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HeritagE
Ch3

Thankfully the day after my party was a Saturday. Skyla had already been planning on staying on staying over so that was no problem, what WAS a problem however was Evren, he was n’y a problem because he kept sarong dragons weren’t real, though he dud that too, no he was problem because apparently over night he’d come down with a fever. This was a problem because i had to care for him. My dad worked seven days a week and my mom couldn’t stand illness she was a germaphobe to a fault. So that left me. I didn’t hate Evren like most believed i did, i just wish-beloved me and wanted to be a Dragonologist too. He was rather wimpy when ill and i almost laughed at his ridiculousness but he was ill, i guess I shouldn’t laugh. Skyla on the othet hand would try. And fail to hide het amusement, usually giggling every time he groaned or moaned.  By noon I was annoyed at him it seemed every time i’d sit to open my great-grandfathers books a pathetic “Echo!” Wouldn emanate from his room. Skyla thank goodness, was riffling through her ancestors journals. At one point i heard her exclaim “ohhhhh” and i asked “did you find anything?” Her reply was “no m.. nit unless you wanna know how to use a Fairy-Flag.” I rolled my eyes, finally Evren fell asleep and i git to work. I opened the large red book first, it contained some specimens from dragon skin. A few notes a few riddles, which i solved quickly but that was all oh and it had a place for the dragon-eye, by the time i finished Evren woke up. I madisgusted, annoyed sound.  And got up. Entering Evren’s room i peeked in, there he was i had a twinge of pity for him he looked green and pale simultaneously. My brother was a year older than me but then he looked child-like and breakables.  Not like a big-brother at all. I walked over to him and laid my hand d, palm-up on his forehead . He flinched  and attempting to sit up but i held him down. “Shh easy big brother.” I said in a whisper. He groaned and said “Echo? I know you think Ernest was smart and a scientist byt please don’t pursue this...this...thing we can’t understand,”as far as telling me to stop,  that’d had been the  nicest way he’d ever put it. I frowned sayin “Ev, i think I CAN understand it, I WILL understand it, why don’t you Bellevue anymore?” Instead of replying he shuddered and-looked ill, well more ill. “Relax Ev.” I said and walked out if his room.  Skyla was in the hallway, looking     Like she’d eavesdropped. She said “well that was heartfelt and now here!” In a chipper voice she thrust  my great-grandfathers handbook at ne, open, i mock glared at her then saw what she’d found, the entire Angelo-saxon rune alphabet! “Skyla White, have i ever said how amazing yku are?” She groaned “nah i was snooping besides i know i’m great!”

Chapter 2
Training, training, training; walking, walking, walking; sleeping, sleeping, sleeping. That was pretty much what happened for the next couple days. Froakie and I both got really bored of it pretty quick. Our routine was boring too. Froakie only knew a couple moves, and I had a hard time thinking of anything I could do with them. I was sitting on the grass eating lunch on my 4th day out, when I heard a rustle in the bushes. I instinctively put my fists out before realizing it was probably a Pokémon! If I had another Pokémon, I could get a better routine! I quietly gestured for Froakie to come, so as not to scare the Pokémon away, the walked toward the bush. Suddenly, something jumped out. “Froakie, Water Gun!” I yelled. A soaking wet girl with brown hair and hazel eyes came out into the light. She held her hands out from her sides, and shook them dry.
“What was THAT for?!” she cried.
“I’m sorry! I thought you were a Pokémon!”
“Sure ya did. And I thought you were-“ She stopped talking. The water had gotten out of her eyes, and she got a good look at me. She shook her head. “-the Kalos Queen,” she finished.
“I would love to be the Kalos Queen. I’m not, though, so you were mistaken.”
“You want to be the Kalos Queen? But you’re a-“
“I’m aware I’m a boy,” I said. “And yes, I do want to be the Kalos Queen. I have since I was a kid. What’s your name? The girl walked over and sat next to me. I sat too.
“Megana. But YOU can call me Meg. I’m a Pokémon performer too, actually. A new one.”
“I’m new too. I don’t have a good routine yet.”
“Other than Froakie, what Pokémon do you have?” Meg asked.
“Just Froakie.” I replied, embarrassed.
“Well, there’s your problem! You need more than one Pokémon to have a good routine!”
“I suppose you have 6, then, if you’re telling me something like that.”
“Not quite 6, but I do have 3!” She tossed three Pokeballs into the air. Out came a Sceptile, a Bunellby, and a  Swirlix.
“A Sceptile?”
“Yeah, I’m from Hoenn. I guess I’ll see you around then.” She recalled her Pokémon and walked off. I realized I hadn’t even told her my name!
“I’m Sebastian!” I yelled, but I didn’t get a response. I’d tell her my name at the next rookie class Showcase.

Coolio! Ha (get’s soaked) yup i can imgine that bery well! Oh and ‘ll add to herotahe in a bit hopefully ch3 will be longer...

1. Dunno.
2. Porygon-Z and some other one I don't recall.
3. Dratini.
4. Dunno
5. Love Ball.
6. Uh... dunno.
7. Dunno.

Cool chapter! Silly Froakue blowing  bubbles XD i came up with yet another fic tho it referees to the Disney Heracles it’s different from The Luttle Mermaid one. I’ll post the Summary on my wall but basically the main char is the daughter of Hades she’s a Demigoddess of ciurse, and unlike a lot of people she doesn’t think Hadrs is evil which is important in the fic. Anyway she and her mom (Lucinda Curtle, i’m takong a big liberty as Lucinda Chrtle us the suppised author of Ghostology but she was from the 1960’s not  ancient  Greece)   Move  practically  Next door to Heracles, Meg and their daughter Makenba (who i made up) not long after     The move a man with black hair and clothes  appears , turns out it’s Hades but very changed as in he’s mortal by force and sliwly and painfully getting weaker so too is Heracles well Kenna and Luci hate each other but they gotta work together to save both their fathers.

Chapter 1
“Didn’t you say you didn’t want a Pokémon last year?” The professor looked at me confusedly.
“Yeah. The news today changed my mind though,” I said calmly, although I was trying to keep it together. The professor shrugged and tossed three Pokeballs into the air. Froakie ran toward me immediately. “Aw, hi!” I crouched down to its level. It blew a small bubble at me, as if to show off. At that moment I had already decided, but I decided to give the others a fair chance. I walked over to Fennekin. It stepped back timidly and came close to burning me with a small fireball. I jumped back and hit Chespin. It didn’t really react. As I turned to look at it, it hit me with its short stubby arms. It didn’t hurt all that much, but I hit it back playfully. To my surprise, Chespin started crying. I backed away back toward Froakie. “I choose you!” I said. The professor nodded.
“It looks like you two are going to have a fun journey together. I have a few things for you, Sebastian.” He handed me 5 empty Pokeballs, and a Kalos Pokédex. “Off you go then!” And off I went.

Ta-da! I am early oh hope ut’s okay i’m posting it on your wall guess i should’ve asked before i started sorry.  It’s finny at our VR fam party yesterday my cousins got me Ghostology the newest in the series and i git kne of them (Madsion) Dragonology which was the first one XS

Heritage
Ch2

“Hah hah...” are we done running yet?” Skyla asked  while trying  to catch her breath. She was the only one tinning though I was the one who had the Dragon-Eye. We’d immediately left my house after eating birthday cake. Evren had rolled his eyes as if saying “are you kidding?” But i’d mostly ignored him. Skyla on the other hand, had attempted to weedle him into joining us in dragon tracking. But nope my big brother was a big stick in the mud.  I noticed that Skyla had stopped running and i dashed to catch up to her. “What’s up?” I asked she merry pointed with her wand towards a hole in the ground that i’m pretty sure hadn’t alwats been there. I crept up to it and peered in...empty. If ut had been a dragons cave it would’ve had treasures untold buried in it, well not “buried” but “hidden.” I sighed and turned back to Skyla  shaking my head sadly. “Aw curses!” Skyla said, she’d been just as hopeful as me it summed.   I also hoped she hadn’t ACTUALLY cursed me i was aware that her being a descendent of Merlin probably meant that she had to be careful about saying stuff like “curses”  we started back when I heard something that subdued...familiar like I SHOULD know what it meant. “Umm Echo? Call me crazy because I think i heard a voice.” I couldn’t call her crazy because i’d heard something too. “Skyla you know I can’t lie ti you” i answered.  “Oh yay we’re both crazy then.” Why we’re we crazy? Because the voice had been inhuman and deep and i’m pretty sure it had cone from or near to the cave.  I turned back around slowly and saw...runes? No not just runes but i’m pretty sure Dragon-Script. Echoing my thoughts Skyla said “Angelo-Saxon runes, Echo? That’s Dragon-Script, how can there be Dragon-Script if...” i finished-her thought “there’s no dragon...”  Skyla at least had the awareness to copy the runes,neither of us knew what they said but I. Bet my great-grandfather did and I had a way to talk to him...sort of...I had his journals. This time when we turned to go no voice could be heard and we didn’t turn back. If we had we’d have seen the runes rearranges themselves for a split second the text was english and said “those who pass through my cave  are subrect to slave.” Then the words peeled away all that remained was a smooth cave wall, blank of feature.

Oh no! That stinks when i wind up doing that thanks to ctrl plys Z tho i get em back if i’
 On a laptop on my phone tho i’m not that lucky XD

Yeah sorry I’m late. I accidentally delete all my work. It’ll be coming later today