SWEET. here. now...
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Thread Topic: SWEET. here. now...
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(Yeah, I'm pretty sure)
"How do you know? Maybe it's mother nature?" Amy said shrugging -
"Probably not...." he held up one finger, signaling for her to be quiet.
A kid.....no. Chase, when he was 3. PLaying in the snow with his dad. He was laughing...and his dad picked him up and hugged him just as sarin appeared infront of the 2. "Hm....cute boy, isn't he?" sarin asked. "Yes, what about it?" Chase's dad asked. Sarin shook his head. "Oh.....nothing....It's just...he's 12 now. You know what that means...." -
Amy did as she was told confused but waited.
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"No....no." his dad whispered, holding chase tightly. "You can't." he said. Chase looked up at his dad, confused. "Dad....what's going on?" he asked in a worried voice. "It's time." his dad whispered. "No, but it's.....snowing. We can't...." chase couldn't finish his sentence. He looked into Lord sain's eyes and knew. Ice. Not fire.....he was.....special. The only boy in the sarin clan to be branded with ice and snow. Why hadn't he known this before? His eyes were icy blue, the only icy blue eyes in the clan. it was only logical.
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Amy waited in silence patiently waiting.
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Chase gulped and looked up at Lord Sarin, nodding. He took the boys hand. The next thing chase knew, he was in the courtyard of sarin's castle, sitting in a large chalice thing....in the shape of his clan's symbol. Sarin took a piece of ice from the ground, shaped in the clan symbol. He put it chase's bare chest and.....
Chase opened his eyes and screamed, clutching his chest where the clan symbol was. He felt a sharp stinging, icy cold pain. The same pain he had felt 7 years ago. Exactly....7 years ago. But why didn't this happen every year? Why just at 7? -
Amy waited for Chase to say anything a word but she got irritated and just got up and slammed the door of the restroom.
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He sighed, and then the pain stopped. 7.....what was so special about 7? "7."
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Amy turned on the water in the sink and splashed her face with water. Refreshing, the water seeped into her pores making her cool down a bit.
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"Hm.....god. No," 7. That was the years someone had to be branded before they could become leader.
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Amy grabbed the towel and wiped her face dry and took a deep breath.
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