The slight breeze on the beach felt relaxing to Crystal as she sat down on the small beads of sand. Her eyes glanced around and caught no one in plain view. She was astonished that no one would come on the beach this beautiful evening and watch the sunset bestow into the water. She shrugged and shifted her view back to the sunset and watched it starting to sink lower into the ocean blue. Its beautifully bright rays of light made the ripples in the ocean glisten a golden color that looked majestic enough to hypnotize anyone who watched it. She had never seen something so beautiful in her entire life, until now. For some strange reason, today she seemed connected to it, almost a part of it.
She looked around again, but again no one was in view. However, an object that glowed from the lights of the sun quickly grabbed her attention. She stood up and approached it with caution. Only a foot away from it, she could not quite figure out what it was. It was only half buried in the sand, but its golden color reflected a beam of sunlight into her eyes, making her eyesight only half as good as it would normally be. She bent down next to it and slowly dug it out of the warm sand that held it captive. After only a few seconds of digging, it was finally free and she picked it up with care. Turning her back away from the sun so she could properly see the object she held within her hands, her mouth instantly dropped. She recognized it as a lamp that ancient Egyptians created. After standing there for a few moments, she slowly closed her mouth and wondered how old this artifact could be. It looked brand new, but they did not make items such as this in North America. She only half smiled, but was one of the only times she had actually smiled in her life.
She sat back down into the sand and placed the lamp next to her. She started to look back at the sun and the sky.
I wish I could have the power of the sun and powers to reach the sky above, She quietly said to herself.
She smirked and could not help but think what an outrageous idea it was to wish for the impossible. She placed her hand upon the lamp and stood up as the last bit of the sun reached the edge of the water. She started her journey back home, tired and achy from the days work. She reached her small home that only contained a bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, and living room. She entered the door, put the lamp on her mahogany bedroom dresser, and headed for the shower. As she turned her back, she saw a glow coming from behind her and she turned around to the lamp. Its golden color had turned into a deep blood mood red and burned right through her dresser and onto the floor. Odd enough it did not burn through the floor or even through the carpet. She stood there, stunned at the sight she sought right in front of her. The lamps red glow lifted off the ground and struck Crystal right in the face. She screamed in agony as she could feel her skin on her face burning off. The pain so intense it caused her to collapse and faint instantly afterwards.
She awoke several hours later from what it seemed like to a place unfamiliar to her. She felt sand underneath her, but this time its warmth was not there. It was cold, dull, and dank wherever she was. She remembered the burning sensation she had felt and instantly grabbed her face. She felt nothing; it was as if her face was never touched. She looked around and saw no light except for a small entrance 20 feet above her. It was just enough light for her to see everything within her captive place. Its walls made of gold and it ground made of sand. She could not help but ponder where she was for a few minutes.
No This Cant .Be Happening She said in obvious astonishment. She recognized the walls it was the same as the lamp she had picked up earlier. She could not see how it could have happened, but it did and she knew it. She tried to recall what happened before the incident but she could not remember because she was starting to go in a shock.
She sat down for a few moments in order to restore her memory and get herself together. It was then when she remembered the wishes she made earlier at the beach. That must have been it there was no other logical explanation for it. If the lamp had conjured her inside of it, then it meant only one thing.
Yes! She yelled suddenly with a twenty-second echo repeating her.
She focused, this time not on how to get out, but on something else. She lifted her hands and the sand started to burn. The lamp was now heating rapidly; every piece of sand was burning and crackling beneath her feet. She looked up to the entrance and used every ounce of strength to jump. She leaped upwards and past her normal jumping height. She kept going until she jumped out of the lamp and onto her floor. She quickly stumbled and the impact of the ground disoriented her. She closed her eyes for a moment and slowly opened them.
She was her actual size again and she could not help but laugh. It was not the fact that is was funny; it was merely an unexpected adventure. She could not believe the idea she just thought outrageous was actually quite opposite. She realized that by wishing upon the lamp, she caused herself as the lamps genie, but it was something she could live with. That very same day Crystal took the alias Fire-Kin Genie, packed her bags, and left for Paragon City. The City of Heroes, where new beginnings become part of history.
Well here is my very first writting complete:
http://<a href="http://i65.photobuck...nGenie.jpg</a>
The slight breeze on the beach felt relaxing to Crystal as she sat down on the small beads of sand. Her eyes glanced around and caught no one in plain view. She was astonished that no one would come on the beach this beautiful evening and watch the sunset bestow into the water. She shrugged and shifted her view back to the sunset and watched it starting to sink lower into the ocean blue. Its beautifully bright rays of light made the ripples in the ocean glisten a golden color that looked majestic enough to hypnotize anyone who watched it. She had never seen something so beautiful in her entire life, until now. For some strange reason, today she seemed connected to it, almost a part of it.
She looked around again, but again no one was in view. However, an object that glowed from the lights of the sun quickly grabbed her attention. She stood up and approached it with caution. Only a foot away from it, she could not quite figure out what it was. It was only half buried in the sand, but its golden color reflected a beam of sunlight into her eyes, making her eyesight only half as good as it would normally be. She bent down next to it and slowly dug it out of the warm sand that held it captive. After only a few seconds of digging, it was finally free and she picked it up with care. Turning her back away from the sun so she could properly see the object she held within her hands, her mouth instantly dropped. She recognized it as a lamp that ancient Egyptians created. After standing there for a few moments, she slowly closed her mouth and wondered how old this artifact could be. It looked brand new, but they did not make items such as this in North America. She only half smiled, but was one of the only times she had actually smiled in her life.
She sat back down into the sand and placed the lamp next to her. She started to look back at the sun and the sky.
I wish I could have the power of the sun and powers to reach the sky above, She quietly said to herself.
She smirked and could not help but think what an outrageous idea it was to wish for the impossible. She placed her hand upon the lamp and stood up as the last bit of the sun reached the edge of the water. She started her journey back home, tired and achy from the days work. She reached her small home that only contained a bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, and living room. She entered the door, put the lamp on her mahogany bedroom dresser, and headed for the shower. As she turned her back, she saw a glow coming from behind her and she turned around to the lamp. Its golden color had turned into a deep blood mood red and burned right through her dresser and onto the floor. Odd enough it did not burn through the floor or even through the carpet. She stood there, stunned at the sight she sought right in front of her. The lamps red glow lifted off the ground and struck Crystal right in the face. She screamed in agony as she could feel her skin on her face burning off. The pain so intense it caused her to collapse and faint instantly afterwards.
She awoke several hours later from what it seemed like to a place unfamiliar to her. She felt sand underneath her, but this time its warmth was not there. It was cold, dull, and dank wherever she was. She remembered the burning sensation she had felt and instantly grabbed her face. She felt nothing; it was as if her face was never touched. She looked around and saw no light except for a small entrance 20 feet above her. It was just enough light for her to see everything within her captive place. Its walls made of gold and it ground made of sand. She could not help but ponder where she was for a few minutes.
No This Cant .Be Happening She said in obvious astonishment. She recognized the walls it was the same as the lamp she had picked up earlier. She could not see how it could have happened, but it did and she knew it. She tried to recall what happened before the incident but she could not remember because she was starting to go in a shock.
She sat down for a few moments in order to restore her memory and get herself together. It was then when she remembered the wishes she made earlier at the beach. That must have been it there was no other logical explanation for it. If the lamp had conjured her inside of it, then it meant only one thing.
Yes! She yelled suddenly with a twenty-second echo repeating her.
She focused, this time not on how to get out, but on something else. She lifted her hands and the sand started to burn. The lamp was now heating rapidly; every piece of sand was burning and crackling beneath her feet. She looked up to the entrance and used every ounce of strength to jump. She leaped upwards and past her normal jumping height. She kept going until she jumped out of the lamp and onto her floor. She quickly stumbled and the impact of the ground disoriented her. She closed her eyes for a moment and slowly opened them.
She was her actual size again and she could not help but laugh. It was not the fact that is was funny; it was merely an unexpected adventure. She could not believe the idea she just thought outrageous was actually quite opposite. She realized that by wishing upon the lamp, she caused herself as the lamps genie, but it was something she could live with. That very same day Crystal took the alias Fire-Kin Genie, packed her bags, and left for Paragon City. The City of Heroes, where new beginnings become part of history.