Equation for awesome mood: 50 pieces of candy + Taylor Swift = AwEsOmE!!
So here's my writing! I don't really think it needs a summary. The prologue pretty much covers it.
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One time, long ago, people existed in harmony together, none were discriminated for their abilities. Nature was respected, not torn down like a werewolf tears his meat. A time, where the government wasn't an overpowering tyrant separating children from their parents. But that time has long since passed. Now, a new reign has begun.
Now, a new government, the Cavalry, has risen,and with it, a new regime. Children, at the young age of 12, are tested to be recruited to the Cavalry army. If they are accepted, they go through a rigorous training process to prove their worth. If they survive, they patrol the country, slaying anyone who disobeys the Cavalry's rules. If you are rejected, you are sent to make your own way in the world. no education just your own wits.
Of course, there is no rule without a rebellion. Many rejects joined the Resistance, an organization devoted to taking down the Cavalry.
In addition, each generation has 10 Anitatios: people who change from humans into creatures at will. The creatures change each generation, being any animal with regular or magical significance.
It is said that the only way the Resistance could ever stand up to the might of the Cavalry would be if they had the power of all 10 Anitatios on their side.
With a new generation of Anitatios, will it truly be the time for the Resistance to attack?
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"Chord, would you stop licking my ear?"
A teenage girl with flaming red hair stood, waiting for something, at the base of a looming ice covered mountain. The great sky above her was a stormy gray, threatening to downpour. She was wearing black fingerless gloves, a rifle strapped to her back, a dagger on her left thigh, a satchel over her shoulder. Her combat boots reached past her knees, almost covering her black jeans. A dark purple purple tank top was hidden under a dark green camouflage jacket. Around her neck was the Resistance flag tied at her shoulder bone- standard issue. Her emerald green eyes flashed in annoyance. A fierce dragon next to her hissed in return to her outburst.
"Yes, I know you use your tongue to smell, but what would my ear even smell like?" The girl responded.
The dragon hissed again.
"My ear does not smell like chicken! Well, whatever. I'm calling Nikki. She should have been here an hour ago!" The girl demanded. She rummaged through her satchel, looking for something. Meanwhile,the dragon morphed from a mighty beast into a slight and dark teenage boy. Finally, the girl pulled out a contraption similar to a watch, but with a much larger screen. She fiddled with a few buttons until a voice radiated from the contraption.
"Hello?"
"Nicolai Chevaux, where is that little blonde head of yours and why is it not here like it should have been an hour ago?" The girl angrily asked the voice.
"I bet she got distracted by something shiny," the boy put in.
"That was one time, Chord!" Nicolai yelled.
"Chord, stop discriminating Nikki because she's easily distracted. She can't help what she is," the red-head interjected.
"Salinee, you're just jealous 'cuz I can breathe I can breathe fire."
"I can breathe fire, too, dumbo. Now Nikki, where are you?" Salinee said, reverting her attention back to Nicolai.
"Well, you know I went to go get some pastries because the cafeteria food is horrible over there, and, well, I kinda got lost," Nicolai admitted sheepishly.
Salinee and Chord facepalmed.
"That's even worse than being distracted by something shiny! At least then we knew where you were!" Salinee yelled.
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No, this is not the proper starting point for this tale. To tell it properly, we must start from the beginning.....
Billions of years ago-
NOT THAT BEGINNING!
The beginning of our Anitatios tales; the day of the most important test of their lives...
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There you go! There's the prologue! It seemed a lot longer on paper. It took me 2 Taylor Swift playlists and half a Lemonade Mouth playlist to type this. Yeah, I'm a slow typer.
Critique please!
Happy Holidays!
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