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"We need to talk, Crystal." My step-mother said trying not to cry. I stared at her in confusion.
"Why? What's wrong?" I asked her as I leaned up against the wall.
"Well, there's some people here that want to meet you." She rubbed the tears out of her eyes.
"What's so bad about that?" I asked.
A tall skinny woman and a short tubby man walked in the kitchen from the living room.
"Hello, Crystal." The woman had short, blonde hair and had on a very nice matching gray skirt and shirt. The man had on a gray suit.
"Who are these people, mom?" I looked over at my step-mother who was now sitting down in a chair.
"We are from the orphanage in Tennessee." The woman answered.
"Why is there…oh no." My hand flew to my mouth. 'Why?'
"I'm sorry, Crystal. I just had to. We're about to lose the house, and I'm running out of money, and I thought you would be better with them." My step-mother closed her eyes as she said this. "Go pack up all of your valuables and things you would like to keep that are yours. They'll be taking back there once you're done."
I slowly nodded and walked back up to my room. I looked in the closet for some boxes. Once I found some, the first thing that I wanted to put in the box was my sword. I wrapped it up in a blanket and softly laid it in the box. It wouldn't fit. I took it back out and laid it on my bed. I looked around the room. That was the only thing that I felt I had to keep. Someone knocked on the door.
"Are you done yet, Crystal?" The woman asked me.
"Uh, almost." I started to look through papers on my desk. I found it. A map. I locked the door and jumped out of the window. It wouldn't take that long so I'd be back before anyone would notice that I was gone.
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After turning several corners and jumping over fences, I finally came to the secret door to Boralo's room. I wanted to check something out and take a few things before I left. I walked down the long, dark hallway. I opened the door and walked in. I threw a fire ball at the nearby candles. Hey, energy balls wasn't the only thing that I knew. Energy balls just happened to be the most effective attack. As the candles lit up the room, I could see the bookcases and bookcases of books that filled the room. I started to stack up some books. Wingly history, Wingly magic, and a lot more things on Winglies than I could count. I probably had about twenty books already. I really had to narrow it down to about ten books but I didn't really have time for that. I stacked the books up and put them in a nearby box. I picked up the box and headed back home.
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Once I made it back to the house, all I had to do was get back inside. I looked around to make sure no one was watching me. I flew up to my bedroom window and flew inside. I landed softly and started to sort through the books. Someone knocked on the door again.
"Are you almost done now?" The woman asked me again.
"Uh, yeah. I'm just sorting out some of my books. I'll be done in a bit." I quickly just put all of the books in another box so they would all fit. I had an idea for my sword. Since it reacted to my feelings, I might be able to lock it up in my mind so it'll only come out when I choose to let it out. I concentrated really hard. The sword started to disappear. A few seconds later, it completely disappeared. The image of the sword appeared in my mind. I learned that trick from Boralo. I closed the box with the books in it and carried it downstairs.
"Is that all you're taking, dear?" My step-mother asked me.
"Yeah. I think." I laid the box on the table.
"You might wanna double check. Just in case." The man told me.
I nodded and ran back up to my room. I just took a quick glance around the room. I noticed something on my desk that I hadn't seen before. I walked over to the desk and moved the papers. There was a small, crystal clear sphere under the papers. As I picked it up, it glistened in the sunlight.
'Is this what I think it is?' It didn't feel warm to the touch. 'If this is a Dragoon spirit, then why is it here? If I'm not the owner to it, then why is it in my room. Well, my used to be room.' I didn't know why it was here, but I had a feeling that I had to do something with it. But what exactly? I heard the people downstairs talking. I quickly put the sphere in my pocket and ran back downstairs. The woman was trying to open my box full of books.
"Oh. You're done." The woman stopped messing with the box.
"Yeah." I eyed the woman mysteriously. She would never be able to open that box. I knew someone was gonna try and open it, so I put a spell on the box. I smiled. "Having trouble with that box?"
"Um…no. Let's go." The woman walked outside. The man quietly followed. I shrugged my shoulders, grabbed the box and followed. It was best that I didn't say good bye to everyone because I just didn't feel like watching them get all mushy. We all got in their car and drove off.
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We arrived at the orphanage a few hours later. It was a white Victorian house. I opened the car door and stepped out. I reached back in and grabbed my box of books and then shut the door.
"You'll love it here, dear girl." The man walked along side me as I walked up towards the house. The woman was walking ahead of us. All three of us walked inside the house after the woman opened the door.
"Your room is upstairs. I will get someone to show it to you." The woman looked up at the stairs. "ALEX!! MALISSA!!" A teenage boy and a teenage girl ran down the stairs.
"Yeah?" The boy looked over at me.
"This is Crystal. She'll be staying here for a while. At least until someone adopts her. Please take her to her room." The woman stared at me then walked away.
"Follow us." The girl ran up the stairs with the boy not to far behind. I followed.
They led me to the first door that we came to.
"This is the only available room left. You have to share it with an eight year old. I'm pretty sure you two will get along perfectly." The girl turned around, then left.
"Just ignore her. My name's Alex. The girl in there, well, only the Mistress knows her name. We just call her the Freaky Little Girl. Malissa thought of it. Soon she'll think of a nick name for you. She's the nick name giver. I would stay out of her way if I was you. " Alex turned around and followed Malissa, who was now walking down the stairs again.
I opened the door and I saw a little girl sitting in a chair, staring out of the window. The little girl had shoulder length, light blonde hair. She could've been passed as a Wingly because her hair was so light. I put my box of books on one of the two desks. I saw two beds, the two desks and two small dressers in the room. As the girl turned around to face me, I noticed she had the lightest shade of green eyes that I had ever seen.
"You must be Crystal. Nice to meet you." The girl didn't even seen glad that I was there. The other kids must've bullied her.
"Yeah. Nice to meet you too. I would like to call you by your real name. Not some nick name that a someone gave you. So what is it?" I sat down on one of the beds.
"Phirala. You sound nice. How old are you?" Phirala stood up and moved to the other bed.
"Fourteen. And I'm not as nice as I sound. But I'll be as nice as I can to you." I just remembered that Malissa girl. "Is Malissa mean to you?"
"Yes. She's the one who thought of that nick name for me. She's very mean to me, but I can't tell the Mistress because I'm not allowed to be a tattle-tale." Phirala played with her hair.
"I'll take care of her." I never ever broke a promise. Well, not often anyway. "Why don't we go walking around for a bit?"
"Okay!" The girl seemed happy now. She grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the room.
Malissa and Alex were waiting downstairs.
"Oh lookie. The Weirdo Team." Malissa looked up at us. She didn't even know me and she was already calling me weird. I guess I am weird to a Human. My garnet eyes, and my long, silver hair.
"Listen, missy. You don't know me, and let me tell ya something. You don't want to mess with me. I'm too much for you to handle." I told Malissa with a smirk on my face. I followed Phirala into the living room. Malissa and Alex watched us as we walked off. Alex had a surprised look on his face and Malissa's eyes were wide open in shock. I'm guessing no one ever talked to her like that, but that's just the beginning.
We both sat down on the couch.
"She's gonna be really mad at you." Phirala told me.
"I don't care. She really can't handle me. Trust me. I'm too much to handle." I leaned back on the couch. "How 'bout we go outside now? I'd rather not stay in here. I might hurt someone."
Phirala giggled. "Okay."
I smiled as I followed her outside. I could hear Malissa and Alex running after us. The trouble was just beginning.
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There were kids swinging on swing-sets, kids playing soccer, and some kids were just hanging around talking. I could hear Malissa and Alex not to far behind us. I really didn't like bullies. When I was in public school, I always got picked on. First grade through third. Fourth through ninth grade, I was home-schooled. Everyday at public school, I would always go to the principles office. I was always the one to start and end fights. People picked on me because of the way that I look. No Human here would understand or much less believe that I was a different species. I could handle anything from Virages to bullies. I turned around to see Malissa right up in my face.
"Malissa. Don't do this." Alex told her.
"I always show every new kid who's the boss. And you're next, freak." Malissa stood just a few inches taller than me.
"Well you ain't gonna show this new kid who's the boss." I put my hands on my hips.
"Oh yeah?" Malissa stared into my eyes. "You're probably as weak as they come."
Now that ticked me off. I balled up my fist and hit her square in the face. She fell backwards and hit the ground. Every kid outside turned around and looked at the girl on the ground then looked at me.
"Yeah. Who's weak now?" I rubbed my knuckles as I noticed the woman that brought me here was coming towards us.
"What happened?!" She ran towards Malissa.
"That…that girl hit me for no reason what so ever!!" Malissa wiped the blood off of her face.
"Is this true, Crystal?" The Mistress asked me.
"Yes. It is." I put my hands back on my hips.
"We have rules here, Crystal, and one of them is no hitting. You'll have to be punished, but I'll let you go with a warning. Now come on, Malissa. We need to get you to the nurse's office." The Mistress helped Malissa stand and walked her back inside the house.
Phirala had a huge smile on her face. We both walked back inside the house. Once we were back in our room, Phirala started jumping up and down.
"That was awesome!!" She continued jumping.
"Wait 'till you see what I've got planned next." If I wasn't going back to Endiness, I might as well change some things while I'm staying here. First of all, I wanted out of this place. And to get out, I've gotta make a path way, and Malissa's my ticket outta here.
"So, you wanna tell me your plan?" Phirala ran up to me.
"Nope. You'll see. You'll find out in the morning." I had an evil smile on my face.
"Oh okay. I'll get ready for bed then. We should be in bed by eight." She ran out of the room.
'I didn't know it was that late.' I looked at the clock. It was going on seven-thirty. I was gonna start my plan soon.
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It was almost mid-night, and Phirala was fast asleep. I put up my books that I was trying to memorize, and got out of bed and opened the door quietly. I knew where Malissa's room was. I looked out to see if anyone was coming. No one. I quickly, but quietly, ran towards her room. I stopped in front of her door. Since I controlled water, I was gonna have a blast. I opened the door and I could hear her breathing. I slowly walked in and shut the door behind me. I walked over to her bed and just stared at her.
'Wait 'till you wake up, sleeping beauty.' A water sphere appeared in my left hand. It floated up to the of the roof, just above her bed. This was defiantly gonna get me in trouble. She's gonna blame it on me, the Mistress is gonna believe her, even without proof, and then I'm gonna get in trouble. The perfect plan. She'll have a huge surprise when she wakes up in the morning. Boralo had also taught me another great trick. If I concentrated really hard, I could make something appear in my hand. Unfortunately, he only knew how to bring food to him. He said it came in handy. I used to call him lazy. He always replied with a 'thank you'. I seriously don't understand why he turned out to be the bad guy. He seemed so nice. Hey, they always do though.
I concentrated as hard as I could. A bottle of syrup appeared in my hand. I was gonna have a great time here. I started to pour the syrup in her shoes and in her slippers. I found my way to her make-up.
'Bingo.' I poured out her liquid make-up and switched it with glue. Super glue. I then broke open a dark, dark brown marker and poured the ink in the super glue. I then ran to her mirror. I took the mirror off of the wall, opened the window, and threw it out. 'No mirror for you, missy.' I went back over to her. I took out the syrup again, and poured it all in her hair. I found a black marker, a black permanent marker, and drew a mole on her chin. Wait. If I wanted out, then I could just, like, write my name on her wall. 'Crystal was here', that's what I could write. Perfect. No. I'd like to hang in there a bit longer so I could just do more things to her. Which should I do? Ah, yes. Write my name! I took the marker and went over to her window and wrote, 'Crystal was here! Don't forget to put out some cookies and milk next time!'. I smiled. I loved my job of being a smart-aleck. I put up the marker and left the room to go back to reading. I really needed to memorize that book, especially since that book was the book about Wingly magic. I walked back to my room with a huge smile on my face. I crawled in my bed and pulled out the book and started reading.
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I woke up the next morning with my book near me. A scream came from Malissa's room. I smiled. An evil smile. I crawled out of the bed, put the book up, and left the room. Everyone was down stairs. Malissa was already down there, crying and fussing at the Mistress. When she saw me, she pointed at me.
"THERE SHE IS!!!" Malissa's finger was stuck to her chin. Obviously, she tried to cover the mole up with her make-up. Her hair was a mess, and she was very wet. "She's the one who put the water balloon above my bed, switched my make-up with super glue, put syrup in my shoes and slippers and in my hair!!"
"Ya want pancakes with that?" I asked Malissa.
"You are a disgrace to this orphanage!" Malissa was literally steaming.
"Oh why thank you. That's the nicest thing anyone has ever told me!" I was glad that she thought I was a disgrace to this orphanage.
"Did you do this, Crystal?" The Mistress asked me.
"Well isn't it obvious?" I asked her.
"There's gonna be serious consequences. But unfortunately, you won't be here for that. Someone has chosen to adopt you. Don't know why exactly, but at least you'll be out of here." The Mistress told me.
"Who wants to adopt me?" I asked her curiously.
"A man and a woman…uh……I don't quite remember their names. They were strange. Very strange. They are waiting to meet you. They're in the living room." The Mistress pointed over to the closed doors which led to the living room. I made my way to the living room, laughing a bit remembering what happened to Malissa.
"Don't forget to act nice. I've explained to them that you are nice, but unfortunately, they had to know what you had done earlier. So please be nice. I really don't want to keep you here." At least the Mistress was open with her feelings.
I opened the doors and closed them behind me.
"Hello again, Crystal. It's been almost ten years since we've seen you." The voice was a woman's voice. It sounded familiar.
I kept my back turned to them as I stared at the door.
'Almost ten years? Who are these people? My grandparents or somethin'? I took a deep breath and turned around. My eyes went very wide and my mouth dropped open.
"How can this be?!" I just stared in disbelief.
I'm currently working on the Dragon Campaign Fanfic so hopefully it'll be out soon. No promises though. Don't forget to review.