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The stranger stepped forward in the light, it was a beautiful teenage girl with long silver blonde hair and bright purple eyes. She smiled with her pink mouth and spoke inside Samantha's head in a silvery smooth voice, "!!!!!Athena!!!!!!help me!!!!!!"
((Not tilted, as in everything was sideways, her perception of things was wrong, she wasn't seeing them like she normally would.))
She came back into the room, a little bit scared. She could hear her heart beating start to thump _Thunmp-THump..
The room seemed to have a haze in it now, like someone was blowing a mist for special effects. She could almost feel the presence, not quite human, but she couldn't make out what it could be. Strangely she felt no fear of the stranger in the room.
When she went back down into the basement later to put everything in the dryer, she noticed something wasn't right. Everything was in the right places and nothing had changed, but it seemed almost like everything was tlted sideways.
Samantha shook her head and tried to get rid of the feeling. Quickly she put her clothes in the dryer and started it. She hurried towards the stairs, but something made her stop just as her foot landed on the first step. She turned around. This feeling was just as odd as the room ffelt, but it was different. There was someone in the room with her.
yes she seemed to be...cos she knew about the book, i mean who would, since she took it... so thinking Samantha felt better. She didn't know what the adventure would be but she sure felt like a nice big one right about now....mmmmm! And she gathered all the clothes from the first wash, she still had the rest of the hamper to finish. She started the second wash cycle and decided to head off for a walk out in the sunshine, maybe a tall soda...
She stared around, had the girl returned? But no. It was only...a slip of paper? She picked up the paper. It read,
Who is Athena, you ask? She is the beginning of all your adventuers. P.S. Don't worry, I'll return your book.
~Holly
Was Holly the girl she'd seen?
((YAY!!))
"No wait, who's Athena?" she called out, into thin air it seemed as the violet person just disappeared as if she was never there. Samantha was totally disoriented, started to cry as she had just lost her favourite book, it had been a treasured possession from her childhood and she couldn't bear to be parted from it.
There was another pop!
She said to Samantha, "Your job is to protect Athena from the evil of the world, and eventually send her home where she belongs." Before the girl could protest, or even wonder what was going on, the woman--no, girl, she looked not a year over fifteen--snatched Samantha's dragon book and vanished into thin air with a little pop!
Samantha was surprised to see the dragon queen, she had violet eyes and violet hair, she wore a crown with a single violet coloured stone set in the middle and her robe was made of gold with violet trimming on it. The queen was saying something to Samantha and she couldn't hear a word as she felt dizzy and light headed seeing this apparition before her in a boring laundry room...
Suddenly there was a huge clunk as the washing machene changed to the spin cycle. She jumped, suprised by the noise and looked up from her book. Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open as she saw what had been startled out from behind the noisey machiene. It looked at her intently, or rather it looked at the book in her hands. "Where did you get that, human?" The voice was low, almost a growl, but definately feminine.
She, as can be guessed, knew all of them by name. There was DragonLord, the biggest of all dragons and DragonClaw, the bravest of them...then there were little dragons and baby dragons and wise dragons and cruel dragons and even some evil ones. Oh! how she loved the book, she told herself and bored in the laundry room with her favourite book in her hand she wished she was magical or something magical would happen to her....
Samantha flipped through the Dragon Book, looking at her favorite pictures and reding some of her favorite qoutes.
(I just came up with it, cause I wasn't about to use a k name!)
It was a kids book really, not some modern baby book about smiling cartoonified dinosaurs, but an old book that she had always loved that had good drawings and underneath each drawing was a name. At the back it had some kids stories about dragon's society. It was kind of dark, and the dragons were proud and not the nicest creatures around, but they were in charge of the magical world. They were the court that judged all the major happenings that went on in that relm.
Maybe it was a little too creepy for a kids book, but it wasn't an adult book ether, she'd always loved it though, ever since her grandmother had found it in a box and given it to her when she was 8.
Samantha walked down the stirs with her hamper looking for the laundry room, it was right underneath the stairs. She found the light switch and got her first look at the room, where an exciting adventure awaited her.
She selected the pink machine for her wash today, it was lined up on one side of the room with four other washers/dryers.
She dumped her first load into the wash tub along with the cleaning liquid and as it foamed and spun, she took out her book of Dragons...
They had moved at the end of the school year. She's be going into her Sophomore year at this new school at the end of summer.
Today, she had to do all her laundry that she hadn't washed since she moved here. At least it would give her something to do. Her mom, Lillith, had explained to her that the laundry was part of their rent in the apartment and all the machienes were in the basement. So she piled her whole wardrobe into the basket and squashed it down. Preparing for a dull afternoon in the basememt of the new apartment building.
((Here goes....)) Samantha got stiffly out of their family’s blue station wagon, stretching her legs after the long trip. She looked up at what was now going to be her new home. It was an apartment building and looked, she though, like it had defiantly seen better days. Grabbing her backpack, she followed her mother and father to the door, through the lobby, and up to their new living quarters. To be frank, it looked wore than the outside of the building; the beds looked especially hard and thin, the window was cracked and dust covered everything.
Samantha sat down on her small, firm bed an hour later after they had unpacked everything. Suddenly she felt a pricking in the corner of her eyes. She gripped her pillow and told herself as firmly as she could, You’re strong. You can handle this.
She went to bed, her head swimming with thoughts of despair. Why, of why did they have to move?
The moonlight seeped through the window, making her hair appear silver when it reality it was a very dark brown. Some people called it black. Samantha turned in her sleep, unaware of the adventurers the next week would bring.


