The Third Planet 4- Greetings, Mandy (youngsters:fantasy, 737 words) [4/4] show all parts
Author: fiss	Added: Feb 13 2004	Views/Reads: 4573/2254	Part vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Evil has encountered the sun and plans to take over the Universe. What can the surviving prince of the sun, Azyla, do to save other species?

code problem: ¡°¡±are suppose to be quotation marks("")  ,these are
commas   !these are exclaimation marks   and ¡® and ¡¯,these are 
apostrophies(') 

Ok 

This is my life 

Ok 

This is castle life 

But it¡¯s not 

Yes it is 

No.  Look at me.  Your life is mine. A hand reached towards me.  I felt
the burning hand reach me, deep inside me, and start pulling all the 
spirit out of me. 

¡°NO!!!!!!!!!¡± I woke by the sound of my own voice.  What was that? I
rubbed my temples, my head felt as if it was about to burst open. 

I had the dream again.  It¡¯s a nightmare that had been hunting me ever
since I started castle life¡­ 

Like it¡¯s not my life 

Yeah, right.  I sneered at the thought.  If it¡¯s not my life, whose is
it?  Shaking the eerie feeling off.  It¡¯s about midnight, three more 
hours until Rosy and Amy will wake up.  I realized I¡¯d been sweating, 
so I slid out of my bed and took some robes out of the closet. 

Nah, I looked at them, and hung them back on the closet.  I wanted some
free clothes.  I guess I will sneak on those white T-shirt and trousers 
in the closet.  It doesn¡¯t matter before they wake up, it doesn¡¯t 
matter anyways, since Rose¡¯s color is red and Amy is dark yellow.  
White represents the angel, but there ain¡¯t no angel here.  Not yet. 

So it really doesn¡¯t matter.  Eh? I took the clothes and put them on. 
They actually fit me, like it was meant for me. 
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¡°WHAT¡¯S WRONG WITH YOU?¡± I heard Azyla yell at the top of his lungs,
¡°YOU KNOW YOU¡¯RE NOT SUPPOSE TO BE THERE!  YOU COULD HAVE BEEN 
KILLED!  YOU OUTTA UR WITS OR SUMTHING?  LOOK AT HER!  JUST WHAT WERE 
YOU THINKING?¡± 

¡°Sorry,¡± a male voice replied, stranger¡¯s voice ¡°I... I just didn¡¯t
want to see you so depressed like that.¡± Azyla sighed, and all was 
quiet for a while.  Then he said, ¡°I¡¯d rather be depressed for the 
rest of my life then to loose you two.  Now go get some rest.¡± 

¡°What about Mandy?¡± the stranger I didn¡¯t recognize asked. 

¡°Leave her here.  I will take care of her.  She needs 24-hour care.¡± 

Then there was the deafening silence.  Azyla sighed once more after a
few minutes and walked away, leaving the sound of footsteps ringing 
down the hallway. 

I tiptoed out to where they were talking.  On the ground lay a
coffin-like case, and inside the case was a girl with short hair and 
dark twists over her.  I mean twists.  It looks like the parts of her 
body were tissue and a hand had twisted the tissue, making the skin 
twisted.  It looked horrible. 

¡°That¡¯s a spell.¡± Azyla said quietly behind me. 

¡°Wow.¡± Scared the wits out of me. ¡°A spell?¡± 

¡°Yep.  Well, kind of.  She¡¯s hurt.¡± 



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