The Griffin Siblings Saga -Book 1- The First Encounter
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First of all, my name is Atlantis. Atlantis Griffin. But that comes later.
I am here to tell you the story about my life.
I will start from the beginning. When I was known as Atlantis Terrall.
There I was, at the entrance of my school. And what a surprise…late again.
Appleton middle school was a fairly big school. The first place that you walk into is a big hall that separates into two smaller halls, one for the office and one for the atrium that separates into even more halls. There is one hall for the fifth graders, one for the sixth graders, one for the seventh graders, and one for the eighth graders.
I dragged myself through the hall to the office to get my tardy slip. Wait no…let me rephrase that…my third tardy slip.
“Ah, Atlantis,” Mrs. Wilson said, “another tardy slip? If I were you, I would be very careful from now on not to get late again. If you have another one of these, you will have to go to detention.”
“I know that I need to, Mrs. Wilson, but even when I try my hardest not to be late, I still am!”
“Well, try setting up your alarm clock a bit earlier.” Mrs. Wilson replied as she handed me my tardy slip.
“I’ll do that.” I muttered and walked out the door.
I was so mad at my brother for doing that. Why couldn’t someone more responsible have the power to control time? Well, at least I could get back at him when I got home.
You see, me and my brother Jake are kind of…freaks. We have powers that are non-human.
Jake has the power to control time. He can slow it down, make it go faster, or stop it. He can even control it for certain people. That is why I have been late so often. He can also run super fast. His fastest has been one hundred and fifteen miles an hour!
My powers let me control the four elements of nature (water, fire, earth, and air) and I can hear really well, like really well. If you whispered something and were about ten feet from me, I could still hear you clear as day. You really should see me when I am at home. I do tons of things for entertainment, and chores with my powers.
For example, one thing I do to entertain myself while I am drinking water is that I put my hand over my glass and make a small sphere of water float up and into my mouth. I can do that with the help of two elements of nature. I used water and air. The water does the sphere part, and the air does the floating part.
Anyway, I walked down to the atrium and I took the seventh grade hallway. I walked down to my locker and quickly jammed my books into it. I slipped the books out that I needed.
I slowly walked to my first period classroom. My teacher was Mrs. Alphantanrum. No one likes to call her Mrs. Alphantanrum, though, it’s just too long. We all call her Mrs. A.
Well, I arrived and Mrs. A looked up from the social studies book that she was reading from to everybody.
Mrs. A is by far the cruelest teacher in the world. She makes you write our twenty-five vocabulary words ten times each! And if you think that’s bad, then get a load of this. She makes us finish ten page study guides every week. She will give you a four page one every Friday to complete over the weekend. And, she gives us a pop quiz basically every other day.
She stopped reading abruptly.
“Mrs. Terrall,” she said in her strong English accent, “you do understand that you have used up all of your warnings? If you have another tardy, then you will have detention.”
“I understand, Mrs. A.” I answered, now interested in the floor. I walked up to her and gave her my tardy slip.
“Ahem?” Mrs. A asked. She doesn’t like being called Mrs. A. She says that we should always say things out.
“I understand Mrs. Alphantanrum.”
“Much better.” She stated and went back to reading the social studies book after eyeing my hair that was piled and pinned into a bow…what? I like weird hairstyles.
I slid into my desk and opened my social studies book to the same page that everyone else was on. I looked at my friend Willow, shrugged, and made a sorry face.
She rolled her eyes at me and went back to the book. I did too.
After about three minutes of reading about World War II, a folded up paper plopped onto my desk. I looked over at Willow, and she nodded towards the note.
I looked back at it, looked to see if Mrs. A. was watching-she wasn’t-and opened it.
It looked like this:
Atlantis-
You better not be late next Friday! If you are, then I will be so mad at you! So just please try not to. I want you to be able to come to my house. If you have detention, then you will have to stay at school until 4:00pm!
-Willow
I wrote this back to her:
Alright, I’ll try my best. It’s just hard not to be late.
I tossed the note back to her and it was about to go the wrong way when I made a tiny breeze that blew it to Willow. No one noticed.
She read it then wrote back.
Why is it so hard?
She tossed it to me.
It’s complicated.
Back it went to Willow.
I guess I'll take that as an answer, just try not to.
This time it conked me in the head. I glared at her and she mouthed “sorry”.
Ok, now let’s stop writing notes before we get caught and get in trouble.
Willow nodded and stuffed the note into her pocket.
The rest of the day wasn’t so bad. I found out that I made a ninety-four on a science test, and a one hundred on a spelling test.
Then it was time to go. I always walk home...well...I pretend to walk.
I have been working on being able to float. I’m pretty good at it, but after going about twenty-five feet, I get pretty tired and I have to stop for another five minutes or so.
Well, I decided to wait until I was about twenty-five feet to my house and then floated right up to it.
And guess who was there waiting for me? Jake.
He must have run home using his super running skills.
I snapped my fingers and a small flame lit on my index finger.
“Jake, if you do that again and make me late, then I will throw this at you and not help you to put it out.” I threatened.
“Fine with me sis.” He shrugged.
Suddenly, all time stopped-for me at least-all I could do was stand still like a statue and I could still see, only because he wanted for me to be able to see. I saw as Jake went to the kitchen.
When he came back he had a full pitcher of water in his hands. I tried with all my might to make the water float out and into the sink, but it was useless. When Jake stops time just for you and you have powers, they stop working until you're free again. I stopped struggling and waited for Jake to pour the water onto me.
Now he was five feet from me.
Now he was four feet...three...two...one. "Splash!”
Jake poured the ice cold water all over me. I would have screamed if I could, but I couldn't.
Right then, he unfroze me and I could scream...so I did. I screamed at Jake for pouring the water on me, I screamed because the cold water stung my skin, and I also screamed because I knew that I would have to be the one to clean up the water because "I have the power to make it do what I want it to do so it will be easy for me."
They didn't know how tiring it was, though. Controlling fire, water, earth, and air wasn't a piece of cake.
I wasn't going to clean up the water just yet, though. First, I was going to get back at Jake for doing that to me. I was mad, and when someone who can control what I can control is mad at you, you better watch out.
I made the water that Jake had just poured on me float up into the air and then float behind Jake, who had just turned back around to finish setting up the table.
Then, I made the water silently float over Jake's head. I counted to myself "Three...Two...one!"
I stopped controlling the water and it splashed onto Jake's head.
He groaned and demanded that I take it off of him.
Right then, we heard Olivia walk through the door.
"Guy's, I'm home!" she exclaimed.
Olivia is our adopted mother. She is thirty-two, clearly too young to have a fifteen-year-old son and a thirteen-year-old daughter. She has a husband named Henry who is also thirty-two. They are the only ones who know the truth about me and Jake besides our dog Tito that Olivia bought me that I insisted on being the family’s dog…but obviously that doesn’t count.
Well, we heard her shout and got right onto cleaning the kitchen up and preparing it so that she could cook. I quickly made the water float up and into the sink. Then I used the air to blow here and there. I made it blow open the cabinets and made mini tornadoes that picked up four dishes.
Jake just had to do normal stuff, like taking the dishes from my tornadoes and place them on the table.
I then did the same thing with four water glasses, except, Jake didn’t take them from my tornadoes. I made them float towards the refrigerator and had fresh, purified water come out.
Then, I had my tornadoes float the glasses onto the table.
After that, I did my favorite chore, turning on the gas stove.
What I do is I snap my fingers and a flame appears on my index finger. I take a few steps back from the stove, then I throw the flame and it lands exactly where I wanted it on the stove.
Right now I was so panicked that Olivia would ask us we had been doing since we got home from school because we weren’t done preparing for her to cook dinner that I didn’t bother to show off my talent to Jake (which I usually do). I just spun around so that I was facing the stove, snapped, and threw. It landed perfectly.
We had just finished when Olivia walked in. “Well, hey you guys, did you have a good day at school?” she asked.
“I made two one hundreds.” Jake said proudly.
“And you Atlantis?” Olivia asked, now looking at me.
“I made a ninety-four and a one hundred.” I replied, “And I was tardy because of Jake.”
Olivia turned to Jake. “Jacob Terrall, why did you make Atlantis tardy?” she asked sternly.
“Oh, come on, I was just having a little fun!” Jake replied.
“Well, if I hear that Atlantis is late and I had sent her out the door at seven fifteen and the tardy bell is still at seven forty-five, then you will be grounded!” Olivia warned.
Jake looked at the floor.
“And I will fling this at you.” I said, snapping my fingers so that my index finger would light up. It didn’t.
I snapped again. It still didn’t light up. I looked up at Olivia, panicked. My nightmares had come true, my powers were going away!
You see, I have been having these dreams for the past couple of weeks and they all were about the same thing...my powers going away. I was terrified. I loved my powers so much and I didn’t want them to leave me. I was thinking that the dreams might have been showing what would really happen. And, unlike how I used to be, I now like being different.
“No!” I shouted, “No! NO! My powers can’t be gone! They can’t!”
“Calm down, Atlantis! Calm down!” Olivia shouted.
I felt dizzy. The world was spinning. My head was spinning.
I never over-react like this.
I felt myself collapse onto the cold, hard floor. I was passing out. I didn’t know what was happening to me! It felt like a thousand pounds were pushing me down!
I wasn’t panicking enough to make myself pass out! So why was I?!
Everything got darker, and I saw Jake staring at me, his mouth hanging open. That was all I saw before everything went black.
I am here to tell you the story about my life.
I will start from the beginning. When I was known as Atlantis Terrall.
There I was, at the entrance of my school. And what a surprise…late again.
Appleton middle school was a fairly big school. The first place that you walk into is a big hall that separates into two smaller halls, one for the office and one for the atrium that separates into even more halls. There is one hall for the fifth graders, one for the sixth graders, one for the seventh graders, and one for the eighth graders.
I dragged myself through the hall to the office to get my tardy slip. Wait no…let me rephrase that…my third tardy slip.
“Ah, Atlantis,” Mrs. Wilson said, “another tardy slip? If I were you, I would be very careful from now on not to get late again. If you have another one of these, you will have to go to detention.”
“I know that I need to, Mrs. Wilson, but even when I try my hardest not to be late, I still am!”
“Well, try setting up your alarm clock a bit earlier.” Mrs. Wilson replied as she handed me my tardy slip.
“I’ll do that.” I muttered and walked out the door.
I was so mad at my brother for doing that. Why couldn’t someone more responsible have the power to control time? Well, at least I could get back at him when I got home.
You see, me and my brother Jake are kind of…freaks. We have powers that are non-human.
Jake has the power to control time. He can slow it down, make it go faster, or stop it. He can even control it for certain people. That is why I have been late so often. He can also run super fast. His fastest has been one hundred and fifteen miles an hour!
My powers let me control the four elements of nature (water, fire, earth, and air) and I can hear really well, like really well. If you whispered something and were about ten feet from me, I could still hear you clear as day. You really should see me when I am at home. I do tons of things for entertainment, and chores with my powers.
For example, one thing I do to entertain myself while I am drinking water is that I put my hand over my glass and make a small sphere of water float up and into my mouth. I can do that with the help of two elements of nature. I used water and air. The water does the sphere part, and the air does the floating part.
Anyway, I walked down to the atrium and I took the seventh grade hallway. I walked down to my locker and quickly jammed my books into it. I slipped the books out that I needed.
I slowly walked to my first period classroom. My teacher was Mrs. Alphantanrum. No one likes to call her Mrs. Alphantanrum, though, it’s just too long. We all call her Mrs. A.
Well, I arrived and Mrs. A looked up from the social studies book that she was reading from to everybody.
Mrs. A is by far the cruelest teacher in the world. She makes you write our twenty-five vocabulary words ten times each! And if you think that’s bad, then get a load of this. She makes us finish ten page study guides every week. She will give you a four page one every Friday to complete over the weekend. And, she gives us a pop quiz basically every other day.
She stopped reading abruptly.
“Mrs. Terrall,” she said in her strong English accent, “you do understand that you have used up all of your warnings? If you have another tardy, then you will have detention.”
“I understand, Mrs. A.” I answered, now interested in the floor. I walked up to her and gave her my tardy slip.
“Ahem?” Mrs. A asked. She doesn’t like being called Mrs. A. She says that we should always say things out.
“I understand Mrs. Alphantanrum.”
“Much better.” She stated and went back to reading the social studies book after eyeing my hair that was piled and pinned into a bow…what? I like weird hairstyles.
I slid into my desk and opened my social studies book to the same page that everyone else was on. I looked at my friend Willow, shrugged, and made a sorry face.
She rolled her eyes at me and went back to the book. I did too.
After about three minutes of reading about World War II, a folded up paper plopped onto my desk. I looked over at Willow, and she nodded towards the note.
I looked back at it, looked to see if Mrs. A. was watching-she wasn’t-and opened it.
It looked like this:
Atlantis-
You better not be late next Friday! If you are, then I will be so mad at you! So just please try not to. I want you to be able to come to my house. If you have detention, then you will have to stay at school until 4:00pm!
-Willow
I wrote this back to her:
Alright, I’ll try my best. It’s just hard not to be late.
I tossed the note back to her and it was about to go the wrong way when I made a tiny breeze that blew it to Willow. No one noticed.
She read it then wrote back.
Why is it so hard?
She tossed it to me.
It’s complicated.
Back it went to Willow.
I guess I'll take that as an answer, just try not to.
This time it conked me in the head. I glared at her and she mouthed “sorry”.
Ok, now let’s stop writing notes before we get caught and get in trouble.
Willow nodded and stuffed the note into her pocket.
The rest of the day wasn’t so bad. I found out that I made a ninety-four on a science test, and a one hundred on a spelling test.
Then it was time to go. I always walk home...well...I pretend to walk.
I have been working on being able to float. I’m pretty good at it, but after going about twenty-five feet, I get pretty tired and I have to stop for another five minutes or so.
Well, I decided to wait until I was about twenty-five feet to my house and then floated right up to it.
And guess who was there waiting for me? Jake.
He must have run home using his super running skills.
I snapped my fingers and a small flame lit on my index finger.
“Jake, if you do that again and make me late, then I will throw this at you and not help you to put it out.” I threatened.
“Fine with me sis.” He shrugged.
Suddenly, all time stopped-for me at least-all I could do was stand still like a statue and I could still see, only because he wanted for me to be able to see. I saw as Jake went to the kitchen.
When he came back he had a full pitcher of water in his hands. I tried with all my might to make the water float out and into the sink, but it was useless. When Jake stops time just for you and you have powers, they stop working until you're free again. I stopped struggling and waited for Jake to pour the water onto me.
Now he was five feet from me.
Now he was four feet...three...two...one. "Splash!”
Jake poured the ice cold water all over me. I would have screamed if I could, but I couldn't.
Right then, he unfroze me and I could scream...so I did. I screamed at Jake for pouring the water on me, I screamed because the cold water stung my skin, and I also screamed because I knew that I would have to be the one to clean up the water because "I have the power to make it do what I want it to do so it will be easy for me."
They didn't know how tiring it was, though. Controlling fire, water, earth, and air wasn't a piece of cake.
I wasn't going to clean up the water just yet, though. First, I was going to get back at Jake for doing that to me. I was mad, and when someone who can control what I can control is mad at you, you better watch out.
I made the water that Jake had just poured on me float up into the air and then float behind Jake, who had just turned back around to finish setting up the table.
Then, I made the water silently float over Jake's head. I counted to myself "Three...Two...one!"
I stopped controlling the water and it splashed onto Jake's head.
He groaned and demanded that I take it off of him.
Right then, we heard Olivia walk through the door.
"Guy's, I'm home!" she exclaimed.
Olivia is our adopted mother. She is thirty-two, clearly too young to have a fifteen-year-old son and a thirteen-year-old daughter. She has a husband named Henry who is also thirty-two. They are the only ones who know the truth about me and Jake besides our dog Tito that Olivia bought me that I insisted on being the family’s dog…but obviously that doesn’t count.
Well, we heard her shout and got right onto cleaning the kitchen up and preparing it so that she could cook. I quickly made the water float up and into the sink. Then I used the air to blow here and there. I made it blow open the cabinets and made mini tornadoes that picked up four dishes.
Jake just had to do normal stuff, like taking the dishes from my tornadoes and place them on the table.
I then did the same thing with four water glasses, except, Jake didn’t take them from my tornadoes. I made them float towards the refrigerator and had fresh, purified water come out.
Then, I had my tornadoes float the glasses onto the table.
After that, I did my favorite chore, turning on the gas stove.
What I do is I snap my fingers and a flame appears on my index finger. I take a few steps back from the stove, then I throw the flame and it lands exactly where I wanted it on the stove.
Right now I was so panicked that Olivia would ask us we had been doing since we got home from school because we weren’t done preparing for her to cook dinner that I didn’t bother to show off my talent to Jake (which I usually do). I just spun around so that I was facing the stove, snapped, and threw. It landed perfectly.
We had just finished when Olivia walked in. “Well, hey you guys, did you have a good day at school?” she asked.
“I made two one hundreds.” Jake said proudly.
“And you Atlantis?” Olivia asked, now looking at me.
“I made a ninety-four and a one hundred.” I replied, “And I was tardy because of Jake.”
Olivia turned to Jake. “Jacob Terrall, why did you make Atlantis tardy?” she asked sternly.
“Oh, come on, I was just having a little fun!” Jake replied.
“Well, if I hear that Atlantis is late and I had sent her out the door at seven fifteen and the tardy bell is still at seven forty-five, then you will be grounded!” Olivia warned.
Jake looked at the floor.
“And I will fling this at you.” I said, snapping my fingers so that my index finger would light up. It didn’t.
I snapped again. It still didn’t light up. I looked up at Olivia, panicked. My nightmares had come true, my powers were going away!
You see, I have been having these dreams for the past couple of weeks and they all were about the same thing...my powers going away. I was terrified. I loved my powers so much and I didn’t want them to leave me. I was thinking that the dreams might have been showing what would really happen. And, unlike how I used to be, I now like being different.
“No!” I shouted, “No! NO! My powers can’t be gone! They can’t!”
“Calm down, Atlantis! Calm down!” Olivia shouted.
I felt dizzy. The world was spinning. My head was spinning.
I never over-react like this.
I felt myself collapse onto the cold, hard floor. I was passing out. I didn’t know what was happening to me! It felt like a thousand pounds were pushing me down!
I wasn’t panicking enough to make myself pass out! So why was I?!
Everything got darker, and I saw Jake staring at me, his mouth hanging open. That was all I saw before everything went black.
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Next chapter pleaseeee!!! This is sooo good!! :D
This is all that the preview is going to be. Read the intro, please :)
Omg keep going its so good! XD
This is all that the preview is going to be. Read the intro, please :)
When you get this published, tell me. Im going to be first in line to buy this amazing thing :)
Sure thing :)
But u have to buy it online...is that ok?
Yep :) will it be on amazon?
No...it will be an ebook that you read online...you will be able to buy it off of a website that I will make ONLY for my books
Oh I didn't realize it was an intro sorry! And I am buying that book! :)
Thank you!!!!! :D
Where can I buy it?
I will make a website that you can buy all my completed books at :)
Okay, cool!
Ugh...just realized that I accidentally named this "The GRINNIN Siblings" wow, Elena...EPIC FAIL...
the name is "The GRIFFIN Siblings"
Griffin
Haha...wow...
Elena
Please tell me when it's published!! It sounds really good!!! :D
I will send out a story thing when it is :)
Message me when it's done, it sounds AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I will send out a story thing when it is :)
Oh wow, very nice work. If you wouldn't mind, I'm getting my book published soon. It's called Scatter-Bit. There's another one thats a fanfiction for Modern Warfare 3 but its alittle inaproppriate.... Maybe you can read the preview for it once I get it on here. I'd also love to to see the next chapter!
This is all of the preview :)