User:Jackrobert

Bold textItalic textLooking for a Edit Change to my story ‘Jacks School of Shines Witchcraft and Wizardry.

It’s a journey of five Wizard boys from the School of Shines Witchcraft and Wizardry, Colins, Ron John and Riley embark on a quest to find and fight the dark and evil that came one day to there school and killed their Headmaster Barns who they all look up to. Close to Graduating, for they were upper class men and the best of their ages. For they are the five that got struck by the Wizard light that came out of the Headmaster chest once that dagger plunge into him by the men that came on that horrible day. The School and the students will never be the same. Great Magic will be needed for the boys to fight the Dark forces. I’ve had this story for over Twenty years back in High School my friends would sit around me and listen to my Tail for over senses the long years to ask is there such a magical place we want to go there? And now to believe in their minds it’s a real place. They have not yet come back truly for they are dead. Maybe I expect too much from my classmates, and there knowledge of their spells. But I have spoke’ well in saying the spells that lased out’ one hundred of them to fall and to be ridden from this realm. With one only as me that saw them die. How did that get reported back to me’. It was only I alone’. That’s very frankly he’s confessed his true intentions to me, as he lay there in front of me the last. As his hart still beating as I speaks to thee. My breath is long wended from running threw the night in flight and in stands’ as I fought back for all the darkness and the evil that came. Truly I have not fallen I am here still standing as I look at the last one its realm of its world is still strong. There still here? All around me I feel I am not alone. Implored your highness’ pardon me for all the powers I have used to defeat them my merger attempts at fighting back at the dark foresees and set forth my realm of life again. As the one that lay I thought to be on his way. Death to become his life. I was only one of many good’ student from with my many spells and blows came fears and strong. From my years at Shines Witchcraft and Wizardry school… For what he threw’ out was most important thing to him his way back to his world. And I’ and gave out one more spell to blow him back away into his world were he will be taught different and have to stay and be defeated over and over again, his time is over. Mine is now to take! ‘Turntables of the night’ I was a young wizard boy’ just fresh out of the school of Shines of witchcraft’ and wizardry that got caught up in a life of misery that is become a true nightmare for me. A group of us from the school, stood strong against the dark foresees. Now that the evil power, grew so strong even before I was born that came to light a week before our Graduation. There were many but,’ us that on the list of gradate named best Wizard fear not have that chance. If we had our’s thought’s now we would one day revile’ who was the best of young wizards at the school. Threw are triathlons match of casting his or hers best known spells threw a maze of many unknown horror’s. The school tradition will go untold this year. The unknowing of who.’’ Would go on to be a great Wizard. And free this land of its mystery.’ As we pelage for the quest to fight this evil being that came threw and took are Headmaster, away long ago for are life’s will be quite different from the rest of are fellows classmates that we grew up with and knowing of what could become, if evil took over the land and school. No longer we will see the rest as even as now I write of my life. Scribbles! I write down in my note pad from time to time for the truth to be let it known. Left a pond the forest floor for my love to find and give the word in what I ve done. I am alone to this day Iam known to still survive and stand to fight until the last is gone. At my school. Now I heard there is a school song about me. My girl friend loves me I vole to not leave her or forget and die with out a last thought of her in my mind. For the cheers go out when word comes back I killed another one less to bring forth trouble .My magical skills are very well known threw out theses parts .For I am the last Dark lord Killer.

                              Chapter one.

What I do not understand’, is surly not the unknowing for what lies out here is surly a feat of wisdom to stay alive’ for I cannot quit now. Iam to young and feeling strong.’’ Each day brings its own defeats and triumphs but mainly I hide out of reach from them and their spy’s from place to place. For I feel ever hunted for there’s a keen eye out for me. Threw out the wizard world to have me gone, as there are bad wizards that did get temped by the dark forces to wind up giving them clue in where I might be. As I sit here by the worm glow of this fireplace in this old rundown shack out side of miracles meadows night falls quick. As I write down a few lines to my girl back at the school as she looks threw the forest daily’ I was told she searches for my notes that are for her. She depends on the wind to bring them forward to her warm embrace. She has a magical talent of calling the wind that carries my notes forward to her with a song and added with a spell. This note will be drop in the forest when I leave this place tomorrow. As I can here the train whistle blow’ from far way out here in the forest it must be a cold clear night to hear the sound of that train. It’s a godsend to here some times for it’s the only normal sound I here on a lonely day you have no sense of time in here. Deep in the forest its all become a dark place sense of evil been unleashed. Moving threw the forest is not quite that easy to do? Hiding around each tree limb and tall scrub bush,’’ and moving in my fastest pace when it become nearly dark, before the moon comes out is my best chance to cover a lot of ground. The sky is purple I marvel as it is breath taking tonight .As I see, what nightmares events I’ve endured I do look up once in a while to remember friendlier times and to bring a happier moments to my mind. The slits of missing boards in the roof brings to my thought to it’s late and I really want to call it a night for once ill’ get a little rest. For I’ve traveled so far this time around the forest floor looking for Dark Robes. For I see how dark its become on this cold night everything’s seems quiet. It’s getting close to Halloween coming. I hear a creek on the floorboard on the porch of this old shack. As I jump out of this old chair witch falls apart and breaks into little pieces. And as I reach over for my wand sitting on the table next to the can of cold beans and dried gooseberries I had for dinner. In the shack were I took refuses for the night I often wonder who’s it once was. For I’ve come across so many were good Family’s had once lived, gone now ran away or been killed by the evil ones that came threw. The tiny shack I’m in before was once it a great place' were many of wizards and their family’s use to lived before. I jump, in fright. My wand is in my hand at the ready! The fire jump out a pop’ and came of a amber of a light spark flown at me. I grab my wand tighter, to feel the sorceries power being held tightly in my hand .Of having that magical wand at the ready Iam braver now to peer around to the window to be straddled to here another squeak from the other side of this old shack. I step to heel to toe keeping each footstep quiet as one can. Now Iam looking threw the old broken glass feeling the wind chill a bit coming threw the broken parts of the glass in where I stand now .I peer into the darkness out in the bleak of night in hopes to see what cause the squeak’ to only see a fire fly buzzing around infrequent’ out side of the glass. As the door in the front room blew open from a casting of a spell as it was hit the broken pits of chair were I was sitting just moments ago I flip and rolled over on to my back for the flash of sparks throw out a fire of flairs’ there wand’ sparks and coming once more a flair’s of a stream from a wand blast out side out one cast of spells one after another. I jump up to run over to see threw the open door in witch was blown away its Mr. Gustavo from the store. Where early were I got my can of beans was the one who just tried to do me great harm. Why is he a believer in the dark side or one soon to be one of them? I said. I ran and yelled Mr. Gruyere wait please as he ran off in the darkness of the forest. For he saw what he had done cause no harm and I was still standing. I reacted and said a casting of most frighten of spells but held back the ones that would do people great harm. To my wand pointed and yelled, lumpmassesine’’ as my spell jump out and it went strait threw a tree in front of me and hit him in the back as he ran away .To land him on his face to be nock out. For this spell I did not want to him harm in return he will awake by morning. I wish him no harm but why I wonder he did want to harm me its best to just leave him there. As I stand over him, I said. Tonight as I head back to the hut I took my quill in hand off the little table where I was writing a bit before. And in anger and still the sweat drips off my fore head from the cause of fright that came here. Tonight as my chest takes a huge breath to steady my hand. I wrote down to my girl Amy’ now’ I cant trust the simplexes of people any more Iam back on the run they know where Iam as if one knows soon after tonight they all will soon find me I must push on. As I gather up my stuff my school bag I place back my quill and what’s left of my paper to write with. As I see in side of the leather brown sack I’ve carried threw all the years at the school I come across a snow glob. The snow glob was a gift from Ron a couple of Christmas ago when we all were last tighter as friends. Amy was just a great caring friend then a first years at the school that had an crush on me. Now I leave her notes in the forest so she may find and let the other know what hell it is out here. Poor Ron as I sent is body back home for he and I were the last fighters of the dark lords he fell last month for the rest have fallen too. This job is meant for no one really this young. Its should been done long ago by much older and wiser wizards. But as I walk threw the tiny shack,’’ out the damage door in the night to find another place to stay for a bit. I think how simple life truly was back then only a few years ago. Before our Head master was taken by the dark’ foresees’ from the castle and was used by the dark ones to show there point that we as young wizards and bright young witches were told not to carried out any avenges’ on to them. For they want to come into power’ and run down the school. For the uselessness of their power force on to others as to be thrown out-as evil on to others what they did to our Headmaster’ in the courtyard was truly unbelievable. The day came as any other school morning we as the student body was heading down the halls toward are third class. In most minds were thinking two more classes till lunchtime. Jenny and a student came running down its halls way for I was walking with her sister Shaney,’ for we shared the next class tighter. Yelling as she came pushing her way threw all the other students. Up to her sister face as hers was so red and flushed her wended breath tried to speak, and I said what’s the matter wares the fire. There’s a large group of darken robed men that has taken over the Head master office. Much noise and sounds of terra coming from the Headmaster’s door they’re as a scuffle a brewing in side we can hear it she claimed in a heavy huff of her winded breath As she over heard and saw from were she was standing from. The sound of a scuffle grew worse and just like that the sound of an explosion went off in his office. It makes most ears that were in range heart skip a beat! She had said. My friend sues and I ran up to see better just run back and hid around the corner. As the door open up the dark robe men were dragging out are Headmaster. Right before are eyes we could see what’s going on. The door was opening and she said. The two of them could not believe what was happening. For they rubbed there eyes twice in disbelief as one of the men that was not carrying are Headmaster but as a body guard to the other dark robed men. Said look away little girls this is not meant for your eyes. As she’s telling us this the news, by hearing all the screaming in the Hallways of now all the shocking news all ready gotten out the bad news has sent some children screaming to there knees .The ramblings and going one’s and the fear and screams echoing off the walls of shock and horror that came down the hallways. To were we stand the children all came out from the classrooms. To here what they thought to be false. But the truth was freighting, to emanation? Surly for the news came as a shock to a few that passed out and laid on the floor. We rushed up threw the crowd passing friendly faces with shock looks in there eyes for surly they have seen something we have not! Away we shouted away let us past as if our presents was more important than the others. A challenge was to get to the stair well in where the two girls saw all this. As we all seemed to have arrived in the same places to here what was playing out in the down stairs courtyard way down bellow. We rushed up close to the windows to look down to a fright. In the yard only known as are area to be for the older classes tided up to a pole’s or. was our beloved Headmaster to even to think about are Headmaster tide up like a captive of a crime. To this day thinking about that emanation gives me a great big chill. Never been before or heard of or seen are emanation soured because of what could not be has be come! Are great Head master was bound and gage around the face. The darken long rob men all stood around as they just finished placing the rope of spells around him for us to see. To come close to the robe of spells it surly squeezes tighter. And not allowing one to help the captive. They wanted him there to show us all. As we turned and all seemed to rush down the halls and all the many stairways to come and we must endure to get out side out on to the lawn. All ready by the time I got there’. A small group of students were furriest and yelling what are you doing ‘ let him go ‘ one girl cried out Head master do something fight back please. For us that were not yelling out to let him go to witness him monition less and only his eyes at a glance look to be at a stair in the detritions of his study room on the lower floor. One of the darken men came forward I do not know this wizard. Him for to take the bold step of coming forward to speak to the angry crowd of students. Must have a lot of dark evil magic hidden inside of him to be so bold. He said listen 'to me now here I stand to only speak to the true bloods of witches and wizards. To see this is clear we have come forward for your oldest and wises best wizard all the years of knowledge he’s cumulated could not stop us from taking him over. You call this man your best’ how ridicules; to us he’s nothing but an old man to pity’. Out of his cape he drew a long shinny sliver stone age dagger etched in sliver and old script I’ve never seen before. On the handle it was very apparent. To raise it up high over his head and to say he cannot stop me from doing this ‘ to him as the same as you ‘your spells and powers are useless against me. He pointed to the crowed and bent forward to look in to are eyes some of us could not even look him back into his eyes; for the fear was great. To take that dagger and plunged it in to the Headmasters chest down went the head of are Headmaster head which was head high’ in that now as I think back, was a dead mans stair is now limp and life less. We all grind and cried out in horror. Most of us jump on the chance to tare one or two of then apart. Young as some of us were it didn’t matter are age or strength and size. The men black darken robes just threw us off of then as we are just small school children. The children as they came back strong many of us pulled for are wands in a hast. We messed up the saying of are spells; to be précised is true to make them work and out came horrible things to not in fact help matters at hand. The crowd went wild over what they just saw and we all went crazed for the fact our Headmaster is dead. The hundreds of students that are gathered in the yard shoulder to shoulder tightly we are back in there. Threw out punches and blows to the bodies of those men .As the younger girls and boys pointed there wands and did get off a couple of good spells .The rest we crushed and ran down for them the wizard conceal will deal with them then. It was a mess of confusion all over the yard. As I look back on it was a state of sure unbelievable in just took place as we come if a crowed could come it self for as shock of pure evil. The Headmasters chest hangs open as the dagger fell to the ground. The wizard light appeared to shine it took off out of his chest to bounce all over the schoolyard. It blew in five of us in the yard of hundreds .As everyone saw and knew not at that time for that bolt of