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Cyra is the sister of the brutal tyrant who rules the Shotet people. Cyra’s currentgift gives her pain and power—something her brother exploits, using her to torture his enemies. But Cyra is much more than just a blade in her brother’s hand: she is resilient, quick on her feet, and smarter than he knows.

Akos is from the peace-loving nation of Thuvhe, and his loyalty to his family is limitless. Though protected by his unusual currentgift, once Akos and his brother are captured by enemy Shotet soldiers, Akos is desperate to get his brother out alive—no matter what the cost. When Akos is thrust into Cyra’s world, the enmity between their countries and families seems insurmountable. They must decide to help each other to survive—or to destroy one another.'

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The Birth Of Aki

I know I know! But I couldn't help splitting them in two!

CONTINUES IN AKI’S FOREST

The Birth Of Aki By Jackie

Maru had been sick for days. She lay down on the cold concrete.  The world was full of silence and sickness. Even though she was the goddess of healing and song, Maru’s magical voice could not make a sound. She could not heal herself or anyone else. Something was happening. She lay in a fetal position, with her beak parallel to her knees, until Para, the messenger dove, flew down from the sky and landed next to her. “Maru, you are having a child.” Maru looked up at the beautiful white bird. “A child?” The dove then teleported Maru to the clouds.  Aakash the wolf stood next to her.  “Maru, the goddess of healing.” Aakash said. “You must heal this empty world by birthing a new god to create something new.” Maru’s eyes widened. “But...I never knew I was pregnant! I never knew any of this!” Aakash picked up the goddess and said, “Life is a place of mystery and surprise. You never know what the next phase of the moon will look like. If  I told you, you will never feel the true feeling of  wonder and amazement that you will feel when you see your son’s eyes.” Maru smiled and her bright blue eyes closed. “Hold my hand...n-now…” Maru was now in pain. Aakash held her hand tightly. “You will be fine...come on…” Aakash cheered her on. Maru then started to sing her stress away. Softly, she sang, “Aaaaaa…” Then her voice  got louder. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”

Her voice was so large and beautiful, the sun started to glow even brighter than before. Aakash covered his eyes with his sleeve. Then, he heard a little baby giggle. He uncovered his eyes and found himself on a grassy meadow. He then felt something tug his cloak. He looked over to see a baby fox looking up, smiling at him. The sun shined on him like a spotlight. Aakash smiled at the little fox and lifted him up in the air. Maru was no longer in pain. She stood up and took the little fox in her arms.  She smiled at him. Aakash then took the fox from her arms to let him walk. He looked at him and noticed that every step the fox took, a flower bloomed under his feet. Maru gasped. “He makes nature!” Aakash was standing still in shock, but then he picked up Maru and swung her by the arms. “WE MADE A GOD! OH MY GOSH WE MADE A GOD!” He spun Maru around. 

“Ok! OK! I get it! Stop spinning me! I am still a little bit under the weather from giving birth you know!” Aakash set the bird woman down and Maru set the fox on her lap. A breeze blew through the fur of Aakash.  “How about we name him Aki?.” Aakash frowned and then smiled. “He is kind of named after me!” Maru smiled. “Aki, do you like your new name?” Aki then giggled and started  to dance with flowers blooming around him.

THE NEXT MONTH

Aki was wrapped in white cloth on a carved marble table, surrounded by all of the gods and goddesses. Maru and Aakash were sitting in fancy chairs and wore fine clothing. It was the day of Aki’s coronation. Solarus, Lion god of  the sun, touched the fox’s head and said,  “I DECLARE THIS BABY AS ONE OF US, A GOD. I DECLARE AKI THE GOD OF THE WOODS!” The crowd went wild. After that, the gods threw a big feast for the new baby. After they ate, it was time to give gifts. Aki received golden instruments and jeweled pottery and mountains of toys and more. Aki loved every minute of it. But after those gifts were given, Para, the messenger dove flew towards Aki. “Here is something special I made for you.” Para the messenger gave Aki the last gift. It was a slab of clay. Aki was confused. Clay? The crowd looked disgusted. Clay was not suitable for a god. Para then cleared her throat. “It may not look like something special, but this clay can do many things. Clay does not have to be used for work, but it can be used to create. It can be used to imagine.” She put the clay in Aki’s little hands. “You will create amazing things someday. But for now, let your little mind soar and think big.” Aki then stared at the wonderful gift and said his first word, “CREATE!”

AKI'S FOREST CONTINUES

Didn't think it could get any better? WRONG! Isn't it wonderful when stories weave in and out, to create one huge snowball effect that make Hannah Baker commit suci...wait whut?
  ANYWAY, Here is the next piece in the puzzle! Thanks for reading! And a special thanks to our co-author, Jackie! *high fives*

Story of Human Creation

By Jackie S.

Pierce the tiger god stood on the edge of a steep cliff.   He looked down to see the still water of the small lake.  He stood on his mighty feet and jumped off the high cliff, into the water, making a splash.  There he saw Aki, taking an afternoon swim.  “Pierce! You scared the fish!”  Pierce smirked.  “I did? Good. Everyone fears me, the god of strength.”  He dunked himself under the water and swam with loud splashes.  Aki rolled his eyes.  Pierce was always like this. 

Aki then had a dramatic flashback of the time Pierce defeated him in the Battle of the Gods. He defeated every single one of them, and still taunts about it. “Haha! Remember that one time I drowned you in this very lake in the Battle of the Gods and Maru had to save you! Ha! Good times!”  The tiger laughed his hearty laugh.  Aki had enough of this, so he decided to create a species that could take down Pierce.  He gathered up his fellow gods and goddesses  and decided to create a new species: Man.  

Aki and the others teamed up and decided to transform into one.  They all became one god.  His name was Ace.   Ace used all of the gods power to create the species.  Ace reached his mighty hand and created the first human.  Ace named him Leaf.  Leaf was a strong man, but not as strong as Pierce.  Ace then told him to fight the tiger god, Pierce. Ace then broke up back into their original gods so they can give pierce the news.  “What? You want me to fight this guy? He is not even a god!”  Pierce laughed very hard. “I can beat him in no time!”  Aki put his hand on his hip. “We will see about that.” He sat down with the other gods to watch the battle. 

Maru sang the forest anthem while they got ready to fight. Pierce went in his tiger form. After that, it was go time.  The tiger charged toward the man, with his ears pinned back, baring his sharp teeth, roaring with saliva dripping from his fangs. 

 He kept slashing his claws at Leaf.   The man fearlessly grabbed a bow and arrow from Zorion. “Hey what are you doing with m-”  
Before Zorion could finish his sentence,
the man shot the 
tiger
in
the
chest. The tiger fell on his side and died. Leaf has killed him! The gods were shocked. Man was much more powerful than animals.  Man can outsmart a fierce tiger.  Aki thought that man was an incredible species.  The other Gods and Goddesses agreed. So they decided to transform back into Ace.  Then, he created a woman for Leaf. Ace named her Lake.  Leaf instantly fell in love with Lake. They decided to have children. So they did. Soon, Humans roamed earth. There were many advantages for having humans in the world, yet there can be a problem for it. Everett is one of those people.

TO BE CONTINUED!

MUHAHHAHAHH

The move to TOKYO!

So, there is a new genre of story today for you! Written by, Jackie the Wolf! Please give her a round of applause *waits* thank you.

The move to TOKYO!

By Jackie the wolf

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Pandaprincess8910  posted at 11:00 on 10/8/15

                Ugh! I am SO UPSET right now! I can’t believe my dad is making us move to New York!  All of a sudden the world revolves around HIM?!?! ): I am going to miss you guys so much!! I love New York, but I will never see you again! I don’t want to move! IT IS LIKE THEY DO NOT CARE ABOUT ME AND MY SOCIAL LIFE! UGH! I didn’t even say bye to my besties! Why does everything right have to go wrong? It is not fair! ):

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Pikachu-cutie13543 posted at 11:05 on 10/8/15

                 OMG! You are moving?! I am so sad! ):

              Please Skype me and try to visit me

              Read more…

 JumpyMiku2367posted at 11:07 on 10/8/15

     I am going to miss you so much, Jessica. You were so fun to be around!

I slam my laptop shut in anger when my dad walked in. He sat next to me. “I understand how you feel.” I sighed. “Yeah, right.” Dad touched my shoulder. “We have choices, and I think you might like it.” He smiled. A smile? Could he really be smiling at this time? “Our second choice is...TOKYO!” I couldn’t believe it. I was about to scream, but instead I let out a sigh. “You are joking, right?” He shook his head. “No, dear, we are telling the truth.” “AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! WE ARE MOVING TO TOKYO! TOKYO! TOKYO! TOKYO! WEEEEEEEEEE!” I screamed and ran around the house, until my sister, Marie, said, “No. we are moving to New york, not Japan. Nyc is better, and it will always be.” She rolled her eyes and tossed on her I LOVE NY shirt. Then she squealed and jumped on her bed. “NYC! NYC! NYC! YEAH! NYC!”

Oh no! EVERYTHING in my family has to be an argument! Why can’t we just have a good time in Japan?! I mean, I have a list. Robots, Cosplay, Anime, Kawaii fashion, Sushi, cats, amusement parks, WHAT CAN BEAT THAT?! Ahem, NOTHING! We sat at our dining room table. Family meeting. Of course. Should have seen it coming. “Ok, who wants to move to New york?” Marie stood up on her chair and jumped up and down. “OOOH! ME! ME!” Dad calmed her down. “Ok, Marie, what do you like about New york?”  

“First of all, the climate is humid and breezy. So those long coats mom bought will actually be useful.” Mom rolled her eyes. I rolled my eyes, too. “What good does that do?!” Marie glared at me. “The population is 19.75 million. So we can meet A LOT of friends!” Then, Mom chimed in. “It will be a little crowded.” “THANK YOU!!” I said. Marie then said, “It is 6 hours away from Pennsylvania.” Yikes. Japan is much more far away than Pennsylvania. Darn. Marie won that one. She smiled her “I got it right” smile. Then she said, “BILLIONS of movies were set here, Celebrities live here, famous landmarks are here, thousands of stores…” My parents were very impressed. Well, I was going to prove them wrong.

“Tokyo, has hot summers and cold winters,” I said, “Just like here in PA.” My parents nodded. I won that one. Marie’s face was as red as a tomato. “The population is 13.35 million. Less than New york, but still pretty crowded, but not as crowded as NYC.” I won that one, too. I was on a roll. Then mom said, “How long does it take to drive there?” I blushed. “Well...um…13...hours…” My parents disagreed. “Um...I don’t think our car will make it unless we fly on an airplane, but that will cost a lot of money.” Marie smirked. Ok, I knew I had to persuade them with the fun things Tokyo had. “Robots, Sushi, Nintendo, Kawaii fashion, Comics…”  Then my Dad said, “Robots?” I smiled and said, “Yes, Japan is known for it’s robots!” My Dad was very interested, because he was an engineer, and robots were his life.

Then Mom said, “Comics?” She was interested because she was an illustrator for action novels. “Yes, they are called Manga. I read them all the time.” I gave her a copy of Shugo Chara! and flipped through it.“Wow! I love the detail of their eyes! I would love to go!” I smiled.

Marie groaned. Dad smiled. “So, we have decided?” Mom nodded. “Tokyo it is!” I knew I was going to miss my friends so much. But Tokyo is my dream, and I love New York, but we always visit there. Besides, it will be a new experience for us all.

Pandaprincess8910  posted at 12:00 on 10/8/15

          Moving to Tokyo!!! :D

      

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TotoroSwagg139 Posted at 2:00

                   LUCKY!!!

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The Uncannily, Depressingly boring life of Me.

BUT WAIT! THERE'S MORE!
 We will be starting a new series this summer! The name!?

 The Uncannily, Depressingly boring life of Me.  

Basically I went through my closet and found a bunch of old diaries from 2-6 grade. After a careful skimming, I realized they might be a potential gold mine! These won't just be from me though. Because everyone's had a hiccup know and then right? Or maybe that's just me...ANYWAY! All stories will be labeled anonymous, your name will never be leaked. Just leave a comment below, and I'll send you all you need to know about entering your own horrid memories.

Caught your attention didn't I!? Here's a sampler of what's coming this summer:

September 4, 2013

Today was the kick-off for Stars! (kinda like girls scouts but with the bible and no cookies) There were fireworks and food! There was so much smoke from the fireworks that Maddie( my friend from stars) and I had to run inside! 

Tomorrow is the first day of school. I am excited! Rasha(my dog) has a cold and is sneezing, hope he gets better. He’s pretty old...

This is going to be painful...

The Girl on the Train is NOT about a orphan girl who has adventures on a train, meets new people, and gets adopted by a rich family during the great depression.

Hey! So sorry it took almost three weeks for me to post, but here's a short version of what I endured.

• Two musicals, I was in one, and one of them lasted until 12:00 am
• Mic Tape on my new jazz shoes
• Seeing 4 friend from the past, that you thought you would never see again #ICKward!
• The Rose and The Dagger By Renee Ahdieh, fan feels. 
• The Girl From Everywhere, feels
• Finding out that The Girl on the Train is NOT about a orphan girl who has adventures on a train, meets new people, and gets adopted by a rich family during the great depression.
• Finding out last minute that you have Sunday School duty. whhhhhhhhhy

But overall, the past three weeks have been pretty swell folks! *cries

Anyway, here's a kinda-new story by yours truly! ME

p.s. Don't forget to send in your own story! YOU could become the next collaborator! 

FAUX FRIDAY, and it’s not-so-helpful- ’90S-oriented-psuedo-insprirational hamster posters.

Honestly, I’ve always been irked by ridiculous school holidays. The teachers think it’s for the fun of it, in fact a direct quote from Mrs. Holiday-totally not making this up, just an uncanny coincidence- “Spirit is what drives us here at Yesterfield Junior High! What else do we have to hope for…” she actually mumbled that last part. Back to what I was saying, school holidays are a complete waste, especially spirit week. Now I’m not saying I’m against Taco Tuesday, even though I’m 90% sure the meat is some sort of unnecessarily over processed meat by-product made some where west, but your milking it when you have; Faux Friday, March’n Monday-the principle thinks it’s ‘cool’ to not fully spell words, in replacement, ‘, for instance: Rock’n Runway festival, Bang’n Burrito weekend, and The Perio’ic t’ble of El’ments, Thrumm’n Thursday, and finally: Faux Friday.

The goal of this, somewhat, cheesy event, was to be happy, it didn’t matter what mood you were in. Happy. Like grinning from ear to ear. To make it even worse, there were unbelievably tacky, pseudo inspirational posters of small rodents lifting weights, and casually eating healthy food. Basically, anything that the normal 7^th-9^th grader wouldn’t do. I don’t even know why I wrote about that. Never mind. So these things are plastered all over the walls during gym class distracting me, because, hey! Who can resist intently staring at a neon pink poster with a hamster lifting weights, spattered with neon pink paint? The coach is harping over the fact that we have the lowest GPA in the whole county for physical activity. It’s pretty embarrassing and we’re all standing there like immobilized sloths, when the coach dramatically pauses and projects, “Greg!” now, if I were a theater geek-which I am not- I would appreciate his perfect diction, and how he didn’t linger on the ‘e’ for too long. Or he projection skills, I mean come on you could have heard him from the library, but since I am not a theater geek, and never will be, I did not appreciate any of these things. I was terrified. 

“Greg! Please demonstrate for the class, since you were so clearly paying attention!” jeez Louise, this guy could project…. “Uh, what would I be projecting your honor, I mean, um, sir, highness, coach?” looking back, this was one of my many failures of attempting to speak in public. This is why I don’t do theater, notice line 9, I collapse under any source of pressure, including/especially, pressure from coaches. “Bars!” he earsplittingly bellowed, kind of like Peter Boyle in Young Frankenstein, Anyway, I gave him a signature Greg ‘I-don’t-know-whatever-you’re –talking-about-because-I simply-wasn’t-listening’ look. “You.” He pointed in a robot like nature to punctuate every word. “Go. Lift. Weights. NOW!!!” At that point, I was quivering like Bert Lahr, who had really lost his courage. This event was going either of two ways. I could fail, or I could fail with my chin held high. In this event, of Greg’s Tragic mental decisions, I chose the latter.

I hauled my body to the other side of the gym where the weights-of-doom laid. “Just five boost, and you’re done.” The way this coach could have mood swings was really getting on my nerves. “Yes, sir.” I quivered, like the limp noodle I am, I couldn’t just go, “Oh sir, actually, I don’t want to, so how about you pick on someone who genuinely wants to do this so I don’t make a bigger fool of myself.” But of course, I just said that in my head. So there I was, under some intricate equipment I had no idea how to use, and a creepy hamster poster staring me down. “Lift, Greg. Like, Up. Down. Move. Your. Arms.” I nodded best I could, which wasn’t very much considering I was under a thirty pound dumbbell. Okay. I mentally prepared myself. Just, up, and down. CRASH! Okay, that did not sound good. “Greg.” The coach was holding back a tsunami of rage behind his eyes. Oh gosh, oh gosh, ohgoshohgoshohgos- “Yes, um, coach?” here it comes…. “You just broke my thirty-pounder.” I am sweating like Chip Zien, from that one number in Into the Woods. “Do you know what you should do?” I fervently shook my head.  “I think you should visit the principal’s office.” He stated in an eerily calm, state. I felt like a debunked victim of Judge Judy. So here I am. In detention because of the evil gym equipment, the creepy/distracting hamster poster, which was just because of Faux Friday, basically, it was all the hamster’s fault.