Me: Hi! I'm gonna start another fanfic, hopefully I can keep up with both. Reala, do the disclaimer.
Reala: Do I have to do the disclaimer? You said Jackle would do it this time!
Me: *sigh* Jackle, do the disclaimer.
Jackle: Can't NiGHTS do the disclaimer? I'm too tired.
Me: Why are characters always so lazy about doing disclaimers?
Jackle: I'm not doing it!
Me: Fine. NiGHTS, do the disclaimer.
NiGHTS: But-
Me: NO BUTS! Just do it already!
NiGHTS: Fine. SkyraTwilight812 does not own me, Reala, Jackle, Wizeman, or any other characters from the game. There, I did it! Can I go now?
Alyssa found herself in a blank, white world, with nothing to be seen for miles around. "I must be dreaming" she thought. "Wait" she added, "If I'm dreaming and I know I am, then that means…" She decided to test her theory before trying anything that might end up being dangerous. She imagined herself, just standing where she was. Then, she imagined herself turning into something different. Her skin turned a bright sky blue, with slightly darker stripes all over. Her pajamas turned into a leotard, the same color as her stripes. Large wings the color of the dawn sprouted from her shoulders. A long, graceful tail curled down, the end tipped with a large fan of feathers. As the final part of the transformation, a tattoo in the shape of a single feather blazed black on her arm. When she opened her eyes, she looked down at herself and saw that she had actually become the creature she had imagined. She spread her wings and began flying through the empty white space. "Flying is fun" she thought, "But there should be more than just white all over here. I need an actual place to be" She began to imagine herself flying through the whiteness. Then, she imagined the white floor turning into lush fields dotted with patches of heather, with a small forest sitting nearby. The once empty sky turned a beautiful magenta and filled with clouds. As she opened her eyes, she watched the land form as she flew, and she went so high, it seemed she could almost touch the silver sun that was blazing high above the magenta sky. "I feel like some music would be fitting" she thought. She started to play a nice, peppy tune in her head, and soon she didn't need to even think about it, it was just there, filling the air and rushing through the tall grass below. The tune she had chosen made her want to do all kinds of midair tricks, and she wasn't complaining. She started flipping and twisting and making complicated loops and figure eights high above the earth. She had been doing this for a time, when she spotted a small figure flying far below her. Deciding to check it out, she lowered herself into a steep, spiraling dive.
