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Reads, crouching in
Reads, crouching in the hollow of her bushes, skimming quickly through the newest Cricket. She quickly flipped to the Crowd-Sorcery section, looking for a new safe house. She ran her finger along the map, finally resting on a home in Vancouver. Not too far from her. She was in Seattle and as far as she knew, the werewolfs were making there way up the coast.
Suddenly, a car whizzed by her bush, making Reads stumble over. Reacting quickly, Reads shot up some grass, cushioning her fall. As she landed with a plop, Reads looked up to the starry night sky. Would she ever be safe? Were there more Nox like her, hiding from the werewolfs? And if there were, would they survive?
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Hi guys! this is my first story on chatterbox! This is going to be a CB if thats ok. If you want to be in the story, I just need to know a power that you have. This is a post werewolf apocalypse story, where these people with magical powers (Nox) are being hunted and killed. I will try to include anyone who wants to join! I'm super sorry though if I can't!
I will do my best! I dunno how often I will be able to type, so there may be times where I don't. Hope that's ok! But I am super excited to try this out!
submitted by The Reader n' Writer, Somewhere
(September 7, 2015 - 12:41 pm)
(September 7, 2015 - 12:41 pm)
Hi everyone! Sorry I have not written 4 awhile. Just super busy, any way...
Shadow Dragon and Joan B. of Arc: Just learned that! Super sorry!! Thanks for letting me know. Thanks for being ok with being a boy, I'm glad u r open to that! And I'm glad u like the story Joan! Thx!
Somebody: thx! I appreciate the compliment!
Rider: I will keep that nickname 4 sure! Hope u enjoy ur part in the story! I have got some plans for the Rahjons!
(September 19, 2015 - 3:55 pm)
Everyone stumbled back, but the women smiled and sat up. Her eyes seemed to swirl, filled with the entire universe. She gently stroked the girl's hair. "Wake child," she seemed to sing. "We have company." The girl's eyes opened, hers filled with black, but burning like coals; with warmth. She lifted her head up, and streched, her back arcing.
"May I present," said Mrs.Cole, stepping forwards, "Marianne Carus, the last living Fai, and TARDISrider, the last living decendant of the Great Rahjon."
Both St. Owl and Read's eyes widened, and they fell to the floor in a deep bow. Shadow dragon and Shadowdancer followed there lead, bending on their knees.
(September 19, 2015 - 4:06 pm)
Marianne Carus... did anyone get the joke? (not a joke but ya know...)
Marianne smiled down at them. Reads could feel her eyes on her back. "No need to bow," she called softly. Slowly, they all stood. Instantly, the girl, TARDISrider, slid down from the throne and sashayed over, flipping her hair. "Call me Rider," she said, holding out her hand to them. Everyone shook hands.
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OK, I sorta have writter's block? I know what needs 2 happen, just can't get a good transition! :( give me time to think...
(September 19, 2015 - 4:19 pm)
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(September 22, 2015 - 4:44 pm)
This is looking so good! Please don't stop writing, Reads!
(September 24, 2015 - 4:56 pm)
Reads shook hands with the girl. "Hey Rider," she said breathlessly. She was amazed with this girl! A decentent of the Great Rahjon? An honor! St.Owl seemed to know it too. Just Shadow dragon and Shadowdancer looked slightly confused. They had heard the name when they took the oath but knew nothing about it.
"Well!" sang Marianne in her singsong voice. "We need to arrange what group you shall go with!" Everyone looked puzzled. Rider explained. "All us Regal Nox," she gestured. "When we go out on teh mission, we'll be in groups." "What?" said Shadow dragon, stepping foward. "No one said anything about a mission." "Well, you see," started Rider. "We've always know that the Great Rahjon was supposed to rise once more, right?" Shadow dragon nodded. Rider continued. "Recently, the werewolfs have been more persistant in their hunt, and several have been persuing in what we think a search." "In what?" interupted Reads. "The ingredients to bring back the Great Rahjon," said Rider, lifting herself up. "And we'ere going to stop it." "Hang on,' drawled Shadow dragon, raising an eyebrow. "I know you people got your Great lord thing, and you got this mission, but Shadow dancer and I never singed up for anything. And you can't force us!"
The room filled with silence as his voice echoed around. Finally, Shadow dragon straightened up and took Shadowdancer's hand. "Come on," he said pulling her towards the exit. "Let's get out of this madhouse." Rider turned red at this. Shadowdancer looked at the group and shook her head. Shadow dragon frowned. "What? You can't seriously be thinking of staying!" He gave a nervous laugh. Shadowdancer looked at the floor. Shadow dragon dropped her hands and grabbed ehr shoulders. "Don't you see how dangerous this is?!" he exclaimed, shaking her. "we can't stay! We'll get hurt! You'll get hurt!" He dropped his arms hopelessly. "Please?" he begged. "For your sake?" Shadowdancer looked at everyone, her eyes full of fear. St.Owl bit her nail.
Shadowdancer looked back at Shadow dragon and again shook her head.
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Shadow dragon dropped his hands. "B-b-but...its not safe!" Shadowdancer shook her head again. "No," she whispered, looking down at her feet. Everyone was silent. Shadow dragon's face was full of shock. Finally, he shook him self, and straightened up with a sigh. Stuffing his hands in his pocket, he grumbled reluctently, "Fine."
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