An unrhythmic poem, silly as it may seem, but it proves what is true. Time is a journey into finding who you really are.

This is a poem book for when you wanna read poems pls give it a chance

This is a story based on an ancient Egyptian New Kingdom love poem. It is very saucy. Read at your own risk.

Raven Williams is not only a twin and only daughter in her family she is also the youngest. when Raven starts acting funny her mother notices and takes her to the hospital to find out....
The news takes a turn for the worst and all Raven can do is question her self. Will Raven be able to pull herself together? what will happen? what is this news

when your caught in between, a truth and a lie. its hard to tell. however what if the truth was the one hardest to hear and the lie was the loudest of them all.
my name is Amelia. I'm not loud, I'm quiet. I'm not myself unless I with people who can actually understand me.
I have a large family but to me I'm just an outsider looking in. I'm a middle child if that doesn't say anything.
let's just say this is my story. instead of the lie being everyone else, it's my own truth

Raven has always been opposed to the traditions of their crime organization, which made him lost his interest on becoming the next head of the faction. Upon meeting his end in an ambush, Raven was reincarnated as the third son of a peasant couple. Poverty stricken and abused by lords, Raven began doing minor crimes. There, he realized a world of swords and magic, in its dark age, is a perfect place to found a new crime organization.

From being a peasant thief to becoming the most feared warlord, Raven lead the largest crime organization to have existed in the world of Altyria. He was then nicknamed as Raven the Great.

I wrote all of my poems and there are more to come. 
     The first poem is about a girl that is confused and questioning random things about life. 
     The second poem is about a relationship about a girl feeling like she is doing something wrong in the relationships and how she feels about how she caught her boyfriend cheating on her out of pain.

Raven was not in the least bit having a fun day. It started out with Knightblade giving him a panic attack, then the two yellow types making fun of him, and now the entire class's lives are in his hands. The adrenaline is what's keeping him from crying but trust me, he definitely is once he has time to.

So far he's come close to accidentally miscasting a spell like everytime he has to cast one. But thankfully, there haven't been any casualties.

Yet.

I'm just kidding.

Maybe.


The red fight is over and Raven has to treat yet another burn victim. However, this time the girl would definitely die if Raven messed up. Raven is frantically moving his fingers to find the right spell to save her life. His sweat from his forehead dropping into his eyes and his hands soggy. He can't use the spell he used for the previous victims because it is not strong enough for a situation with the victim's body completely covered in burn. The victim doesn't have a strand of hair left or even eyelids. It is quite disturbing to look at and scary.

Raven finally finds a good spell and gets to work.

"Do you need any help, kid?"

Raven looks over to see the coach.

"Get me grass and a water type."

The coach nods and not even a minute later comes back with a handful of grass and Knightblade.

"I heard I get to serve you." Blade says with a grin.

"We don't have time for that." Raven says a bit snarky. "See the grass Coach is holding make it wet along with this girl's body, leave the rest to me." Raven is speaking so fast it is barely audible.

Rave watches as Blade follows his instructions. Coach opens her first allowing Blade to pour some water into it. Blade takes the grass out of her hand and mixes some more water into it. Drops hit the grown and run down blade arms leaving their sweater sleeves a little wet. They then hand it to Raven. Blade steps towards the victim as Raven searches to figure out what their facial expression means. It doesn't have a hint of fear or disgust leaving Raven flabbergasted. How could someone not be scared in a situation like this? Aren't they scared they're going to mess up? Blade bends down and puts their hands over the girl's body, careful not to accidentally touch her. Water falls out of their hands covering the body. The girl let's put a soft but scared moan that panged Raven with fear that she would die any second.

Quickly, Raven takes the handful of grass and sprinkles it over the girls body letting every piece fall gracefully but quickly. Once, it's all sprinkled over her Raven closes his eyes and focuses all his will on the girl and his spell. He starts chanting in a language only he knows and words that only have meaning to him. He chants his chant free times in a row and then opens his eyes with a sigh.

He looks at the girl. Nothing happens for a second making Raven's heart beat faster than light but then there is something. A white light shines from the girl as all her skin melts back. She grows back her eyelids and her hair, everything but her clothes that coach rushes to get and Raven and knightblade avert their eyes.

"Good job Raven, I was scared she was going to die. You're a good doctor, man." Blade says this with hands over his eyes.

Was Raven good at this?

Raven did not really think that. Sure, Raven was a good spell caster but this was the first time he worked on humans. Back at home he only helped little animals in the woods. This entire time Raven was holding back vomit and it was only the first match. 

"Thank you." Was all Raven could get out. Blade gave him a small nod in return.


The orange match came which was filled with gore and animals getting fucked up. Raven was used to animals getting hurt but still he wished they would stay animals when they came to him, maybe it would take away some nerves. This entire time Ravens body was shaking. The red girl gave him a small "Thank You." as she ran to the coach who had her clothes. She looked to be on the verge of tears but who wouldn't, she almost died.

The orange fight was not nearly as bad as the red but far more loud. Wolves howled and their beard grawloded. Raven felt like he was working at an illegal animal fighting arena. However, nowadays those were all shut down because of orange types pretending to be big dogs or whatever other animal people used to get a kick out of.

The winner was a big guy who had a twelve pack because he had to be extra. He looked like a Chad. Was probably named Chad, Raven would bet you ten bucks on that. Chad came out to Raven after the match, shirtless because he had to be extra, and asked him to heal a small scratch on his face. "I would but I need to save up my energy, I'm sorry." Raven replied. Chad scoffed and walked away with "I thought you were a healer." which reinforced Raven betting ten bucks his name was Chad.


Then the yellow fight came. Raven bent his neck to look for the twins. They were just walking out to the arena. Kat had a smug look on her face but Malvin looked decently scared. Side note, Kate absolutely petrified Raven but he still wanted either her or Malvin to win because Raven kinda wanted to be friends with them.

In the arena there were around six, maybe seven yellow types. Raven could not tell all the commotion. People were screaming or waiting patiently for the match to start. Raven's hands were busy flickering the pages of his book around. Sweat droplets would fall onto the pages and disappear idmetitly after. That's just the magic the book had, it was impossible to tear or bark. Raven has tried to rip it apart before but failed.

Coach brought the megaphone up to her lips, "The match will start in... three seconds."

"One"

Kat got into her stance.

"Two"

Marvin got into his.

"THREE!"

Yellow lighting got thrown everywhere. It was almost impossible to see anything. All you could see was faint figures.

Raven's eyes strained to see one of the twins but failed. He grunted and waited for a patient to be carried to him by coach. She had her work cut out for her. 

Raven saw a silhouette for a girl that fit Kat's profile. Her hair was falling in her face.

That has got to be Kat.

She jumped up and ran across the stands and jumped down onto another silhouettes shoulders and brought her hands to their head. The silhouette fell and Kat jumped back up and disappeared into the light onces again. She's pretty dang good and knew the element of surprise. Raven wondered what Marvin was doing.

Some people may think Raven would wish to join in on the fighting but he did not. Raven likes to help people in a different way. He loves to heal the wounded and gets plenty of joy from that. Purple types books always line up to the users values and Raven is no expedition.


Coach sprinted to the fallen victim and carried them over to Raven. It was Marvin. His hair had fallen on his face and his forehead was red. His eyes were closed and he was unconscious. Raven peeled up his eyelids to reveal glossy eyes. He had a fever and his brain was fried. Raven knew the perfect spell for this.


Split flashback time.


One day Raven's parents brought him to the park. It was a while since he last visited and was around the age of eight. Raven was throwing a ball back and forth with his mother as his father sat on a bench doing a bible study. Raven accidentally chucked it into the woods and told his mother to stay back, as he would retrieve the ball.

Raven wandered into the forest trying to find the ball when he heard some teenagers yelling. 

"Bro, you wouldn't dare."

"Oh yeah, I would."

A sound of a teaser went off.

"You actually did it..."

"Yeah, see! I ain't no pussy. Now we should go before someone finds it."

"Yeah"

Sounds of footsteps vanished and Ravens eight year old brain thought it was a great idea to go and see what happened.

It took awhile but Raven managed to find where they were at. Raven heard some moans and looked down. A tiny rabbit laid motionless, Raven screamed horrified. It was white and about a little bigger than the Raven's hands. Raven had never used magic before but he knew that he could. Just his parents never let him. But, in that moment, Raven knew he had to help that rabbit. It was his duty.

Raven scooped it up and put it in the inside of his pocket. It was barely breathing and hot, Raven somehow knew it's brain was fried. He walked back to his parents, forgetting about the ball. He told his mom he tripped and hit his head. And that he wanted to go home. His parents got in the car and headed home.


Once Raven got home he headed to his room. He got out a shoebox and put the little bunny in it. His heart was pumping with adrenaline and his brain trying to figure out what to do. He needed his spellbook. He knew he had one but he did not know where it was or what he would do when he found it. He really needs it. 

Next thing he knew it was in his hands.

How?

He didn't know but he jumped with glee.

"Everything good up there!?"his mother shouted from downstairs.

Ravens' hearts sank. He needed to be more careful. "Yes, everythings good!", was his response.

Raven opened his book but the issue was that he didn't know what he was doing and couldn't read half of the words. He set down on his bed with his book in his hand determined to figure out a way to help his patient. And that my friends, was what he was going to do.

He closed to book and put his hand on top of it. He didn't understand what he was doing but it felt like he was doing the right thing. He closed his eyes and thought, help me find something to help this bunny, please.

Then he opened the book and flipped to a random page. The first spell his eye landed on was the spell he needed. Thankfully, he knew what he needed to do.

He walked over to the rabbit and put his hand on top of its head and said a verse to a poem that only meant anything to him. After he did that he lifted up his hand. The rabbit's eyes opened and slowly but surely it stood up. It lifted its head towards Raven and gave him a little nod that to Raven meant: Thank you.


That was Raven's first spell. That day was when Raven found his drive, he found his purpose. And that is to help the wounded. Ever since that he helped injured animals in his woods. It's what gave his life meaning.


End of flashback.


Raven looked down at Marvin and placed his hand on Marvin's forehead. He whispered the little poem that would not make any sense to anyone but Raven himself. Raven closed his eyes and when he opened them they met yellow ones.

"What happened?" Marvin said in a whisper.

"Your sister-um, kinda fried your brain." Raven swallowed.

"Of course she did, she always targets me."


The fight between the yellows ended with a bang. It was Kat against a guy with a scar across his lip. Raven will refer to them as scar dude. Kat and scar dude had a straining competition for a solid three minutes. The only reason they stopped was because the coach shouted: "Will you hurry up, we still have five of these to get thrown!" That's when the scared dude attacked Kat who was still looking at the coach. He sent a bolt of electricity at Kat that electrocuted her, leaving her helpless. She tried to attack back but she couldn't think straight due to the pain. She couldn't do anything. Scar dude kept it going until she was unconscious.

Once she arrived at Raven he could tell that her whole body was fried with some burns. He healed her up and once she awoke. She was really pissed.

"That was cheap! I was looking at the coach and he didn't wait for me to be ready! That could have been fun! We could have had a fair fight! But NOOO! He had to play dirty! Asshole..."

That's all she went on about util Marvin came and grabbed her by the arm leading her to the stands.

Raven was getting nervous already , but he was growing more tense. He was running low on energy but they weren't even half way yet. He might pass out on the spot.


The green fight happened which made the whole place smell like dirt. No major injuries happened which made Raven happy.


Then the blur fight came which Knightblade will partake in.


In all there were about eight blue types. Raven studied Blade, he did not look nervous at all. Not even a single hint of fear. Coach counted up to three.

"One"
Blade didn't move; he stood still with her arms crossed with his blangs flowing in the wind.

"Two"

No movement.

"THREE!"
Here is where a movement happened.

Blade shifted his hand and in an instinct, everyone in the arena besides him was in an ice cube. They had no time to think or do anything about it. Blade was just stronger and his timing was impeccable.

"Did I win?" Blade asked.

The entire stadium was silent. Everyone was in shock.

How did he do that?
Was what everyone was thinking.

It took a moment but Coach responded, "Yeah... you won."
"Yay, now get a red type to unfreeze them please."
"Y-Yeah I will..." Coaches voice wasn't as strong and mighty as it used to be.

Blade walked back up to the bleachers and set down. Everyone's eyes were on him but he pretended not to notice. 
Who was this guy? Was the only thing Raven could think.

What if the world had a malfunction? Some people are now born with special abilities that make the world a very different and dangerous place. So the government came up with an idea to send the malfunctions to a school that will train them and set up a life plan for them. If they do not follow the life plan they will be killed. How will this turn out?

"Bright are the stars that shine, Dark is the sky, I know this love of mine, Will never die, Like I've died... Oh, Raven excuse me, those aren't the lyrics sorry about that," Johnny the skeletal bard chuckled and scratched the back of his neck.
"It's alright, Johnny, don't worry about it, you've been playing great," I said.
Johnny tipped his hat, "Thank you, Marla. Allow me to continue."
"Actually that's alright, I think it's time Marla and I head out," Raven looked me in the eye. "It's 8pm, I'd be happy to walk you home, or, if you'd like to come over my house and meet my parents, you'd be-"
"Yeah, I would love that," I beamed and stared.
Our lips were inches away from connecting.
"Sounds great, Johnny, you can head home now," Raven said, rotating his head away.
"As you wish, thank you for listening," Johnny bowed, stood perfectly still and sank into the earth in front of the fountain like going down an elevator.
"Raven this whole evening feels like a dream," I said.
"A good or bad dream?" his lip curled up.
"A good one."
"Come on, let's head out of here," Raven took my hand and lifted me up from the grass. We dusted ourselves off and sauntered towards the exit.
"Calling it a night already?' a punk kid's voice hissed.
Two tall figures emerged from the woods. A scrawny sunken cheeked kid and another who was quite muscular.
"Z-Z-Zonn, L-Lyzo? What are you guys doing here?" Raven pulled me behind him.
"Just hanging out, came to enjoy the little show you put on," Lyzo, the thinner kid sneered.
"Y-you guys s-saw th-"
"Yup. Saw the whole thing, Rave-y Jones. We were quite surprised you conjured up some hollows," Zonn cackled. "I thought you were a mage? Too good for us, are ya?"
"Please, I don't want any trouble, and please don't tell anyone!" Raven quaked.
"Just take your punishment and we'll forget the whole thing ever happened," Lyzo sneered.
"Please, I didn't hurt anyone, we're on our way out. I'll take my punishment back at Fyra, let me take her home, she's a vem, she hasn't done anything wrong!"
Lyzo snickered with a pig-squeal snort. "How about this, Rave', we'll give you a running start. 5...4..."
Raven sprinted at the exit, clutching onto my hand, holding on for dear life. I was expecting to see flashes of something come from behind us but they stopped counting at '1' and nothing happened.
I was running out of breath, but escaped. We were back outside the black pointed gates.
"I'm so sorry, usually no one from the other side comes to the fountain until midnight. I thought we'd have more time."
"Raven!" I blurted, still trying to catch my breath. "What the hell was that all about?"
"I can explain. Let's walk and talk though, we should really head to my house in case they follow us, but they shouldn't," he scoffed. "Can't believe they said... hollows," Raven shook his head. "It's a derogatory term for skeletons."
"I'm sorry that happened," I frowned.
"I'm sorry you had to deal with that," Raven hung his head.
We wandered away from the gated park, towards the graveyard which was on the edge of town where the farmlands started popping up.
"Fyra is the magical land where my people come from. It's kept a secret to this world. My demonstrations of necromancy in front of you were technically illegal but, I-don't-know, you just seem, special. We've been friends for a while now and I just know I can trust you," Raven said.
"Raven, I trust you too," I said. "Your secret is safe with me."
"Fyra is where I go every summer. On Baton Lake I get on a boat that takes me out to sea, and with the right incantation a brilliant green flame blazes on the horizon. You sail through the fire and you appear in the land of Fyra, hence 'the other side of the fire' in a lot of the spells."
I nodded. We strolled past the large town graveyard up to an empty plot of land next to it.
"We're here!" Raven smiled.
"You live in a field?" I chuckled.
"Kind of," he scanned the area to make sure no one was looking, then focused on the vast space. "Here's my home and here's my poem, the place where I always retire, hidden by the other side of the fire."
A three-story white brick house with black Gothic accents appeared in front of us. It reminded me of a castle with its towering turret and tall windows.
Raven jogged up the steps and spun around. "Come on!" he beckoned for me, even though I was rooted to the ground. "You gotta meet my parents, I think you'll get a kick out of them."
I nodded and followed Raven as if I was hypnotized, but there was nothing more I wanted than to dive deeper.
Inside the house the walls were festooned with skeletal art and jars of different colors containing parts of things in organized shelves.
From the living room on the left I heard a French song fill the air with two people singing: "Aux Champs-Elysées, aux Champs-Elysées Au soleil, sous la pluie, à midi ou à minuit Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux Champs-Elysées"
"Mom, Dad! Could you turn that down? There's someone I'd like for you to meet!" Raven facepalmed himself and turned to me. "Sorry, they can be so embarrassing sometimes."
"Nothing to be embarrassed about," I shrugged.
"Come on in here, Raven!" his dad called out.
The music stopped and he led me in the living room where his mom and dad were in the middle of the wide open floor, hand in hand, dancing. They looked like normal people, just paler than the average person.
They spun to face us and the color (what little they had) drained from both of their faces.
"Raven!" his mom yelped. "You brought company?"
"Yeah you didn't hear me because you were blasting your music like a bunch of savage teens," Raven eye-rolled. "Anyways, this is Marla, I wanted you two to meet her."
"Nice to meet you, I love your house," I smiled.
Their jaws were dangling. "Raven, can I have a word with you? In the other room? ...Now?" his dad said.

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