A Beating Heart - Chapter 4
"Somebody help me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
Somebody wake me from this nightmare
I can't escape this hell"
"You go to great lengths to keep these things a secret May I ask why?" Hamish asked shyly. Lately he had been getting that way around the White Queen. The pair had just departed from the festivities, though the party was still in full swing. Currently, they taking a detour though the gardens on their way back towards the castle.
Mirana sighed. "There are people here in Underland who are not as understanding as you and I. They would embrace and take full advantage of the idea of free labor. That is something that I cannot allow my beloved land to fall into." The redhead nodded, and she sighed once more. "I really do despise going to these 'special sales', as one captain once referred to it as. It always causes me so much stress to see all the people in such horrible condition. I know I can help them, but it's whe
Life as a Phantom - Chapter 1
Danny Fenton's alarm clock went off, jolting him out of his fitful slumber. Extending an arm from beneath the covers of his warm bed, he brought his fist down hard on the little contraption. As the beeping ceased, he sighed into his pillow. His night had been plagued by another nightmare, only one unlike the others that he had been having; he could identify the people in this one. Well, not people to be exact. Ghosts. Danny was no normal teenage boy. Due to an accident that had occurred in his parents' ghost-hunting lab, he was, quite literally, half dead. Half ghost, that is.
He lay in bed and listened briefly to the silence of the house, wondering why it was so quiet at this hour. Usually, his sister, Jazz, was up and taking a shower, and his parents, Jack and Maddie Fenton, were working on some new anti-ghost weapon. He sighed again, dismissing thoughts that anything was wrong and proceeded to go over the dream in his mind, trying to figure out what it me
Life as a Phantom - Prologue
"What's this? You've concocted a plan?" There was a rustling of papers and hushed voices as the aforementioned plan was explained to the newcomer.
"Hmm This might actually work." He said, raising an eyebrow. This plan was absolutely brilliant, and he was skeptical whether the ghost floating before him had the brain to think up something like that.
"Of course it will! With your muscle, and my skill, we will be unstoppable!"
"What of the fourth party you mentioned?"
"He has already begun his assigned duties. When he gives the signal, we shall strike!" a third, decidedly female voice crooned.
"We will bring down the ghost-boy once and for all, and then there will be no one left to stop us!" Maniacal laughter erupted from the cave in which the two new associates were meeting, and every ghost in the Ghost Zone felt an involuntary shiver run down their ectoplasmic spine.
A Beating Heart: Chapter 3
"I'll never be the same
I'm caught inside the memories"
As the Mirana and Hamish ascended the stairs towards the chaos, they were able to make out the sounds more clearly. The crashes and smashes had become more frequent, and soon they could understand the yells and shouts. There seemed to be two voices. When they made it to the second level, they turned toward the second door on the right, where the sounds seemed to be coming from.
Mirana threw open the door, just in time to see a psychotic Hatter slam his fists down on a dresser, in the spot where Mally had been only seconds before. The force of the blow caused the wooden piece of furniture to crack substantially. "Get out o' 'ere!" the little dormouse screeched as she dodged another swing. "'Atter's finally lostee!" her next sentence was cut off into a yelp of pain as Tarrant's fist came in contact with her tail.
"Mally!" The Queen rushed forward to snatch up the little creature, only to have her way bl
Tokka Week: Alone
Tokka Week Four
It was relatively sunny out at least, from what Toph could tell based on the warmth in her skin. One of the gang's best so far on their journey; there were only a few clouds in the sky, and plenty of animals were scampering through the underbrush enjoying the afternoon, as well. It was, all in all, the perfect day, and the only thing that could make it any better was about to begin.
Toph grinned as she and her best friend Sokka made their way casually through the streets of the lonely little Fire Nation town. Both were using their own methods of vision (the warrior his eyes, and the earthbender her feet) to search for fresh victimser, players. The blind girl picked up the vibrations of a particularly rowdy group of men in the alleyway to their right, just as Sokka gave his exclamation of, "Right down there, Toph." Oh yes, the fun was about to begin. With that, she did her be