Ringo's NaNo - Time'd

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Yeah, I know I said I sux at writing long stories and I do, but I am willing to try. I have ideas for my story already so I'll put them down here before I forget.

Name of Story: N/A

Genre: Fantasy, Action, Adventure (Most likely)

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Dates back to the middle ages, a young girl is training to be a knight, she is teased and not taken seriously although she is skilled with a sword. On night, the castle in which the girl is living in is attacked by [insert some random mutated creature like an orc here]s and leave few alive. The girl tries sets out to kill the [random creatures] and avenge the death of her kin.

WHOA MAN! CLICHE! XD I like that plot outline though. That's all I've gotten to. May add more.

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I must figure out the character names...

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D: OMG.

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D: I don't think I'll have the time for nano this year. I'm sorry.

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Okays. I'm gonna try to do nano. But first, I'm killing my original idea. I have a bettar wun *eye gleam*

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Lemme get this strait, I am VERY VERY slow when it comes to writing stories. I'll be surprised if I even get 6,000 words.

Anyway here's what I got so far:

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My name is Heather.

I’m thirteen years old with long red hair and green-blue eyes. Yep, a typical teenager. But it seems now I am more then that, for yesterday my life changed forever...

We where dismissed to go home at ol’ Elm Middle school. As usually, I casually walk over to my locker, fumble with the combo, open it, try to prevent the tsunami of stuff that comes bulging out of it grab my backpack and sprint out of the place.

I usally walk to my house, it’s not really that far away. Today I was feeling a little bored so I decided to improvise on my route home.

About ten minutes later, I dunno maybe fifteen, I arrived at a crosswalk on a street all the cool cat teens called “the Street” which now that I think of it, isn’t really that cool because the so called “Street” was actually a road, great hey?

Anyway, when I got to that cross road my life changed dramatically, if I had known what was coming next I should of held on to those last few seconds of my normal life.

I whipped around at a resounding crack behind me.

Two dudes in black leather suits where running down the sidewalk, with guns. Hand guns that looked loaded.

That made my blood run cold, they where running towards me. Did I mention they had guns? Hand guns in fact?

I ran across the street and ducked into an alleyway where all the druggies went to smoke.

I saw the dudes run past the alleyway. I was safe.

I relaxed and did those deep breathing exercises that school councilors always make you do.

I leaned my back against the brick graffitied wall when something cold and metal was pressed against the side of my head.

It was one of those leather dudes, he had a revolver pressed to my head.

“One bad move and your dead.” he hissed.

I was confused. Why is this dude after me? I didn’t do anything, I’m just a random kid standing in an alleyway.

Sweat poured down my forehead, what was I to do? Try to escape and most likely get shot? Or stay where I was and obey this guy?

The next few seconds felt like a lifetime, a time that I could of graduated from collage, get married, have kids and get a job.

But in truth, it was only about five seconds.

Then a yell echoed the alleyway, the leather guy tensed.

Some guy was running down the alleyway.

I heard the sound of a gunshot and the leather dude collapsed onto the cold cement. Dead.

It was my uncle Steve.

“I’m sorry you had to see that, I had no choice.” He said.

Okay, this must be pretty hard for you to take in, so let me tell you a little about my uncle Steve. Uncle Steve was the kinda guy who had a wicked since of humour and did all these crazy things like sky diving and bungee jumping. He also had a ton of talent. He could play guitar, and every other kind of musical instrument, ever. He was that kind of uncle that would always get you this awesome stuff for your Birthday, like a year ago, he got me a type of iPod that wasn’t even released yet!

He threw the gun he had used on the guy down the alleyway.

“Heather,” He said turning to me “I can keep this from you any more, you are, and always will be, a Protecter.”

D: So cheesy. I really don't like it that much. I steals so many ideas from the Pendragon series.

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D: I want people.

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The name of my NaNo novel is called "Time'd" not "Timed" mind you, it's with an apostrophy (sp?) Hey atleast I named it something.

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I'm not ready for wrimo. I can't write a story long enough to fit the critiria. Ah well, I'll be ready NEXT year