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Autumn Malone (Ac)
Hero’s Journey
3rd/4th
Time Changes
In the distant future, 2030, someone is watching over Earth in a space tower full of windows. The figure lurks in the shadows showing a small glimpse of lavender skin and their blue eyes shone in the light. Then the figure steps in the light showing a slim figure, luscious pink hair flowing down her back to her thighs, hanging in a long ponytail, her blue eyes glistening, her lavender skin barely showing. She turns to the platform supporting the control panels and steering wheel. “No one is in need at this hour?” the alienated girl questioned. She slipped out of her silver battle armor, an armor with the richest material of metal, so silver you could see your face in the reflection
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of the armor, almost like it complimenting you. It covered her from her torso to her thighs. Under her armor was her costume. The costume she wore to represent who she is. She is Galaxy Girl, protector of galaxies and planets by far. She walked into the wash room heading toward the bath tub, getting in. She turned the shower knob waiting for the clear water pour out. The water poured out of the shower head, Luke warm water trickled down her back and it felt like tiny people were dancing on her back. She giggled from the weird, ticklish sensation. She finally was done with her soothing shower, writhing her long hair out, the pink hair flicking in her face. She then grabbed a violet towel and wrapped it around her writhing body, wanting warmth. She then walked out of the wash room pleased. She was finally happy to wash all that dry blood off. Finally, in comfy clothes, so comfy, you never want to leave them, the warning signal went off, it blaring in her tiny ears. Groaning, she walked into the control room, begrudgingly. She answered the alert, only to have her eyes drop in the process. Looking at the blaring red alert flashing in her eyes, it said: Xanadu, we hate to inform you on your time off, that there is a major crisis on our hands. Some has broken the space continuum and time barrier. Earth is living in a crisis where the demons took over Earth and you haven’t become the savior of Earth saving the citizens of poor Earth. The past is now altered. Xanadu cried, but knew it was her duty to save the humble people of Earth. “Well, I don’t have time to slip my battle armor”, she said sighing. She slipped on her costume and grabbed her giant hammer. Her hammer was massive, it was long, and heavy and bigger than her, but it was her main weapon in use. She also grabbed a leather purple knife strap and strapped it to her thigh, adding a knife inside with ragged edges. The knife was so untouched, it was dying for action. She then grabbed her hammer putting it over her shoulder and climbed into the escape pod hitting the multi-colored buttons to activate the escape pod. She landed on the earthy, dusty environment of Earth in a graceful, but peaceful matter. She stepped on the Earthy ground, the dust smothering her. She pulled out a transmitter with colorful buttons galore. The transmitter is almost like a GPS, but it guides you with traces of the people who interrupting time, not places. I looked for the trace, seeing there wasn’t one. The trace was ice cold. Anger grew inside her as she walked the dusty path dismayed. She clicked a silver spiral button on her hammer, it converting and transforming into a hover board. She followed her transmitter for miles, not stopping to rest. Finally, she was in an amazing place, with tall buildings, the humans call sky scrapers, reaching the sky beyond her eyes reach. The glowing lights, sparkled the city, making it beautiful, even though it was noisy, and hectic. The night gave all the city a beautiful glow, so angelic, so wonderful, you couldn’t stop thinking about it. This is New York City. The humans call this amazing, noisy city, the city that never sleeps. She can see why it’s called that. The lights light up the city, like its immortal and can never die. Only there is one problem. Demons. Crawling. Everywhere. She flew over the city, eyes wide in terror. But she smiled, knowing she could help make a change. A big demon, with jagged yellow teeth, long horns that can almost touch the ground, and wearing clothes too torn, like he stole them from a cheap thrift store. He yelled, boasting. The usual, as she expected. The demon yelled in a booming, declarative voice, “We will devour this city and all the fleshing’s of this pathetic planet!” Galaxy Girl smirked in a “Yeah right” way, knowing their defeat is going to join them at her hands. She then got off her hover board, kicking it upward and catching it, like the skaters do on television. She clicked the silver spiral button on the side of her hover board, yet again turning it into the massive, polished hammer she had earlier. She weld her hammer, getting a good grip on the handle. Finally, she thought of a bad pun and smirked in a joyful matter. “The only thing you’ll be devouring is a hammer to the face!” She yelled, proud and thinking it sounded cunning. With brute force she took her hammer and motioned it toward the gnarled tooth demon. The demon grabbed her hammer and slammed her into the ground full force. It broke some her bones, but her healing powers mended her bones like so, and she got up like it was nothing. The demon knocked the hammer out of her hand and she picked up the hammer, using all her might and force. She hit the demon multiple times, just to get the hammer knocked out of her hand, but not in her reach. “Let’s dance.” She said smirking. She pulled the knife out of her knife strap, getting ready to give the knife action in its life. She strike the demon in his heart, flinching, waiting for the black blood to pour out. Instead the demon turned into a smoke cloud and disappeared out of sight. Another bunch of demons came at her but before she could strike a blow the demons disappeared. Wait, no she disappeared. She was in black patch of space, the sky of space. A portal opened out of nowhere, making it look like a hole of white ripped through black construction paper. She went into the portal with the strength and might of hope, hoping to find this jerk, who ruined her time off. Instead she found herself in a small town with graceful small people being the dwellers of this humble town.
A girl with blonde hair in a bun and blue sparkling eyes walked straight towards Galaxy Girl. “Hi, I’m Hailey! How can I help you?” she asked, gleefully. She looked at her. This Hailey seems vaguely familiar, her voice and features. She frowned, showing her worry line. “I’m Xanadu,” She said. “Xanadu? I have a best friend named that! And from your worry line, I can tell you’re lost.” Hailey said, smiling. Wait a second! Hailey?! She remembers now. It all came back to her. Hailey is her best friend, who helped her on the quest. But Hailey doesn’t seem to remember me. Remembering a trick, her dad taught before he passed, Galaxy Girl used it. She put her hand on Hailey’s forehead and whispered “Remember”. When she took her lavender hand off Hailey’s forehead leaving an eye imprint on her forehead. Hailey blinked slowly, the imprinted eye slowing fading off her head. Hailey burst into tears, hugging Galaxy Girl. “Xanadu! What are you doing here?! Haven’t you heard the news?! Demons are invading the Earth, and I need my best friend to save us!” Hailey exclaimed, crying. Galaxy Girl craned her neck to see a beautiful, green grassy plain, the sun bathing it and enriching it in front of two own eyes, her pupils widening. She remembers this place. The beauty of it and the country, the horses and the cows, the apple smell. It was the country. No, Kansas to be exact. Hailey loved it here. Suddenly, her transmitter went off, beeping insanely, piercing her ears. A hole ripped in the sky, no a portal, making it visible from eye to eye like a hole ripped in the ground. She cried leaving her best friend behind. It’s been years since she talked to her, the same as AJ, her other best friend she made on Earth, four years ago. She haven’t been able to catch up with them because she’s the universes guardian, and all the planets are all in stress, thanks to the Great War with
Neptune and Mercury. The war all started when the reports of time travel has been frequent. She hasn’t been able to fix the problem yet, but time was altered. Supposedly, Neptune and Mercury signed a treaty of their people, causing no grand war, but now, some altered it, causing a lot of trouble and war. Suddenly, out of her stray thoughts, she ended up in a room with white walls and a young man standing in the middle of the room. “Hello, Galaxy Girl, or should I say Xanadu? I’ve been expecting you.” The man said. She stepped back in Meer shock. AJ?! Why?! Her other best friend on her quest, goes against her and defies her. “Why?!” She asked, crying. “You see, you left me. Not a care in the world, for four years!! I missed you and you didn’t even care about me! When I cared about you! I altered the past, everything! The Earth and the treaty! So I could see you again!!” He shouted, turning red and crying. “I had to bring you back! And being evil is too much fun! Join me or die!!!” He yelled, with fury and hurt and passion in his words, all at once. “No!!!!!” she shouted, tears in her eyes. She ran full force with her polished hammer about to strike a blow. But before she could, he turned into a big bulging demon, red with blood on his long claws. Then he punched her, causing her to crash out of the window of the 20 story building and hitting the concrete, making a big crater in the street and blood everywhere. All her bones were broken, but she quickly healed with her amazing healing power and got up again with hope. She looked to see AJ, nowhere in sight. “I will find you, and change you,” she said, crying, the tears blinking in her eyes. Yet again, another portal opened up, and she went in it to find AJ. But once she enters the portal, she doesn’t come out as Xanadu, she comes out as Galaxy Girl. She went into the portal, never to be seen again.
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