She looked away from the scene that was unfolding right in front of her. How could someone be so blunt? She was admiring that. It was characteristic that she lacked.

Valarie shuffled uneasily. She has no idea what the woman was talking about but she knew it couldn’t be good. “You guys,” she said blow a whisper, “what’s lIon..?”

“I don’t even think I want to ask considering what just happened to Sherly and me,” she glances over at the van and can’t help but wonder.

Valarie sighed. “That’s an understatement. This is insane. What are we even supposed to do?”

Valarie stood there, shocked. She was confused and scared. All she wanted was a way to get to New York.

After she was able to compose herself se walked back to a curb where she pulled her n=knees to her chest. She had no way to go back home. She pulled her phone out o her pocket to se no missed calls, no texts, and no service.

Frustrated,… Read more

Valarie stepped back a bit. “D-Do you know why there aren’t any flights to New York? We’re all suppose to be headed there.” She points to the group of people she just met.

Valarie eyed the eighteen wheeler suspiciously. She slowly walked towards it after a minute of staring.

“E-Excuse me..” She knocked on it’s door, hoping the driver would answer. Maybe he had answers to her questions too.

Valarie sighed and crossed her arms, irritated at the thought of flights being canceled. “All New York flights aren’t even on the time board. It doesn’t even state that there were any flights coming in or out of New York.. It’s like it doesn’t exit to this place.”

Valarie’s eyes shot open as she heard the words “Mew York come out of someone’s mouth. She looked over at the group of people talking and walked over to them. “I’m sorry for eavesdropping,” se said nervously, “but I heard someone say they were going to New York. That’s where I’m headed. Well, where I was suppose to be headed.”

Valarie Printup looked around at the people that inhabited the parking lot. She was sitting along the curb with her phone against her ear. “Come on.. Pick up.. Please!” No one answered her call and she put her phone in her pocket, annoyed. She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed. Tears pricked her eyes but she fought them back. She had… Read more

Name: Valarie Printup

Age/Gender: 18, female

Appearance: Long dark brown hair, hazel eyes (brown and green), 5 foot 3 inches tall, light weight (around 113). She’s wearing a red flannel with a white tank top underneath with black skinny jeans that are torn . Her shoes of choice are all black Vans.

Personality: She’s shy around people… Read more

“Ah, you already know me so well, Miss. I’ll be back again later, expect me.” She walked out the door and into the street where she would go to the local coffee shop.

Vlora exits her room of the headquarters. After days practicing her power in her room, she thinks she can take it to the next level. She enters the living room and tries to pick up the couch with her telekinesis. It barely comes off the ground.

Vlora exits her room of the headquarters. After days practicing her power in her room, she thinks she can take it to the next level. She enters the living room and tries to pick up the couch with her telekinesis. It barely comes off the ground.

Viollette smiled. She actually won. “Thank you, Miss.” She pulled out another paper from her coat. “Here is more information. Have any member of your family tell me what they need from the Gistillees and I will try my best to obtain them.”

She gave her a cold look. “I could say the same to you. I’m trying to save your name, your family, and your city. I could have easily left this file alone and let it ruin you.” She pointed to the file in Mary’s hand. “I’m already trained. You won’t need to waste any time. I have more than easy access to Gistillee information that I’m willing to give you.”

Viollette stepped inside and shrugged. “Plans to ruin your family name. There’s a profile in there- someone in this town who’s already said things, awful things, to my family.”

Viollette nodded respectfully. “Miss Zimbaliti.” She raised the folder to show her. “This might be of some use to you.”

Viollette walked up the staircase to the front door of the Zimblati’s, yet again. This time she had brought a folder containing information and plotting against the Zimbalti’s She was determined to be a part of them. She knocked on the door.

Viollette had to think things trough. She went back to Hainesville and sat inside the local coffee shop. The waiter came up to her and handed her the usual, peppermint coffee.

Verona cocked her head to the side. “What an interesting character..”

Viollette looked behind her and spoke to the man. “You might want to watch who you’re talking to. That’ll be your boss if they let you in.”

Verona took a step away from Alter and Vi. She did not want to be near tat when things went wrong. “So when do we leave?”

“It sounds dangerous, but I guess it’s worth a shot.” Verona shrugged.
Onish screeched and flew down. “This sounds way too dangerous! What if someone gets hurt?” He sat on Verona’s shoulder.

“I’ll take your silence as a maybe. But I will be back, Miss Zimbalti.” She exited the room and walked into the hall. She took a minute to compose herself. “So close,” she thought to herself.

“Why would you want to o off and do something like that?” Verona asked, a little intrigued. Onish flew up into the tree to scout.

“Hi Nova, I’m Vlora,” she says with a smile. “What’s your powers, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Hi Nova, I’m Vlora,” she says with a smile. “What’s your powers, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Hm. That’s pretty cool.” She got up and walked to it and examined it closer. “Nice work.” She added. She continued piling books and lifting them.

“Hm. That’s pretty cool.” She got up and walked to it and examined it closer. “Nice work.” She added. She continued piling books and lifting them.

Verona climbed out of the window and onto the tree. She made her way down safely.

Vlora looks over at the scythe. “Where’d you get it? I’ve never seen one before.”

Vlora looks over at the scythe. “Where’d you get it? I’ve never seen one before.”

Getting bored, Vlora decides to practice her powers in the living room. She moves a book and lifts it with ease, she adds more each time until she can’t add anymore.

Getting bored, Vlora decides to practice her powers in the living room. She moves a book and lifts it with ease, she adds more each time until she can’t add anymore.

“Aradia!” She yelled down. “Are you okay?!”

“This is insane..” Verona followed the two out, gently petting Onish to calm him.

Vlora raises her eyebrows and nods. “Ohh. I see,” she replies to Blaze. She makes her way downstairs into the kitchen. She grabs a flavored water and skips her way into the living room to sit on the couch.

Vlora raises her eyebrows and nods. “Ohh. I see,” she replies to Blaze. She makes her way downstairs into the kitchen. She grabs a flavored water and skips her way into the living room to sit on the couch.