Good Luck Charm Chronicles
The Beginning
The war begins…
Ramie Hale
The Beginning
Chapter 1
Ash Cub watched as her teacher, Gray Rock, showed her how to do the hunting crouch. She wondered why her mentor was teaching her hunting instead of how to fight. Although, she thought, they don't know that me and my friends now about the Yorkies. We did accidentally hear about them. And we decided not to tell anyone else. So, they just assume they think we're as unknowledgeable about the Yorkies as anyone else. Well, at least as unknowledgeable as the other students and young fighters. It was true, as her and her friends had accidentally discovered a meeting on how to fight the Yorkies. It was then discovered that the five of them that were feared because they were all magic users, and that they had a lot of magic.
She remembered that night clearly. Five babies wandered from the nursery. They bumped into a twisted tree stump. They heard voices coming from within, as there was a meeting that night. They listened to some talk about something called Yorkies, and how to fight them. They weren't that interested until they heard their names- Rock, Ash, Small, Dream, and Flash- called after the mention of magic users. They were old enough to know what magic users were. It was also said they were extremely powerful. The babies ran away without a sound. They decided not to tell anyone about what they heard that night. She was still frightened about that night.
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The next morning, when she woke up her friends cornered her.
"Why did you tell about the meeting, Ash Cub?" Their leader asked, almost snarling.
"Why are you snarling, Rock Cub?" Ash Cub replied.
"Fair point. But answer my question." Rock Cub said normally.
"Well, I didn't even know someone had told. Why?" the grayish cub said.
"Someone did. Now they all know that we know about the Yorkies and us being magic users. We're in very big trouble. They wouldn't tell us who told them." Small Cub said almost sadly.
"Well, maybe a fighter or student heard us talking about it once. They could have told the king or queen, or maybe an older fighter." Ash Cub said, thinking.
"True. A student could have asked their teacher what a Yorkie was." Rock Cub admitted grudgingly.