A/N: Konnnichowa! Ummmmmmmmmm I know my chapters are short but I try to update as many as possible at once!
Disclaimer:
Me: Alright...ummmm... Ron! You do it!
Ron: Why?
Me: 'Cause I said so...
Ron: Fine... "Harry Potter and anything else you recognize belongs to J.K. Rowling and Charmed...well it doesn't belong to Bob."
Me: Thank-you but you don't have to say it soooooo ummm what's the word...
Hermione: Grumpily?
Me: YES! Thank-you Hermione...
Hermione: Anytime
NOW ON WITH THE STORY
I still need suggestions EXCEPT should be longer...
Chapter 4: The Nartiio Army
Some were a far away hidden land...
"Please Princess Natitia (Nat-it-ti-a) help us fight this war we need more than Harry Potter, The Charmed Ones, The Fairies, and some aurors to help us win." Said a pleading voice that belonged to Dumbledore.
"You're seriously asking me to raise the Nartiio (Nart-e-o) Army! They have not been bothered in thousands-no MILLIONS of years! I'm only 16 I cannot control them I can barely control my powers!" A girl's voice bellowing could be heard throughout the Land of Frellon (Frel-lon). It made all the villagers look to the Palace of Frellon.
The Land of Frellon was beautiful in every way it was a perfect life so they said, except for Princess Natita's life which was hell.
. Princess Natita was an orphan. Her parents King Glen and Queen Lillian died in a horsing accident when she was ten-year-sold. Now she ruled the land since she was older than brother Romulus and had no other living relatives. They were well since Natita was very mature for her age.
She was now 16 and more beautiful than ever with raven-black hair and sparkling purple-blue eyes and pale, milky skin. Standing at 5'7 she was a spitting image of her mother Lillian looks and personality.
Her brother on the other hand was a spitting image of his father standing 5'4 he had red hair and orange-red eyes (A/N: PEOPLE THINK THIS IS A DIFFERENT PLACE HIDDEN FOR THOUSANDS OF YEARS AND IS DIFFERENT FROM THE OUTSIDE WORLD!) made all girls want him. He had his father's adventurous side. While Natita had her mother's loving laidback personality.
Everyone in the Land of Frellon had powers that varied with their families. Since Natita was just like her mother she got her powers also. Natita had the power to control all water near and far and create ice. While Romulus could create and control all fire like his father.
Natita sighed, "It takes a powerful person to raise the army I will try my best and inform you of the outcome," She said reluctantly. She really didn't want to do this but she owed Dumbledore a BIG favor for training her when she was younger. Dumbledore smiled.
"Thank-you. We will be in touch." He bowed and walk out of the palace into and started to ride over the mountains in which they were hidden. She sighed and walked out to the balcony here beautiful silver gown flowing in the wind. She walked down the stairs of the palace onto a stone pathway leading to a beautiful cemetery. She walked over to two in the back of the cemetery were her parents tombstones were and placed flowers over them and then walked away. She went to the palace library.
(this was were I was going to stop but...I'll go on to be nice...)
She walked into the huge old library and looked around. She walked to the back and opened a tiny door and took out something... a book a big dusty book and blew the dust off it. She read the cover, The Nartiio Army. She began reading the heavy book.
A/N: THERE 3 updates in TWO DAYS happy? Happy Easter...
Maybe I will update tomorrow since I'm off I dunno! BOB
