Second Mage of the Blood Guard, Commander of the Science Corps, the Magi of Flame, the Red Queen. Mars of the Prism Guard and she is her phoenix.
I told you before that Once Upon A Time plays a big part of The Star Chronicles and The Prism. From the Evil Queen to the Red Queen, but she commonly goes by the name Gin or Ginny. She is technically a fire elemental but is also a phoenix. No seriously, she is a phoenix which includes the power of rebirth though it's not exactly painless, requires a specific kind of jewel called a fire gem or a phoenix gem, and it's possible to take others with her when she combusts into flames and becomes a pile of ash.
Not quite what I was looking for... apparently, it's rather difficult to find a jewel fragment or a gem the size of a small pebble that glows with a fire from within. I have spent over a month trying to find something that was even remotely close and ironically, the closest to it was red kryptonite. *insert eye roll here*
Anyways, moving right along...much of Gin's origin story has yet to be written but a fair few events in the future have been, so I will be revealing a few spoilers and some general information, namely the identities of her husband and her son.
The first to be revealed is her husband. He is the current leader of the Wolf Clan, a somewhat nomadic species of werewolves. No, they do not transform in moonlight nor are they associated with the once human turned feral canine species referred to as Haps in the Sanctuary verse. Now then, it is my distinct pleasure and honor to introduce the very lucky man that scored himself a mighty phoenix.
The Alpha of the Blood Guard, leader of the Wolf Clan, the Red Claw. He is Fenrir of the Prism Guard and he is her Huntsman.
You guessed it....Graham aka The Huntsman from Once Upon A Time. Now to be fair, in a different story he is with Emma but I've always liked him and Regina being together. I know, the whole heart ripping thing makes this pairing seem extremely unlikely, but given that this is the Blood Guard verse, so very different backgrounds for him and Gin.
For instance, Graham was with Her Ladyship when Killian and his older brother, Liam, met her when they were kids, but he wasn't in human form. In fact, he couldn't take human form just yet because he was quite young...he was a puppy. No seriously, he was an actual wolf pup...why because all children born from the Wolf Clan are born as puppies not as human babies.
Puppy Graham was actually the one that discovered the Jones Brothers on the beach, taking off all of a sudden and forcing the Star Child to chase after him. Thus was the humble beginnings of some rather odd friendships...especially when a baby kraken gets involved...a story for another time.
Gin does not marry Graham for quite a long time due to her long standing relationship with the First Mage, Emma. I swear I just heard a fandom explode somewhere. It takes him several centuries just to get on speaking terms with the Red Queen, mainly due to her distaste for mongrels. She favored cats, though this might have been heavily influenced by both Emma and her mother who both absolutely adored cats.
He remained persistent but not invasive, always letting her come to him on her own terms. As to how these two get together.... well I haven't worked that out yet, along with Gin's origin story; however, she is at the center of many events and has connections with Light, Poseidon, and Hook. She becomes further involved up until like fifteen to twenty years before the events of Stardust occur. She will eventually come back into play when shit hits the fan with Emma and her mother and a lot of stuff gets revealed which kind of blind sides a good chunk of the main characters.
Now on to the second reveal, the son of Gin Mills and Graham Foss...anyone who has seen Sanctuary knows who he is. Introducing Henry Foss aka Wolftech and resident genius of the U.S. Sanctuary.
Not only is Henry a genius but an inventor as well. Admittedly, not everything goes to plan when inventing never before seen or conceived technology and sometimes things do go boom. Ah but some inventions have worked incredibly well, including but not limited to several variations of the stun gun...slide stunner, sonic stunner, super stunner, etc...along with several kinds of scanners...bio-scanner, multiscanner, modified chromatographic scanner, and even a holographic scanner.
Mars's son commonly works on co-op projects with a certain genius vampire named Nikola Tesla. Though Nikola commonly calls Henry by a variation of nicknames, makes quite a few derogatory comments about his intellect, and just loves pointing out the guy's mistakes...the resident sanctuary genius actually views the arrogant, self proclaimed know-it-all that always has a hidden agenda...his best friend.
When the werewolf admits this to the father of electricity and inventor of radio waves, Nikola is actually quite shocked by this revelation and for the briefest of moments, he is quiet, almost humble because no one outside of the Star Child had ever bothered to get to know him, the real him...not the self-absorbed prat that thinks he is smarter than everyone else, but the man born from his love for the Lady of the Blood Guard. He only acts the way he does because it makes Artz happy...blame the show because Yowzah.
These two get into plenty of trouble and the irony of their friendship is not lost on them....the Vampire and the Werewolf being best friends...I think another fandom just erupted somewhere...let's hope it wasn't the Twilight Saga fandom, because I doubt any of us would survive. Were that not ironic enough, add in a Huntsman and a Phoenix and you've got yourselves a party...just don't invite the Second, Third, or Fourth Captains. Why because Mars will use the Third Captain for target practice, the Fourth Captain not lifting a finger to help him and commonly takes control of their shared body long enough for Mars to hit Poseidon...as for Light, I'll explain that in a bit.
Poseidon was technically her opposites trainer though most considered both the Third and Fourth Captains as her opposites mentors. Mars's power, both as a fire elemental and as a phoenix, required two kinds of teachers, control for the wielding of her element and the creation of a centralized mental core. Gin, very much like Hook, had a vast quantity of power at their disposal; however, without the mental discipline needed to protect one's mental and psychological states, they would become lost within their own power, unaware of the devastation their powers were causing.
There have been very few times of Mars losing control but that was only because Hook had pretty much drilled into her head that if she lost control for a split second, she, like him, would kill everyone around her. When she asked him if something like that had ever occurred with him or Poseidon, he looked away in shame.
Both he and Poseidon had both lost control many, many times throughout history...the most devastating for Poseidon was when his mother had been murdered. He was just a child, nine years old with his brother Liam being thirteen years old. To save his brother from shattering his soul, Killian took it upon himself to take the life of the man that had killed their mother...their stepfather.
Watching his water powers carve through the man's body and quietly literally slicing him to pieces; the blood was everywhere, it pooled at his feet and splattered across his body...this wasn't the breaking point for Killian, it was what came after. In his desire to protect his brother, his powers had been pushed further than he had ever done before. His attack had been like a maelstrom of death and it took not one life but two.
The woman that both he and his brother had loved, having heard the screaming and felt the surge of power, had come to help, only to be caught up in the outward edge of the cyclone, deep gashes being gorged into her body. When Killian heard the sound of a body hitting the ground behind him, he turned around and the world for him came to a grinding halt. There on the ground lay the woman known as the Star Child, her breathing wet and labored as if drowning on dry land. She tried to move, reaching out to him with her hand, her eyes glazed over from the pain but still held such worry and kindness for the child of the sea that was on the verge of breaking.
Before either of the brothers could move, her hand suddenly dropped as the light of life faded from her eyes. The once vibrant and sparkling sapphires were dull, empty, an endless void of nothingness...her last breath exhaling like a whisper in the wind. This...this is what broke him, a soul shattering scream erupting out of his throat. The ocean reacted to the astronomical surge of pure, raw, and powerful emotion and began to flood the entirety of the world.
The sound of him screaming vanished but his mouth was still open in a silent scream, tears pouring from his eyes and down his face. Fortunately, the ocean was not the only thing that responded to the boy, so too did the Empress of the Sea, the superabnormal known as Kali.
Her physical form was that of an aquatic spider and she was able to control the magnetism of the world, allowing her to take control of the tectonic plates in the earth's crust as well as generate land and create massive tidal waves. To the Children of the Sea and Sky as well as the Star Child, they see, not her Arachnid form but her human avatar.
Kali used her powers to disrupt the synapses within the boy's brain, rendering him unconscious but also suppressing the memories of his elemental powers, worse still, she had to suppress the memories of the woman he loved, making him forget that she ever existed. It was the only way to save the soul of the Child of the Sea. Liam asked the superabnormal to suppress his powers as a lightning elemental so that he wouldn't accidentally bring back his brother's memories.
The Empress of the Sea warned him that unlike his brother, his powers as a Child of the Sky were not meant to be caged because his kind constantly generated their elemental powers non-stop. By suppressing them, it would eventually kill him, the pain becoming more and more excruciating until he died a horrifically painful and lingering death. He will beg for death long before it would be granted to him and quite possibly losing his mind entirely, causing his powers to erupt and to destroy everything around him.
Liam told her that without his brother, there would be no point in living... especially now that the Star Child was dead and even if she were to be restored, he would never be able to look at her, his guilt and shame along with the memories of this day haunting him till the day he died. He would not be able to love her like she should be loved, his heart constantly poisoning her happiness. He couldn't do that to her nor could he bear to live in a world without his baby brother.
He also assured her that he would find a way to die on his own terms and with the least amount of trauma to his brother, but with his powers bottled up inside, it would be difficult to kill him. The aquatic superabnormal promised that someone with great knowledge will come to him one day and teach him many things including a method powerful enough and potent enough to kill him, granting him a swift death. He thanked her for her help and her compassion. He even apologized to which she replied that if this event had not occur then he would never have met the Star Child for she would have died the moment she took her first breath in this world.
Kali then suppressed the boy's powers and before leaving, she made certain that the physical evidence of this event was gone which included the remains of their step father, their mother's body, and the body of the woman he loved. Many years later, Liam and his brother, now proud members of His Majesty's Royal Navy, embarked on a journey to find a specific plant said to have miraculous healing properties. The moment Liam Jones had seen the name of this plant, he knew that not only had their king betrayed them but that this would be his final adventure with his younger brother.
Just as the Empress of the Sea had promised, a man with great knowledge and power had indeed come to teach him. This man was from the future and his name was Light. This Second Captain was a powerful lightning elemental with absolutely exceptional control over his powers. Liam was in awe of the man yet there was something about him that struck a familiar chord within his heart.
The Lightning Fang taught him a great many things, having been taught by his first mentor and commander of the science corps but also by Liam's own brother that had been his second mentor and his current working partner. The elder Jones did ask about Killian, wondering if he was okay, if he was happy, and if he ever found their star again...the answer was yes to all of them.
His brother was the Third Captain of the guard that protected the Star Child, a member of her inner circle and was the second most trusted person to her, the first being apparently long story. Light also revealed that his baby brother would one day regain both his powers and his memories but that in doing so, made it possible to save the woman they both loved. To say he was relieved was quite the understatement...his brother would be saved, their star would be by his side, and he would find the happiness that had been denied to him for so long.
After the man's departure, Liam worked diligently to make his brother into an outstanding officer, a man of honor, someone that followed his heart and not his head, and to make certain that Killian was strong enough to endure the tumultuous storm that would undoubtedly scar him for life. The elder Jones hated to do it this way but the alternative was to have his precious baby brother watch him die a very slow and agonizing death. Better that his faith be shattered rather than his soul and give him the knowledge of their King's betrayal and to plot his course straight to the woman that was his salvation.
Upon discovering the land where this miracle plant grew....a place called Neverland, he and his brother sought out the plant, having several run-ins with a young girl capable of flying and floating in the air. She identified herself as Petrani Panson, former denizen of another realm simply called Oz.
She informed the brothers that this so called miraculous healing plant called Dreamshade was, in fact, one of the most lethal poisons in the whole of creation and was impossible to cure. Why because even if the one effected were to drink the water of the mountain spring which was capable of nullifying the effects of the poison but only while within this land, they would still not live to see another moonrise because the viscosity of Dreamshade was so potent that most of the victim's internal organs would be liquefied and thus still resulting in death.
Killian had attempted to dissuade his brother from acquiring the Dreamshade, but Liam simply spouted off that he had faith in their king which was a complete and total lie. The elder Jones broke off a piece of the plant, placing the thorn against his skin before slicing it into his arm and just as the flying child had stated, death was almost immediate and Liam Jones died in the arms of his younger brother, his final words...Lightning, it flashes bright then fades away. It can't protect, it only destroys. The sea makes for a much better shield than I could ever be. Find her...find our star...she shines only for you now.
Upon finishing his tale, the Fourth Captain retreated within, forcing Poseidon to take control of their shared body. He tried to apologize but Gin slapped him before latching onto him in a bone crushing hug. Thanks to his counterpart, he and his student were able to find some middle ground...a pain shared, for the young phoenix had lost an elder sibling too, her sister, Zelena. It still didn't stop them from squabbling all the time; snarky jibes and sarcastic quips galore but it always put a smile on the Star Child's face usually followed by her shaking her head in fond exasperation.
Sadly, the times when Mars lost control over her powers caused some of the most devastating catastrophes in human history. She never did anything by half measure, it was all or nothing. The first time she lost control was shortly before she had crossed paths with the Star Child, resulting in the creation of a super volcano that blanketed a good chunk of the world in ash, formed its own landmass, and ultimately caused the extinction of the dinosaurs...most of them anyways. Almost every species of dinosaur had had select groups transported into the Realm and deposited onto a planet later known as Dinotopia.
Not long after this cataclysmic event, Gin was found half buried in ash, tear tracks down her cheeks and was completely catatonic but her eyes were still open. Near her were the charred remains of a former hunter's camp and the mutilated corpse of an adult woman, later discovered to be the girl's mother or what was left of her. She and her mother had been searching for Gin's elder sister and her father, Henry. When they stumbled across the camp, they had believed that they had found a safe place to bed down for the night but they were very mistaken.
They had believed it to be a normal hunting camp, gathering provisions and furs for the coming winter, along with thinning out population of the local wildlife aka dinosaurs, specifically some of the nastier carnivores that seemed reproduce like the Nubbins in the Sanctuary show. Turns out this wasn't entirely accurate. Yes, they were hunters and yes, they were gathering provisions but they were also hunting something very specific...women.
This hunting camp was a specialized base of operations in the acquisition of baby makers aka healthy females capable of reproducing and birthing offspring. Why because the number of births had drop drastically in the past few decades while the number of deaths caused by unnatural causes aka dino chow had substantially increased. These kind of camps were created to correct the deficiency and ensure the survival of the human race by any means necessary.
Any means included the capturing and imprisoning of all females; young, old, healthy, frail, anyone and everyone of the female orientation. Any means also included habitual sexual intercourse with as many sperm donors as possible, consented or not. Gin and her mother were immediately captured and the young phoenix was forced to watch as all the men in the camp tried to impregnate her defenseless mother.
They were held captive in that camp for the next nine and half years. Her mother had birthed many offspring, several sets of twins and even a set of quadruplets. The poor woman had become so used to her constant treatment that she actually complained when she was not in use, but it didn't matter anyways because there were several complications during her next pregnancy and both her and her unborn child died from the premature birthing.
After her mother died, Gin was the only female close enough to the optimum reproductive age within the camp. She was almost fourteen years old, having just turned four shortly before being captured. She saw the looks in their eyes as the leaders discussed who would go first and a working schedule that was satisfactory to all the camp's male inhabitants. Once the schedule was finalized, the leader's protege and their best hunter was granted the honor of taking her virginity and given one full night to completely fill her with his seed.
She was dragged out her cage and her raggedy dress was ripped to pieces. They cleaned her up, washed her hair, even rubbed fragant oil into her skin before she was shackled to a makeshift altar, the inhabitants of the camp seated themselves in a circle around the altar. Her mother had not been pure so she was not subjected to this humiliating and violating spectacle but Gin had spent nine and a half years watching them conduct this little ritual again and again and again.
Now it was her turn and because she was untouched, undefiled, her innocence and purity untainted, she was to be taken in full view of everyone to ensure that she was ready for the constant exertion of repetitive intercourse. It was sickening and evil...she hated them. She hated all of them...she wanted them to burn, to be scorched from the face of the earth. As her rapist approached her, his member already erect and twitching, a heat began to build within her body.
He positioned himself in between her legs, guided the tip to the correct spot, took hold of her hips, his fingers gripping her so tightly that she was certain that she would have extensive bruising later....the heat within her became hotter, her cheeks flushing bright red from the intensity. Then in one swift and powerful thrust, he ripped straight through her barrier. She screamed in an intense pain. They had done nothing to ease his entrance so that her virginity was taken in the most painful way possible...an action to remind her that she was their slave, their play thing, to use as they saw fit.
She didn't have time to catch her breath or to brace herself for the next thrust and she screamed again, the heat within her becoming a small flame. Each time he trusted, he went deeper and deeper until he reached some spot within her that made the pain mix with a kind of euphoric feeling. It was causing her mind to lose focus and she was having difficulties concentrating. Once he was fully sheathed within her, he used his knowledge of the female form to make the euphoric feeling to increase and the pain began to dull. She was no longer screaming in pain but in pleasure...her body was reacting positively to his ministrations.
She was disgusted with herself. How could she let herself feel this way? Why did she start screaming for more, to go faster and deeper and harder, to slam into her core and hit that special spot that made her feel like she was losing her mind? Moreover, she could see them, hear them...they were watching her being violated, listening to shameful pleas, using the scene before them to pleasure themselves...monsters.
The flickering flame that had almost been extinguished by their activities roared to life once more, the fire battled against the growing pleasure in her body, but it wasn't strong enough to override the physical reactions of her body. All thought ceased as she hit some sort of peak, a pinnacle of pleasure, and her mind hazed over completely...then came a different sensation, some kind of sticky fluid was filling her insides and the fire, no longer restricted by conscious thought, erupted from within her.
It was everywhere...the fire felt glorious like she was being purified...then he screamed, not in pleasure but in excruciating agony and he wasn't the only one. More screams reached her ears and her rationality returned to her along with the conscious awareness of her immediate surroundings. She honestly wished she hadn't opened her eyes because the man that was still fully sheathed inside her was now nothing more than a burnt husk; the flesh smoldering, the bones blackened, and very, very dead...a dead man was inside her.
Then the rest of her surroundings finally came into focus...dead, they were all dead, every single person...even the children birthed by her mother...all dead. Her mouth opened in a silent scream, her vision being engulfed by flames. They were dead...she killed them...how did that happen? What was she? She knew the answer...she had called them monsters but the evidence before her and within her made that statement false...she was the true monster.
Time held no meaning for the young phoenix, unaware of the devastation being wrought by her freshly awakened heritage. The sky darkened with smoke as ash fell from the sky like snow. The fire burned through her bindings, allowing her to separate from her first victim. She stumbled about until she landed near the remains of her dead mother, having been chucked outside the camp like garbage.
She started crying but she didn't make a sound. She just sat there with the falling ash becoming thicker and heavier. She didn't move, she just kept crying silently, unable to stop, unable to move, her rational mind was overloaded by the intensity of her deeper emotions...a voice...there was a voice...a woman...she was singing...why...why was she singing? It was such a beautiful melody yet seemed so very sad...lonely...the young phoenix listened to the song, allowing it to penetrate to the deepest recesses of her mind. It went even deeper, touching her heart and soothing her soul.
The sound of shuffling footsteps caused the dark haired child to raise her head, her eyes blank and empty. The woman that was singing walked through the falling ash, her body glowing softly with an electric blue light and still she sang. Even as she approached the carnage the little girl had caused, there was no hatred or anger or horror or disgust on her face. A sad smile adorned her lips as she knelt in front of the young phoenix, her sapphire eyes shining with a light from within and swirling with stardust. It was the most beautiful thing Gin had ever seen.
Did this divine being truly not hate her? She was a monster, destroying everything around her. Could she really forgive her for all the lives she took? The girl wanted so badly to believe, but she was afraid. What if she destroyed her too? Why was she still singing...the same song again and again? The air around her became warmer and it was easier to breathe. The woman stopped singing and Gin immediately became aware of her surroundings. No longer were they in the ash filled camp...in fact, they were no longer in the camp period. All the bodies were gone, all the destruction was gone, the scent of death and charred flesh was also gone.
The young phoenix didn't know what to think. The place they were now in was so beautiful; the grass was a soft red, the trees were filled with silver leaves, and the sky was above was a burnt orange color. The light from the twin suns shined through the canopy, creating a contrast of light and shadow, the trees seemingly on fire but all she felt was a gentle and all encompassing warmth that saturated every cell in her body.
She started sobbing and quite vocally too. She found herself in the arms of the woman that had brought her to such a wonderful place. She held her like a mother would their child...so warm, so pure, so bright...a star. This woman was a true and genuine star, she could feel it...the rest of her emotions were released when the woman spoke three words.
"Welcome home, Ginny."
From that day on, the young phoenix was hers. She constantly trailed after, not caring what anyone else said or thought about it. She claimed this woman as hers; in what way, she had no clue. What she felt for the surprisingly kind redhead went beyond friendship, beyond kin, beyond romanticism. There were no words that could be uttered to adequately describe the immeasurable love she held for her star.
Every day was like a brand new adventure and they always seemed to be running everywhere, bright smiles and even brighter laughter. Gin definitely loved the running. It made her feel free like nothing could hold her or cage her or bind her in any way.
Their routine changed when her star suddenly slid to a halt, tears pouring down her cheeks...the pain and sorrow in her eyes was making her want to cry too. An orb of light formed around them and they went flying away. The orb vanished as her star yelled out a name and a title she had heard in passing a few times.
"Poseidon! Captain!"
This was the very first encounter with the man...men that would one day become her mentors, her partners, and the very first males that she actually trusted, whose touch did not make her lash out in rage, whose voice could always calm her fast flying mind, the men she would one day make them the godfathers of her firstborn....the problem was that he was dead...they were dead.
Her star was screaming in anguish because she couldn't revive them, that some sort of period of grace had already passed, making it impossible for her power to save them. She was crying so hard, clutching them tightly to her body as her heart wrenching screams pierced the air. Was there truly nothing that could be done? Was there truly no way to give them back to her star?
She felt something brush against her leg and she looked down to find a very odd creature with long ears, a fluffy tail swishing back and forth in hypnotic rhythm, and there was a mark on its back...a starburst within an Ouroboros. The odd creature held up a golden locket emblazoned with a golden phoenix. She took the locket and opened it, inside were four red shards glowing with a fire within.
She poured them into her hand and it felt like a flood gate had been blasted open, her mind filling with the ancient knowledge of her kind. She was a Phoenix, she possessed the power of rebirth, the glowing shards were fire gems also referred to as phoenix gems, she could grant new life to others so long as she had a gem for each person that she takes with her.
Her hand wrapped around the gems tightly. What she was about to do was going to be quite painful, both for herself and her star but it was going to hurt them even worse because they children of the sea, water elementals. She would save them but they would need an extended period of time in order to completely recover from the rebirthing process. She turned to thank the odd creature but he was gone like he had never existed in the first place.
Her star's anguished cries forced her to return to the task at hand. She cut her hand, allowing the gems to be saturated with her blood, the blood of a phoenix. She then called to the power that she had released since its awakening. She mentally gasped when her body transformed into a bird made entirely of flames.
"Look how the golden phoenix shines in the burnt orange sky."
Her star was too far gone and thus could not be separated from her loved ones. She would destroy her star just as she feared but she would also grant life anew for all of them and that was worth an eternity of agony to the young phoenix. She took flight, enjoying the sensation of being midair for a moment before screeching loudly and dive bombing her star and the two idiots in one body. They better not make a habit of this, otherwise she was going to figure out how to make her flames into projectiles and use them as glorified target practice.
Coming out the other side of a phoenix rebirth was like being dragged through shattered glass while constantly being on fire. It was not a pleasant experience to say the least but did have the desired result...which she found out about three weeks later. Apparently going full on elemental firebird for the first time while doing a rebirth caused her to temporarily forget how to retake human form.
When she woke up, there was an absolutely gorgeous blonde haired woman sitting next to the bed, watching over her as she recovered. Gin knew in an instant that this woman was hers. It was a similar feeling like she had with her star but she could feel the difference between the two. This incredibly stunning goddess was someone she was meant to love in a romantic way, to which she had no qualms with because there was no way she was going to let a man be intimate with her.
The irony is that what she got was not a man but a wolf, a kind and gentle wolf that always allowed her to take the lead, to proceed at her pace, to do as she desired without impeding her at all. It would be that very same wolf that would reunite her father which led them to her godfather and her father's best friend, Zeal and with his help, Gin's elder sister would be found and the sisters finally being reunited...and that their birth mother was not only alive but a member of the Blood Guard. The woman that the girl had believed to be her mother was her mother's childhood friend and former hand maiden and was her godmother on top of all that.
Artz: Yeah, I think a Part 2 is in order because this thing is seriously long already and I haven't even gotten to Light and a plethora of other things she is involved in.
Anna: *rereads the post several times* Um...I think you just sorted out Gin's origin story, sis.
Artz: *blinks before rereading the post herself* Sweet Menti Celesti, you're right! Yeah, it got a little dark but man, this just flowed out perfectly and actually makes a lot a sense.
Anna: Especially with Graham. Helping her reunite with her long lost father, Henry, would definitely earn some major brownie points with our mongrel hating phoenix.
Artz: Huh, I actually worked out a good chunk of stuff with this post. Once I add a few more images and gifs, I'll publish it, but part two is gonna have to wait because i finally solved the issue with the introduction for the Magi of the Air!
Anna: Hurray!
Artz: *sheepish* But I don't have his origin story like at all.
Anna: *points to the above post as an example* That will not be a problem.
Artz: Whoa...you just sounded like Miss Impossible.
Anna: *laughs* yeah the inflection was definitely there. Okay, on that bombshell...
Artz: More like fire ball.
Anna: *rolls her eyes* This post is over and done with. Please leave a ton of comments and don't forget to check out my sister's fan fiction profile and her totally awesome stories!
Artz: My shameless plugging is beginning to rub off on you. Anyways, the site is www.fanfiction.net and the author name is Lady Artimes Blaine. Until next time, dearies.
Anna: Oi! That's my thing. Your thing is sweetie. Respect the thing! Hey come back here! *as her sister walks away*
