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can we decide on a transition, then i can get rid of the XXXtransitionXXX





Homeroom: 7:00pm
Social studies: 7:30pm
Science: 8:30 pm
Lunch: 9:00
The list seemed to go on forever. Ethan had to read the whole schedule. The whole thing. He liked his school in Edmonton better. At least there, he had known the class times. Now he had to replace those words and numbers in his brain with these new ones. He sighed. It was so boring. It was 2016; you’d think they’d know how to make a schedule interesting. But no, it had to be a long list of classes and times. Ethan was fifteen, tall, slightly tanned, and had blue eyes. His hair was blonde-brown, and somewhat spiky. He had just moved here to Denver from Edmonton, Canada, because his mother had just died of TB, and his father couldn’t get a job in the oil mines. Ethan kept scanning the schedule. Then someone bumped him from the side. Hard. He jumped aside before he could be unbalanced. Tony was standing there. Tony was eighteen, and built like a barrel. He was also the biggest bully in the school. “What’s wrong, coward? Can’t fight me?” making a bring it on gesture with his hands. That got Ethan.
"I could've sworn I saw his eyes flash gold," whispered an awed student.
   "Just for a second there..."
    The rumours went on and on, but Ethan ignored them. Five minutes later, he was walking away. Tony was hunched over, with bruises all over his body. Ethan knew he would get in huge trouble for using karate on someone like that, but he didn’t really care. Tony had it coming. It was his own fault for messing with him. Little did he know that that moment would change his life forever. No one noticed, could have noticed, the presence in the room. An ancient presence. A powerful presence. And as Ethan walked out the door to go to homeroom, it was watching him.
Melody inched down the hallway, keeping her eyes on her feet. Maybe today Tony would choose someone else to pick on…She sighed. One could only hope.
Suddenly, there was a small commotion near Tony’s locker. “Can’t fight me?” Well, guess who? Tony. Mel backed away a little, before realizing that the bully wasn’t talking to her, but the new kid. Mel racked her brain, but couldn’t come up with the boy’s name. Uncertainly, Mel stayed to watch.
That was when it happened. For the briefest second, Mel could have sworn his eyes were gold. Just for an instant, and then the unnatural color was gone.
“I could’ve sworn I saw his eyes turn gold,” Mel whispered, awed, to a peer. Usually, she didn’t talk to fellow students, but this—this was special, Mel was sure. Could she have been the only one to see the strange occurrence?
No. Now everyone was confirming her sight. “Just for a second there…” agreed one student. “Pure gold…” murmured another.
The new kid began to pummel Tony, which made Mel laugh despite herself. Finally, someone was beating the bully for a change! The laughter didn’t last long. Soon, the new kid was walking away from a bruised and beat up Tony.
Kids cleared the hallways. Now that the excitement was over, they all needed to get to class. Melody knew that some teachers, especially Mr. Whitbocker, could be harsh with the late kids.
Forming a rare smile, Melody turned to go to Home Room.
She ignored the feeling that she and Tony were not the only ones remaining the halls.




Ethan now disliked this school even more. He constantly had to look over his shoulder in case Tony was planning on surprising him as revenge for being humiliated like that. Ethan now took precautions and sat behind and to the side of Tony in every class. Ethan was finishing Social Studies and in the hallway to science when he saw it. Thin strands of purple mist were swirling by the ceiling. As Ethan watched, they seemed to congregate into a figure. It was looking at him.
∞  ∞  ∞  ∞  ∞
Suddenly Ethan’s vision blacked out. It was only for a second, but when he regained his sight, something was wrong. The purple figure had gone, but that wasn’t what was strange. What was strange was that he could see [i]everything[/]. He could even see rust on the vents in the roof all the way down the hall. Ethan shook his head, and his vision returned to normal. ‘That was weird’ he thought. ‘Whatever’ he walked down the hall to go to science.

As soon as the final dismissal bell rang, the hallways were crammed with the usual after school traffic. Friends were hanging at lockers or texting each other from down the hall, most people were chattering about the fight in the morning. Mel, however was carrying out her normal routine and heading upstairs to the school library.
She walked home, and her dad always expected her at around 4:15, fifteen minutes after the library closed.
“Hello, Mel, how are you today?” If librarians were allowed to choose favorites, Mel would be Mr. Morris’s. Every day after school, Melody came to help sort books, laminate covers, or sometimes just read quietly. He never asked, Melody just did. It was part of her daily routine.
“Fine, Mr. Morris, how are you?”
“Swell,” Mr. Morris said, returning to his computer, where he was methodically scanning books. Melody set down her backpack and meandered among the bookshelves, searching for an unfamiliar cover.
Time flew, and before Mel knew it, Mr. Morris was picking up his bag. “I’m leaving, Mel. It’s 4:00. Are you good on your own?”
Mel nodded. “Yeah, I’ll be fine.”
“There’s another kid in here too, but he should be leaving before too long. It’s that new boy from Canada.”
“Got it,” Melody wasn’t really paying attention. She picked up a book and casually read the back cover. “Is this new?”
“Came in last week. Want me to check it out for you?”
“No, no, that’s okay. You can leave. Trust me, I’ll be back tomorrow.”
“Alright, if you’re sure. But someone else might check it out before you do.”
“Oh well.”
“Bye, Mel, see you tomorrow.” Mr. Morris said, hiking his bag farther up onto his shoulder, and leaving. Mel took the book, and sat down at one of the comfy chairs. Discreetly, she looked over the cover of the book at the new boy. Sure enough, it was the very same kid who had beat up Tony that morning. She contemplated going over and introducing herself, but decided she was too shy. Melody skipped the introduction and flipped right to the first page of the book. Soon, she was stuck in the magical world of Lexi and Damian, two unordinary heroes with unusual powers.
It was so riveting; she at first didn’t notice the noise coming from the hallway. When she did hear it, she just assumed it was the new student leaving. Finally, she thought, the entire library to myself!
But when she happened to glance up, she noticed the boy, eyebrows knit together, gazing worriedly outside. He dropped his book and rushed out to the hallway. Melody moved her gaze with him. What she saw made her drop the newest book in the library.
Outside was a giant ant.

Ethan dropped his book on advanced robotics and rushed to the window, were the ant stood outside on the playground, watching him. Suddenly it jumped at Ethan. The thin glass didn’t restrain it at all, and Ethan jumped backwards to avoid getting cut by the shimmering shards. Now the ant was in the library, and it looked as if it was out for blood. His blood. He quickly scanned the library until he saw a janitor’s cart in the corner. He pulled out a mop and snapped off the end, leaving him with a pretty good bo staff. He spun it around at the ant, pushing it back. Then he started attacking it, whipping blows at the legs and head, the areas that weren’t protected by a steel-like shell. But they weren’t doing anything. Then Ethan noticed the girl standing by the chairs. “Little help here?” he called as he kept slapping at the ant. The girl looked around. Then she picked up a book and threw it. It hit the ground just short of the ant’s side, causing it to turn. Ethan raised his makeshift bo staff into the air. When the ant turned back to face him, he slammed it down as hard as he could. The ant’s mandibles were crushed by the force, but Ethan’s staff was broken. No problem, he thought. He now had a short stick with a splintered, sharp end. If he could just get at the ant’s stomach… Then the girl helped again. She had grabbed a bottle of cleaning fluid from the janitor’s cart. She stomped her foot, and the ant turned to face her. Then she sprayed the poisonous fluid into the ants face. It reared on its back legs. Ethan couldn’t pass up this chance. He rolled forward between the ants legs and braced the stick against the ground, point up. Then he lay as low as he could. It was dangerous, he knew, but it was the only hope. Then the ant crashed down, straight onto the stick. It screamed horribly. Ethan let go of the stick and covered his ears. The girl did the same. Then the ant jumped aside. “Oh, come ON. Die already!” Ethan grumbled. Then he jumped at the ant, gripping it with two hands to hang on to its back. Suddenly he felt heat beneath his hands. The ant screamed and tried to jump away, but it seemed too weak. It collapsed to the ground. Then Ethan saw the burns. Where his hands had been were burns. They were so intense, they had seared through the shell and destroyed the ant’s vital organs. “What the-“ Ethan said. He checked his hands. They were fine. “What was that?”

Mel/Ula/Trev Myemeke attack

Ethan froze at the sight of the myrmekes. There were a dozen of them. It didn’t seem like such a large number until you saw their huge sizes and steel-like shells. Five kids, even if one could somehow turn into a tiger, couldn’t defeat them all. Could they? Ethan’s mind raced, thinking of plans, running through them, discarding them. Then he thought of one that might work. He looked around quickly. The myrmekes hadn’t seen them, so maybe they had a chance to pull this off. Ethan’s eye settled on a long, straight, tapered limb on a nearby tree. “Hey, Camilla?” Camilla turned to look at him. “Can you get that branch down?” “Sure.” She replied. She transformed into a tiger and jumped at the tree, snapping the limb off. Then he got another meter-long stick from an oak tree not far away. He tied the rock to the end of the branch with some string lying on the ground. They were ready.

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It seemed that as soon as he had gone over the plan with everyone, the myrmekes noticed the group of kids standing there. They quickly started to advance. the long stick was ready. It’s middle was on top of a large stone. The small end was on the ground, facing the myrmekes. The large end was in the air, held by Mel, Ula, and Trevor. Camilla stood beside it, in tiger form. Ethan stood close to the stick, holding the makeshift spear. The myrmekes hung back, puzzled by the strange arrangement. But one ran forward, straight onto the end of the stick, partway covered with leaves. Ula, Mel, and Trevor instantly pulled down end hard. The lever flipped the myrmeke into the air, and it landed on its back. Ethan rushed in, slamming the spear into the exposed stomach. Then the lever was engaged again, flipping the body away. Camilla’s job was to protect Ula, Mel, and Trevor while they operated the stick. More myrmekes came, but they were killed either by Ethan or Camilla. Then there was only three left. One rushed forwards, seeming to be about to go onto the stick. The lever was engaged too early, and the ant’s mandibles snapped the rising stick in half. Then the myrmeke retreated back. No they had no lever. But one myrmeke was no problem. Camilla and Ethan rushed forward. Camilla swiped at the myrmekes’s mandibles, smashing them, while Ethan drove the spear into its brain. The battle was almost over.
Everything stopped. It was as if time itself had paused. And then, as if from thin air, a figure rose up, glorious and mighty in his arrival to the teens.
Camilla growled, slipping out from under an ant. Ethan sliced an ant down its belly, before turning to snarl at the being. “What do you want?” he asked. Mel quietly rolled out from under her Myrmeke and stood beside the others.
“I am here to inform you of something special you each have,” the being said. “Each of you is like me.”
“And who are you?” Ula wondered.
“My name…is Gutyuroid. And I am a Yugolunite.” the being announced with great authority. “And you, my friends, are legendary.”
“Cut to the chase.” Ethan said, glancing at the surrounding Myrmekes. “We don’t have all day.”
“You’re right.” The Yugolunite sighed. “Under normal circumstances, my power would allow me to keep this time barrier up for more than twenty four hours, but now…” he grimaced, as if under physical pain. “Well, here’s where you come in. Each of you is part of an ancient race of humans. Each of you has powers.”
Mel gasped. Powers? Like his stopping time? What were hers? She could tell each of her new allies was thinking similarly, but no one said anything.
“Camilla, as you already know, can turn into a tiger. Ula, you have a similar power. Instead of turning into a tiger, you turn into a wolf. Mel, you can turn into any canine you want to. ”
“How?” Ula asked, baffled.
“Well, if I remember correctly, you’ve already had a snippet of your power.”
Mel didn’t interrupt. She had no idea how she would transform! But even as she was thinking, she found herself shrinking, squatting down on all fours. Her nose grew longer, and her mouth morphed to combine with her now elongated muzzle. Fur sprouted all over her body. All this happened in less than two seconds, and Mel was left in awe.
“Ethan,” continued the being. “You have a slightly different power. You can transform part way into an eagle, only sprouting wings or you can decide to take on full eagle form. Trevor, your biggest power is teleportation. You can teleport anywhere you’ve already been, but the farther the distance, the more it drains you.”
Trevor nodded, but didn’t try out his newly discovered power. “But that’s not all you can do. You can also turn invisible for a short period of time, along with static electricity, used for shutting down electrical devices or giving slight shocks.”
“That’s not fair,” Camilla said quickly. “How come he gets three powers?”
“You all do,” The Yugolunite reassured her. “For example, you can turn into other big cats for 30 minutes at a time, and travel through time for 10 minutes. Ethan, you can throw fire and ice balls as well as change colors to blend in with surfaces, like a chameleon.” The Yugolunite turned to Ula. “And you can form a small 'link' to the person you love most, meaning if they are in danger you will know. You may also send a short message, memory, or image to the same person. Your last power is talking to animals while in your human form.”
At last the ancient being turned to Mel. “You, my friend, can read the stars. If you know someone’s zodiac sign, birthday, and place of birth, you can read their fortune in the stars. Your final power is the ability to see glimpses of the future while dreaming.”
Each of the kids looked at themselves and each other with new eyes. With eyes of power and newly found wisdom. “These powers alone will not protect you,” warned the Yugolunite. “And that is why, with the last of my power, I have shaped armor, unique for each of you.” He distributed the armor.
Mel’s was a light chain-mail sweatshirt that she could easily slip over her head. It was created by several blacks links forged together, but somehow lighter than a feather. Easy to maneuver in, but still definitely able to protect her, it also came with a hood she could use to cover her head. As well as the new sweatshirt, Mel also received a lightweight belt, complete with a black knife about a foot long. Completing her outfit was a pair of seemingly normal tennis shoes, but when she leaned down to put them on, she discovered that inside was a layer of the same material as her hoodie. She gazed up at the Yugolunite, expressing her gratitude without words.
Ethan’s armor was incredible. It was mostly made of some light fabric that seemed to have all the properties of steel. It changed colour when he did, and he could change it into a small stone with an eagle insignia on it at will. It was almost exactly like a ninja suit but for the helmet, which was as light, but made of metal. It changed with the fabric. It had a rounded top, and plates down his neck. A steel spike was attached to each plate, and along the center of his scalp. The helmet came down to his eyebrows and, on the side of his head, his jaw. It had strips of metal going down to the bridge of his nose, and from just in front of his ears to the side and under his mouth. Two katanas hung in scabbards at his waist. They were made of the same metal as the helmet, and perfectly balanced.  They had razor edges that looked like they could cut through steel, and the grip was silver. One katana had a screw at the end of the handle, and the other had a hole. They screwed together to make a portable, sharp, bo staff. Also attached to his belt was a pouch. He opened it. It had two compartments. One held ten shurikens, and the other held ten poisoned caltrops. a loop of fabric on the outside held a foot-long dagger. Everything was razor sharp.
[Insert various Armor Descriptions here.]

After dispensing all the armor, the Yulogunite looked weaker than before. He took a shaky breath. “With this armor and your new powers, all five of you will do great things.” He looked each one in the eyes. “Defeat the monstrous army. Defeat the beast that poisoned me…” he took his last breath before saying, “that killed me.”
The Yugolunite flickered and disappeared. They were on their own. For a second they stood there, frozen. Then Ethan turned around to face the monsters that would soon start moving and attack them. He pulled the pouch off his belt and scattered poisoned caltrops on the ground in front of them. Then pulled out both his katanas. The others followed his lead. Camilla turned into a tiger, Ula into a wolf, and Mel into a coyote. Trevor’s hands sparked with electricity. “Let’s do this.” Ethan said, right before the time wall wore off.

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With the bubble of frozen time gone, the monsters were now moving. Very quickly. Towards them. Then they stopped abruptly. To them, it looked like five seemingly harmless kids had become much more deadly, and three of them had turned into very mean-looking animals. Then their leader rallied them. Two Cyclops ran towards the group. One was fried to a crisp by Ethan’s fireball, and the other was zapped to death from the bolts of electricity shooting from Trevor’s hand. The monsters hung back at that, reluctant to engage with these creatures that were almost certainly not human. The leader called out threats, and the monsters charged, the first few falling from the fast-acting poison on the caltrops in front of them. The group reacted, charging at the monsters. Then they met. Blood spurted from wounds, and snapping sounds could be heard as tiger, wolf and coyote claws broke bones. Trevor, knowing that electricity could go into his friends if he hit the main group, instead electrocuted any monsters that tried to attack from different directions. Ethan’s katanas were like arcs of light, slicing into any monsters they came across. Monster bodies littered the ground. But the group was not untouched. A long gash ran down Ula’s flank from a myrmeke mandible, and Ethan’s head was bruised from repeated hits from a Cyclops. Even Trevor was injured, with a large cut on the back of his hand. But they were winning. There were barely ten monsters left, and they were retreating. Ethan reached into the pouch at his belt and hurled shurikens into monster’s foreheads and hearts. Trevor zapped them with strong bolts of electricity. And Ula, Camilla, and Mel formed a wedge shape and plowed into the monsters, followed by Ethan, slicing with the bo staff formed by screwing his katanas together, widening the path cleared through the few monsters. Then the only one left was the lead monster. It was a treant, a living, evil oak tree. A bolt of electricity from Trevor stunned it, then it was burned to ashes from Ethan’s fireball. The battle was over.

Last edited by destructo-serpent (2013-04-08 15:49:50)

AwesomeStar360 wrote:

Username: AwesomeStar360
What are you applying for?: Im a nightmare
What would you rate yourself on Writing/Editing/Ideas(depends on what you are applying for): 8.5/10
What kind of books would you like to see this group make?(Fantasy, Mystery,Sci-Fi, etc.): Nightmare
Any other information you'd like to share: If you need an example of my scarey writing, I can write you something, but here  is an example of my writing other wise. I made some grammar issues, but I didnt think anyone would actually read or like the writing.

Accepted! If we ever get a writing spot open in the future, you will be the one to fill it.
Ps. I love Warriors! 

I think your armor is good, but a visual would be great 

madbunnygal wrote:

Waffle27 wrote:

I think your armor is good, but a visual would be great 

Yeah, It is hard to explain

A lot of things can be. I geuss thats why they say a picture is worth a thousand words.

gold is weak and heavy. that means a gold sword would be way too heavy to be effective, and a steel sword could probably cleave the blade in half. also, if her arrows are gold, they won't fly far.

lundfamily3 wrote:

destructo-serpent wrote:

gold is weak and heavy. that means a gold sword would be way too heavy to be effective, and a steel sword could probably cleave the blade in half. also, if her arrows are gold, they won't fly far.

Also a steel sword would slice her armor in half, ad it's gold too.

yeah. plus her armor would probably be too heavy to dodge anything. or swordfight. or move 

now what are we doing? waiting for Waffle to do the camping scene?

Waffle27 wrote:

What  I said I dont want to do the camping scene!

??? i didn't see that post. i can do it then.

Waffle27 wrote:

destructo-serpent wrote:

Waffle27 wrote:

What  I said I dont want to do the camping scene!

??? i didn't see that post. i can do it then.

okay, thank you.

k. ill work on it. so, meet up, test powers,camp out, bear comes up, either have to talk them out of it, or scre it off, then its uneventful. right?

Waffle27 wrote:

Yes Indeed.

k. so how about they try to talk the bear out of it, then it trys to attack them, then they have to scare it away.

Waffle27 wrote:

destructo-serpent wrote:

Waffle27 wrote:

Yes Indeed.

k. so how about they try to talk the bear out of it, then it trys to attack them, then they have to scare it away.

Pretty much yes.

k.

lundfamily3 wrote:

You guys mean Ula talks the bear out? She dan talk to animals in her human form 

Yup yup    Or at least thats what I was thinking.

I...dont know. That last one is as final as it gets I suppose. Why do you need it?