The Genetics Test

*Announcement through intercom*
The Genetics Test is one that has been performed throughout the ages. It is used in our world to find out a persons biological parent/s. The test itself if harmless but the results can be devastating.Today it is being executed on a one Tara Alcott. The two adults in question are Charlie Whales and Jessica Alcott. Both stand on either end of a hallway shaped-room; Tammy will sit in the middle. When ready we will activate the serum that will determine who Tammy's biological mother is, Charlie or Jessica. Tammy, please take a seat on the ground.

I'd heard about The Test before but never had I seen it performed let alone been apart of one. I took my place to the right of Tammy and stood as still as I could; a bunch of things ran through my head. What if she isn't mine? What if, somehow, Jessica managed to alter the results in her favor? I watched Tammy walk into the middle, she had her head held high and gave me a quick smile before facing forwards. She sat down cross legged on the floor; still facing the wall ahead of her.

*Announcement through intercom*
Stand by; activating serum.

It happened so quick. A blue light started to form beside Tammy. It grew and molded into a very realistic little girl. The little girl was about 9 years of age and had curly, neck length red hair; her natural hair color, my natural hair color. Her yellow eyes shone through the black as she glanced at both ends of the room, falling finally on Jessica.

"Mom?" The little girl questioned taking a small step towards her. I held by breathe, hoping and praying that the young Tammy ran to me. I watched Jessica nod and crouch low to the ground. At that, Tammy walked towards her, her arms stretched outwards, ready for a hug. However, just as she was about to her the other women the little girl turned quickly on her heels and faced me. I felt a smile appear on my face as the girl stood at the other end of the room looking puzzled.

"Charlie?" She whispered, luckily loud enough for me to hear it. I responded by sitting on the ground and crossing my legs. I laughed out loud, notnecessarily because of anything funny but out of happiness. I looked back at the young Tammy and held out my arms for a hug, the same as she had been doing only moments ago.

"It's me Tam" I replied. A smile crossed her face and she ran my way. I smiled even bigger at the irritated look on Jessica's face. 

"MOM!" The 9 year old screamed, running right into my arms and I started to stand up never breaking my grip on her. I finally let go and the young Tammy stood by my side with a smile. 

*Announcement over intercom*
Very Good, stand by for round 2. Activating serum

For some reason I wasn't expecting a round 2; I thought it was over. It didn't even click that there were two sides to Tammy, so when the wolf came out, I jumped a little.

Just after the intercom announcement came through a light, similar to the first, appeared next to Tammy. It was larger than the first and took longer to form. But when it did, it was breathtaking. An enormous wolf was now standing next to Tammy; its fur was a brickish sort of red with little bits of blonde shining through. Its giant head quickly turned towards Jessica and a startling sound emerged. I've been watching supernatural creatures like this before but I had never heard a sound as menacing as the sound that it made. It growled with such intensity and anger that it made goosebumps appear on my skin.

I watched as the beast lower itself to the ground as it continued to growl. By the sound it was making and it's stance, I knew it was going to attack. Jessica had a look on her face that I know Tammy would have gotten a kick of if she could see it; absolute horror. I knew I had to do something; as much as I didn't like Jessica, I don't like seeing people get hurt.

"Tammy!" I hissed; at that moment the wolf's head whipped around at me, it's yellow eyes shining so bright with fury. I caught my breathe and recomposed myself. "Stop that growling now!" I ordered; this time the wolf changed. It's eyes didn't loose their brightness but they gained happiness and joy. It got to it's full height and started panting. Then it came at me, not in a bad way! It ran up to me and sat, staring at me. Sitting it was about my height and about as wide. "Good girl" I said and rubbed it's head. I watched as it sat on the my other side.

*Announcement over intercom*
That was exciting wasn't it? That concludes this session. It seems that we have our answer. The mother of the one Tara Alcott is Charlie Whales. Have a good day everyone.

I sighed out of relief and looked to my right and left, almost expecting the little girl and gigantic wolf to still be there. They were gone however and I noticed that Tammy was starting to wake up. I ran over to her and helped her stand up; there was a smile on her face.

"So I guess you weren't lying then." Was all she said before she hugged me. I glanced over at Jessica, who didn't seem please. She must have known that Tammy wasn't hers. Or maybe that's why she was so upset; she must have been so hellbent on convincing Tammy that she was her mother. I managed a weak smile at Jessica, one of which she seemed not to have seen because she just stormed out of the room.

"Sore looser huh?" I asked Tammy. She only nodded and smiled.

"You should have seen her at Monopoly. She's worse than me" Tammy replied with another wide smile.

"Well, let's get you home, my little guard dog." I winced when I felt a fist connect with my shoulder. I looked up to the see Tammy strutting in front of me. She looked back and said, "I'm no one's guard dog!'

A Dream Through Time

I remember falling asleep in the in the 21st Century; in my room, in my bed, asleep.It had been a calm night, no wind or rain or precipitation of any kind. It had been hard to fall asleep though, the silence didn't help. I used to live in a big city so a lot of noise is always much appreciated. The silence, the silence should have been a clue that something was wrong. Even in a small town like this, it's never so quiet that you can hear a pin drop from across town. But there had been no sounds that night; no birds chirping, no sound of the leaves moving in a light breeze, not even anything from my cat; he was always outside at night.

All I remember is falling asleep in the 21st Century, 2014 to be exact. Then all of a sudden I awoke to a loud crash. I jolted upright in my bed and looked around frantically for the source of the noise. My eyes were still foggy from sleep but the shock of my surroundings was enough to fully wake me up. My bed sat in a room. Stone walls surrounded me and light was coming from somewhere behind me. I whipped around to see a huge window; I swear it was as big as a door. The scenery was breath-taking! What looked like a town square sat below the window. People were milling around, laughing and interacting. I watched a young man walk across the square with a small package under his arm. I watched as he approached two very large wooden doors and knocked. It was no time at all before a young women answered and he disappeared inside. 

I'd always wanted to go back to the Middle Ages; when castles where everywhere and anything could lead to an adventurous adventure; causing you to travel across the lands and fight hideous monsters (real or human).

I turned my attention to the rooms door when I heard another loud crash sounding from outside. I slowly climbed out of bed and looked around the room, this time more closely. It was beautiful. Layers of different colored drapes hung from every possible surface. The top of my bed had a canopy of them hanging from the posts. A wardrobe, I noticed, sat in the far left corner of the room. It seemed like it had never been touched. I walked over to it, keeping in mind that someone was right outside the room. Opening its doors I found clothes; men's to be specific. I smiled and then realized that I was still in my 21st Century pajamas. I needed to change.

I quickly pulled on a pair of leggings and one of those white puffy shirts that you always see men wearing in the movies. I've always wanted to wear one! I shoved on a pair of boots and was glad when they fit perfectly. Then came another crash. I was getting a little fed up with it now, it was one thing a couple of times but three loud noises within a few minutes as definitely not okay. I quickly put my hair into a tight ponytail and opened the door. I walked straight into a long hallway. It stretched on for what looked like every in both directions. 

I chose to walk down the right side of the hallway; stopping every now and then to look at some tapestry, sculpture or amour. When I reached the end of the hallway I was met by a door, opening it I discovered a dining room. A hundred people must have been sitting around a massive mahogany table. I cautiously walked into the room but banged into a waiter and winced, waiting for the repercussion. Nothing happened.

I looked around and I noticed the waiter that i'd "bumped" into was serving wine to some women. I glanced down at myself, it looked like I was solid. I decided to test it out. I walked around the room trying to make as much noise as possible but no one turned around, no even flinched, not even a little bit.

It clicked, I was here but not really here. Confusing right? I walked to the head of the table where the King would normally be sitting. I stood next to him and listened to him spout stories of wars and battles and victory. Everything I loved about the Middle Ages; war,and victory.

That's when I woke up in my room. I smiled and closed my eyes again, wishing for my sub-conscious to take me back.

MPGIS Based Story

Dad was upset, I could tell. He had been quiet all during supper and I just knew that he knew about Mom's new job. I understood why she had not told him about it yet; it was working for his father at some advertisement agency and we both knew how much my dad hated his. He looked like he was about to say something so I quickly excused myself from the table and walked into the kitchen, where I could watch the scene about to play out in front of me.

"Who is he?" My father asked. To which my mom looked down and smiled. I think she thought that he was joking but by the look on his face, he was dead serious.

"What? You actually think I'm cheating on you?" She responded with a hint of distrust in her voice. I didn't blame her; my parents' marriage is solid, nothing could break it. I hoped.

"Then why did you lie yesterday? You told me you were going out with Trisha. But when I saw your phone was at home I called her to check up on you. She said you weren't with her." He breathed. I could tell he was getting frustrated and so did my mom. When she moved her hand across the table he whipped his away. "If you weren't with Trisha where were you? Hmm? Where were you?" He asked, speaking louder the second time. 

"I was at work" Saison, my mom, replied calmly. "I was at work" she sighed. Standing up she smiled weakly at me and turned back the Blaine, my father. We were a really weird family. My mom claims that she is from France but everyone knows that she's really from Montreal. My dad on the other hand was far from calm.

"I thought you got fired?" My dad can be a little stupid sometimes so I wouldn't put it past him if my mom had to explain it to him in black and white.

"I got a new job Blaine. I'm working for your father" she said in a whisper. I knew she didn't want to tell him this; we both knew it could be the one thing that could ruin their marriage. 

"My father? Why? Couldn't you have found a different job!" He yelled. He doesn't yell often so when he does, you know he's mad. My mother and I both jumped back a little.

"He offered it and it's good money. I figured it would be, how do you say, fine." There she goes. My mom has a tendency to say "how do you say" and then say the word she needs to say. It's a little frustrating sometimes. 

"I see" Was all my dad said before he walked towards the door and left, leaving my mom and me alone in the house. He came back the next morning and said that he'd thought about it and agreed it was worth it, after all, we needed the money.

Maybe a little confusion

Hey everyone. I changed the layout of the blog just a little bit. You can now find all of the Daughter of Evil chapters to the right side under "Daughter of Evil".

Sorry if there was any confusion.

:)

History Assignment For Immigration In 1900's

September 15th 1910

Manitoba, Canada

Dear Brother,

The trip from Scottland was alright. The boat ride was fairly long but there was a nice breeze. A majority of the people that traveled to Canada were men or women; although I was surprised to see as many children as I did. Some of them were younger than 10, not many years away from my age. On the many days travel to Canada, I made a few friends amoung the travellers. One of them said I could come to live and work that their farm. As you know Brother, I've always wanted to live in the country. Working on a farm is going to a lot of work but I'm ready to live on my own, as you know very well. 

When I got off the boat I went with his family to collect our bags and catch the next train across the country. I remember asking him where their land was, he said it was in Manitoba. I couldn't wait to see the extensive land that I would have to till. When we got on the train, his family let us sit separately from them. I noticed that his older brother had winked at him, I had giggled. His brother, younger sister and parents had taken the two seats next to us and the two behind us. I have to say Brother, he is quite handsome for a younger boy. I'm confidant in saying that his accent gives him away. I'm positive he's Russian. I'm sure you're not very happy to be reading this. I know how much you don't like Russians. 

The train was okay. There were a lot of bumps and the train car kept making very unsettling noises, but the company was good. We talked about life on a farm. I learned he had spent most of his life on a farm. His parents had bought one back in Russia just before he was born. He told me that in selling the farm, they made a little bit of extra money, but unfortunately, not a lot. We had opened the window so a breeze could flow throw the train car. It was quite a muggy day so the breeze had been a relief for many of the other people travelling by train. 

When we reached the stop in Manitoba I was shocked by the state of the land and realized it was going to be a lot more work than anyone of us had realized. When we got the information for the land, we found out we had to build our own house. Not having a house for the first few weeks was defiantly hard. The days were windy and muggy. The nights were  even worse; freezing and wind storms almost every night. Within the first month we had made a relatively nice house. It was warm and could hold all of us, and plus it managed to keep the rain and wind out rather nicely.

Other than the weather and the unfortunate beginning, everything has gone almost without a hitch. The weather has managed to stay stable at a reasonably warm temperature and the winds have died down to a small breeze. Every morning I have to wake up a little before dawn and start work, breaking at noon to eat lunch. Nights are very early. The sun has almost gone beyond the horizon when we are about to sleep.

All together the trip was bearable. Meeting the wonderfully nice family from Russia and the handsome young boy. In my next letter, I might tell you his name. Please write soon, I miss everyone at home. Hope you are all doing alright. Wish dad good luck at work for me and wish mom good luck with her health, I know it's not been so good lately.

Love,

Amelia 

The Pond

I sat on the edge. Looking out over the never-ending pond. The sand that rimmed the water was soft and crumbly. When you stepped on it, your foot sunk gratefully into the warm smooth sand. It's the perfect getaway; peaceful, silent, serene. The sky is never dark, always sunny, always bright. Clouds hang in the air along with a slight mistiness. The pond is the best part. Astoundingly clear water that laps soothingly upon the sand. The sound of the small waves is guaranteed to put you to sleep. And it seems to stretch forever, never stopping, never wavering; always continuing.

Standing, I breathe in the clean air. It's the cleanest it'll ever been and has ever been. Smiling at the water, I take off my shoes and strip down to my underwear. As I wade into the cool, clear water I close my eyes, breathe in one last time, and dive into the water; opening my eyes only when I know water surrounds me. I'm always amazed at the sights I see. Coral reefs, exotic fish, only me and the wild; just how I like it, and just how it's been for many years.

I breech the surface of the water and look around; I'm not very far from the shore. Looking at the sky I see storm clouds approaching from the West. Sighing I swim back to my clothes and run to get back home. It hasn't raining in a little over a month so this was defiantly a blessing. Slowing down as I reached the edge of the forest, I lay my clothes on a branch and tried to get the remaining water out of my annoyingly long hair. Checking the sky again, I saw that the clouds where almost over head.

Cursing, I ran as fast as I could. I live with my brother in a tree. I think they used to call it a tree house, but i'm not sure. After the big storm happened years ago, the last remaining humans broke apart all over the world. I guess we've slowly forgotten the old language. Arriving at the tree, I whistled and saw my older brother poke his head out of the window. Smiling, I watched him lower the ladder we use to get to and from the house.

It's a fairly large house. Two floors in size, it can only hold two people; me and my brother. The second floor is designated specifically for sleeping, that's where our beds are. The first floor has a fire pit, where we cook all the food, and a make-shift couch. Over the years we have managed to scavenge things from the towns nearby; books, paintings, glasses, bowls, eating utensils; which we are very thankful for. Climbing into the "living room" I hugged him and climbed upstairs to get some dry clothes.

"It's about to rain!" He said cheerfully. Coming back down the ladder, I smiled and dropped onto the couch.

"I know, it's going to be wonderful. What are we having to eat?" I asked leaning forward. Walking to the fire, he hauled up a rabbit. He knows I love rabbit is I ran over and hugged him again. "Well, let's get cooking!" I screamed happily, just in time too, for the water droplets started to fall. The sounds of thunder and the strange yellow light of lightening carried all throughout the night as me and my brother slept.

The world "ending" was what everyone used to call it. I don't know what they were thinking because it's the best thing that could have happened.

New Stories

I'm posting two new stories in a minute. They're part of a writing assignment I have to do for class; thought you guys would enjoy them.

Oblivion is not even closed to finished yet but read it and let me know what you think :)