Argentum Magia

Ok, so I have started a W101 story of my own. It's called Argemtum Magia. It is about 4 girls named Emma Dawnrider (me), Emily Goldflame, Rowan Lightbreaker and Sabrina Moonflower. Basically, me and Emily are sisters. I'm adopted. We are both friends with Rowan and Sabrina. And we are all Guardians. Though we don't know it. I fight Biti Nirini and get a Harp. When o play the harp, I make a spell. Like I can control things if I try and put my magic to it. oops! Ok, I almost forgot. I'm a Storm Wizard, Emily's a Fire Wizard, Rowan's a Balance Wizard, and Sabrina's a Life Wizard. In the end, I play the harp, Emily and Sabrin power the spell I play, and Rowan guids the spell that he vistem. But Sabrina has to too. But i can't tell you the end! Well, Emily, Rowan and Sabrina are my friends in real life. I told them about it and Sabrina thought it was sooooo good, she helpped me start writing it in as a new story, not in the termonolgy of W101. It's turning out good. So here is the fist part of the W101 one and the non-W101 one. Hope you like them!

1. W101 : Argentum Magia

I stared at the harp. Something odd seemed to surround the it. It was sitting calmly in the middle of my floor. The golden neck was shaped like a serpent wound about a bowl. I gingerly picked it up and set it on my knee. I pulled a string and it made a clear precise note that felt like the beginning of a song about dreams.
I pulled up a chair and sat down with the harp on my lap. I placed both hands on the strings and walked them up. It was a beautiful sound.
“Young Emma Dawnrider come down for dinner or your pasta will be cold!” That would be my mother. Joanna Windblazer. She is a Fire Wizard like my dad, Caleb Firecrafter and done with school. I am a Storm Wizard level 25. Most of my life is boring. Wake up, go to school, go to secondary school, work on quests, come home for lunch, work on more quests, come home for dinner and go to bed. That’s it. Every single day. Ugh. Sometimes I get to hang out with my 3 best friends Emily Goldflame, a Fire Wizard, Sabrina Moonflower, a Life Wizard, and Rowan Lightbreaker, a Balance Wizard.
We help each other out with quests all the time. That is almost the only excitement in my life other than gaining a level and becoming more powerful. Emily and Rowan are working on the Krokosphinx, I just started The Well of Spirits, and Sabrina is in Marlybone! So the rest of us make her stay back and help us. I have to wait until Emily and Rowan get to the Well of Spirits and Sabrina has to wait until all of us get the Chelsea Court that is the first place in Marlybone.
“Emma!”
“Sorry, coming!” I call back.
I place the harp back on the floor and stumble down the stairs into the dining room. Steaming pasta in a ceramic bowl with butter slowly melting on it.
“What were you doing up there that took you so long?” questioned my mother.
“Thinking about stuff.”
“Oh? Then what was that tune I heard up there then?”
“Uh, I got a harp from a quest so I was trying it out.” May as well tell her. Can’t hide something forever with a mom like mine.
“Where’s dad?” I asked before my mom could say more on the topic.
“Working late. Now eat your dinner.” When mom didn’t linger on a subject, it meant it was over. So I didn’t ask any more questions. I just quietly ate my supper without even mumbling a word.

***

The next day, I got up to a continuingly pulsing blue glow. I struggled to wake up to see what was causing it.
It was the harp.
I went over and picked it up. It continued to glow. What was this? I looked to see if Emily was up, she was my closest friend. Yes, she was.
Emily? Teleport quickly and quietly. I need your help. I Wind Spoke her. Wind Speaking is when one wizard can talk to another wizard from any distance. But the conversation can only go on between the 2 wizards.
Now?
Yes. It’s an emergency. Well, not really. But you’re my only friend up right now.
Silence. What she doing?
I spun around at the sound of a crack like pop. Emily stood there. “Yes?”
I pointed to the harp. “What do you think it means?” I asked.
“As in, like it’s a sign or something?”
“I guess so. I don’t really know.” Emily continued to stare at the harp thoughtfully.
Before I could respond, black rope shot out from nowhere, binding Emily and me tightly. I tried to call out, but the rope covered my mouth. I didn’t have my wand or my spell cards. No weapon at all. Maybe I could bite through? Only then did I realize the rope was not rope at all, but magic.
I looked helplessly at Emily. She looked back just as helpless.
Soon, the black rope was all over me and so tight I could barley breath. I could see nothing. Touch nothing. Hear nothing.
My brain seemed to be going fuzzy. Coved like I was. I could not think of a way to escape.
All seemed lost. But hope still lingered.

2. Non-W101 : name not yet varified
Part 1
Introduction
~The Next Guardian~
A cloaked figure moved slowly through the forest in Qartin. A southern town in Anlopia. A small baby cradled in his arms. It was high after noon, but you could not tell. For darkness was everywhere. Not a flower had grown, not a ray of sun had been seen. The man was the cause of all this. And he knew this baby could stop his wicked plan. And even now, he knew there were people who plotted against him. This group of people called The Guardians. Life & Death, Weather, Fire and Commune. If he faltered, he would fail. And there wasn’t room for ruin. He raised the baby in one hand, spoke some words and teleported it far away. All the way to a small town called Canala. No one would be able to arise the baby’s destiny there. Just as long as other future Guardians weren’t there.
Or so he thought.
The next year, when the baby was just turning 1, The Guardians over threw the darkness, Canala became a Wizarding Community, and all that aroused a tiny spark in the baby’s soul. Therefore, the link between the man and the baby was reconnected, and the darkness, was going to come again.

~What's Going On?~
Home is where people who like you surround you. Home is where you can feel welcome. Home is where you will always find comfort when you are lost. Home is where family will take care of you and you can always find it when you are lost.
I never had that. I’ve never had a home to myself like that. I wish I did though. But maybe I’m not meant to have one if I don’t. I am perfectly happy living with my best friend, Emily Flame.
My name is Emma Rider. And I live in Anlopia. In the town of Canala, one of the many Wizarding Communities (note: or WC for short). You’ll see WC all over the place if you’re in place that has wizards. And most of Anlopia is.
Though, of course, not all is perfect here. A strange rumor has been going around that something was stirring in Northern East. An unspeakable shadow built from pure darkness and evil. NE is a city all in the mountains. Built all from stone. That is where I was originally from too. The Head of all WC has been recruiting the highest and most experienced wizards. It’s a time of war. And sorrow to come. Everyone prays we will win and the Dark Time will never come again. The last time a Dark Time came, no food grew, no body went out, and nothing was done. Only darkness was everywhere.
Finally, a group called the Guardians came and stood up to the Darkness and defeated him. But now people are thinking, ‘did they really?’

Part Two
The Story Continues…
~Family Life~
I slowly sat up in bed, and as the morning sunlight hit my faced, memories came flooding back into my mind of the previous night. Emily and I had had a fight. About families.
I had said something rude about a new friend she had made, Rowan Breaker I think, and then she made a rude comment about a family. And that had set me off. So now we didn’t know what to do with each other.
“Time for breakfast!” Emily’s mom yelled from downstairs. I looked over to the bed next to mine. The lumpy figure of Emily still showed she was asleep.
Emily was a Fire Wizard. Drawing her power from the ground and others around her, she had nearly killed me last night. I mean by making all the heat leave me. So to protect myself, I had drenched her in rain. The heat drawing had stopped, and now I surrounded her in a cage of lightning. Since I can proudly say I’m a Weather Wizard.
Sudden Fire erupted behind me, making me loose concentration.
Precisely then, Emily’s parents had come in. Heather Bolt, a Life Wizard and Caleb Winter, a Snow Wizard. Everyone in Anlopia has different last names. You choose you full name when you are 5. It can be however long you want it. But most people choose it to be 3 words. Sometimes 4. Rarely 5 or more.
“Emma?” I looked over at Emily who had now rolled over and was looking at me.
“What?” I said with an annoyed voice.
“I’m sorry about last night. I wasn’t thinking. And what you said about Rowan made me mad.”
“I guess I should be sorry too. I made fun of your new friend, so I guess its both our faults.”
Emily nodded.
Talking to Emily mad my anger start up again. Slowly, I repeated the 7 schools and their weaknesses.
Weather and Myst, Life and Death, Fire and Snow, Commune the Balance of All.
Now that I felt calmer, I got up, put on my tunic, hat and shoes, grabbed my wand and headed for the door.
“Um, Emma?” asked Emily. I turned.
“I really am sorry. I’m really glad for you to be my sister. I hope you know that.”
“Of course you do. I am too. Even adopted siblings have fights. I think I’m okay now. You should be too.”
Emily nodded. I waited while she got dressed and we went down together.
When we arrived down-stairs, Heather looked at us. “Well?” We looked at her, confused. She coughed. “Well, any certain fights been made up lately?”
She was talking about last night. “Yes mother,” Emily said calmly.
“Good, because as punishment for the messy kitchen I had to clean, you guys have to make your own breakfast and pack your own lunches and school stuff.” We both groaned.
“But mom-”
“No buts. Misbehavior must have consequences.”
We grumpily made breakfast, packed our things and headed out the door with 15 minutes before school started. In Canala, you are questioned to decide what kind of Wizard you will be. As you know already, Weather, Fire, Life & Death (note: Made as one, quite powerful. Though you can just be Life or Death), Snow and Commune. Each school has its ups and downs, pros and cons. So to make it even, you get choose a second school to study in. You can learn all the history and other characteristics of that school, but have to pay to learn a spell. I’m taking second in Life, which you can learn. There are 2 teachers for that school (note: or L&D) and so is Emily.
“You want to meet Rowan before school?” Emily asked.
“Sure.”
“She’s there.” Emily pointed. There stood a girl with light brown hair, tanish brownish colored robes and holding a staff with a glowing tip at the end. She looked like she had a lot of experience. But then Emily said she was only a level 29, same as us. Also in Anlopia, you will express experience (note: or xp) in levels. So you gain a certain amount of experience and you gain a level. You become more powerful. Every so levels, you learn a new spell. And a more powerful one each time. Once you gain a certain amount of xp, you cannot gain anymore and now called a Grandmaster or your school. Then you can show off to all the low levels. Also, you can travel all over Anlopia. From the High Ridge Mountains to the Sea of Ever Lasting Whispers. In between, stop by the Plains of Merlyn and the Lake of Slain Warriors. Then go to the capital of all Anlopia. Sybithia. Home to Marlin, the Prime Minister, the expert of all magic.
We walked up to Rowan. “Hey yo!” Emily said happily.
“Hi, is this your sister?”
“Pwif, of course not. Just some stranger who follows me around for no reason.”
“Emma, I’m Emma. And it’s more like this weirdo follows me around!” We all laughed. Suddenly, the bell rang, time to start school. Early? We still had 10 more minutes.
Oh yeah. The school district was starting announcements. 5 minutes of it. Then another 5 minutes of class-room-time. I sighed. Joy to extra 10 minutes of school.
“K, I guess I have to go,” I said. “See you guys after school. I mean! Maybe at break.”
“Ok, see ya!”
While Emily and Rowan walked over to the hill where the Fire and Commune schools were, I headed over to Nym’s Lake. A lime stone building with purple swirls and yellow spirals painted on the outside. It was very enchanting. All the other schools had the same thing. I joined the other students streaming into the building.

Ok, so a little bit about the second one. I hope you can see the differences of it. But also see how similar it is. So. If anyone has any suggestions, please saw them. I really need them. The way the NW101 goes, is that there is a part, then each part has 1-4 parts. So, as you can see, the 2nd part only had 1 part. but right now there is 3. So yeah

Thank you!

~Emma

A Story

so here is a story that i want all you people to hear/read.
thank you

Bright Sat (part 1)

Everything was going well. Until the stranger came. I was looking out my window on a warm sunny day when I saw him. A guy dressed in a black cloak and holding something under his arm that must’ve been sharp. I was curious and wanted to know who he was. So I got up off my bed and ran down stairs and peeked out the kitchen window. There he was again. Walking up our stone path.

My mom had left me alone for the day while she went to the market. I didn’t know what to do so I went back to my room and pretended that I wasn’t home. The stranger knocked. I didn’t answer. He knocked again. And again, and again, and again. And each time I barley breathed.

Something about him gave me goose bumps. And, I was scared. I had never had someone come to the house when I was alone.

My name is Ai. I was named after the first Queen of our kingdom 300,000 years ago. Her name was Arianna of Lamia. That’s our country. But I prefer Ai.

Why would some weird guy come to our cottage? It’s a full five miles from anything. And a full 500 miles from the Castle of Lamia. Only my dad has been there. Once. The day he died. No one knows how, but he did. I was very sad and mom was devastated. I had to live with my best friend, Kit, for a month before she got better.

I was awoken from my thoughts with a loud crash from downstairs. Something must have tipped over. But I then heard heavy footsteps. The guy had broken down the door.

“Oh no,” I breathed. I ran over and got into my closet. Hoping for the best.

The footsteps were coming up the stairs.

“I know you’re in here,” a deep voice said somewhere. “You can’t hide from me.”

I stayed as still as a statue.

“AI!?” another voice said. It sounded like Kit’s. The footsteps stopped. The guy didn’t want to be found. But I couldn’t answer.

“AI!?” Kit called again. I wanted to answer so badly.

Then, the heavy footsteps walked briskly back down the stairs.

“Ai!? Is that you?”

She thought I was the stranger going down the stairs. But I controlled myself and stayed perfectly still and did not utter a single word.

I heard the back door slam. The guy had left. It was safe to come out.

“I’m upstairs Kit!” I call out.

“Oh. Ok. I was getting worried,” Kit said coming up the stairs. And indeed, she did look worried. She was pale and her chest was going up and down at a fast pace.

“Are you ok?” I asked.

She shook her head. I couldn’t tell if it was a yes or no. “No. I’m fine. Just ran from my house here. Just wanted to say hi.”

She was lying. I could tell. “Liar.”

“Ugh. Your right. I am.”

“Why?” I questioned.

Kit looked down. “Your mom is missing,” she said.

I let out a shriek. “NO! NEVER! Mom can’t be missing! NO!”

“Calm down Ai. It’s ok. The Lamia soldiers will find her. Miss Janna sent me to tell you.” Kit said as reassuringly as she could manage. But even as she said the words, I could tell she didn’t think it was ok either.

All of a sudden, I got a strange feeling. A feeling that said the Lamia soldiers wouldn’t find my mom. That someone had taken her and no one but a person called Bright Star would defeat them.

“I have to find my mom,” I say suddenly. Kit looked up at me.

“You’re joking.”

I shook my head no. Indicating that I wasn’t.

“But, you don’t even KNOW where she is! And how are you going to get her when you find her?” Kit pointed out. It was true. The idea had just popped into my head. I had no plan, no idea what to do, no nothing. But I would stay that way unless I found something on how to fix it.

Kit stared at me. “Well?”

I got up off my bed. “I’m going.”

Kit gapped at me. “Your serious?!”

I didn’t respond. Kit groaned. Then she looked thoughtful. Like she was considering something. “Ok,” she said suddenly. I looked up at her. Confused. “I’m coming with you.”

“Say what!”

“I am,” she said reassuringly. But I felt anything but reassured. What was she getting at? Then I thought of the idea to go save my mother. That had been a random thought. I had sort-a spaced out for a second. Kit had just done that too. A random idea must’ve popped into her head too.

“Um, Ai? Why are you saying, ‘toast’?” Kit asked. I was pulled away from my trance.

“Um, I was just, thinking we should bring toast,” I said trying to cover up the coincidence. Oops! I thought. My bad!

~*~*~*~*~*~

“Oh my gosh!” exclaimed Kit. We were both tired. We were making our way to the Castle of Lamia. This was, as I said, 500 miles away from our town.

“Couldn’t we just steal a horse or something?” she asked. I glared at her.

“No!” I say sternly. “We do not steal anything unless absolutely needed.”

“But we aren’t going to make to Lamia! We’ll run out of food in a few days and the next nearest town is 50 miles away!” protested Kit. It was true. But we didn’t have time to waste.

“We’ll stop for food there. The Town of Kice. We do not stop until then. We will also get wounds bandaged.” While going through the Swamp of Lost Memories, me and Kit both fell onto a ditch and Kit got a gash that wouldn’t stop bleeding for days and I got hit hard and have an ugly scare on the side of my face. With Kit’s wound that was on her thigh, that slowed us down. And I couldn’t hunt; I was the only one who knew bow and arrow, because I got a miner concussion. So we had no fresh meat.

Kit groaned again. “What are we going to do!” she cried out.

“I don’t know. But I do know that we are not gonna die. That I’m sure of that.”

Our plan was simple. We were first going to the Castle of Lamia to seek any information on my mom. Then, with that information, we would go to the location…

Kit let out a deafening screech. I was forced out of my thoughts to see what had happened. Kit was staring horrified at the biggest wolf I had ever seen. Saliva was dripping from its mouth and it haunches were raised. It put its right back foot back a step and put its left front foot forward a step. The pose you got into when you’re about to attack. And it was pointing right at Kit.

“Kit look out!!” I called out. Though she was near I reached over and grabbed her shoulder.

The wolf growled. Then strangely, it spoke. “Let the Kit Girl go, and I won’t harm you. Young Bright Star, danger is near.”

Bright Star (part 2)

I stared blankly at the wolf. What was he saying? It made NO sense. The wolf seemed to read my expression. Because he said, “You may be confused young Bright Star, but I mean you no harm if you mean not to harm me.”

“I will only defend myself if you try to harm me,” I snapped at him. He did a low growl, but it seemed to represent a laugh.

“Then we understand each other than do we not?” I didn’t know how to respond. He continued to laugh.

“Ha, ha, ha,” I said enthusiastically. What was wrong with this mutant?

“What’s your name then?” I asked him.

“Keith,” he responded absentmindedly.

I was about to say my name when Keith interrupted saying, “do not tell me your real name young Bright Star. You are already known to our kind.”

I looked at him confused. “Why do you keep calling me ‘young Bright Star’? I have another name ya know.”

“You may have another name. But that name is only a ‘cover up’ or a fake. Though your real name may be non-namey, but it is still your name.”

I was about to respond when kit yelled, “HEY!”

Me and Keith looked down at her.

“Yes?” said the wolf.

“Where, do I, come into all this?” she asked calmly. But by all the pauses, I could tell she was annoyed.

“Well, if you say your name is Kit, then my companion is looking for another young girl the same age as Bright Star. Her real name is something like The Warrior.

When the Bright Star and The Warrior join together, a powerful magic will be seen,” explained Keith.

“So how do you tell if I’m, or if the other girl is The Warrior?”

“And how do you know I’m Bright Star?”

Keith looked flustered from all the questions. “I don’t think this is the time and place to talk about all this,” he finally said.

“Ok, well, then me and Kit will continue on our way to the Town of Kice and if you follow, we can then talk to you there,” I concluded.

Keith nodded his head. “Can’t say it better.”

So we spent the night in a small clearing we found. Keith caught a dear and for the first in four nights we had fresh meat. Fresh food cooked over a hot fire and someone new to talk to; I thought that maybe things would turn out all right.

So little did I know then.

~*~*~*~*~*~

“I need her NOW!”

“But master, she is almost to the border of Mali, she will be in the safety of Lamia by the time we catch up to her.”

“Did you hear what I said!?! My order was to get the girl no matter WHERE she was or WHAT she was doing!”

“B-b-but, she has company. A wolf. Large and always hungry.”

“What do I care if a Bargina Wolf stands in my way?! I will crush him if it takes every last drop of my strength!”

“Yes or course master.”

“Take this new order to Chief Kalsly. I know he will follow his order exactly as told. Tell him to dress up an army to look like Lamia Soldiers. With their pretty little armor. And have them catch the young girl on her way to Lamia. She will not have the power to take them over yet. Fresh power is stronger than controlled power. You will not fail to bring Kalsly this order?!”

“No master.”

“Good. Now leave me.”

“Yes master.”

“Mal!”

“What does my master request?”

“I need a weapon to drain the girl of her power. To put it in me. And I need it by 3 days. Can you do it Mal?”

“Anything you need will be able to be made. And if not made? Then stolen.”

“Excellent. Now go do it.” ***

like it? like it? like it? i know some of you may have read it before, but i'm posting it up here again. :D:D

thanks for (not) reading!

~Emma