HI GIYS THIS IS MY FIRST FANFIC SO BE NICE. DON'T FORGET TO READ, REVIEW AND FAV. I SAW THE SORCERER'S APPRENTICE THREE TIME IN THE CINEMAS AND I BECAME OBSESSED WITH IT, SO I DECIDED TO WRITE MY OWN FANFIC, HOPE YOU LIKE IT.
(PLEASE TELL ME WHY WE HAVE TO WRITE A DISCLAIMER?) ANYWAY I DON'T OWN THE SORCERER'S APPRENTICE OR ANY OF THE ORIGINAL CHARACTERS, JUST MY OWN.
M.H POV
It had been one whole year since the great Morgana Le Fay had fallen and I was still on the lookout for the prime Morganian. Over the past year I had changed my out of date coat with foxtail fur around the collar for a new, stylish grey charcoal pinstriped coat and a matching hat. I looked around wondering where the hell I was, when I saw her, Darcy Anderson, the prime Morganian. But it couldn't be. Could it? She looked so innocent, like she wouldn't even hurt a fly until she exclaimed a little too loudly about the wind. She had dead straight copper hair down to her waist with a fringe just finishing above her eyelids, she was pale but with a slight tan to her completion, she was a tall 5'9 with legs that went to Timbuktu, but she was deathly skinny, like she hadn't eaten in weeks. But her strangest feature was her violet eyes with turquoise flecks in them; she was wearing denim shinny jeans, with a white button down shirt that had the first few button un-done, a worn gray cardigan, a black and white messenger bag slung over her right shoulder that had safety pins attaching one side of the strap and it looked like it was going to fall onto the floor from the strain from the weight , but to top off the whole outfit she had black and white high top converse that looked like they had seen better days. All in all she was beautiful. I swiftly crossed the road and caught up to her and lightly tapped her right shoulder.
D.A POV
It was a typical day in New York City. I was walking down the street, kicking rocks and other various objects that stood in my way with my half-dead black and white high-top converse. I was in a pissed off mood, trust me nobody wants to cross my path today.
'Ugh! The wind today is so annoying!' I exclaimed a little too loudly, pushing my fringe out of my eyes and walking straight ahead once again. I was about halfway to university when a slightly over-weight gentleman very rudely tapped me on my right shoulder with his pimp-cane.
'Yes can I help you? I asked him, turning around too quickly.
'Ah yes, the name is Horvath, Maxim Horvath, come with me Ms. Anderson we have much to learn,' he replied; dragging me around the corner.
'Excuse me who the hell do you think you are!' I screamed at him, once I got away from the death grip around my wrist, and quickly ran away as fast as I could away from the man. I rounded a corner and peeked around the wall, he wasn't there, I sighed a breath of relief.
'Okay, I think I'll just ditch uni today, Professor Carmel's presentation on the damage and causes of child abuse,' I thought to myself and headed home again much more alert. I didn't know what he wanted but by dragging me around into a back alley way it didn't sound like too much fun.
SO WHAT DO YOU THINK? WHAT SHOULD HAPPEN NEXT? READ AND REVIEW ;P
