There has been many debate on what caused you to leave...Some say it was because you had to move, most say it was because her parents wanted you to grow up whilst others simply say it was the fire that made you turn your back on them. Many agreed with the latter...after all, no one saw it coming. Not even the your. How we heard your screams of loss and fear as your crawled out the remains of your home, screams that lasted until the van you were taken into left the jungle. Investigators made it public that the fire was accidentally caused by extension cords being overused with many plugs; the fire spread quickly around the house, trapping the mother father and the babies inside to roast as somehow you were able to escape. No one has heard from you since than.

If only you could see what has happened since you left. Everything's changed for the worst; the jungle's gone to hell and spat right out. The pirates have declared war on us, blaming their problems on the "landlubbers", villains from many fairy tales have found their way into these world and one pulls their strings like a puppet. This one sits in his castle where his hill formerly stood, a empire of mechanical beings to ensure his rule. How he manged to do this is unknown, though I am certain that he was stolen the magical artifact that we found years ago. Many of our friends have also been corrupted by this war, determined to survive by their own rules. There are only a few that want to stop this evil, myself included...but we need you. You must come back, you are our only hope.

The writer sighed and folded the letter up before throwing it behind his shoulder, equipping his boots with concealed daggers as he jumped from tree to tree, knowing that the letter would reach it's destination and bring her back. She must return or all is lost to this one selfish one of a bitch.

Come back...Dora.


And there's the first chapter.

I hope you enjoyed. :)