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A/N: Yes. I finnally have the second book of the trilogy up.
Only one problem: I can't think of a title for it!
That's where you, the readers come in.
Help me come up with a title for this story. All submissions must be in by June 1st. No obseene language or sexual stuff. That's all. The one I like the most, I'll use for the story, and the credit will go to you! Send all submissions via email or in your reviews.
Thank you for your help!
Disclaimer: There. I put it in. The only characters, races, and places that I own are the ones I make up. Thank you and have a nice day.
PROLOUGE
Laura woke up as the torches in her prison lit up. She looked around to see if her night mare was over.
And slumped when she found it hadn't.
She pressed her wings against the shackles to streach out stiff musles.
'Wait! Wings?!' Laura looked up.
Sure enough, she saw angelic white wings.
'If I had known that I was in my guardian form, I would have made a call for help sooner.' Laura was the happiest she had been in what felt like a long time.
Laura took a couple of deep breaths before concentrating her magic to form a message.
She knew now that Nikkinon made the mistake of thinking she wasn't as skilled in the magic field than she really was. He only saw her use a few, weak spells, and only made the barriar against her using magic as weak as the weak attacks she used. She knew he didn't know she had far stronger spells.
She also knew that if she used her strongest spells to try and escape, and she couldn't and he found out about them, she wouldn't be able to use her magic. She couldn't take the risk.
At least, not yet.
Right now, only a simple telepatic spell would do.
As soon as she had enough magic needed, she sent the message to the one person who she know would give it to Link.
Laura ended the message, now registering what she had just said.
'It wouldn't matter if I tried to escape using all of my magic,' Laura thought. 'I wouldn't make it out of my captors hands. He would capture me again.'
Laura felt a sudden jolt go through her body.
And unconsciousness claimed the mind of the thirteen-year-old once again.
A/N: Small chapter. But at least the story is up. Stay tuned for chapter one: The message.
A/N: Yes. I finnally have the second book of the trilogy up.
Only one problem: I can't think of a title for it!
That's where you, the readers come in.
Help me come up with a title for this story. All submissions must be in by June 1st. No obseene language or sexual stuff. That's all. The one I like the most, I'll use for the story, and the credit will go to you! Send all submissions via email or in your reviews.
Thank you for your help!
Disclaimer: There. I put it in. The only characters, races, and places that I own are the ones I make up. Thank you and have a nice day.
PROLOUGE
Laura woke up as the torches in her prison lit up. She looked around to see if her night mare was over.
And slumped when she found it hadn't.
She pressed her wings against the shackles to streach out stiff musles.
'Wait! Wings?!' Laura looked up.
Sure enough, she saw angelic white wings.
'If I had known that I was in my guardian form, I would have made a call for help sooner.' Laura was the happiest she had been in what felt like a long time.
Laura took a couple of deep breaths before concentrating her magic to form a message.
She knew now that Nikkinon made the mistake of thinking she wasn't as skilled in the magic field than she really was. He only saw her use a few, weak spells, and only made the barriar against her using magic as weak as the weak attacks she used. She knew he didn't know she had far stronger spells.
She also knew that if she used her strongest spells to try and escape, and she couldn't and he found out about them, she wouldn't be able to use her magic. She couldn't take the risk.
At least, not yet.
Right now, only a simple telepatic spell would do.
As soon as she had enough magic needed, she sent the message to the one person who she know would give it to Link.
Laura ended the message, now registering what she had just said.
'It wouldn't matter if I tried to escape using all of my magic,' Laura thought. 'I wouldn't make it out of my captors hands. He would capture me again.'
Laura felt a sudden jolt go through her body.
And unconsciousness claimed the mind of the thirteen-year-old once again.
A/N: Small chapter. But at least the story is up. Stay tuned for chapter one: The message.