For those who dont play Wizard101 and read my story (Prob nobody, but still)

Here are some pictures of the places the S.A. have been, are at the moment, and will be. Hopefully it will give you an image of what the place looks like when you read :D
Here is the order: Wizard City, Krokotopia, Marleybone, Mooshu, and Dragonspyre (Coming soon).

By the way-- Sorry for the fuzziness of the pictures. I cant do much to fix it :P

Chapter 49 :)

Chapter forty-nine—Criminals to Accomplices

          It was a miracle that we reached Fiona’s cottage in a matter of ten or fifteen minutes. Natalia was sitting on the doorstep, while Abby was pacing.

“Are you people insane?” Sophia exclaimed. “Why aren’t you inside with Fiona?”

Abby turned, and her face was evidently relieved to see us, but she still held a glimmer in her eyes that told us to stop and shut up. “Abby, what’s wrong?” I asked cautiously and slowly, my eyes narrowing.

“Because, it’s not just Fiona that’s in there.” Abby replied neutrally. “We’re in some deep shiz, guys.”

“What are you talking about?” Nikki’s voice wavered. “Has something happened to Fiona?”

“No, no…” Abby snarled, and I was surprised at her tone. She wasn’t usually this anger prone. Natalia, however, sat on the step with no emotion on her face.

“Then what’s going on?” I asked, now irritated. “Why can’t we go inside?”

“Yes, Mary.” I stiffened, feeling my blood rush to my feet. This can’t be real. “Why don’t you come inside?”

I looked up slowly, connecting eyes with Sierra, who held the door open. Her lips were pursed, but her eyes showed nothing. Behind her was Alia, Ronan (who must have got them here somehow), and a familiar looking guy with tan skin and greenish brown hair. What hurt me most of all, however, was Fiona’s hurt, betrayed face, staring right at me in the birthday chair I had sat in this morning. “Fiona, I-“

“You never told me you were all fugitives.”

My voice stuck in my throat. Nikki saved me, however. “We aren’t, we were framed-“

“We know.” Alia replied solemnly. “Come inside, we have a lot to explain.”

“You… Know?” I raised my eyebrow as we carefully walked into the cottage. Nobody spoke, and we just stood there, being stared at by the crowd of people, as if we were being interrogated. I barely noticed Xena, who I hadn’t seen in so long, fly over my head. I opened my mouth to say something, but closed it.

“We came here without the Enforcement knowing.” Sierra explained. “This is how the Queen doesn’t know.”

“T-the Queen?” Fiona gasped, and she put her head in her hands, whimpering. “I was housing criminals of the Queen of Marleybone.”

Natalia came and sat down next to Fiona, putting her gentle head on Fiona’s shoulder, as if Fiona was her mother. She did not speak.

“The Queen is not the kind of person to attack people like you, especially after all you’ve done.” Alia explained. “However, you were not the kind of people to attack the

Royal Court

, either, as they had said you had done.”

“We had, but only to defend ourselves.” Sophia protested. We explained the whole situation of what had happened that night, while they sat quietly and listened.

“Well, that’s a whole different point of view.” Sierra frowned. “But we believe you. The Queen has definitely not been… Good, lately. We think she may be an ally to Malistaire.”

“She was scared of him, though.” I sighed. “On the night of the attack, she saw him and she freaked.”

“She didn’t expect him to come, most likely.” The boy’s voice was a sneaky, deep voice. I didn’t like him. “Malistaire probably sent somebody to talk to her for him, not in person. She could have been working for him, but never was given the chance to see him face to face.”

“That makes sense.” Abby spoke up, but she was staring strangely at the boy. “Who are you?”

“Juan Firestone, at your service.” He looked like he was trying to do a smolder, but failed.

“Alright, then.” Sophia replied, awkwardly. Was I the only one who thought Juan was creepy?

“So, why are you here and how did you find us?” I asked, crossing my arms. Xena squawked, and flew over to my chair, and sat near me like a bird.

“You left immediately; therefore you left a lot of stuff behind. We managed to take some things before they took away all your stuff for evidence.” Alia explained. She took out two objects in my bag, and I gasped. She held my mother’s letter, which was in an envelope, and the music box. “We used them to make a tracking potion. Later, we found Ronan, who happened to own a ship and personally know you. So, we took the ship and reached the portal in the middle of the Demetrius Ocean, using the tracking potion like a compass, and ended up here, right when this placed turned into chaos.”

“Uh, okay.” I took the objects away harshly, and Alia frowned. “What made you take these objects?”

“I took the objects that seemed most important to you.” Sierra spoke cautiously. “What’s wrong?”

“Did you… Read anything?” Abby asked slowly, as if you would say it a certain way, it would unlock the box that held the goodness. (In this case, a no.)

“I… No?” Sierra seemed confused. “Is there something I should have done?”

“No!” I replied quickly, stuffing the objects behind me. “You did fine.”

“Are you hid-“Alia started, but I already knew what she was going to say. I cut her off with the question that’s been nagging me since I saw them in Fiona’s cottage.

“Did Caspian come with you?” I can’t believe I just asked that. They stared at me, and I just shrugged. “What? I want to know.”

“No, he disappeared as well, soon after you left.” Sierra replied neutrally. “We don’t know where he went.”

“Oh?” Abby spoke quietly. I felt bad for her, considering that it was her brother.

Ronan spoke up, finally, which made me realize that Fiona and Natalia had still not said anything yet. Fiona was actually staring intently at Ronan, while Natalia looked exhausted. “We are here because we know you are innocent, and we think Marleybone is failing. By failing, I mean becoming under control by Malistaire. We decided to help you, on whatever you’re doing.”

“Uhh…” Sophia started, but Nikki elbowed her. We couldn’t say anything about the S.A... Not yet. “Then we are happy to have you here.”

“Well, this has been a crazy day.” I sighed, standing up. “But I think it’s time to-“

In a flash, it was total darkness. I didn’t even feel faint, or like I’ve been hit in the head. It was as though I just fell asleep, but well aware and alert. I couldn’t feel myself standing, or if I had collapsed on the floor. It was as though I just got sucked into one of my nightmares, or prophecies, but in the middle of being awake and alert?

I felt my lungs squeeze up, and I gasped. The scenery of pure darkness changed, and I was somewhere else.

The sky was swirling, black and red. I was in a castle-like area, with marble the colors of dark blues, maroons, and browns, with dragon details on every piece of masonry.

He stood in the center of an amphitheatre kind of area, his arms raised, one of them grasping the hair of a young boy, as if he was going to take flight into the starless sky. His mouth was open, and if he was finding pleasure somewhere, he smiled my smile, and groaned. The floor cracked, and a black, scaled hand reached out from the cracks. I heard him laugh while the boy cried in fear as a blackened and tattered cloaked figure rose above the ground, with horrendous scaled hands and yellow cat eyes that poked out from its hood.

In the moonlight, I saw it grow; now realizing that its face was a skull, and every bit of it was a skeleton under its silk, ripped cloak. I felt myself choke.

“Titan mortis! Tenebrarum rex! Da tuis dimittere volo!” Malistaire’s cloak whipped around him like black magic, and black smoke seemed to be forming around him. The monsterous thing lifted its hands, and a black sphere grew from its dead hands.

“Titan tenebrarum, succumberet me!” Malistaire spoke, as if in a ritual. This was a spell... I tried to move, to stop it, but I couldn’t move my feet. This vision was only for me to see, to listen, but not to act.

“Dimittam vos liberaverit, volo obediet. Nocte resurgent, restituo statera arbitrio fata!” I couldn’t understand anything, but I felt a certain darkness growing in my gut. I didn’t like this. I didn’t like this at all. This is bad... Real bad. It was almost too much for me to handle, but of course, he continued with that rich, chocolate like voice of his, speaking his last verse of his spell. “Interfice me lumen et frenis!” He threw the boy at the monster, and it grasped the boy in its arms, as if hugging the boy. The boy’s screams were muffled, and I couldn’t see the boy through its tattered robes.

I screamed, because there was a sudden sharp pain in my head. It was quick, but it felt as though my brain had exploded in a a matter of two or three seconds, and then fixed. The dead thing threw the orb into the sky, and I could see lightning flash, and thunder roar its might growls.

Five things came flying down from the sky, while the dead thing sunk back in the ground with the boy, a slight tremor through the broken rubble. The things in the sky had no wings, so I knew they would crash into the ground.

Please let them die. Dont let them live. Whatever they are, they dont belong! I prayed, but when they hit the ground, they landed on their feet with grace. They were like shadows, with no faces. They were so dark that I couldn’t see through them, but they were not solid.

“Go, my precious demons.” Malistaire laughed. “Falsarium-Noctis, find your hosts!”

They disappeared in seperate directions, and I felt myself shaking. I was shaking hard, my head rocking.

“Mary-!”

I fell to the ground, being shaked. It was hurting my head. “Stop!” I screamed.

“Mary, wake up!” I heard somebody shout, and I opened my eyes, relieved to find reality. I realized that I was crying, holding on to somebody’s arms, my knees buckling and almost to the ground. I was sobbing, shaking my head, knowing exactly what had happened.

Fiona and Natalia were pale, holding on to each other in worry, while the others had been trying to wake me up. Juan, however, sat in a chair, calmly observing me.

“What are you looking at?” I snarled. He raised his eyebrow.

“Mary,” Sophia cupped my reddened face gently. “What happened?”  

I grabbed her wrist, tears still falling. “He needed a diversion. He’s going to come back, and when he does, they are going to be with him.”

“Who, Mary? Whose ‘them?’” Abby asked, her voice shaking.

I stared, glancing at everybody in the room, my eyes stinging. I felt my voice waver when I answered. “Malistaire is preparing for war, and he has people like us. They’re going to find hosts.”

“What do you mean?” Ronan spoke up from the shadows, his voice dark, but with slight fear. He didn’t know about the Angels.

“Falsarium-Noctis.” I cried out, shaking my head. “He summoned them.”

“What the hell are we talking about?” Sierra exclaimed, frustrated.

          Natalia shook her little head. “I don’t like this!” She ran out of the room, surprisingly chaotic for such a calm person.

          “Wow, this ‘Falsarium-Noctis’ must be real bad.” Abby muttered. “We dont even know what it is, and she finds it scary.”

          “Forget this.” Sierra growled, picking up her luggage to move into a different room. “Nobody ever tells me crap, and this ain’t helping.”

          “Sierra, wait!” Alia followed Sierra empathetically, while Juan and Ronan stood there awkwardly.

          “Should I follow?” Ronan raised his eyebrow, his brown eyes staring at the doorway.

          “No,” Fiona replied quietly. “I have some extra room in the attic. Its not so dusty, and Juan and…”

          “Ronan.” I corrected, knowing she didn’t know anybody here.

          “You and Juan can stay up in the attic.” Fiona decided.

          “Thanks.” Ronan took his bags, and made his way up the stairs. Juan followed  him, but not before checking out Abby, whom flipped her black hair and turned, looking at me. Juan, the creep, followed Ronan upstairs. (Thank the Fates, because he’s a weirdo.)

          “Fiona, I…” I stammered.

          Fiona waved her hand, accepting with grace. “It’s alright…  I just need time to think. Goodnight, girls.”

          I fell back into a chair, my hand on my forward. “I wonder whats wrong with me.”

          “Mary… You know nothing is wrong with you.” Nikki protested kindly.

          “Your nice, so of course you would say that.” I sighed, turning my head towards her. “I’m officially physic, or something. I can’t say that I’m not a tiny bit freaked.”

          “Yeah, one moment you were talking, and the next-“ Abby spoke.

          “You were in my arms, passing out.” Sophia finished for her. “What did you see, Mary?”

          I shut my eyes tight. “I saw Malistaire, in an amphitheatre kind of place. The sky was all black and red, and there was lots of wind.” I told them the rest, about the dead thing, about the shadows, and about the spell. I remembered every part of it vididly, even the spell itself.

          “Wait a second.” Nikki gasped. “I heard about this ‘dead thing’ before.” She closed her eyes, nodded, and spoke: “This ‘dead thing’ you are talking about is called a Wraith. It’s a symbol for the Titan of Death, which is currently locked up in the Underworld with the other Titans, unless its released. As legend has it, if you release the Death Titan, it will grant you a single wish, and will go back down to its prison if you offer it a sacrifice.”

          “Wow, you really do have permenant memory.” Abby’s eyes widened. Nikki grimaced.

          “Malistaire had a boy with him.” I spoke with dread. “He gave it to the Wraith.”

          “Titan of Death.” Sophia’s voice trembled.

          “Malistaire evidently asked for Demons, opposite of the Seraphina-Alleyen, which may be the Falsarium-Noctis.” Nikki continued. “The Titan of Death, however, only takes and gives souls, not bodies. Therefore, hence the “host” part of the vision, they must find a body of their own, most likely the closest body that is near the ritual that had been cast. Concerning the amount of Demons, I’d say there are as many Demons as there are of the S.A..”

          “Well, hell.” Abby crossed her arms. “We’re fighting Malistaire and six Demons?”

          “Five,” I corrected. “I saw five.”    

          “But there are six of the Seraphina-Alleyen, total.” Sophia looked confused.

          “But Abby is only half-Seraphina Alleyen.” I responded. “But what I dont understand is why the Fates could let this happen? I mean, they created us for a reason, and that was to restore the Scales of Good and Evil, or the Scales of Life. Letting these Demons roam free will just tip the scales before we even had the chance to fix it.”

          “Maybe we were too good.” Nikki pondered, her chin in her hand. “We have been quite charitable.”

          I did a long groan. “Well, we all know something.”

          “And what is that?” Abby asked.

          “That Malistaire is starting a war.” I answered. “And I think he’s going to be using the undead.”

Christian song... I LOVE IT

The meaning of this song is actually quite gruesome, lolz... But I still love the song :)

Sneakers Peakers

THIS IS THE PROPHECY WHICH WILL BE COMING SOON :D

Oracle: "I see... I see... Wisdom. So much pain... But your wisdom endures."
Oracle: "Your father has no humanity in his eyes..." *Shudder*
Oracle: "The bleeding night shall unfold, and through the eyes of a betrayer you will gain regretful peace, and the lips of a lover will bare fangs of bloodlust and the yearning of the crescent moon behind the forest trees."
Oracle: "Evil will be awakened in the midst of opposite powers, and the loss of a scarlet rose with the eyes of the moon will grip the son of a man who forgets his name."
-This is where the Oracle begs Mary to stop making her speak the prophecy because its bringing the Oracle pain... A.K.A., there's blood coming out of her eyes
Oracle: "The life of a father shall live once more, while his daughter deceased in the abyss of flame and scarlet blood. The father of darkness shall never leave the mind of thee

Chapter 48 :)

Chapter forty-eight—Surprises of celebration

The morning bore a warm, humid sunrise. The sky was a gentle pink, with hints of bright orange and vivacious reds. The grass was wet, as though it had rained, but there was not a puff of white cloud in the sky.

I had awaken long before, but I was sitting outside on the steps, my feet deep in the grass and in my night clothes. My hair was bedridden and surprisingly long, now reaching down past my chest, pretty much five or six inches past my shoulders.

Monks were starting to take their early walks, with their stick-like staffs and yellow and maroon robes. Most of them had beards, but were bald as a mole.

I noticed that people only seemed to come out of their cottages when the light of the sun peaks all the way across the tall mountains. It seemed as though people here were afraid of the darkness; I, myself, have thought that something strange loomed eerily in the night. I’ve gotten shivers while I slept- but of course, I have been thinking it was the cold.

Well, it doesn’t seem very cold, considering that the temperature at the moment was quite balmy.

As if on que, Fiona seemed to poke her head out from the window, which strangely brought out a sweet essence to my nose, like frosting. Strands of auburn hair fell past her face, which made it seem to glow with the light of the sunrise behind her. “Mary, are you alright, dear?”

“Yes, I’m fine.” I smiled kindly. “I’m just enjoying the scenery.”

I saw her eyes waver to the sun’s direction. “How long have you been out here?”

It took a large might not to roll my eyes; she might have thought it was rude. “I have been out here since the sun has risen.”

Fiona nodded, and I saw her relax slightly. Even she has the night jitters. “Come inside soon, sweetheart, its warmer inside. I’ll be making breakfast soon.”

Soon after Fiona left, it was Abby who had beckoned me inside. She had a strange grin on her face, which made me think that she was up to something rather mischievous. It was her prank face.

Halfway inside, I took her wrist cautiously, and asked: “What did you do?”

She did an impressive blank face. “What do you mean?”

Her voice was too innocent, and I smirked, walking inside with her at my tail.

When I stepped inside, I had to blink twice. My mouth gaped open when I heard everybody shout. “Happy birthday!”

I felt myself redden in embarrassment, now knowing that I had forgotten my own birthday. There was a small cake on the dining table, and a balloon tied to one of the chairs. I realized that when I had been outside, they must have secretly made the cake. That’s where the sweet smell was coming from!

“H-how’d you all know?” I gasped, giggling, and rather shocked.

“I recall of you telling me your birthday once.” Abby smirked, with her arms crossed. “I’m surprised you didn’t see our master plan on throwing you a surprise party.”

I didn’t say anything, considering that I didn’t want them to know that I had forgotten it was my birthday. I mean, who does that? It was a small party, but it was the thought that counts. “Thanks, a lot.” I laughed. “Nobody has done this for me before.”

“We’ve got a whole bunch of things planned.” Sophia exclaimed quickly, all in party-mode. Now that I think about it, she can be quite the social butterfly, for a master huntress. “We have cake, presents, and Fiona said that there’s going to be a carnival this afternoon to thank Moodha, a wise spirit whom they worship.”

“Moodha brings peace.” Natalia’s voice sprang out of nowhere, almost dreamily. I glanced at her, and she was carrying a basket of blankets to the living room.

I sighed. “Isn’t it a bad time to be having fun? Shouldn’t we plan things out, in case Malistaire attacks?”

“Mary, all we have done is plan, work, fight, and plan again. It’s been an overall pattern of learning new things that want to kill us, then we take action, then we learn more crap, then we fight for our lives again.”  Nikki sighed, staring at me sympathetically. “I understand how you want everybody to be safe, but don’t you just want to have fun once and a while?”  

I grimaced. “Wow, you really thought about this.”

“Well, last night was kind of like a wake up call.” Abby smiled, patting me on the back. “We need some more fun in our lives.”

I smiled, not wanting to ruin their ideas. “Alright, but only for today.”

“Yippee!” Sophia clapped, and she lit the candles of the cake with her fingers. “Let’s have cake!”

I laughed, sitting in the chair with the balloon on it. Closing my eyes, I wished for hope and that the Fates will help us do whats right. Blowing out the candles, I grinned at the smoky smell of sweet, blown out birthday candles. Cutting a piece for everyone, I got the piece that had a frosted on butterfly.

Chewing, I treasured the soft, yummy taste of cake. I hadn’t had cake since I was twelve! It was a tragedy… Smiling, I realized that my lack of cake problem was now fixed. (As if it was very important to me…)

When cake was finished, I wasn’t let off the birthday bash quite yet. “Presents! You need to open mine, or you’ll die!” Sophia pretty much hurled her gift at my face, which I had to block with my fast reflexes.

“I see that, considering if I hadn’t blocked my face, I would have needed plastic surgery.” I grinned, tearing off the Christmas wrapping (Which strongly confused me, considering it was the month of June).

Sophia was jumping up and down in her seat like a jack-in-the-box, while my sister’s held their gifts eagerly. Opening the present, I gasped.

“Do you like it?” Sophia stared at me, trying to catch every bit of my reaction.

“Oh, Sophia.” I smiled, holding it up. “The scarf is beautiful.” It was a golden, shimmery scarf that looked as though it costed a fortune. “How in the worlds did you manage to obtain this?”

“It was a friend of mine who had it.” Sophia smiled. “You remind me a lot of her, so I think she’d want you to have it.”

“Thanks, Sophia.” I put the scarf neatly back in the box, and took Nikki’s gift. Shaking it near my ear, it sounded heavy and thick. Opening it, I almost rolled my eyes in the irony. “A book!”

“A book for runes.” Nikki replied, smugly. “I know how you like to study.”

“And I know how you like to read.” I said, giggling. “I suppose we can share it?”

“That thought might have come up once or twice.” Nikki winked.

“Open mine-!” Abby thrust her present into my hands. It was light, and thin.

“Haha, alright.” I put the book back in the box, and began to unwrap Abby’s present. She bit her lip, and I gaped at the present.

“Do you… Like it?”

“It’s…” I blinked. “It’s a blast from the past, that’s for sure.”

Nikki took it out of my hands and she cocked her head. Sophia leaned towards us, looking at the picture as well. “It’s Abby and Mary and…” Nikki spoke slowly.

“Richard.” I finished for her.

“Ooh, so that’s him.” Sophia frowned. “He’s cute.”

“I had noticed.”

Abby looked slightly hurt. “Don’t you like it?”

I looked at her, surprised. “I love it! It brings back memories.” I hugged her, and she wore a huge smile, her eyes now sparkling.

“I’m sorry to interrupt this cute little gift-unwrapping, but it’s almost noon.” Fiona pointed to a clock and my eyes widened. Had time really went by that quick? “The carnival shall be starting in an hour or so.”

“Brilliant!” Nikki exclaimed, jumping up from her seat. “Lets make Mary pretty!”

“Hey-!”

“Prettier!” Sophia fixed for Nikki, winking at me. They took my hands, and led me into my bedroom. Nikki ran for her chest, taking out the leftover make up from Marleybone.

In a half hour or so, my hair was in a thick braid with flowers cascading messily within it. I wore a white skirt, and a green tank top that fit my posture quite well. Nikki was wearing a skirt as well, but it was black and she wore a shirt that showed off much of her belly. (Which was flat and perfect—not that I’m jealous or anything…) Sophia wore jeans, which was totally not a surprise, and a black shirt that showed off her belly as well. It was as thought we were in the country!

We heard music outside, and in a flash, all of us were out and about in the carnival. There were samplers, like last time we explored, but this time we were able to eat as much as we wanted for free. Lanterns were lit for when the dark came, which made all the eeriness go away, and there were people dancing with each other in large circles and little kids drawing on the sidewalk with cheap chalk. People were flying impressive dragon kites, and doing manga portraits, and some were riding horses through the pastures.

Of course, there were the turn offs: few couples making out in the romantic atmosphere of fun, a few monks who ended up drunk, and something on the ground in the corner of that shop over there that I did not want to know about.

Nikki and I bought some new merchandise from a nearby store while Sophia was checking out some boys near the horse range. Abby and Natalia were somewhere in the midst of hundreds of people, dancing or studying or whatever the hell they liked to do.

Suddenly, everybody rushed to the sides of the streets. Squishing past the people, I managed to make my way, thinking that it was some party float boat or something. However, what stood in the street was a large white cow in imperial armor, sitting on a white stallion… A strange sight to behold, considering that he was a cow, but something told me that this was no time for jokes.

“Fellow citizens, this is an emergency!”  The cow’s voice was deep and strong, along with slightly scary. “The emperor has been attacked by a curse, and is very sick!”

Gasps rang out through the crowd, and I knew that this carnival just went from amazing to dead right terrible. I even heard a little girl crying.

“Malistaire has been sighted, and everybody needs to calmly make it back to their cottages, and lock their doors and windows immediately.”

My eyes widened, and the first thing I knew I had to do was get the imperial soldier-cow-guy. I saw a blob of fiery red hair, and I knew Nikki was as freaked as I was. Feeling somebody grab my arm with a cold grasp, I turned and saw the frightened eyes of Sophia. “Where are the others?” I shouted.

“I don’t know!” She yelled through the mass of destruction and screams.

We pushed past people, trying as hard as we could to get to the guard. It was hundred’s of people going the opposite way, and it was becoming frustrating. Using my might, I used magic to push people out of my way. People shot menacing glances at me, but I actually managed to catch up with the guard right when he was about to leave towards the palace.

“Sir!” I shouted through the noise, and he turned his large head towards me. I noticed he had a bull earring thing in his nostrils. “I’m Mary Ravengem, and I need to know where Malistaire is! Everybody is in danger if my sisters and I don’t keep him at bay.”

“He left immediately when he poisoned the emperor!” The cow snarled. “As his daughter, you are not welcome here!”

He threw an unexpected amount of magic at me, knocking me backwards. The crowds of people made me fight to not get trampled, and Sophia and Nikki came to my rescue to help me up. However, it was too late, and the guard disappeared in the mass of growing fire from the knocked over lanterns from the newfound wind that seemed to encourage the raging fire.

“We need to get out of here!” Nikki shouted in my ear, and I was barely able to hear her.

“We can’t leave Abby and Natalia all alone!” I shouted back.

“We won’t be!” Sophia shook me. “Natalia knows her way back. We need to get out of here!”

I panted, protesting. “What about Malistaire!?”

“We can’t do anything about that, Mary.” Nikki replied with a strange grunt after being pushed by a large horse rushing by.

I nodded, blocking the growing tears of leaving Abby and Natalia behind in the riot. Turning towards Fiona’s cottage, we ran.

Happy (Late) Thanksgiving!!!

Okay, yes, it is a bit late to post this... Lol, but I haven't been able to get on the computer lately. Anyhow, I want to thank everything that happens in this world (But stupid, idiotic, bad stuff :D) Because everybody is AWESOME!! (Except you... Just kidding  :D)
I also want to thank everybody who takes the time to read my story :) I know I dont post chapters very often anymore, and I want everybody to know that I'm still writing and that eventually, the chapters will be on here (You just have to be patient, which is kind of a lot to ask, right? Lol, sorry...)
I love you guys!
-Bloody Mary <3

Hehe... :)

Cant wait for the holidays!!

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