This is my 1st fanfic, yay me!

***This story contains Ancient Ones a group of OCs that can wield the Magic from the Inheritance Cycle. I take no credit for Christopher Palolinies created language. But anyway- Ancient Ones are people who are able to shapeshift into a wolf and wield the Ancient Language.

Disclaimer: I only own Dusky and the ancient ones!

Main OC: Dusky
Hair: Red
Eyes: bright blue
Height: 5'6
Clothes: look up a picture of an FFA female members' dress, then picture her in about 1-1 & 1/2 inch heels.

Prologue

A man with black and gray hair looked up into the sky. His cornflower blue (yes I know very spastic) chest armor shine as did his chain mail.
His red eyes reflecting the moonlight. There was a shooting star and the man jumped back as if he had been slapped. He transformed into a black wolf, he growled,"Great darkness is upon us. The children from the prophecy are coming."

Chapter 1

Dusky POV
I blinked, then did it again. Yep no way was I hallucinating. I was standing in the middle of a forest! Trees as tall as a building with 40 floors! Wild flowers and herbs blooming everywhere! The scents and sound more distinct than that of the 'Outdoor Classroom' back home- which was the closest forest-like area back home. I looked down; well I defiantly wasn't in sensible clothes at all.
A white collared shirt buttoned up to the top, with a camisole under it, a black skirt that started just at my stomach and ended right at my knees, black pantyhose, an FFA jacket over my shirt and a clip-on scarf- yes, the boys in FFA are good enough for REAL ties but us females are not good enough for real scarves and are given clip-on scarves- then I had on black leather heels, the heels being about an inch to about an inch and a half. I felt my head, there was a minor cut to my temple and it wasn't bleeding anymore- meaning I'd been out for a while now. I closed my eyes and searched my memory for what happened leading up to this point.
I was standing in my school's cafeteria, laughing with my friends Alix and Anna, Alix and I had just completed the Opening Ceremonies with a few of our classmates while Anna was about to go recite the creed- I sat down on a little stool-like seat that was attached to the table, "My feet are killing me!" I yelped.
Alix laughed, "Mine too! My shoes are WAY too big for me!"
Anna sighed," Mr. Holloway," our FFA teacher," Is basically killing us with the 'No getting out of Official Dress' rule."
That meant- No unzipping Jackets, no taking off scarves or ties- And NO, you couldn't for any reason, and girls- can take off your shoes! Suddenly Anna's name was called, "Good Luck!" Alix and I cheered for her!
Suddenly, I heard a big bang, Alix and I turned towards something, and then my world went black.
I gasped and opened my eyes," W-was it a bomb?" I asked myself out loud, "Or did someone shoot me?" I shivered; the sun was going down, probably around seven. I could see what appeared to be lights and a large building on the horizon. I sighed and undid my hair, then checked my pockets- my phone was missing, so was my tube of lip-gloss I had kept with me.
I gulped and untucked my shirt, realizing I must have looked stupid. Then I started off towards the building. I can't remember how far I walked, but it must have been about a half mile. I couldn't take the shoes anymore and pulled them off, and then I started humming songs to keep my spirits up. I could feel a few thorns had ripped my hose in some places, I was starting to get tired, and my eyes were getting heavy. When I was walking along some soft ground, the world slipped out beneath me.
I gave a short scream when I fell down into the hole. The wind was knocked out of me; I felt the damp ground underneath me. The moon had just started to rise- full and bright. I quickly glanced around, looking for danger, and found none. I sighed in relief, and then shivered, the ground was damp. I looked up, and gave a groan. I couldn't climb out, it was impossible, the hole must have been about two meters deep, and I had NO upper body strength at all. But if course I had to try!
I growled in annoyance and jumped up with all I had, I gave a yell when I grasped the grass, the yelped when I collapsed back onto the damp ground! I sighed and rubbed my bruised backside. I debated about whether or not to call for help, but it was around midnight, and I doubted anyone would hear me and if anyone did- they wouldn't be too good. So I kept quiet.
I sighed, all the jumping had exhausted me, and I was getting hungry. I believe the last time I ate was around lunch, because the meeting was right after school and I had to get there so fast. I didn't eat anything; then again I hadn't been planning to be stuck out of the middle of nowhere and not eating at home.
I curled up near a wall on the damp ground, my eyes closing. I held my shoes up to my chest, so I didn't somehow lose them.
That morning I woke up to the birds singing, I looked up, I guessed from the position of the sun it was around nine. My stomach growled, reminding me again of how hungry I was. I swallowed, my throat was dry too.
Dang It!
"Hello?" I yelled," Is anyone there?" I listened hard, no sound at all, I sighed and laid back down onto the ground, I felt my eyes fill with tears. I held it in as long as I could, before I cried, and cried and cried, I'm lost, I don't know how I got here and I'm probably gonna die.
I finally stopped, I was making that wired hiccup-like noise, I started humming the old lullaby my mom had started to sing to me from some movie I had liked when I was younger. I smiled remembering my mother's scent, her smile, the way she could always calm me down.
That's when the sky turned darker, I looked up and saw that the dark clouds starting to roll in, I yelped and started digging in the side of the hole. I was still digging when the rain started to come down, not too hard, but it was a steady drizzle.
I yelped when a sharp rock cut into my left palm. I held my hand close to my chest and continued to dig. By the time the small indention I had made was big enough, it was pouring! I was glad it seemed to be late fall wherever I was, so the ground below me did soak up the water, and was hard so it didn't turn muddy. I unzipped my skirt and pulled it down a bit, which was hard considering that everything I had on was soaked, and ripped a bit of the extra part of my hose off the top, and started to wrap my hand after I had cleaned the dirt off with the falling rain.
That's when a bolt of lightning landed at the top of the hole-near the spot where I fell in- I screamed and leapt back, banging my back into the dirt of my small den. The wind howled and something thumped into the hole, the lightning flashed again and I saw that it was an apple. I felt hunger gnaw at my stomach, and then carefully laid my jacket onto the ground before I picked it up.
I hate apples, hate em. But I bet you all know that if I wanted to survive. I pinched my nose shut and started eating. Then I feel asleep. I would wake up after a few hours only to find it still raining. I believe that the storm lasted a whole day.
But soon the wind stopped howling, the rain became a drizzle, then a sprinkle then nothing. With each phase of rain the sky continued to get brighter.
By the end of the storm, about fifteen apples (not counting the few I had already eaten) had fallen into the hole- again it must have been late fall- and was sucking the water out of my jacket. There was also a small little spout of water on one end so I could keep collecting the water.
I smiled and looked up checking the time, around nine in the morning; the storm really had lasted for a whole day. I ate another apple and then put the others near my jacket.
I sighed and put two long scratches into the soft soil in the side of the hole, Signaling my days in this hole. Then I curled up into a shivering mass.

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