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Note: I do not own, in any way, The "Den of Shadows" series by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes.by =termfmna
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As months past by, we trained Alyssa harder and harder after school. She could now control her emotions to a high degree, but the problem was is that she was reaching her 'glass ceiling'.
She was starting to get frustrated by the constant heat and pressure we put her under.
Eligio, on the other hand, made me swear to never reveal that I knew how to train a Triste. The process, as I witnessed it, was very delicate to handle. He would take chemicals and mix them together, to give the girl stability. He wo


Chapter 10 TimeNote: I do not own, in any way, The "Den of Shadows" series by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes.Chapter 10 Time
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As months past by, we trained Alyssa harder and harder after school. She could now control her emotions to a high degree, but the problem was is that she was reaching her 'glass ceiling'.
She was starting to get frustrated by the constant heat and pressure we put her under.
Eligio, on the other hand, made me swear to never reveal that I knew how to train a Triste. The process, as I witnessed it, was very delicate to handle. He would take chemicals and mix them together, to give the girl stability. He wo


Chapter 9.. wtf was that?Note: I do not own, in any way, The "Den of Shadows" series by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes.Chapter 9.. wtf was that?
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I woke with a sudden start. I felt a human presence in the house again. One thought came to my mind. 'Alyssa.'
When I got up, and changed clothes, I went down to see Lyssi sitting at my table with a bowl of cereal. Merlin, the little prick, was sitting in her lap.
"Hey there sleepy head," Lyssi said.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I was thinking a lot last night, and, well, I want to try out this Triste thingy." she gave me a cool stare. I could see her excitement underne


Chapter 8 Magic?Note: I do not own, in anyway, the "Den of Shadows" series by Amelia Atwater-RhodesChapter 8 Magic?
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"HIII!" said a very enthusiastic Lily. "Wow, both of you walking to school together. I wonder what's going on." she said, as we were walking up to the meeting spot under the tree.
"Nothing Lily," said a very tired Lyssi. She had to be teleported twice that morning, and she wasn't feeling good. Once to get her stuff from home, and then again to get to school.
"Lyssi ran into a little trouble on the way here," I started, "so I helped her out a little."
Craig just nodded. He didn't seem very tal


Chapter 7 One Hell of a FightNote: I do not own, in anyway, the "Den of Shadows" series by Amelia Atwater-RhodesChapter 7 One Hell of a Fight
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"Time is a conception of the beholder." I once heard my immortal father once say.
Never before has that been truer then this instant.
I looked around where I was. I was in the New Mayhem city bar. The 4 know-it-all vampires had just jumped at us, and I had activated my successor line's ability.
The world around me seems to have grown darker.
The colors have left my world.
I see no movement whatsoever.
I look up in front of me, and sitting still in the ai


Chapter 6Note: I do not own, in anyway, the "Den of Shadows" series by Amelia Atwater-RhodesChapter 6
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I arrive at school at the normal time. The gang were all waiting for me at the usual spot beneath the tree.
The sun was high in the air, and the air smelled nice with a hint of pollution. This far away from big cities, and I could still smell 'em.
Craig saw me first and waved at me. As I walked up to them, Merlin came out of his veil on Lyssi's lap. Hey, he has magic too you know.
Lyssi automatically jumped in her sitting position, but she didn't get up.
"You scared me Merlin,"


Chapter 5 The UncoveringNote: I do not, in any way, own any of the Amelia Atwater-Rhodes series.Chapter 5 The Uncovering
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I stared at our friend in close detail. His eyes turned color, from blue to steel. No wait, that's not a steel color. His eyes glow from the pupils.
Silver Eyes.
I ask Lily if I'm seeing anything, and she asks in return, "You see the Silver Eyes, too, Craig?"
"Yea," I answer. Gin, somehow, looked older. Wiser. He looked, how do you say it, not arrogant, but somehow full of pride.
Alyssa was in a slight shock, but recovered and asked, "What are you?"
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I stared b


Chapter 4Note: I do not, in any way, own any of Amelia Atwater-Rhodes' characters.Chapter 4
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The strange man raised his hand to me. He didn't do anything else, but I dropped to my knees gasping for breath. I kept looking at him in the eye. His eye was slightly off color from what I was used to. At first I couldn't identify the color, but then I realized that it was the color of clean steel. His eye widened and I could see clearly that the light wasn't coming from the moon, but the eye itself.
"Stand up," he said, and for some reason I couldn't disobey him. I couldn't look away from his eye. I tried to take in as much


Chapter 3Note to people about to read this: I tried present tense for the last two chapters. It sounded too choppy to me so I'm gonna do past/present tense, with which I'm more familiar than this. (note: this means I'll switch back and forth between tenses as I deem necessary. This may confuse some of you grammar addicts, but I like it this way)Chapter 3
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Chapter 3
"Ray, can I ask you to move the hey?" said a lady in brown robes. I was sitting under a tree, and she was looking down at me. She always had a lovely smile. Her family owned the farm, and I got to live on it as long as I didn't make a mess. &nbs


Chapter 2Note to people about to read this story: I used Amelia Atwater-Rhodes' world for this story's setting, but I will change it here and there to my liking. I just wanted people to know this before hand, so they wont say I stole it somehow from some weird source.Chapter 2
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There are 2 kinds of witches that I know of. The hunters and the healers.
The healers, I don't know much about, except that they are docile and will do anything to save a human's life from my kind.
And right now, I wish that a healer was standing in front of me than this hunter.
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The Silver Eye Chapter One She looked up at me in horror as I moved towards her. I grabbed her throat with one hand and slammed the girl to the ground. She was instantly killed by my action. Seeing that she no longer had life in her eyes, I look at what was my village once upon a time, now a tarnished, burned wasteland was in its place. When I changed to what I currently am, I no longer wished to have a connection to the world I once was in. My name is now Gin, I have destroyed the innocent name of the man in my past.The Silver Eye Chapter One
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Several years later: modern day New York State, the country side. 2008 June 19 &n
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Nobody knew that Shakespeare wrote an earlier work about the infancy and boyhood of Hamlet.
It was called Piglet.
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