Write A Story Together

"A super-hero... no. Never met one. I met a Squeeroper though!" Elaria exclaimed.

"I'm not even gonna ask what that is. A super-hero is someone with special powers that helps people. There's also super-villains. They're evil. Sometimes, they have special powers also."

"Wow, really? That's like... the stone guardians! They help people, and protecting the stones helps people maintain their elemental power!" Elaria began. "It's pretty rare to get a gypsy with magic, but I guess Daime made me that way for a purpose!"

"Yeah, anyway, we have a group of Super-heroes here called the Teen Titans. They help people all the time."

"Really? So they're teenagers? That's so cool!"

"Well, they're kind of teenagers. Some of them are almost twenty."

"Reaaaaaally? Well, they're not as cultured and powerful as me. We could go head to head in a competition to see who's the best," Elaria said, grinning mischievously.

"Pshh," Wes said. "You're kidding, right? Do you even know what they can do? I seirously don't think that you could win. I mean, your powers are awesome, but theirs are better. Anyway, how 'bout we go and watch TV?"

( I just notice that there's something like this over in the writinf forum. Oh well! I think that our versio might be a bit better)

(Yeah, probably.)

"When I was in Ashe, nobody could defeat me," Elaria began, reluctantly. "Although, since I'm a gypsy, nobody recognized me for my power. I was just the weakest link. The loser. And now, by defeating your 'Teen Titans', I'll show you how poweful I am," declared Elaria.

Wes sighs.

"Listen, Elaria. You can't just challenge the Titans. Do you want them to think you're some kind of bad guy? I don't thnk you're "the weakest link" as you put it. You're powers are pretty cool, but really. There's five of them against one of you. You'd get hurt. Like I said before, how 'bout we just go and watch some TV? Please? I wanted to show you the TV."

Elaria stomped her foot indignantly. "How about I take on one of them!" she challenged, not backing down. "Show me your 'TV', then let me challenge on of them!" Her indignant look creased to a frown. "That's it."

"Um, Elaria? A TV is something that you watch. Let's just go watch TV. Please? The Titans are great people, but if someone attacks one of them, they automatically think that you're a bad guy. Besides, if you attacked just one of them, well, you can't. He or she would call the others for help. You'd get hurt. I really don't want that to happen."

"Hmph. I don't like the sound of these titans (they're not cool enough to have a capital), they judge people before even finding out what their business is," Elaria said, not giving up. "If you don't want me to get hurt, give me somewhere to train... I'd be fi-" Elaria was cut off by the sound of an approaching car. "What's that noise?"

"Oh! Dang it! Wes heard the car door slam, and changed his voice to a whisper. "My mom is home early. We're gonna have to sneek back inside. You'll have to change later. She said that she's gonna go shopping yesterday, so you can change then."

"Wha-" Elaria was cut off when Wes grabbed her arm. She screamed (her Hapephobia was acting up). Elaria formed an ice sword in her hand, and used it to ward Wes away.

Wes slapped his hand around Elaria's mouth and grabbed her so that she couldn't moved, and ran inside the house, into his room, and locked the door to his room.

As soon as Elaria was in the room, she gasped for air, dropping the sword which shattered, leaving ice on the floor. She had her hand on her shoulder, which she founf out was seeping blood. she fell to her knees, and fainted, hitting the floor.

"Elaria!" Wes ran over to Elaria's side, and picked her up. He set her in the closet, changed quickly, and went downstairs.

"Hey Mom. What are you doing home?"

"I forgot the shopping list." She quickly grabbed her list, kissed Wes on the cheek goodbye, and left.

Wes grabbed a clean rag, got it wet(the water had turned back on), and ran back upstairs. He went into the closet, grabbed the passed out Elaria, and set her on his bed. He put the rag on her shoulder.

Elaria's eyes fluttered open. She was immediately on alert, glaring at Wes, needles in hand.

Elaria tryed to sit up, but quickly grasped her shoulder, falling back onto the bed, dropping her needles.

"What happened? Did you accidentily hurt yourself with your ice sword? Are you okay?"

"No, genius, I'm not okay! And with your super-powered healing skills, you've made it worse!" Elaria yelled before continuing. "Gypsies can't tolerate other people healing them, it has to be done by one of our kind! Now if you'd excuse me," she said. She started to form a glowing green ball in her hand, and push it into the wound.

"Sor-ry! I was just trying to help! Next time, I'll just leave you outside so my mom can find you and call the police and get you arrested! Jeez."

"Arrested? So I'm taken into slavery?" Elaria questioned, "No! No! I'll do anything! Please! I've already been a slave!"

"Woah, woah. Calm down Elaria!" said Wes, waving his hands in front of him. "It's okay! Don't worry! Listen, as long as you don't try and attack me again, everything will be fine. Alright?" he said to the frightened looking Elaria.