Into the Woods (Heartless and Cirilla)

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  1. Journey Into the Woods With Us...

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    Daughter of the Witch (open)

    "Witches never win. We will forever be hated by human kind.
    We have never and will never, get a happy ending."

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    Name:
    Mirabella Carmian

    Age:
    18

    Parents:
    The Wicked Witch(named Elphaba) and an unnamed Warlock.

    Race:
    Witch

    Pendant:
    Her pendant is a necklace given to her by her father before his death. She holds it very dear to her.
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    Which Shadow Animal Came to You:
    The Shadow Creature that came to her took the form of a cat. She will name him Rino (ree-no).

    Wish:
    To become human so she can finally be accepted by humans and find her own 'happily ever after'.

    Voice:


    Theme Song:


    Biography:
    Though Mira can not remember it, her mother was not always evil. Her mother, although she was a witch with darker magic, hadn't up to that point harmed anyone, and had even done some good with her magic. Her father was the same, using his magic for good as well. Only even when all you do is good, bad things can find you. Even at this point in time, because of term-oil within the kingdoms about some witches that had chosen the path of evil, humans had taken to picturing all witches and warlocks that way, and because of this, her father, when Mira was just a few months old, had been killed by a group of humans passing through the woods. Her mother had never forgiven that, and her father's death had left her mother's heart cold and bitter toward humans. It was because of this, that her mother had turned on the humans and wanted to take over their kingdoms. Mira though never knew anything of her mother's plans. The Wicked Witch, in a attempt to shield Mira from those evil humans, kept her within a barrier. The barrier was not seen, but was created by magic to keep those without magic out. Only magic wielders could break the barrier, leaving Mira safe from humans as long as she was within that barrier that surrounded their home within the woods.

    Yet, Mira was a curious child, and when she was seven, got her first taste of how cruel humans really could be. The seven year old girl, curious about what lied in the woods beyond the barrier her mother had set up, left the protection and traveled just a little further into the woods, where she met a group of humans children playing a game of pretend. She was more than happy to join in. They played for about a half hour, when the children decided they wanted to change stories and play prince and princesses, which of course, included a evil witch. Now, Mira didn't think much of this. She thought it was just a fun game, and because she was a witch, offered to play the part of the witch. And it was in playing it, that she had showed her powers to these children, who were immediately disgusted by her. They called her names, threw mud at her and pushed her to the ground, threatening to drag her into the kingdoms and hand her over to the royals to be killed, most likely learning such things from watching their parents say and do the same things to magic wielders. Thankfully, her mother had been near by and had chased the children off, bringing the disheartened and hurt Mira back home, where Mira never dared to leave the barrier again. Still though Mira remained curious.

    Her mother always told her that witches never would be considered good. They were doomed to living life in the darkness and to be hated by humans. That humans considered them worthless and would never understand them. And Mira wondered what she could do to make it so that humans didn't hate her. She spent her life reading storybooks(books that told the stories of the princess and princes who lived happily ever after after killing the witches. her mother had stolen these for reference on what mistakes no to make when attacking humans, but Mira read them with the fascination in the fairy-tales themselves), and taking them to heart. It was always a happy ending for the humans, yet not for the witches. After taking this fact in over and over again with every story she read through out the years, she came to the conclusion that she didn't want to be a witch anymore. She wanted to be human. She began to hate her powers and hate herself. She wanted to make a new her. And when approached by one of Hostis's Umbra's, she sees this as her chance to do so, not knowing the danger that lies for her when she goes Into the Woods.

    Other:
    Mira has come to consider herself evil because she is a witch, even though she uses her powers for anything but evil. She considers herself evil because of what she is, rather than what she does, which is why she wishes to change what she is and wishes to turn human.



    Son of the Fairy God Mother (open)

    "Good magic needs to be returned before evil can take over the kingdoms completely. If I don't get my powers back, then everyone will fall to the evil that is the Witches."
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    Name:
    Ashton Thomason

    Age:
    23

    Species:
    As embarrassing as it is for a guy to say, he is technically a Fairy.

    Child of:
    The Fairy Godmother and a lesser known male fairy

    Which Shadow Creature Came to You:
    An owl

    What is Your Wish:
    To return good magic to the kingdoms

    Voice:


    Theme Song:


    Pendant:
    A necklace that his mother gave to him as a reminder that some day their magic will return and that they will then be able to start granting people's wishes again just like his mother did for Cinderella.
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    Biography:
    He remembers the day the magic went away very well. He was six years old, sitting in his home with his mother, being schooled on how to use his own magic that he had just gotten old enough to have, when everything changed. The skies that had just a moment ago been bright blue, grew black and lightening began to flash through the skies. Everything grew blurry around he and his parents. When he woke, his small family discovered something horrible.

    Their magic was gone.

    Growing up the rest of his life, a fairy without magic, was difficult. He felt so helpless to everything around him, especially when just a day after he lost his powers, the children of the four kingdoms vanished into thin air and they could do nothing about it. Despite loosing his powers though, he was still raised as a fairy and taught all about magic and the different creatures that could(or used to be able to) wield it. He grew up just as any fairy before him had, just minus the powers to go along with the lessons.

    Other:
    He grew up knowing he had lost his magic because of witches, and even having a few encounters with those people, he found out how to spot the signs of witch's magic, which helps him to stay out of trouble when it comes to avoid conflict with those evil creatures, since he has no way to protect himself otherwise.



     
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  2. Son of Rapunzel and Eugene (open)

    "I'll show them. They'll see. They can't push me down forever. I'll be something one day."
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    Name:
    Rannon Fitzherbert

    Age:
    21

    Parents:
    Rapunzel and Eugene

    Race:
    Human

    Pendant:
    His pendant is pictured below. On the back of the pendant it has his name engraved into it, which is how he knows his name is really Rannon.
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    Which Shadow Animal Came to You:
    Lizard

    Wish:
    His wish is to be the most successful man in the land(fame and fortune wise), to prove wrong those who always said he would amount to nothing.

    Voice:


    Theme Song:


    Biography:
    After being kidnapped and taken from his parents, he was left in the woods of his kingdoms by Hostis, where he was found by an old man whom worked as a stable hand for an upper class family in order to earn his keep(in other words, the old man worked there to earn a place to stay and a little money for food). The old man took care of him and when Rannon was old enough he started to help with the work in the stables as well, letting the old man rest more. When Rannon was twelve though, the old man passed away, leaving Rannon alone. He now continues to work as a stable hand, but wishes to get away and discover new things. And his first step to discovering those things is when he ventures Into the Woods.

    Other:
    The family he works for is a high class family that often have their noses in the air. They are spoiled and think themselves to be higher than anyone around them, very much so with Rannon.




    Daughter of Rapunzel and Eugene (open)

    "Love doesn't exist. People are just natural liars and will try to hurt you any way they can. Love is just a word people can use against others. It has no meaning. It's just a tool people use to move up and get what they want."
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    (Her eyes are green, not blue)

    Name:
    Rapalia, though she will often go by Ali because she thinks her name sounds weird.

    Age:
    17

    Species:
    Human

    Pendant:
    The same pendant as her brother, but a little smaller and with a different chain to make it more fitting for a girl. Just like her brother's it has her name engraved into the back of it.
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    Child of:
    Rapunzel and Eugene

    Which Shadow Creature Came to You:
    A fox

    What is Your Wish:
    To be able to tell when ever someone is lying to her or telling the truth.

    Voice:


    Theme Song:


    Biography:
    Ali was an infant, just a few days old, when the heirs were stolen from the cribs and beds by that evil creature. She was just a baby and so all she could do at the time was cry. She was found by a young man and his wife and taken in. When she was a young girl though, she saw the marriage of the two fall apart and it scarred her.

    Yet, apparently it didn't scar her enough to make her shun love. When she was at the young age of sixteen, she 'fell in love' with a young man from her small town. He was kind, caring, and always said the sweetest things to her. But, apparently, she wasn't the only one he said sweet things to. While walking around the town, she found a few situations where she saw him, sweet talking to other women. At first, she brushed it off as him just being a nice guy. Soon enough, he had asked her to marry him and she agreed. That was, until she caught him with another girl a few nights before their wedding day. When confronting him, he stated this was just who he was and that she was stupid for actually believing 'true love' existed.

    From that moment forward, Ali decided that love really didn't exist and that she would never fall into a trap like that again.

    Other:
    Ali truly believes that love doesn't exist and distances herself from any kind of romantic situation that might over wise prove her wrong.



     
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  3. Son of Hans (open)

    "Don't punish me for a crime I didn't commit. I'm not the same man my father was. I never will be. So don't put me on his level."
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    Cartoon version of him just for fun. It's also his outfit as well.

    Name:
    Hendrick Anderson

    Age:
    20

    Parents:
    Hans of the Southern Isles and a noble woman

    Race:
    Human

    Pendant:
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    Which Shadow Animal Came to You:
    A horse, one of whom he doesn't exactly get along with.

    Wish:
    To make people stop judging him based on where he came from and who is father was.

    Voice:


    Theme Song:


    Biography:
    Hendrick is the youngest of MANY cousins. With all his older cousins in the lead to be ruler of the Southern Isles, he realized rather soon that he had no chance of becoming king and has come to terms with that. He had heard, even as a child, of his own father's mistakes and the horrible things he did in attempt to become king. In hearing these things, he had decided he would never become like that and instead focused on learning as much as he could about politics and war so that he could possibly one day be at least an adviser to his cousin that would take the throne.

    Yet, that didn't stop people from looking down on him. He is the only child of his parents and so everyone, including his own cousins, would often belittle him and make him feel as if he too were a criminal, even though he had done nothing wrong. Still, he keeps pushing on and trying his best to better himself in attempt to make others see that he truly is different from his father.

    Currently, now that he is older, he is attempting to rekindle the relationship between the Southern Isles and Arendelle, in hopes of fixing what his father did and making things peaceful between the two countries once again.

    Other:
    Unlike his father, he does have a good heart. Sometimes he's easily mislead and can have a few slip ups or let his anger get the better of him. But for the most part he does mean well.

     
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  4. The Son of Queen Elsa (open)

    "I will never be normal so I will never know happiness"

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    Name:
    Aiden

    Age:
    17

    Species:
    Human he thinks

    Child of:
    Queen Elsa & Prince from another land.

    Which Shadow Creature Came to You:
    A white wolf

    What is Your Wish:
    To be normal.

    Voice:


    Theme Song:


    Pendant:

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    Biography:
    Born as royalty to Queen Elsa and a Prince who's name was unknown he died (and I am lazy lol) He was kidnapped from his crib and found by a travelling family. The family took his in until his powers became obvious and he accidentally froze the paw of the family cat. So he was abandoned... at the age of five he was taken in again and the same situation happened until Aiden decided he did not even want to try have a family... Nobody wants him. So he is a traveller looking for a cure of his magic curse.

    Other:
    Has the same powers as his mother, it is a curse that seems to be passed on which is why his ice magic still exists. Though he does not know that at all.




    The Son of Princess Anna (open)

    "Just because things seem unfair and down, keep trying and pull yourself up, tell the world that you can or do whatever you want to!"

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    Name:
    Christian aka Chris

    Age:
    20

    Species:
    Human

    Child of:
    Princess Anna & Kristoff

    Which Shadow Creature Came to You:
    A moody Squirrel

    What is Your Wish:
    To locate and save his cousin.

    Voice:


    Theme Song:
    OneRepublic - Counting Stars

    Pendant:
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    Biography:
    Son of Princess Anna and Kristoff he had a normal life. He was three when his cousin Aiden was kidnapped. His life was full of going on search parties with his father and uncle while his mother shared her time with her family and Sister who was suffering of the loss of her son. On one of the search parties Chris's uncle was attacked by a pack of wolves and they failed to save him.. Now fully grown up Christian is on a mission to find his cousin to hopefully fix the broken family he has left behind.

    Other:
    Very well trained animal trapper, tamer and hunter. He is also very skilled in combat his parents would not allow him to leave unless he was.
     
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  5. The Daughter of Belle and the Beast (open)

    "Life is an adventure, books are the gateways.. never allow yourself to be blinded by false truths"

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    Name:
    Sophia

    Age:
    18

    Species:
    Human

    Child of:
    Belle & The Beast/Prince

    Which Shadow Creature Came to You:
    A white and black ferret

    What is Your Wish:
    To be able to explore the world.

    Voice:



    Theme Song:


    Pendant:

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    Biography:
    Born a princess to Belle and her father nicknamed the beast. She was taken very young and has no real memory of her actual parents. She was found by an elderly woman who was the towns seamstress, the woman raised Sophia to sew, read, write and was the apple of her eye. She loved her until the day she died of old age. Sophia continues to make and repair clothing. In her spare time she reads and explores.

    Other:
    She has read every book she can in her home town.




    The Daughter of Merida (open)

    "Change is the start to something better..."

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    Name:
    Brianna

    Age:
    17

    Species:
    Human

    Child of:
    Queen Merida & her husband.

    Which Shadow Creature Came to You:
    Brown Bear Cub

    What is Your Wish:
    To find where she belongs.

    Voice:

    Gabriella Cilmi - Sweet About Me

    Theme Song:

    Girl from the North Country - Lions HD (Sons of Anarchy)

    Pendant:
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    Biography:
    Born as the princess and daughter to Queen Merida she was taken a week before her first birthday. She was never found by her mother due to the fact she ended up in another kingdom entirely. Raised by a man who;s wife was hung for being a witch, Brianna was not oblivious to the world around her. The man was a hunter and gatherer and was a lone wolf. Though Brianna brought the best out of him. So he adopted her and raised her as his own. Teaching her how to fight, how to hunt and even read. Now sixteen she takes pelts and other hunted goods to town and sells them for money.

    Other:
    Is an excellent marksman and very athletic.
     
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    "Stay here and finish up those potions for me. I'll be back in a few hours."

    "Yes Mother." Mirabella stated with a nod as she watched her mother put on her black cloak, walking with the older woman to the door. She herself knew when her mother said it would be a few hours, that really meant she would be back after night fall. When her mother went on her outings outside of the barrier it was always like that. What her mother was doing while out there in the woods was a mystery to even Mira herself, but knowing her mother, it was probably her reeking some form of havoc on the humans. Sometimes she wondered if her mother lived only to trouble the non-magic wielders, but she never thought too long on it. What she did think of was how it might be to go out of the barrier as well and see the world beyond their small little bubble.

    Her mother turned the knob and was about to step outside of their small cottage when she turned sharply, a stern look on the Witch's face, "And Mira,"

    "Yes Mother?" The girl questioned obediently as she could, bringing her mind away from her thoughts of freedom and back to the woman in front of her.

    "Do not leave the barrier. Do I make myself clear? Those humans out there are--"

    "'Mean and vile. They wouldn't hesitate to slaughter an innocent spell-caster or sell them off to the highest bidder in market.' I know Mother, I know, I know." She commented softly, having heard the same warning every day for the last ten years of her life, ever since she had wandered outside of the barrier for the first time. It was a moment etched into her mind and always left a knot in her chest. Those human children had seemed so kind to her. They had let her join in and play with them. But the moment they found out she could do magic...they tore her apart and though the physical wounds had healed, the mental ones had left scars.

    "Very good. Remember Mirabella, no matter how kind those beasts may seem, they will always hate us. Never. Trust. A human." This warning was one of many, and after her mother had spoken it softly to her, kissing her forehead, the woman went off, cape flowing behind her as she left the home and passed through the barrier just a mere thirty feet in front of their home, heading off into the darkness of the woods.

    "What's out there that keeps her leaving all the time? What is she searching for?" Mira whispered quietly to herself a she stared out into the woods a few more moments, before slowly turning and walking back inside beginning the work her mother had given her. She was to make some simple potions and though it was a very complicated task, because she did this almost every day, it was something she had come to do with ease and great skill. Humming softly to herself, she began taking things off of the shelves and throwing each things at a time, in a certain order, into the calderon that stood in the middle of her mother's study.

    She repeated this with every potion, and by noon she had done all of the potions her mother had told her to, leaving her free for the rest of the day until her mother was to return. Smiling slightly, she moved to her bed and, kneeling down she removed a small loose floor board from under it, pulling out a small stack of books. She layed them out on the bed in front of her and, tilting her head to the side, she was thoughtful for a moment, before deciding which one she wanted to read for the day, picking a book entitled Sleeping Beauty from the group of fairy tales.

    These books were written by two men named the Grimm Brothers, who traveled from kingdom to kingdom, finding stories to write about. Most of those her mother had were the stories based on what Mira was sure had to be the rulers real kingdoms, some even being those of the surrounding kingdoms. There were other stories as well, just like the one she held in her delicate hands, that were of more far off lands.

    Holding the book close to her, she walked outside and rounded a corner when a creature about the size of a very large horse jumped in front of her, giving a roar that didn't even make her flinch. In fact, if anything, the girl had quite a bored look on her face, "Girunii, go bother someone else. I'm busy."

    Hearing her disinterest in him, her mother's pet dragon(whom she kept as extra protection for the cottage), snorted and made a grumbling sound, slinking off around another corner to go to the other side of the cottage and likely catch mice or tease the birds by chasing them off.

    Shaking her head at the beast, she laughed under breath and flopped down in the grass under a large oak tree, smiling brightly to herself as she flipped open the book, "Once upon a time, in a beautiful kingdom, there lived a king and queen, of whom were blessed with a daughter. Everyone gathered to see the new princess, including three fairies. These good fairies were to each bestow a gift upon the child. One granted her beauty. Another granted her the sweetest voice one could hear. But, before the last fairy could grant her wish, an evil woman with dark magic...." Even though she had read this story countless times, Mira always paused at this part, a frown forming deeply on her face, "Cast a spell upon the child. On the princess's eighteenth birthday, she would prick her finger on a spinning wheel and die."

    By now, the dragon had made his way over to her once more, laying down beside her to look at the book as well. Mira scratched his head and looked up at him, "That wasn't nice of her to do, was it Girunii?" The dragon grumbled again as if to share his thoughts, making her laugh and continue reading, "The evil woman vanished soon after casting the spell and the third fairy gave the princess a gift that would save the child's life if the curse were to be fulfilled. She decreed that should the princess prick her finger, she would not die, but fall into a deep sleep."She began flipping through the pages more, trying to skip to the end, "The princess is sent away....she meets the prince in the forest.....falls in love...blah, blah, blah....she gets sent back home to the castle, where she of course pricks her finger." Rolling her eyes she grinned,"Didn't see that coming. Curses are so unpredictable. Not." Finally coming to the end she started reading again, "The prince sat upon his white steed, sword held high as the evil woman shifted into a mighty dragon." She looked over at Girunii, who stood up tall and proud hearing this, giving a roar, causing Mira to laugh more and roll onto her back, continuing to read, "The dragon spit flame after flame out at the prince, but the prince was too quick. He lunged forward and...." She paused once again a deep frown coming back to her face, "he killed the witch, putting an end to her dark magic."

    Sighing and not having the heart to read the rest, she shut the book and tossed it to the side, looking up to the clouds as she spoke to herself, "Why does the witch always have to be seen as evil? What if it was all a misunderstanding? And why does she always have to die? Why can't just for once, the witch get the prince have the happy ending?" She whispered to herself, turning over on her stomach to stare out into the woods, "Once upon a time....there lived a lonely witch. This witch, was not like what those read about in normal fairytales, for she wanted a life beyond the boundaries that had been placed before her. She wanted to be a good person, yet knew she would never be accepted by humans, and because of this, hid herself away, waiting for the day she might be able to live a life away from the destiny that lays before every other witch. The day she would be accepted...and have her happily ever after..." Sighing again, she moved to stand, "Which will never happen. Only humans live happy lives and only prince's and princess's get happily ever afters."

    Trying to shrug it off the best she could, she patted the large dragon's side and shrugged, "I'm going to go inside and maybe organize some of Mother's spell-books. I'm sure she would want--"

    "Meeeeeow."

    Blinking in surprise at the sound of a meow, she looked around, trying to find the source and from beyond the barrier, stood a small black cat with yellow eyes, staring straight at her. It just stood there, waiting, and finally, curious, Mira slowly approached the barrier, though didn't go past it at first, merely kneeling down to look at it from the other side. It was only then that she noticed a black piece of parchment under its paw in the grass, almost like the animal had brought it to her.

    Pausing slightly, she was about to reach out and grab it through the barrier, when the animal took it into its mouth, jumping through to their side of the barrier, putting Mira into a little bit of a shock. The only things that could cross the barrier were those that bore magic. That meant either this animal was magical or was made of magic. Or maybe both. But whatever it was, Mira just had to see what was on that peculiar note it carried. And so, she took it from its mouth, reading.

    You are one of nine chosen to receive this letter. You were chosen because you wish for something with a great desire. So I shall grant your wish. Into the Woods you must travel, to the Tree of Truth. There you will find me and if you follow my commands, you shall have your wish granted.

    The letter was not signed, and right after she had read it, the white words on the paper suddenly began to fade until she was left with a blank piece of black parchment. She held the paper tightly in her hands, slowly looking up to see past the barrier, an uneasy look on her face, "Into the Woods?"She looked back down at the blank letter, and then at the cat that looked at her with such expecting eyes, "Someone there will grant my wish?" The cat meowed, as if to answer her, and she looked to the woods, slowly stepped forward, "I can have my wish?" She said slowly to herself, letting it sink in before she began to smile again, and this time, it was a hopeful smile, "I can have my wish!"

    Rushing into the cottage again, she grabbed one of her mother's black cloaks, slipping it on and putting the hood over her head, as well as grabbing a satchel and placing things such as food and a canteen for water in it, before she rushed back outside, "Girunii, protect the cottage while I'm gone! I'll be back soon!" She stated and went to the barrier, pausing to take in what she was about to do. She was about to leave the safety of her home. Nothing would protect her from the humans out there. She was all on her own in this little adventure of her. She took a deep calming breath before taking her first step out of the barrier and into the woods. Seeing she was ready, the little cat began running a little a head of her, "I guess I follow you then?" And though the cat didn't answer, she knew that was what she was supposed to do and began following the cat hurriedly, attempting to try and keep up.


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    "Alright girl, steady for me. I'll make this as quick as I can." Rannon commented, patting the brown mare on the side as he stood in the middle of the stables, horse shoe and hammer in hand, ready to nail the shoe to the bottoms of the female horse's hooves. He grabbed a stool from off to the side and sat down, patting her leg and having her lift it so he could place it in his lap and secure the shoe on comfortably. He repeated this with each hoof and when he was finally done getting them all on, grinned at the horse, holding out his hand, letting the animal eat the few sugar cubes he had for her.

    Once he was done getting the shoes on, he made his way over to where they kept all the riding supplies, picking everything he needed in his arms, throwing the reins over his shoulder, walking back over, placing the saddle on, fastening it, before he went to putting the reins and such on her as well, the horse getting quite fussy about this, stomping her hooves and tossing her head, and all together just giving Rannon trouble. But, the young man had been doing this kind of thing for years and was used to horses that happened to have temperaments. He stayed calm with the mare, and every time she was took a break in between throwing her head he would fasten one or two things.

    After a while, he had her all ready and smirked at her, patted her snout, "See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" The horse though seemed to disagree, snorting in his face, causing him to laugh and rake a hand through his dark hair, shifting his weight, "Okay, well, that's your opinion. I think you're just being silly and trying to give me a hard time." If looks could kill, Rannon should would be dead. He loved horses and he knew normally the horses were awfully fond of him. It was only when those high class snoods were about to ride the horses that the gentle creatures would get anxious.

    Sighing, he shook his head and began brushing her, "I know, girl. I don't like those inexperienced rag dolls riding you and the others either. But it's not my place to say anything." Once he had her finished, he did the same with two other horses and as soon as he finished with that third horse, three obviously high class people, an older couple and their daughter, came strutting down in their fancy garb, complaining all the while how the stables stunk (as if they expected a place where animals lived to smell like roses. and in reality the stables smelt better than most in the town because Rannon worked so hard to keep them that way), about how hot it was outside, and as though he couldn't hear him, about Rannon himself. Putting him down as if he were nothing but a dog at their disposal.

    When they walked into the main area of the stable, the daughter spoke up, getting angry about the horse that was suited up for her to ride.

    "I don't like this one! I want the white one!"

    Standing up straight, Rannon spoke, "Blizzard is still injured from your last ride on him. He wouldn't be able to make the trip."

    "Yes he would! Get me my horse! NOW!"

    He stepped forward a little, trying his best to stay calm with the woman, "Mam, if you take him out, an accident could happen and he could--"

    The woman, even before he finished speaking, was unnecessarily angered by his words, and drew a hand back before bringing it forward to make contact wit his cheek, the smack sounding off loudly, "Are you calling me clumsily! You have better be lucky my father doesn't hold your pay for even suggesting such a thing, you filthy rat! Now get me my horse!"

    Though Rannon hated the thought of the white horse getting hurt more because of the incompetence of the woman, he knew with the horse not being his that his hands were tied and he had no choice but to suit that horse up instead, her jaw clenched the whole time. When he was done, he silently boiled as he walked the horse up to the woman and stepped back to allow her room to mount the animal.

    Only, when she did, the horse immediately bucked throwing her off with a shriek, the woman landing in a unfortunate pile of....well....needless to say it was a rather smelly and disgusting place to land. Now it was the woman's turn to boil as she screamed out in anger, rushing toward the house, and seeing such a sight, Rannon couldn't help but muffle a chuckle. That chuckle though, of course angered the young woman's father more and he turned his rath on the young man, "You think that was funny?!"

    Straightening again, Rannon spoke up, shaking his head, "No sir, I didn't think--"

    "Don't you dare lie to me boy! You thought it was! In fact, I have a feeling you even planned this!"

    "What?" Rannon asked in surprise, now finally getting angry, "What makes you think I would do such a thing? Your daughter was the one who prodded an injured horse to do what it didn't want to! And she got what she deserved for it!"

    "You shall pay for suggesting such a thing! You are fired! You better have be off of out property in one hours time! And you can forget about your pay for the month as well!" With that, the old man and his wife left the stables.

    The angered and very much annoyed Rannon made his way to the small shack at the end of the property he stayed in, being quick to gather his things, not because the man said he only had an hour, but because he wanted to get out of here before he knocked the ignorant fool's head off. Stuffing everything he owned, which wasn't much aside from some clothes and the pay he had been saving up from his years of working there, and started walking, planning to leave as soon as possible when he paused, a crazy, yet satisfying idea coming to his head.

    Hurrying back to the stables, he looked around, grinning when he saw Thunder. Thunder was a large black horse, which he had often used to run to market for the family, but now, he was taking the horse as his own. If they didn't want to pay him for his month's worth of work, then he would take what he felt would suffice for the lack of pay and all the years of being grossly underpaid and abused for the good work he did.

    Gearing up the horse, he laughed as he took off, heading to the market first. There, he grabbed a few things; some apples for the horse, loafs of bread to eat, a canteen to put water in for his trip, and a coat, as winter was rolling in and the weather would surely be his greatest enemy. Once he had everything he needed, he turned his horse, heading down the road. He traveled for quite some time silently, hours passing, until he saw a stream on the side of the road and decided it would be good for he and horse to take a quick rest. So, hopping down, he lead the horse to the stream and let it drink, filling up his own canteen. Once it was filled, he knelled down, splashing his face with the water, when he saw something from the corner of his eyes.

    Over beside him, sitting on a rock was a lizard about the size of his hand and curled in his tail, was a strange black piece of paper. Curious, he moved toward it, expecting it to run, when it calmly stayed there, only moving to let the paper drop and roll toward him. Picking the parchment up, he read it over, raising an eyebrow at the message,

    You are one of nine chosen to receive this letter. You were chosen because you wish for something with a great desire. So I shall grant your wish. Into the Woods you must travel, to the Tree of Truth. There you will find me and if you follow my commands, you shall have your wish granted.

    The message disappeared right before his green eyes and he looked back up, picking up the lizard to look at it When he did, it moved its tail, as if pointing in a certain direction, toward the woods. He looked between the lizard and the woods, before a wide, yet rather charming grin came onto his face, "Well, Thunder, " He said patting this horse's side, "I guess we're taking our trip through the woods now." Giving a happy laugh, he hopped onto the horse, and they took off, dashing through the trees.




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    Oh how things were so different without it. Even though it had been over 17 years they had been powerless, Ashton still remembered so clearly the feeling of magic coursing through his veins. The feeling that with his magic he could do almost anything and help just about anyone. Just like his mother had did with so many people, one of those even being the current queen of a far off kingdom. They still associated with Queen Cinderella from time to time, but after the magic went away, he and his mother had moved far off from where they used to live, so that none of the witches could easily find out where they were when they couldn't defend themselves. Besides, with their good magic gone, there really wasn't much reason for the fairies or other magical creatures to enter into the kingdoms, unless you were a witch wanting to cause trouble that is.

    Those cursed witches. He hated them with a strong passion and he had no doubt in his mind that their kind was the cause of all the good magic disappearing. And even more so he wouldn't be surprised if one of those evil being were behind the disappearance of the infant princes and princesses. It made him sick to know that someone could be so cruel as to snatch such young humans from their cribs and take them away from their parents. He could only hope whoever did that didn't kill the poor things.

    It was a shame, that no one knew what had become of the five heirs to the countries surrounding the forest. They had searched and searched, Aston himself even joining in a few of the searches when he got old enough to look, but nothing ever turned up. No signs at all that the children were alive. No signs that they were dead either. But honestly, what would have been worse for their parents and the people worried about them? Knowing that the children had been killed? Or not knowing what had happened to them at all? He wasn't sure, but either way, he felt for the children and their families.

    Sighing, he walked from his room, a small book in his hands that held much information about different sorts of magic creatures that he had fashioned together during his studies with his mother. Flipping to the next page of his reading, he spoke to his mother while never looking away from the pages, "I'm going out to get some more parchment for my writing, mother. Is there anything you need me to get while I'm gone?"

    "No dear. I don't need anything at this moment." His mother, white hair and all, sat in a chair by the fireplace, sewing something. He had no idea what it was she was making, but with how often she did sew it would become a bother for him to ask about everything single thing. After magic had been taken away, his mother had went on to learn other trades to occupy her time, trades only humans really knew, such as sewing and painting. It was all any of them could do now without their magic.

    Nodding, he finally looked up from his book and place it into his pocket to walk over and give his mother a hug, grinning down at the old woman, "Alright. I don't know how long I'll be gone this time, but don't worry. I'll be back before you know it." With that, he turned and walked out of their small cottage home, hoping to get to the nearest village by night fall. Not being a human, they didn't live in human villages, yet didn't live in the middle of the forest either like a lot of other magical creatures did. No, they lived in a large grassy plain, far away from both human kind and other magic wielders. It was quiet. It was safe. And it was home.

    The only problem was the long walk to get to the closest human village and its market. Normally he and his mother grew their own food or got it from the nearby forest, which was closer, but when it came to things such as parchment and other everyday supplies, most of the time they had to retrieve it from the humans. So, that's what he planned on doing right now.

    That is, it was what he planned to do, until something strange happened.

    As he walked along the road, intent on getting to that village as soon as possible, an owl (strange that such a creature would be out and about with the sun still up in the sky) landed in the middle of the road, causing him to stop and look at it in confusion. Just what was an animal like that doing here? Well, perhaps it would just fly off once he got close enough. No need to worry over such a encounter. Yet, as he got closer, it make no move to leave and in fact just stared at him, something rolled up in its talon.

    Confused, the young man approached the bird, slowly crouching down to look at it a moment. It didn't seem afraid of him, nor did it seem like it was going to attack him either. Looking down to see the thing in its talons was a letter of sorts, he curiously took it. So, was this a messenger owl? Possibly from the way it had brought this thing for him to read. Unrolling the paper, he began reading it, curiosity coming to his eyes,

    You are one of nine chosen to receive this letter. You were chosen because you wish for something with a great desire. So I shall grant your wish. Into the Woods you must travel, to the Tree of Truth. There you will find me and if you follow my commands, you shall have your wish granted.

    His wish to bring back the good magic? Is that what it was talking about? He sure hope that's what this meant. If not he was going to be sorely disappointed if he really did make it to that tree. He read over the paper a few more times before nodding to himself, "Hmmm, interesting." Rolling up the parchment, he stuck it into his waist band to hold it before looking back to the owl, "So big guy. Are you going to join me in the forest as well?"

    With that question, the owl gave a small screech noise, hopping onto the male's shoulder as the young man turned his direction, now heading into the woods.


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    "Come on Rapilia. Just one night out? We can go horse back riding and--"

    "First of all, its Rapalia. And second of all, no. I will not go out with you tonight. Nor any other night for that matter. So just leave me alone or else I will have my father after you." With that, the young blonde girl walked away from the young man trying to win her over. She was so over men trying to hit on her and trying to win her heart over. Some girls had ropes binding their hearts. Well, Ali had chains around hers, along with a few locks for extra measure. No one was getting into her heart again. Not after finding out the way he truly was.

    She had loved him. He had become everything to her and she had thought the feelings had been mutual. Just how many girls had he told the same things to? How many girls he courted? Kissing their hands and whispering sweet words to? It made her sick just thinking about it. She had been betrayed, thrown to the side and then laughed at by him for the fact she had believed his lies and had cared about him so.

    Never again. If someone who had seemed to love her so much had betrayed her and made her feel like this, then she obviously couldn't trust any other man out there. That four letter word they might try to use on her. The one that would have any other girl swooning and falling into the man's arms, it didn't exist. Love was for fools. It was just a tool those men could use to get what they wanted and that was that. Once they had tricked the woman into thinking what they said was true, they would get bored, dump her to the side, and go after another woman. And she surely wasn't about to let that happen to her twice.

    Sighing, she walked into her home and smiled as she greeted her mother in the ktichen, the older woman stirring a pot of stew, "Hello mother." She kissed the woman's cheek and the woman smiled back at her,

    "Evening sweet heart. Could you pass me the salt please?" Nodding, Rapalia grabbed it and walked over, sprinkling some of it into the food as her mother continued to speak to her, "How was your trip to the market? Did you get the apples?"

    Ali nodded, "Yes mam. I got the apples. The trip itself was....frustrating."

    "How so, dear?"

    The woman looked up at her and Ali sat down in the chair beside her mother with a sigh, "One of the men, you know, the Bakerman's son, was trying to court me again. He and all the others in this village just won't give it up."

    Sighing herself, her mother hugged her, placing a gentle kiss on the girl's forehead, "Men can be such cats when it comes to women. Always chasing and not giving up when the mouse says no."

    "Mom, don't compare me to a mouse. That's just weird."

    She laughed softly and nodded, "Well, you know what I mean.If you have to, take a Jasper along." Jasper was their dog who, while old, hated strangers, especially men, always growling and such. No one would dare try to get near Rapalia with him around.

    "I suppose I might have to. Those beasts just won't give up." Standing up, Ali brushed a strand of her hair back, "I'm going to my room to read for a bit before dinner." Once her mother gave her a nod, the young woman went to her room and sat down on her window sill, reading when she could have sworn she saw something outside. Looking up, she gasped when she saw there was a fox outside. They couldn't have foxes here on their land! Those things would eat their family's chickens.

    Finding it quicker to open up her window and climb out of it, the young woman rushed up to the fox, thinking she would scare it off like she normally did when those things came around, but the fox, strangely, was not attacking the chickens and just sat there, its fluffy tail curled around itself, blinking up at her as if she were some crazy person. More so, between its tail and its body as a rolled up piece of parchment. When she seemed hesitant to get it, the animal uncurled its tail and nudged the thing forward toward her.

    Carefully, Ali knelt to take the letter, unrolling it and reading it.

    You are one of nine chosen to receive this letter. You were chosen because you wish for something with a great desire. So I shall grant your wish. Into the Woods you must travel, to the Tree of Truth. There you will find me and if you follow my commands, you shall have your wish granted.

    "What?" She asked in confusion, looking up at the fox, "So, something at this weird tree is supposed to grant wishes?" What did she want as a wish? Hmmmm, well, thinking back to her own personal experiences, her wish would have been to tell when people were lying to her all the time. That would make her life so much easier. But, was it worth the trip to the woods for such a thing. After a moment of thinking she nodded, deciding it was, "Alright. I'll go. But....I want to tell my mother first. I don't want her worrying about me."

    With that, she walked inside of the house, having the fox stay outside, hidden away. Surely if her mother saw it she would have a fit seeing the animal on her land. But she did carry the black parchment, letters long since disappeared, in her hands as she walked back in. Sitting her down and speaking with her, the woman was clearly worried and upset that she would be leaving so suddenly, but her mother understood. She was seventeen now and thus almost grown. One thing she loved about her mother was that she always understood her and supported her in anything she wished to do. And this was just one of those times.

    Her mother packed her enough food to last her a long while and brought her a knife in which the blade would flip out when she needed it, though otherwise was hidden. She at first was hesitant to take it, but her mother insisted, saying one would never know when such a thing might come in handy. And so, she took the things she needed and after an emotional goodbye and promise to return, Ali set off, heading into the woods.


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    "Come on Hendrick. You know that we are just messing with you. But you better control that attitude before you turn out like Uncle Han." The mocking from his cousins seemed to never stop. It seemed like everywhere he went there was something he would try to fix and it would turn out that his father was the one who broke it. It was a horrible feeling. Of everywhere you go, people hate you because the assume you're like your parents.

    That's how Hendrick felt. No matter how hard he tried or how much he pushed himself to be better, it seemed like no one cared. People thought that he would amount to the same things his father did. If he would have been the son of a king who slain the dragon and saved the village, people would look at him like he was the hero even though he didn't do anything. But because his father had a skill at hurting everything and everyone, Hendrick himself was known to ruin things.

    And it was times like this that he got defensive about it.

    "I will never turn out like my father. I'm better than him. I will be better than him." Hendrick pushed his cousin away from him and stormed off towards the castle. He was forced to stay with his cousins right now since his father was probably away ruining more things for him. He sighed as he finally made it to his bed and decided what he would do.

    He had to start somewhere, and why not where most of this started: Arendelle. This was the place that his father had tried to take over and nearly killed a princess and queen while doing so. So, he decided he would go there and make up for it. The journey would long though since he'd probably travel on foot and boat, but who knew what would happen along the way.

    Hendrick wasted no time as he packed a few pairs of clothes, a thick coat, some food and something to pack water in, and even some snow boots. Before noon he was gone, without even bothering to tell anyone where he was going. It's not like it mattered. They would have just assumed he was going to ruin something and follow in his father's footsteps, but that was the opposite of what he was going to do.

    With a sigh he began walking through the grassy lands when he heard something behind him. He turned and was face to face with the large black horse. It stood with its eyes narrow and his head down, sticking straight out towards Hendrick. His first instinct was to shift his arms and smack the creature, which didn't work out well when the horse bit his hand.

    Hendrick shrieked as he held his hand close to his chest and backed away from the horse. He could have sworn he had seen the horse roll his eyes as an envelope dropped from the horses mouth and in between Hendricks feet. Cautiously Hendrick picked it up and read it.

    You are one of nine chosen few to receive this letter. You were chosen because you wish for something with a great desire. So I shall grant your wish. Into the Woods you must travel, to the Tree of Truth. There you will find me and if you follow my commands, you shall have your wish granted.

    Hendrick smiled as he read the letter, but frowned once again as he looked up and the horse had its forehead pressed against him.

    "Do I have to go with you? Well this is going to be a painful journey... But if I get my wish in the end, I guess I'll survive."

    Hendrick sighed in frustration and felt the horse push Hendricks back towards the forest. He sighed and pushed the horse away from him before the horse tried to bite him again. He grumbled in frustration, knowing that this was how it would be for the rest of the trip as they walked into the woods.
     
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  7. Sophia:

    "yes Miss Rose it is almost ready.. I had to replace the entire sleeve since tore the entire top panel off so it is taking a bit longer" a young woman said as she sat at a desk with a sewing needle and thread with a shirt that was almost repaired with a rather impatient woman who's name was Rose wearing very expensive clothing ironically all made by the young woman sewing the sleeve together. "Your luck Sophie that you were trained so well by Loral otherwise I would not have the patience for this" the woman said taking a seat beside Sophia as the young woman finished up the sleeve and smiled. "there you are all fixed up" Sophia said as she used her scissors to cut the little bit of loose thread at the end then handed it to Rose who happily took it sliding the garment into her bag.

    "thank you Sophia there really is not another skilled seamstress like you in this town" Rose said taking out her small purse to pay the young brunette. "oh no charge Miss Rose I was happy to repair it" Sophia says as she had a happy smile upon her face. "but I must pay you Sophia.. here how about this then?" Rose said as she placed down a brand new book from the book store out of town. "oh wow! umm okay.." she says with a nod taking the book as Rose left the shop. Sighing heavily as the door closed and the rather short brunette slouched on her chair... She was exhausted.

    Business as a seamstress was rather constant. She was making custom orders for customers out of the town and even doing tiny repair jobs for the elderly lady down the lane. With winter on it's way people were bringing all their winter clothes that the moths got to or that contained rips or tears from last year. "time to close early I think..." Sophia said to herself as she stood up walking to the door and locking it. before returning to her chair where the book sat on her sewing table in front of her. Reaching across he picked the book up and instantly examined it. The cover had a glowing rose on top of it and on the spine it was called Beauty and the Beast.

    "a fairy tale.. huh okay then" she said as she opened the book and began to read it. They all were very similar in the way the evil is defeated and the girl ended up a princess. It all sounded lovely but very restricting. What if the girl wanted to explore the world and not be bound by love and the duties of a princess. What if she wanted to live her life adventuring and seeing everything the world could see.

    Reading the book within an hour she noticed that she was still in the shop and man it was dirty... all the off cuts of fabric and thread everywhere. Hazel eyes widening she placed the book down on her desk and began the quick and efficient tidy up. It always took an hour to rearrange the shop. Especially when she had orders piling up.. All she longed for was an escape... A way to see the world and leave the shop.

    The entire time as she grew up Sophia was told by Loral that she could be anyone she wanted to be so it was tough that somehow she was stuck in this shop repairing clothes every day never able to be free to explore. Granted she had the money now to go do the odd thing here and there but it was not the same as leaving the town and going off to see the big kingdoms. "I will see the world one day!! and I will write my own book all about it!" she mused as she had finished cleaning and the entire work room was set up once again. Threads sorted needles all prepared, all the roles of fabrics all neatly set up for customers to view.. With that completed she could head upstairs to prepare a meal,reorganise her books and maps. As she was heading up stairs she heard a scratching a noise outside the backdoor of the shop. "huh maybe Gingee has gotten lost again" Sophia said going to the door and opening it not to find a blind ginger cat but a white and black ferret carrying a piece of parchment.

    Crouching down to examine the Ferret the small animal dropped the parchment and stared right at her as it pushed the parchment closer. "okay.. okay I will read it" she chuckled as she picked up the parchment and read what it had to say.

    You are one of nine chosen few to receive this letter. You were chosen because you wish for something with a great desire. So I shall grant your wish. Into the Woods you must travel, to the Tree of Truth. There you will find me and if you follow my commands, you shall have your wish granted.


    As the writing faded to nothing she looked at the ferret "grant my wish..." she smiled widely. She could go see the world and all she needed to do was find this Tree of Truth... Though it seemed rather risky too.. Being one to read to many books for a girl her age she knew how people can deceive and lie and this could all be some strange trap... Giving the ferret a cautious look she nodded "alright I will go but I need some gear" she said heading inside leaving the ferret at the backdoor.

    Collecting the important supplies and few items she deemed necessary she headed back out with a brown bag over her shoulders. "lets go Mr Ferret" she said as it ran off ahead and Sophia followed it into the woods. She had packed enough stuff wither her to eat and drink and defend herself. Plus a map and compass.

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    Aiden:

    Blue eyes wide as he was tucked away in a large bush on the side of the road with horses dashing past "we will find you Ice kid!" one of the men on horseback yelled as Aiden stayed awfully still as he waited for them all to leave. This was not fair he was minding his own business and they attacked him out of the blue of course he would defend himself.. he only slightly froze one of the men's horses and it was there fault he asked them to go away.

    Once the last horse had passed and was in the distance Aiden stood up out of the bush and stretched. "jeez no matter what I do they still want to attack me" he grumbled as he crouched down picking up his small leather satchel with all the possession that he owned. "Time to go to the next town I guess" he mumbled as he held up his pendant in his hand carefully.

    Aiden was determined to find out where the pendant was made and locate hopefully his birth parents and ask whoever they were about why they abandoned him. Was it because of his weird powers? or was he taken? or did were they unable to have a child for reasons of affordability. He will know his answer one day. He was going to follow this pedants origins and hopefully find his parents.

    Pulling his hood up over his white blonde hair he began his walk along the path in the opposite direction of the riders. It was a two week walk to the next town... a month to the nearest kingdom.

    Only walking a couple steps he heard a low growling noise from behind him. Stopping for a moment recognising the noise to be a wolf he slowly turned around. Ready to defend himself he spun around to have a fully grown white wolf sitting in front of him with a letter in it's mouth and it's tail was wagging as it dropped the letter at Aiden's feet. Kneeling down he picked it up then read it.

    You are one of nine chosen few to receive this letter. You were chosen because you wish for something with a great desire. So I shall grant your wish. Into the Woods you must travel, to the Tree of Truth. There you will find me and if you follow my commands, you shall have your wish granted.

    Tossing the parchment on the ground he smirked a little "do what someone says to get a wish granted.. are you kidding me" he said shaking his head as he laughed "I am not going to some random tree I have my own mission I want to do without help" he said as the wolf began to growl again it's tail stopping wagging. But before either one could do anything the men that were hunting Aiden came charging back there was now ten of them on horseback.. "dammit.." he groaned as he did not really have anywhere to run.

    "alright wolf lead the way... but I do not like these terms" he called as the wolf nodded it's head then ran ahead as Aiden followed closely behind raising a wall of ice behind himself to block off the men chasing him for a moment as he entered the Woods with the wolf.

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    Christian:

    "Christian! you must be careful!" a woman's voice called out to her son as she stood with his horse by his side. "Relax mother.. I will be fine I promise" Christian said to his worrying other as she was handing him more and more items he sadly knew he would have to ditch along the line because who needed a mirror on a search for a missing person?. Princess Anna and her son Christian were at the gate of the castle with Queen Elsa looking from one of the castle windows. She wore a crystal and silver key around her neck. She had not left the castle in years after the last search party fell through short.

    "I should be going with you" a males voice said from behind him as Christain smirked "Dad you know I will be fine.. you need to stay with mother and aunty they will need your support" Christian said as he reached back and tied up his long hair. He was the only son of Princess Anna and Kristoff and he had talked his parents and aunt into allowing him to go on a world search for his cousin Aiden. He was to young to protect his cousin when he was taken but now he was going to find him and help him return home to Arendelle.. to his mother who was waiting on his return.

    "I know son but I still wish I could join you" Kristoff said as he moved and stood at his wife's side as he chuckled as he spotted his son sorting all his gear together. "Aunt is determined that Aiden is alive so I will find him" he said with a nod as he mounted onto his horse Flitz a large chestnut coloured stallion. "I will return soon hopefully with Aiden" he said as he tugged in the reigns as he rode out of the palace leaving his family behind. This was not his first adventure out of Arendelle so he had some idea in what he had to do and knew how to survive.

    Riding until he was far away from Arendelle and on the open road Christian had to stop and let his horse take rest and drink at the river on the outskirts of the woods. There was always something about the woods that made him cautious and on guard. So when the was a rustling noise the tall grass near the river Chris had already reached for his blade, but stopped when he saw that it was a squirrel carrying a piece of paper. Raising a brow he walked close to the furry animal and instead of placing the note paper down nicely it tossed it at Christian. "right don't like people to close huh? fair enough" he said with a shrug as he picked up the paper and opened it seeing there was a note on the inside.

    You are one of nine chosen few to receive this letter. You were chosen because you wish for something with a great desire. So I shall grant your wish. Into the Woods you must travel, to the Tree of Truth. There you will find me and if you follow my commands, you shall have your wish granted.

    When the words vanished he slipped the paper away. "My wish...huh.. maybe I could" he looked a t the squirrel and walked to Flitz who looked happy to get moving again. "okay.. lets get moving then" he said as he mounted Flitz as the Squirrel dashed into the Woods and Chris followed.

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    Brianna:

    Moving in silence and aiming with absolute precision Brianna released the arrow from her bow and the deer dropped dead form a perfect hit. Smiling as she could now take her till to her father Brianna went to the elk and removed her arrow then took the dead animal over to where her father was waiting on her. "one arrow! It was a perfect shot" she called out grinning as her father nodded. "Well done! Now you know what has to happen next?" he asked his daughter as she nodded. "yes I know.. Even though it's rather nasty"

    The hunting process was one she was very accustomed too. The hunt and the kill was just the beginning. So when they took the deer home Brianna finished it all of. It was funny how desensitised you got over time doing this over and over again. You can get a lot from a dead animal, food supplies. Hunting was a skill and was happy her father had taught her. Sitting at the table in the small hut Brianna and her father lived in she stared out the window. She always wondered where she came from.. Even though her father raised her she knew he took her in. If she could have any wish answered it would be to know where she came from other than that she longed for nothing else. The red head had her father, her hunting dog Jace and there horse Stephen also the entire forest to explore. Brianna was very content.

    As she daydreams there was a funny nose coming from outside. It sounded like a whining animal... Unsure what it is Brianna snaps out of her thoughts of what her hometown looked like and looked properly out the window seeing a baby brown bear staring straight at her from beside a distant tree. "what are you doing here... there are no bears in this forest" she said calmly as she reached across for her bow and quiver full of arrows as she got up and went to the front door. Opening the door expecting the bear to have ran away by now she was surprised to see it still sitting there as if waiting. "why do you not run?... do not tell me your mother is nearby.." she mumbled as she walked closer as she aimed her arrow carefully as she got closer.

    The baby bear shook it's head and walked up to her on it's back legs and placed a rolled up piece of parchment that it was carrying on the ground by her feet. "A carrier bear now I have never heard or seen that before" Brianna said as she lowered her bow and placed her arrow back in her quiver. Kneeling down Brianna picked up the rolled up parchment and read it eyes widening.

    You are one of nine chosen few to receive this letter. You were chosen because you wish for something with a great desire. So I shall grant your wish. Into the Woods you must travel, to the Tree of Truth. There you will find me and if you follow my commands, you shall have your wish granted.

    "that means I could...see my home" she mused as she heard about wishes being granted before. As the words vanished Brianna grinned wide "alright! I will go tell father then I will go to the woods" she mused as she dashed of stopping to return to the bear "I will be right back... watch out for Jace" she says with a nod before going inside to tell her father.

    "I can find my home and take you with me papa" she said smiling as she told him about her journey plans.

    "Are you sure that is what you want red?" he asked her knowing she was unstoppable of she wanted something. "yes papa I want this and I will return" she said excitedly as she was already packing up her gear to go. Water, food, warm clothes and tools to make more arrows.. flint and stone to make a fire. If it was rubbish then she could backtrack home. Once she was all packed and ready she said goodbye to her worried father and left.

    The bear waited for her just behind the tree, once Brianna was in sight it lead the way into the woods.

     
  8. "Alright Thunder! Keep it up!" He said with a laugh as the horse made another sharp turn, barreling through the trees within the forest without a care in the world while the little chameleon, who he had soon after named Liz (hey he was never creative with names) sat upon his shoulder, making small noises of compliant when a turn was too sharp or the ride got too bumpy. What a little character this lizard was. He would just chuckle and keep Thunder going, hooves pounding against the ground. It was finally a few hours into his little trip and the sky was beginning to grow dark, meaning very soon he would have to settle down and make camp. After all, it was a very bad idea to wander the forest at night with predators and possibly loosing one's way in the dark.

    Pulling Thunder's reins, the horse came to a stop in a small clearing, where Rannon slipped off the tamed beast and looked around, nodding to himself, "Alright. This looks like just a good a place as any to set up camp." With that he slid his satchel from off of his shoulder, letting it drop to the ground before he began to gather up firewood from the surrounding area. Once he had enough, he began stacking a good bit of it in the center of the small clearing and tossing the left over pieces to the side in case he needed them later to fuel the fire some more. Once he had all the pieces, the young man knelt down and started to use the flint from his bag in attempt to cause a spark.

    It took a few tries, but finally some of the sparks caught the wood and very soon he had it lit, the bright flames lighting up the small area, as well as giving some warmth to the small clearing, something they needed with the summer season beginning to cool down. It wasn't necessarily cold yet, but it did get a little chilly at night. He knew that very well from his days working over night in the stables for those ungrateful nobles. Never again. He would never again force himself to work for people like that. Once this journey was over, and he had his wish, he would have everything he ever wanted. Never again would he ever have to put himself below someone else. He just wouldn't allow it.

    Grinning to himself he leaned back against Thunder, the little lizard sitting on his lap. Rannon first pulled one of the apples he had bought at market from his bag and began to cut the thing into slices, feeding each piece to Thunder, then once that was done, Rannon himself started to slowly eat one of the loaves of bread he had bought for himself, thinking back to the letter he had received from this little lizard, his memory moving back to the first five words in the letter. You are one of nine. Nine. So, that meant others were in this place, right?

    So...did he have to try and find the others here in the woods? Would he even run into any of them at all? After all, he had no idea just how big this forest was. For all he knew there could be miles and miles in between them all. He supposed it was just a matter of waiting. If he ran into one of them, he ran into one of them. That was that. It didn't mean anything more.

    Raking his brown hair from his face he let out a sigh and continued to eat the loaf of bread that was his dinner, quietly enjoying the night while he could.

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    Following a fox was a little easier than Ali thought it would be. The white fox would run a few steps, even hopping on rocks and such to pass the time, looking back over its shoulder with its golden eyes as it waited for the blonde girl to catch up. It never went too fast, but never too slow either. Ali supposed she should be grateful for that. She wasn't the best at traveling through the woods and would sometimes have to stop and rest, but she surely wasn't as horrible at it as some of those high class people that pranced about and hated to get a spec of dirt on them at all. She couldn't stand to be around them. But then again, who was there that she could stand to be around?

    "Luna, are you sure we're heading in the right direction?" She asked after what seemed like forever of them being the forest, yet not seeing any signs of the tree that the letter had talked about. Luna simply hopped up one a rock, looked at the girl once again, her fluffy tail swishing back and forth, before the fox hopped down and started to walk again. Ali sighed, shaking her head slightly, "Well...I guess I can take that as a yes." She muttered, following the fox for a little while longer when she could see something in the distance. It seemed like a light, and confused, she began to make her way through the trees until she could make out just what it was in the distance.

    It was a campfire. And not only that, but there was a young man sitting there, chowing down on a loaf of bread while leaning back against a large black horse, an expression on his face that said he probably didn't have a care in the world at the moment. She huffed and shook her head, starting to walk off before the young man could see her from the distance. As chilly as it was getting, and as much as that fire did look warm, she was not about to try and socialize with a man just to get warm and rest. No, absolutely not. Especially since that man was a stranger.

    Shaking her head a little more, she began walking in the direction that would take her around this man's campfire (as it seemed this man had set up camp right between her and path Luna was trying to take her down), so that she could keep going and get to this tree she had read about in the letter as soon as possible. And right now, she wasn't going to let anything stop her. Or at least, she was hoping she wouldn't let anything stop her. Of course, one never knew what kind of things would happen in the woods.

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    "Slow down kitty! It's getting kind of hard to keep up!" Mira called to the black cat as it darted between trees much faster than Mira could ever hope to achieve. The cat slowed down though, waiting for her to catch up and looking up at her with bright yellow eyes, "You know, I need to think of a name for you. Calling you 'Kitty' just isn't too suiting." The young witch stated, putting her finger to her cheek in thought before she smiled brightly and looked back down at the animal, crouching to pet him gently, "How about Rino?" The cat simply meowed and if he could talk, Mira would think he was saying he didn't care what she called him.

    Smiling more she stood up straight, "Okay then Rino, let's keep moving." She said then the cat took off again, but this time would stop to wait for her every few minutes or so, so that she wouldn't get left too far behind and get lost. Mira stepped over logs and walked carefully down hills, trying her best to avoid the more overgrown paths and make her way around to where the cat would always be sitting. It was getting to become darker, the sun slowly fading, and the surrounding trees that shielded the sky overhead left the woods even darker.

    But, Mira wasn't too worried about it like most people would. She had grown up in the forest technically, seeing as that's where her mother's cottage was. The only difference was that the barrier had kept her from the thicker parts of the forest. She simply sighed and looked over at the cat who was a few feet ahead of her, "Hey Rino, how about we stop for the night? We could make a fire and warm up. Its supposed to get chilly tonight." She stated, and the cat didn't seem too pleased with the suggestion, but complied, walking a little further into the thicket until a place they could settle in for the night came into view.

    She stepped up to the little cat and nodded to herself, patting him on the head, "Good job. We'll stay here. I'll go find some sticks to make a fire." And that was just what she did, walking around and gathering some before piling them up. Once that was all settled, she held her hands close to the sticks, concentrating for a just a moment before sparks starting flying from her hands to the woods, the wood rather quickly catching fire. Smiling to herself, she stayed right by the fire, keeping warm as the wind howled every once and a while through the trees.

    A couple of hours passed and she stood, looking to the cat, "I'll be right back Rino. I'm going to gather more sticks." The cat yawned and curled its tail around itself, making her laugh softly at how lazy he was being. Shrugging to herself, she began making her way through the trees, picking up a few sticks, when the sound of leaves and branches crunching and cracking as if they were breaking under someone's feet came to her ears. Standing up straight rather quickly, she pulled her hood off of her head to get a better look around her, "Who's there?" She asked, holding one of the sticks as if it were a sword, ready to swing at whoever it was, turning and trying to find the source of the sounds, walking a few steps through the brush before a small rabbit hopped out in front of her and ran off.

    Shaking her head to herself, she laughed nervously as she slipped the hood of her cloak back onto her head, "Okay, so maybe I'm just a little more scared of the dark than I thought I was." She stated, making her way back toward where she herself had set up camp with the bundle of sticks in her arms, hoping Rino hadn't made a complete mess of things while she was gone.

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    "What have I gotten myself into?" Ashton muttered as he made his way through the thicket of the forest, the owl flying around, seeming more interested in searching for mice than leading the way to whatever this tree was. At least that's what he would think before trying to veer off in another direction. Needless to say when he did that, the owl would not be too happy with him, flying over and pecking at his head or using its talons to grip onto his shirt to drag him in another direction. Just like the owl was doing now, claws clutching his sleeve and half dragging the young man through the dark forest, "You know, just because your nocturnal and can see really well, doesn't mean that I can! Come on, I can't even see where we're going."

    With an 'oomph' he had to stop for a moment because the owl had finally let him go, but in turn he had ran straight into a tree, causing him to fall right on his backside, sitting on the leaf covered ground and rubbing his forehead, "Why couldn't another animal send that letter? Something more useful? That I could, I don't know, ride on?" He muttered, slowly standing back to his feet and getting another annoyed peck on the head from the owl, "Come on, Merlin! Cut it out already!" He swatted at the owl until it gave up on its slight attacks on him and setting on the branch of one of the trees, peering down at him with big golden eyes.

    "Well," Ashton began, rubbing his head where the thing had been pecking him, "I guess we should stop here for the night? Maybe make a fire and get warmed up?" The bird seemed disinterested and instead puffed out its feathers and nuzzled its head down to rest for a moment while letting the human do all the hard work for now. Huffing in annoyance, Ashton nodded, "Okay, fine then you stupid bird. I'll go do everything. You just sit there and do whatever for all I care." He said, turning on his heal and heading back out into the woods, being sure to remember the way he had come. Wouldn't do him very good if he got lost, right?

    Walking deeper into the forest, the young fairy pushed his blonde curls from his face and began picking up wood he could use to build a fire, hoping to at least get it started before it got very cold that night.

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    Having a animal with him that he could ride on really wasn't doing much good for Hendrick, considering the fact that he could barely get near the beast without it biting at him or trying to knock him to the ground. This horse really hate an attitude problem. Or it didn't like him. Maybe both? Either way, Hendrick didn't like that this was the animal in charge of leading him where he had to go. And it sure wasn't letting him stop to rest either. Should he have stopped to sit upon a rock or to eat, he would get pushed along until he started moving again. It was not fun at all.

    The horse had been dragging Hendrick on for hours and hours. Apparently wherever he was suppose to be couldn't wait five minutes, or at least that's what tell dragon thought. Eventually the blue sky began to darken, so Hendrick tried to stop once more and leaned against the tree beside him, completely out of breath. When he looked up, he saw the horse in front of his face, not a happy look in his eyes, "Oh come on. I need a break. I'm dying over here. I get it, I need to get to this tree but it's getting dark and we need to rest. Or at least I do! And besides, it won't matter if I make it to the tree and get a wish if I'm dying! Come on, how much further?"

    The horse rolled his eyes at the boy and pushed against his back with his nose. He kept Hendrick walking for another good thirty minutes before the horse and Hendrick both stopped in their tracks to see fire ablaze in front of them. The two exchanged a small look before shrugging and walking their way into the clearing.

    Although Hendrick wasn't connecting the nine mentioned in the letter he had gotten to this boy, he wanted to take precautions. He pulled his knife from his belt and held it to his side in a defensive position as he walked to the male who was eating bread.

    "Who are you? What're you doing out in the middle of the woods while the sun is setting? Its dark and things get dangerous when its night time in the forest, don't you know?"

    Rannon had to say that, despite the fact that the man that walked into the clearing had a knife at his side, he wasn't too worried. After all, Rannon himself had a small dagger he had purchased at the market, and it seemed that he was also older (even it was be just a year or two), possibly even stronger? Then again, working with horses and carrying bales of hay and other heavy supplies for years would make anybody strong. Either way, he wasn't too worried if this guy tried to attack him with that knife of his. He himself just grinned at the other man's words, sliding his own dagger from its sheath. Though, unlike the young man that held it so defiantly at his side, Rannon instead began to lightly flick it skillfully into the air, tossing it up and catching it again, as if it were a game to him,

    "You know, Kid, it's not so smart to come into someone else's camp and act so threateningly. After all, for all you know, I could be some murderer hiding from the law. And you would have just gotten yourself killed. Or perhaps a thief? Then all your supplies would have been mine. You should really be smarter about how you handle things." He chuckled and finishing off his piece of bread he had cut form the loaf, stood up, standing there rather casually, "And besides, why suddenly jump to asking me what I'm doing in the middle of the woods at night? I mean, I could just turn that same question on you. It's already very dark out, no one in sight. Very suspicious."

    Why did he take everything as if it were just some big joke? He wasn't even sure himself, but it did keep things quite interesting and entertaining. Seeing anger flair in the eyes of people he taunted was just one of the perks he guessed. Even so, he kind of didn't like the way this guy had just waltzed right into his camp with such a accusing tone as he had been giving him. In a way it reminded him of the people he had been working for as a stable man. How they had always looked at him and spoke to him like he was a criminal of some sort. Did he just have a deceiving looking face? Or did he just have really bad like with any people he knew or met?

    Now all joking expressions and amusement off of his face, he spoke more seriously, "I really don't like the way you acted coming here, Kid. My suggestion? Put that knife away and start thinking. Because clearly you haven't been using that little brain of yours. His hand halted in its flicking of the dagger to hold it at the ready in his hand in case this actually did turn into a fight, which could very well happen with the tension between the two males rising.
     
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