P.S.

I accidently said one week..I have two weeks left of school... My bad 😆

Update on my life

Hullo! 

Today I'm just going to do an update on my life and things I have been doing lately. 

In the past week I have watched five marvel movies. It's a lot I know, but me and my sisters are watching the full Marvel saga so we kinda...splurged. It's been really fun to re watch my favorite movies and stuff like that. 

I also have worked one my story a TON and I need help with deciding on one thing. I introduce another character in chapter five and I'm trying to decide if I should put in parts with his point of view or if I should just keep it at Thrist and Breezes POV. I am leaning towards putting in his POV just because he has a very interesting back story and he will play a very important part in the story. But I'm still not sure. I'm going to make character profiles for each of the main characters so if I do add him he will get one too. I  will be posting each of their profiles in later posts. 

SCHOOL IS ALMOST OVER!!!! 

For me I only have ONE MORE WEEK left of school! I can't wait for the school year to be over and summer to begin. We have a pretty cool summer planned, we had to cancel a lot of the fun things we had planned because of the virus, so my mom worked really hard to make our summer the best it could be. I have several backpacking trips planned with friends and family and we are hopefully going to go to the coast a lot. I LOVE to surf so if i get to go to the beach, I'm pretty much good for the summer. 

Anyways I haven't really been doing anything else lately. Hopefully you enjoyed today's post!!

CHAPTER THREE CORE 3000

The weekend is here!!!! Hooray! I wrote this on Saturday I didn't post it till today. I hope you enjoy chapter three!! Again, this is not edited in any way shape or form. Enjoy!!

SECOND PART OF CHAPTER 2

Hello! Today was m going to post the second part of chapter two of Core 3000. It’s totally not edited and some of the sentences are completely weird. So don’t be flabbergasted if some of the sentences don’t make sense. 

  

Here it is!

~A few hours earlier~

Breeze hummed a song as she walked through the forest, the basket in her right hand was full of berries and the other hand had purple, plue, and pink flowers in it. The sky was a magnificent blue with a pink strip on the horizon. She breathed in the cents of her surroundings. As she rounded a bend a gust of wind swept her blond loose hair to the side. The wind pulled and pushed at her dress.  

“Well hello there! What do you need?” The wind settled and took shape, A girl about the same age as Breeze, who was sixteen, with a long white dress that faded into nothing and her hair was silver with white strands. Her skin was pale and had a warm tent to it, making a beautiful complexion. Her eyes were almost as if they were made out of shards of diamond. They didn't have a particular color, just diamond like. She smiled and nodded at Breeze.

“Breeze, there's someone who needs our help. One of your kind, you know, actually your kind.” The wind took Breeze's hand. Breeze smiled and thought about who it could be. My kind! I wonder why he or she needs our help… the wind melted into her normal form. Breeze fell limp as the wind swept her up. She giggled, she always had loved to ride the wind. Since she was a little girl she had had a special bond with it. No one she knew had such powers. She also had the ability to turn invisible and could shape shift. She had not quite mastered her abilities, and still needed a lot of practice. 

The terrain passed before her eyes. The snow capped mountains in the east and the coast in the west. Beyond the mountains Breeze knew there were rolling hills and flat valleys full of soft grass. And beyond the hills and valleys there was a great strong hold on a very large hill that overlooked the island on which Breeze lived. Then there was the ocean. And if you go far enough out the ocean will end. And there will be nothing but energy, waves and waves of energy. Then you will come upon another island, about the size of the one that she lived on. There were four islands that made up her planet. Three large and one very small. On the small one lived the royal family. And on the three larger ones is where the people of Core 3000 lived. 

The king sent out three sets of lords and ladies to oversee the three larger islands. Then every year they would report back to the king and queen, unless there was an emergency of course. Breeze smiled at the thought of the geography of her planet. She loved geography and was very smart when it came to that subject. Her eyes scanned the ground as the wind came nearer to it. Finally her feet touched solid ground and the wind took shape again. 

“Over here.” The wind motioned to a small patch of grass. As Breeze walked nearer, she saw that a boy, about her age, was lying there, his eyes were shut and his rist was black and blue. He looked like he had taken a few blows to the head and he was obviously not in a good state. She gasped and rushed over to him. I wonder what happened! He’s cute, other than that nasty bruise on his cheek bone. 

“What happened? Do you know?” Breeze looked up at the wind and then back down at the boy. 

“Actually I do,” the wind smiled her soft smile and continued, “I was minding my own business and I heard a cry. I thought I should check it out and I found them.” 

“Them? What do you mean by them?” Breeze cocked her eyebrows into a confused expression. 

“There were two. This boy and a girl. She was the one who bruised his wrist. She dragged him a very long way and then I decided to interfere. I think I scared her. She ran off into the woods the way she had come. I brought him here to this patch of grass. He started to come into consciencessness and he obviously was in pain so I put him down. I thought maybe you could help me help him.” 

“Oh...well what do you need me to-” Breeze stopped mid sentence and gasped softly when the boy rolled over and moaned.  She glanced at the wind and then looked back at the boy. His eyes were open but he looked foggy. 

“M-Maggie? Wha-what's going on?” His hand flew up to the bruise on his forehead and he scrunched up his face in agony. 

“No, no i'm not Maggie. Do you remember anything?” Breeze didn't want to pummel the young man with questions but she at least had to know if his head was alright. 

“Breeze.” The wind was tapping Breeze ever so softly on the shoulder. Breeze turned around and looked at the wind. “Breeze, I think we should get back to your house where he, and us, are safe… Look.”  The wind motioned to a patch of bushes. There was a small girl, but she looked to be about fourteen or fifteen despite her small size. She froze when she realized they had seen her. “Breeze, turn into a pegasus. Now.” There was a warning in the winds voice

“But why now?”

“Are you questioning me?”

“Well, no… Fine. Yes.”

“Just turn.” 

“Okay I’m turning!” Breeze imagined the pegasus and then in an instant, she was one. 

“Here,” The wind had changed into her normal form and she was holding the boy, who had slipped back into unconsciousness, In her windy grasp. She put the young man on top of Breezes back and then turned back into her being form. She jumped onto Breeze and yelled, “Go!” And they were off. The small girl down below was yelling and cursing and saying something about the Man-In-Black. Though Breeze was too far off before she could hear exactly what the girl was saying. 

“So, why did we have to leave so soon?” Breeze asked the wind. 

“That girl was the one who did this to Thrist.” The wind had a fearful tone in her voice. 

“Thrist?” The wind smiled and nodded, pointing at the boy. The rest of the trip Breeze and the wind did not talk. The wind was thinking of things concerning nature and things like that. But Breeze was thinking about the young, handsome man that she had just helped rescue. Or kidnap. But it seemed as if the boy was not friends with the people who had hurt him. And he was handsome! 

Breeze's thoughts went on and on like this for quite some time. Finally her little cottage came into view. It was on a beautiful hill with a little brook next to it and a pasture. Next to the pasture was a shack in which they kept a milking cow and the four horses and a small row boat. But Breeze has never gotten a good look at the boat because her aunt never let her. She said it belonged to her father, whom Breeze has never met, and that she must never look at it. After a few more minutes of flying, they finally landed in a small grove of trees.

“How are we going to get him inside?” Breeze wondered out loud. 

“You come up with that. But before I go, you need to know something. I have sent a bird to see were he lives. And it’s completely destroyed. Everyones dead. The house was rampaged after he left. And there’s one more important thing you need to know. The Man-In-Black is after him.

P.S

Happy first day of May!!!

Update on Core 3000

Hia!!

I hope that your day is going well!

I am doing a update of core 3000. I was thinking and I don't really like the name. Its definitely not the coolest name ever that's for sure!! So here is the update and I am also going to talk about possible name ideas.

Book Name 1: Scars of Truth
Book Name 2: Hunters of Darkness
Book Name 3: Core 3000
Book Name 4: I'm note sure... HELP ME COME UP WITH MORE NAMES!!!!

Other than the book name, a already am in love with the characters in my book! in chapter two you meat a sweet girl named Breeze you can talk to spirits. She and the wind spirit are specially connected. Breeze is going to become a BIG part of the story so i'm trying to develop he character a little more. The book is going to switch from POVs (point of views) But it will all be in third person. It will go between Breeze and Thrist. I have not finished the second chapter but I will post the first part under this.

Chapter II

 

           Thrist jolted awake. A burning  pain shot up his spine, and a dull ache throbbed in his wrist. He let out a moan that sounded more like a wail of pain. A thin layer of sweat beaded his forehead and body. What’s going on? The pain in his back ripped through his spine again and he winced. The pain took his breath away and he gasped for breath. He cried out again. Why is no one helping me? What is going on? I can’t open my eyes! Help! Someone please HELP!

Finally Thrist willed himself to open his eye. Blinking in the brightness, everything came back. Tears welled up in his eyes, he blinked them back. On Cor 3000 it was not appropriate for a seventeen year old boy to cry. Breathing heavily he sat up, grunting and wincing as he did so. He glanced around. He was really in a small room, almost like the one he had at home, he was in an old bed with a green and yellow quilt. There was a small window and a pitcher of water on a bedside table. Abruptly a plump woman with red cheeks wearing a brown dress and had an apron on, as if she had been cooking, opened the door. 

“Oh bother! Oh dear me! This isn’t good! Lad, lay back down! Oh my!” She tsked and rushed over to Thrists bed side. Insisting him to lay back down. He winced a few times but other than that he made no sound. “Dear me lad! What were you thinking? When did you wake up?... oh never mind! Don’t answer any of my silly questions. I'm just a little frazzled, that's all. Now to see how bad your injuries are...humph, no no that wouldn’t do. I don’t want to make anything worse than it already is, how bad does your wrist feel? Oh and your back? And your ribs? Oh… and your head, how does your head feel lad?”

  Now that the lady mentioned it, his head was throbbing. He didn’t know what She was talking about the ribs. 

“Uh..Er...I-I d-aagh” Thrift groaned again as the pain shot up his back a third time. The woman's eyebrows furrowed in distress and worry. 

“Humph, this won't do. Young men like you should not have to experience such pain. No no not at all… poor lad. Yes yes. Very poor lad.” The woman paced back and forth with her finger on her mouth thinking. After a long pause she took a deep breath. “BREEZE! BREEZE THE LADS WORSE THAN WE THOUGHT WILL YOU PLEASE GET UP HERE!” Thrist jumped at the sudden loud birst, making his back pain all the worse. He winced,  and the woman turned her attention back onto him. “Would you like a glass of water?”

 Thrist Shook his head. All he wanted now was to sleep and forget about all of what had happened...What had happened? How did he get here anyway? Who was Breeze? Who was this woman? All of these questions he wanted to ask. But for some reason he was not able to. At this very moment a much younger woman, probably in her teen years with big round blue eyes, blond flowing hair, a light blue dress on and a concerned expression on her face, burst through the door. 

“Oh! Mamma you didnt tell me he was awake. What do you need?” She tossed a kind yet sad smile  in his direction and he tried to smile back, even though he didn't feel like smiling. Something about this girl made him feel a little better. She must be Breeze… as if reading his mind, the older woman introduced her. 

“Lad this is Breeze, my daughter. Humph… I don't suppose I know your name lad. But there's no time for silly things like that. Breeze, go and get me some of my mixtures. The second ben. I will see what I have there to help the poor boy.” Breeze left the room in a flurry of light blue dress and blond hair, and ofcourse a nod to her mother. Thrists belly did a flip flop. She was so beautiful. Heat rose into his cheeks when he thought like that. I can't get a crush on her...for all I know she could be working for the Man-In-Black. Thrist suddenly grew light headed. He closed his eyes and fell back into unconsciousness.

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This part will be of Breeze. Hope you enjoyed the 2nd chapter in my book.