Alright, Me no own. There I said it. Story and Mara are mine. Laby and characters are not. Now, I know that there are
people waiting for the updates to What If... They will be out soon, promise! I am just trying to make the chapters longer!
Anyway, here we go, a new story! Probably been done before, but I thought it would be cool to write!
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Mara watched the round crystal dance accross her hands. She never knew how she could do this. When her emotions would
run high, a crystal would appear in her hands. Rolling it accross her hands was soothing and it left her mind free to think
of other things. Her mother had seen her do this once and burst into tears. When Mara asked her what was wrong, she
muttered something about her father and left the room.
Her father, Mara snorted at the thought. She had never seen the man in her life. Her mother had left him just before she
found out she was pregnant, and she refused to tell Mara anything about him. Her mother had described him once. White-gold
hair and changling eyes, a regal face of angles and planes. He was tall and thin, however he was beautiful, and that was
all that she could get out of her mother. The crystal dissapeared and Mara pushed her hair back behind her ears. A snarl
graced her lips, showing the elongated canines. Her mother said she looked like an equal mix of both of her parents. Her
father's moontouched blonde hair, lean body, and delicate mouth. Her mothers eyes stared out at the world, as well as some
of her better attributes, giving her a body that men lust over.
Glancing at the clock, she noted that it was 11:59. One more minute and it would be her 18th birthday, and she would
finally meet her father. She was less than pleased at that prospect. The man had made no attempt to find her or her mother
in 18 years. Why should he care about them now. The clock struck midnight and the house began to shake and shudder, thunder
and lighting rained from a clear sky. "Mother!" Mara shrieked as she bolted for her mothers room. Running through the
open door, she saw a tall man dressed in black standing over her mother's sleeping form. His pale blonde hair stuck out in
all directions and his gloved hand was reaching for her mother face. Fear coursed through Mara and a crystal was suddenly
in her hands. "Back away from my mother you freak!" The man looked up at the sound of her voice and smirked at her.
"And if I do not?" An elegant eyebrow was raised the question was more of a challenge.
"You will wish you had never come here." The man threw his head back and laughed. Mara never liked beoing laughed at. In
fact, the last person who laughed at her ended up in the hospital with a broken jaw. The crystal in her hand started to
weave back and forth across one hand, and then the other. Her eyes narrowed and she glared at the man, who continued to
laugh at her. The man had not noticed the menacing dance of the crystal, so she threw it at him. The laughter ceased as
he was thrown against the wall hand held there by some force that couldn't be seen. Looking at her and then studying his
situation for a moment, he strained against the invisible bonds for a moment before dropping lightly to the floor. An
unidentifiable look flited accross his face and was quickly gone. He moved towards her mother again and another crystal
appeared in her hands and started its menacing dance again. "I said back away from my mother!"
The man eyes narrowed and a look identical to her own graced his face. "And who are you to order me around? Do you know
who I am?"
Mara eyed the man up and down. "Someone who doesn't know the eighties are over and really needs to loose the tights and
the hooker boots. I will admit, the shirt looks good, but the makeup and hair are a little over the top." His eyes narrowed
and a crystal started to dance along his hands. As the two glared at eachother, The woman in the bed sat up.
"Jareth, Mara, stop it this instant! Mara have some respect for your father!" Both crystals stopped their dance and two
sets of eyes looked at her.
"What did you say Sarah?" Jareth had a perplexed look on his face and Mara looked about ready to fall over.
"You heard me Jareth. I told Mara to have some respect for her father." Mara stared at he mother in pure shock and fainted
away to the floor. Sarah looked at her daughter and sighed. "It is going to be a long day." Turning back to Jareth she
said, "Well, pick your daughter up of the floor." Jareth looked at her in shock and fainted away as well.
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Kay, tell me what you think. Press the little button on the bottom of the screen and let me know if I should continue
or leave it at that!
people waiting for the updates to What If... They will be out soon, promise! I am just trying to make the chapters longer!
Anyway, here we go, a new story! Probably been done before, but I thought it would be cool to write!
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Mara watched the round crystal dance accross her hands. She never knew how she could do this. When her emotions would
run high, a crystal would appear in her hands. Rolling it accross her hands was soothing and it left her mind free to think
of other things. Her mother had seen her do this once and burst into tears. When Mara asked her what was wrong, she
muttered something about her father and left the room.
Her father, Mara snorted at the thought. She had never seen the man in her life. Her mother had left him just before she
found out she was pregnant, and she refused to tell Mara anything about him. Her mother had described him once. White-gold
hair and changling eyes, a regal face of angles and planes. He was tall and thin, however he was beautiful, and that was
all that she could get out of her mother. The crystal dissapeared and Mara pushed her hair back behind her ears. A snarl
graced her lips, showing the elongated canines. Her mother said she looked like an equal mix of both of her parents. Her
father's moontouched blonde hair, lean body, and delicate mouth. Her mothers eyes stared out at the world, as well as some
of her better attributes, giving her a body that men lust over.
Glancing at the clock, she noted that it was 11:59. One more minute and it would be her 18th birthday, and she would
finally meet her father. She was less than pleased at that prospect. The man had made no attempt to find her or her mother
in 18 years. Why should he care about them now. The clock struck midnight and the house began to shake and shudder, thunder
and lighting rained from a clear sky. "Mother!" Mara shrieked as she bolted for her mothers room. Running through the
open door, she saw a tall man dressed in black standing over her mother's sleeping form. His pale blonde hair stuck out in
all directions and his gloved hand was reaching for her mother face. Fear coursed through Mara and a crystal was suddenly
in her hands. "Back away from my mother you freak!" The man looked up at the sound of her voice and smirked at her.
"And if I do not?" An elegant eyebrow was raised the question was more of a challenge.
"You will wish you had never come here." The man threw his head back and laughed. Mara never liked beoing laughed at. In
fact, the last person who laughed at her ended up in the hospital with a broken jaw. The crystal in her hand started to
weave back and forth across one hand, and then the other. Her eyes narrowed and she glared at the man, who continued to
laugh at her. The man had not noticed the menacing dance of the crystal, so she threw it at him. The laughter ceased as
he was thrown against the wall hand held there by some force that couldn't be seen. Looking at her and then studying his
situation for a moment, he strained against the invisible bonds for a moment before dropping lightly to the floor. An
unidentifiable look flited accross his face and was quickly gone. He moved towards her mother again and another crystal
appeared in her hands and started its menacing dance again. "I said back away from my mother!"
The man eyes narrowed and a look identical to her own graced his face. "And who are you to order me around? Do you know
who I am?"
Mara eyed the man up and down. "Someone who doesn't know the eighties are over and really needs to loose the tights and
the hooker boots. I will admit, the shirt looks good, but the makeup and hair are a little over the top." His eyes narrowed
and a crystal started to dance along his hands. As the two glared at eachother, The woman in the bed sat up.
"Jareth, Mara, stop it this instant! Mara have some respect for your father!" Both crystals stopped their dance and two
sets of eyes looked at her.
"What did you say Sarah?" Jareth had a perplexed look on his face and Mara looked about ready to fall over.
"You heard me Jareth. I told Mara to have some respect for her father." Mara stared at he mother in pure shock and fainted
away to the floor. Sarah looked at her daughter and sighed. "It is going to be a long day." Turning back to Jareth she
said, "Well, pick your daughter up of the floor." Jareth looked at her in shock and fainted away as well.
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Kay, tell me what you think. Press the little button on the bottom of the screen and let me know if I should continue
or leave it at that!