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mallory-a-bond · 7 years ago

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First Story (2)

The Trainers have went far and wide, through all of existence and nonexistence in order to find the candidates to be The Guardians. Those of nonexistence were just as hard as finding those of existence. But the Trainers or at least most of them were successful in finding candidates but those that were unsuccessful of finding them were either destroyed or recruited to find and use the power that the lands hold all of everything that is, was and nevermore. Although many have been successful in their mission there are many that have been killed because of this. There are more realities as there apocalyptic ones. The finding of the candidates is a difficult if not fatal scavenger hunt…but like all that are alive, no one from any reality is perfect. That has only happened once and now in every reality all life is trying to become as perfect as him…there is even a religion after him. But The Trainers could not approach him and ask him for help for it would upset the balance (and they already tried and he firmly said no) so they had to go with the knowledge of all and choose carefully. This leads to the first candidate…that is so strong and powerful that could turn the tides of the upcoming battle that is to come. The candidates that could lead this squad of Guardians to never ending victory…to refuse this path even though this the path that she is to have.

SEPTEMBER 4, 2017

Walking through the halls of Central Arizona Community College, a girl has just been dropped off at the front of the cafe, she is 5′9, baked caramel tan skin, growing out iris purple hair and amethyst eyes...her body type is very curvy and very fit, she is dressed in a what looks like home made blue jeans with glittering flowers and shimmering skulls twisting all around the legs of her pants with an eclipse on the back pockets, her shirt is again a fitted long sleeve shirt of pearly white with pastel pink lettering that says, ‘get in my way of my goals & get burned’ with dark magenta flames all around, she is also sporting a pair of dangling bejeweled crescent moon earrings, a charm bracelet of the same caliber on her left hand, a watch on her right and a few rings on each hand, her shoes are heavy duty running shoes of black, gray and white, and her backpack is a multi-pocket backpack that she decked out in patches from various cartoons and anime like Monster High, Ever After High, MLP, FMA, Sailor Moon, and many others. She walked into the cafe planning of eating around a few meals meant for like three people while doing some of her assignments that she couldn’t get done the night previously. She took out her laptop from her bag and set upon the table and when it was fully on, she plugged in a cute flash drive, she then got to work on multiple projects and assignments as she waited for her food.

Just as she is done with about thirty of her assignments, she felt a tap on her head. she turned around and saw that it was a few girls with smiles on their faces, “Hey Iris.” said one, the shortest one of the group of three standing at 5′4, pale white skin, sky blue eyes, long golden blonde hair in a ponytail, and almost resembles a doll, she is dressed in a white dress with a light pink belt, silver bangles on her right hand and a large beaded bracelet on the left, white sandal wedges and a teardrop backpack with a small shoulder bag. On her right is a girl standing at 5′6, sun kissed tan skin, pixie cut ginger red hair, emerald green eyes and a slender figure...she wears an all black outfit of a black hoodie with a black tang top underneath and a pair of star headphones about her neck, black jeans and black high tops, she also has a pair of skull earrings and a pair of finger less gloves with a lazy grin on her face and the other girl next to the ginger is a light caramel girl, stands at 5′7 she has mismatched eyes with her left eye being hazel and her right eye being gold but behind a pair of glasses, her hair a lush brownish black that goes just beneath her shoulders, she dresses in a white and black plaid shirt underneath a red vest, faded blue jeans with a studded belt, and ankle boots...Iris smiles at the three girls, “hey guys.” she greets as they sit down around her, the four girls began chatting as the ginger drank from a to go coffee cup, “So how’s the music going, Blaze?” Iris asked the red head who just smiled, “it’s alright. I’m working a new song.” she states as she looks at the brunette whom pulled out a thick hard cover books, “how about you Mia?” she looks up and sighs, “working on my latest project. Hoping to be published by the end of the month...if not by a publishing house, I’ll go self publish. My older brother is willing to sell my books.” she said to them with a bit of pride in her voice, “how about you Aphrodite? You haven’t said anything.” the brunette said adjusting her glasses a bit as she looks at the blonde, “oh...it’s nothing. I got the approval to build my sweets shop.” she grins all three girls and gave the blonde a hug! Iris held all three of them and they were lifted off the ground and the other three girls laughed, “Iris! You’re Amazonian side is showing!” laughed Mia the violet headed girl then put them down, “Aphrodite...You’ve been trying to get that sweet shop for over twelve years. That kinda says something.” said Blaze and the other girls agreed, we’ve known her since we were nine years old...and even then she loved making every kind of dessert that she could get her hands on. Give this woman a recipe for any kind of difficult dessert and she would make it in under twenty to twenty five minutes. Iris thought as her other two friends congratulated the blonde then a dark cloud loomed over them...in the form of a group of people that are snickering at the quartet, the four looked over and saw a group of eight to ten...a mixture of boys and girls, the four just sighed, “what the hell do you want?” Blaze growled, “public place. Even freaks are welcome.” said one fake bitch with bleached blonde hair, thirty pounds of make-up and went through so many diets and plastic surgery that she almost looks like a barbie doll with bulimia...Iris just rolls her eyes, “says the Kardashian reject. At least we could actually get along without backstabbing each other on Twitter.” she states and her friends laughed the girl glared at her with an unflattering scowl, “what do you know you’re a fucking Terminator!” she roared and Mia looks at them with a smirk, “So...she can kick your ass three thousand ways to next month and barely break a sweat and still have enough time to make your boy toys and dad jealous with how badass she is.” she states Blaze gave her a high five, “shut up nerd!” roared a different girl same like the first one but with fake red hair, “nerds are the main reason your precious social media exist...do you really want to piss off the one person that could fix computer when it isn’t working?” Blaze purred Aphrodite hummed in agreement. The group left to escape the burning of the four girls; absolutely fuming.

After talking for a while they had to part and they all went their separate ways. Iris walked into her class and took her seat she logged onto the computer and printed what she needed to turn in be it in person while she also turned in assignments online. She leaned back into her chair and looked at the window...but she didn’t just see the desert scenery she saw white on black creatures walking around, some of them were even multiple colors and color patterns. A few of them that resembled multi-tailed butterflies phased right through the window leaving little specks of light that only be described as glitter flew behind them as they flutter around. One of the butterflies that’s pitch black landed on her forehead and thousands of ideas and motivation flowed into her mind, she affectionately called them ‘creativity butterflies’ for every time one of these pitch black butterflies land on other people have gotten the best of ideas and their motivations have skyrockted...she just smiled as she took out her sketchbook and drew the butterfly that was on her face. She moved the butterfly from her forehead onto her hand and drew it out. She was possibly the only one that was attending class that day because her classmates were had a family emergency, personal issues had risen, or just plain got sick but the professor doesn’t care if the class is composed of only one student class shall continue as scheduled. The professor came in and saw Iris and sighed sharply...she didn’t like Iris very much, “ok. let’s get this over with.” he states as he went on with the lesson and she tried her best to take notes...and the way she took notes is different from everyone else...it’s drawing...almost like comics and landscaping but in actuality it’s her notes, if you look closely or at a different angle you could see the words that she is writing. She is taking notes at a rapid pace and asking questions of those that didn’t make sense to her when she looked it up from multiple places online. The professor is one of the professor’s that doesn’t like anyone questioning his authority. So he didn’t like Iris really much. Hell, he treats all of his students like delinquents especially those that do not have the same hair or eyes as everyone else, he has called Iris out on multiple occasions regarding her hair and eyes and has told him and even showed proof that it is in fact natural.

When the break of her two hour class arrived she walked to the vending machine that is down the hall near the bathrooms and the drinking fountains while her professor reads a magazine. She stretched as she walked down to the vending machine as multiple creatures walked by, passed and with her, she had a few black butterflies fluttering around her. She looked at the vending machine and found something she wanted, a bag of chips and a bottle of sprite. She paid and right then the doors right next to her burst off of it’s hinges and a large stark white boar with pastel pink designs on it’s fur and on the tips of it’s tusks, it’s different from any other boar that is found or seen, it has around four to eight tusks, nine-twelve feet tall and around twenty feet in width, it’s large beady eyes are bright yellow. Everyone fell down upon the ground scrambling to get away from the weird beast but what caught Iris’s attention is that other people can see it. Because she is the only one that sees them, she has seen them for quite a while. The boar turned to her made eye contact and begins to growls, Iris cracks her neck and steps to the side directly facing it just as she was gonna get her snacks, the people that are still in the classrooms watched motioning Iris to run quickly but she was not deterred from the challenge from the boar. The second the bottle of Sprite hit the bottom of the machine the boar charged.

Iris stood her ground as the Boar charged at her and she grabbed the boar by the tusk turning it into a battle of wills as well as brute strength. She was not willing to loose to this thing and there’s no way in hell that she’s gonna let this thing run loose. She slammed the boar onto the ground so hard and still holding onto it’s tusks and as soon as she land on it’s back, the boar didn’t have enough time to react or try to get the Amazonian like girl on it’s back before she snapped it’s neck still having her hands on the boar’s large tusks and twisted them to the point that it’s head did a 180 she also grabbed it’s lower tusks and ripped, hard core RIPPED it’s head clean off and with the head over her head she tossed it to other side of the hallway. She hopped right off of the boar’s corpse, covered in it’s pastel pink blood and walked back to the vending machine and got her food. Since her professor doesn’t allow food in the classroom, she leaned against the wall near her classroom...the entirety of the hallway had turned monochrome and the people that was rushing in to congratulate her or straight up yell at her. She looked around seeing that everyone and everything has just stopped, she was thinking of what could’ve caused this, time has stopped, she thought as she looked at the clock that is in the library neither of the hands or the digital numbers of the clocked moved. “I wonder what could’ve caused this?” she mutters as she munches on her snack and looking straight at the clock thinking of thousands if not millions of scenarios of how this could’ve happened.

“That would be me.” a melodic almost innocent sound voice has said but the tone is that of someone that has seen it all...a sage as it were. The violette’s head snapped to the source of the voice...and right then she came face to face with a beautiful bird, the size of a parakeet with obsidian black feathers with glittering ruby red edges, a diatom like mark around it’s head three rainbow like crystals on the center, it had three long tails like a phoenix but it has a glowing white single ring around each one and around it’s legs are matching glowing rings that match of the tails, one it’s left leg it has two rings while on the right it is only one, and it’s eyes are every shade of gray. “What the hell--?” “Greetings.” the bird says cheerfully.

“We have much to discuss.” The bird states.

(I know it’s very long...please don’t kill me.)

#orginal #repost #continuation

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