Daytime for Hillary.
When morning finnaly arived Hillary slept
through her alarm, at around 10am she
finally awoke.
"Wh-WHat time is it?" she cried as she threw
herself from her bed forgetting that she had
hurt her ankel. "Owwie."
Falling to the floor Hillary sighed she had
hoped that this morning would be better than
the previous night but from what was happaning
this morning nothing had changed.
Limping to her bathroom she had a quick shower
in cold water, then brushed her hair and got dressed
for the day. Just as she was putting on her shirt
she heard a loud rip and turned around to see what had
made the sound.
She saw her cat. It was shredding up her favourite
imported dress from Canada.(A/N:Bet you thought it was
her shirt didn't you! I live in Canada so I just had to
add that.)
"Mewmew don't your ruining it," hollared Hillary as she
threw a bar of soap at the cat. Mewmew looked up at
Hillary and then continued to claw the dress after
he pawed the bar of soap back at Hillary. "Meow," Mewmew
purred as he finished with the now tattered dress and
strutted off.
"Why of everything I own did he have to scratch my
dress?" sighed Hillary as she hobbled over to the remains
of her once nice dress, picking it up she tossed it on
the bed and fell to the floor to put her shoes on.
Finishing tying her laces she crawled out of her room
and down the hall. 'I think its alot safer if I stay
close to the ground,' thought Hillary as she continued
to crawl down the hallway to the kitchen.
"OW, what the?" scrieked Hillery as she pulled a thumb-tac
out of the palm of her hand. A small trickle of blood slid
down her hand. 'I need to clean this hall more often,' she
though as she put the thumb-tac back in the floor.
Once in the kitchen she pulled herself back up so she was
standing. Slowly moving over to the fridge she pulled out
the milk but just as she was about to put it on the counter
the carton slipped and spilled everywhere. Hillary muttered
a quick "Oh no," and reached for a cloth to clean up the mess,
but knocked over a glass and it fell on the floor and shattered.
"Argh."
After cleaning up the mess Hillary desided to head out and see
what the rest of the guys were up to. Just as she opened the door
a large gust of wind blew it back in her face and she fell back
on her butt. Moaning as she pulled herself up again for the
umpteenth time in the past twelve(12) hours, "this is all not
fair."
When she finally got out of the house she headed for Tyson's
grandfather's dojo, because thats where she thought everyone
would meet before going off to train.
K.K: Well thats the longest chapter by far but the rest
of the day chapters will be pretty long as well.
I would really appriciate some IDEA'S of what to do
to the rest of the BladeBrakers so long as it doesn't
involve them being poisoned, them loosing any limbs,
or them dying.
Much appriciated. Enjoy the story and Please REVIEW
Anyone who gives Ideas will be credited fully in the chapter
that I use it in.
When morning finnaly arived Hillary slept
through her alarm, at around 10am she
finally awoke.
"Wh-WHat time is it?" she cried as she threw
herself from her bed forgetting that she had
hurt her ankel. "Owwie."
Falling to the floor Hillary sighed she had
hoped that this morning would be better than
the previous night but from what was happaning
this morning nothing had changed.
Limping to her bathroom she had a quick shower
in cold water, then brushed her hair and got dressed
for the day. Just as she was putting on her shirt
she heard a loud rip and turned around to see what had
made the sound.
She saw her cat. It was shredding up her favourite
imported dress from Canada.(A/N:Bet you thought it was
her shirt didn't you! I live in Canada so I just had to
add that.)
"Mewmew don't your ruining it," hollared Hillary as she
threw a bar of soap at the cat. Mewmew looked up at
Hillary and then continued to claw the dress after
he pawed the bar of soap back at Hillary. "Meow," Mewmew
purred as he finished with the now tattered dress and
strutted off.
"Why of everything I own did he have to scratch my
dress?" sighed Hillary as she hobbled over to the remains
of her once nice dress, picking it up she tossed it on
the bed and fell to the floor to put her shoes on.
Finishing tying her laces she crawled out of her room
and down the hall. 'I think its alot safer if I stay
close to the ground,' thought Hillary as she continued
to crawl down the hallway to the kitchen.
"OW, what the?" scrieked Hillery as she pulled a thumb-tac
out of the palm of her hand. A small trickle of blood slid
down her hand. 'I need to clean this hall more often,' she
though as she put the thumb-tac back in the floor.
Once in the kitchen she pulled herself back up so she was
standing. Slowly moving over to the fridge she pulled out
the milk but just as she was about to put it on the counter
the carton slipped and spilled everywhere. Hillary muttered
a quick "Oh no," and reached for a cloth to clean up the mess,
but knocked over a glass and it fell on the floor and shattered.
"Argh."
After cleaning up the mess Hillary desided to head out and see
what the rest of the guys were up to. Just as she opened the door
a large gust of wind blew it back in her face and she fell back
on her butt. Moaning as she pulled herself up again for the
umpteenth time in the past twelve(12) hours, "this is all not
fair."
When she finally got out of the house she headed for Tyson's
grandfather's dojo, because thats where she thought everyone
would meet before going off to train.
K.K: Well thats the longest chapter by far but the rest
of the day chapters will be pretty long as well.
I would really appriciate some IDEA'S of what to do
to the rest of the BladeBrakers so long as it doesn't
involve them being poisoned, them loosing any limbs,
or them dying.
Much appriciated. Enjoy the story and Please REVIEW
Anyone who gives Ideas will be credited fully in the chapter
that I use it in.