*reading a textbook out of boredom*

"God flowers, who knew?"

Bravo, Claaws!

its good, but, isn't the official Power Origin Story supposed to be, Ya know, mine? This is still a wonderful story, and very well written. I have nothing against it. But my story has a few changes to this one, and it was the one voted. I'm not trying to be rude or bossy or anything, and please tell me if I am. I will post my Power Origin Story as well, so we can see the difference. I'm not sure if this thread was just for your own power story, or if it was supposed to be what really happened to bring the powers about. But if it is supposed to be the official origin, it needs just a few slight alterations. I will post my version after this. 

Oh, I just read your post on the Power RP, and I understand now. Sorry for the confusion. I won't post my Power Origin Story on here then. Sorry again. 

amazing Claaws! Keep going!

Wow. That is really good. Wish I had time to write stories...

It's beautiful! I'm going to copy-edit it, if that's okay. At least, I think this is what copy-editing is. I don't know. I stuck in a few comments, in bold italics.

Billions of years ago, our land was a molten red ocean,
filled with lava from constantly erupting volcanoes. No life could ever thrive in a place like this. 

But from the burst of one dying volcano, there emerged a flower. It
bloomed up, up towards the stars, the sun, the moon. Up towards the ends of the
universe too vast for us lower lifeforms to understand. Up towards the pure, bright starlight. 

Its petals were scarlet flecked with gold, its stem a brilliant
red. It looked as if live magma was trapped inside, constantly swirling
and churning. Its golden leaves stretched out towards the night,
longing to live out of the ground, to be free, to dance among the stars. I love this last sentence. Keep that.

This flower was the key to all life forms. Born from the ashes of
the volcano, it harnessed the magic of the land and lava. Its
photosynthesis created oxygen, and not long after, a strong atmosphere. It sucked the fire and magma that consumed the earth through its
roots, and spread its magic throughout the land to make life. Green
plants, lesser flowers and ferns that had similar properties of herself.
Yes, a her. We will call this flower a her.

From her roots sprang a stream, from her pollen spread light. And soon this boiling death planet became paradise.

But nothing lives forever. This flower was dying, and if she died,
the land would turn back to what it used to be. Bursting volcanos,
streams of magma, fire the only life that could survive. Lovely vision of the apocalypse there.

The flower realized this, and in her last breath, she harnessed
her magic into her six beautiful petals, and created the first life to
walk her land.

The first petal fell and twisted to form a beast with feathers
and fur, and eyes of pale blue. The tiny creature had a beak, curved and
sharp, talons on two spindly front legs, and sheathed claws on sturdy back ones. It had
white wings with black tips folded in at his sides, and a small tail
with a tuft at the end. This creature would later be known as Gryphon. He
inherited the ability to keep the air clean and the wind roaring free. I usually think of the word roaring more in terms of the sea, but this works, too.

The second petal twisted free and coiled to form a creature with a
long serpentine tail, two tiny talons, a flat, rock-slab-like face with
two tiny teeth, and blazing yellow eyes. It had dusty brown sharp
scales and a black diamond pattern down its spine. This creature will
later be known as Clawed Basilisk, and he inherited the ability to change the land and form the rocks into large mountains. Basilisks are creatures that kill anything that they see; basically cockatrices but more serpentine. You may want to change the name.

The third petal gracefully fell from the flower and twirled
towards the earth. As it touched the ground, it formed into a magnificent
white foal with a silver mane and sparkling purple eyes. From her
forehead was a knob of silver, soon to grow into a long and glorious
horn. This creature would later be known as Unicorn. She inherited the
ability to create and evolve life, and would be the face of all peace and
happiness. Since the last petal is wilted, the flower may be dying as this happens, with each new being more destructive and closer to evil than the last. If that's the case, then do you think Unicorn should come first?

The fourth petal silently dropped from the flower, and gradually
formed itself into another creature. It formed slowly, carefully, and
touched the earth with its talons just as it was completed. This
patient creature had a sharp snout but broad face, long nostrils,
smooth, slick scales, and four tiny sharp teeth. It had brilliant green
eyes with tints of dark blue, and slender spikes down his spine. He had two tiny
talons with four skinny webbed claws and a short serpentine tail behind
him. This fearful creature will later be known as Sea Serpent, and he
inherited the ability to make water and forge oceans. However, he is gentle, and would be the most humble soul of these creatures, no matter how
fierce he is perceived to look. Fun fact: Fish actually have six fins that would be legs if they were land animals. Two pairs are small and closer to the tail than the main one.

The fifth petal tumbled from the flower and swiveled into a
beautiful creature with a magnificent white-speckled black, grey, and
tan pelt, shiny black eyes, and a long, fluffy tail. From her back
grew tiny, white feathered wings, soon to be large and reaching, and
from her soft paws sprung tiny black claws. This magnificent creature would
later be known as Angel Wolf. She inherited the ability to make all
senses and feelings, and would rotate the
earth between night and day. Like a goddess of cycles? That wouldn't be all, of course, but it might be fun.

The sixth and last petal was twisted and already wilting at the
tips. The flower knew that this petal was going to turn into all things
bad, everything that she didn’t want. But she was just a flower, so she
had no way of stopping her magic into transforming into a creature after
she let it go. So the petal plucked itself from the wilting flower and
twisted into a dark creature with glistening, earthy scales, large
silver claws, already large wings, a long lashing tail, and shiny white
eyes. This last creature would later be known as Dragon, and she would create destruction and death. But she's THE flower! The OP one that created the world! ...Maybe it's a product of her failing strength? Also, the later-be-known bit is an interesting theme, and while it's a good phrase, there are plenty of alternatives if you want to try changing it up. The same goes for the use of 'formed'.

The flower wilted, turning brown and dying from her roots up. She
knew her last child would eventually destroy her perfect world, so she
summoned what was left of her scattered magic into her pollen, including
her life source and spirit. As the pollen drifted from the flower, she
turned brown and dropped to the ground, sinking into the earth to be
cherished and remembered forever. Does this mean the newly formed beings never forget anything from their first existence? Because nothing much else seems to be around to remember.

As the pollen drifted away, it started connecting and growing, and
before long was transformed into a final small creature, a delicate thing
with glistening clear blue wings, long brown hair, soft brown eyes, and
slender limbs stretching down to the nimble finger. This is the guardian
of the creatures, with the spirit of the flower as her own. She is to
protect them and stop the wilted petal from ruining paradise
when the time comes. Beautiful ending.

Hope this helps. Post more soon, I would love to see where the story is going!

Thanks Vola?! And Icy, I think I got all of the spelling errors, but if you find any, let me know! Moonshadow, it's alright, I understand ;) and thanks for letting me use Lunee!

Also the next part should be out soon, I'm going to divide the next chapter in parts, its pretty long. 

Alright Vola?, I'm gonna comment to your comments! Here it is;

I love this last sentence. Keep that. - Thanks! I personally love it because I'm a dancer and I love that saying. 

Lovely vision of the apocalypse there. Mwa Mwa Mwa ;D

I usually think of the word roaring more in terms of the sea, but this works, too. Really? I think of it more as the wind, because the wind roars in your ears. 

Basilisks are creatures that kill anything that they see; basically cockatrices but more serpentine. You may want to change the name. Sometimes. But Basilisks are really just defined as the king serpents, so I thought that fit, and with this I'm not really catagorizing evil mythical creatures with the evil powers/sideaffecetd powers (im not really calling them that, I just haven't thought up a different name yet). 

Since the last petal is wilted, the flower may be dying as this happens, with each new being more destructive and closer to evil than the last. If that's the case, then do you think Unicorn should come first? Ya, I thought of that. But I just concluded that the sixth petal was more wilted then the others to begin with. So they're all the same except for the last one, which turned into a creature too late.  

Fun fact: Fish actually have six fins that would be legs if they were land animals. Two pairs are small and closer to the tail than the main one. I didn't know that, thats cool ;D

Like a goddess of cycles? That wouldn't be all, of course, but it might be fun. Actually, I was thinking about that. But she only turns the land they live on, by flying around the planet, ad it takes a whole day to chatch up with her. If you have any other ideas on this, I'd like to know! 

But she's THE flower! The OP one that created the world! ...Maybe it's a product of her failing strength? Also, the later-be-known bit is an interesting theme, and while it's a good phrase, there are plenty of alternatives if you want to try changing it up. The same goes for the use of 'formed'. Yes, they're ment to be the same for everyone. I thought it would connect them and make them seem more simular. And the sixth petal was twisted and wilting to begin with, when she realized she was dieing. She just didn't realize that that petal was wilted until too late. 

Does this mean the newly formed beings never forget anything from their first existence? Because nothing much else seems to be around to remember. No, they never forget that they were boren from a flower, THE flower, and they live in a cave built around where she used to grow, and Celesti constantly reminds them of her. 

Beautiful ending. Thank you. ;D 

Alrighty, here is the first part of Chapter 1. It's a little long, so I get it f you want to cut it some, Admins. I can always post the rest later. 

Chapter 1

I bounded out of the cave excitedly. Dust scattered into the air as I made a sharp turn into the forest to the left of our cave. I let my wings flap in the wind and I raised my chin to the fresh breeze that was slowly growing stronger as I gained speed. My tail flickered in the wind behind me, and I looked back at it with bubbling happiness. It looked like it had a mind of it’s own! I turned my head back just in time to dodge a tree in my path. I lept over a log to the left of it, and almost tripped over a rock. Without losing speed, I stumbled over my large talons before gaining my balance again and racing into the thicker part of the jungle.

Ferns, vines, and branches whizzed by as I lept through logs and over rocks. I opened my mouth to the wind and let my eyes close for a second.

It was only a second, but long enough not to see the large furn right in front of me, step in the place where it would wrap around my clumsy claws, and land with a breath-knocking thump, chest first, on the cool earth. “Beat ya.” A silky, teasing voice announced from the trees.

I opened my eyes to see the blurry figure of a white creature standing a little ways into the forest. I puffed out a sigh and raised my snout a little bit from the earth I was resting on, to clearly see the purple-eyed face staring down at me. “I couldn’t say that I didn’t try.” I mumbled angrily, but still with an excited bounce in it.  

“Why do we have to meet in the forest? My paw’s will get all covered in dirt!” The familiar whiny voice put a smile to my face. But this time, it was just teasingly whiny. She is just as excited as we are.

I pushed myself up with my front talon, the one not covered in the plant, and reached back with my snout to untangle my other front talon from the furn. Satisfied, I pushed myself up to a sitting position and looked up through the trees. “Come on, Angel Wolf! We can’t always meet in the mountains! We take turns, you know!”

She snorted and I couldn’t help laughing. Her piercing, but sparkling with excitement, black eyes appeared through the trees, and they didn’t look that amused.

“What a fall that one was!” Unicorn trotted forward, nudging me playfully with her soft muzzle, taking my attention off of Angel Wolf for the moment. “I don’t think Gryphon’s fallen like that yet!” She neighed jokingly.

But suddenly there was a crash and a yelp from the trees further down. We all looked over to see a large grey figure fall through the greenery above. It fell onto a branch, and after a moment of relief, started sliding off. It tried to grab onto the slick wood with it’s talons, and I intriguingly watched the wood splinter up around his talons from the deep gouges he left in the wood. His talons couldn’t catch on the wood, and they slid off with a yelp of alarm. The creature flailed its wings as it fell, reaching with its clumsy talons for a vine or branch to stop its fall with, but never seeming to get a good hold on the slick surfaces. After a heartbeat of falling, it gave up on catching onto something, and concluded to flipping itself. I watched as the intriguing creature squirmed in the air trying to flip itself, but failed to do so. But I did see a vine wrap around its furry back paw without it knowing. The vine tightened, and the creature bounced up with a shocked expression, talons scraping the air for the earth that was talons away from its beak a moment ago. Gravity pulled him back down with a sharp ‘ping’ of the vine straining under its weight.

We all stoically watched the creature slowly spin in the air for a few heartbeats, shocked into staying silent. The creature itself was also too shocked to say a retort to his clumsiness.

Suddenly realizing what had happened, I turned to Unicorn with a triumphant expression. “Correction,” I responded to Unicorn’s earlier statement, before turning to look at the grey-feathered creature and bounding over to him. “I was the first to fall like that.”

She laughed as I approached the resentful Gryphon, and I looked back to smile gleefully at her. As I did, my talons caught on a rock and I tripped forward. My wings flew forward as I tried to catch myself, and the sharp claw on the joint of one of my wings caught on the vine attached to Gryphon’s paw. I failed to catch myself though, and landed with a thump on my side. My tail flicked upwards, and my wings continued forwards to flop down at my sides. There was a yelp of warning from above, and I didn’t even have time to look up before Gryphon collapsed onto me. I yelped in shock, and heard a familiar teasing laughing from above.

I sighed, then groaned. But then a smile crossed my jaws as I scooped a talon-full of dirt, and twisted so I could throw the flaky earth into the air. I heard a yelp from above and an angry gasp, and knew I had hit my target. “My fur! My beautiful fur! How could you!?” Angel wolf announced with a dramatic ‘I can’t believe you did this’ tone, but at the same time a little sarcastically.

I laughed, then tried to move, and found that I was stuck in this talon-raised, twisted position. I sighed and flicked my tail at gryphon’s beak. He snorted in surprise. “Alright, get off.” I murmured to him, waving my tail and trying to raise my wings, but as Gryphon is way heavier then me, failing.

He rolled off my back without another word and I slowly staggered to my feet. “And they’re tied in clumsiness!” Unicorn announced with an amused neigh.

I fake charged her, stopping at the last moment to stare her in the eyes. We stood there for a moment, before I burst out laughing and collapsed to the ground. She looked down at me, laughing and waving her main in my face.

Suddenly I felt the dirt by my head start to rise up. Something sharp jabbed me in my lower neck just a few heartbeats later, and I yelped in shock, and tried to twist over and out of the moving dirt’s way. Unicorn neighed in surprise, and quickly backed up, allowing me to roll over and leap to my feet. Just as I did, something furry landed on my tail, and I roared in ultra surprise. Already being surprised from the earth moving, this caught me completely off guard, even though I should’ve been expecting it. I saw something umber-colored emerge from the earth where I just was, and Unicorn shy away and look at me anxiously, but I ignored it as the creature on my tail began to speak. “That’s what you get for throwing dirt at me!” Angel Wolf said in her displeased sarcastic way, as I turned my head to look at her quizzically.

Without warning, I thrusted myself off of my back talons and leapt straight at Angel Wolf. My talons landed in the center of her chest, knocking her over and onto her back. Her head thumped on the earth loudly, her wings flared to her sides, and she looked up at me, shocked.

I smiled, standing over her, talons still pressed to her chest. “Dragon!” A booming voice growled from behind me.

I turned my head, and saw Clawed Basilisk glowering at me with disappointment. That’s what Unicorn was so anxious about. I sighed, and stepped off of Angel wolf without hesitation, turning to look down at him as I did. “Basilisk, lay off. We were just playing.” Angel Wolf growled in my defence, rolling over and to her feet to walk up and stand by me.

Clawed Basilisk turned to glare at her. “Maybe Dragon was.” Clawed Basilisk growled, pulling himself from the ground. He turned back to face me, letting his body coil under him, making him seem taller than us. “But that’s no excuse. Attacking Unicorn and then Angel Wolf?” I paused.

“She didn’t attack us, Basilisk. We attacked her and she was only playing along.” Angle Wolf growled.

I felt Gryphon walk up on my other side, quiet with his embarrassment until now. “What did she ever do to you, Basilisk? Why don’t you yell at one of us every once and awhile?”

A soft, but authoritative voice interrupted our stand off, and we all turned to face the source in shock. “You never get yelled at because you never did anything wrong.”

We all gasped and turned to face Fae, no smaller than one of our eyes, fluttering in from the denser forest. No one had the guts to stand up to our mother, even if she was smaller and a less powerful version of herself.

She landed gracefully on a large flower, looking up at us-no, just me with disgust. “Dragon, leave. Go back to the cave. You don’t deserve to be here as they all learn they’re powers.”

My wings dropped and my ears drooped down as she said this. Suddenly I felt weak. Powerless. But then, a surge of anger rose through me. No, not just anger, fire and anger, seeking to know the truth. “What did I ever do wrong, then? I didn’t do anything different from Angel Wolf! Or Unicorn! Or Basilisk! Why me, Fae? What did I do wrong?”

Clawed Basilisk stayed silent as I said this. Unicorn pawed the earth nervously, lowering her head as to not watch. Gryphon and Angel Wolf stood side-to-side with me, defending everything I had to say. I nodded to both of them thankfully, before walking away from their defencive hold and up to the flower Fae was standing on, bending down to look her right in her glowing, ice-blue eyes. She lifted her chin to me, and flared her wings. “I said leave.”

We glared at eachother for a long moment. Her ice-blue eyes cutting into my clear, white eyes. They were demanding and authoritative, and drove me to look away and surrender after just a few heartbeats. “Fine.” I growled.

“Dragon-,” Angel Wolf started, raising her paw as to walk up to me, but I gave her a piercing look to be quiet. She cut herself off without another word.

I strode silently past the flower Fae was standing on, and walked a few steps back towards the denser forest. Then I hesitated, with one talon raised, and turned to look back, meeting Fae’s ice blue eyes that were staring after me without a hint of emotion. “Please tell me Fae, what did I do wrong?” I whispered eagerly with self-pity, without expecting for her to answer.

She stared at me for a long moment, as if debating whether to say anything. But to my surprise, she spoke. “You are of darkness. In your heart, stretching to your soul. You have no compassion for others. You’re destined to be evil, the evil among us. That’s why we cannot trust you. Even now, at this young age.”

I took a step back, shocked. Then I bared my teeth and growled, “I’m what you made me.” Before turning and bounding into the forest with the comforting darkness and shadows that allows me to disappear from Fae for a sunrise or two. That allows me to be alone, and think what I was just told over. To debate if I can change fate.

Working on the second part, if anyone wants to give sugestions it would be greatfully apprecaited. :D