Disclaimer: I sadly don't own anything, but the plot, the title, and some future coming characters....
Authoress' Note: Hi! Um...this story is just kind of odd, and I'm not sure if it will ever be continued...Well you've been warned! Also for those wondering about Portal Stone's Girl...I'm just on a break...hw is a killer! And my mind is way boggled on everything right now so I gotta get ideas out of it again!
Danceheart
Chapter 1: Steptrouble
The sky was clear of clouds and a slight breeze blew off the Pebble Sea. All seemed right in Summersea and Winding Circle Temple, and nothing could ruin it that day; not earthquakes, not plague, not pirates, not unmagic nothing...or at least it appeared that way till...
A loud crash followed by a bunch of loud screams broke the peaceful quiet that had till then rested upon the area. Soon to be followed by a young woman's voice screaming, "Pasco!"
From where she stood on the outer wall of the Winding Circle Temple, Lady Sandrilene fa Toren had witnessed a large and extremely heavy barrel full of practice weapons and staffs, be lifted by unseen hands, high above the heads of the unknowing Dedicates and Novices of the Fire Temple, conducting a late morning practice on the practice yard. Then, suddenly the barrel was upturned, sending itself and its contents quickly, crashing to the earth onto the heads of those in the practice yard. The young stitch witch after seeing the kind of magic that had caused the commotion bellow with her magic sight, immediately realized the cause of the trouble and screamed out the culprit's name.
On the far other side of the Temple grounds, behind the washhouses, Pasco Acalon cringed as he heard the voice of his mage teacher ring out over Winding Circle.
Oh, just wonderful, Pasco thought to himself sarcastically. Now I'm in trouble...
Quickly and quietly as to not attract the attention of any of the fire Dedicates or Novices, who were searching for him so he could be punished, or even worse Sandry, his teacher, he ran into the wash houses to hide in one of the private baths, till he thought it safe to come out into the open again.
Authoress' Note 2: Please Reveiw now....My muse, Mel and I love reveiwS! For those who don't know me here's th drill....If I get 5 reviews I'll definatly get the next chapter up!....K? K! Please Reveiw! Bye!