Emily and Ema

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Emily and Ema

Emily and Ema are together in a fantasy short story.

Rules:
1. No fighting.
2. No taking over the story.  Work it out with your partner so you can both do the story equally.
3. Keep the story PG.
4. GloWorm says to always keep to your genre, but I disagree: if you really want to, change genres.
Thank you very much! :)

submitted by BellaTrix ✌ ♡
(May 10, 2009 - 8:08 am)

(((Before I write, can you give me a hint on the major victory? I'm not quite sure I'm getting it. :D)))

submitted by Ema, age 11, NY
(July 2, 2009 - 5:32 pm)

((Definitely. I'm just saying, first of all, we shouldn't spend so much time on something trivial. Hence it has to be made important. Second, Jacob has already demonstrated his ability to overwhelm Kanti easily - she wouldn't be so stupid as to assume that he couldn't this time. There's some other force behind the whole attack, some force that wants Jacob dead. Sorry, I know this wasn't in our plans, but I think there's something that has a vendeta against the fairies. Kanti is only its tool, and its immense power was what was fueling the closing-spell and freezing-spell. We just have to figure out what it is now. Sorry. My fault. If you want, we could just take out the part I just wrote. It's outside of what we had planned. But if we do, we've got to take out the rest of the encounter with Kanti too, or make it important some other way. In a short story we don't have room to waste on something that doesn't matter. Besides, my last addition will fuel Kanti's hatred of Jacob even more. I'm not sure my solution didn't just give us more problems, but it fixed the ones we already had, as far as I can tell. That make sense? Sorry it's so long and convoluted. And please let me know what you think - I don't want to take over the whole story, and this could be a big plot change.))

 

-EH

submitted by Emily H. :), age 13, Sparks, NV
(July 4, 2009 - 11:13 am)

(((Ok, so before I write anything, I just want to make sure I've got the whole idea. Kanti is like "part" of the force that wants Jacob dead. The force made the freezing spell happen, right? But this time, Jacob was powerful enough to overwhelm the force, and sort of blasted it away? Now we just need to figure out what this force is exactly. Do you think we should replace the force with what we were planning to do before- using the circus? I think that would make sense, because since it is a short (long) story, it might make it confusing with two big things happening at once, right? Ok, now I think I have it, but I'm not sure if you want to plan more or just let the story go as it pleases..... *thinks about a river floating towards the sunset- my image of letting the story "go as it pleases."* Oh, and thanks for telling me what was happening, because it wasn't exactly clear before, as there wasn't any more story to read for more clues.)))

submitted by Ema, age 11, NY
(July 5, 2009 - 7:35 am)

Looks like you've got it. Yeah, maybe Kanti is trying to betray the fairies to this force.... whatever/whoever it is. Sounds good!

 

-EH

submitted by Emily H. :), age 13, Sparks, NV
(July 5, 2009 - 3:29 pm)

(((Sorry I haven't been on in a few days. I'll try to post soon, but this is a busy week. Next week, I'm going to the Fingerlakes for a week starting the 18th and coming back the 25th. I'm bringing the computer with me but I probably won't be posting as much.)))

submitted by Ema, age 11, NY
(July 8, 2009 - 10:02 am)

I won't be on much either, truth be told. My aunt and uncle and their five-year-old and three-year-old are here for a week, so not only will I be sleep-deprived (the kids are in my room :P) but I'll be busy. They're a ton of fun, though. So don't worry about being on less often. You can just wait till you get back if that'll help.

 

-EH

submitted by Emily H. :), age 13, Sparks, NV
(July 8, 2009 - 6:41 pm)

Back to the front page, now.... And Ema, I'm ready to start again whenever you are.

 

-EH

submitted by Emily H. :), age 13, Sparks, NV
(July 14, 2009 - 11:25 am)

(((Okay, whew! Back on for a few days. I had to visit my grandma's house and was told right before I went to bed the day before, so sorry about that, not giving you any warning or anything. :/ I'll write something now, and I'll try to write again before Saturday. :D)))

Mari stood still, staring at Jacob, partially afraid of his powers. "What happened?" she asked, holding her head. "It feels like something.....flew out of me, like I'm weak." She leaned on the table and eventually sat down, head atop her folded hands.

Jacob though, seemed as strong as ever, stronger even. He stood straight and tall, shoulders back, staring at the opened door where the ice flew out. "I- I'm not sure," he stammered after a few moments of silence.

It wants you....wants you....you...dead..... An eerie voice echoed around the bottle, and seemed to travel out the door, leaving nothing but the sound of ice dripping from the ceiling. The sound grew fainter and fainter as it repeated what it said. Suddenly, it flew inside the bottle again and boomed so loudly it fractured the glass bottle, I want YOU dead! Black-colored winds swirled around Jacob, lifting him in the air. He floated there for a second, then the mists disappeared and dropped him down on the floor, hard.

Mari rushed over to Jacob and picked him up, dragging him over to the bottlecap bed. "That couldn't have been Kanti," she said, shaking and shivering at the same time.

"No," he agreed, clutching his leg in pain. He turned to face Mari. "But what was it, then?"

 

(((I'm not sure if you want to keep this part or not. I like it but I'm not sure if it works for you.

submitted by Ema, age 11, NY
(July 15, 2009 - 5:04 pm)

((I do like it. I'll write more when I can - tomorrow morning, probably.))

 

-EH

submitted by Emily H. :), age 13, Sparks, NV
(July 15, 2009 - 10:41 pm)

((I need to think this over. Give me a while. :D))

 

-EH

submitted by Emily H. :), age 13, Sparks, NV
(July 16, 2009 - 4:04 pm)

(((Ok I will. :D. Just like I needed to think it over for the big KABOOM! moment after the major victory. )))

submitted by Ema, age 11, NY
(July 16, 2009 - 4:52 pm)

(((Just to bring it up to the top of the queue...... :D)))

submitted by Ema, age 11, NY
(July 21, 2009 - 11:11 am)

And Kanti was there, laughing silently. "Wouldn't you like to know!" she said, exulting. "Wouldn't you just love to know!" She laughed again, a grating, malevolent laugh, and she disappeared.

Just disappeared.

No fairy could do that.

Something clicked in Jacob's mind, and he sat paralyzed for a moment, in dismay. Mari say his mouth moving silently, and his head began to shake, back and forth, with increasing vehemence as the true horror of their situation dawned on him. No, no no! And then in an agony of terror, "NO!!!!!!!!!"

 

Mari stayed kneeling by him for a moment, dumb with the realization that if Jacob was so frightened, chances were slim that she would survive if she stood by him.

Then again, from what she had seen, she definitely wouldn't survive if she stood agains him. There was really no choice, was there?

So she said, "Tell me." In a voice quiet, frightened, but firm, with a sort of desperation in it, "Tell me."

Jacob took a shuddering breath and whispered, "You remember in the Histories when King Aka turns traitor and almost destroys the fairy kingdom with his magic? And he was so strong that all the Nine together barely managed to hold him back and destroy him?"

"Of course I remember! It's the first thing you learn as a fairling."

His voice was getting a little stronger now. "Well, it's not true. That is, it's true, but that's not all of it. The Nine decided to keep the truth a secret, saying that it was too horrible for everyone to know." Mari, indignant, tried to say something, but Jacob plowed on. "The truth is that he made a trade with a being we know only as the Terror of the East, when we do talk about it, which isn't often. The trade was that Aka would be given immense power and magic by the Terror in return for giving the Terror bodily shape. He got his power and magic, all right - which the Terror, controlling his body, used to destroy his people. I don't know all of it, but apparently the Terror has no power unless embodied in a fairy, in which case it is the most powerful being alive. It's happened before - remember Slane? and Karteer? and....."

Mari cut in. "And every other fairy who has come dangerously close to destroying us all."

"Well, yes. And each time it's been by only the full power of the Nine that it was driven off. And now...." He shrugged helplessly. "Now they aren't all together. That is to say, their opinions are divided over this war, so they aren't all at the Hall. I've got to get a message to them.... Truth be told, Mari, I came here because I was sick of my father arguing with the HEad of the Council, who's staying at our house. And, well, I guess...." In a voice so quiet she could barely hear it, he said, "I don't think we have much of a chance, Mari, if Kanti has given the Terror form. I don't think we have much of a chance at all."

 

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, and Mari opened it. A young fairy stood there and said, "Pardon me, but is Jacob Aldenson here?"

Jacob pulled himself upright, standing on his uninjured leg. "Tristen! What are you doing here?"

Tristen licked his lips. "Jacob, your mother sent me to tell you that your father and the Head of the Council have disappeared. And when she tries to See them, all there is is orange." 

Mari whispered under her breath, "Orange. The color of death."

"She thinks, she thinks that there aren't many things powerful enough to do away with both of them, and you'd better stay away. She thinks it may be....."

Jacob stiffened for a moment, then said, " It's the Terror. I already know that. And it's no use hiding. Tristen, assemble the Nine. No, the Seven, now. Tell them to hurry, Tristen!" 

Jacob's friend looked him in the eye and said, "No, not the Seven. The Eight. You're one of them now, Jacob. You know that. I'll bring them here." 

Jacob nodded dumbly, and Tristen left. Just before he shut the door softly, he said, "I'm sorry, Jacob." 

 

((Wow, that was long. And Ema, somehow I now think it should end tragically. I want to snitch a line from Les Miserables and end the story with something like And the moment before she, too, fell, Mari whispered the last line of a song she had once heard - "Now life has killed the dream I dreamed." What do you think? For some reason most of my stories end tragically. :P And randomly, have you ever noticed that a lot of nursery rhymes are horribly tragic?))

 

-EH

submitted by Emily H. :), age 13, Sparks, NV
(July 21, 2009 - 7:49 pm)

Ema, where are you?

 

-EH

submitted by Emily H. :), age 13, Sparks, NV
(July 25, 2009 - 6:41 pm)

(((Sorry, I was on vacation so I didn't have a chance to write anything. I've been really busy the last few days because I was at the Finger Lakes and our cabin was right on the lake so I was mostly outside.  Also, I'm not sure how to continue the story.... about how many more times do you think each of us will have to write before the story ends? I don't want to hog any part of it. :) What do you think should happen next? Since we really didn't plan this out, I'm not quite sure what should happen next. But I do like this new version. It's much more exciting!)))

submitted by Ema, age 11, NY
(July 26, 2009 - 12:34 pm)