and having to ask people when he saw them.

       He made it though, finally.

       He knocked and a laugh came from the other side - it was happy and light. The door opened and a woman looked out. Her face was tanned, her lips full and her blue eyes bright while her dark hair was in ringlets that bounced around her face. She was dressed simply in jeans and a T-shirt with a lab coat on top. Philip gaped slightly.

       "You don't need to knock, silly, come in." she smiled and opened the door wide. Inside was a fairly large room which was panelled in shining, white metal. There was, what looked like, a blue dentists chair with its back to him in the centre on the room with wires leading from it to the wall it was facing which had three monitoring screens, switches and a row of buttons.

       "Okay, just take a seat while I start up the ENM." she said, gesturing to the chair.

       "Um, what does ENM stand for?" he asked.

       "ENM stands for Exceptions Nerve Monitor. It just monitors your brain activity which is then sent to the Hub which devises a training sequence and simulation for you." she said, pushing a button and flicking a few switches. "Just lean back it it can start."

       Philip put his head on the headrest and three clasps gripped his head.

       "Don't worry," she said kindly. "They're just to monitor brain activity, heart beat and nerve connections. We've recently devised the theory that the energy passed through the nerves is what creates powers, the most common power is psychic which only has slightly more energy than a normal persons while an Aquanan's is very high." she explained.

       "So, where about would someone's be if they could fly?" Philip asked as beeps and wurrs started to emanate from the machine-wall in front of him.

       "An Arielsaf's would be just under an Aquanan's. It's a very rare ability and we scientists gossip, so I hear you have it." she said, turning to face him.

       "Yeah, Quake tried to kidnap me and that's how I found out."

       "Sounds like his thing. Wait, yesterday? They've got your suit fast, and it is fetching." she grinned as he blushed slightly. "Oh, where are my manners? I'm Tasha Layneson." she extended her hand and he shook it, stretching as to not move his head.
       "Falcon." he said.
       "You passed the fist test, you've got to accept that name as yours. Morph failed and said his proper name. He was a bit of an idiot."
       "Was?"
       Tasha laughed again. "Good point."
       Suddenly the wall beeped. "Okay, the Hub's got your signal and the ENM has you saved to it's database." she flicked a switch, turned a dial clockwise and the clamps released. "You can get down now."
       Philip got out and rubbed his head, it felt saw. Tasha hit a green button and part of the wall on his right slid away.
       "Welcome to the Hub."

Chapter 11 - The Hub...

       Tasha lead Philip into a small alcove where the wall had been. She stood still and waited.

       Philip was just about to ask what they were waiting for when the wall dropped back into place and the small room fell with the speed of a bullet. Ten seconds later it came to a stop and Philip stumbled while Tasha gave him a sympathetic look as she remained standing.

       "You get used to it." she said. The wall lifted again and Philip felt his jaw drop. Another metal room lay beyond the opening in the wall but this one was as big as a football stadium and as high as a cathedral. 

       The others were there practising their own abilities. Closest was Kyle and he was throwing streams of fire from his hands and sheets of metal that rose from the floor before falling back again. Philip watched as a sheet of metal rose beneath Kyle and he backflipped to get away before kicking it and burning a whole where his foot had touched. He wore a metal band around his head with a yellow light on the front, now that Philip looked, they were all wearing them. A man in a white lab coat stood with what seemed to be an iPad watching Kyle. A beeping sound came from it and he smiled.

       "Well done, next sequence then." he said and tapped the pad. 

       Tasha was walking again now so Philip did too, nodding to Kyle as he passed who smiled back, mid jump over a piece of metal as a floating sphere zoomed towards him. 

       Next they passed Morph who was shifting into a large dog and attacking a man with one of the police arm wraps used in the K9 division to teach them to attack.

       Then came Shimmer who was enveloping a flashing red sphere in a pulsing, white bubble. The sphere exploded but no sound escaped the bubble. "Good." the scientist grunted. "Go again." and five more spheres floated up from the ground.

       The next section was odd at first. Sheets of metal rose from the ground and a thudding sound came from them and then a dent appeared but no one was hitting it. Then the scientist clapped and tapped his pad and the sheets disappeared as Chameleon faded into view. "Almost there, you'll get it this time." the female scientist said and Chameleon faded again as they passed.

       They passed onto dirt next and Jess shot past supported by a branch from a fast growing tree. She jumped as the tree crashed into the wall. Tasha bent under the branch and carried on so Philip followed.
       On the other side was Focus talking calmly to a man in a chair  "... I'm your friend, of course you can tell me, it'll be our secret..." while an old scientist in a blue lab coat watched.
       "That's Jeff, he has to be special." Tasha whispered.
       Then came Pixel shooting green energy at targets that rose from the floor faster than Philip could say target. An especially vicious shot made the target burst into green flames. The female scientist looked at Pixel over her iPad. "Take a breather." Pixel grinned almost sheepishly.
       Tasha stopped and went to the wall.
       "Where are the others?" Philip asked.
       "Hm? Oh, they've finished their training so they'll be helping look for the Captain or figure out the identity of the Aquanan." she said, opening a small, square panel in the wall. Inside was an iPad, a large, black button and three switches.
       "Time to train." she said and her finger was three centimetres away from the button when a blaring alarm sounded.




You lucky lucky people, three chapters in one post... Don't expect so much any more, I'm back at school now...
I promise there'll be some fighting in the nxt chapter, if not that one, the one after.

Lynxia x

HP fan fic - A Who's Who Guide...

Some characters aren't actually people but just made by people so I'll list them with (P) for people and (C) for created.

Scarlet - Robin (C)
Lucy-Anna - Luciana (C)
Phoebe - Sparky (P)
Liz - Hayley (P)
Thalia - Alf (P)
Nathan - Flame (P)
Daniel - Nixion (P)
Aisling - Ivy (P)
Jake - Zathract (P)
Eve Aloe-Vera - Eve (P) [She chose the name...]


And then some other characters are just made up.

Get it now Eve? Good.

Lynxia x

HP Fan Fic, Chapter 3 - Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogy, Warty, Hogwarts...

       Our common room is down below the lake with a long rectangle as the main room with large windows showing the murky depths and bathing the room in soft green light. Candles also lit the room and hung in silver chandeliers from the ceiling. On the left was a huge stone fireplace surrounded by leather arm chairs and sofas which were all a matching dark green like crushed emeralds. At the end of the room were black, wooden desks, bookcases and a  large, black grand piano (which I loved). On the right was a small raised platform with white pillars and grey, cobblestone steps to match the floor and walls. This small square of a platform was ringed by wooden doors which led to the dorms.

       Me and Thalia said goodnight to Nath and Dan and entered our dorm. It was the second on the left and was long and thin. There were five beds. Each was carved from dark ebony with wooden snakes winding don the banisters. The duvet and drapes were dark green with silver thread weaving across them. My bed was at the end and closest to the two, thin and tall windows.

       Also in this room, besides me and Thal, were Aisling, Scarlet and Pansy. Thalia occupied the bed next to me, then Aisling on her right, then Scarlet and finally Pansy who was closest to the door. The walls and floor were, again, grey cobblestone but, unlike the common room, five feet above the floor was a row of bricks with emeralds running through it. There was also another door, opposite Scarlet's bed, which led to the bathroom.

       My trunk was already at the bottom of my bed with the empty owl cage. I changed into my pyjamas and climbed into bed. I closed my eyes and was soon lulled to sleep by the soft blankets and the gentle lapping of the lake against the walls. 

***

       I woke up and clambered out of bed. A slightly ghostly green light filtered in through the tall windows. I crossed the cool, stone floor to the dark wooden door and went into the, again, grey flagstone bathroom. I washed quickly and scampered back into the dorm and pulled on my uniform.

       I finished putting on my thick, rebellious layers of eye liner and prepared to leave when Thalia shook her head at me.

       "What?" I asked.

       "Are you determined to make McGonagall explode? Knee high boots, white tights and eye liner? Really?"

       "I'll be fine." I said and slung my bag over my shoulder.

       Thalia muttered "No you won't." but walked with me to the Hall. We sat at the Slytherin table and were joined a few minutes later by Nathan and Daniel. Nathan sat giggling into his porridge while Dan glared at his eggs like they had tried to kill him.

       Thalia arched a eyebrow. "Do I want to know?" she asked.

       Dan grunted and bit savagely at his toast.

       Nathan smiled evilly. "He tried to fix his robes and, well..." he made an explosion noise and hand gesture.

       I almost gagged. "They blew up?!" 

       "No, but they did catch fire." Dan grumbled.

       Thalia smothered her laugh in her sleeve, I pretended to be too busy eating toast and Nathan dropped his fork to have a silent laughing fit.

       "I hate you guys." Dan muttered.

       Then the owls flew in and we heard gasps from the first years again. A small barn owl dropped a Daily Prophet in front of Thal and she pain it with a small, bronze knut. She flicked through. "Nothing interesting," she announced "Just more stupid Rita Skeeter stuff about how the Ministry is falling apart."

       Snape glided over then and dropped our time tables in front of us. I looked at mine. Astronomy Theory first, not too bad, then-

       "Ugh," I groaned. "We're with the Gryffs again second." We had all taken Care Of Magical Creatures thinking it would be fun but because of Draco, last year had been spent looking after flobberworms. 

       Thal, Nath and Dan groaned too. "Great, another year of Scar versus Snob." Dan muttered and we laughed.

       I carried on checking my time table for the rest of the day. Double Ancient Runes after lunch so that wasn't so bad. The bell tolled from deep in the castle and we headed for the Astronomy Tower. We headed north and were passing the hidden entrance for the Ravenclaw house when a broom cupboard opened and a Gryffindor girl in our year stumbled out. She was tall and thin and... Missing a shirt. She wore knee high socks, black shoes, a red and gold jumper with matching, undone, tie.

       "Hi Lucy." I said.

       "Oh, hey!" she beamed.

       "Luce, where's your shirt?" Thal asked. She looked at her arms and giggled.

       She turned to the cupboard. "Martin, is my shirt in there?" she asked and a shirt flew out. "Tar, gotta go, Herbology." she waved and skipped off, holding her shirt.

       We shared quizzical looks. "Martin... Martin Gonzola?" Dan asked. Martin was a Ravenclaw in his fifth year and he was on fairly good terms with all Slytherins. 

       I shrugged and went to the cupboard. "Martin?" I asked.

       A very flustered Martin came out doing up his blue and bronze tie. "Hey." he said.
       Nath shook his head. "I don't wanna know." he said and walked off. We waved to Martin and hurried to catch up. "She has a new guy every week." Nath said as we filed into Professor Sinistra's class.
       "I know, probably more." Thalia said and I hid a giggle behind my text book.
       "Well, the Tournament used to have a Ball at Christmas so imagine Lucy trying to dance with three guys." Dan whispered as we were now meant to be reading and taking notes on chapter one.
       Nath, however, couldn't help it and doubled over trying to hide laughs but not quite succeeding so the professor sent him and his text book to work outside.
       An hour later we left the tower room, Nath glaring because of an essay on how to behave he had been given to write, and started to make our way down to Hagrid's hut.
       Don't hurt yourself this year." Pansy said to Draco as we came out of the Entrance Hall.
       Dan went cross-eyed and made a hand talking-gesture whilst saying "Nyuh nyuh nyuh." in a high, squeaky voice. We laughed and got a glare from Draco's pet.
       Thalia glared back. "I hate her." she growled.
       "We all do." I said and then remembered I was taking to Thal. "Oh, right." I rolled my eyes and got a scowl.
       We neared the hut and the edge of the forest to find the Gryffs already there.
       "... jus' hatched," Hagrid was saying. "So yeh'll be able ter raise 'em yerselves! Thought we'd make a bit of a project of it!"
       Draco spoke up. "Why would we want to raise them?" he said coolly while dumb and dumber chuckled. Although I hated to admit it, he had a point. The things in the boxes, skrewts, were horrid. They were like long, shell-less lobsters with no heads and way to many legs in way to many places.
       Hagrid looked at Draco and tried to answer.
       "I mean, what do they do? What is the point of the?" he asked, looking disgustedly into the closest box. Pansy stood giggling while Aisling poked a skrewt.
       Hagrid was quiet for a few more moments, thinking, then finally came up with "Tha's next lesson, Malfoy. Yer jus' feedin' 'em today. Now, yeh'll want to try 'em on a few diff'rent things - I've never had 'em before," Brilliant, I thought. "Not sure what they'll go fer - I got ant eggs an' frog livers an' a bit o' grass snake - just try 'em out with a bit of each."
       A Gryff boy muttered something that didn't sound appreciative.
       We all gathered around the boxes with some, er, food and started putting it near the skrewts. It was pointless, they didn't even have any mouths.
       After about ten minutes a Gryff boy shouted "Ouch! It got me!"
       Hagrid blustered over, an anxious look on what could be seen of his face.
       "It's end exploded!" the boy said angrily, showing Hagrid hi hand.
       Hagrid nodded. "Ah, that can happen when they blast off."
       "You might be part skrewt then." Nath said to Dan and got some frogs liver in his face.
       "Eurgh!" winded a Gryff girl. "Eurgh, Hagrid, what's that pointy thing on it?" 
       "Ah, some of 'em have got stings," Hagrid said, his dark eyes bright. "I reckon they're the males... The females've got sorta sucker things on their bellies... I think they might be to suck blood." The rest of us pulled our hands out of the boxes now except Aisling who was even more intrigued and kept picking them up. I'm sure if they could have done, they would have been squealing.
       "Well, I can certainly see why we're trying to keep them alive," Draco said sarcastically. "Who wouldn't want a pet that can burn, sting and bite all at once?" I looked at Aisling, she was practically hugging one now.
       "Just because they're not very pretty, it doesn't mean they're not useful,"  Granger snapped. "Dragon blood's amazingly magical, but you wouldn't want one as a pet, would you?"
       "I kinda would." me and Aisling said together.
       Draco sneered. "This oaf of a teacher would too, I told you he tried to smuggle one out of the castle in the first year." he said.
       "Oh, drop it." Dan snapped and started throwing ant eggs at the skrewts again.
       "Look, Iggy, it's so cute!" Aisling said to me, holding a squirming skrewt in her very burnt hands.
       I looked at it. "Of course it is."
       "D'you reckon Hagrid would let me keep one?" she asked, blue eyes bright.
       "I doubt it."
       "Aw." she said and continued talking to the skrewt.
       At the end of the class, the bell rang and we made are way up to the castle for lunch.
       "Those things were horrid." Thalia said.
       "Oh, come on! They were cute! I want one!" Aisling smiled.
       "Yeah, you, Aisling, you." Dan said.
       "You trying to say something, posh-nose?" she asked. "Jake! Hey, Jake!" she called to a boy in front of us."
       "Yeah?" Jake Spatz asked. Jake was pale with icy blue eyes and shoulder length black hair.
       "Did you like the skrewts?" Aisling asked.
       "No, they were gross and should be killed." he said.
       Aisling's face fell and we laughed.
       "Why?" he asked.
       "Because she wants one as a pet." Nath said.
       "Are you nuts?" Jake asked Aisling, his eyes wide.
       "No, they're cute."
       "They aren't!"
       "They are!" They argued all the way back to the Hall and even over lunch.
       "There's something wrong with her." Nath said, helping himself to chicken.


It was longer than this but I shortened it because A: I couldn't be bothered to type and B: It was just the bit where Moody turned Malfoy into a ferret from my view. It might be mentioned later.

Lynxia x

I was bored, okay??!

(You'll need to click on it!)

They're all of the main-ish characters in the fan fic, some of whom you haven't met yet. 

Here's the link to what I used to make them - 

http://browse.deviantart.com/?order=9&q=hogwarts&offset=96#/d5028ez

I told you I was bored...

Lynxia x

The Brotherhood Chronicles: The Lost World

I came up with this a while a go but I really started it on holiday. I'm hoping this one to be quite lengthy as my stories go with quite long chapters. If you don't think a chapter is long enough then please tell me and I'll try and make the next one longer. I'm hoping for James Patterson length for chapters. yes, I know three pages isn't much for a chapter but it is for me, okay? Right, this story deviates it's point of view between the two main characters Erin and Myles so I'm sorry if you have to read some speech twice.

Chapter 1 - Fire and Ice

Erin

       I remember how nervous I had been. My nails were bitten to bloody stumps, I rushed to the fire at all times and I'm sure parts of my hair had started to fall out. I had been gathering my school books into my bag and was about to set off when Father called from the kitchen.
       "Erin, it's here!" he called from the back of the cottage. I dropped my bag that had been halfway to my shoulder and ran down the small hallway to the old, red brick kitchen. It was a small house, only two of us lived there after all. The kitchen floor was a sandy, dusty stone and the walls were old, red bricks that had been worn away slightly. The counters were a light wood that matched the table and chairs while the back door was a reddish chestnut and was a stable door too, the top hair was open at that moment. Next door to the door was an old fireplace. It kitted from the wall slightly and it funneled as it strechted to the rafters and ceiling. At the bottom of the chimmney was a scorched iron cauldron and underneath was a pinkish fire.
       Father stood up, a scroll in his hand and gave it to me.
       The seal was black on the middle that faded to dark blue at the edges. The crest stamped into the wax was of a raised fist surrounded by light shares which was circled by three sparks. I barely saw this as I ripped the scroll open and was reading the contents with furocious speed.

 Mistress Erin Everthought, 

I am pleased to accept you as my apprentice and potential successor. However (my eyes narrowed), in circumstances I did not foresee, another is as qualified as yourself and has been accepted as a second apprentice whom you will study with.

To begin your training, please travel to the Fox's head rock formation at nine o'clock.

But I do believe congratulations are in order as you have been accepted.

 Mage Ulmanoff, High Warlock of The Brotherhood 

       "What!!?" I exclaimed, the scroll crumpling in my hand.
       "Calm down, poppet, what's wrong?" Father asked.
       I whirled round and faced my father. "I'm not the only apprentice!" I screamed.
       His brow creased and he gently unfolded my hand from around the paper and scanned it himself while I fumed. "You still got a position though." he said.
       I sighed angrily. "That's not the point!" I snapped.
       He sighed too, but wearily. "I'm sure you'll be fine. Now ho to school, you'll be late." he said, kissing my forehead.
       I went back down the hall, slung my back over my shoulder and slammed the door behind me.
       The weather was as far from how I felt as possible. The day was mild. The sun shone from a deep blue sky while a few slim, white clouds drifted lazily across the sky. The front garden was in full bloom. The rose bushes, that lined the front wall of the house, showed off their red and orange blossoms proudly in the sun. The old birch tree on the left of the front garden offered a little shade under its leafy arms where morning dew still lay, shining. The bird bath on my right was gleaming as three birds rested in the cool water.
       I cursed it all under my breath.
       I walked down the gravel path and opened the white gate and stepped out onto the 'main road' of the village, although it was little more than a two-a-breast country track.
       Scott Monk walked out from his own small garden and swaggered up, sandy hair gelled into spikes, brown eyes sporting a cocky gleam and his smile showing the same air that he could do what he liked and get away with it. "Heya Erin." he said, laying an arm on my shoulder.
       "Move your arm if you value the use of it." I said, not breaking step towards the town down the track and not looking at him.
       "You say that every morning but you never do anything." he laughed.
       In response my right elbow zipped out and caught his exposed side so he doubled up, coughing, and was half the size of me when usually his eyes looked at the top of my head. After he had caught himself from his stumble he came back and kept his arms to himself.
       "Okay, that actually hurt but I know you don't mean it." he said as the trees started to thin and houses becoming more dense and we entered the outskirts of town.
       I rolled my eyes.
       "You okay, Ericles?" he asked. "You seem more hostile than usual."
       "One; do not call me that, ever again, two; I am very, very angry." I said, we were well into the town now with the gardens growing smaller and streets wider.
       "Tells me, meez wants to knows." Scott said, poking me.
       I barked a laugh as we passed the Goat's Head pub. "It's nothing you would understand."
       "Ah, boy trouble." he said knowingly.
       My head snapped to him and I stopped walking. Scott was the only person who could be classed as my 'friend' but he knew how to wind me up. "It is not!" I screeched, giving him a slight push. However, given my annoyance and anger, what should have been a slight push sent him to the floor, with crackles of yellow bouncing round his chest where I'd touched him.
       Damn magic, it took so many lies to keep it a secret.
       "What was that for?!" he asked as he dusted himself off, patted his hair at the back and joined me on the pavement again.
       I gave him what I hoped would be a slightly apologetic look. "Sorry, static energy must have built up."
       Luckily for me, Scott wasn't too bright so he shrugged and carried on walking. "So, what is it about?" he asked as I matched his step.
       I sighed, I could tell he wasn't gonna let this drop. "I, uh, applied for this course and it was meant to be one-on-one but the tutor picked another person for the same course so I'm feeling a bit... Cheated that's all."
       "What course was it?"
       "What is this? Twenty questions? It's, um, a chemistry course, Mr Branner suggested it." I lied.
       "You must be good then, maybe you could help me with my homework sometime." he nudged me with his elbow. "Hint hint."
       We both laughed as we entered through the gates of Saint Bridget High School gates. We were instantly surrounded by other teenagers in the same uniform of white shirt, burgundy blazer with the school badge and motto sown on in silver, burgundy and silver tie and black trousers or skirt, all worn in various degrees of untidy rebellion.
       "Hey Scott!" a blonde-haired girl called from a near corner of the yard, I recognised her as Anna but, as usual, she ignored me.
       "Catch ya later, 'kay Erin?" he called, walking backwards to Anna and some others.
       I nodded slightly then continued on towards the main school building. 
       I still don't know why you talk to her, is it pity?" Anna asked loudly gaining laughs from the others around her. She'd always disliked me, simply because I was nothing like her. In fact, I was as different from her as actually possible.
       She had long, bleached blonde hair while mine was just above my elbows and was chocolate brown with a reddish tint; her eyes were a sparkling, dark green like light through a canopy of leaves and mine were a dark reddish-brown; her face was light, tanned thoroughly and round while mine was high cheek-boned, prominent chin and pale but still a bit of colour and as for her taste in music... Well, she likes One Direction and JLS while I'm more of a Simple Plan and Celldweller girl. Given all this, she made my school life Hell and threw it right back at her, but in secret of course.
       I love magic sometimes!

Myles

       "Myles, honey, can you come down here a minute?" Mum called up the stairs. I tightened my tie up once more and, grabbed my bag and hopped downstairs. Our new house was modern in design but simple in structure. The hall and landing had laminated light wood flooring and white painted walls with a sand coloured skirting. The lights all had spherical covers and floated like orbs.  The bathroom was a dazzling white and tiled symmetrically. The living room was light with varying cream colours and art on the walls. The kitchen was white too with dark wood cabinets and dining table and chairs.
       "Yup?" I asked, slinging my bag over my shoulder.
       Mum came through from the living room and handed me a scroll. "Your father would be very proud." she said.
       I looked at the scroll. An unfamiliar symbol was etched into the dark blue wax - it was a raised fist with three stars and bursts of light. 
       "I don't understand, why would he be proud?" I asked, confused.
       She tapped the scroll. "Read."
       I scanned the letter.

Master Myles Bailey

You have been chosen as one of my apprentices and I hope you will accept this invitation as I believe you have great potential given who your father was, and I'm sure you will get along well with the other apprentice.

If you do accept, please journey to the Fox's head rock formation, north of town this evening at nine o'clock to begin training.

Mage Ulmanoff, High Warlock of The Brotherhood

       "Mum, what did Dad do." I asked.
       She sighed. "I think that is best for him to explain." she said, eyes rimmed with tears but a smile on her face. She reached into a small pot for keys on the side table and withdrew a dark blue coin with a symbol that matched the wax on the scroll. Around the edge were the words 'hold between thumb and forefinger'. I did so and and image of dad flickered to life in the room. 
        "Hello son." he said. He wore long blue robes, his brown-blonde hair receding and his grey eyes slightly dull. "If you're seeing this then you have been accepted into The Brotherhood. This is a group of Sorcerers and they can help you learn magic. I know by the time you see this I will have died as I recorded this before my last job. Whatever you heard about my death was a cover, I actually died trying to contain and Elder Dragon. Don't blame your mother for not telling you, I made her promise and she only found out before I went away. I decided it was best to keep you and everyone else from magic as it can be dangerous and if you were hurt it would be unbearable. But congratulations. I'm so proud of you. Again, don't blame your mother and keep it from Kane. He doesn't need to know." the image faded and Mum wrapped me in a hug. 
       "I'm sorry I couldn't tell you. Charles made me promise." she said.
       "I know, he just said." I pointed to where he had been. 
       She shook her head. "I didn't understand that, just like I can' t read the writing. Your father said it was in something called Magorca, the language of magic and you can speak it naturally if you have magic in your blood. But I have to go, have fun at school and," she sighed "I know this is all so strange but please concentrate at your new school, don't let this get in your way. But I have to go, can you take Kane for me? Thank you." she kissed my forehead, grabbed her bag and hurried out. I saw the car move from through the window and went out back to get Kane. Kane sat on the bench in the small garden. It had a high wood panelled fence, a square bit of grass. A small tree grew in the middle which the bench sat under. Kane had brown-blonde hair like me and Dad but while my eyes were blue his were dark like Mum's. Our face shapes were similar too; small chin, broad nose and sunken cheek bones. He was drawing again. Kane was a fantastic artist and could draw perfectly from memory and could play anything on the piano after hearing it once. But despite his abilities he only spoke when he had something worthwhile to say. Never asked questions or wondered out loud. He kept to himself.
       "Kane," He looked up. "Time to go." He nodded, put his notepad in his bag and walked over. He was two years younger than me and was nearing the end of his first year at high school. I looked at him and wondered, was he a Sorcerer too?
       "Myles?" he asked. his voice was quiet but commanded your attention. "What's wrong?
       I shook my head. "Nothing, just new school and stuff." I closed and locked the front door then walked down the suburban road towards the school. Kane didn't press the matter although he didn't seem satisfied.
       We only lived a few roads from the school so after a few turns we were passing through the gates. Kane waved slightly and headed for a door marked 'Art Department'. I knew he'd fit in there.
       "Hey Scott!" a blonde-haired girl called from the edge of the yard to a sandy haired boy in front of me. A dark haired girl stood next to him and she seemed to radiate anger. I made a mental not to keep away.
       The boy said something to her then walked over to the other girl while the dark haired girl gave the blonde glares.
       "I still don't know why you talk to her, is it pity?" the blonde said loudly, gathering laughs from the group.
        The girl in front stormed away towards the school and I was thankful that anger wasn't aimed at me.

Well, what do you think?

Lynxia x

A Post From Devon...

I'm bored...

I'm bored...

I'm bored...

Yeah, you get it. Devon is boring. Sally has but a lock on the wi-fi so I have no internet and I'm on borrowed time here at the moment as she agreed to have 15 mins of wi-fi, so yeah, not much to do.

It's raining, no sunny skies so we can't go on the beach. I've already finished my holiday reading so I'm bored out of my mind. I do, however, have a new story idea and I'm gonna write some more so I'll get to that in a min, we're about to have dinner and I can't multi-task.

See you in two weeks... If I live threw the boredom...

Lynxia x

MY LOKI HELMET IS FINISHED!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yupo, I finished it yesterday and okay, it doesn't look like the one from the film much - the colour's not exactly right and it's not smooth, but I'm proud of it and when I wear it I feel like a jealous, psycho god anyway.

Yeah, weeks and weeks of work there. If you want instructions of how I did it, just ask and I'll post them.


Anyway, I won't be on the blog much after today because I'm going to be in Devon for two weeks. If I make it back alive then I'll see you on the blog but I think two weeks in Devon with my aunt and sister are enough to kill me, boredom or otherwise.


Lynxia x