The Blood of the Phoenix

Hullo my lovlies, this is my second story on Wattpad! As usual please let me know if you notice something doesn't make sense or my grammar is worng(point made I'm dyslexic). If you like the story Vote, Comment, Follow! (I put it under action because *Spoilers* is a vigilante and hopefully I can get some good fight scenes in.)

Posted on 1-27-14

Status: Still in progress

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The Blood of the Phoenix

Chapter One:

 "Maxine Jameson, I am very disappointed.” Maxie Jameson was 15 years old with angelic blonde curls, innocent blue eyes, and perfect skin. Maxie also had a bright purple streak in her hair, a fake nose ring and ear cuff, and attitude issues.

"What a shocker." She said sarcastically and propped her black camo boots on Ms. Walkers desk.

"Maxine, this is serious. You tried to steal!" Ms. Walkers said genuinely concerned.

" It's Maxie. The operative word being tried." The young girl pulled her feet to the floor and stood up. "Ma'am we both know how this goes. You get mad at me I pretend to apologize and you take a few aspirins. So lets just skip to the part were I get to spend my Saturday scrubbing toilets."

"This is your last time with getting away with this. And actually along with scrubbing the toilets you will be working at the 7-11 you tried to take from. Three weeks." Ms. Walker said and Maxie stormed out of the orphanage warden's office. Maxie went straight to the girls dormitory and walked down the even dreary rows of metal cots. There were twelve cots on either side, twenty-four girls total, and her cot was the last one on the left hand side right under the window which had a spectacular view of the Hudson River. She grabbed her iPod, which was paid for by honest money, and put her ear buds in blasting Paramore as high as she could stand. Maxie felt a little tug on the edge of her shirt and looked up to find eight-year-old Elizabeth Miller.

Elizabeth a straight black hair, brown eyes, and an innocence that even Maxie couldn't be mad at. Beth hopped up onto Maxie's bed and gave her a hug. Since the very first day when Beth was four and had come to Tall Pines Orphanage she had decided that Maxie was her best friend, Maxie just didn't know it yet.

"Are you ok?" She asked and handed the teen her teddy bear Snuggles. Maxie took him and smiled.

"Yea I'm ok." Beth handed her a hair brush so Maxie could do her hair.

"Your not coming to the Empire State Building on Saturday are you?" For eight years old Beth was pretty smart, but she'd also been in situations no child should ever be in.

"No sweetie I'm not." Maxie said and Beth shrugged.

"Okay." Beth gave her a kiss and ran off to go play pretend with the other little girls.

Friday came and went and on Saturday morning almost all 48 boys and girls from Tall Pines Orphanage exuberantly boarded the twin yellow buses. Maxie had to stay behind along with two boys who had set of a stink bomb in Warden John's office. 9 am and Maxie was working on the first bathroom with her bucket and mop trying not to gag. By noon she was almost done and was heading to the final girls bathroom on the second floor of the old nursery. The orphanage closed it a few years ago but the bathroom was still used occasionally. Some said that it was haunted by a nurse who had jumped from a bridge when she couldn't get the babies to stop crying.

Maxie grabbed the key and was about to unlock the door when she noticed some weird red stuff on the knob. Maxie unlocked the door anyway and started on the first stall when she heard a low moaning. She dropped the bucket and water splashed over the floor. For a second she wondered if she should just turn and run but Maxie was the kind of girl that reflexively punched someone when they jumped out and scared her, she wasn't going to run. Slowly she banged open the stall doors until she came to the last one which had a smear of blood on the door.

"Here goes nothing." She whispered and shoved opened the door. But what she saw was the last thing she would ever expect.