So, I've completely changed Cora's story. The truth is that there have been about seven different versions of her, so I decided to get rid of her entirely and replace her with Hazel. Her profile is on my profile page. Sorry to all you fans of Cora, but the whole thing got a little frustrating for me. You see, it all started when Cora Richards was an OC I called Mockingbird, but I soon found out that Mockingbird was already a superhero. Then, I made Cora Richards into Magpie, a girl who worked for Slade, but then I found out that Slade was technically dead and I gave up on that idea, simply making her into a character just like Terra after I saw episode three of season two of Teen Titans (I spent all my money on seasons 1-5 of Teen Titans. So far, I just finished season 4 and I am going to watch episodes 1-3 of season five a little after now). After a while, I found out that it's very difficult for me to write an entire (at least) five chapters of Cora just plain on the run for her powers. I decided it would be too bland. So, I created a different character entirely. Hazel Donnely. I hope you like her.
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The two girls glanced shyly at one another. Their mothers smiled and kneeled down next to their daughters, whispering to them to go on and greet wach other. "Hazel," one of the girls' mothers announced. "This is your cousin, Sophia." The girl named Hazel waved weakly, exchanging a nervous smile with Sophia.
"Hi, Shophia." Hazel said in a squeaky, toddler voice. Sophia waved back.
"Hi, Hazel." Hazel smiled a little less nervously and began walking forward. She pointed to the small wooden swing hanging from a nearby tree.
"Shophia, do you wanna go on da swing?" She asked. Sophia grinned.
"Yeah, Hazel. You can go first." Sophia began jogging towards the lonely swing, but stopped when she saw Hazel wasn't behind her. She waited patiently until her younger cousin caught up before walking down to the swing.
Hazel climbed onto the swing and giggled joyfully. "Swing me! Swing me!" she laughed.
"Hold on." Sophia warned, grabbing to ropes. Hazel clenched her small fists around the fraying ropes of the swing. Sophia pulled the ropes back and let go.
"Weeeee!" Hazel cried in delight as she swung forward. "Again! Again!" she demanded. Sophia pushed the back of the swing and Hazel giggled as it flew forward again. "Weeeeee!" she cried as the swing flew up and down. "Mommy! I'm flying!" She giggled joyously. Her mother waved and smiled.
"Yes, Hazel. You are flying." she called back.
"Shophia's turn! Shophia's turn!" Hazel announced, hopping off the small wooden swing. Sophia smiled and climbed up onto the wooden board. "I'll swing you!" Hazel cheered.
"It's okay, Hazel. I can swing by myself." Sophia chuckled.
"Let me try! Please?" Hazel pleaded.
"Okay," Sophia nodded. "you can try."
Hazel pushed the back of the swing with all her might, but she wasn't strong enough to make the swing go. "Aw." Hazel said in frustration, sitting down.
"It's okay, Hazel. I can swing by myself. See?" Sophia began kicking her legs and, to Hazel's amazement, the swing started to move.
"Wow..." Hazel gasped. "Teach me! Teach me!" Hazel jumped up and down, clapping her hands happily.
"Okay." Sophia grinned, sliding off the swing and helping Hazel on. "Now, kick your legs." Sophia began, but Hazel was already kicking her legs wildly. After a while, she stopped, panting.
"Aw man. It didn't work." she pouted. Sophia shook her head.
"That's because you did it wrong. You have to do it like this." Sophia explained, sitting down on a nearby log and showing Hazel precisely how to kick her legs.
"Oh." Hazel said thoughtfully. She frowned in concentration and began kicking her legs just as Sophia had been. Suddenly, she felt the swing begin to move beneath her. "Hey!" she cried happily, "I did it! Mommy!" she called to her mother, who was chatting with Sophia's mother. "I did it! I rided the swing and no-one had to push me!"
"Good job, Hazel." Her mother clapped. Hazel began kicking her feet again, and, just like before, the swing moved.
"Mommy! Mommy! I did it again! Did you see me?" But her mother was already chatting again with Sophia's. "Aw. She missed it, Shophia."
"Don't worry, Hazel. I saw it." Sophia smiled warmly. Hazel smiled back.
After a while, the girls ended up inside Sophia's house. The two of them had been playing dolls for a short time. Suddenly, Hazel held up a doll. "Shophia! Shophia! I have the exact same dolly at my home!" she said, waving the doll around in the air.
"Really?" Sophia asked, brushing another doll's hair.
"Really! Her name is Chrissie! And I take her everywhere!" Hazel blurted excitedly.
"You didn't bring her here." Sophia pointed out.
"Well, Mommy didn't let me. She said Chrissie would get lost." Hazel pouted.
"Oh. Maybe she would have got lost." Sophia shrugged, pulling her doll's hair in a ponytail.
"No. I always take extra good care of her. She's my favorite toy in the whole wide world!" Hazel stopped suddenly. "What's your favorite toy in the whole wide world?" Sophia looked up from her doll.
"I'll show you." Sophia said, getting up and walking over to her stuffed-animal covered bed. She reached underneath a stuffed dog and pulled out a mangled toy cheetah cub. "His name is Spots and he's my favorite toy ever." she explained, hugging the toy tight.
"He's so cute!" Hazel squeaked, reaching out to pet the stuffed animal. She giggled. "His tummy is so soft!"
"Hazel. You have to come over again. We can play dolls and stuffed animals and ride on the swing and have the best day ever!" Sophia gasped. "Maybe we can have a sleep-over!"
"That would be so much fun Shophia!" Hazel squealed, "We have to tell Mommy!"
As soon as night fell and the girls where yawning, their mothers came upstairs to pick Hazel up. "But Mommy," she complained, "I don't wanna go home. We have to stay here with Shophia."
"Don't worry." her mother whispered. "We'll come back to visit."
"Promise?" Hazel yawned.
"Promise." Her mother said.
"Bye-bye, Shophia." Hazel waved sleepily.
"Good-bye, Hazel." Sophia waved back.
Just in case you were wondering, this is when Hazel was three years old, so it was a dream. This is kind of a preview of the whole story. I'm planning on making a trilogy. I've already got all three storylines set up.
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