What if Sophie Foster had a daughter named Phoenix after they had defeated the Neverseen. Phoneix is a 12year old and something happens that will change her life forever. What if people were murdered and she was also a murderer...
All of the charact...
I was bored and searching something random up and I found Caddel means battle so Cadfal, what would that mean, that Cadfal dies or something because of fal in his name. Like I want that, anyone else agree with me.
Phoenix's POV Phoenix got out of bed walking to the lounge to have some breakfast. William was waiting for her sitting on the bench eating some sort of cereal. He looked at her as she entered the room and jumped down from the bench and put his cereal down on the table with a loud clank. "So are you going to explain everything" he asked crossing his arms and taping his right foot on the wooden floor making a rhythmic tapping sound. She nodded and continued to give him a 30 minute explanation of her past life. When she had finished he just stood there staring at her in purer shock.
"Alright your life was hectic when you were younger and still is" "I know, hey I was wondering seeming no one really in charge anymore. That if you want you can come live in the lost cites with me. I'm sure everyone will welcome you just as kindly as they listen to me, also I've got a speech today so you can also come to that" "I would love too" "Why don't you go pack your bags and we can head over there" he nodded and rushed off packing up most of belongings and came back 36 minutes later. She also put a nexus on him so he wouldn't die from fading.
They teleported to Hallowmist aka her parent's house. She conjured William's bags up to her room as they walked towards her mother's office. She knocked on the door with a couple soft taps. "Come in" called her mother as she opened the door with William behind her. Her mum looked up at her. "What are you doing here Phoenix?" "Coming to see you of course, you are my mother after all" "Your making me feel old, I'm only 73" "Yeah, yeah, what ever, alright so you coming to the all boring speech that I have to give in a an hour" "Yes, unfortunately" "I still need to get out of my PJ's into something more presentable, oh and William you might want to get something out of the cupboard of everything make sure it's super fancy. We must always annoy the stuffy nobles that I hate" he nodded while she grinned. She handed a map of the castle to him and he left. She plonked herself down on to the chair opposite her mother.
"So why did you really come" her mum asked "I don't want to be sitting in my house in the Lost Cites that is getting very boring after staring at the same walls for 12 continuous years, I spent way too many hours in my office staring at old out dated paperwork from the council and the letters from the ✨Golden Trio✨. And like I was also getting bored of being friends with celebrities like Taylor Swift and the presidents and what not, being a billionaire" "You were a billionaire there?" "Yeah, no biggy" she said uninterestedly ripping one of her long nails off and flicking it to the ground with a swish of her index finger. "I guess" her mother muttered. There was a knock on the door as Fitz, Alden, Della and the ✨Golden Trio✨ entered. "Shall I presume this is normal for you to be wearing PJ's only an 1 before your speech that you probably haven't even thought of what your going to say" Bronte said "Spot on Brontasaurus"
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The trio and her mum was wearing silver capes, their personalised circlets, registry pendent, councillors crest (Sophie with her team Valiant one) and black boots.Bronte had a black with silver embroidered leather jerkin with a long sleeve white undershirt and black pants. Oralie had a medieval looking vest that went into tight black pants with a white shirt underneath and her curly ringlets into two small French braids that went into a braided bun. And whatever type of makeup she was wearing, all she saw in her eyes that it was to much makeup.
