The Return of Time

This is a story I did for a scene-writing contest. I am excited to show it to you. The characters and the setting are not my own this time- they were created for the contest by the one running the contest. However, The writing of the story itself is my own. Please enjoy it, okay?

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Neve glared at the broken mirror, then at Aden, then back at the mirror. The world he'd been shown was very different, and he didn't like the difference. Aden, however, was also feeling the pressure- the longer the mirror stayed broken, the more his world disappeared. A sigh escaped his lips as he thought about it. He let a hand flow through his black hair, ruffled by nature. He watched Neve's constantly moving gaze, "Worrying like that won't solve anything, you know," He huffed quickly. He stared at the mirror soon after saying such. "You said you're an ice mage, right? Can't you freeze the pieces together?"

"If I do that, it'll break within seconds if we touch it. And the ice would eventually thaw." Neve looked at Aden with a sigh. The boy wore strange clothing, in Neve's eyes, and his ideas weren't all that more normal. "Anything in the corridor that could've helped us? You walked through there, didn't you?"

"The only thing in the corridor is dust."

"Dust...That wouldn't help, would it?"

"I doubt it. There's enough dust in here if we needed dust." Aden's voice was a sarcastic one as he kept his gaze where it was. If Aden's ideas were useless, then so were Neve's, it would seem. "If we fix the mirror, you'll get home. If we don't, everything here vanishes... Quite a load to put on two strangers, isn't it?" He put a hand on the mirror. The mirror began to glow slightly.

"Why is it glowing?" Neve glanced and noticed, putting a hand on it as well. A voice called out from nowhere, and there was no one around- however, he knew it wasn't Aden's voice.

"Combine your powers and freeze this place. If time shall freeze, you shall pass."

"If time shall freeze, you shall pass...?" Neve looked at Aden with a blank expression. "Combine your powers and freeze this place...But what powers?"

"And what does it mean if time shall freeze, you shall pass?"

"It's a good hint but...What does it mean?" While Neve questioned it, Aden noticed the way the glow had gotten bigger when Neve put his hand on it. Removing his own hand, the glow lessened. "Neve, give me your hand. Give me your hand and use your magic."

"What? But what'll that do?"

"I've got an idea." Aden smiled and watched Neve do as he was told. Within moment, they glowed uncontrollably. The mirror began to be replaced. The pieces that had been left even near the mirror began to vanish.

"Huh? What's going on?" The empty mirror began to glow, and the voice returned. "Time has frozen. The gate has opened. You too shall pass."

"The gate has opened?" Aden looked at the glow from the mirror. It was glowing like a ray of sunshine coming through, despite there being no window. "Neve...I think you need to walk through the mirror to get home."

"What will happen when I do that? Will things here go back to normal too?"

"Don't worry about that. Just go. They're waiting for you at home, aren't they?" Aden smiled a bit, looking at the mirror. Neve let go of his hand and began to walk towards the mirror. When he looked back, Aden simply waved. "Take care of yourself. You won't be forgotten."

Neve nodded and went through the mirror. A flash flew through the building from the mirror, the mirror the epicenter. Then, there was nothing. The room was empty. Neve had made it to his own world- but the world he'd been to was yet to be created. The world of the mirror had only been a canvas- and those of Neve's tribe were just starting to really create that world themselves.

She Woke Me Up -- FanFiction, SongFic

This is the first song fiction I've ever written. It is a mix of Case Closed (also known as Detective Conan), an anime I rather love, along with a song from another anime known as Smile Bomb, sung by Sarah White. The song is from Yu Yu Hakusho, so any YYH fans will recognize it.

ALSO recognize, however, that I do not own the song Smile Bomb or Case Closed, let alone any of the characters. This is simply something I thought up while listening to Smile Bomb.

This fiction has a pairing: Conan/Amy

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~Running in a crowd, in a faceless town, I need to feel the touch of a friend~

When I look back at all the memories I have with the rest of the Junior Detective League, most of them go back to her. Amy; the girl that was always so bubbly and energetic, always cheering me on, always being the cute and innocent one out of all of us. Whenever I'd get lost in thought, she'd wrap her arms around my neck or give me a peck on the cheek with a gentle affection I couldn't remember from anyone else.

~In the countryside I wander far and wide, the isolation gets me again~

I remember the day I met her. Elementary school was a foreign idea to me at that point- after all, I hadn't been a kid for years! Yet those three all came to me. And Amy didn't hesitate to try to open me up. I was stubborn as a mule, but she always responded with a similar stubborn nature that got to me. It compelled me to join the Junior Detective League, and to at least try to open up while I was stuck in a kid's body.

~I don't know where to go when I feel like crying, oh my!~

I suppose you could call her my safety net. Whenever I was unsure about something or I was too nervous to talk to others, especially Rachel, I went to Amy. If she noticed me down, she didn't hesitate to poke at the subject until I came out with the problem. She threw ideas back and forth with me like an endless tennis volley. I don't know when I realized how much I depended on that.

~It's time to open myself, do something new. I want to stop- and grow up a bit~

On her. I depended on her, I had realized. Her smile made me melt sometimes. Just one simple touch made my face turn into a tomato. Her sweet voice was music to my ears, and when it sounded ready to cry, I felt like crying too. Not because crying was contagious, though- because Amy crying was contagious. Because I hated seeing her unhappy. I wanted to see her smile always. I wanted to be able to be with her as much as I could. I needed my safety net. I needed Amy.

~Then suddenly my power and confidence start swelling up, magically erupt~
~And it's all because of kindness that I feel from people I don't even know~

"At the start, we were nothing but strangers. Yet despite it, you had a faith in me that I wouldn't believe you could. The day you came up to me and talked, the day you wanted to be my friend... It changed me forever."

"What are you getting at, Conan?" The same girl I had on my mind constantly was staring at me, her short brown hair moving with her face as it fell slightly on her shoulder.

~Then suddenly my intuition and my wisdom grow, and then I know~

"I get it now." I responded quite simply. I stared at her with intent, pulling her into a tight embrace.

~That most of all I sense compassions wield thanks to strangers wherever I go!~

At the start, Amy was a stranger. She was just some kid. But now... I get it now. She's not some girl that clings onto me anymore. She's not just a stranger that was always by my side.

~Thank you for waking me up!~

A Writing Medley

This is just a quick introduction to announce my new blog of wonderful creativity. The majority of this blog will hopefully find you filled with intrigue and curiosity for different personal works written in prose and poetry in any number of genre. Occasionally pictures will be added, but this is mostly a writing blog. The next post starts the wonderful creative juice created by this little berry. Please enjoy!