A/N: Hi-o people. I hope you are enjoying the story so far. I have a present for you, a new chap! Already!! Wow, am I on a roll or what? Well I shall stop blabbering and let you absorb this new chap. Review Replies since Chapter 3 Below:
Abbey: Wow, you are too kind. Thankies, oh yes I know it's sad, but it's the truth...
Tinker-Belle18: Really? Aww thanks. I'm writin' as fast as my hands will let me, trust me!
Kissed-luck: Thanks for reviewing so much, that makes me happy (that you constantly review)! You all are too kind! I know, I know I'm evil to have such a mean dad for Kala, but that's the way the cookie crumbles (for those of you who have seen Bruce Almighty) or that's just the way I write, sorry for the depressing moment.
--The story rolls further...
Thinkin'
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Alika shuddered in distaste at the not-so-fond memory that had come to mind. They had sworn to protect each other from that day forth, by bond of blood, life, and magic. Always with magic. For magic was the key essential to everything wonderful and true in life. Alika, could wish upon countless stars, and numerous four-leaf clovers. Yet neither wish, nor its happiness would bestow upon her.
Not that she ever gave up. This newfound thought in mind, the girl made her way over to the bay window that sat mounted in the sturdy house overlooking a magnificent view of the Pacific Ocean. A fresh smell of salt gathered from the frothy waves, blasted itself through the window on a soft wind, as Alika pushed the stained glass out. She smiled a small, sad smile. A smile that coveted a great heartache. She choked on a sob as tears pricked her eyes. She could barely think of the word...... marriage....... Her "father" wished to marry her off as soon as possible.
The thought of being bound to man sounded awful. More than, that, it terrified her. She had yet to tell Kala, and was yet to conquer the internal conflict that continued to rage through her mind. 'Tell her' 'Don't tell her' 'Tell her' 'Don't tell her...' She just wished for some time to more thoroughly sort through her own jumbled thoughts on the matter at hand before she unleashed the news to Kala, whom she was sure would slaughter her father without a second thought. She wouldn't let that happen, if anyone would get to slaughter her father it would be her. The ends of her mouth quirked up at that notion. She slipped herself onto the ledge, allowing one foot to dangle conspicuously over the edge. Swinging it aimlessly into a low wind whistling just above a slight hum.
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A/N: Well, isn't that just the most adventure filled chapter anyone has ever read? Ahh, yes a treat is in store for those of you who like new characters. Somebody is going to make an entrance in the story in the next chappie. So REVIEW and you shall see who!