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    Lucifer watched as phionex, his enemy, lunged towards him her sword flaming. He lunged away, quicker then the blink of an eye. Before phionex could recover, he turned into a snake and rapped himself around her, knocking her sword out of her hand. "I will never join you," He hissed before, with complete irony, turned into a phionex and flew into the air. He shot a fire ball at Phionex.


    Lucifer is a shape shifter.

    Name: Anabella Mariposa Rose
    D.O.B: July 4th 1998
    Grade: Eleven
    Age: Sixteen
    Hair colour: Dirty Blond
    Eye colour: Sky blu


    Personality: Anabella is very kind and considerite, although she has been known to have been spoiled. She is tipicaly shy, and very much takes after her mother. You would have to meet her in order to get a full impresion.


    Talents: Like her mother, Anabella is an amazing artist, and also like her father, she is amazing at making things work in her favor.


    Family: Mother: Amelia Rose. Father: Jack Rose. Brother: Vincent Rose


    History: Anabellas family has thrived in wealth, do to the fact that her mother is a profesional artist, her father the owner of the number one line of stores and markets, making billions daily, and her brother, the seccussfull lawyer.


    Hobbies: Anabella enjoys reading and writing, along with drawing and painting, in her spare time.


    Likes:
    -Reading/Writing
    -Being artistic
    -Going shopping
    -Antiques
    -Jewlery


    Dislikes:
    -Rasicim
    -Bullys
    -Drama
    -The colour red
    -Blood


    Dreams: Anabellas dream is to have a home by the sea, marry, have three children, and to be a seccessful artist and writer.


    Fears:
    -Scary movies
    -Monsters


    Crush: none so far.
    Sexuality: so far is straight, although she once kissed a girl on a dare.
    Other: Art
    Will post pic :D

    Anabella stepped out of her fathers fararii. "Thank you daddy." She said giving her father a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you mamma." She said giving her mother a kiss on the cheek. She retrieved her wheeled suit case from the back of the cherry red car. She entered dorm A. Her heels made clicking noises as she walked to her room. Luckily she was before her room mate, so she chose the right side of the room. She began silently unpacking her stuff.

    woman sat in the corner of a local coffee shop, mostly foreign to her. She sipped herbal green tea with a generous amount of sugur. She wore a black wool tunic sweater and tight faded blue jeans, along with worn converse sneakers. Her name was Anabella Mariposa Rose, and since she was young she had wanted to travel the world, and she as doing just that. In the towns she had stopped in, the people had been nice, and had hepled her with the book she was writing. Here, nobody would even stop and give her a glance. She sighed and shook her head, her curly blond locks falling from her sholders as she looked at her notepad.

    Mariposa lay, nearly completely still. She could hear another dragon aproach her, yet what it said was muffled. A sudden small warmth spread tnroughout her body, and her pain was soon gone. She opened her eyes to see a magical sight. Before her was a dragon, incased in shimmering gold, what sh had hought to only be in legends. Did they happen to be true?


    Anabella lay, wondering when death would find her and her dragon. Suddenly the pain lifted from her, although her body still ached.


    (Ok, so the dragon Mariposa saw is like the god of dragons, and she is there to help the dragons escape, and only dragons can see her)

    Occ: sorry for the late reply!
    Icc: Anabella made her way to her dorm, where two girls were already begining to un pack. She smiled, and did a small curtsy. "Why hello. My name is Anabella. And you are?" She tried to speak with grace and politliness like her father taught her, but failed. She stood straighter, trying not to let it show.

    Mariposa looked at the dragon in front of her. Before she could decide what to say, the dragon spoke. "Mariposa, dragon of the elements, I have saved you from death so you may asist me in freeing dragon kind. Mariposa, I call on you, to be these dragons savior." Mariposa was speachless. She bowed. "Yes mam. I understand this will not be easy, but I am up to the challenge. Althought, I cannot go on without my beloved rider oh great one." She said looking at the shimering dragon. "Do not fret. I will simply bring her here," said the dragon as she began chanting magic words.


    Anabella was up and moving when a shape began moving towards her. To small to be a dragon, but large enough to be... a gryphon! Soon she was on the beasts back to an unknown destination.

    Anabella walked to the second bed opsite the window, so when she slept she could see the night sky. She set her suitcase at the foot of her bed. She turned to melody, a warm smile on her face. "I'd love to come. I want to cheak out the art room. I heard they have amazing suplies, although I made sure to bring my own." She said a whistfull look in her eyes. "I'll just quickly unpack an catch up ok?" She said racing towards her bag rather clumsly. Her father said a first impresion is key, although Anabella herself never really cared much what others thought of her.

    Anabella looked up from her notepad as the bell on the door of the coffee shop rang to see a man holding the door for another woman. Maybe some people are polite, she thought. She looked at her tea cup, which was now empty. She sighed. She needed something sweet and caffinated to wake her up from her previous night of brainstorming. She got up from her seat and made for the register, her curly blond hair bouncing on her sholders. When se moved she smealt of rosemary, lemons, and sugar, which to her, smealt of home.

    Lucifer fadded back into his origional form. The wound he had received had traveled from his dragon body unto his mortal body. It bled, the substance hot and sticky against his skin. He was dizzy and his vision was hazzy, but before he could fall he uttered these magical words, " Corvi super bestiam gregem petere hostem malum in oculis vestris, et destruam, et interficite eam pereat, incidat." (Crows apon a flock, fly towards my enemy, your evil in your eyes, demolish her, destroy her, let her perish, let her fall.) " Fuge nunc clientibus meis!" ( Fly now my minions!) "Fuge nunc!" (Fly now!) He cried before going unconcious.

    (Thnx you to :) )
    Lucifer awakened, thought he still felt drained. " Ad salutem animae, sana mente, ad cor et sanitatem aeternum ligare dis et deabus respice ad me et audite eloquium meum quia Immortalitate valeam opto, perpetuum mihi semper in aeternum fixa tempus." He chanted. ( To heal the soul, the heal the mind, to heal the heart and forever bind, gods and godesses look unto me, hear my plea for imortality, grant me my wish, forever mine, always forever, stuck in time.) He got up. " Phoenix, inimici eius, sicut fecit, facite ei mihi, cum milites eius ignis et aqua videbimus saecula Phoenix anni vel magnitudine sua." He hissed. ( Phoenix, my enemy is she, do to her as she has done to me, defeat her fire with my water and forever shall we see, Phoenix or Lucifer the greatness shall be.) A waze as bid as the castlt before him washed up and ontop of phoinex.

    Anabella quickly opened her suitcase. She opened a drawer on her bed and threw her cloths inside. She grabbed her purse, slung it across her cheast, grabbed her notebook, pencils, thin black markers and pens and put them inside her purse. At the last minute she grabbed her map of the school, just in case they got lost. She ran to catch up with melody.

    Anabella walked beside melody in silence. She couldn't help but smile. Finally somebody had wanted to be her friend. In the past nobody had liked her, even though she tried her hardest to be nice, to fit in. But they ridiculed her none the less. But that's the past, she thought. Soon they passed the main building, and may their way to the caffateria building.

    She sighed. "I don't know. I hope its better than what im used to though," she breathed. "No perfect preppy, always on time, dress code, or strict teachers." She said sighing in longing. "That would be nice." She said as they passed a beautifully kept garden. She sat down on a near by bench. "I hope you don't mind," she said as she pulled a pencil and her scetch book out of her purse. She began to draw the garden.