Alyssa: Chapter 7: What?!The door flew open, startling everyone. Two policemen in blue and yellow robes charged at the chief."What is it?!" The chief demanded."We found some footprints...gasp... heading towards the Style 'N' Pile!" he murmured under his breath."Good, we'll send two patrols, and some wizards." His eyes stared at Alyssa and Devin. "Are you wizards?"Before the two could say anything, Paul mentioned, "Affirmative. Devin is one, but Alyssa will start her training tomorrow."."First things first, are they safe to release?""Positive. They are all innocent." Paul finished with a nod."You guys can help us out then." The chief called them over. A bunch of policemen came charging towards the three."What's the plan?" Devin smiled as he bit off the rest of his lollipop.Later, at Style 'N' Pile..."Ow!" Devin whispered out loud. "This is not a good hiding spot!""Shh! It's the only one we have." One policeman responded."Really? In a thorn-bush?" Devin complained. Everyone was hiding in rows of thor
Alyssa 2: PrologueThe next day, all was calm. Happy. Peaceful.In Ravenwood, a holiday was coming up. Thanksgiving. The day where families were gathering, giving thanks, and having a large feast.And that included Alyssa. Her Gran'ma Grace and Auntie Andrea would come, celebrate with her and stay with her for most of the year.But this year, it was different for Alyssa. Very different.Her Gran'ma Grace became a spirit.And her Auntie Andrea started a family of her own. Alyssa knew her Auntie was harsh, and she knew she wouldn't come for Thanksgiving.Alyssa was gonna have to come to Gran'ma Grace's place, way back in Avalon. She received no letter from Gran'ma Grace and Alyssa heard she... got a heart attack last summer. She'll have to come and visit her.So, off she went, three days early before Thanksgiving. To come for her Gran'ma Grace.
Alyssa Cloudshade's BiographyIdentity:Full Name: Alyssa CloudshadeNickname(s): NoneAge: 11-14 (It's been a long time @_@)Birthdate: June 17, Year Unknown (Sometime around 1400's)Personality:Nature: Clumsy, cheerfulHobbies: Alyssa often writes her own stories and fairy tales in her journal/ diary and loves taking walks in the parkLikes: Walking, reading, writing/ drawing, summer and bubble gum (Even though she can't blow bubbles)Dislikes: School, bugs, winter and 'plastics' ('Plastics' are know-it-alls, drama queens, popular kids, etc)Inspirational Quote: "My life is like the sky and clouds; not thunderstorm clouds, rainy clouds or gray clouds- but they resemble difficulties in life, and they eventually pass."Education:School's Completed: BalanceSchool's Currently Learning: None (She will be doing more schools in the future)Teachers/Mentors: Professor WethersfieldAllies and Foes:Family: Unknown Mother, Un
Christmas Caroling (Rose Side Story) Pt. 2Malistaire went back inside, and everyone was lied in blankets around the fire place, drinking hot cocoa and sharing stories. Malistaire joined in, sitting on the couch beside Sylvia, who was resting her head on his shoulder."Here," Sylvia gave Malistaire a cup of warm hot chocolate with pink, blue and green marshmallows floating around, "I bet you're cold," she added with a benevolent smile."Thanks, where's Francis?""He went upstairs 'cause he was tired," Rose replied, "But it's only 8:00 at night.""Huh," Cyrus wondered."He usually stays up longer than that, playing with his hedgehogs!" Rose sighed, sipping her hot chocolate.Cyrus, moving the wood in the fire with a metal stick, guessed, "Maybe he's playing with his hedgehogs early?"Sylvia sat up from Malistaire's shoulder, "Malistaire, you're the one who asked that question. Go see what he's up to."Malistaire set his cup of cocoa on the coffee table and stomped upstairs. He knocked on Francis' door."Francis? Francis, it's me
Christmas Caroling (Rose Side Story) Pt. 1On the night of Christmas Eve, a light breeze blew Rose's beautiful blonde hair as she closed the door behind her."Thanks for inviting me to join you, Rose!" Alyssa Cloudshade smiled. Rose just nodded."Are we all ready?" Rose cheered, pulling out her Christmas Caroling book."I sure am!" Francis yelled out, running to the nearest house."Hey, wait up!" Cyrus demanded, sighing, "Well he's quite something.""He's just excited for the morning. He's only six years old, right?" Sylvia pointed out, "C'mon, let's catch up."The four of them raced to Francis, who was already ringing the door bell. An elderly man, wearing a robe with an owl by his side, opened the door. Rose immediatly recongized Headmaster Ambrose."Oh, hello young wizard," Merle told him."Merle! No time, no see." Sylvia spoke to him."I'm very glad to see you all," Merle answered, "now what has brought you here?"Sylvia and Rose looked at each other and nodded. They sang 'Silient Night'. Merle and Gamma were closing