Pianofairies

   ‘Nicolas.... Your death would be mourned by me. Make it out okay.’ Ice shook his head. Why was he thinking this? He normally so emotionless, why did he suddenly care about Nicolas? Did he actually think of him as a friend? Ice   asked himself these questions as he stepped out of the black limousine and closed the door. His lair, as you might call it, was large, with hundreds of computer monitors along the walls. He pulled his ebony black hair out of his eyes as he sat in his leather chair, looking down at the keyboard. He logged into his account, his fingers tapping at the keys every few seconds. He pulled up a file and grabbed

“Dude, that was, like, middle school. I don’t think we’re that much of friends, especially cause you’re BREAKING INTO MY FRICKIN HOUSE.” Engy growled, suddenly a bit more hostile. Ice chuckled softly, though it sounded somewhat... pained. “I still think of you as a friend. Or, Martin Dratch still thinks of you as a friend. My name was Martin, before you called me Ice. Remember that year, Nicolas? Remember that year, when your cruel friends beat me up? Remember when you ran to help me, even stood up for me? No one else did that. After that I respected you. Then my mother made me change schools again. I never

"Ah, the portal master has found new transportation.  I suppose he wants to blend in. As if that could happen." a man scowled at his monitor, tapping a few buttons and pulling up a window. "Let's see..." he muttered, his hands flying across the keyboard, pulling up tabs and websites. He seemed to finally find what he was looking for as he stopped abruptly and looked at the screen, his blue icy gaze surveying it for a moment before he stood out of his large black leather chair and walked to a steel door, opening it with the push of a button and disappearing into it. "Engy. Slow. The. Fudge. Down." Cam yelled, kicking the back of his chair. "A

                                                          January 4th, 2013 “Engy, you got your coat?” Cam asked, pulling aside her chestnut hair. She walked along the hallway of the brick house and grabbed a red jacket that she quickly pulled over her shoulders. “Zip it.” Engy appeared behind her, smiling good humoredly. “I’ll do it in the car.” “No, do it now.” “In the car.” “Now.” “In the car!” “NOW.” She put her face into a small pout as she zipped it up, then giggled and shoved Engy down the stairs. “Gah!” He pushed his blac

                                       Six Years Earlier "Cameron!" A boy yelled, running quickly after a little girl. She smiled, sweet, childlike laughter coming from her. He breathed heavily as he stopped to take a breath, then continued to run after her. "Give me back my jacket!" Cameron indeed had the grey mottled jacket, the one she knew her brother favored. She slipped into her hideaway, a tiny door that led to her bedroom. She threw down the jacket onto her bed and went back out, tackling down her brother and giggling. "Where'd you put it?" he questioned, ignoring someone only about three feet tall successfully made him fall. "I dunn