Rachelle's POV/ Chapter One

Just an introduction to how she is.

Chapter 1 Rachelle

        It's peaceful here most of the time. That was until he showed up. Thierry was always causing trouble here. If it wasn't for Quince a war would've started by now. You'd think with how much space there was here he'd be satisfied; apparently not.

 

I sat against the giant oak tree thinking of what Thierry would do next. The Dream World was a beautiful place in my opinion; trees abundant, great seas, vast plains, and a pure blue sky overlooking it all. Thierry’s land was one of endless forests of pines and willows. The only yielding was the grassland border.

 

My land had seas of blue-green, giant hills, and sweeping plains. The only thing that affected the clear weather was our emotions. Depressions were the rain, anger the lightning, and joy the sunshine, which beamed at the moment, lighting the land.

 

Much more were the seasons which changed when needed. Present time it was autumn with the colored leaves spiraling towards the ground.

 

The air was slightly chilled with a bite of sea-salt. Not quite uncomfortable, but by tomorrow there would be snow. Considered I was Queen of Dream World I was one of three who had access here. The land was shared among Thierry, Quince, and I.

 

I being the deity of pure goodness, Thierry was my opposite, and Quince. Well Quince was just Quince. There wasn’t any specific rule here, but chaos never occurred without reason. We had achieved the power to make everything from nothing.

 

I idled on this thought as a few leaves were caught by the wind and dragged away. In this place, my name is Rachelle and even though I am Queen I’m only 17 years of age. Being the symbol of good and resembling it were two differing matters.

 

 My appearance did not match my role in this world at all. My hair is raven-black, my skin white without the blemishing of freckles, and my body-type very slender. My eyes the color of melted ice with slivers of green. Overall my appearance really looks dangerous.

 

 The fact of my clothing didn't make it any better either. I was wearing a moss-green cloak; a shirt wove from dock-leaves, and pants sown of dry grass. I would've preferred to wear jeans and a t-shirt, but here that was impossible. I stood up and stretched. Lazily; letting my arms fall to my sides.

 

 I couldn't see how anyone could want anything else though. My fingers ran across the bark of the tree and I trailed up grabbing the lowest branch. I didn't waste any time pulling myself up into the tree and climbing to a ridiculous height.

 

From the distance I was standing above the ground; most of the land that I claimed mine was visible. It was a nice view and there wasn't a need to ruin it. I reached down with familiar ease and let my hands catch on something stuck in the foliage.

 

Pulling sharply up my bow came loose and I stumbled a little back. This was necessary for balance but, I used my hands to steady myself using my quiver as an anchor. It was a very convenient process I thought of. I slung the quiver over my back along with the bow.

 

I was going to have to get up higher to be able to have a good shot. It was easy climbing and soon enough I was near the top of the oak.

 

        "Perfect." I muttered pulling my bow off my back and notching an arrow. I could see everything! I narrowed down the targets I could shoot and settled for an apple that was at least 2 leagues away. Concentrating hard I lined my sight up and tensed the string a little bit. Then I let the arrow fly, confident of where it was going to hit.

 

It took about a minute for the arrow to impale the apple as it fell from the tree. The precision of the arrows always amazed me and their grace could not be matched to anything. I decided to hit another apple as I notched another arrow. My concentration was completely on my target and my focus was straight.

 

        "What are you doing up there Rachelle?" Quince shouted letting his voice trail. I looked down at him and I leaned a bit too far, lost my balance and the wind rushed past my face as the ground flew up to meet me. I let out a piercing shriek. The air was knocked out of me as I slammed into the ground ending my scream. I groaned loudly and tried to sit up.

 

        "Warning next time Quince." I sighed falling back to the ground. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet effortlessly it seemed. That, the fall, would leave a mark. Now that I was on my feet I remembered how tiny I was compared to Quince. He was a giant. All muscle and brawn, which looked opposite against my lithe frame, and his hair was a curly mess of sandy-brown.

 

His eyes were yellow, like liquid gold had been melted into his irises, and his skin was just as pale as my own.

 

        “You alright Rachelle; that was quite a fall.” He chuckled. His voice was warm and joking, like always. I realized I’d lost my bow in the fall so instead of answering him I went down the hill to look for it.

 

        “Uh, yeah; I’m alright.” I called back my voice absent from itself. After muttering another curse for the pains that shot through my body, I spotted it. It was at the very bottom of the hill against I boulder. Not thinking, usually that was me anyways, I took off for it.

 

I felt something tug against my wrist and was immediately was dragged to a stop. Looking behind me, I realized my wrist was captured by Quince’s hand. I kind of stared at him for a second before clearing my throat.

 

        “Oh, uh, sorry; d-didn’t mean to do that.” He stuttered nervously. He let go of my wrist and stepped back looking down, clearly embarrassed. I shrugged it off and took off down the hill. I was pretty much at a sprint by the time I was nearing the bottom and I knew I had to do something to slow me down.

 

I thought for a second and came up with a plan. I passed the boulder, and as I did I grabbed my bow, used the rock as a sling-shot effect and used my hands to swing around it.

 

It slowed me down enough to stop, but it had hurt. I slipped the bow on my back as I cursed the pain I was feeling. I set off back up the hill and figured out running down it had been WAY easier than climbing back up it.

 

I was severely out of breath by the time I made it back to the tree and Quince. I leaned up against the tree and slowly slid down plopping myself down on the ground. I was extremely tired.

 

“What are you here for anyways?” I panted, looking up at him. His gaze was averted from me staring more at the scenery. He didn’t look very happy, and or pleased with himself being here.

 

“I don’t think I should need to be the burden carrier for yourself and Thierry” he sighed, stretching and sitting down next to me. I rolled my eyes at the remark, and how he’d said it all formal.

 

“Thierry is always the trouble; what has he done this time?” I asked curiosity and annoying fighting for dominance in my voice.

 

“It’s nothing too big, not like he hasn’t done anything worse before. He’s just messing with the weather to make natural disasters occur.” Quince retorted. He leaned back against the tree looking the biggest picture of ease, but I knew that wasn’t the case. He was really buzzing with tension and stress; just didn’t know how to show it correct.

 

Thierry really was taking it over the edge this time though, and I know I was the one who had to stop him. Letting out the human equivalence of a growl I pondered what to do.

 

Quince was right to try and keep it from me since he knew the news would only annoy me, but since I did know I would have to do something about it. Thierry was going to need a wake-up call and I was going to be the one to deliver it and fast.

 

Author's Note

Just a first chapter to this. I think I have two more in my notebook. They seriously need some updating. I sucked at writing back then.

Reviews

[Cosmic Dreamer]

Hey, I really like it! True, it could do with a little tweaking here and there, but it is a great idea for a story. You didn't suck at writing, you just weren't as good as you are now. Everyone has to progress somehow, which means having a starting point to work from. Well done, its a great story, please continue it, but I'll understand if you don't.