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     “Click”, the buckle snapped into place forcing the dull, yellow nylon strip to pull snuggly over my lap. My heart pounded desperately against my rib cage looking for an escape with an unsteady “thump” “thump” as I quickly grabbed the bar to pull it down. “Click”, it locked into place. I took one steady breath, and then exhaled as the car made a squeaky start forward down the old wooden track. It hit the upward slant of the ramp and slowly began climbing the hill. I briefly peered to my left and scanned the crowd of now ant sized people that were either chatting casually or wanderi

Human: Lindsey♀ DOB: 4/10/1995                                                 Age: 18 years old                                                     Dragon: Nysa♀ DOB: 12/5/1776                                                       Color: Blue                                                               Type: Ice Dragon's age: 235 years old Region: Southern (Georgia) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Human: Jason♂ DOB: 9/9/1991 Age: 21 years old Dragon: Aries♂ DOB: 4/10/1645 Color: Green Type: Air Dragon's age: 367 years old Region: Northern (Illinois) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Human:

       There was a lot of blood on the battlefield. From my high perch on a hillside, I watched carefully as a member of our clan flung a rival member across the Asrai River and down the opposite slope it fell, lifeless. There was a sudden outbreak of screaming coming from behind me, but the cries were abruptly cut off and there were only the sounds of bodies thudding against the hard earth. The battle was over for now. Almost instantly, the green spiral crystal necklace around my neck began to glow and radiate a certain amount of warmth as it did when Jason and Aries were close to me. I glanced up into the dreary blue sky and saw Aries' gian

     I was returning to the North base, hidden deep within the Blue Ridge Mountains, when I heard something rustle in the brush on my left side. My hand instinctively reached around to rest on the Glock 38 I was carrying in my right back pocket. It was the gun I always carried with me. My body relaxed when a small forest mouse darted across the dirt path I was following. It was nearly dusk now and you never knew what could be lurking nearby. I roughly estimated that I'd been out for several hours already, but I could sense that the base was close. After following the trail for a few more minutes, I spied a large, omin

"Eh? Tsukiko-chan?" murmured a familiar voice. "Not now banana head..." I mumbled sleepily, rolling over onto my side. "Did you just call me a banana head?" "Hai, I did. Now get back to work banana head." Momentarily, I heard muffled laughter before the same voice complained, "Tsukiko-chan, seriously, wake up." I didn't reply. A few seconds later, I found myself sprawled out on the cold floor of my room. "Ow, Mika-san," I whined. My best friend sighed and offered me an extended hand, which I gladly took and lifted my drowsy body up off the hardwood floor. "So, what is it?" I mumbled, as I rubbed at my sleepy eyes. "It's almost 11:

 Character Profile Name: Mika Kimura Age: 17 or 107 years old Gender: Female Birthday: December 8th Height: 5 feet 3 inches Weight: 103 lbs Blood Type: A Squad: Ninth Position: Captain Friends: Best friend=Tsukiko Nakamura~ Others include: Takahashi, Toshiro, Yachiru, Rangiku, Momo, Izuru, Ukitake, Unohana, Isane, Renji, Byakuya, etc~ Personality: Mika believes she isn't a strong-willed person, but in truth... she really is. She likes to hide things, but mostly only confides within her best friend, Tsukiko Nakamura. Otherwise, Mika is a sweet person who cares about the well-being of others before herself and stands up for what she

As I sat at my desk, I couldn't help but imagine how overwhelming being a captain of the Gotei 13 was. I sighed and allowed my hazel eyes to drift about my new office. It was all unknown to me. From the slight breeze whisking in from the open window, came a obsidian colored butterfly with thin maroon markings. "A hell butterfly?" I breathed. When I extended my pointer finger, the graceful insect landed on the tip of my purple fingernail and the Captain-Commanders stern voice echoed through my head. "There will be a captains meeting in ten minutes to discuss new findings in the World of the Living. Attendance is mandatory." When the announceme