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The Story of Sailor Firestorm

...and so it begins...

Jenchan walked in and collapsed on her bed. There had been a victory feast at the castle again. If the feasts for winning a battle were like this, she could only imagine the feast for when they won the war. It was getting dark, and her dinner was becoming colder. It was sitting on a tray on her small desk. She took another look around her new room. She had lived in a small hut on the castle grounds before. Now she lived in a small, musty room in the servants' wing of the castle. Aside from her desk and bed she also had a small dresser and a nightstand that also had a drawer in it. In the drawer were pictures of her mother, and her father. And some pictures with all three of them. There were also pictures of Mars (or Firestorm) when it was in its glory. Her mother had also been a serving girl in the castle. She had finished her mother's dream by moving into the castle out of the small hut the three of them lived in for her whole life. Her father had also worked in the castle. He was a butler to all of the visitors of the castle. Then the war came. Her father left to become a soldier. Her mother left and became a nurse. The jobs offered more money. And that would help the family after the war, they thought. Her mother and father had never come back from the war though. She was still wide-awake and decided to go out for a midnight walk. As she headed out she ran into the young butler who was serving one of the visitors from the feast. "Where are you going?" he sneered. "Out for a walk, why do you care?" she replied defiantly. "I am going to get tealeaves for one of the visitors, in fact, he is a Duke," he said proudly as if only certain people were allowed to do it. She was the one who sneered next, "Oh, so, did this duke ask for you by name?" "Yes, well, uh um sort of" he looked hesitant as she devilishly smiled. He wanted a quick come back, "Well he pointed me out. Out of all the other butlers and maids!" She still had the smile on her face "I know that I can get those tealeaves before you. And come back and give them to this Duke before you." He looked like he was starting to get angry, "You're on!" And the winner has to watch the loser clean the whole North Tower." "Fine then," she said, "The winner also receives hot meals for a month whenever they want the loser to cook." "Fine then," he spat. "I hope you're a good cook!" she yelled. Then she too hurried out of the castle.

She stopped at the only marketplace stall opened at midnight. The tealeaves were way too expensive. Since she was buying with her own money she decided to go farther down to the Village where things were cheaper. In the Village she found an herb shop with cheap prices. And the own let her borrow a small pony to ride up to the castle and give to the Duchess of some country called Inferno. She rode the chestnut pony down to a river so she and the pony could drink. She lifted her head slightly and was still staring at the river. Reflected in the water was a girl on a fire red, feathery looking horse. The girl had the same red, feathery looking hair. Her hair was down to her chin and had streaks of gold in it. She also had slightly sunburned looking skin. Her eyes were also a fierce orange. She looked at the reflection and thought Phoenix. She saw that the girl was staring at her through the reflection. She snapped her head up. The girl was already riding away. All she could see of her was the back of her slightly sunburned neck. Quite shaken up, she rode back to the castle. Put the pony in the stables, and headed to the guest wing. After doing some asking around she found out where the duke who ordered the tealeaves was. She barged in on a few Dukes who didn't though. The Duke thanked her and asked where the young man who he had ordered to get them was. She said that he had to get ready for cleaning the North Tower. As she left the room the butler was walking to the duke's room. She smiled at him and said "I'll be expecting my hot breakfast in my room tomorrow at 9:00, don't be late."

She ignored the now freezing soup and stared sleepily out her small window. Her eyes widened at an unusual sight. There was a falcon-sized bird that was red and orange, flecked with gold feather here and there perched on a tree. It seemed to have flames around it, no on it. The bird turned its head and stared at Jenchan. She stared back. Then she blinked, and the bird had gone. That night she dreamt about Firestorm (or Mars), she dreamt about the girl at the river, she dreamt about fire, and dreamt all night(or what was left of it) about Phoenixes.

~Written by Atlanta

Read my fanfic The Dark Story to find out what else happens to Jenchan...

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