Change the Story A Pitch/Oc fan ficChange the StoryA Pitch/Oc fan fiction(no..no romance involved. Just old friends.)One of the greatest joys as a Guardian was recording these imaginative worlds and stories of children, no limit to what they could come up with. A land made of candy, a pirate who fought with eels instead of swords, a princess from a far away land who has golden hair. The possibilities were endless. I am Tella Stori, a guardian of children. I protect their imaginations and stories here in my floating library. Anything that was created by a child since the beginning of time is kept in my archives, mended to by my origami helpers. We record everything, no idea too small or too big. We keep record of stories of old, for children to read and learn from them, to be inspired by them. Most days I spend much time recording everything but there are times when I would visit the children to give them a little boost towards using their imagination. How I enjoy visiting them.However like all stories it canno
Tella's Origin 2Tella OriginPart two: Tella’s deathTella ran her fingers along the many books, debating on what to read today. Should she go for a story of treasure seeking pirates or perhaps a tragic story of lovers doomed to never be together? “Oh so many choices..” She couldn’t decide, though she knew she would have to choose soon. It was late and the library would soon be closing. Tella was certain that she was the last one still inside the library as she often was.Her ears caught the sound of voices. How strange, who else would be inside the library at this hour? Brushing back her curls, she peeked out from behind the bookself to see who else was here. She was surprised to relizing it was her fiancé. Sir Vince Von Goon. A horrid man that Tella’s father had arrange for her to marry for wealth. She could not stand this man, finding him cruel, rude, and very vain. But what was a money grabbing man like Von Goon be doing in the library?
Tella's Origin Tella's OriginPart one: Her giftIt was a calm night. Peaceful and calm. The crickets were chirping their lullaby, tress swaying softly outside. Tella closed her book, placing it on the dresser by her bed. Blowing out the candle, darkness surround the young woman as she snuggled down into her bed. But before she could even drift away to Slumber land, there was a sudden shout coming from her little newphews' room. Wasting no time, Tella jumped out of bed, pulling on her robe as she dashed out of her room and down the hall towards the sound sound of fright. "Theodore, Alexander, are you both alright?" The young woman enter the room to find the 10 year old twins huddling together on one of the bed. The twins looked up to their aunt with fear in their eyes, both pointing towards the corner of the room. "Boogeyman!" They chimed in sync. Tella turned to look where the twins were pointing, however she saw nothing there."Boogyman? I do not see any there. Ar