A/N: Hi~~~ I know it's been more than two days but I had to write my main project before I could work on this. Before I start I would like to thank my first follower EllieRose618. You rock! This chapters for you deary XD
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Old P.S.118
In a field a couple of miles outside of town there is an old school building. The building used to house the many students and classes from the city of Hillwood nearby. As the years went on, the city progress and technology advanced the ten mile walk from the city to the countryside became too tedious. So the city built a new school within the city and P.S.118 began to wither away.
At least it would have if it hadn't fallen into the waiting hands of the Charcoal Feathers….
In an empty hallway filled with abandoned things and debris walked a moody blonde girl carrying a large box. The only thing she had to light her way was a dim flashlight and the glow from her halo that floated spinning over her head.
"Why do I gotta do all the cleaning in this dump?" she grumbled to herself angrily, "Just because I don't have a real job like Phoebe or May I got to work my wings off cleaning this dump!" she got to a door and dropped the box of junk on the ground and pulled a lighter and cigarette out of the pocket of her dusty white jacket. "Crimeny that junk is heavy!" she took a drag and as an afterthought rolled her shoulder and stretched her tiny charcoal grey wings. "I really gotta talk to Robert, or 'Mr. Simmons' as he likes to call himself, about getting some real better flashlights."
Placing the lighter back in her pocket she opened the door. Inside the room was more dust and debris but what caught the girls attention was the enormous milky white cocoon in the middle of the floor.
It had grown so large it had taken up almost the entire wall. It seemed to glow with a bluish light and huge white veins crisscrossed the outside of the bulbous cocoon.
"OH CRUD!" The girl yelled slamming the door shut, her heart pounding out of her chest. After pulse rate went down a little bit she opened the door again to see that the cocoon was still there, "Crimeny it really is a cocoon!" the cigarette fell out of her mouth as her jaw dropped. "I gotta tell someone! I gotta get Robert!" she ran down the hallway back the way she came.
She was halfway down the hallway before she turned around and ran back toward the room. She stood panting in front of the doorway and gaped at the cocoon. Then she remembered why she ran back there and stomped her still lit cigarette out. "Crimeny this is gonna be big! Hug even!"
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"Hurry Gerald!" Phoebe shouted excitedly. "I want to get back soon so I can examine the cocoon!" Her wigs flapped erratically at the prospect of new knowledge.
"Calm down woman!" Gerald huffed peddling as fast as he could on his little bike, "It'll still be there when we get there. So chill!" It's bad enough I gotta peddle a bike carrying you and doing all the work, he though aggravated, I really don't need you yelling in my ear like you're crazy!
"I'm sorry Gerald. I'm just really excited," she said happily.
Her apology soothed his nerves and he began peddling harder much to her delight.
Soon the old school building was in sight and Phoebe jumped off the bike in favor of running into the building, her light blue skirt fluttering behind her. She was at the top of the stairs her, face bright as the sun reflected off her glasses made her long black hair shine, "Come on Gerald!" she yelled in her mousy voice.
"Alright alright, I'm coming!" he grinned getting off his bike. He wiped his sweaty palms on his red jersey and black jeans and raced up the steps to meet phoebe.
They entered the building together and turned their name tags around to show that they were back.
PHOEBE- IN, GERALD-IN, LILA-IN, HELGA-IN, MAY-OUT
"It seems May is still at the library," Phoebe commented as they walked down the hallway to the cafeteria.
"Knowing her she's probably sleep," Gerald snickered with his hands in his pocket.
"I hope she makes it back soon," Phoebe said worriedly.
"She'll be fine Phoebe," he sighed, "and even if she does come back late she still she still has her halo." He reached up and tapped her floating halo. It moved back and forth for a bit before finding its center and spinning once more.
Phoebe giggled and a blush rose to her cheeks, "Well I guess-,"
"PHEEBS!" a voice yelled as the passed the main hall way.
"Oh, hello Helga," the petite Asian said to the panting blonde girl, "What's wrong?"
"I need your help! The stupid kids won't leave the hallway where the cocoon is," she growled her blue eyes narrowing, "I swear one day I'm gonna-,"
"Calm down Helga," Gerald grinned, "Why don't you get Mr. Simmons to talk to them."
"Oh please Geraldo," Helga huffed flipping her long blonde hair, "You know damn well Robert cant wrangle those munchkins for shi-,"
"Helga!" Phoebe squeaked.
"What you know it's true!" she smirked. "He'll just end up giving them one of his 'special talks' and that's another thing we got- Wait what am I doing I need to get back to the cocoon! You two come with me. You can distract the brats!" Helga grabbed Phoebe's wrist and raced back down the hallway she came from.
"Helga," phoebe huffed trying to keep up with the leggy blonde, "Can we slow down? And what about Gerald?"
"We can't slow down Pheebs," Helga huffed running up a flight of stairs, "I wanna be there when it opens! I don't want the person to be alone when hatches!"
Phoebe smiled at her friend's enthusiasm and increased her speed.
It wasn't long before they reached the hallway where the cocoon was and it was packed with little kids with charcoal grey wings.
"Move it shorty! One side bucko!" Helga yelled pushing the kids out of her way, "I'm walking here! Hey! Step on my foot again I'll knock you into next week with Ole Betsey!" She pushed her way to the closed cocoon door and turned to scowl at the little kids. "You better leave or I'll pound you!"
"Why do you have to be so mean all the time Hel-ga?" a younger chubby boy in a blue shirt asked in a taunting manner. "We wanna see the cocoon too."
"To bad pink boy. This is only for big Charcoal Feathers." she smirked, "And as fat as you are you're not big enough yet Harold."
"That's mighty mean Helga," a skinny boy in a green shirt drawled, "We just wanna see one on a counta we've never seen a cocoon before."
"That's too bad Stinko 'cause you're not gonna see one today." Helga shouted as the kids started yelling at her.
"Helga isn't Mr. Simmons making his 'special' pudding for snack?" Phoebe said loudly as all the kids looked her way.
"He sure is Pheebs," Helga replied catching on quick to what her friend was doing, "to celebrate the new cocoon and everything. What flavor did he say he was making again?"
"I do believe he said he was making two flavors," she smiled, "lemon and chocolate if I remember correctly."
"LEMON PUDDING!?" the boy in the green shirt yelled before taking off down the hallway to get a cup of lemon dessert that did not exist. The other kids raced off after him eager and soon will find disappointment as well.
"Thanks Pheebs," Helga said opening the door, "Don't know what I would do without ya."
"No problem Helga!" Phoebe chirped following her friend into the dimly lit room.
It was the same as it was this morning except the roots seemed to have spread some and it looked a tad bigger. A red headed girl with twintails stared up at the cocoon in awe.
"It's ever so beautiful!" she sighed with a slight country accent.
"I heard you the last twenty times you said it Lila," Helga snorted, "You get the stuff I told you to get?"
"Oh yes," she said happily and gestured to the wall, "I got all the cleaning supplies you wanted Helga."
"Can somebody tell me why all the kids are running down the hallway like bats out of hel- Whoa," Gerald said stepping into the room, "Glad I got off of work early for this!"
"It's so intriguing!" Phoebe squeaked looking closely at the giant cocoon, "To think it started out only as big as a dandelion puff! I wish I had been able to document the growth rate day by day." Her wings flapped happily as she daydreamed for the scientific discoveries she could have made. "From now on we should make the effort to check around the school to make sure that the cocoons don't hatch by themselves.
"The outside is turning charcoal grey. It's probably gonna hatch soon," said a feminine voice from the doorway.
"May! I was worried you wouldn't get back before dark," Phoebe turned to the brown skinned curly haired girl.
"Well I got tired on the walk back so I stopped and read a book," May smiled tiredly.
"Well it's a good thing you're back," Helga grinned impishly, "We need as many hands as we can get to clean this place up. I'd feel bad for the yutz born in this trash heap."
"Boy howdy its looks like a huge monster egg!" a voice said from the hallway.
"I recon you're right Sid," the little boy from earlier drawled.
"WHAT DID I SAY!?" Helga yelled charging the two small boys in the hall, "That's it wimps, it's time for a beat down from Ole Betsy and the Five Avengers!"
"Run Stinky!" the little boy in a green hat and white cowboy boots yelled as they both ran from the blonde terror.
"Next time you come back I'll pound ya, you paste for brains!" She yelled down the hall while shaking her fist.
"She been acting crazy like this all day?" May asked Phoebe.
"Oh you know Helga," Phoebe chirped, "she's just excited. It's not every day a Feather is born."
"I'm ever so excited as well!" Lila said happily clasping her hands together, "It'll be like getting a new sibling."
"I can barely stand the 'siblings' we have," Gerald snickered. "Anyway let's get started on this room before Helga gives us the old one, two."
Inside the cocoon…
What is this? Another dream…
A/N: So there ya have it the official start to the story! I just recently decided to have the entire P.S.118 kids in the story. But the main five(Lila, Phoebe, Gerald, Helga, ? mystery kid in cocoon) and May( which is me by the way. Yay me!) are like 17 and the rest of the gang like 10. Mr. Simmons isn't a Charcoal Feather but he volunteers there to help teach the younger kids. They have wings but they're too small to fly with and halos. Like I said in summery NOT DEAD! THEY ARE NOT DEAD. ! I just wanted to reiterate that so I don't get and crazy reviews or pms about dead characters. One last time for the challenged THEY NO DEAD! Alright now I'll update in a couple of days. If you have any questions regarding things that have happened so far leave a review and I'll answer them at the beginning of the next chapter.
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