Name: Caravia Amacy (Coral Coby)

Age: twelve... Thousand and five years (I go as twelve here on earth though)

Color: Pink and Red.

Power: Venom, control of all reptiles, regrow limbs, can talk to all animals, seeing threw earth vibrations (her sixth sense), super jump.

Eye: Green snake eyes (Gavda) Different blues (Earth).

Hair color: purple (Gavda) Black (Earth)

Family: Gamaranda *Oceana* (Older Sister)

Clothes: (Normal) pretty red snake-skin dress, black leggins, red snake-skin boots, a necklace with a CA on it and a red jewel, and a Green snake-skin bow all artifical for the animal lovers out there.

Personality: evil at times, nice (Sometimes), aggravated.

Fears: None!

Past: I was born in Gavda (a planet just outside the milkyway) but when I was five hundred years old my Mother died, then my father died in a war that wasn't even my planets business to begin with, then my older sister Gamaranda (Oceana on your planet) betrayed my planet by leaving to the enemy planet (But it was only to protect me) and at the moment I'm in a spaceship.

No One's P.O.V.

Caravia Amacy grabbed the controls of her ship.

"Gorva komba sema!" She yelled in her Gavadian language. "OMERAGE COMBA!" Her ship crashed. "Gomba comba kia." She kicked the remains of the ship. "Piece of junk." She kicked it. Her scales turned to pale white skin, her purple hair that went to the ground became short butt length black hair, and her green snake eyes became different colored lues.

She ran away from the site, healing quickly. Eventually she got to a place called Gotham. "Gotham, I'm guessing I can get something pretty cheap 'round here." She muttered, seeing an old looking hotel it was only about fifty dollars a day and she had gotten money from her sister before she left, no idea how Gamaranda had gotten it but didn't question it. "Can I get a room?"

"Aren't you alittle young to be alone?" The Goth girl asked, she had black hair brown eyes and was wearing alot of black. Coby thought it was fitting because Goth-am

"Aren't you alittle young to be working here?" Coral raised an eyebrow.

"Point taken. Here." She handed Coral her key-card.

"Thanks." Coral handed her some money then walked off and into her room. "Gova Gupta." She muttered seeing her room. "Nasty." There was still food from the last people. The room hadn't even been cleaned, she figured.

What I would give to be home.

She thought, her old life wasn't that good but it was better than this.

She put her backpack on the ground and took out a CD, it was a 'mixed tape' of Ke$ha Coral's cousin had gotten from earth a couple years ago, her and Gamaranda always listened to it but their favorite was disgusting which was also the word she would use to describe the room. The songs played as she cleaned the room.

"It's disgusting, how I love you.
God, I hate me. I could kill you.
Cause your messing up my name.
Gotta walk my talk my fame, but I just want to touch your face.
It's disgusting.
It's disgusting, how you
changed me.
From a bandit to a baby.
Thinking about gotta change my name,
If I'm gonna walk this walk of shame.
Look at what you do to me.

It's disgusting." She sang along to the CD.

Once Coral was done she stood in the middle of the room. "What to do, what to do?" She saw the TV and investigated it. "Okay, where's the remote?" She pressed the 'On' button. "Common, now. Don't make me die of boredom." Coral noticed it was unplugged, shrugging and plugging it back in, it electricuted her. "Ow! Ramacara!" She yelled, mostly from shock because it didn't hurt her much she had just been in a ship crash and she was barely bruised, being shocked was nothing.

Coral opened her eyes, when had she gone to sleep? What time was it? She looked out the window, the sun wasn't even out yet but she wasn't tired anymore.

5:23 the clock on the wall blared in big red lights.

She realised she was on the ground and climbed into the bed which had the sheets she had brought from her home. She layed there for a while thinking about what had happened when she left.

"Caravia listen to me, I want you to go to earth. You'll be safe there, you have no part in my feud." Gamaranda said to me.

"But Gam-"

"Caravia get in that ship, take this it'll keep you safe. I promise." Caravia nodded, taking the backpack from her and getting in the ship.

What did she mean? Was it the money in the bag so she could keep herself safe? There wasn't any weapons there was food and water and all but how would that keep her safe? What the heck was her sister talking about, the sheets definatly weren't gonna save her... Unless they had some awesome super power which was just ridiculously dumb and strange. She could just imagine it.

In a world where all washers and dryers have been erased, one sheet will rise to save the day and return washer dryers to the earth. That's sheets name is... NAMELESS SHEET! Because you don't name sheets. There will be action, there will be love, and there will be washing and drying! The epic blockbuster of the year: Nameless sheet! In theaters summer 2015.

Coral giggled at the thought. "That's nice..." She muttered as she vered herself back into sleep.

"Vemon coban mogasian mogaian." Coral muttered in the sleep. "Gavasia jowas fasean." Her eyes snapped open. "Bad dream." She muttered. "What shall I do to waste time today?"

11:15

"Maybe I can bother that goth girl." Coral changed into the extra clothes she found in the bag.

"Hey kid, whats up?" She asked.

"Hey Gothy." Coral greeted.

She narrowed her eyes. "I'm not goth, I like black. There's a difference, and my name is Camacazi."

"Greetings Camacazi, my name's Coral Coby."

"I know we met yesterday. Is Coby your last name."

"No, middle. My last name is... Complicated."

"I get it my last name is Cavaciscia."

"Camacazi Cavaciscia?" Coral raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, my parents were wierd." Camacazi noticed Coral look down. "You don't have parents either, do you?" Coral shook her head.

"Either? You don't have any?" Coral cocked her head.

"No, I stay with my Uncle. That's why I work here." Camacazi answered.

"Oh, well. What do you think I could do to make money?" Coral asked.

"My friend Olive works at a shelter somewhere in the country area she's coming any minute." Just then a girl walked in, about sixteen she had curly red hair and green eyes, a country girl if Coral's ever seen one. Which she hasn't but she assumed that's what one would look like.

"Hey Cami." She said in an accent.

"Hey Olive, what's up?" Camacazi asked happily

Definatly not goth. Coral thought.

"Just visiting before going to work." Olive said.

"You still have a job opening there, right?"

"Yup, why?" Olive asked.

"This kid right here, she wants a job." Camacazi answered, rubbing her hand over Coral's hair.

"Do they have snakes there?!" Coral asked, turning to Olive.

"Of course, why would it not?" Olive asked. "What's your name?"

"Coral Coby."

"Nice to meet you Coral, I'm Olive."

I'll post the rest of this later, but I need to go to bed. Please review!