Post by Exodusyria on Apr 12, 2010 19:26:35 GMT -5
Yeah, this is a collection of stories i wrote and came up. Please rate me know which ones you like and which ones need work.
First off is something i came up with after i helped my friend create a character. ((I remember now why I put Victoria with Macavity. One of my old characters that i redrew is white based with black and red stripes.))
Saphira
Named after a dragon
Quiet, stoic, heartless, recluse
Sword welding
Demon-eyed
24 yr old
Crimson-coated
Hench
Won’t think twice about killing someone
Beautiful
Tall
“ Yeah, well that’s me.” She thought as she wondered the halls of the rundown warehouse in search of Macavity. She had just finished a mission and was on her way to report in. Her bright red eyes scanned the hallways. Most of the lowly henches avoided her at all cost because of looks but also because of her eyes. So what? They’re blood red. I can’t help it. At least the warehouse royalty thought highly of her. Even Aztec, Bay-La, and Keiiji often came to her with help on a mission. Speaking of missions, today was Tristan’s first mission. He was told to capture a pretty, young, queen from the Crescent Tribe. She wondered which beauty he had managed to snatch. She had been there before. It was full of nice queens. She heard a voice singing up ahead. It was definitely a female’s voice. She rounded the corner and saw Lenorra. One of the kittens that Arapaho brought in. She ignored her and kept walking. She happened to catch a glimpse of herself in a mirror. She was covered in mud and blood but she didn't care. she was herself. " That's me" She said out loud. She finally found the tom she had been looking for. The ginger tom had his arms around one of his many mates. Saphira waited to be noticed by the leader of the warehouse. Macavity felt like someone was interrupting his private moment with Victoria. He turned his head and saw the crimson queen standing still as a statue. “ Ahha..Saphira..Beauty. “ He said letting go of Victoria and going over to her. “ Did you kill him?” He said as he looked at the mess of her fur. Saphira looked straight ahead. “ He put up a good fight but he was so easy to kill once I broke his jaw.” She said. Her long tail hung neatly behind her. “ Did you have to use your sword at all?” He knew of her love of the sword. “ No.” came her short clipped answer. Macavity waved her away. He had all he needed to know. The leader of the Jellicles was dead. There would be a uprising. There would chaos and confusion but for now there would just be him and his snow white queen.
I don't remember when i wrote this one. Wait! Yes I do. I got mad at one of my teachers and ignored them.
If Only You Knew
Effina walked through the junkyard silently.. The bright afternoon sun shone off her ruby-red coat warming her up. She sighed and closed her eyes. For once the entire junkyard was silent. Thanks to the awful heat of this London summer. She was able to think clearly. She knew that Torah and Sokka were heading to the outcast territory yo meet Keiiji and Griddlebone. They had asked her to keep it secret. Fiona had asked to go. Sokka wanted her to stay. He told her she was better here. They had been gone almost all day. "Effina" Ignoring the voice, she climbed on top of a old stove. It had the best view of the huge junkyard. It was her favorite spot to think. " Effina, would you quit spacing out?" Chaucer asked her. She nearly jumped out of her fur when he said something. She hadn't even seen him standing there. " ..Oh, Hush..Chaucy ." " You must have been thinking real hard." he said." Nah..not really...just dreaming." She lied. She had always been a good lair. " Dreaming about me?" He smiled that crooked little grin she loved so much. " Maybe?" she leaned onto his well-muscled shoulder. He laced his hand through hers. " Have you seen Torah and Sokka?" He asked, She didn't hesitate. " No, not recently." " What are they up to?" he said to himself. Effina heard him. ' If only you knew' She thought to herself. ' If only you knew."
or this this one which is a drabble
Daniel went through the tribe’s history. It really wasn’t much. It was more like the listing of mates and kittens. The tribe sure had grown since the choir competition so many years ago. He came across a paper with the kittens of the fifth generation listed on it: He looked carefully at the writing. It was obvious that a queen wrote it. The only queens with access to these are the mates of him, Mozart, Warrior and crap! He forgot his brother. He had a mate. So then it would have to be either Desiree, Arelus, Sliver, Ember. Or maybe it was Spirit’s mates Crystalynn and Allesandra. Spirit had always been with him. He was his closest friend. They had grew up together. Now they had separate lives, mates, kittens and families. They hardly got to see each other. He missed the days gone by when the only thing they had to worry about was each other. He put the heavy document down and closed his eyes. He was getting along in his years. A sliver queen came up behind him and put her arms around him. Ari started to purr deeply next to his ear. He put his hand over her arms and leaned back in his chair. He could smell the sweet-pea, lilac perfume she had put on earlier. He sighed. What did he do to deserve such a wonderful mate?
This came out when i was trying to decide if I should kill off my first generation or not. (I'm writing the 5th generation right now)
Yvonne, Esperanza, Sarima, Surri, Kiamo Ko, and Joslynn stood at the northern most point in the circle. The sun was rising now. They could hear the camp starting to stir behind them. The first rays of sun light started to appear. Kia and Ranzi sang first with the other joining them. Their voices provided the harmony and music. It was a Cherokee morning song. As the sun rose so did their voices. Now the tribe was awake and listening to them. It wasn’t really a ritual but sometimes they liked to greet the sun, Provide it actually came out since it had been raining so much lately. The only cat that didn’t rise with them was Warrior. The creator had told him it was time to come home. He met him in the predawn hours right before the girls, or actually ladies, had began to sing. Lilith went back in to her den to find her love without a heartbeat. She shook him and her screaming brought Hayden and Houdini running. They were unable to bring him back. That day they buried their beloved leader next to Mozart who had passed a year before. Warrior left behind three daughters, two sons, nieces, nephews, and many grand children, and great-grand children. Seneca , Sequoyah, Valentine, and Chinook each took their deer-antler handled knives and cut some of their hair off. The ones with the longer hair cut their braids or ponytails completely off. Lilith cried with Chinook cut his hair off. It was so hard for them to let him go. Some where in the back a white and red queen who had recently joined the tribe started to sing. ‘ My heart will go on’ (as sung by Celine Dion) Calyx was surprised by his mate’s voice. It was so full of emotion. Embereina, even though her hearing wasn’t that great anymore, remembered that song. It seemed so long ago when she sang it at that competition. The competition where their tribes joined forces. Now their tribes were weak and Macavity was on the rise. Joslynn had helped the Jellicles after he had attacked them. She had learned of the tangled web between Munkustrap, Demeter, Bombalurina, and Macavity.. “Momma” Embereina said. She missed Bomba. Munku, and Mungojerrie. She was older now. Would her mother even recognize her? It had been years since she had been there. She knew her two dads would never forget her. Was she rambling again? Emmy wiped the tears that she didn’t know she had cried away. She felt like she never love someone as much as she loved her dear Mozart. Sliver Song missed him so very much. Mariah had cried for days so had Sora.
This was a assignment i had to do in one of my classes. It got 3rd place or honorable mention in the writing contest. We had to pretend we were in Haiti when that earthquake hit.
Tuesday, 12 January 2010
Esperanza Grace Hawthorne visiting Haiti during her Christmas break made her way through the once beautiful city. The 7.0 earthquake had destroyed most, if not all, of the city. The one thing that broke her heart the most was the number of young children that wandered around searching for lost love ones. They were dusty and dirty. Some of them were bruised up. She was glad that she had escaped it. She continued carefully making her way across the rubble-covered street. She came across a young woman with a little one in a temporary shelter. Truth be told, they looked like crap. But what did you expect after what happened? She took a deep breath as sat down next to the woman, She was careful not to wake the woman’s daughter up. She must not be any older than three or four. The woman was trying to be strong. She could tell that much. ‘I hope she speaks English. ‘ Esperanza thought to herself. “ Hey. You okay?” she asked the woman. “ Yeah.. am now.” ‘Thank you! ‘ Her Haitian was not the best. “ Is your little one hurt?” The woman turned to look at her sleeping girl. “ Not really. She has a few small cuts on her feet but she’s fine.” “ That’s good. What was it like?” she asked her referring to the all too recent quake. The woman closed her eyes, took a relaxing breath, and started to tell her version. “ It started as any other day for me. I woke up and was just going about my own business.” Esperanza had already heard that part so many times. “ It was late afternoon when I felt the ground starting to shake. It was horrible. All I could think about was Irji. That’s my little girl. I grabbed her up and ran, ran as fast as I could. It’s kind of hard when the grounds shaking.” At this the woman smirked a little. “ It felt like it took forever but it finally quit. When it did, I didn’t recognize the city. It was completely destroyed. Irji and I made our way to the middle of what used to be the capital city, Port-au-Prince. We walked past people crying and searching for ones they had lost. Many bodies were on stretchers in the streets. Too many people are dead. It has been chaotic since the quake earlier. Buildings have collapsed, killing and trapping people inside them. My Irji begs to be picked up. She complains of the broken glass cutting her feet. I pick her up and follow a line of people waiting to get food and much needed supplies. After getting our food, we came here. We had no home to return to. It was demolished. I froze earlier when I felt one of many aftershocks rumble under the ground. I didn’t know if there was more danger ahead. If there was. Irji and I would face it together. We survived this horrid quake. I’m sure we could survive anything as along as we stayed together.” Esperanza was breathless for a moment. Never had she heard such an heart felt retelling. The woman must’ve had God on her side. She stayed with the woman until she fell asleep. Then she slowly rose and left them. For now, they were safe.
Okay the next part is some of my old.old..like really old stories that I found today.
I’m still waiting for you, my love.
This is the story of love. Rebecca and John have know each other since they were little. The day Becca turns sixteen, John must leave for war. Becca tells him that however long he takes, she will wait for him. John tells her as soon as the war is over, he will come back for her. With a kiss goodbye, he leaves. Rebecca waits for him for 60 years. After she dies, John comes home and finds her gone. He looks and looks for her. At sunset he finds her grave. On her tombstone it says
I’m still waiting for you, my love.
((my best friend who is like my sister is named Rebeka. Odd much?))
this went with a angel picture i drew.
After being beaten and left for dead by one of Satan’s sirens, a young angel named Amy Hopewell must find her way back to Heaven without the help of the other angels before the end of December.
These are little snippets or ideas I've had.
Surri woke up next to her grown sister. She didn't remember coming in here. Beside her, her sister's mate, Massanori was still sound asleep. His white fur was getting some sliver gray in it. She heard her sister moan. " Dancer?" Surri said softly. " Dancer?" she said again. Morning Dancer opened her eyes." Oh...Ohhh.." " Sissy, are you okay?" Surri asked her. " Yeah.." Dancer yawned.
This was an Native American story i was working on last year. I'm thinking of taking it back up. This is just a synopsis.
When Turquoise Roanhorse and Cheyenne Rosewind move from a strict school ((Or Maine)) in Alabama to a reservation in New Mexico((or Wyoming)), they find reservation life hard. They move in with Medicine Cloud and Lakota Hope. They enroll in a school on the reservation. Turquoise winds up falling in love with Chinook Firehawk who is a native American drummer. Cheyenne meets and falls in love with Aaden" White Sky" Russel who is a Champion Mens fancy dancer. One night a bad storm hits the reservation. The morning after the storm, Medicine Cloud finds two Navajo girls in a destroyed house. Their names are Kiva Lynn and Sarah Sky. Lakota Hope soon finds out that they are sisters and they were abandoned by their abusive father who is later found dead. Lakota and Medicine Cloud decide to take them in and raise them as their own. A year later, Cheyenne and Turquoise finally graduate from school. Two weeks later, Cheyenne finds out she is pregnant by Aaden Russel. Turquoise soon learns about her sisters pregnancy but they must keep it a secert from Medicine Cloud. In order to hide it, Cheyenne runs away from her reservation and lives with Yazi Yellow bird and Aaden Russel in the Black Hills of South Dakota. The months pass quickly and in January, Cheyenne has a beautiful baby girl. She gives her the name of Kairi Red Star. Yazi gives her a soft pair of deerhide moccasins and a small medicine pouch. Seeing the pouch, Cheyenn realizes that she must return to her reservation. So with a heavy heart and a new baby, She returns only to find out that Roanhorse has gotten married and Medicine Cloud has gotten gravely injured in a buffalo hunt...
((I'm going to add more to that one. I'm just too lazy tonight.
))
(if you like any of them, you can continue them, ))
((and Del, I love your story. I think its cute.))
okay this is another idea i had. Alina ((and Kylene)) are my friend's character. The red is a dream Ooggie is having and the blue is a night mare. This was supposed to go down in my other post but oh well
ALINA’S TEST CHAPTER
“Momma”
“Yes, baby”
“ I love you”
“ I love you, too. When you wake up, I’ll still be here.”
Alina snuggled deeper down into what she thought was her mom’s downy fur but when she opened her eyes she saw it was instead her friend’s Dixie’s black and white fur. Dixie was still asleep. “ Alina? Is that you?” A voice brought back to reality. It sounded familiar. She looked over Dixie ( for she slept with Dixie curled around her) to see a exotic marked tom coming down the alleyway. He looked different. Alina jumped over Dixie and stood in front of her. “Who are you?” She asked. Her deep southern accent coming out in a rush. “ Ooggie, You know me. I’m Pyro. You know, Aztec, Harmony, Selene, Aradia, and Shenzi’s brother “ Alina couldn’t believe it. “ Is it really you?” Pyro looked at her. Her long waist length hair was gone and in its place was shoulder blade length hair. She still had that skull tattoo on her leg. Pyro smiled. “ It’s me.” Alina ran towards him and threw her arms around him. Pyro lost his balance and fell backwards on the concrete with Alina landing on top of him. He put his arms around her and purred. “ I’ve missed you so much,Ooggie!” Lena couldn’t help laughing. She laid her head on his red and black striped chest. They stayed in that embrace for a few minutes. Lena didn’t dare tell him how much she loved him cause it was quite obvious. She had always loved the son of Macavity and Griddlebone. Pyro felt her tail wrap around his tail. He knew that she was the one for him. His brother was already mated to a assassin. His sisters were still single as they were too young to have mates. Alina started to purr quietly.
Pyro lay on his and Alina’s bed. Her head was on his chest and she was sound asleep like he was about to be. He could still feel her heart slowing down. He let out a sigh. He was tired beyond compare. She was purring again. What they had shared had been spectacular. Their tails were intertwined with each other. He kept wondering how his best wound up being his mate, his lover, everything he had ever wanted in a queen. He ran his fingers though her reddish brown hair. It felt like silk to him. With her next to him, Pyro fell sound asleep cause he that when he woke up she would still be right there, next to him.
Alina ran through the meadow with Pyro and Aztec chasing her. Pyro and her were throwing little fire balls at each other while poor Aztec was trying to tackle her. They were all laughing at each other and having a grand time. When all of a sudden, a jet black tom covered in blood and scars came and killed the brothers in front of her eyes. “ Your next” The tom said as he threw Aztec’s limp body on the ground. Alina wasn’t afraid to fight her dad. She stood her ground. Fire came out of hands. “ That won’t do any good, my dear daughter.” He said as he raised his hand. She felt herself being lifted off the ground and being thrown backwards. She hit her head on something and she blacked out.
“NOO!!!!!” Alina woke up screaming which scared the living crap out of Pyro who had been sleeping soundly beside her. “ What’s wrong, Love?” He asked sleepily. He became more alert as saw her shaking and covered in a sweat. “ I have to go check on Aztec.” She said getting off the bed. Pyro yawned. “ Babe, he’s still asleep.’ He looked at the clock on the wall. “ See, its 3: 15 A.M. He’s out like a light. Trust me. “He said reaching for arm. He pulled her close. Alina fell back on to the bed. She was tired, really tired. “ If it makes you feel any better, later we can check on him. Right now wouldn’t be a good time to interrupt him and Bay.” She got the hint quick and sure enough the next morning she knew why. She found out that Bay was pregnant by Aztec. How did that assassin even manage to love anyone confused Pyro. He knew his brother loved her but he didn't know how he loved her.
First off is something i came up with after i helped my friend create a character. ((I remember now why I put Victoria with Macavity. One of my old characters that i redrew is white based with black and red stripes.))
Saphira
Named after a dragon
Quiet, stoic, heartless, recluse
Sword welding
Demon-eyed
24 yr old
Crimson-coated
Hench
Won’t think twice about killing someone
Beautiful
Tall
“ Yeah, well that’s me.” She thought as she wondered the halls of the rundown warehouse in search of Macavity. She had just finished a mission and was on her way to report in. Her bright red eyes scanned the hallways. Most of the lowly henches avoided her at all cost because of looks but also because of her eyes. So what? They’re blood red. I can’t help it. At least the warehouse royalty thought highly of her. Even Aztec, Bay-La, and Keiiji often came to her with help on a mission. Speaking of missions, today was Tristan’s first mission. He was told to capture a pretty, young, queen from the Crescent Tribe. She wondered which beauty he had managed to snatch. She had been there before. It was full of nice queens. She heard a voice singing up ahead. It was definitely a female’s voice. She rounded the corner and saw Lenorra. One of the kittens that Arapaho brought in. She ignored her and kept walking. She happened to catch a glimpse of herself in a mirror. She was covered in mud and blood but she didn't care. she was herself. " That's me" She said out loud. She finally found the tom she had been looking for. The ginger tom had his arms around one of his many mates. Saphira waited to be noticed by the leader of the warehouse. Macavity felt like someone was interrupting his private moment with Victoria. He turned his head and saw the crimson queen standing still as a statue. “ Ahha..Saphira..Beauty. “ He said letting go of Victoria and going over to her. “ Did you kill him?” He said as he looked at the mess of her fur. Saphira looked straight ahead. “ He put up a good fight but he was so easy to kill once I broke his jaw.” She said. Her long tail hung neatly behind her. “ Did you have to use your sword at all?” He knew of her love of the sword. “ No.” came her short clipped answer. Macavity waved her away. He had all he needed to know. The leader of the Jellicles was dead. There would be a uprising. There would chaos and confusion but for now there would just be him and his snow white queen.
I don't remember when i wrote this one. Wait! Yes I do. I got mad at one of my teachers and ignored them.
If Only You Knew
Effina walked through the junkyard silently.. The bright afternoon sun shone off her ruby-red coat warming her up. She sighed and closed her eyes. For once the entire junkyard was silent. Thanks to the awful heat of this London summer. She was able to think clearly. She knew that Torah and Sokka were heading to the outcast territory yo meet Keiiji and Griddlebone. They had asked her to keep it secret. Fiona had asked to go. Sokka wanted her to stay. He told her she was better here. They had been gone almost all day. "Effina" Ignoring the voice, she climbed on top of a old stove. It had the best view of the huge junkyard. It was her favorite spot to think. " Effina, would you quit spacing out?" Chaucer asked her. She nearly jumped out of her fur when he said something. She hadn't even seen him standing there. " ..Oh, Hush..Chaucy ." " You must have been thinking real hard." he said." Nah..not really...just dreaming." She lied. She had always been a good lair. " Dreaming about me?" He smiled that crooked little grin she loved so much. " Maybe?" she leaned onto his well-muscled shoulder. He laced his hand through hers. " Have you seen Torah and Sokka?" He asked, She didn't hesitate. " No, not recently." " What are they up to?" he said to himself. Effina heard him. ' If only you knew' She thought to herself. ' If only you knew."
or this this one which is a drabble
Daniel went through the tribe’s history. It really wasn’t much. It was more like the listing of mates and kittens. The tribe sure had grown since the choir competition so many years ago. He came across a paper with the kittens of the fifth generation listed on it: He looked carefully at the writing. It was obvious that a queen wrote it. The only queens with access to these are the mates of him, Mozart, Warrior and crap! He forgot his brother. He had a mate. So then it would have to be either Desiree, Arelus, Sliver, Ember. Or maybe it was Spirit’s mates Crystalynn and Allesandra. Spirit had always been with him. He was his closest friend. They had grew up together. Now they had separate lives, mates, kittens and families. They hardly got to see each other. He missed the days gone by when the only thing they had to worry about was each other. He put the heavy document down and closed his eyes. He was getting along in his years. A sliver queen came up behind him and put her arms around him. Ari started to purr deeply next to his ear. He put his hand over her arms and leaned back in his chair. He could smell the sweet-pea, lilac perfume she had put on earlier. He sighed. What did he do to deserve such a wonderful mate?
This came out when i was trying to decide if I should kill off my first generation or not. (I'm writing the 5th generation right now)
Yvonne, Esperanza, Sarima, Surri, Kiamo Ko, and Joslynn stood at the northern most point in the circle. The sun was rising now. They could hear the camp starting to stir behind them. The first rays of sun light started to appear. Kia and Ranzi sang first with the other joining them. Their voices provided the harmony and music. It was a Cherokee morning song. As the sun rose so did their voices. Now the tribe was awake and listening to them. It wasn’t really a ritual but sometimes they liked to greet the sun, Provide it actually came out since it had been raining so much lately. The only cat that didn’t rise with them was Warrior. The creator had told him it was time to come home. He met him in the predawn hours right before the girls, or actually ladies, had began to sing. Lilith went back in to her den to find her love without a heartbeat. She shook him and her screaming brought Hayden and Houdini running. They were unable to bring him back. That day they buried their beloved leader next to Mozart who had passed a year before. Warrior left behind three daughters, two sons, nieces, nephews, and many grand children, and great-grand children. Seneca , Sequoyah, Valentine, and Chinook each took their deer-antler handled knives and cut some of their hair off. The ones with the longer hair cut their braids or ponytails completely off. Lilith cried with Chinook cut his hair off. It was so hard for them to let him go. Some where in the back a white and red queen who had recently joined the tribe started to sing. ‘ My heart will go on’ (as sung by Celine Dion) Calyx was surprised by his mate’s voice. It was so full of emotion. Embereina, even though her hearing wasn’t that great anymore, remembered that song. It seemed so long ago when she sang it at that competition. The competition where their tribes joined forces. Now their tribes were weak and Macavity was on the rise. Joslynn had helped the Jellicles after he had attacked them. She had learned of the tangled web between Munkustrap, Demeter, Bombalurina, and Macavity.. “Momma” Embereina said. She missed Bomba. Munku, and Mungojerrie. She was older now. Would her mother even recognize her? It had been years since she had been there. She knew her two dads would never forget her. Was she rambling again? Emmy wiped the tears that she didn’t know she had cried away. She felt like she never love someone as much as she loved her dear Mozart. Sliver Song missed him so very much. Mariah had cried for days so had Sora.
This was a assignment i had to do in one of my classes. It got 3rd place or honorable mention in the writing contest. We had to pretend we were in Haiti when that earthquake hit.
Tuesday, 12 January 2010
Esperanza Grace Hawthorne visiting Haiti during her Christmas break made her way through the once beautiful city. The 7.0 earthquake had destroyed most, if not all, of the city. The one thing that broke her heart the most was the number of young children that wandered around searching for lost love ones. They were dusty and dirty. Some of them were bruised up. She was glad that she had escaped it. She continued carefully making her way across the rubble-covered street. She came across a young woman with a little one in a temporary shelter. Truth be told, they looked like crap. But what did you expect after what happened? She took a deep breath as sat down next to the woman, She was careful not to wake the woman’s daughter up. She must not be any older than three or four. The woman was trying to be strong. She could tell that much. ‘I hope she speaks English. ‘ Esperanza thought to herself. “ Hey. You okay?” she asked the woman. “ Yeah.. am now.” ‘Thank you! ‘ Her Haitian was not the best. “ Is your little one hurt?” The woman turned to look at her sleeping girl. “ Not really. She has a few small cuts on her feet but she’s fine.” “ That’s good. What was it like?” she asked her referring to the all too recent quake. The woman closed her eyes, took a relaxing breath, and started to tell her version. “ It started as any other day for me. I woke up and was just going about my own business.” Esperanza had already heard that part so many times. “ It was late afternoon when I felt the ground starting to shake. It was horrible. All I could think about was Irji. That’s my little girl. I grabbed her up and ran, ran as fast as I could. It’s kind of hard when the grounds shaking.” At this the woman smirked a little. “ It felt like it took forever but it finally quit. When it did, I didn’t recognize the city. It was completely destroyed. Irji and I made our way to the middle of what used to be the capital city, Port-au-Prince. We walked past people crying and searching for ones they had lost. Many bodies were on stretchers in the streets. Too many people are dead. It has been chaotic since the quake earlier. Buildings have collapsed, killing and trapping people inside them. My Irji begs to be picked up. She complains of the broken glass cutting her feet. I pick her up and follow a line of people waiting to get food and much needed supplies. After getting our food, we came here. We had no home to return to. It was demolished. I froze earlier when I felt one of many aftershocks rumble under the ground. I didn’t know if there was more danger ahead. If there was. Irji and I would face it together. We survived this horrid quake. I’m sure we could survive anything as along as we stayed together.” Esperanza was breathless for a moment. Never had she heard such an heart felt retelling. The woman must’ve had God on her side. She stayed with the woman until she fell asleep. Then she slowly rose and left them. For now, they were safe.
Okay the next part is some of my old.old..like really old stories that I found today.
I’m still waiting for you, my love.
This is the story of love. Rebecca and John have know each other since they were little. The day Becca turns sixteen, John must leave for war. Becca tells him that however long he takes, she will wait for him. John tells her as soon as the war is over, he will come back for her. With a kiss goodbye, he leaves. Rebecca waits for him for 60 years. After she dies, John comes home and finds her gone. He looks and looks for her. At sunset he finds her grave. On her tombstone it says
I’m still waiting for you, my love.
((my best friend who is like my sister is named Rebeka. Odd much?))
this went with a angel picture i drew.
After being beaten and left for dead by one of Satan’s sirens, a young angel named Amy Hopewell must find her way back to Heaven without the help of the other angels before the end of December.
These are little snippets or ideas I've had.
Surri woke up next to her grown sister. She didn't remember coming in here. Beside her, her sister's mate, Massanori was still sound asleep. His white fur was getting some sliver gray in it. She heard her sister moan. " Dancer?" Surri said softly. " Dancer?" she said again. Morning Dancer opened her eyes." Oh...Ohhh.." " Sissy, are you okay?" Surri asked her. " Yeah.." Dancer yawned.
This was an Native American story i was working on last year. I'm thinking of taking it back up. This is just a synopsis.
When Turquoise Roanhorse and Cheyenne Rosewind move from a strict school ((Or Maine)) in Alabama to a reservation in New Mexico((or Wyoming)), they find reservation life hard. They move in with Medicine Cloud and Lakota Hope. They enroll in a school on the reservation. Turquoise winds up falling in love with Chinook Firehawk who is a native American drummer. Cheyenne meets and falls in love with Aaden" White Sky" Russel who is a Champion Mens fancy dancer. One night a bad storm hits the reservation. The morning after the storm, Medicine Cloud finds two Navajo girls in a destroyed house. Their names are Kiva Lynn and Sarah Sky. Lakota Hope soon finds out that they are sisters and they were abandoned by their abusive father who is later found dead. Lakota and Medicine Cloud decide to take them in and raise them as their own. A year later, Cheyenne and Turquoise finally graduate from school. Two weeks later, Cheyenne finds out she is pregnant by Aaden Russel. Turquoise soon learns about her sisters pregnancy but they must keep it a secert from Medicine Cloud. In order to hide it, Cheyenne runs away from her reservation and lives with Yazi Yellow bird and Aaden Russel in the Black Hills of South Dakota. The months pass quickly and in January, Cheyenne has a beautiful baby girl. She gives her the name of Kairi Red Star. Yazi gives her a soft pair of deerhide moccasins and a small medicine pouch. Seeing the pouch, Cheyenn realizes that she must return to her reservation. So with a heavy heart and a new baby, She returns only to find out that Roanhorse has gotten married and Medicine Cloud has gotten gravely injured in a buffalo hunt...
((I'm going to add more to that one. I'm just too lazy tonight.
)) (if you like any of them, you can continue them, ))
((and Del, I love your story. I think its cute.))
okay this is another idea i had. Alina ((and Kylene)) are my friend's character. The red is a dream Ooggie is having and the blue is a night mare. This was supposed to go down in my other post but oh well
ALINA’S TEST CHAPTER
“Momma”
“Yes, baby”
“ I love you”
“ I love you, too. When you wake up, I’ll still be here.”
Alina snuggled deeper down into what she thought was her mom’s downy fur but when she opened her eyes she saw it was instead her friend’s Dixie’s black and white fur. Dixie was still asleep. “ Alina? Is that you?” A voice brought back to reality. It sounded familiar. She looked over Dixie ( for she slept with Dixie curled around her) to see a exotic marked tom coming down the alleyway. He looked different. Alina jumped over Dixie and stood in front of her. “Who are you?” She asked. Her deep southern accent coming out in a rush. “ Ooggie, You know me. I’m Pyro. You know, Aztec, Harmony, Selene, Aradia, and Shenzi’s brother “ Alina couldn’t believe it. “ Is it really you?” Pyro looked at her. Her long waist length hair was gone and in its place was shoulder blade length hair. She still had that skull tattoo on her leg. Pyro smiled. “ It’s me.” Alina ran towards him and threw her arms around him. Pyro lost his balance and fell backwards on the concrete with Alina landing on top of him. He put his arms around her and purred. “ I’ve missed you so much,Ooggie!” Lena couldn’t help laughing. She laid her head on his red and black striped chest. They stayed in that embrace for a few minutes. Lena didn’t dare tell him how much she loved him cause it was quite obvious. She had always loved the son of Macavity and Griddlebone. Pyro felt her tail wrap around his tail. He knew that she was the one for him. His brother was already mated to a assassin. His sisters were still single as they were too young to have mates. Alina started to purr quietly.
Pyro lay on his and Alina’s bed. Her head was on his chest and she was sound asleep like he was about to be. He could still feel her heart slowing down. He let out a sigh. He was tired beyond compare. She was purring again. What they had shared had been spectacular. Their tails were intertwined with each other. He kept wondering how his best wound up being his mate, his lover, everything he had ever wanted in a queen. He ran his fingers though her reddish brown hair. It felt like silk to him. With her next to him, Pyro fell sound asleep cause he that when he woke up she would still be right there, next to him.
Alina ran through the meadow with Pyro and Aztec chasing her. Pyro and her were throwing little fire balls at each other while poor Aztec was trying to tackle her. They were all laughing at each other and having a grand time. When all of a sudden, a jet black tom covered in blood and scars came and killed the brothers in front of her eyes. “ Your next” The tom said as he threw Aztec’s limp body on the ground. Alina wasn’t afraid to fight her dad. She stood her ground. Fire came out of hands. “ That won’t do any good, my dear daughter.” He said as he raised his hand. She felt herself being lifted off the ground and being thrown backwards. She hit her head on something and she blacked out.
“NOO!!!!!” Alina woke up screaming which scared the living crap out of Pyro who had been sleeping soundly beside her. “ What’s wrong, Love?” He asked sleepily. He became more alert as saw her shaking and covered in a sweat. “ I have to go check on Aztec.” She said getting off the bed. Pyro yawned. “ Babe, he’s still asleep.’ He looked at the clock on the wall. “ See, its 3: 15 A.M. He’s out like a light. Trust me. “He said reaching for arm. He pulled her close. Alina fell back on to the bed. She was tired, really tired. “ If it makes you feel any better, later we can check on him. Right now wouldn’t be a good time to interrupt him and Bay.” She got the hint quick and sure enough the next morning she knew why. She found out that Bay was pregnant by Aztec. How did that assassin even manage to love anyone confused Pyro. He knew his brother loved her but he didn't know how he loved her.
