Xqulth: Okay confusion set aside, Skye is a character from my twilight fic. She and all my other characters are currently mad at me for some strange unknown reason. So I will be doing this alone and while you're reading I will be making a deal with them. I own nothing. Damn.

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Well that didn't go over very well, I noted in my head while looking over the piece of paper on my desk.

"You will not be trying to read anything or anyone into that cursed book!" Mo yelled at me. Now Mo rarely yelled and you had to get him really pissed off to do so.

"Why not? I can take care of myself Mo." I stated matter-of-factly. Still dressed in my black taekwondo uniform with my pulled up and my bow in my hand, I could look very intimidating. Especially if he could see the fire burning in my green eyes at this point.

"I will not lose another one of you three to that damned book!"

"You won't lose me because I have been reading stuff in and out of books a long time now!"

"If you knew this happened then why did you keep reading?!"

"BECAUSE YOU WOULDN'T READ TO ME OUT LOUD AND I WAS TIRED OF THE GOD DAMNED SILENCE EVERYTIME A BOOK APPEARED!!!!" I screamed at him in frustration. Why couldn't he just get the point and let me have the slip of paper, "besides," I started again in a calmer voice, "if you won't let me whose to say I won't just steal it."

"I-I ju-"Mo stuttered

"Exactly." I said and marched up to my room grabbing the book and paper as I went upstairs to the attic. Dusty's old room, my current one.

I wrote over and over what I was going to read but none of it would work. Hearing a knock at my door I turned to see my mom standing in the doorway. I smiled and she walked in and sat next to me signaling a question. Are you sure you want to go? It's dangerous there.

"I know. I've always wanted to go. Ever since I was a little kid. I dreamt about going to the Ink world and being able to perform with the motley folk or ride horses through the wayless woods. But now I'm not sure if I can. I can't find the right words to write." My mother took the paper and looked at it. She scribbled something down and looked at it. Just write what comes natural. I looked at her and nodded. She got up and walked out.

"Thank you." I whispered to her as she walked through the door way. Thinking of words I absolutely knew were in Inkheart. I knew one thing for certain. Meggie and Farid, they told me they wanted to come, I was going to put down somewhere else. My journey would be on my own. I would give them the book though, that much I could give them. Grabbing my backpack, I pulled my black taekwondo uniform back on and put extra arrows in my pack along with a hoodie and other clothes.

I took the stairs two at a time trying to get to the living room as fast as I could. Meggie and Farid were on the couch when I jumped too the bottom step.

"You guys ready?" I asked and saw Gwin crawl in Farid's backpack. Grimacing at thought that the book's ending may succeed, I sat next Meggie and pulled out one piece of paper. As I started to read I felt the words roll of my tongue and began to feel as if I were there. I glanced to the side and noticed that they were gone. Jotting a quick note to Mo, mom and Aunt Elinore I grabbed my bow.

Dear Mo, Mom, Aunt Eli,

I have read Meggie and Farid into Inkheart together. I had read myself into the book separately. Don't worry about us. Farid will take care of Meggie and I can take care of myself. You will see that I took my bow. Mom, keep Mo from doing something stupid.

~Reiley

I smiled at my nickname for my Aunt. She didn't seem to mind and actually seemed to like it. I pinned the note somewhere noticeable and pulled out my last piece of paper, beginning to read.

"And so the girl that fell in love with the book itself appeared into the woods just outside of Ombra where the Motley Folk were performing." I felt the words roll off my tongue and I felt like I was in the world I was reading about. Looking out of the corner of my eye I noticed foliage everywhere. I had done it. I read myself into Inkheart! Checking through my stuff to make sure everything made it, I heard a rustle in the bushes beside me. I strung my bow as quickly as possible and knocked an arrow, aiming for the sound. A small horned martin walked out of the bushes and lowered my bow, unknocking the arrow and putting in back in the quiver. I held out my hand and it came to me sniffing my hand for food. Smiling, I ran my hand over its head and down it's back.

"Hey there, little one." I said. It jumped onto my shoulders and settled into my pack. Rolling my eyes I told it, "Fine, but you're working to stay there."

Walking through the forest I tried to think of a name for her. Why are there no good names! I'll think of one eventually. I continued to the town thinking that this is one adventure I can't wait to tell Mo.

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X: So this is about 965 words. I hope I didn't skimp on details. However I need help think of a name for my little martin, who will have a character page on the official website for my stories. Once again the site is: www . newlondoner . webs . com

Don't forget its without the spaces. My characters are still on strike. Damn