0016: The Alicorn - Arianna Griffith
An owl-Sue. No, really.
TITLE: The Alicorn
PERPETRATOR: Alicorn
SUE-O-METER: (how bad is it?)
WRITING:
SUEAGE:
WRONGNESS:
FULL NAME: Arianna Griffith, AKA Alicorn
SPECIES: Witch turned into an owl
HAIR: Liquid darkness flowed raggedly about her shoulders, and her face was framed by her bangs and two locks of hair, all crystalline white.
EYES: Her most unique feature, though, was her eyes. They flashed as she looked around, twisting and turning her head. Those eyes were different from any others known to Muggles. They flashed silver, or gold, whenever she spoke. However, they mostly stayed green. Those verdant pools were too mature for an eleven year old face. They were what made people stare.
MARKINGS: None mentioned
POSESSIONS: None mentioned
ORIGIN: A Canadian... hooray! My first Canada-Sue. It's a bit unclear so far, but she seems to be Voldemort's bastard daughter. Naturally.
CONNECTIONS TO CANON: Dumbledor's great great grand-niece or something.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: "Were-kyn shifter extraordinaire." This seems to mean she can turn into all kinds of animals. Currently she's stuck as a snowy owl. Unfortunately, she's still annoying.
NOTES: I shit you not about the descriptions. They're exact quotes.
SAMPLE:
Author's Note: Okay, this is THE STORY that I had in mind when I created the account. The other previous ones were just warmup.
This is basically about a main characteress and her adventure. I'm using any and all of the characters that I love, and no one can stop me. That is, no one except for flamers. (heh heh)
Note: *thoughts*
Disclaimer: Nothing of J.K. Rowling's is mine.
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Prologue
*where am I
*Actually more like WHO am I?
A name suddenly popped into her head.
*Alicorn. That's my name. Where am I going?*
Dumbledore. If anything, she must go to Dumbledore.
She remembered something about important matters.
She had made up her mind. She HAD to get to ... Hogwarts. That was it.
She had to get to Albus Dumbledore at Hogwarts.
Then, the snowy owl that had been sprawled on the ground shook itself, and winged up, into the sky.
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Chapter 1
Albus Dumbledore was enjoying a relaxing summer evening. He was sitting in front of the window, watching the stars, pondering.
He had been promoted to the office of the headmaster, from his position as a transfiguration teacher exactly 50 years ago.
So many years had passed. So many lives had been lost. Even more had been changed.
He thought back to young Harry Potter, who had been given to his relatives about a year ago.
He thought about young Neville Longbottom, who had lost his parents.
He thought to young Sirius Black, who had been sent to Azkaban for murdering Lily and James.
So many lives.
There were, however, lives that had been saved.
Severus Snape, his silent Potions Master, once a Death Eater, now turned back to the Light.
Melissa Bones, the cunning charms master, who had tired to keep them a step ahead of the lackeys of Voldemort.
Auror Moody, the brave man who had captured dark wizards, and, in doing so, lost so much of himself.
Arabella Figg, who had sworn to watch and protect 'The Boy Who Lived' with her life, in place of Sirius.
So many lives.
The balance had gone crazy, and over the past few years, he had found more excitement than in the previous hundred.
His intelligence services had helped him so much through those dark years.
He looked to the pictures that he kept on his mantle.
Only one had not returned to him.
Arianna Griffith.
Spirit-sister to Hailey Equinne, through a bond deeper than any blood could have created.
Cousin to the 'Scarlet Vixen', self-proclamed alpha-female of half the were-packs in the Himalayas.
Were-kyn shifter extrordinaire.
A smiling face stared back at him, grinning a lop-sided smile.
She seemed perfect to a stranger. Little did they know the masks that were held up.
In all reality, she was strong only for others.
Underneath her shield was a spirit as fragile as a butterfly's wings. She was so easily hurt through that one chink in her armour.
Albus Dumbledore sighed, a world weary sigh, shaking his head.
Underneath the picture was a piece of paper from a Ministry file. On it, written in red ink for the world to see, was:
Arianna Griffith: Missing in Action Such loss.
Albus sat down in his chair, looking out the window, wondering if his dear friend would ever find her way back.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Author's Note: Well, that's the beginning of my story. Tell me what you think of it. The owl IS a big part of the story, but her name IS Alicorn, ina sense. Please review for me to learn what's happening.
TITLE: The Alicorn
PERPETRATOR: Alicorn
SUE-O-METER: (how bad is it?)
WRITING:
SUEAGE:
WRONGNESS:
FULL NAME: Arianna Griffith, AKA Alicorn
SPECIES: Witch turned into an owl
HAIR: Liquid darkness flowed raggedly about her shoulders, and her face was framed by her bangs and two locks of hair, all crystalline white.
EYES: Her most unique feature, though, was her eyes. They flashed as she looked around, twisting and turning her head. Those eyes were different from any others known to Muggles. They flashed silver, or gold, whenever she spoke. However, they mostly stayed green. Those verdant pools were too mature for an eleven year old face. They were what made people stare.
MARKINGS: None mentioned
POSESSIONS: None mentioned
ORIGIN: A Canadian... hooray! My first Canada-Sue. It's a bit unclear so far, but she seems to be Voldemort's bastard daughter. Naturally.
CONNECTIONS TO CANON: Dumbledor's great great grand-niece or something.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: "Were-kyn shifter extraordinaire." This seems to mean she can turn into all kinds of animals. Currently she's stuck as a snowy owl. Unfortunately, she's still annoying.
NOTES: I shit you not about the descriptions. They're exact quotes.
SAMPLE:
Author's Note: Okay, this is THE STORY that I had in mind when I created the account. The other previous ones were just warmup.
This is basically about a main characteress and her adventure. I'm using any and all of the characters that I love, and no one can stop me. That is, no one except for flamers. (heh heh)
Note: *thoughts*
Disclaimer: Nothing of J.K. Rowling's is mine.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Prologue
*where am I
*Actually more like WHO am I?
A name suddenly popped into her head.
*Alicorn. That's my name. Where am I going?*
Dumbledore. If anything, she must go to Dumbledore.
She remembered something about important matters.
She had made up her mind. She HAD to get to ... Hogwarts. That was it.
She had to get to Albus Dumbledore at Hogwarts.
Then, the snowy owl that had been sprawled on the ground shook itself, and winged up, into the sky.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Chapter 1
Albus Dumbledore was enjoying a relaxing summer evening. He was sitting in front of the window, watching the stars, pondering.
He had been promoted to the office of the headmaster, from his position as a transfiguration teacher exactly 50 years ago.
So many years had passed. So many lives had been lost. Even more had been changed.
He thought back to young Harry Potter, who had been given to his relatives about a year ago.
He thought about young Neville Longbottom, who had lost his parents.
He thought to young Sirius Black, who had been sent to Azkaban for murdering Lily and James.
So many lives.
There were, however, lives that had been saved.
Severus Snape, his silent Potions Master, once a Death Eater, now turned back to the Light.
Melissa Bones, the cunning charms master, who had tired to keep them a step ahead of the lackeys of Voldemort.
Auror Moody, the brave man who had captured dark wizards, and, in doing so, lost so much of himself.
Arabella Figg, who had sworn to watch and protect 'The Boy Who Lived' with her life, in place of Sirius.
So many lives.
The balance had gone crazy, and over the past few years, he had found more excitement than in the previous hundred.
His intelligence services had helped him so much through those dark years.
He looked to the pictures that he kept on his mantle.
Only one had not returned to him.
Arianna Griffith.
Spirit-sister to Hailey Equinne, through a bond deeper than any blood could have created.
Cousin to the 'Scarlet Vixen', self-proclamed alpha-female of half the were-packs in the Himalayas.
Were-kyn shifter extrordinaire.
A smiling face stared back at him, grinning a lop-sided smile.
She seemed perfect to a stranger. Little did they know the masks that were held up.
In all reality, she was strong only for others.
Underneath her shield was a spirit as fragile as a butterfly's wings. She was so easily hurt through that one chink in her armour.
Albus Dumbledore sighed, a world weary sigh, shaking his head.
Underneath the picture was a piece of paper from a Ministry file. On it, written in red ink for the world to see, was:
Arianna Griffith: Missing in Action Such loss.
Albus sat down in his chair, looking out the window, wondering if his dear friend would ever find her way back.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Author's Note: Well, that's the beginning of my story. Tell me what you think of it. The owl IS a big part of the story, but her name IS Alicorn, ina sense. Please review for me to learn what's happening.