Because not many people got to read this:

He?!?! HE!?!?!?!?

Umm...Sorry, Ren, but I'm a girl.

~Icy

Uh-oh. Ren and Elliot. I try to swerve around them and Ren tackles me. "Stop right now! Miss, you're under arrest!" Elliot yells. "Erm, I'm too young to be under arrest. I'm 9 for goodness sake!" (okay, yes, I'm not nine, but I'm small for 11 and I always say I am 9 in tough situations.) I say with a sigh, and scramble away from Ren, who lets me go.

"Why in the world are you trying to stop the ball!?" "To save the Power of Fin." "I demand you tell me why." "I can't." "Then I'm going to have to put you under arrest." "You can't. I'm nine. Also, I have no parents to claim me, no ID, and no birth certificate. I was raised by animals." "Umn..." "I think I'm just going to go now.." I say as I edge towards the exit, slowly backing up.

I looked frantically for Windswift. I spotted her, but i wasn't able to get a good look at her because people were running all over and I had to doge another firework. I couldn't tell if she had her metal wings yet. The wind can't get us here even less because it is underwater. UNLESS the wind suddenly creates a water tornado which could likely destroy everything. I spotted Icy and flew onto her shoulder then screeched at the strangers. I recognised Elliiot who was supposed to help Windswift make metal wings to help her fly again. I puffed up and nipped Icy's hair playfully. 

Umm, Windswift? The Admins and Editors don't want us to activate the Power so early. Sorry! :P

I again summon bones,  long ones to protect me from the fireworks.  The dragon inside me begans to burst with anger when I see one of the half-dead animals floating around with a all too familiar face.  "Faron!"  I yell, the anger and the vengence is growning inside of me again.  The hatred of being confined in this form, the battle that took away my old life,  the loss of my family to BIG.  My sanity and my anger are battling out inside of me.  But, as aways, my sanity wins.  I grab my brother, let the power disappear, and swim out of the desert dome.

~Celia

The ball is,... Called off? How can this be? I mean, choosing a guardian is important. Everyone is supposed to witness. I can't believe it. Hurrying, I treat ones who have been hurt by fireworks. They gape at the sight of a mermaid. I pay no attention to the burns and scrapes on myself. When the last patient is treated and better. I finally exhale. Who would do such a thing?

Icy, being raised by animals, could've perfectly understood me, or maybe the screams were too loud. "Storm, you need to go. Now," she hisses. "Otherwise you'll just get mixed up in it." She clearly didn't hear me. I tried using the signals used by animals who are deaf. "I am staying." i signaled. "I am helping you." I puffed up more. I bet if humans like fluffy things like dogs and cats, they surely couldn't resist looking at my fluffy feather self at least for a moment. For a moment like that would all we need to escape, run, and get me into that camera case back to the surface. I saw the camera case hooked behind me, so I flew into the opening.