Hevan, Kortan,and the Orgathian fleet met at the forest just inside the walls of Orgathia. However, Hevan was alone and he had the element of surprise, so he hid up on the tree tops waiting till the right moment. One hour had past and Hevan could start to hear he Orgathian flete marching through the woods. Ten more minutes passed until he could begin to see the Orgathian flete, and just then Hevan jumped from the treetops and struck the fleet defending the walls and taking out two soldiers free falling from the trees. The battle began. Every soldier that came got struck down by Havens fiercely swinging blades until they came in groups with god’s power. He could take down the groups, but every time they came at him one of the soldiers would slay a hit on him.
This happened over long periods of time until they felt had injured him so badly he could not fight any more. Hevan laid in the battlefield bleeding out watching the flete open the gates and charge for the citizens. But when the Orgathian fleet came out, there was no citizens but what they did not know is that while Hevan was healing and feeding the Citizens. He was also training them how to fight. By now, the fleet started to search in the huts and if they did not find anyone they would burn the hut down after they had burnt the last hut the fleet began to leave the the desert area until they heard, “Charge.” After the flete heard this, there was dead silence until the young began to shake and just then they saw a group of people flying like bats out of hell with axes and hammers. The fleet began to retreat. Since Hevan took out about ¾ of the flete out, they knew that they did not stand a chance against an entire rebellion. Right as they turned around, they saw another group of citizens. Charging at the flete from both ends, the fleet surrendered and gave the citizens everything.
Once the citizens had tied the flete up, the finally remembered Hevan they quickly ran inside the gates and searched for his body. Now they never found his body but in a hour of searching. They saw a golden eagle shoot up from the ground, and they knew that the golden eagle was heaven, and the gods had gave him such honor. They made Haven the god of heaven, and so on the citizens mate their way past the two gates and settled in the palace forgetting all about the rest of the fleet…
The Origin of the Aspens
By: Grace
Long ago in Ancient times, where Colorado is now, lived two girls Aspen and Minerva. Minerva was very wise and was the smartest girl in her school, Triton Middle School. She had been for five years and was being honored today because of it.
Aspen was not known for anything and watched jealously as her friend was led onto the podium. Minerva’s round face was flushed but held in a smile. Her long brown hair was pulled into a tight bun but it obviously wasn’t done neatly because hair poked out in weird places, but Minerva didn’t seem to care. The principal started his speech about his school and Minerva searched the crowd hoping to see her friend. What she saw wasn’t something she liked.
Aspen was jealous of her. Minerva was shocked and bewildered but being the kind friend she was, when it was her turn to give a speech she started out this way,” My fellow students, I am honored to receive this award, I really am, but I could not have done this without my best friend Aspen. Aspen please come up here.” There was no reply. Minerva cleared her throat, “Hem, would Aspen Jones please come up here.” Minerva scanned the spot where she had seen Aspen last, but she was gone.
After the ceremony, Minerva ran to where Aspen went when she was trying to cool down. She would never let Aspen know that she knew this though. The area the went to was actually quite pretty, with red, pink, yellow, and white flowers surrounding a bubbly little creek. Aspen was there and obviously wasn’t happy. Her face was streaked with tears. “I have been looking everywhere for you,” Minerva lied. Aspen turned, “Really,” she said in a disbelieving tone, “You’re so smart that I’ll bet you knew exactly where I was.” Minerva stayed silent, she didn’t want to show how much hearing that stung. Aspen continued, eyes flashing,” I deserved the award more than you did because I AM BETTER THAN YOU, I ALWAYS have been and I ALWAYS WILL BE!” at that, Aspen turned away breathing heavily.
“Well I’ll leave you alone then.” Minerva stammered walking slowly backwards. She then turned and ran into the forest and into a clearing. A rock was in the center and Minerva fell onto it and wept.
Suddenly, bright light filled the clearing. Minerva looked up and saw Iris, the messenger goddess for Zeus coming down on a rainbow of color. Iris landed neatly in the clearing and walked up to Minerva. Iris perched on the rock beside her and spoke clearly,” Minerva, daughter of Zeus, I am surprised it has taken you this long to understand. You are not a mortal, you are the daughter of Zeus, you are a goddess, but since you have not had nectar or ambrosia, you are not a full immortal. Meet Hebe here in twenty minutes to have a sip from the cup of the gods.”
Iris floated back up into the sky leaving Minerva in absolute shock. “Me?”, she whispered. In twenty minutes on the dot, Minerva appeared. Hebe appeared only a few seconds later holding a golden cup with golden stuff in it. Hebe smiled and held it out to her. Minerva bravely stepped forward and took a small sip. It tasted like nectar.
Immediately, she felt different and shot towards the heavens. The wind whipped around her and she landed in a room that had the name Athena written on the door. “Oh,” she exclaimed, “I’m in someone's room.” She heard whistling down the hall coming toward the door and she dove under the bed just as the door flew open and a beautiful goddess girl came in and yelled, “Welcome Athena.” Minerva peeked out and the goddess exclaimed, “You’re shy,” she said,” Oh well, you’re my age, and I have been needing someone to be my friend, by the way my name is Aphrodite.”. She had said all of this very fast but by now Minerva had crawled back out from under the bed and finally she said,” Um, I’m not actually Athena, my name is Minerva.”. To her surprise, Aphrodite burst out laughing. “To tell you the truth, your father, Zeus, named you Athena but hid you with the mortals as Minerva.”.
Minerva’s eyes widened,” You mean my name is Athena?” she said, “Why are you here?” Aphrodite let out her big bubbly laugh again, “As the goddess girl of beauty, it is my job to get you a new look as a goddess,” she explained. Aphrodite looked her up and down from her hair to her sandals. “I’m thinking blue chitons, and gold sandals with blue gray eye shadow.” Athena backed up, “No makeup.” She did not want someone making her look like a doll. Aphrodite’s shoulder’s sagged,” Oh all right.” she huffed, “Let’s go shopping for your new clothes!”
At the store, they walked down aisle after aisle looking at all the merchandise. When they finally got to the chitons, they saw all of them color coded in every color of the rainbow, including colors that weren’t. Athena immediately thought of fashion loving Aspen. “If only Aspen was here.” she whispered.
Aphrodite looked at her curiously, “Who’s that?”
“My friend back on earth.” Athena answered sadly.
“Why don’t you invite her here.”
“How can I do that?”
“Well you call a magical wind tell it to go get your friend then send it off, it will come back with her riding on it.” Aphrodite answered casually, starting to look at the chitons. After, they left the store with a pile of fifteen blue chitons in various beautiful shades for Athena and five pink ones for Aphrodite (Aphrodite already had about one hundred). Athena Minerva called a magical wind and asked it to bring Aspen Jones to her. Exactly one minute later Aspen came hurtling down to the ground. She fell over and then slowly got to her feet looking around. She saw the two goddess girls and stared in awe as they smiled at her. “Welcome Aspen!” Athena exclaimed happily but Aspen was still mad at her. It showed in her eyes even though the awe was more powerful than that.
Aspen only said, “Oh, hi Minerva.”
Athena answered,” Actually, I just found out that my name is Athena.”
“Well I am still better than you whatever your name is.�
� Aspen smirked. “I am always better than you and if you’re a goddess, I am better than the gods.”
Aphrodite gasped,” How dare you,” she thundered, “No one is better than the gods.”.
Athena was stunned than Aspen was so mean. She simply called the wind back and gave her friend one last dirty look before Aspen was shot into the cream-colored clouds. Then she turned to her new best friend and walked away from Aspen forever.
Later, the council of the gods met and Athena and Aphrodite were allowed to watch. It was about Aspen. She was telling all the mortals on Earth that she had been to Mount Olympus and that she was better than the gods. One god named Ares violently suggested that they should put her in the underworld and let her die of grief but the others suggested something more peaceful. Finally, it was decided to turn her into something. The gods and goddesses were suggesting things like an ant so she could be stepped on or a pig so she would be ugly and no one would like her. Athena then did something both very brave and very, very dumb. She ran out into the middle of the gods and said, “Wait, she might deserve something bad, but she is a human being you know!”. After some staring, the gods kept discussing and they finally decided on a tree.
A few days later, Aspen was playing with some forest nymphs and she started to feel very heavy. She screamed as her skin started to harden and her arms multiplied and spread out farther. The transformation was complete. Where once stood a living, breathing human girl, now stood a really tall tree. Its bark was tan with white powder and it had little black rings on it. The only problem was it was so tall and skinny that it reached the very top of Mount Olympus. That meant mortals could climb up the tree and be on the mountain of the gods. To solve this, another meeting was held, and again Ares suggested the most violent way to handle the matter. And again, Athena was the one who came to the solution. They should multiply the tree into more trees that were smaller but identical to the first. This was so and then there were about one hundred leafless trees.
In the end, Athena now the goddess girl of wisdom, gave this tree a gift, beautiful yellow leaves. Now, there are Aspen trees all over where Colorado is today.
The End
The Colors
By: Katy Rouault
One bright happy day, Redgules, Blueshus, Orgelica, Yelladite, Greemter, Pinky, Purela were having a picnic in the park in the town of Colors.
“ Hey Redgules “,”” Pinky asked, “do you want to go play on the seesaw?”
“Oh yes, that would be fun “!” Redgules said.
Days passed, and soon the little town had not changed and had turned gloomy.
“Does Blueshus want to do anything ,” Yelladite asked Purela.
“Most likely no he can barely get out of bed,” answered Purela.
“ Oreglia the Queen needs to do something she can handle everything being gloomy, she needs to make something new!” said Yelladite.
People soon Began thinking of moving to a different and better town. There was boxes and trucks every where. Blueshus was moving to France with Yelladite.
“Hey Pinky are you ready to go,” asked Redgules
“ Just a few more boxes then I will be ready to go, I am I going to miss this place,” Pinky answered.
“Wait, before everyone goes, I decided to do what Yelladite said, and we made something new it is called the bumble bee or a swing!” said Queen Oreglia.
“Yeah,” everybody answered.
“This will be in the park and hopefully for now it will keep you from going anywhere but here,” Queen Oreglia said to the people.
“What is that,” Greemter pointed out.
“It look like a magical creature or a horse, wait but it is flying,” the queen said, “how about we call it a unicorn because it looks like horse with a horn on it, it is perfect. Oh how I just love it!”
The so called unicorn flew around for a few more days letting everyone admire it, but soon the town became gloomy again.
One day, the unicorn flew right across and something came out. It was not black or white like their town. They didn’t know what it was, but they sure did like it. They decided to call it “a color” named after the town.
Soon after that, it happened again, but it was a different color. This kept happening, and it finally stopped. The whole town was filled with colors.
“Now , I will choose a few people to name one of their favorite colors , Oreglia the Queen stated to the town.
“Regulus you are first go ahead and choose your favorite color,” announced Oreglia.
“Why thank you Mrs. Queen I want the bright and dark color and shall name it red,” Regulus said.
And then went Blushus and he named his color Blue. After that, was Oreglia then Yelladite with Orange and Yellow. Following them was Greemter, Pinky, and Purela, Green, Pink, and Purple.
“Come on everybody let's unpack our stuff and play in the Green grass,” Greemter said to everybody.
Everybody stayed and enjoyed the colors as they were stretching all over the town.
And everybody was happy and never stopped having fun..
Rainfall
By Grant Samuelson
In a small and unprivallged village where there seemed to be no hope, and everything was there had one foot in its grave, there lived a young man named liquid. He was small and thin but he was still very strong.
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