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Beginning Arc

Set of Normalcy

Chapter 3:  It's Me


Luna strolled through the streets of Canterlot, ignoring everybody's gazes.  She guessed it was only natural, though, seeing as that Luna rarely traveled in broad daylight.  She preferred the cool, damp air of the night over the harsh, dry light of the sun.  There was just something about the reflection of her sister's light that was so calming, truly an element of its own.

Trotting hoofsteps from behind made Luna turn around.  Twilight, looking quite happy again, was walking towards her, Flash Sentry a few feet behind.

"Good afternoon, Luna."  Twilight said.  Her amethyst eyes sparkled with a fierce sort of passion and curiosity.  Clearly out of the castle to look for something.  "What are you doing out today?  Off to the market, I'm guessing?"

"Oh, no, I was just walking."  Luna replied.  Twilight headed off somewhere, and she followed, keeping up with her pace.  "Sometimes I do that when I need to clear my head.  By the way, why is Flash Sentry accompanying you?"

"Oh, that."  Twilight said, walking a little faster.  "Princess Celestia appointed him as my Champion, so he's my personal bodyguard, I guess."

"She feels as if you need extra protection?"  Luna asked, grateful for the fact that Twilight was oblivious to the fact that a Champion was also a royal member's personal assassin.

"Yes, though I know the feeling.  She just wants me to be safe, after all."  Twilight said.  She nodded her head in greeting to a few passing ponies.  "After what's happened today, I almost didn't want to get out of the castle, but there was just something strange in the aura around everypony, I just needed to back off.  So, I went to the library where I found this great potion for Spike I wanted to try out.  It's a good dreams potion, I believe.  He's been apparently waking up a lot in the middle of the night because of bad dreams.  He says that I keep waking him up, but I don't remember anything like that."

"Really?"  Luna asked.  They were in the middle of the marketplace now, which was almost empty.  Twilight probably had known this, as well, which was most likely why it was the first place she wanted to go to.

"Yes.  But, lately, it's been happening more and more often."  Twilight said.  She stopped by a nearby stall.  "Three sprigs of lavender and two bunches of rosemary, please."  She pulled out a small purse, most likely a gift from Rarity, due to the way it shown and gleamed in the light.  As Twilight started counting how many bits she needed to pay for, the owner of the herb stall stopped her.

"Oh, Your Majesty, you don't need to pay."  She said.  "It's quite fine."  She was an older mare, her mane thin and graying.

"Oh, no, I insist."  Twilight replied, putting the money down on the counter and grabbing the herbs, putting them into a small bag.  She sighed loudly as she walked away, head held low in exasperation.  "It happens every single time.  Everypony wants to either give me a discount or give something away I should really pay for, with no charge.  I don't even wear my crown when I go to the marketplace and this still happens..."  She opened her bag, showing Luna the crown, tucked in neatly with a pad of paper, a quill, and a small book.  She took out the pad of paper and quill, checking off two items on her list.  "I'm glad I don't have to go through that to get wolfsbane.  I actually need to go the Everfree Forest for that, since nopony wants to grow it, for some reason."  She jumped into the air and began flying, when she realized that Luna was still on the ground, Flash Sentry looking up at her.

"So, is there anything else going on?"  Luna asked as Twilight landed a few feet away.  "With whatever's happening to you?"

"Well, it feels like I'm out of my body whenever it happens."  Twilight said.  "Except I can't see or hear anything.  It's almost as if I just...passed out, all of a sudden.  It's strange, because I couldn't find anything in any of the books on medical problems in the library."

"Yes, that is rather strange."  Luna replied.

There was a strange pause between with the three of them.

"Do you not want to go yet?"  Twilight asked, walking over.  "I mean, if you have to do anything...either of you...I can wait to get the wolfsbane."

"No, it's nothing like that."  Luna said.  "Why don't we just take the train instead?  You staggered a little before landing.  Are you feeling alright?"

"I...I thought I saw something."  Twilight muttered.  "Something written underneath the water in the fountain."

"What did you see?"  Flash Sentry spoke up.

"'It's me.'  I saw the words 'it's me' written in the fountain."  Twilight answered, shaking a little.  She jerked her head up as static filled her vision.  Somebody stood in front of her.  No, it was more like a limp slump more than anything.  They had a dull golden coat, and their eyes were hidden from view by their sloppy, dirty mane.  From what Twilight could see, there was no discernible Cutie Mark.  A faint outline was on their flank, their left back leg bent outwards rather awkwardly, but it might've also been an old scar, as the pony seemed to have several.  What looked like to be part of a broken off horn poked through the dingy mess of a mane.

The two stared at each other, until Luna walked over to Twilight and brushed her mane back slightly.  The movement made Twilight look up, her eyes wide and shaking with fright.

"You were staring off into space."  Luna explained.

" didn't see it...?"  Twilight asked.  "There was a strange pony there a second ago...not moving, or anything..."

"Are you sure you're feeling alright, Your Highness?"  Flash Sentry asked.  "Perhaps you should just go back to the castle.  We'll have someone else get the wolfsbane for you."

"I'll get it."  Luna said.  "Twilight, perhaps it'd be better for you to return to the castle for now.  You seem...distant and unfocused.  You should get some rest and forget what happened earlier this morning."

Twilight nodded, and Luna flew off, leaving her and Flash Sentry alone.  They walked through the still silent streets, the sky growing darker from rain clouds.

"You know you don't have to follow me all the way back."  Twilight said.  They stopped by the fountain to rest for a while.  She gazed into the water, focusing on the movement of it spiraling down into the pool.

"Well, Princess Celestia's orders were to keep a close eye on you and guard you in whichever ways possible."  Flash Sentry replied.  He scanned the area, which was deserted.  The clouds in the sky were getting darker every few minutes, and soon, rain fell softly.

"Well, what if I wanted to just be alone?"  Twilight asked.  "In order to keep you safe from harm...from myself..."

"You think you're a danger?"  Flash Sentry asked.  Twilight nodded.  "To just others, or to yourself, as well?"  She didn't respond.  "Well, which one is it?"

"Why are you talking to me like this?"  She asked.  Her mane, now glistening from the now pouring down rain, covered her eyes from view.  "We've never talked.  Ever.  Why are you so talkative now?"

"I just want to get to know the pony I'm protecting."  Flash replied.  "Is that so wrong to do?"

Twilight looked up, her mane still covering her eyes.  "Perhaps.  If you knew the real me, you would be too afraid to even look at me.  I'm a monster, Flash.  A horrible monster...a murderer.  I wonder...will she haunt me?  The pony I killed?  Is she the one I'm always seeing in the static of my vision, always saying 'it's me'?  Will she always watch me like this?  I wonder..."  She paused for a moment, thinking.  "But, still, it seems...hazy.  Like a dream.  I'm not sure if I really did it myself.  It seems that my other side has struck again, with the real me, this me, trapped as a witness."  She turned to face her Champion.  "I have a voice inside my head, you know.  Not a voice that's my thoughts, but an actual voice.  We talk a lot, especially at night, when I'm watching the moon in the sky.  This morning, I was screaming at that voice to stop, to make everything go away, to save her, but the only thing the voice said was 'you can't.'  'Save her,' I called out.  'You can't.'  The voice replied.  Funny how that works, doesn't it?  Whenever it seems you do everything wrong, something right comes out of it, and when you do everything right, something wrong comes out of it in the end."

Flash started to walk back to the castle.

"I thought you were supposed to protect me and keep me safe."  Twilgiht called out to him.  He stopped.  "What are you doing just walking away?"

Flash turned around and saw that she was using her magic to create a shield from the rain, her eyes solemn.  " you remember what you just said?  About me knowing the real you?"

"What are you talking about?"  Twilight asked.  She lowered her shield and walked over, letting the rain fall on her.  "I never said anything like that."

Luna walked through the Everfree Forest, looking around.  The mud made it hard to walk around, and the rain was coming down in a thick curtain, mist curling around the trees ominously.  She wore a thin brown cloak she had gotten before leaving for Ponyville, which blew about her in the wind, the hood staying on.  She arrived to a large grove of wolfsbane, where she saw someone standing in the distance.

"Hello, there, Luna, last I saw you, you were quite weak."  They said, walking over to her.  "Now you are stronger, so you walk in, and for what do you seek?"

"Hello, Zecora."  Luna greeted, bowing her head to the zebra.  "I could ask you the same thing.  I need wolfsbane for Twilight.  She's trying out a potion for her friend Spike."

"Ah, yes, I have not seen Twilight in quite a while."  Zecora replied, walking with Luna.  "How does she fair, since her latest trial?"

"She's doing...alright, I suppose."  Luna said, gathering some wolfsbane and putting it into her bag.  "I'm troubled by how she's doing, to be honest.  She seems to be suffering from strange hallucinations, and goes from one personality to another."

"That doesn't sound familiar to you?"  Zecora asked.  They walked back to her cottage.  "Don't you think she's going through the same thing you went through?"

"Twilight's not being corrupted."  Luna said shortly.  "She can't be.  It's impossible for her to be at this point.  If she was, then we'd be seeing the signs earlier, rather than all of them appearing instantaneously.  It's something else."  She said farewell to Zecora, and walked back through to Ponyville.  "Could it be possible...that it's spreading again...?"

She walked around the school statue for what seemed the hundredth time.  Nothing out of the ordinary.  Finally giving up, she left, leaving the other girl watching her on top of the statue alone.  It was raining, moderately hard.  The girl pulled her drawstring on her sweater a little tighter.  It was unusually cold that night, and she had just had to be out there to watch the other girl with her crazy observations.  She just wasn't sure what attracted her to the school, and the stupid statue.  There was nothing of interest at all.

A woman stepped out of the statue, wearing a thin brown cloak around her shoulders.  Her long, midnight blue hair blew softly in the wind.  She collapsed onto the ground, muttering what sounded like 'it's me' over and over again.  She looked up to the sky, her eyes vacant and dim.  The girl walked around the statue.

"Hey, are you alright?"  She asked.  The woman turned around and stood up, startled.  "Sorry.  I'm not gonna hurt you, okay?"

"No, it's just that...I needed to clear my head for a bit."  She replied.  "I just...need some time alone...and maybe it'll go away..."

"You idiot."  The girl muttered.  "That only makes it worse.  Here, try this."  She threw a small bottle to the woman, which she caught.  "My sister's got the exact same thing as you.  That stuff works miracles on her."

"How do you know that?"  The woman asked.

"It's in your scent."  The girl answered.  She turned away, then added, "Speaking of which, you'd better get out of here before anybody from your dimension's gone."

"How...?"  She asked again.  "How do you know...?"

"Your scent is just a little different from the Luna here."  The girl said, then jumped off the statue and walked off into the night without another word.  The woman walked through the statue again, putting the bottle in her bag.

She would need it for Twilight.
Project Dawnstars- Arc 1, Set 1, Chapter 3
I regret nothing when writing this chapter.

Guess what my favorite game is at the moment?  Heh...

I'm hoping this chapter is longer than the last one, because that one was so short, I'm sorry, but I just couldn't think of anything else to it.  So, I'm hoping that this one is a little longer to make up for that.

My Little Pony:  Friendship is Magic, related characters (c) Lauren Faust, Discovery Kids/The Hub, DHX

Story, related characters (c) Me

Chapter 3


March 18, 10:20 a.m.
District Court- Courtroom #4

Pearl and Phoenix walked into the courtroom in silence.  Edgeworth gave a small nod in greeting, then looked away slightly, as if ashamed for acknowledging them.  The audience, which was usually quite chatty, was deathly silent, which felt odd to Pearl.  It was if the silence was slowly, painlessly suffocating her, taking the air out of her lungs and not letting her get any back in return.

The two of them stood behind the defense bench when the judge finally spoke.  "Mr. Wright, I expect you to be more punctual in the future.  Mr. Edgeworth did tell me that you were running a little behind, but I was not expecting twenty minutes.  For your excessive tardiness--oh, is Maya Fey not with you today?"

"That's right.  Something happened to her and we took her to the hospital.  I'm sure she'll be fine soon, though."  Phoenix replied.  I'm kind of worried about the judge's suddenly short attention span, but hey, it saved me from a penalty!  Win some, lose some, I guess...

"Yes, I hope she will be.  Now, erm, what exactly was I going to say...?"  The judge asked, crinkling his brow.

"I believe, Your Honour, that you were about to give them a penalty for excessive tardiness."  A young woman standing next to Edgeworth said, smirking.  Her voice had a strange gravelly sound to it that made it strangely pleasing to listen to.  All Phoenix could think of to describe it was liltingly melodic, with a hint of brashness.  Overall, it was quite a handsome voice, but fit the certain boyish charm she had, even though she had a pretty girlish appearance.  Pearl stared at her interest.  Her voice sounds so familiar...

She flipped her long jet black hair, most of which was a slightly messy high ponytail, back and out of her face, and fidgeted with her brown gloves, her olive green eyes shining with mischief.  The golden key in her hair moved slightly, and Pearl gasped.  The girl looked over at Pearl and appeared to be taken aback.

"Ah, yes, that's right.  Thank you.  Mr. Wright, you do deserve a penalty, after all.  Please be here on time whenever possible."  The judge replied, slamming his gavel.

"You have got to be kidding me..."  The girl muttered.  Her sassy nature had disappeared completely, replaced with disbelief.  Pearl had a similar expression on her face.

"No way..."  Pearl whispered.  "Keyblade?"

"Xionn?"  The girl asked.

"You two know each other?"  Phoenix asked.  I've never seen that girl in my life, and she isn't wearing the robes from Kurain...  So, how does Pearl know who she is?

"N-no, um,  never seen her before, whoever she is.  M-mii~..."  Pearl said nervously.  Keyblade, if you say anything wrong right now, you're in for a world of pain later.

"The name's Kay Faraday."  Kay said, smiling.  "I'm Mr. Egdeworth's assistant."  Xionn, you say one thing wrong and I swear I'll hurt you.

"Well, now that introductions have been made, let's move onto the trial, shall we?"  The judge asked.  "Mr. Wright, I do hope you're ready."

"Yes, Your Honor."  Phoenix replied.

"I'll give the opening statement, then."  Edgeworth said matter-of-factly.  "We're continuing the trial from yesterday, of..."

Pearl zoned out, not sure if she should pay attention or not.  her mind was all over the place, from her vision to Maya, then Keyblade--Kay, she reminded herself--being in the courtroom, which she hadn't been expecting at all.

Yo, Pearl.  Kay said telepathically.  Is everything okay?  I may not seem to be, but I'm really worried about what's been going on.  Especially with you.

I'm fine, Kay.  
Pearl replied.  I can handle this on my own.

No, you can't.  
Kay said.  You're just a little kid.  How old are you, anyway?  Physically, at least.

Pearl responded.  I'll be nine soon, though.

You really
are just a little kid, then...  Kay mused.  How'd you wind up like this?

I walk a different path from everyone else.  
Pearl said darkly.  How exactly I got like this is no concern to you, though.

Kay turned away slightly.  You're quite uncooperative.

This so far has been my life.  
Pearl suddenly said.

Kay looked back at her.  What...?  What...could you mean?

Pearl scanned the courtroom.  Just as she thought, there was no unfamiliar face there, besides Kay.  The same days, repeating over and over again...  Not a glimmer of light appears within me anymore.  At this point, it might just be easier to give this all up.

Kay straightened her key, then tapped the edge of the teeth.  Time stopped, and everything became shrouded in dark mist.

"Look, I don't know what the heck you're going through right now, but giving up is already out the option."  Kay said.

"Nobody knows what I'm going through."  Pearl replied.  "But, I think it's better that way.  If nobody knows how much sorrow and darkness is in my heart, then maybe...that will give me the strength I need to keep going."  She nodded.  "Yeah.  If I can still keep up the cute and innocent act for just a little longer, then nobody will ask questions.  The fewer questions asked, the more my heart stays towards the light."

"You're already slipping on that act."  Kay said.  "Look, why don't you tell me what's going on?"  Pearl shook her head.  "You don't want to, or you can't?"  Pearl didn't respond.  "Okay, let me guess.  Does it have something to do with your friend with the Death Seed?"

"...She's my cousin, you know."  Pearl said softly.  "That's why our auras look so similar."

"Oh, I see."  Kay replied.  "You're worried about her because of everything that's been going on and such.  I'm sure she'll be fine though.  She seems like such a robust girl.  She's going to be okay.  I just know it."

"Okay, then."  Pearl said absentmindedly.  She turned away from Kay.  "If that's what you think, then..."  She looked up to the sky, then tapped her magatama.  Time resumed, and Kay was left standing beside Edgeworth with a worried expression on her face.

Pearl smirked, then whispered something to Phoenix.  He looked startled for a moment, then she pointed something out between two things in the court record.  He nodded, then objected, uncovering something that Edgeworth hadn't thought about.

Kay glared at Pearl.  There was just something strange about her, but she couldn't put her finger on it...

March 18, 3:37 p.m.
District Court- Courtroom Lobby #3

"I can't believe we got out so early, Mr. Nick."  Pearl said.  "Usually your trials are much longer than that."

"Well, I'm glad.  Besides, we got another day for investigating."  Phoenix replied, stretching.  "Hey, I'm going to the bathroom, then we'll head over to the crime scene, okay?"

"Okay!"  Pearl said happily.  Phoenix smiled softly, patted her head, then walked off.  She sat down on the sofa when the group of teenagers walked by.

"No way!"  One of them said.  "C'mon, dude, that's impossible."

"No, it's true."  Another said.  "I saw it with my own eyes!  The ghost of courtroom number four.  Hey, Shane, you were there.  Back me up here."

A third teenager, most likely Shane, spoke up.  "I told you, Dawson, it was an illusion!  You were probably just seeing things."

"Yeah, in the middle of an empty courtroom?  As if."  Dawson said haughtily.

"Hey, Dawson, right?"  Pearl asked, getting off the couch.  "Tell me more about this ghost you saw."

"What the...?"  Shane asked.  "Hey, Dawson, you know this kid?"

"Never seen her in my life."  Dawson said.  "Unless, of course, she's one of Amy's million friends who I can never get straight.  Hey, you know what?  She's wearing the same clothes that ghost chick was wearing."

"What, so we're talking to a ghost now or something?"  One of the two girls asked.

"No, the ghost was older."  Dawson answered.

"Did she have long black hair?"  Pearl asked.  "And scratch marks on her neck?"

"Yeah, why?"  Dawson said.  "Do you know who she was?"

Pearl turned on her heel and walked away.  "Her identity is of no importance to you.  I only needed to confirm it myself."

"Man, kids these days are so freaky."  The other girl with them said.  "I mean, they say the weirdest things.  They just don't make any sense, y'know?"

Phoenix walked out of the bathroom just as the teenagers walked around a corner, into a different courtroom.

"Well, we should probably get going right about now."  Phoenix said to Pearl.  "I'll call a cab."  Pearl nodded, and Phoenix started to walk off again, then noticed that she wasn't following.  "Pearls, aren't you coming?  It shouldn't take too long, after all..."

Pearl looked startled, then nodded again.  "Coming, Mr. Nick."  She ran over to him, clutching his arm with both of her hands.  "I'm sorry for being so spacey today, Mr. Nick.  I guess I'm just thinking a little too much about Mystic Maya's doing.  Do you think we could visit her again soon?"

"Sure."  Phoenix said.  "I don't see why not."

The two of them walked down the steps, Pearl lessening her grip on Phoenix's arm a little.  If anybody had walked past, looked up at them, and didn't know Phoenix, they would've assumed that Pearl was just his nervous daughter and they had just finished seeing a trial.

Pearl looked up and saw the sky had darkened since the trial, and clouds had moved in, threatening to send down rain any minute.  She shivered a little and walked a little faster, stopping when they reached the bottom of the steps.

Phoenix tracked down a nearby taxi, handed a piece of paper to the taxi driver, and got in with Pearl.  They were driven through a while around the area, then were in a different area altogether.  This part of town was practically deserted, with long rows of gray houses along old cobblestone streets.  The sky finally opened and rain came pouring down.  The driver turned on the windshield wipers, Pearl being glad for the sound in the deathly silent cab.

"This clearly isn't the way home."  Pearl finally said, breaking the silence between the three of them.  "So, where are we headed, Mr. Nick?"

"You'll see in a few minutes, Pearls."  Phoenix replied, looking straight ahead.  "And when you do, you might piece together what we're doing."

Pearl didn't respond, and looked out the window in silence at the rain fall down around them, listening to the sound of windshield wipers go back and forth eerily.

March 18, 4:03 p.m.
Kat's Cake and Coffee- front entrance

Pearl tilted her head at the old sign hanging on the awning.  "Such a weird name."  She said.  "Why not just call it a café?"

Phoenix patted her head softly.  "Well, this place is quite old, but special.  We're sure not to have any ears spying on us here."

"Ears...?"  Pearl asked, but she was quickly ushered into the small café, where she was met with Edgeworth and Kay.  The prosecutor was sitting down at a nearby table, a small cup of green tea in his hands, and the teenager was standing against a wall, munching on a pink macaroon, a small bag of them in her hands.

Phoenix sat down across from Edgeworth, and Kay joined them, sitting in between them.  Pearl looked around cautiously.  Nobody else was in the café, and the owner and cashier were nowhere in sight.  By the scuff marks in the floor, the peeling wallpaper, and the faded curtains hanging in the window, this place hadn't been touched for quite a while.

"So, this is what you meant by ears..."  Pearl muttered softly.  "What's this about...?"

Phoenix folded his hands on the table and motioned for Pearl to sit down.  "Tell us everything you know, Pearl.  About Maya and her future."

The Courtroom Phantom- Chapter 3
Oh, look what I decided to update...finally.

This chapter had been halfway finished since forever.  I'm so glad I got to this chapter, too, because I love Kay's involvement with all of this.  Not to mention the fact that we're finally getting into explanations.  I can't wait!

Phoenix Wright:  Ace Attorney, related characters (c) Capcom and Nintendo

Story, related characters (c) Me

Chapter 3:  The Story


The Songbird sat down at the table in the kitchen nook of the Garcia-Shapiro house, the others following.  She sighed, then began her explanation.

"I do not have a name."  She said.  "Even if I was created with one, I am not sure of it.  As I know, I am nameless due to the fact that my entire existence lies in the shadows.  They do, however, call me the Songbird.  I am the most powerful Storyteller to exist in these worlds."

"What exactly is a Storyteller?"  Emily asked.  She looked over towards the couch in the living room, where Isabella was, unconscious.  After Vince, Misti, and Vivian calmed her down, she had passed out.

"A Storyteller is somebody similar to I guess what you call The Fates."  The Songbird explained.  "We spin tales of the different worlds that exist within each universe.  Each Story we write with our magic unfolds before our very eyes, and with our additional powers, we can create great tales of adventure, or horrible webs of destruction.  Whatever we desire and write on our paper becomes what you call reality."

"So, are somebody who doesn't exactly exist, then?"  Phineas asked.  "I mean, with what you're describing, it almost sounds like that you transcend human life, that you're somebody who lives in a different plane from us."

"Yes, when you put it that way, it does sound like us Storytellers."  The Songbird said.  Vivian placed in front of everyone tea cups and saucers.  "But, in truth, we are all human.  There is no Storyteller that lives as a mere concept in the eyes of humans, although we are just myths ourselves in our ways of being an actual thing.  However, our existence is indeed human.  We just happen to have powers that transcend human capabilities."

"And their powers?"  Vince questioned.  Vivian started pouring black tea into the tea cups, scents of fragrant herbs and spices coming from it.  "I'm supposing you know where they came from?"  The Songbird simply nodded.

"So, what was the Elements Project?"  Emily asked, taking some sugar and pouring it into her tea and stirring it around with a spoon.  "Why were so many of our parents involved in it?"

"The Elements Project was an experiment to try to create the perfect human being."  Vivian explained, sitting down.  "We needed a set of genes that were completely random, so when I, Linda, Victoriaa, and Rebecca got pregnant, we decided to use you in it.  Misti was also supposed to contribute, but she miscarriaged.  However, the project lasted for five long years, and with excellent results.  We managed to merge certain elements with the power of your hearts, linking them to sustain extremities any normal human would've died from in mere hours."

"However, the powers themselves were accidents."  Misti said.  She took a small sip of her tea.  "We were trying to sync your bloodwork when something happened and we eventually figured out that the experiments had unlocked something hidden in each of your hearts.  A power built upon the light and dark sides of your hearts and minds."

Vince picked up where Misti had left off.  "Phineas, your mind shone with light, but your heart was steeped in darkness, though there was a small spark growing deep inside you.  You got the power of fire.  Isabella's case was the opposite, and her mind was overpowering her heart.  She got the power to control despair.  Ferb and Emily, however, both walked very different paths.  They exist on neither the light or dark, and the twilight in between.  They just simply don't get themselves involved, and thus, were directionless.  Ferb got the power of wind, and the ability to manipulate the darkness inside a person's heart.  His ability allowed him to find a purpose, which was to stave the hunger for darkness Phineas' heart craved.  Emily still doesn't have a purpose or ability, but she shown with plenty of innocence.  We gave her the power of controlling light and hope."

"The new powers were where I came in."  The Songbird said, taking a sip of tea.  "With Isabella's growing light in her heart, I knew that having the power of despair would slowly destroy her.  I took her power and gave her the power of lightning instead.  With Emily, since she was directionless, she needed an equilibrium situation.  So, I gave her Isabella's power of despair and had her keep her original power of hope.  She can now control the light and the dark."

"Well, you still haven't fully explained the Story yet."  Misti said after a moment.  "What exactly is the Story?"

The Songbird set her teacup down and looked up.  "The Story is just simply that--the story that is told in that particular world.  Ferb, your new theory for the universe wasn't too far off, you know.  I'm quite impressed."

After a few confused looks from the others, Phineas and Emily explained.

"Ferb's theory about the universe was that we're all set in separate worlds contained in one universe."  Emily began.  "Several are almost similar, with minute changes.  Those are all in the center, bunched together.  However, there are worlds that have bigger changes than others.  They're around the worlds with smaller changes, but not collected within them.  Then, the worlds with the biggest changes and almost don't seem to be part of that particular universe are on the edge of the universe.  All of the universes are lined up like this, and some people even have the ability to jump from each universe."

"Time's like that, too."  Phineas added in.  "All of the timelines from the different universes run along each other, with convergence points along the way that link them all together.  However, some will hit, and some won't."

"The part he got wrong was about the people being able to jump from universe to universe."  The Songbird replied.  "They only send their consciousnesses there.  So, I can be in this world physically, but I'm actually focused on another world in another universe."

"How do they do that?"  Vince asked.

"Some can use pictures, while others can use words."  The Songbird answered.  "I can actually do both."

"So, your magic must be really powerful, then."  Isabella said, leaning on the top of the couch from where she sat.

"Yes, Storytellers usually have a lot of magic, usually a combination of being involved with their lives and having magic from the start."  The Songbird replied coolly, taking another sip of her tea.  "Especially those who have turned."

"'Turned?'"  Misti echoed.  "What do you mean by that?"

"They've strayed away from the path and have turned evil."  The Songbird said.  "They try to take over an manipulate worlds that are doing just fine on their own, and don't need guidance.  You got that mysterious memo about 'them,' right?  Well, those people were the ones I escaped from, and they're evil Storytellers.  We call them Riddlers.  They also want the Elements for themselves to take over all of the Stories they can."

"Wait, so why are they using you in order to do that?"  Phineas asked.

The Songbird hesitated, looking straight at Phineas.  From his point of view, he could see her eyes, trembling behind a pair of glasses.  Her expression was of one of pure terror.  She suddenly broke out her trance, looking up.  Phineas bent his down abruptly, clutching his head.

"Oh, no."  She muttered.  She stood up and walked over to the door.  "Vince, Misti, take the Elements and get them somewhere safe.  They've found me, and are most likely after them, too."

"What?"  Phineas asked.  "But, you're going to need help!"

"I'll be fine on my own."  She said, holding up a hand of cards.  "I have offensive powers, as well."

"She's right, Phineas."  Isabella added, taking his hand gently.  "Right now, we have no control of our powers, and how much energy to use when we're fighting.  We'll just be doing more harm than good if we get involved."  She silently lead him over to the van, where Vince, Misti, and Ferb were waiting.

At that moment, two portals opened in front of the Songbird and Emily, who had made sure that Vivian was also safe inside of her house.  The young woman, probably no older than the Songbird, lunged towards her, reaching out towards her.  Both Emily and the Songbird dodged, jumping opposite ways.  The young Storyteller pulled out her deck of cards again, which she threw on the ground in front of the woman.  The card exploded into a wall of flames that surrounded her.

The young man that had arrived through the second portal ran towards the two of them next, and the Songbird rushed towards him, brandishing another card.  She threw the card, this time near the man, and grabbed it again, this time sending a strong gust of wind around her and Emily, pushing him back.  Eventually, it shoved him into the air and into the fire cage, causing the cage to collapse.  The Songbird jumped back, holding up a third card.

However, the woman she had trapped had other plans.

She grabbed the card and the Songbird's arm, causing the cards to scatter everywhere.  The man ran over as well, and held her arms as she struggled against him.  The woman made the cards disappear, smiling with an expression of insane glee.  The Songbird went limp, her eyes wide open and opaque.

Meanwhile, Emily was just about to get into the van, Phineas holding out his hand for her to grab, when from a portal opened behind her and a young man with dark blue hair that went down to the middle of his back and shielded his eyes from view stepped out.  He grabbed her, and Emily screamed as he walked back into the portal, changing shape.  Her hair changed, from blonde to black, and became shorter, barely reaching the base of her jaw.  Her clothes were different, as well, now a long black form fitting dress covered in lace.

"Emily!"  Isabella yelled, only to be pulled back by Phineas and Ferb.  They watched in horror as Emily and the Songbird vanished before their eyes, the portals they went through gone.

"There was no time, besides, it was way too dangerous."  Phineas said as they let go of her.  "I'm sorry..."

The Songbird was roughly shoved into her cage, being held by her scalp by Andressa.  She locked the cage and took a step back, smirking.

"Now, be a good little girl and stay."  Andressa sneered, putting extra emphasis on the word 'stay.'  "You're way too much trouble out of your cage."

Andressa left, tossing in her sketchbook, and the Songbird put her knees up to her chest, trying not to cry.  She looked over at Emily, who was still unconscious.

"I'm so sorry, Emily..."  She whispered, then finally broke down, and cried.  "I'll always be trapped here...always trapped in this cage...!"

Misti walked down the street.  Phineas, Ferb, and Isabella had already gone to their respective houses, and Misti was too stressed to deal with Vince at the moment.  Sure, he was her husband, but he hated seeing her under so much stress.

She stopped at the corner of a busy street, and waited for a taxi.  When she spotted one, she waved it down and got in.

"Jamie's Tavern, please."  She said wearily.  It was almost kind of like her relaxation spot.  She and the bartender, Greg, had been good childhood friends and he had even been a little involved with the Elements Project, at that.

Misti got out of the taxi and payed her fare.  Jamie's was a small, hole in the wall that didn't get many customers.  Perhaps that was why Misti like it so much.  The intimacy of it all and the fact that it honestly hid a few secrets of its own that would never leave the walls made her feel safe and comfortable.

She walked in, the small bell on the door ringing softly.  Greg looked up and smiled.  He brushed his black hair out of his face, the thin, silky strands still escaping his grasp and falling back into his eyes.  He had a very feminine frame, even with his face.  However, his voice was a very dusky tenor, which often made new customers gasp with shock when they heard him speak.

"Misti, long time, no see."  He said.  "So, what drove you back here?"

This was how most of their conversations started.  It was actually rare now for Misti to go over to Jamie's, so Greg would just start with what made her so upset to go there in the first place.

"The Elements Project."  Misti said, hanging her head slightly.  "The Elements Project has been revived, Greg."

Greg looked up at Misti in surprise.  "Well, I'm sorry, but you're not receiving my help on it.  After what happened before with that thing, I'm even trying not to think of it anymore."

"I'm sorry, too, Greg."  Misti replied.  "But, things have just gotten all the more complicated since that time.  Recently, and now even more so, I'm thinking about shutting the entire project down.  I wouldn't terminate the test subjects, of course, but probably erase their memories of today, and strip them of their powers.  Something simple like that."

Greg sighed and sat down next to his friend.  "But, is that what you truly want to do?"  Misti looked up.  "I can see it in your eyes.  You really care about those kids, don't you?  You want to watch their powers develop, and see them grow, just like all those years ago."

"But, it's too dangerous for them..."  Misti whispered.

"They can control their powers even better than before."  Greg countered.

"One of them has been captured, as well."  Misti responded, facing him.

"They'll fight their way out."  Greg said.  He grasped her hands in his.  "Look, Misti, they can take care of themselves.  I know that, and so do you.  You just have to be stronger than you think you are."

Misti thought about it for a moment, then nodded.  "You're right, Greg.  I know they can do this.  Thank you."

She walked out of Jamie's, filled with determination and hope.  She knew that the four of them would be alright, and that they could it make it on their own.

They had no choice but to, after all.
The Legend of Fire and Lightning REBORN- Chapter 3
Yay, another new chapter, and this has exposition, as well as a fight scene!

Remember what I said this being a whole other chapter to talk about?  You see how long this is?

I am liking the Songbird's character.  She's fun to mess around with because she can be cryptic, but also just a normal person at the same time.  I also changed Aeor's design just a smidge in this chapter by having his hair in a long ponytail.  The reason was because for some odd reason, I kept imagining the Vocaloid Gakupo (I'm not sure if I spelled it right), except with Aeor's hair color and style.  So, now instead of his hair being super short, it's now super long.

By the way, the fight scene between the Songbird, Andressa, and Le was added in last minute when I realized that there was no explanation for what happened to the Songbird.  So, small fight scene.

Phineas and Ferb, related characters (c) Dan Povenmire, Jeff "Swampy" Marsh, Disney

Story, related characters (c) Me

Beginning Arc

Set of Normalcy

Chapter 2:  Discussion


When Twilight woke up, she found herself surrounded by swirling shades of blue.  She breathed in the heavy scent of rain, chamomile, and rose petals.  She let herself relax.  The scent was very nostalgic, like she smelled it before, back when she was a filly.  The only thing she could think of was the old wardrobe Cadence brought over for dress up, when Twilight would hide in it.  But, the imagery didn't match up.  She remembered hating hiding in it because it was musty and the smell made her sneeze.

The swirling blue thing Twilight was in moved.  She felt around for what she was in, and found a dark blue wing by her front hooves.

"Oh, you're awake."

Luna's voice?

That's when Twilight realized that she wasn't in something--Luna had been sitting around her, shielding her from the rest of the court.

At least, she thought she was still in the courtroom.  She was still slightly discombobulated about everything that happened.

Luna stood up rather hurriedly, looking slightly embarrassed with herself.  "I'm sorry if I startled you, it's just that you were shivering, and..."  She let her voice trail off.  "Are you alright now?"

Twilight nodded.  She looked around to see a small room covered in white, with plain walls and a plain tiled mint green floor.  They had both been lying on a thin, rough bed with a rather large and fluffy pillow.

"Where am I?"  Twilight asked.

"The infirmary."  Luna explained.  "We're in the west wing, near the rose gardens and training grounds for the Royal Guard."

"...I see.  Luna, what happened after I...?"  Twilight responded, then stopped and looked down.

"I understand why you're so nervous, Twilight."  Luna said.  "What you saw today was difficult.  However, I can see in your eyes that you're trying to push through and act as if nothing had happened.  Is that how you truly feel?"

Twilight silently nodded.  Luna glanced at her slightly.

"Yes."  Twilight said aloud.  "I don't really want to, but it's all I can think about.  In my mind, I just see that scene being played over and over again, like a movie that keeps repeating itself for all eternity..."  She glanced around.  "I feel like there's too many eyes watching us.  Didn't you say that the rose gardens were nearby?  Do you think we could ta--?"

"No."  Luna coldly interrupted her.  A sudden harsh wind pulled at a nearby window.  "The rose gardens are strictly forbidden to everypony."

"But, that doesn't make any sense..."  Twilight whispered.  "If the rose gardens really so forbidden that neither you nor Celestia could enter them, then why do you smell like rose petals?"

The wind blew open the window, sending the curtains flying outward.

"I'm sorry, Twilight."  Luna replied, then stopped time using magic.  She glanced at Twilight, her face in the middle of a confused shout.  Luna galloped out, then turned left and through a narrow corridor, and stopped next to her sister, who was watching the Royal Guards train.  She made time resume.

Celestia gasped and stepped back at the sight of Luna suddenly appearing.  "I thought I told you not to do that anymore."

Luna bowed her head.  "I apologize, sister.  Twilight was interrogating me, and it got out of my control."

"Got out of your control in what way?"  Celestia asked, her eyes focused on the training.

"She began asking about the rose garden."  Luna replied.

"...I see."  Celestia replied softly, then said a little louder, "It appears Flash Sentry is doing quite well in his training.  I might just have a Champion again."

"You're going to get a Champion, Sister?"  Luna asked hesitantly.  For Celestia to have a Champion meant that she had enemies to dispose of.  Rebels hidden in the shadows.

"The Champion isn't for me, Luna."  Celestia said.  "It's for Twilight."

Those three words made Luna feel a deep feeling of dread settle in Luna.  The mere thought of Twilight of having rebels, when she's done nothing wrong so far...

"I know that you manipulated her."  Luna said softly.  "You manipulated Twilight to kill that Storyteller."

"Well, nopony else knows that, correct?"  Celestia asked coolly, turning to face her sister.  "As long as you keep that your little secret, I'm sure that everything will be just fine."

Luna's face hardened with concern and growing impatience.  "Are you not concerned at all about Twilight discovering the secret of the rose gardens?  You would fight with all you power to keep her a secret."

"I thought you were more observant that that, Luna."  Celestia said, a snide smile appearing.  A strong wind blew through the courtyard, their manes flowing in the breeze softly.  "She's already escaped and has made contact with Twilight.  She must have found a way to break the spell."

Luna nodded, the quietly walked away, finding Twilight standing at the end of the corridor.  Upon hearing her hoofsteps, Twilight turned around, a sorrowful look in her eyes.

"Why?"  She whispered hoarsely.  "Why did you imprison her like that...?"

Project Dawnstars- Arc 1, Set 1, Chapter 2
Short chapter is short.

But, anyway, it's a chapter of Project Dawnstars, and I hope to upload more of it in the future.  I'm sorry for not uploading anymore of it since July, but I've had a hard time trying to get this chapter in the direction I wanted it to go.

There's not much to say about it.  It's just very, very short.

My Little Pony:  Friendship is Magic, related characters (c) Lauren Faust, the Hub/Discovery Family

Story (c) Me

Chapter 2:  Aftermath


"Vince, look at these readings."  Misti said, her voice full of alarm.  Vince walked over in confusion.  "Look at this.  These are hers, but they don't match up to the same readings five years ago.  Both of the boys' readings are fine, but the girls'...the girls' are all mixed up.  Did something happen to them that we just don't know about?"

"I suppose, but only they have the power to change their elements, and even if they did, it doesn't make sense."  Vince said, leaning back.  "You know what?  Let's go find them.  Besides, they're probably after them, now that their powers have awoken again.  We need to see if those readings bear any relevance to the events of that night."

"Yes, you're right."  Misti replied.  "Let's go.  I'll take the mall, and you take the park."

"Alright, then."  Vince said.  "Deal."

"Major Gaia, I have caught onto their scents again."  Aeor said.  "But...two of the scents are quite strange.  It's like they're different from before."

"Different how?"  Le asked.

"One of them is filled with light, when it was originally filled with darkness.  Then, there's the other one...that one has an equal amount of light and dark in it.  Not to mention, the scent of light carries a sharp twinge to it.  Something that punctuates, then fades away, but lingers afterwards."  Aeor said, thinking deeply.  "But, I'm sure that these are the same people that we've been following.  There's no mistaking it."

Andressa then ran in, looking worried.  "The songbird has vanished!"

Emily was the first one to wake between her and Ferb.  She sat down a little ways away and retied her ponytail, which had come loose.  As she undid her bow, she wondered what had happened.  It had seemed to her like it was just a giant blur, and she didn't remember much.

Ferb then woke up, shaking his head a little.  He saw Emily, then gently took the ribbon from her and tied it in the front.

"There."  He said.  "That's better."  He took a picture of Emily and showed it to her.

"You're right.  It does look better this way."  Emily said.  She gently touched the navy blue ribbon in her hair.  "It's just that...Dad doesn't like it this way because it reminds him of Mom.  That's why I always wear it in a ponytail."  Ferb blinked in response.  "I know, I wear it like this sometimes, but that's because sometimes when Dad and I fight, it's usually over what happened to Mom.  I always blame myself, because I...I was there.  I could've prevented it somehow, but I didn't.  I just watched, and did nothing at all to stop everything from happening."

Rebecca Kinney, Emily's mother, had died when Emily was younger in an accident involving the lab she worked at.  Emily had been a witness to the whole thing, but didn't remember much of what happened.

"Describe her for me."  Ferb said.  It was a kind of exercise he and Emily did.  If one of them got stressed over a memory of a certain person, then the other would ask to describe the person they were thinking about.

"Well, she looked a lot like me."  Emily said.  "Except her hair was longer, and a few shades lighter than mine.  It was also very glossy, and smooth, and oh, so soft.  I remember my hands getting tangled up in it whenever I was upset and she would bend down and pick me up.  It was like silk.  But, it was also thin.  So thin, I felt like I could break off a large chunk very easily."  Emily's hair was outrageously thick, and mousy.  She sighed and continued.  "But, her eyes were always filled with such a kind grace, it was as if one look from them would instantly make you feel calmer.  She also never wore makeup, because she said that it hid your true self from the world.  Mom had such a wild, free spirit.  She taught me how to value nature, and to see the light in the darkness."

A young man walked up to them, with dark chestnut brown hair and dull moss green eyes.  He wore a black shirt and dark blue jeans with a lab coat overtop.

"You're Ferb Fletcher and Emily Kinney, right?"  He asked.  "My name is Vince.  Is it alright if I talk to you two for a bit?"  He held out a picture, which had in it himself, a young woman with light lavender hair, her hair tied in a ponytail near the base of her head, another young man with lighter brown hair and glasses, a third young man with a wiry face and dark copper hair, another young woman with thick curly black hair, tied back with a dark green bow, and a third young woman with light blonde hair which flowed behind her majestically.  All of them had lab coats on, and were standing around a podium, the banner above it reading, "The Elements Project--A New Future For All of Society."

"Do you recognize the people in this photo?"  Vince asked.

"Well, the woman with the lavender hair is obviously you."  Phineas said.  Misti nodded.  She, Phineas, and Isabella were sitting on a nearby bench, still in the mall.  "The man with the glasses is Dad, the woman with the bow in her hair is Isabella's mom, and I've heard enough descriptions of Emily's mom to know that the last woman in the picture is her.  Now, the man with the copper hair looks a lot like me, so I'm guessing he's my biological father, and I don't know who the last man is."

"He's my husband, Vince."  Misti replied.  "But, yes, you got them all correct.  Your skills of observation are amazing."

"But, what's the Elements Project?"  Isabella asked.  "And how do we know that you're not some kind of crazy stalker?"

"Do you think I fabricated this photo, then?"  Misti asked.  "Let me ease your mind, then.  There are no other pictures of Daniel Flynn after this one.  In fact, tomorrow is seven years after the day this picture was taken.  See?"  She pointed to the time stamp on the back of the picture.  "Tomorrow, he will be declared MIA.  He will no longer exist, the feds will stop trying to track him down."

"Track him down?  For what?"  Isabella asked, but was cut off by Phineas.

"No, you're wrong."  Phineas said.  "Tomorrow marks seven years of his death.  He was killed trying to protect a little kid from being run over by car.  It was really rainy that day, and the driver lost control of his car.  His brakes were really bad, so he couldn't stop.  He pushed the girl out of the way, and he got hit instead.  That girl he the one who's sitting right next to me."

"I don't...remember that..."  Isabella whispered.  "But, Phineas, how do you remember something like that?"

"It just popped into my head, suddenly."  Phineas explained.  "I remember it being all over the news and everything.  It was just after you moved to Danville."

As Phineas and Isabella talked, Misti noticed somebody watching them.  She quietly excused herself, then walked over to her, sitting alone at a small table, holding a small sketchbook close to her chest.  She wore a heavy black coat, her hood partially off her head.

"I can't stop it once it starts."  The teenager said.  "The Story must remain linear.  If I try to undo anything, I'd be messing with the Story's flow.  It wouldn't get to The End.  Even though I'm powerful enough to stop what I've started, and that Phineas wouldn't have to undergo treatment that long to fix what I've done, the Story would never have The End it's supposed to.  Such is the fate of the Storyteller with feelings."

"...Storyteller...?"  Misti asked.

"Yes.  Perhaps you've heard of me."  She said.  "I have no name, but they all call me the Songbird.  I am the most powerful Storyteller to exist."

Where could she have gone to?"  Gaia asked, pacing back and forth.  "Aeor, have you tracked down her scent yet?"

"No, not yet, Major Gaia."  Aeor replied.  "However, if my hunch is correct, she could be with one of the ones we're looking for."

"Ah, yes."  Andressa said.  "We know how much emotional attachment she has to her puppets in her games.  She's probably monitoring the one we asked to corrupt as we speak."

"The best part is that she can't undo the corruption because if she did, she wouldn't be able to reach The End."  Le put in.  "So, we can get her back and the first part of the Story under our control in one swipe."

"Excellent plan."  Gaia said.  "Go, you three, and get the Songbird back.  I'm depending on you to make this a success."

The three of them saluted, then Aeor opened a portal, and disappeared.

"I hope they can do this.  We need the Songbird..."  Gaia whispered.

Vince, Ferb, and Emily met up with Misti, Phineas, Isabella, and the Songbird at Vince and Misti's mobile lab around the same time.

"Who's this?"  Vince asked when he saw their third companion.

"I am called the Songbird."  She said.  "It's nice to meet you."  She spoke with a soft voice, with a heavy monotone in it.

"Yes, well, we need to explain a few things.  A lot of things, really."  Vince said.  Misti nodded softly in agreement.

"As do I."  The Songbird replied.  The seven of them entered the van, which was filled with all sorts of instruments, monitors, and wires.

"Sorry for the cramped space."  Misti said.  "We're used to having two in here at a time."

"Well, let's see here..."  Vince muttered, sitting down in front of two monitors.  "Huh?  There's an email in here.  No subject, but the address isn't one for spam, and there's some attached images..."  He opened the file and gasped.

There were four photos in the file, two pictures being shown on each monitor.  The first picture was of a younger Phineas in a test tube, oxygen bubbles all around him.  The second was of Ferb, being placed in a small pod of some sort, a monitor showing a full body scan next to him.  The third picture was of Emily, in profile view, being held up in the air by a series of wires in the ceiling.  She was bent over, her arms dangling by her side, her legs close to her chest, and her hair flowing softly around her.

The fourth picture, however, was what intrigued everyone the most.  It was of Isabella, sitting on a table on her knees, being held up by a series of wires along her spine, head, and arms.  Also in the picture was Vivian, her hair up in a high ponytail, holding one of Isabella's arms and monitoring something in her bloodstream.  Out of the four pictures, it was the only one that actually showed one of the scientists in full view.

There was a sudden clang of the door opening, and everyone turned to see Isabella running out of the van, tears streaming down her face.

I thought that it couldn't be true, but was I wrong?  Isabella thought.  My own mother...she used me as part of her experiments, didn't she...?

"Mom!"  She cried as she ran into her house.  "Mom, I know you're here right now.  Where are you?  We really need to talk, and I would prefer it to be now!"

As soon as Isabella finished her sentence, a large bolt of lightning shot up from the ground where she stood, covering the floor in blue electrical currents.  Vivian walked in, as well as Vince, Misti, and the others.

"So, I was right."  Misti said.  "Your and Emily's powers have changed..."

"That would be because of me."  The Songbird said.  "I guess I'd better explain everything about me now."

The Legend of Fire and Lightning REBORN- Chapter 2
Yay, the plot thickens!

I was spamming Chobits music while writing this, so that's why it might sound a bit like it, especially at the end.

Speaking of the end of this chapter, I'm not sure why it just sounds like it just ended suddenly, but I didn't want to get into the history of the Storytellers just yet, because that's an extremely long bout of exposition to be saved for another chapter.

Speaking of which, we're already having more exposition than in both The Legend of Fire and Lightning and Phineas vs. Mkhail combined!  See, it isn't so bad to have a few plot elements revealed in the first few chapters.

So, I'm hoping to have the next chapter and an infosheet of Olivia's Witch Night and maybe Project Dawnstars or The Courtroom Phantom up soon.  Maybe.  Time will tell...


Phineas Flynn, related characters (c) Dan Povenmire, Jeff "Swampy" Marsh, Disney

Emily Kinney, related characters, story (c) Me

It's been way too long since I've been on here.

Sorry for being pretty much dead...I've had to take care of other stuff.

So, if anybody's been in my gallery lately, you've seen the new story folders.  Good for you!

Now, those aren't the only ones I have, though.  In fact, there's a sequel to The Courtroom Phantom, and as (I think) I mentioned in Turnabout of GUILT, it's part one in a five part series.  I'm still going to do my Phineas and Ferb fanfics, as well, and I'm going to do my Oliviaween project year round, then present it to Creepe on Oliviaween, when it should be complete.

Also, how does Professor Layton and the Steampunk Clockwork Angels and Professor Layton and the Diamond of Destiny sound?  I'm going to make a Professor Layton trilogy fanfic, but I need a third title to tie everything together.

I'm also still working on the new character profiles, so please be patient about them.

Well, that about does it for updates, so let's move on.

niklik429 tagged me, so I shall do this...again.

1. You must post these rules. 
2. Each person must share ten things about themselves (in their own journals of course).
3. Answer the ten questions that you were asked and come up with ten questions for the people you tag. 
4. Tag ten people and put their icons in your journal.
5. Inform the people who are tagged that they are tagged. 
6. No "tagged if you read this" stuff. 
7. Legitimately tag 10 people, yada-yada-yada, you know the drill. 
8. No tag-backs.

10 things about me

1.  I'm currently writing fanfiction for the Phineas and Ferb, Ace Attorney, and Professor Layton fandoms.

2.  I'm still wondering what the heck the "Layton 7" thing is.  Is it a joke, or what?  I doesn't make any sense to me.  The closest I've ever got to a reasonable explanation is that Layton gets turned into a dog, and he has to get back to normal...but even that makes no sense.

3.  I want Pokémon X and Dual Destines.  I'm watching a Let's Play of them both.

4.  My favorite Dual Destines characters are Athena Cykes, Simon Blackquill, Juniper Woods, Hugh O'Conner, and Robin Newman.  New OTPs:  AthenaxApolloxJuniper.

5.  Bird Pokémon are awesome.

6.  I saw Catching Fire, and it was AWESOME.  Go see it if you haven't.

7.  Of all of the animes I've watched, I've only finished two series(B gata H kei and the subbed version of Cardcaptor Sakura.  I'm going to watch the rest of the dubbed version, too, because they changed the ending of it.).

8.  I watch Hetalia.(I'm not part of the fandom, though.)

9.  I'm a huge Vocaloid fan.

10.  I'm working on a new drawing technique.  It's a realistic anime style, and it's a lot of fun to draw in.

niklik429's questions

1. do you stare at the ceiling? (because i do)

No, not really.

2. what's your least favorite subject?

Freaking math and bio.

3. what are you looking forward to in 2014? crosses fingers hoping it's plvsaa

Oh, great. doesn't have a remove slash marks thing.  Yayz.

Well, there's The Wind Rises, Professor Layton and the Azran Legacies, Kingdom Hearts 1.5 HD remake, and Professor Layton vs. Ace Attorney.

Not in that order, of course.

4. when you meet someone in school who ships your otp like you what will you do?

Instantly start talking to them about it.

5. do you consider yourself sarcastic?

Not really.

6. favorite instrumental? /hit in the head with a pipe by Layton

That's a tough one.  I'd have to say...once again, not in this exact order...




...The Trauma Team version of Vulnerability, Apollo's, Phoenix's, and Athena's themes in DD, Layton's themes(all versions, by the way), basically anything from the soundtracks of the Trauma Center, Ace Attorney, and Professor Layton series, and Carol of the Bells by Trans-Siberian Orchestra.

7. d...did i...*coughimprovecough*?


8. snackoos? (this is an ace attorney reference/shot by von karma)

SNACKOO ATTACK!!!!  *starts to throw Snackoos in random directions, laughing like a madwoman and singing "Ephinany" from Sweeney Todd*

(By the way...shouldn't that be "whipped by von Karma"...?)

9. do you have a 3ds? (if you do, i will go into your house and steal it)

Hey, you have one, now!  You're not getting mine!  *Clutches pink 3ds close to chest*

10. :iconobjection1plz::iconobjection2plz::iconobjection3plz:


My questions:

1.  Fergalicious, anyone?(Well, this got off on a GREAT start, lol....)


3.  Do you like Vocaloid?


5.  Pokémon or Digimon?  (Make your decision wisely.)


7.  Plain noodles.  What do you think of them?


9.  Have you noticed a pattern with these questions?

10.  ...DID SWEENEY TODD, THE DEMON BARBER OF FLEET STREET.  *Death whistle blows, and I smile*

I tag....

I can't think of anyone else....

Well, I'm off to upload stuff.  See ya lataz!


Journal History


You can simply call me B.R.N.
Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
Hello random person or fellow deviant! Please call me B.R.N, I would appreitate it.

As you can tell, I suck at spelling, which is ironic, since I want to become a writer when I'm older and I use big words like 'hence,' and 'therefore,' but you won't see that often.

Notice how I say OFTEN. That doesn't mean I WON'T use it, I'll use them OCCAISIONALLY.

Anyway, I am a writer, but I will post drawings. Probably not often, but yes, drawings are nice...

I mainly do Phineas and Ferb fan art and fanfics, though on occiasion I will do original stuff. I also have a lot second generation OCs, so be on the lookout for them as well.

I am a random, fun, Phineas and Ferb obsessive girl with a hot temper that I'm learning to control. I get inspired often, and by almost anything. An image of a squirrel, a song, something someone says, you name it. My imagination is a huge, endless land built on my memories, complete with a haunted dark wood. I spend most of my time there.

I listen to music A LOT, so most of my stuff is inspired by music.


I see critiques and sporks as 1) Hilarious means of entertainment, and 2) A way of telling people what they need to work on.

They're hilariously helpful.

Some things about me:

1. I do not bite. You can ask me about stuff, so don't be shy about it.

2. I would like comments as well as faves.

3. My writing can get pretty dark at times. If you don't want me to have an extrememely dark plot, tell me and I will lessen up on the darkness of my writing. Either way, it's going to be kind of dark.

4. I have a character named Marie Flynn. This is NOT Ely, Pao, and Mel's Marie, but a Marie that I created inspired by them. Same thing with my OC Olivia. She was inspired by Creepecrawlyman's Olivia, but is different from her.

5. I'm not the world's best artist, especially when it comes to anatomy. If you could give me some tips and stuff, that would be nice.

6. Most of my drawings' dates are in the ENGLISH format, so thet go by day-month-year, instead of month-day-year.

7. I am a huge anglophile(meaning I really like British stuff, hence #6.)

I think that's enough rambling here...

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niklik429 Featured By Owner Aug 8, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
i was gonna tell you.....

but i think u already knew...

lovelyBRN13 Featured By Owner Aug 8, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Yep. I learned about it on Court-Records.

Also, they're changing Mahoney's name to Aria, apearently.

I like Mahoney more, but whatever.
niklik429 Featured By Owner Aug 9, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
mahoney mahone aria

as long as she's still mahoney

they can expect a run for mah moneh.

lovelyBRN13 Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Yep. If Level-5 changes Aryan's name, though, that's when I would be confused.
niklik429 Featured By Owner May 20, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist

nintendo magazine announce that the plvspw will be released by the end of 2013 :iconcutenessoverloadplz:

so i made this to celebrate [link]

lovelyBRN13 Featured By Owner May 20, 2013  Hobbyist Writer

Though, some people have been saying that it may be like Dual Destines, and be only available in the eShop, not a retail release.

At least, that's what I heard around Youtube, but I'll check Court-Records and both Wikis.

If it's retail, then I have one more thing to be excited for.

By the way(I'm just curious), but do you live in Europe or North America?
niklik429 Featured By Owner May 21, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
no, i live in asia,

specifically, the philippines
lovelyBRN13 Featured By Owner May 21, 2013  Hobbyist Writer

I'm still jealous of Europe.

They're getting Azran Legacies before us.
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RedJoey1992 Featured By Owner Mar 1, 2013  Student General Artist
hey have you look at my present to CreepECrawlyMan?
lovelyBRN13 Featured By Owner Mar 1, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Yeah, I did.
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