Sternchen2000

(A/N: Haha, long time no see! School made me super busy, sorry. To make a long story short: I was actually planning on uploading chapters only after I had completely finished Part 02, but since I finished Chapter 14 quite awhile ago I got impatient and decided to upload it now. Part 02 is already mostly finished, sans editing.) Second Try The first thing the remaining participants saw when they reached the second floor was a rather large pool, the bottom of which had a large picture of MonoWither's middle face. "...That smells really nasty," Jerome complained, crinkling his nose with disgust. "How much chlorine is in that thing?" Husky wond

*Seto*     My name is Harvey. But everybody just calls me Seto. I'm the Sorcerer of the village Spring Arbor. For most this is an honor; they'd love being a village Sorcerer. But for me, it a horrible.     It's not the magic that gets me. I love magic. I love being a Sorcerer. The problem is that I'm a really bad Sorcerer. My master died when I was just a kid, so I never learned much. All I know is how to make potions. But I don't even know that, really.     I have an enchantment table, a medical bag, a potion stand, the whole bit. But my magic is just... Not there. It's like I'm a squib, y'know, from Harry Potter. I'm just useless.    

     After the Dark incident, Husky and I had nothing to do. The first few days we spent walking Venge home. Then we were going to head back to his house on Eastland, but we were distracted on the way. In Deuland we were tempted with a very good score. And we took it.     Husky and I agreed, since we had nothing better to do, to continue where we left off, stealing things for the thrill and hiding from the law. And god did we have fun.     But after around almost two years, we were in the Woodlands again for the first time since I got my memory back. And once again, I was stuck in a prison. But luckily this time, I still had my memories and

Contrary to popular belief, I wasn't great with magic at first. In fact, for the first thirteen years of my life, I thought I was human. Well, it wasn't so much I thought I was human that I thought I wasn't a Magist. I was raised by my grandfather in a town called Icaria. Let me tell you something about Icaria: it's dreadfully ordinary.    It's a big city, not quite as big as Shard City or Roma, but y'know, it's up there. It's separated into three districts, the biggest being Three, which is the one I live in. Or lived in.    I sat on the train chugging along from Icaria to Spring Arbor as the keys of my typewriter clicked pleasantly. I alw

     Rythian had an odd dream about a war. He'd never been in a war before, and he could never see himself being in one later. Of course,t here was this revolution against the Light Brigade, but... That wasn't really a war, was it?     Regardless of the dream, Rythian was woken up sometime between midnight and dawn. The fire had died down to hot coals, nearly cool themselves, casting very little light around them. The others were still asleep; except, of course, for Lomadia, who sat ever watchful on the roof of her treehouse. Rythian exited his tent and stood, not really feeling all that tired. He pulled his scarf up over his nose as he quie

     Jason sighed and stood up out of the pilot's chair.     "What are you doing?" TARS asked.     "I'm going for some fresh air."     "There's no air in space moron."     "Humans have a humor setting too, metal head." Jason said. "I'm just gonna look around. Might grab some food out of the cargo hold."     "Have fun, human. I'll get us on our way to the wormhole." TARS shifted towards     "Thanks..." Jason said lowly, waving a goodbye. He made his way slowly through their small ship. Since the twentieth century, mankind had a lot more technology to aid them; one of these things was having a good oxygen supply on the ship so a suit was

    I'm normal I guess. I mean, I'm your average kid. I play video games and listen to music and stuff like that. Let's see... Well, I'm an Aquarius. Um... I don't have any friends, but... I did have a girlfriend for a while. But she dumped me when she found out I was a mutant.     Oh did I forget to mention that? Yeah, I'm a freak. My name is Adam, but I'm better known as Skybrine. I'm seventeen years old and an outcast. People hate me because I'm a monster. Some people just throw things at me, but most try to kill me.    So I adapted. The only thing that really sticks out as an inhuman feature are my eyes; they're bright, glowing white. S

After Void and Clancy had eaten, Void had led him outside. He told the girl, who Clancy knew as Arya now, to watch the house and the cat in his absence. She had shoved a crate into Clancy's arms just before they left, telling him not to drop it. The old man's stride, although he had a limp, was fast and bold. Clancy struggled to keep up with his fast pace as they walked along the sidewalk. He mourned the fact he didn't have his lab coat for the millionth time as he shivered slightly in the brisk early April weather.     "Um... Sir?" Clancy asked, shifting the crate in his arms. Void grunted in acknowledgment. "Where is it we're going?"    

     The six of them found a round table in the corner of the Chateau Picard, the cafe in the village of Farpoint.     None were feeling particularly talkative, mostly because nobody really knew what to talk about. Venom had a brownie with her as usual, Thalia a bit of fudge, and Jack a coffee.      Logan cleared his throat. "Thalia, you said you were going somewhere earlier?"     "Oh, yeah, I'm going on a weekend mission to Stillwater Heights." Thalia said. "I tried to refuse, but he really wanted me to go. I don't know why."     Venom smiled a little, but didn't say anything.     "What's the mission about?" Kevin asked.     "There's

Mutants Episode 10: Mirror Trap     'After everyone gets corrupted... I can rule all those dumb but powerful monsters to take over the world myself!' Skybrine thought evilly. Skybrine saw Sky's computer on Sky's desk.     "I won't need this anymore." Skybrine grinned and was about to blow it up but he heard footsteps and stopped. The footstep came closer and closer. And there came in a small group of Sky Army recruits.     "Stop playing games, Skybrine. We know you're fake!" Said Apple. Skybrine just grinned. "And you thought I was going to run away when you bring an army to force me away?" He could sense the fear in the recruits eyes.

"Hey! Jason! Trust fall!" yelled energetic Minecrafter Sky. Said person, also known as MinecraftUniverse, turned around with a confused face barely seen through his translucent helmet. "A what?" he questioned, puzzled. "A trust fall! It's when you fall backwards, and someone you trust catches you! Well, they might not.. But you'll catch me, right Jason?" Laughing softly at Sky's childish behavior, he replied with "Sure, I'll try it." "Yay! Okay, here we go, catch me!" Although MinecraftUniverse didn't consider himself a particularly weak person, he would have never expected Adam to weigh so.. much. He wasn't fat or anything, but.. Jason

    Sky often found himself in awkward situations. He tended to have bad luck with those sorts of things. Once, he and Ian had gone to visit Husky's home village. Sky forgot that it was rude to call Mudkips "fish". Another time, Sky managed to get himself locked in a room with a squid he'd cut one tentacle off of for three hours; the two didn't have much to talk about. Then, back when he was dating Dawn, Sky couldn't have had a worse first impression on her parents; but that's another story.     All in all, even though Sky had seen a lot of awkward situations, he could safely say that this was the worst yet.     "Um.... So..." Sky bit his l

TWO YEARS LATER *Mitch*     Christmas in the Woodlands was always fun. Well I mean, I'd already had Christmas here twice. The Baccas really focused on the food more than the presents. They didn't actually do the whole presents thing at all. I didn't really mind that change. I never really liked that tradition anyway.     But Baccan food was amazing. It's like Italian food but like five times better, it's so good. Think of your favorite food, then multiply it by like six. Yeah, it's that good.     I had gone out to visit Dreven in the high city without Jerome, no longer afraid of running into some sort of hostile creature while I was alo