Chapter One: The Dream

Dear diary,

Today was one of the worst days of my life!

First, one of the cutest guys in school actually noticed me! But that really isn't bad at all. Let me get to the point first. Next, while I was eating lunch he asked to sit with me! So while we were sitting together, chatting and carrying on, one of the most popular girls in school just happened to walk by and notice us sitting together. Her and her cronies sent me this menacing death glare that made me cringe.

"Don't worry about them Mags. They just have issues." The guy said to me. I calmed down for a while, but not for long. I got up to get a bag of chips from the snack machine nearby and hurried back. Once my butt hit that seat the most disgusting sound you could ever hear came screeching straight out from this whoopee cushion thrown onto my seat. I picked the whoopee cushion up, threw it at those grimacing freaks, and ran blindingly out of the lunch room. I leaned against my locker, hit it with my fists a few times, and just sat there. Then he, Robby was his name, came running after me.

"Hey Maganium, you alright?" he asked concern clear in his voice.

"No," I said honestly.

Then he put his hand on the locker and said, "Hey, if she messes with you again I got your back."

"Okay." I said. But the rest of the day was horrible. I hope tomorrow's better.


"Well, well, well my young sword maiden, will you not turn in your powers for me so that I can give riches to you and all the others that have power in your land?" asked the man in dark armor. It looked as if black smoke were pouring out of it. It was so dark that you couldn't even see his face. The only thing you could see on his face, wherever it was, were these glowing red eyes that looked as if souls were crying out in a dark pool of blood. She felt sick to her stomach. When he began to speak it was like listening to a snake hiss at you. It was very uncomfortable. She didn't answer.

"Now, I'm going to ask you again and I want a straight answer," he said, hissing as he came closer. "Will you turn in your powers?"

She looked up at him in excruciating pain, "I will never turn my sword in to your bloody hands you greedy pervert!" She yelled almost out of breath. Head back down, hands behind her back, she thought, why am I here? How did I get here? I don't deserve this.

"Well, then. How about this?" He paces back and forth. Will you deny your king for me? I will give you riches far beyond anything you can ever imagine. I will make you queen over all the land. Now doesn't that sound good?" he asked with greed dripping from his voice.

She thought for a moment then replied," No! I will never deny my king, not for riches or glory!"

She looked at her friend tied up on the other side of the room, smiled to her friend, and looked back down.

With a cynical smile on his face he lifted his sword and let it fall.

"Ahhhhh!" she screamed. Quickly, she sat up in her bed, terrified of the dream she just had. She looked out of the window and then at her clock. It's 3:15 in the morning, she thought. It must have been those chili dogs I ate last night. This is the second time I've had this dream, but this time it was so real. I can't seem to shake it.

"Are you alright, Maggie?" someone asked.

"Yes, Grandy I'm fine," She got up and went to the bathroom. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and saw a gigantic flaming cat. She shook her head and walked out of the bathroom.

Maganium! A voice yelled. She ignored it.

A/N: This story will no longer be abandoned.