Hi guys! Today, I'm going to try to write a fan-fiction with something other than cats. (Applaude now!). Let me get a few thing straght first:

Bold=Messages to you guys *Waves*

Italiac=Main character thinking (Hey! I actually spelt character right! *dances*)

Normal=Story

Underline=Emphasis

Thanks and let's begin *Hands out popcorn*

The orphanage was as bleak as ever.

"Go to bed, filthy scraps!" Head mistress yelled. I lay myself down and watched the others scurry around. Head mistress came in with her whip.

"I'm going to turn around and count to ten. You all better be sleeping by then" She turned around. Every time she said a new number, she cracked the whip. Finally she reached ten and turned around. I closed my eyes and tried to get under the blanket more.

CRACK!

I heard a girl squel in pain. I opened one eye slightly. Firn was sitting up in bed. Head mistress raised her whip again and Firn cowered.

I saw that a piece of string dangling from the ceiling, near the end of the whip. I flicked my wrist and it entangled itself with the whip.

For some odd reason, I've always had this ability or magic. I could make things do what I wanted. I could change a pattern or color. I know I'm different, otherwise everyone of use in the orphanage would be using it.

Head mistress tried to crack the whip down, but failed. Firn looked relieved. She was small for her age and had ears like an elf's (hint, hint). Her skin had a greenish tone to it. She was my best friend. Head mistress' face was a burning redish purple. She clenched her fists and stormed over to the door. She smashed the light switch down and slammed the door on her way out.

Moonlight filtered in through the small window. Firn burst into a hushed laughter. Even though it was dark, her smile seemed to light up the room. We all started to silently laugh.

"Okay, let's get some sleep" Clarity whispered. She was the oldest in the room, but she was only 12 years old. We all did what she said and fell asleep.

I the same setting in my dream as usual. I was standing in the middle of a "U" made up of 12 cabins. Others dotted the landscape. A conch shell sounded and the people milling around started to go inside. As soon as they were gone, a boy in black jacket with a skull ring made his way up to me.

"What are you doing? Why aren't you in your cabin?" He asked.

"I don't have one. I'm lost"

"Who are you?"

"My name is Aura" I said. He stuck out his hand and said "I'm Nico, welcome to Camp Half-blood"

Then the dream strayed far from usual. A giant humanoid came from the sky. The clouds turned dark.

"I AM MIMAS!" A voice bellowed as lightning flashed from the sky. Nico turned and drew his sword.

I sat up in bed gasping for air. Faint light streamed through the window. Firn was sitting up in her bed.

"What did you dream?" She asked. I smoothed my ruffled hair.

"I was at a camp. Camp Half something" I recalled.

"Camp Half-Blood?" She smiled.

Sorry if this was bad. I'm used to writing about cats and other animals. I will try to update soon, as it is mid term break (Translation: Me have no school!). And HAPPY ALL HALLOW'S EVE (halloween)!

QOTC (question of the chapter)

What are you going to be for halloween? I'm going to be a ninja! (for the 6th time in a row!)