STORY STARTER
You are in a room with all the characters you've ever written into your stories. Who will be the most problematic for you, and who will befriend and protect you?
The World Of Characters
When I woke up this morning, I found myself stuck in a beige room, along with every character Iâve ever written in existence. Luna Blackwood, the witch I write of a lot and Nero, a demon and a friend of Luna, and Lunaâs friend, Zephyr, a werewolf. There was Emily, the almost-murderer I made. Athena, Jaze, snd Jay, three siblings. Rose, the private school girl, Nova, the high school girl that is always doing dangerous things, Jona, Jazeâs boyfriend, Opal, Athenaâs girlfriend, Lukus, a friend of Emily, Athena, and Opal. Onyx, Samuel, Laila, Ada, and Wren, characters for my book Iâm writing at the moment. Even Kasy, who is thoight to be murdered in one of my stories.
I stand up, brushing off my ripped up leggings and messy band shirt, fixing my crazy hair. I looked around again, the characters were talking amongst themselves, not seeing I was there. I stretched and walked over to where my characters were standing.
âHello?â I asked, getting their attention, not being too bratty but not seeming timid as well. They all turn around to face me.
âAny idea what this place is?â I hear Emilyâs voice. âUm, no? We thought maybe you would know. Iâm Emily, by the way.â I cross my arms, trying to find a comfortable position.
âNice to meet you Emily. But no one needs to introduce themselves to me. I already know everyone here.â Athena pops up, holding Opalâs hand.
âHow do you know everyone here? We are from different universes all together.â I smile some. I made Athena one of the smartest ones. âWell Iâm your creator. I made yâall basically.â I hear Samuel scoff.
âGot something to say Samuel?â
âNot in the slightest.â He replies, trying to sound normal but sounding more scared then anything. Nero walks up to me, I nearly match his height but weâre off by a couple inches.
âWho even are you?â Nero narrows his eyes.
âYour goddamn creator!â I yell, pissed
Nero turns to Luna. âIs she telling the truth?â Luna sighs. âYeah, shes not lying. Shes not a threat.â Nero lets out a sigh of relief. âUnless she decides to write your permanent death, of course.â
I smirk. âThatâs tempting, right there.â
Neroâs eyes widen. âW-what? You wouldnâtâŠrightâŠ?â His voice shakes slightly.
âI could and I would if youâre an ass to me.â He looks scared. Good. Thats what I want right now after him being rude. Zephyr, the werewolf, barks and runs up to me, still in wolf form. I smile and crouch down, scratching behind his ears, his favorite spot. âDamn you know his sweet spot. You really are our creator.â Luna adds smiling while crossing her arms. âI told you.â I say playfully. Emily speaks again.
âSo, if youâre the one who writes the story, why did you make me murder that kid?â I let out a laugh. âKasy is right there. Very much alive. I wouldnât do something like that.â Emily looks over to where Kasy is sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall. She covers her mouth and runs over, hugging him.
âGah!â Kasy yells when Emily pulls them into a hug. âIâm⊠fineâŠyou⊠bitch!â They gasp out, trying to escape from Emilyâs grip. I see Lukas walk over to her. He is the one that keeps the group of Athena, Jaze, Jona, Emily, Kasy and Opal from killing each other.
âHey calm down, Emily. No need to suffocate him.â Emily nods and lets go of Kasy. I think to myself, still crouching down and scratching being Zephyrâs ear.
_I donât know what this place is or how I got here, but I think Iâm going to like it_.