Time Falls

Time Falls

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When time takes a turn by an evil elemental mage, who remains anonymous, its up to the sons and daughters of mother nature to stop this crisis. Will they succeed, or be sent back to the past, before time began?

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Introduction

Children play. Adults work. People live their natural lives...
The sky turns grey, lightning flashes, a little girl bounces a ball to her mother. This oddly replays back to where the girl first picked up the ball. A boy buys icecream and licks it. The icecream reappears in the icecream seller's hand. Time glitches.
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People all over the world are stunned. This was a crisis. Time kept on glitching.
Up in the Towers of the Universe...
Mother Nature sends her siblings, Mother Summer, Mother Winter, Mother Spring, And Mother
Fall to train her children, to protect the universe from this odd timerip. The four sibling seasons head to the Nursery Of Life.

15 Years of Pain later..
The 12 children are almost finished with their training. The universe is messed up, so the 12 must act fast.
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January Child: aSunflowerHeart
February Child: FallenWings
March Child: Nami L Chi
April Child:
May Child: Epicnukeguy
June Child: merthur
July Child:
August Child: ShatteredWings22
September Child:
October Child: Akionakamura
November Child:
December Child: Seabear21
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You must wear an attire that matches the color of the birthstone of your month.
You do not have to call them by their month names, so you can nickname your warrior.
Example "February to Febbie"
If you do not know your months birth stone, don't be lazy, look it up.
And also, make sure when you make a character someone hasn't reserved it. I hate it when people do that.
Reservations last 3 days.
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Character Portrait: February "Feb"

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"Come young warriors!" beamed Mother Nature. Feb ran to their Master. "Are we done with training?" panted Feb. They were all in the Woodlands. "Yes, done with it all.", "It ALL?", "Yes, you all are about to become full Warriors." Feb smiled. She always wanted to become one. She was the youngest of all her cousins and siblings, so she was always treated differently. Feb leaped onto Mother Nature, and hugged her tight. "Ok child, get your siblings, they seem to be in their training." Feb set off happily into the forest. "Oh guys!" screeched Feb. "You wouldn't believe what's going on today!"
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Character Portrait: February "Feb" Character Portrait: Alexandrite June Character Portrait: May

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Alex perked up when he heard Feb approaching again, bouncing a little in place. They were both the same age, some of the youngest of the children, which meant they had to stick together to show those older kids that they were just as great. Though it was hard for Alex, seeing how small he was. Unlike the others, he couldn't really fight that well himself. Honestly, he was a geek, and while he could wield some throwing knives.. those only lasted so long as were only for far away combat. He was the pipsqueak, small and fragile. Never let it bother him though, especially not when he could boss around a team of the worlds best scientists that would normally just scoff at any of his other siblings.

Currently he was hanging on his older "brother", May. "Yammie!" He squeaked, both of his arms wrapping around only one of the green haired boys. "Aren't you excited?" Even if he wasn't great in battle, his Yammie definitely was. Sometimes he wished that it could be him that protected him in battle, but usually they just left him with someone that was disposable. It made everything Alex did a lot more dangerous, and people worried, but without him his team would be in even more danger. If he had someone good at his side though, like Yammie, it would be better. "I can't wait to see where we're going." He whispered, trying to stand on his tip toes to whisper in his older brothers ear.

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Character Portrait: February "Feb" Character Portrait: Alexandrite June Character Portrait: May

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"I can't wait to see where we're going." Said June. May was in the middle of a nap, until June woke him up by hugging him. "H-Huh?! Oh! June! Uh.. I was tired...uhm I didn't mean to take a nap..." May looked embarrassed, and disoriented. "But what do you mean about going anywhere? Are you leaving?" All that May knew was that Feb was just running around shouting something, but from as far as he was, it was hopeless to hear her out. "Also, Alex, did you hear what Feb was saying? I couldn't hear her from here. But she probably really was excited. She was running as fast as a hyena!" May shrugged.

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Character Portrait: February "Feb" Character Portrait: Alexandrite June Character Portrait: May

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June didn't hesitate to climb into bed with his older brother, most of his siblings knew he wasn't very good with the whole personal space thing. Shrugging, he kept his hold on May's arm, giving a cheeky grin. "Yes I'm leaving, we're all leaving!" He said happily, having heard some of the conversation before he had run off to find Yammie. Feb's yelling though, confirmed it all. "I think we're going to be training to be full warriors," Alex whispered secretly, giggling to himself. "But I don't know for sure. We should get our things, yeah?" Reluctantly he began to pull away, looking over in the direction of his own bed and trunk.

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Character Portrait: February "Feb" Character Portrait: Alexandrite June Character Portrait: May

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May gasped. "Really? Real warriors?!" The green haired boy was very excited. He could impress Mother Spring, or even Mother Nature too! "After all this time, we're becoming true fighters!" May knew Alex's fighting ability wasn't the best, but they were homies, and homies don't let each other down. May started to get more comfortable in bed. the pillows were soft. But something tensed the teen. Something... wrong. Suddenly, May went into deep thought. "Alex, why is Mother Nature making us become full warriors? Why have our mothers been training us to fight? We will have to fight something, but what? It can't be a time rip, because it isn't something we can hit, right?" Had all of this training been to kill, or to defend themselves?

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Character Portrait: Alexandrite June Character Portrait: May

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Alex felt his brother tense, which caused him to do the same. After hearing him voice his concerns, he gently settled back down next to May, curling up beside him much like he used to do to everyone else when he was a little boy. He swore he hadn't slept in his own bed until he was at least ten, not alone. He wouldn't, refused, something about it was too scary. Even some nights now, when someone would let him, he crawled into bed with him. Since his accident, the amnesia, he just didn't feel safe. And no one else cared about that, not really. "I.. I don't know Yammie." He murmured, reaching down to intertwine their fingers, feeling safe with his brother, like he always did. "But we gotta, you know. Because it's our job. I know I'm not a good fighter, but without me, you guys would be in so much more danger. Even with a third-rate fighter protecting me, I'd still run out there every time to help you guys however I could." Shrugging lightly, he sniffled, cheeks damp- he didn't even know he'd been crying. "And I guess that's why, because we're all like that in some way, and that's what makes us spectacular. If anyone has a chance at fighting whatever it is, it's us."

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Character Portrait: February "Feb" Character Portrait: Alexandrite June Character Portrait: October Character Portrait: E. March Character Portrait: Jason December Character Portrait: January Character Portrait: May

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All the teens bow down to Mother Nature and the Mothers of Seasons. The Mothers stand in a pattern on the balcony of the tree fort. "You all must be excited." murmured Mother Nature. You could hear a lot of excited noise from the teens. "Today I will pick, who will stay for training, and who will become warriors!" she boomed.

Feb held her breath, she was the youngest, and caused a lot of chaos, she was worried she would be held back. "The 1st one on the warrior team... is May!" she glanced at the audience, and then back at her list. "The second warrior, is March! The 3rd is October! The 5th is Jason December! The 6th is January! The 7th Is Alex!" "Are there any more?" whispered Feb. "I have not picked my 8th yet because this is a tough decision." she murmured. She whispered with the Seasons. "We elect.. Feb!" Feb squealed like any excited 15 year old girl would. "The children, November, April, and July have to stay back and help prepare you guys." boomed Mother Nature.

Feb was sooooo excited. She gripped her Katana. "Follow your Mothers, they will lead you to your rooms to pack up, pack as little as possible!" Feb followed Mother Winter, walking next to her older brother and sister. Mother Winter dropped them off at their rooms. Feb dashed in. "I will miss this place.." she thought. Feb started packing her clothes. Then she packed her special stuffed rabbit she got as a little girl. Feb filled up her suitcase, having to drag it. She heaved it to Mother Winter. "Why is it so heavy, what did you pack?" she questioned. Feb opened her suitcase. There gleamed her pink flaming motorcycle. "You cant bring that." "WHY?" "Because, how are you going to carry it around all your life?" "Wont we get our own rooms? " "Not for 20 years, literally." "What if I rode it?" "Were teleporting to Earth." Feb fought the urge to punch something. She was frustrated. she gasped, "Ok." Feb and Mother Winter waited for her siblings to finish packing.

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Character Portrait: February "Feb" Character Portrait: Jason December

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Decem was lurking near the back of the crowd, listening to the announcement. It was about time they were going to finally get started with this little endeavor. Decem wasn't one to be impatient, but this was an exception. When his name was called, he couldn't help but grin slightly, a very rare sight to see from him. He followed his siblings and Mother Winter off to their rooms, noticing that his sister, Feb, appeared to be ready to take off like a rocket. Her temper better not get her killed during this, he thought to himself.

Decem headed into his room. He kept it perpetually dark, by his own preference, never letting any light in from anywhere. He backed a single large backpack, filling it with all of his essentials, such as extra arrows and arrow making supplies, his jars of ice oil, which cooled his weapons to the temperature of dry ice, clothes, and the like. He brought nothing sentimental, as he didn't have any such memories left aside from those of his weapons. Truth be told, if there was one thing that Decem truly feared, it was that the time rip might cause him to be completely erased from existence. That was why he was anxious to stop it.

Finishing his packing, Decem sheathed Night's Edge with a flourish, and hooked on Frostbite and his arrows. He promptly vanished into the shadows around him, and traveled them out the door and into the hallway. Noticing that Feb had finished and was waiting with Mother Winter for January, Decem said, from seemingly everywhere and nowhere at once, "So, we are finally getting this started, are we?" Realizing he was still in the shadows, he added, "Oh, right. You can't see me. One moment." He reappeared where he was in the shadows, which was right next to Feb. Instantly realizing his mistake, he faded back into the shadows, and went to the other side of the hallway to reappear. He said calmly, "Don't even try. You know as well as I do that you have never hit me once, and you never will." Glancing at Mother Winter, he asked, "Mother Winter, pardon my question, but why are we heading out now? Unless the situation has changed somehow, we still have no idea how to fix time yet."

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Character Portrait: February "Feb" Character Portrait: Jason December

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"You don't just fix time." said Mother Winter. "Time has to be stopped, then reversed. It then would be broken again, so we would have to find the source of the trouble. Then this source would be token down and time would be fixed." she stated. Feb pulled out her Katana. "Ill kick the guys butt who did this!" yelled Feb. "Settle down Feb." hissed Mother Winter. Feb dashed to the window. "I will miss this place." she cooed. Feb chirped the beautiful mate call of a bird. Humming birds flew down. "Hello children." she chirped, petting the birds.

"Feb, this isn't the time to play with birds." said Mother Winter. "Well, were waiting for that slowpoke January. She is probably packing a motorcycle!" "You did that Feb." "Oh, wait." face-palmed Feb. "Anyways, lets get this show on the road!" Mother Winter grabbed Feb's arm as she tried to bolt away. "Stay here, your brother is acting 10 times better then you. "He is your pet." "No, he is not, he is just mature." "You're saying IM NOT mature?" "Well, you have a high temper." "A HIGH TEMPER?!" Feb snorted. She punched a hole in the wall. Then she gasped. "Sorry Mom!" she apologized. "I guess I am not mature.." Feb sat on the ground staring at the floor.

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Character Portrait: February "Feb" Character Portrait: Jason December Character Portrait: January

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This was it. Ah, she could feel the aura of the moment echoing throughout her very soul. Four… Five… Six… The list was already halfway through the months of the year. January's pale brows furrowed up in confusion. Did she not make it? Was she going to stay in training for a longer amount of time? Was she not good enough? Before she could complete her negative her name was called. Oh... Ohh. January could feel a small, proud smile plaster itself onto her face as she nodded in gratitude to Mother Nature.



Before she could truly savor the moment, she and her other siblings where escorted to their rooms by their mothers. January shyly walked behind her mother. She could hear the excited steps of her younger sister and feel the ominous steps of her brother. She looked up from the floor abruptly when she couldn't hear the chirps of her sister nor feel the ominous air of her brother. Mother Winter smiled politely at January and gestured toward the door of her bedroom. It wasn't long before what she was doing in front of her room came back to her. "Oh. Sorry mom. Um... Dazed off, I guess." Jan concluded. Her mother only returned a small smile. Before her mother could open her mouth to reassure her daughter, Janaury quickly ducked into her room and slammed the door. Yes, very out of character indeed. This was all happening so fast. It was only what, a few minutes ago, that she had been chosen to aid/save the world and now they were expected to suddenly pack up and leave? No parties, celebrations, ceremonies? None at all? Her mouth twisted into a pout as she brought down her possessions and cleverly placed them inside her luggage. This way, she could also pack up her 'special' things as well too. For example, her adored ornate brush, her favorite red sash(yes, January is quite the female), and her favorite collection of short stories, Dubliners by James Joyce. Jan had completed her packing.

She wasn't about to leave without another word right away though. She sat down onto the soft mattress and gently caressed the light blue sheets. Ah, she was sure she was going to cry over her room as soon as she would leave the premises."You big baby...", she softly scolded to herself. January patted the bed before she stood up and began striding towards the door. She could hear hear sister's shouts and chirps from outside her door. Irritating was the only word she could think of to describe it. "Well, were waiting for that slowpoke January. She is probably packing a motorcycle!" Feb you big exaggerator. Jan could feel a small vein on her forehead tighten with annoyance. Before taking one last glance around her room, January opened the door and headed out of her room, her crimson luggage being dragged out behind her. For some reason, the opening of her bedroom door held so much feeling at that moment. January just couldn't put her finger on it and mentally shrugged. She guided her luggage on wheels towards the small group of individuals that she called her family. She spotted February's familiar pink hair and December's jet black hair as she neared them. She silently crept up behind her younger sister, smiling and nodding politely in December's and Mother Winters direction, before her smile froze in place. "I didn't pack a motorcycle, February. And yes, if you want someone to clarify your guessing, you are certainly not mature." Ha. That should scare the younger girl. She quickly stepped to the side and scooted towards her mother's side if February might think of whirling around and seizing January right away. Now was not the time to fight. It was tempting. But no, thank you.

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Feb growled. "Lets go!" cooed Mother Winter. The 3 Winter babies strolled to the entrance. "We will meet your cousins on earth. Now is the time to leave." She snapped. A magic aurora ball floated above her palm. "Earth!" she shouted. White strobe flashed, the 4 were now on Earth. They teleported on a small, fair hill, next to a forest. Feb was amazed. "Earth smells so nice!" she complimented. Feb strolled. "Follow me!" cooed Mother Winter. She walked straight into a tree. Literally. Feb was amazed. Where did Mom go? Feb saw Mother signal them in to do the same. Feb gulped and walked straight into the tree. She opened her eyes. She was in some kind of fortress. "Here is the lookout tower. We all meet here and discuss plans." said Mother Winter.

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