The Flower Children

The Flower Children

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"Enchantia...In...Danger...Help my people..." It continued, closing its eyes. Micah broke free from his sisters' protective grip and gently knelt next to the creature. Maia screamed and tried to take him away but he shrugged off her attempts. At that point, the creature shot up into a sitting position and dug its nails into the boy. It spoke in a grave and low voice when it said its next words," You," it said looking directly into the boy's eyes. "You will save my people. If you do not, you will all suffer the consequences. There will be nothing left." Its eyes fluttered and it swayed and collapsed onto the ground, not releasing its grip on the terrified child. Maia pried its dead hands from Micah's arm and once he was free she squeezed him tightly and they walked away. "What was that thing?" she wondered out loud and to her surprise her brother replied with, "A Flower Child." ********************************************* It's been 6 years since Maia Anderson and her brother Micah came into contact with a Flower Child and now at 17, Maia still feels obligated to protect her brother from the impending danger that is the Reapers, despite the fact that neither Maia or Micah seem to know what they are. All they know is where there's a reaper, there's a promise of destruction and loss, something that the Anderson siblings want to ultimately prevent. So they go back to where it all began, the meadow just outside their grandparent's farmhouse. Eager to find answers, they form a formidable gang united in their hopes to find the weapon that will cause the demise of every single Reaper. During their quest there will be drama, humour, deceit, maybe even a little romance? Alliances will be made, relationships tested, trust will be broken but overall, you're not going to want to miss out on the adventure that the badass Anderson siblings and their interesting cohorts will embark on, in order to save the world.
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[# 88 in TEEN FICTION on 14/3/18.] [#5 in angerissues on 10/05/2018] COMPLETED!!! No matter where you come from, your dreams are always valid. RULE 1: Never let anyone under estimate the power of your dreams. RULE 2: Always follow rule one. These were the only principles little Ria lived by. Her devoting and protective nature always came out as harsh and bitch-y. Everytime she felt threatened, her claws came out, ready to defend...to destroy. It's only you who knows the value of your dreams. So, what will she do when her exterminator walks into her life, ready to ruin everything she lives for. She fight's. A fight between two souls. ________________________________ "Who do you think you are?" she asked, bravery seeping through every syllable leaving her mouth. A devil carves fear, and when you don't give him that, he is agitated. "Your nightmare baby." he smirked as he leaned closer to her. They say never look into his eyes...he is evil. Don't cross paths with him...he is unforgiving. Never challenge him...he is destructive. But what did she do??? Every damn thing she wasn't supposed to! Add a punch to the already shaky equation and you'll find yourself amidst drama...teenage drama. Is it right to let these two souls collide? "I am not your damn servant whom you order around, get that straight through your thick skull!" with that she walked away like a pro if I may say so...leaving him staring at the place where she previously stood. When an ego is hurt, revenge is born. "Come on guys. . .we need to sort out some things," all his friends could do was watch; watch helplessly, as destruction planted it's ugly claws into their lives. A tale of destruction, misery, loyalty, friendship, trust and betrayal. "If you call yourself a dreamer, I call myself a dream-snatcher. You won't even know what hit you, little girl," he thought, as he smirked wickedly at her retreating figure. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Has mild cursing be warned!

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