The Powers Within
Starter A/N: Hey everyone, this is Alisi Thorndyke here with my first Word Girl fic for you all to, hopefully, enjoy. There will be a hint of slight Becky/Tobey and Tobey/Word Girl. I want to apologize now in advance if this story isn't what you folks are use to reading, so please no flames. This is my first fic after all, so I'm sort of still learning the ropes. If nothing else, then on with the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Word Girl because if I did, I'd give Tobey something else to invent other then robots. lol Word Girl belongs to Scholastic and Soup2Nuts corp. This story was made possible by the PBS viewers and fanfiction readers like you! Thank you!
Summary: An ancient power that lies within Word Girl, an enemy wishes to exploit and have for himself, possibly revealing who Word Girl truly is. Will the enemy successfully get his hands on the power that Word Girl holds? What exactly is the power that Word Girl possesses?
Chapter 1: The Dream
The sky is dark and cloudy as it is the look of severe weather. As the dark clouds continue filling the sky, a clap of thunder accompanied by lighting, rips across the sky and the sound of shoes splashing through a puddle filled street echoes through the area as a young brunette girl runs down the street. More shoes splashing through that same wet street can be heard as a voice yells out: Don't let her get away!
The young brunette continues running and now turns off into a nearby alley way. Having entered the alley, the girl leans up against the wall and begins catching her breath, hoping she has lost her pursuers. Continuing to catch her breath, the girl gets off the wall and begins heading out of the alley for when she looks ahead of her and spots one group of her pursuers heading towards her. Seeing that she can't escape from that way, she now turns behind her and is about to run out the way she entered for when she spots the second group of her pursuers coming towards her.
The girl begins backing up, knowing she is trapped with no way of escaping. The girl stops moving as she frantically looks between the two groups with fear consuming her by the second.
"There is no place left for you to run." The leader for both groups speaks from her right, only being inches away from her.
"That's right." A member from the second group to her left speaks in agreement. "You're between a rock and a hard place."
Both groups reach the girl and surround her, making sure she has no room to run.
"You're a quick one, but not quick enough." The leader speaks in a sly tone.
The girl is now grabbed and is turned to face the leader, whose face she can barely make out.
"What do you want from me?" The girl asks as tears begin streaming down her cheeks. "Why won't you leave me alone?"
"Oh something that would be of very good use to me." The leader speaks.
"I don't know what you're talking about." The girl chokes out while trying to muffle her cries. "Please leave me alone."
"You, missy, are in no position to object!" The leader firmly speaks. "You see, there is something you have that I have been instructed to retrieve by any means. Even if it means going to drastic measures to get it, I will!"
"I don't know what you're talking about, just leave me alone!" The girl speaks with sadness and anger in her voice as she turns back to the leader.
"Your words mean nothing little girl and just for that outburst of yours, I'm going to see to it that your body isn't found after I get what I want!" The leader speaks with anger erupting in his voice as he now grabs the girl by the collar of her shirt.
"No!" The girl shouts as she begins struggling to get away.
"Your screams are useless!" The leader speaks with a wide grin. "No one can hear you scream! Now, give me what I want!"
A beam of white light now emerges from the center of the girl. The light is continuing to grow brighter, which brings the girl's struggling to end and begins blinding her pursuers. The light is continuing to grow brighter as the entire area now becomes enveloped.
"What's going on?" The leader yells, taking notice the bright light and letting go of the girl's collar.
The light now erupts into blinding beams of light that makes sudden contact with the leader's eyes. Being blinded by the light, the leader covers his eyes.
"The light!" The leader screams. "It's too bright!"
Moans and groans can be heard from both groups as the men cover their eyes from the light. The men that were holding the girl now releases her. While the men are covering their eyes from the light, the girl shields her eyes as she begins searching for an exit. Continuing to search, the girl now spots an opening between the first group. Making sure her pursuers are distracted, the girl makes her way out of the crowd, out of the alley, and onto the street.
The light now dissipates as the darkness of the alley returns. Uncovering their eyes, the men notice the light is gone along with the girl. The leader releases a growl as he begins scanning the area for the girl. Not spotting her anywhere in sight, the leader slams his fist into a nearby wall.
"Find that girl!" The leader yells, now trying to regain his full vision. "Search every inch of this city! I want her found!"
The men nod as they all pile out of the alley way and begins their search for the young brunette girl.
Being on the street, the girl spots another alley up head and quickly runs into it. Being in the alley, the girl runs behind two garbage cans and sits down as she pulls her knees up to her chest. The sound of multiple shoes running down the wet street can be heard as the men pass the alley the girl is in. The girl begins silently crying as she grips her knees. As the girl continues crying, a buzzing noise sounds off in the distance along with a faint voice saying: Becky.
Dream Sequence End
The loud buzzing of an alarm clock is sounding as the dream is brought to an end.
"Becky, it's time to get up." The voice of Sally Botsford, speaks as the buzzing of the alarm is stopped. "You don't want to be late for school."
Hearing her mother's voice, the brunette girl opens her eyes as the sunlight shining into her room washes over them. Squinting her eyes, Becky now sits up and stretches. Turning to the night stand to her right, Becky looks at the clock and notices the time reads 7:30am. Becky now looks to the floor by her bed and notices that Bob is still asleep, despite the loud alarm.
"Good Morning Dear." Sally greets to her daughter.
"Good morning mom." Becky greets back as she lays back down.
"Did you sleep well?" Sally questions as she takes a seat on the bed next to Becky.
"Not really." Becky answers.
"Why? What's wrong honey?" Sally inquires with concern.
"I had a weird dream, that's all." Becky replies.
"What was the dream about hun?" Sally asks, seeing the disturbed emotion in her daughter's eyes.
"Well, the dream was kind of out of sorts, so I really can't remember much of it." Becky answers, sitting up in bed. "It's not that important anyway."
"Well Becky, we all have weird dreams." Sally says with comfort. "I've had one once, but I was able to shake it off easy and go on with my day."
"I'm sure I'll be able to do the same." Becky replies with a small smile.
"Of course you will." Sally says with assurance. "Breakfast is ready and waiting when you come down."
Smiling, Sally stands and leaves the room, leaving Becky to get herself ready for school. With Sally gone, Becky releases a sigh, a frustrating one.
"Something about that dream." Becky begins. "Something about it seemed so real. I don't know why, but it just does."
Continuing to think about the dream, Becky now hears Bob yawning. Taking her attention away from her thoughts, Becky looks down to see Bob stretching.
"Good morning Bob." Becky greets to her monkey sidekick and friend.
Bob responds in his usual way, a chirp.
"It seems you slept better than I did." Becky states. "Well if it had to be one of us, I'm glad it was you."
Chirping, Bob gives his answer. He chirps once more, this time in the form of a question.
"What day is it? It's Wednesday." Becky replies. "Well, time to get this day started."
Throwing the covers back, Becky climbs out bed. Stretching once, Becky makes her way over to her closet to pick out an outfit to wear to school, which is pretty much her usual signature outfit. Having picked out her outfit, Becky proceeds out of her room and to the bathroom.
"I hope TJ didn't use up all of the hot water." Becky mumbles to herself as she continues to the bathroom.
20 minutes later
Now being showered and changed, Becky grabs her back pack from her desk chair and leaves the room, beginning down the stairs. Reaching the bottom, Becky enters the kitchen and takes a seat at the table next to TJ.
"Well good morning Becky." Tim Botsford greets in his usual happy tone.
"Morning dad." Becky greets.
"I thought you'd never come out of your room." Sally says to Becky, now noticing her daughter at the table. "You seem a bit happier now then you did when I woke you up."
"Well, I was able to shake my dream off." Becky replies as she begins gathering her breakfast onto her plate from the platters scattered about on the table. "Just like you said I would."
"Did you have a bad dream Becky?" Tim questions.
"Well sort of, but not really." Becky answers as she pours herself a half of glass of orange juice. "I'd describe it more as a weird dream if anything."
"You know, I've had a weird dream once or twice." Tim begins. "Some made sense while the others were just plain out there. I had one of these weird dreams not too long ago as a matter of fact."
Becky lightly rolls her eyes, knowing that her father is about to tell a never ending story. It will go on and on with no ending in sight anywhere.
"Here we go." TJ mumbles to himself.
"So after waking up from the dream, I decided to watch tv." Tim continues as Becky and TJ sigh. "I thought to myself, maybe TV would help me forget about my dream. So After watching a few of my favorite shows on tv, I was able to go back to sleep with no problems."
"Did you ever have the dreams again hun?" Sally asks.
"No, as a matter of fact I haven't." Tim continues. "I've had nothing but pleasant dreams after that."
"You know, my dream really wasn't that bad." Becky speaks up, hoping to end her father's discussion about the issue so another one doesn't begin. "It might have been a Repercussion of the ice cream I had before bed last night."
"Repre- what?" TJ asks in confusion.
"A repercussion, TJ, is a widespread, indirect, or unforeseen effect of an act, action, or event." Becky explains. "For example, if I would have known that me saying I had weird dream would have started a huge discussion about it, I wouldn't have said anything about it. Dad bringing up his past experiences with dreams is a repercussion of my just bringing mine."
"Could you start using plain English Becky? Geez!" TJ says with slight frustration. "You're not Word Girl you know!"
"Of course you would say that." Becky mumbles to herself as she takes a bite of her pancakes.
"Why do you read a few of your book before bed tonight Becky?" Tim suggests. "You know, to give you something good to dream about."
"I'll keep that in mind dad." Becky speaks in a low tone, seeing that he father isn't letting the issue go.
Just then, the door bell rings. Hearing the door bell, Becky jumps up from the table and runs to the door. Reaching it, she opens it to see Violet.
"Hey Becky." Violent greets to her best friend. "Are you ready to go?"
"Yeah, I am." Becky replies. "Just let me grab my back pack and I'll be right out."
Making her way back to the table, Becky grabs her back pack and the two strips of bacon on her plate.
"Well, I'm off to school." Becky announces. "See you later."
"Bye Becky." Tim and Sally say in unison. "Have a good day at school."
Quickly shoving the bacon into her mouth, Becky now exits the house as she closes the door behind her.
"You arrived right on time." Becky says to Violet.
"Why do you say that?" Violet asks with slight confusion.
"Oh no reason." Becky replies. "Let's just get to school before we're late."
"Alright." Violent agrees, still not sure what Becky meant by her first statement.
With that, both girls now begin their journey to school, all while the dream Becky had continues playing back in her mind.
"Why did that dream seem so real?" Becky mentally says to herself. "Oh well, it was probably just that, a dream."
Narrator: Was Becky's dream really just a repercussion of the ice cream she had or was it trying to tell her something that could possibly be in store for her? Keep reading to find out in the next chapter of Word Girl!
A/N: Alright everyone, as stated before, this is my first WG story so please be kind as I am new to this. If anything is confusing or is out of place such as the characters, please let me know and I'll be happy to fix the error. Chapter 2 will be out the moment I get. If nothing else, please let me know how you liked this.
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