Dustfinger meets Alyrica
Have you ever really wondered if you could change the story Inkheart around? Well I do, and that is why I thank Fanfiction for making this wish true. So, I changed the story around a bit, and well now, I hope you'll consider looking over it.
Alyrica was running. Running from home. Her wretched parent's hated her, and she couldn't stand it. The gloominess of the night frightened her, and It took many deep breaths to calm down. All the same, fear and trepidation bubbled inside of her. "SPHLAT!" Alyrica moaned in pain, mud dripping down her face. She had fallen into the mud, and was now soaked. Shivering, her numb body sent shots of pain, which made her vacillate in such a way, should might have toppled over. She saw a shadow calling out to her, which made her run, falling once more. "Wait a minute, there is two shadows!" She thought. She finally gave up. She saw three shadows now. Maybe they were going to murder her. Maybe they were going to rob her. She sighed defeated, crying, sobbing. A man with sandy-like blonde hair, and somewhat blue eyes, came to her. She flinched. "Way to go, Alyrica. Your dead now." "Are you alright?" He asked. "Oh, he's here to help me, How nice." Looking up at the man, he looked about twenty-five. But what startled her, was the faint three skars on his face. They were faint, but she could still see them. Walking to him, was another man with brown hair, brown eyes, and hair that was cut to his ears. Beside that man, was a girl. She looked about 17, with her dimples, blue eyes, and blonde hair. Maybe she was the man with the fainted skars, daughter. Maybe. The man with the sandy-blonde hair looked at the man with brown hair. "She's soaked in mud, You'd better get her home, and quick." Alyrica saw the older girl glare at her. "Hey! I'll get you back for that glare!" Alyrica thought angrily. She felt someone pick her up, and walk her somewhere. But she was asleep before she could see where. "Hey!" She cried when she woke up to someone spraying her with a hose. "Meggie! She'll freeze if you put it that cold!" Said the man with the brown hair."Interesting, that glaring girl's name is Meggie." "Where am I?" Alyrica asked. "Well, we found you when you fell in the mud, in the North Wood." Said the man with the brown hair. The man with the sandy-blonde hair smiled mysteriously. "You're very lucky we found you." "Yes, I know." I mumbled. "Silvertongue-I mean Mo, that girl is going to freeze if I don't dry her off." Alyrica's eyes widened. "Dustfinger! You'll burn her to toast, if you do that!" said Mo. Dustfinger raised an eye-brow. "Mo, you should know by now that I'm smarter than you think." Dustfinger snarled. "Ah yes, I suppose I should." Said Mo absently. Meggie intervened. "Mo!" Mo looked at Dustfinger. "Do it, but if you harm that child-"
Dustfinger sighed. I felt a whoosh of incredible heat, almost blinding Alyrica. "That guy named Mo, he was RIGHT! I'M GONNA BE BURNED TO DUST!" Alyrica cried out, but surprised to find herself completely dried off."WOW! YOU HAVE-HAVE F-F-FIRE P-POWERS!" She stuttered. She saw Meggie roll her eyes. "Yes, I'm glad you noticed." Said Dustfinger sarcastically, while laughing. Meggie smiled warmly at Dustfinger. "Speaking of fire, could you teach me about those match tricks from last night?" Still staring in pure awe Alyrica blurted: "Can you show me too?!" Mo sighed. "I don't know about all that, we have to contact this child's parent's." Alyrica went pale. Dustfinger noticed, and asked: "What's wrong?" Alyrica told them her story. Meggie shrugged to herself, oblivious to anyone else, whereas, (nobody-else noticed.) Mo,was shocked. Dustfinger, well he was rubbing his chin. "Heavens above, child. What are we going to do with you?" He said. A marten, alarmed Alyrica. "What's your name?" Mo asked. " I'm Alyrica." Alyrica said.
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