My Destiny *Companion to 'Destiny Bond'* (but now it's a spin off)

Author: EclipseAzNGTX

Co-Author: Kat6528

Now this is a spin off. After this whole part I start the story since she hasn't yet. It'll probably be a little same but not a lot since we don't write the same. We were workin on plot ideas and hers were different from mine so I decided to do a remake. Don't worry this is all hers but mine is now of more difference. I'll probably end this arc different from hers and the sequel might be different.

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A girl of age ten entered the fourth grade classroom. She looked at her friend Kayla Rowan, to her left. She leaned over and whispered, "So what do you want to imagine to happen to the retainer beast Catherine today Kay?"

"Ahh let me see. I want to imagine fart bombs on her seat," Kayla replied.

Ryan nodded and said, "That's a great idea but let's imagine that she sits on a woopie cushion while at it!"

Kay snickered, "Well then let's just envision it right now then."

They both closed their eyes imagining the girl Catherine Sauter sitting on a woopie cushion and five fart bombs went off at it.

At that exact moment of their imaging, the girl Catherine sat on a woopie cushion and then a great horrific smell encased the class's noses. "AUGGGHH!!!! Catherine what in the world?! Please excuse yourself and go to the school nurse (Yes I know at OLPH we don't have that) and let the class continue with their studies," said Mr. Hernandez, the awful fourth-grade teacher now sixth grade teacher! (I say this cause he used to be my teach to!)

Every student there had covered their noses as the shamed Catherine left the room with her books. Ryan and Kay stared at each other in shock! Why is it, that whenever Ryan imagined something happening, it always did?!

"Okay everybody now we all know that San Luis Obispo is one of the 21(can't remember the exact number it's either 21 or 23) California missions on the Camino Real. After next week I will have you to each have a quiz in listing."

~*~*~*~*~*~ The next day. ~*~*~*~*~*~

Kay walked through the fourth grade door wondering why Ryan wasn't already at class and why she hadn't called last night to complain about her stupid parents once again.

Kay sat down at the desk assigned to her when Mr. Hernandez was doing roll call. He was about to say Ryan's name when he paused and crossed the name off. He then proceeded to call out Brian Colom (I just have to put the one guy I hate the most at my school.) and then Jessica Commodore (I have nothing against her! She's one of my many former school mates).

Kay frowned and wondered what in the world happened to Ryan. Then there was a knock at the door. Everybody turned their heads to the door to see the principal, Mrs. Stephanie McMains (She used to be my princ. And like my whole class hates her!) with a young man.

"Mr. Hernandez, young Bryan Cortz..."

~*~*~*~*~*~ At Night ~*~*~*~*~*~

Kay laid down on her bed furious and deeply saddened by the fact that she had just found out that Ryan had ran away from her house with all of her stuff and savings. Kay looked at all of the pictures of her and Ryan doing all sorts of fun things and one especially after the prank they had pulled on Catherine a year ago. She smiled grimly before frowning and getting mad at her once best friend forever.

~*~*~*~*~*~ A Street by the LAX ~*~*~*~*~*~

A figure of 4'6" stood wearing black combat boots, black baggy khakis, a red shirt, and a black denim jacket. She had three duffel bags and a backpack. Ryan, for that is who the figure was, smiled weakly knowing that Kay would never forgive her for running out like this. But she couldn't go back after what her parents had done, or former guardians!

~#~#~ FlashBack ~#~#~

Ryan and her parents were just having another argument about how she should start doing her algebra again. (Yes I know she is in fourth grade but its all a part of the plan. I think. Right KAT?!)

"Look I don't see why you get mad at me! This is high school work and I'm only in the fourth grade!!?" Ryan yelled.

Her father narrowed his eyes before bellowing out, "How rude of you! I sit here putting time here to try and teach you algebra and I don't even have to do this! Is this the tnaks I get for putting those clothes on you and I don't even have to?! I don't even have to. oh no." Ryan's father's eyes widened and saw that Ryan had caught on.

Ryan narrowed her eyes and hissed, "What do you mean by that?! You're not even my real parents?!"

Her father laughed and said, "Yes that's right! I don't even have to be here and take care of you! You're supposed to be mother took you in because we had to! Some stupid brit told us to help him. So we did cause we didn't think that we would be able to have any children and we were right!"

Her mother looked stricken. She looked sadly at Ryan. She nodded and Ryan knew at that moment that this wasn't a mean joke.

"You don't even care for me?" Ryan asked sadly.

"Yeah right!" Her father yelled out.

Ryan shook her head and ran up the stairs. She got out three duffel bags, and started packing her clothes (all practically the same thing), her laptop, CD player, CDs, DVDS, and her other sports stuff that she might need. A knock on the door sounded and Ryan called out, "I'm leaving and there's nothing you can do about it!"

Her adopted mother opened the door and looked at Ryan. Ryan sat there looking sad at the woman who she thought was her mother. The woman sat down and then took out a large brown envelope and a manila folder.

Ryan took it and looked curiously at the woman. The woman smiled grimly and said, "I know you might hate us but I am happy that I was able to take care of you for 10 years. In the envelope are your savings from your bank account, but from my own money. Your account will be sent to be released of money and you'll be able to get it the usual way in the morning tomorrow. In the folder is all we know about the family or parents you have in Scotland. We know a little but we were able to narrow it down to that. This money is to buy the ticket. Also in the folder is all your stuff, ID, passport, everything you need. Just remember who I am. Will you do that for me?"

Ryan nodded silently and then hugged the woman who she had a mother for ten years. All her stuff was packed by then. Her mother nodded and then left as Ryan climbed out the window and out of their lives forever.

~#~#~ End of FlashBack ~#~#~

Ryan smiled sadly before going in the airport and left for Scotland to find her family and a whole new life that would start three years from now.

Three years later.

Ryan was a bit different from how she was three years ago. She had gotten her money and was using it sparingly. Her search for family still dragged on but she felt that she was getting closer than ever.

Ryan wore baggy black khakis, a black t-shirt with the words 'I'm not weird. I'm just different.' in red, a silk button up shirt that was black with red flames. On top of that she wore a leather jacket (You know rebel type). She wore black shades, combat boots, and her hair, which was shoulder length and was black with red and blue streaks in the bangs, was tied up with a flamed bandana. She wore black finger-less leather gloves. She had two knives on her wrists that would appear when the wrist was flicked the right way. She had two knives, one in each boot heel, two around each elbow, and some all around her belt. She had these cause well what do you think? Living on the streets for three years was kinda hard you know.

She wished that she would find her family once again and before she knew it, all her stuff and herself; she was standing in a forest!

She looked around and saw a centaur glaring at her in a very clear unappreciative way. "HUMANS!!" the centaur roared, reared back and charged her. Ryan widened her eyes and ran.

As she ran, with all her stuff too, she wished that she were going faster over and over again. When she opened her eyes she turned to see that she was out of the forest and that the centaur had stopped. Ryan grinned and turned back only to hit someone in the back to her surprise!

"What the bloody- You're a muggle!" The man, who surprisingly looked familiarly like Ryan, cried out when hit.

"Calm down Severus. It seems that we need to know a few details before we start doing any memory charms." Said a voice from behind them.

Ryan turned around to see a girl at maybe 5' 4" who wore all black clothing, goth/ punker-like. She had wavy shoulder length black hair with green streaks in it. The weird thing was, was that the girl seemed a bit too familiar to Ryan.

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HA! Cliffy! Anyhow this is EclipseAzNGTX signing out! Also now this is a remake I' changed some details of the characters.