It was a dark and stormy night. The fresh scent of lavender was in the air. It almost made a relaxing feeling. Almost. Our disregarding, "hero" was in her room , reading. The only reason as to why, if you were there, the fresh scent of lavender was there, was beacause she sprayed in the first place. Her parents thought that she was VERY mentally ill, but she begged to differ. "She n (that n was a misstype<---) needs mental help." Her mother had said. "She needs help from a mental therapist." Her father had said. She thought that they needed mental help from a mental therapist. She really wanted to say that aloud. But she couldn't. Her parents wanted her to be perfect, although she said this aloud to them, "Nobody can be perfect Mom, Dad. You should know. *sighs* I can't believe I got born into this family." Then she sent to her room to "think bout what she just said." When she went to her room she said this, and somehow thought about it at the same time, "Ugh, do they think I'm some kinda baby?" And at the same time, her parents SOMEHOW heard what she said. She heard crying. She didn't care. She said it was they're fault anyways. Today she said it would be different though. She said what she was going to do today, would impact her ENTIRE life. She said she would be running away and would become an adventurer. Day 1: I can't believe I'm running away today... I hope everything goes according to plan... But I can't help but think of all the times my parents were nice to me. Yeah...that's right, none. There are NO times I can think of where they were nice to me. I guess I'll just have to suck it up, like a buttercup. No like seriously, the buttercups I've eaten my entire life have all been VERY dry. So all the buttercups recipes my mom and dad would make would be called "Suck It Up, Buttercup!". Heh. Why would they just call it that, when our entire family histroy is known for there immensive amount of crying. I'm the only one who doesn't cry in this entire family backstory. "Ok, time to do thi-" "SWEETIE!!!!!" Her Mom said, rushing up the stairs. Her Mom was devastated when she saw what Violet was doing. "V-violet, Honey, w-what are you d-doing?" Opalea asked, shocked. "Mom, you already KNOW what I'm doing, there's no need to sugar-coat it. ". . . HONEY!!!!!!!!!! OUR BABY IS RUNNING AWAY!!!!" Opalea shouted to Steve. "WHAT?!?!" sTEVE SAID RUNNING UP THE STAIRS and busting open the door (oh, yeah the door slammed shut when Opalea came walking up the stairs.) "Yes, oh yes, it's true, she's going to become a runaway..." Opalea said, on the verge of tears. Here they come with the WATERWORKS again. "Sweetie, please don't leave us." Steve said, also on the verge of tears. "Ugh, I can't believe thi-. Wait. If you really don't want me to leave, then...CRAWL." Voilet said, smiling creepily. "C-crawl? T-that's a bit...um...MAD, Hon." Steve said, holding back on the tears. "Mad? Was it mad when you made me go to summer camp? Was it mad when you made me eata bag of apples, even though you KNOW that i have a very strong DISlike for them? Was it ma-" "Ok, ok, we know of the bad things that we've done, but please, forgive us." Opalea said, crying. "Forgive?....NO. Not this time. I will NOT fall for your DUMB rules ONCE AGAIN. I will NOT be tricked by your foolery, ONCE AGAIN. I. WILL. NOT." Violet said, turning her smile into a very angry and creepy frown. "H-honey, please calm d-down..." Steve said trying to lighten the mood, but in the end only making it worse. "CALM DOWN?! WHY WOULD I 'CALM DOWN'? YOU NEVER CALMED DOWN FOR ME, SO WHY SHOULD I?!?!?! I DON'T FEEL THE LEAST BIT FOR WHAT I'M GOING TO CALL YOU NEXT!!!" Violet said, in a outrageous tone. Then, Steve just HAD to OPEN his
STUPID MOUTH and SAY something. "HONEY! Watch your TONE!" Steve said in a shouting voice. "...YOU WATCH YOUR TONE! I DON'T CARE WHAT BAD THINGS THAT COULD'VE SPOUTED OUT OF YOUR MOUTH WHEN I FAILED SEVERAL TESTS, BUT THE STUPID AND IDIOTIC WORDS THAT JUST SPOUTED OUT OF YOUR MOUTH RIGHT NOW, MADE ME FEEL...LIKE A PIECE OF TRASH! AND DO YOU THINK THAT'S ANYWAY TO TREAT YOUR DAUGHTER?! DO YOU THINK IT'S RIGHT TO SAY THAT, EVEN IF THEY'RE YELLING AT YOU LIKE CRAZY?! DO YOU? DO YOU?! ANSWER ME RIGHT NOW!! Do you?" Violet screamed. And for the first time in my life...I cried. I cried like crazy. "H-honey, I'm sorry..." Steve and Opalea said, trying to comfort me. "DON'T TOUCH ME! Y-YOU'RE NOT WORTHY! NOT YOU GUYS!!! NOT...you...g-guys..." I said, falling asleep. "Honey, just let her go, she's 17 anyway, way over the limit, at least in this country. Ch.1 : The New Advenventurer In Town (Adventurer, sorry) (oh, yeah i meant to say DAY: 2 not CH.1, sorry, sorry.:)) "Ok, violet, it's completly normal to leave your parents not regretting a single thing...and then coming here and regretting everything. Except me yelling at Mom and Dad...anyway, I didn't come here to be a AA class WHINER I came here to be an AA class FIGHTER. Wait. That could be my motto, or BAH! Whatever, but like, maybe my...OH! I know! My training motto! It could be this: "I won't teach you to be a AA class WHINER I'll teach you so you can be a AA class FIGHTER!". Ahh, yes, perfecto!" I say, excitingly. *BUMP* "Hey, watch where you're going!" A tall, and buff man said. "O-oh, s-sorry sir..." "Sir? Hehe...HEHE...HEHEHEHE!!" The man violently laughed. "Um...sir, are you ok?" I asked. "AGAIN? HAHAHAHA!!! Look, kid, just call me, Irus. 'K?" Irus asked. "Um...sure, Mister Irus." I said. "No, no. Not 'Mister Irus' JUST Irus. Ok?" Irus asked. "Yeah, yeah, Irus..." I said. "Oh-ho-ho, little Miss Sassy, I see?" Irus said in a sing-song voice. "It's not MISS, pretty-boy, it's JUST Violet, got that? Or does that wee-tiny-little pea brain not process everything?" I said, smirking. "W-wha? YOU TAKE THAT BACK RIGHT NOW, MISSY!" Irus yelled. "...I told you it was just VIOLET, now I KNOW that your pea brain can't process what I said." I say, smiling now. "You take that back NOW!" Irus yelled. "And WHY should I?" I say, snidely. "ARRGGHH!!! THAT IS IT!!!! I DON'T CARE IF YOUR A CHILD, I WILL BURN YOU TO ASHES!!!" Irus shouted. "You will, huh? Hehe, go ahead and try." I say, confidently. "AHH, DON'T GET COCKY!!!!" Irus said, now screaming, and lunging toward Violet. SWOOSH! FWOOSH!! BWOOSH!!! Violet was dodging left and right (Up and down too.) making Irus very angry. "Aww, is the wittwle bwaby angy?" Violet said, laughing. "DON'T MOCK ME!!!" Irus said, very angrily. "Haha, I'm sorry, it's so hard not to!" I say, laughing. "AHHH-" "IRUS MISCHIGAN! WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON?!" A loud ,new, and angry voice said. "Ma'am, I'm sorry, but this little kid was-" "LITTLE KID?! YOU KNOW THE RULES! NO. HITTING. PEOPLE. UNDER. THE. AGE. OF. 12!" The voice boomed again. "mrhmargh" Irus mumbled.
