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When Maria woke the first thing she became aware of was the throbbing pain coming from the side of her head. The second was that she was in the rooms she had been given after her training had started. The rooms consisted of a bed room, a bathroom, a sitting room, and a small closet for storage. (She didn't use the closet). She stood up. Grabbing onto the bed post while the world spun. She shook her head to clear it. "Be quiet." A soft voice whispered from the sitting room down the hall. Maria froze. No one was supposed to be in her rooms. Maria glanced around. Looking for anything that might serve as a weapon. The bed post was too big, the c

I feel utterly alone.  Yet I stand with many, people who I call my friends. Why is it that I am with so many people who care for me as I care for them and yet feel this way? Why do I feel as if no one understands me? Are my parents correct? Am I just the typical teenage thinking the world has wronged me? But if that is true why do I not feel wronged. I simply feel empty, weak, and unnecessary. What impact do I have on people, on society? I have no influence to change things. My own parents do not listen when I voice an opinion.  Do they think me stupid? Ignorant? Frail? Among my friends I am strong, brave, unbeatable, and invulnerable. But in

Maria's training continued, each day the battle mages had her running, lifting, stretching, and fighting. Slowly Maria's body hardened getting rid of any fat she might have had and replacing it with hard earned muscle. She was also doing better in the practices she had with Prince Alaric. She hadn't won any yet. But with each match they fought the longer it took for the prince to disarm her and the more confident Maria grew. It was in one of these practices that Maria surprised everyone including herself. She and Alaric had been at it again, this time they were only fighting with knives. Alaric had been forcing Maria into some tight situatio

Asiya sat at the desk in boredom. There was nothing for her to do. Her instructors were sick and the gods forbid healing instructors see other healers, no they would heal themselves. A feat which Asiya knew from experience was impossible. So Asiya sat around doing nothing wondering when life would get more exciting. Well, she didn't have to wait long. "Hey, get off your lazy bottom. Think you're too good to work with us?" Asiya glanced up at the woman who stood in front of her. "Leave me alone Hilda." Asiya said with a sigh. "Old lady Salima told me not to do anything that might get me in trouble, so I'm not." Asiya smiled. She could get in

Maria was left in that room for three weeks. Three weeks without speaking to or even seeing another human. So she simply sat on the bed, despair overcoming her. There was no way out, not this time. There had always been a way out before. When the bandits had raided the town and locked the woman and children in a barn it had been Maria who found that when the window up near the loft was open one could jump off the sill and grab on to the tree a few feet away. But, there was no window here, only cruel hard stone. Maria's thoughts were interrupted when the food slat was pushed to the side and a tray was pushed into the room briefly allowing lig

Mage hunter Bios Name: Maria Species: Collector Age:15 1/2 Gender: female Weapon: uses a variety of weapons, mainly sword or knifes Weapon's special abilities: N/A Abilities: Absorb magic and use it how the mage she stole it from would Weaknesses:  hair shows how much magic she has absorbed Family: Asiya, Dan, and her mom. Personality:  stubborn, cautious, doesn't go down without a fight History: Grew up like every other merchant's daughter except she couldn't get an apprenticeship. Name: Asiya Species: Mage Age:  11 Gender: Female Weapon: N/A Weapon's special abilities: N/A Abilities: Manipulate weather Weaknesses:  (No ph

        The day my English teacher received that email changed everything. We were laughing at Dallin, the class clown and just generally having a good time. That changed however, when my English teacher entered the room. Mrs. Jamison was known to ride an emotional roller-coaster, as Taylor had once said but now, she had lost it. Tears ran thick and heavy down her face and she constantly had to blow her nose. One of the sixth grade teachers came in.        "I'll support you." She said. We all stared. Then, I understood. I turned to look at Taylor who sat three seats back and one to the left. Like me, there was horror in her eyes. I turned

The Emperor was an impressive man. He was tall with short dark brown hair. He had no facial hair as the current style that his eldest son(18 years old) and heir to the throne had started just to annoy his father. He had a large scar that started half an inch below his lip and ended half way down his chest. He wore deep purple shirt of imported silk underneath lavender tunic of velvet with a deep purple dove embroidered in silk on the front. His breaches were black velvet. "Well." The emperor ordered. "Bring them in." His advisor, (Who was a slight and sickly man) bowed and gestured for the guards at the massive door to open it. The guards op

"Well this out's a downer on things," Laron thought as he scanned the line of mages surrounding the Market district. "I wonder who saw me." He scanned the crowd. It would be easy enough to get through the barricade on his own but while he had the mask with him it would be impossible. Anyone with the slightest bit of magic could sense it. Maybe not pin pointing it because of whoever was messing with the mind magic. That was another problem. Because of the magical disturbance his powers were all but useless. He couldn't keep an illusion up for more than ten minutes with whatever was happening. The only thing he could do now was wait and try to

Mage Hunter "Asiya, get back here!"  The little girl in front of Maria grinned before continuing on her way skipping down the main street. "God when I get my hands on her." Maria announced as she tried to shove her way through the crowd but the people refused to budge as they gazed in amazement or suspicion at the goods brought in by merchants and astonishingly the imperial mages as well. It was rare to see the mages this far from the capital and it didn't bode well for the people of the Port Myaian. Practically the only time you saw mages around was when someone had escaped the emperor's judgment (and most of the time their execution) The m