TITLE NEWS!!!!

OK so I ended the poll like an hour early but the popular vote was.........The Templars!!!!! so the story will be named The Templars so expect some...or a lot....of changes to my blog with in the next week!!! :) Thanks again to my friend Mary for all of your help!! I probably would never do this if it weren't for you!!! Love ya! :)


- Nikki!

NEW STORY

SO with the help of Hannah I am going to start a new story!!!! we have come up with some amazing ideas and characters....This is not going to be a Wizard101 spin off story but we were a little undecided about the names.........so there are two options and they are in a poll to the right!!! choose whichever you like better and we will go with that one :) again any ideas will be appreciated!!

NEWS! KINDA!

Ok so I haven't posted in forever.......and so......I was reading back at my story and i think I might just restart the story...partially because i forget what it was supposed to be about....and also partially because i lost my notes for it(hence why i forget) And so stay tuned for more info!!! I think I might but i might not....I will tell you all more when I decided until then if you guys wanna comment on this post of any criticisms or anything you might want added into this story! or if you have another for of reaching me and telling go ahead! I am always open for ideas you guys think will make it better...and a lot of times i need help anyways :) so sorry for not posting. Hope to get more word out soon!

- Nikki <3

HI

HIYA PEOPLE!!! I haven't posted since the 16th...of may so HERE IS A SHORT STORY I WROTE ABOUT MAXIMILLIAN ROBESPIERRE!

            I have been in power for five months now. My plan is almost complete. All of the traitors in this nation must die. It is my duty. I have dealt with most of the counter revolutionists leaders now. I will never forget three months ago when the committee approved and told the people, “It is time that equality bore it’s scythe above all heads. It is time to horrify the conspirators. So legislatures, place terror on the order of the day! Let us be in revolution, because everywhere counter-revolution is being woven by our enemies. The blade of the law should hover over all the guilty.” The French will believe anything I tell them.

            As I sit at my desk and think about what other necessary actions need to be taken one of my informers, Auguste, comes bursting through my office doors. “Sir, sir.” He says while trying to catch his breath.

            “What is it Auguste?” I ask half knowing what he already is going to say.

            “A group of men by the well were speaking of.” He stopped for a second as I to think about what he was about to say. “They were speaking of leaving because of all the terrors, and saying that if they could, they would start a counter revolution.” 

            “Well.” I paused. “Who was it?” I demanded.

            Auguste gulped before saying, “Emmanuel Roux, Luc Vincent, and Serge Lefevre.”

            “Not those trouble makers again.” I said. I waved my hand to dismiss Auguste and he quickly, but quietly left the room. I waited a minute or two before calling the guards to come to my office. They march in single file.

            “Yes sir.” They say while bowing to me. I stand up and hey follow.

            “There are a few weasels I need you to catch for me.” I said sounding official. The guards waited quietly for me to tell them whom they need to arrest. “They go by the names, Emmanuel Roux, Luc Vincent, and Serge Lefevre. I want them prepared to be executed this after noon.” The guards nodded and quickly pivoted around and followed each other out of my office in a line. I sit back down and look out the window to see the position of the sun. If I’m not mistaken it should be around six a.m.

I call in the postman. He comes in wearing dark blue and white with red details.

“Yes King Maximillian?” He asks.

“Please inform everyone they are to report in front of town hall for another execution at high noon.” I say sternly.

“Right away sir.” He says almost intimidated while turning quickly around and leaving.

I call in some more guards and tell them to get the guillotine set up; and not to forget the basket this time. The one called Raoul looks sheepishly down to his feet. They nod in unison and file out of my office. I stand up and walk out on to the balcony to my right about five feet from where I was sitting. I look out over the railing of the outside structure down to the square of people. Why are there so many traitors in my country? It is almost a shame they are all going to have to die eventually. I laughed to myself before returning into my office. I make a turn to my right and walk over to the white doors. I reluctantly reach forward and open the door. I walk through the hall way making a right, then another right, a left and up the stairs, making my final right turn and walking into the castle part of the town hall that I live in. I walk through the living area and into the bedchambers.

I go over to my clothes and search through for something elegant to wear to the execution. A ruler must always look his best when in front of his people.  I must keep this revolution going. If I don’t. Disaster will strike inevitably.

I get back to my office and start pacing. People come in and out. Before I know it I am being told it is almost time for the execution and I need to go to the main foyer to be readied. I follow my servant down the main stairway into a fabulously decorated foyer filled with art from the renaissance.  I see guards on the right. Twelve at the most. Six of them are holding the prisoners. They look grim. Excitement builds inside before I am handed the royal scepter used before me by all kings. I hear the loud crowd outside having conversations and I know its time.

I stand in front of the main doors and look back to see everyone going into formation. I open the doors and lead the group of people out. Behind me are two guards holding the flag of France. Behind them are four guards that will keep order incase anyone else says anything. And behind them are the three prisoners each being carried out by two guards. WE all file on the platform except the four guards that are to keep order stay on the sides of the platform. I stand in front of my people and the crowd falls silent. I stand in front of them, holding myself high and looking as confident as ever.

“Hello!” I say to the crowd of people. “We are gathered because these three men,” I point to the three men, “Have decided it would be ok to talk about the revolution in a bad way. We all know that isn’t correct right?” I can see the crowd nodding. “Each of them will be brought up and presented to you.” I wave the first man forward.

“This is Luc Vincent. Do you have anything to say to defend yourself?” I ask not giving him time to answer, “No? Good. Guards. Walk him over to the Guillotine.” I say motioning towards the huge wooden structure to my left. The guards walk him over and use their knees to know him down and they correctly place his head on the structure. The executionist looks at me for a sign and I do the smallest head nod and he pulls the lever causing the blade to fall from the top and sever off the head of Luc. A burst of excitement flares up in me, but I hide it as to not break the seriousness in the crowd. The bloodied head falls into the basket and the guards quickly pick the body up and throw it aside, and make their way to the other four guards who are waiting in case they need to calm down the crowd.

I motion the next one forward. “This is Emmanuel Roux. Now do you have anything to say? No? Ok.” I motion for the guards to position him in the guillotine, and the event plays out; and another time. After Serge’s execution I stand before the crowd and say, “Terror is nothing other than justice, prompt, severe, and inflexible.” I pause to let it seep into the crowd’s mind. “You may now proceed with what you need to do.” I pivot on my heels and walk back to town hall with the guards following close behind. We all enter town hall.

A huge smile grows across my face but no one can see it. I am that much closer to the finishing of my plans. I climb the stairs and go back to my office. I am lost in thought until I can go back to my bedchambers for the night. 

A FEW MONTHS LATER

            It’s April 1794. The revolution is spiraling out of control. Now even my followers are starting to turn on me. I don’t think I can trust the council much longer. They seem to be doubting my motives. I don’t know how much longer I will last being the power figure. I have been getting less and less information on people who are against the revolution which is a sure sign I will be out of the council soon. Before I know Guards burst into the office and hand cuff my hands.

            “What’s going on?” I ask annoyed.

            “You are under arrest for the unlawful killing of nearly thirty thousand innocent citizens.” They said while getting a grip on my arm.

            “Who gave you this order?” I ask just as I said it Pierre Prieur walked in look high and mighty. “You did this to me?” I asked betrayed.

            “Why Yes I did. You unlawfully killed those people. The committee noticed it and we were waiting to take action.” He snapped his fingers and the guards took me to the foyer of the town hall. Pierre walks to the front and leads them all out of the town hall and up to the guillotine. There is a huge crowd, as always.

            Pierre steps to the front of the Platform and says, “Maximillian has done horrific and unneeded things. He unlawfully killed thirty thousand innocent civilians. It is time for him to get what should have happened months ago.” The guards brought me up to the guillotine and positioned me correctly to be executed. A smile grows across my face and as the blade comes down to my throat all I do is laugh. I laugh and then all at once, everything grows dark.  

Chapter 4!

SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG!

I run into the commons, and then into the shopping district, I was running passed the amulet shop when all of a sudden an entrance to…somewhere appeared. I stopped dead in my tracks and turned towards the door. A nice warm breeze blew my auburn hair back behind me. I looked around and everyone was going on with their daily lives like nothing weird was happening. I slowly approached the weird door. There was a weird essence of power, as you got closer. I slowly reached my hand forward while taking another look around and I turned a doorknob. Just as I was about to pull the door open towards me I saw something move out of the corner of my eye. I let go of the doorknob and turned to the direction I saw the movement and started walking towards it.

“Hello?” I called hoping for an answer. I heard the bush to my left rustle and I turned quickly and looked around at the trees that made a noise that was similar caused by the wind. Assuming it was my imagination I turned back around and started going back to the door when the rustling got louder, I went back to the bush and moved a couple of branches before seeing the outline of a head. “You can come out. I don’t bite.” Out of the bush came a tall muscular boy about my age. He was a couple of inches taller then me he had golden brown hair that fell right above his mesmerizing eyes that looked and sparkled like sapphires. I was completely speechless; I just looked at him in complete awe. 

I started to get butterflies then his quiet deep voice formed the words, “I-I can explain, you looked upset I followed you from the commons to make sure you’re okay, I didn’t mean for it to go this far, I mean a pretty girl like you shouldn’t be that upset.” He kept rambling on.

“Wait, did you just say I’m pretty?” I asked confused.

“Well, I have never seen a girl with those same green eyes that just sparkle when the sun hits it like dew on wet grass in early spring.” He responded looking away to the wall behind me.

“Well,” I was speechless. It was quiet for a minute and I heard the rustling of the trees again.

“I’m sorry I’ll go now.’ He said looking down at his feet and quickly turning around and nearly running away.

“Wait.” I said barely audible. He stopped and turned around. I motioned for him to come back and he made his way back over to where he was. “What’s your name?” I asked.

His eyes lit up, “My name is Anthony. What’s your name?” He asked looking deep into my eyes. I couldn’t help but smile.

“My name is Nicole. “ All of a sudden I heard the sound of wings flapping and I looked up. Hubert. He slowly flew down to the ground next to me. I walked over to Hubert and gave him a pat on the side.

Anthony’s eyes showed he was surprised, “You have a raven?” he asked.

I shook my head yes and added, “I only received him recently.” I trailed off. “Anyways I have to go, Nice meeting you Anthony hopefully I will see you soon!” I said giving him a huge smile. He waved good-bye before walking away.

I led Hubert back to the door that appeared before. It is still there. It is pale tan tile with fern imprints on it that I didn’t notice earlier. I opened the door fully and looked in. I stepped into the portal with Hubert following close behind. I looked down and I was standing in sand. I turned around and the door was gone. I look forward to find a breath-taking ocean. The water was crystal clear, a beautiful shade of aquamarine.

The sun was setting, casting a coral glow across the darkening blue sky. A slight breeze blew again and I bent down to get closer to the sand, and noticed it was tinted pink. The place was seemingly empty. I decided to go explore. I turned away from the blue water and walked farther inland. after about ten minutes of walking a forest of some type came into view. I looked around again and still no one was in sight. I started walking into the forest when I heard a growl.

My heart started racing and I looked around and saw nothing. I walked a little further, nervously and slowly and the initial growl sounded again.  It sounded further away but still very intimidating. I looked above and Hubert was flying high above the trees. He seemed excited about something.

“What do you see Hubert?” I asked, knowing there wouldn’t be an answer. He swooped down and landed in front of me. I shot him a confused look before jumping on his back. He quickly flew up high above the trees and I see what he meant. There was a small village, it was pretty bi but made poorly a little higher in the trees with wood. There were people everywhere. Their outfits were…different.

Men were wearing barely anything, women were wearing long halter dresses, and most of them had their hair on top of their heads.

Hubert and I didn’t know what to think of it. The sky grew a lot darker since we were at the beach, I told Hubert to head back to the beach maybe the door will be there again. He slowly flew his way to the waters edge, and now the sky was a dark oxford blue with bright stars that were like diamonds in the skies. I wish I could just stay here, but Kaitlyn really needed me.  Hubert landed next to the water and the door reappeared. We stepped through the door and we were back in the shopping district.

It was about ten o’clock. I decided to head over to the food section of the shopping district to pick up some food before going home to rest. I stopped in to my favorite restaurant, Café Cyclopes, and ordered the usual bell pepper salad. I got it in a to-go container then went back outside and Hubert flew us home. I realized I never really found the dinning room, or kitchen for that matter in the new house. I put Hubert in the little, well not little, big fenced in area that consisted a couple toys, and big pile of hay for him to sleep on, and food and water dish. I walked back to the front of the house, past the arena and into the front door.

The front door lead into a room filled with luxurious furniture, a grand piano, and many famous paintings on the walls. I’m guessing this is where grandpa and grandma threw parties I said to my self, giving off a little giggle. I walked straight and there was another door leading to a kitchen that was huge, it had refrigerator and a separate freezer,, counters, sinks,  it’s about the size of two dorm rooms. To my left there was another door, I opened to find led to this extravagant dining hall that can sit at least fifty people on a long polished wood table with painted gold designs in an argyle pattern.

I sat down in one of the chairs and awkwardly ate my salad alone in this huge room. The walls were lined with china cases, filled with china from all over the spiral, there was one that depicted dragons, and lots of fire. I finished my salad in silence before heading back to the main room and up the stairs to my room. Tomorrow I need to face the facts, I need to know what happened with Kaitlyn and, and if she’s going to be ok. 

SNEAK PEEK

I run into the commons, and then into the shopping district, I was running passed the amulet shop when all of a sudden an entrance to…somewhere appeared. I stopped dead in my tracks and turned towards the door. A nice warm breeze blew my auburn hair back behind me. I looked around and everyone was going on with their daily lives like nothing weird was happening. I slowly approached the weird door. There was a weird essence of power, as you got closer. I slowly reached my hand forward while taking another look around and I turned a doorknob. Just as I was about to pull the door open towards me I saw something move out of the corner of my eye. I let go of the doorknob and turned to the direction I saw the movement and started walking towards it.

So while I was on I guess, a break? practically everyone posted new chapters! So head over to the blogs that will follow to read amazing stories!!! The Blogs:

The Singed Cover- Chapter 2 is out! (Turned out amazingly)
The Wizarding Life Of Wolf DeathBringer- Chapter 3! (action packed as always)
Dragon Heart- Chapter 2, can't wait to find out what happens in this new place :)!
AND     Silver Rain         - Chapter I am not too sure!! but there are about 4 and they are surprising, and amazing!

SO Glad people are bring back blogs! I will try to write again soon! MISS EVERYONE SO MUCH! Now I am sleeping! Night!

Lots of Love
     Nicole DaisySigner