Girlfight!!

Holy Shit!!

Caterina and Ashley have gone totally and completely insane! They have started 'BLOGGING wars'. When I read Ashley's entry.... Holy crap... well my mouth was in the floor. I had *NEVER* read so many... well... it was just AMAZING. Ashley really has a BIG mouth, doesn't she? That woman isn't DIPLOMATIC at all... (I say this cause she thinks she is). Well, I really think this is just a big misunderstanding. Ashley is quite a hothead and well, Caterina is a little sensitive. I think they can both solve this if they talk it out. Right? I don't know anything about girl-fights... but COOL.

I really DO hope they solve it

Take things Slowly

By the time I was 13 I had visited over 5 different schools across the states. My parents wanted me to have the best of educations. That makes perfect sense...

The first school I attented was in Canada. It was a very big school, and we played around all day. It was one of the best in the Vancouver area, so the first years were grand. I always was a good student even if I didn't study THAT much. I was MUCH better at sports.

By the time I was 8 my parents wanted me to 'know the world'. They wanted me to be a child who had no need to depend in his parents. They succeeded in that aspect. At 8 I was sent to Seattle, where I spent a whole year.

At 9 years old, they changed me again. I was sent this time to Las Vegas. It was a fantastic experience for me. I lasted there another year. Indeed, I had effectively learned to make friends easily and that's how I met so much different people.

At 10, my next stop was Chicago. I lasted THERE two years, for a change. The city of the wind was pretty exciting and by this time I was completely on my own. At 12, before leaving, a got a small job. My height and awareness helped me get through just about anyone and anything.

At 12, I was finally sent to an Academy in Detroit. Now, that was pretty wild. I had developed a sense of wanting to research all around. We usually took buses in the night, sneaked out, went to different cities around, and arrived JUST in time for classes. This was my worst year academically speaking. I basically had no sleep, so my energy levels, by the time I went to classes were downright pathetic.

At 13, and after HORRIBLE grades (although I didn't FLUNK in anything, because of MY CHARMS, honestly!) my parents sent me to me life long dream: the EFI- European Flight Institute- in LONDON, ENGLAND. When I arrived, I was a skinny, high, boy, with absolutely no sense of discipline. By the time I left, I had muscles all around, I had a strict sports routine every day, I was wild, but with measure and I had learned to plan myself to a point, I had become and enterpriser already. This is where I met Richard, and we became best friends. Jerk. I left a year and a half later, my mom had gotten sick and they needed me back in Canada.

So... at 14 and a half... I was basically a stranger to Canada. I had lived there for 8 years, but the last 6 years, I'd been traveling around, just going over to my parent's when I had vacations.

This is the most critical point in my life. As you can imagine, I had met different women around. I had become interested in them at 12, OFFICIALLY. I had my first girlfriend at 11, though. After that, it was woman after woman, and i'm not even talking about the EFI experience. xD At 14 and a half, I met her. My first Compromise. Indeed, I last with Christine a little more than a year. We were completely committed with the other, until the bitch betrayed me, fucking whore. AHEM. Anyways...

At 16 my parents died in a car crash. The family decided it would be best if Lucy and I were together in the Rockefeller Academy in Boston. That's how I landed there in the first place. With Ashley... I don't really know what happened, but there was a great ruckus. Ashley spoke with grandpa, and after that he had announced, she would be travelling around the world, while we were at the Academy. I didn't get it in the moment. Then again, I had been dumped, and i was furious with the world.

Point. Take things slowly, when you do, you get to know a lot of things, and you learn a little bit more of all the circumstances around you.

FINALLY

Lucy's Child has a name!! EVERYONE CLAP

Her name is:

Elizabeth Alexia Maria Wilbatten-Windsor Delton.

But I have the slight impression we'll all just call her 'Liz' so yeah...

Women... WHY WOMEN?

Women...

I don't get women... I DON'T.

As they say... What man REALLY understands a woman's heart? If we DID things would be much easier... but, damn them, we can't live without them either.

Sarcastic Ashley is literally boucing with joy. I think she doesn't realize it's SO NOT LIKE HER, it's as if she's drunk. SHE came to my house and hugged me, said something about 'now I can rule the world', then left. I just stared at her as she disappeared through a shadow, forgetting that two of my employees were in the room accompanying me. That was BEAUTIFUl. They started screaming about how my sister was a monster, to which I replied "you have no idea". I eventually wiped their memories clean of such events... when I caught them.

Lucy is... HOLY SHIT, SENTIMENTAL. She just keeps touching her stomach and smiling to the air. In fact, she's taking a custom of calling me every 10 seconds to ask me a different name for her child. BTW, it's a girl. Why would *I* know the most correct name for a WOMAN. Who REALLY minds the girl's name, the important thing is... okay... why ME? OH wait.

10... 9...8 .... 7 .... 6.... 5....4 ....3... 2...1....

.....

"ERIC!! DARLING!! Which name do you think is better? Juliette Carolina or Dianne Gabrielle?"

"I-- Lucille, I have---"

"You're RIGHT! THEY'RE BOTH WRONG! Thank you! Call you later!"

....

Good God...

Then we've got Veronique. I REALLY REALLY want to get her something beautiful. Mother's day is coming up, and I think every woman should receive something. Hey, after all, every woman is a mother. Not every woman has a child, but they're ever so maternal. I have to go to my mother's grave that day and leave her some flowers.

I think I know what I'm going to give her. I'm glad she can't read this, cause i've been giving it quite some thought and I want it to be very special, something only I could do for her. Veronique's element is 'ice'. There's this cave I found in one of my various trips through the world. It's all made of ice and crystals. In the night, it iluminates as if the stars were reflecting in every different surface. That's what I'm going to do. I'm going to take her there. To that place.. I KNOW she'll be happy about that.

And... Richard isn't a woman, but I might as well take some lines and talk about him. XD
He's happy now that he's going to be an uncle. Oh! I never mentioned anything about HIS family. Richard is married to Vero's cousin, Emily. They have a 5 year old child named Kenneth. I think he was moody because Emily wasn't giving him any XD HAHAH! Naaah... that woman is cool... I don't really know why he was moody.

Leonardo fucking Delton is going to die. If he calls me one more time to brag about how 'beautiful' and 'strong' his son is, I'm going to KILL him. First, how can the 'bloody' kid be STRONG to start with, he's MONTHS old.

AS I was saying, DAMN woman. They're so fucking important in our lives.

You know what? This is going to be one of the strangest things you'll hear from MY mouth.

Damn it, I'm jealous. I H-A-T-E Leo. I want a family of my own. I want a kid that's STRONG too. ME... wanting eternal compromise? ...........But yeah. I kinda do.

WOMENNnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!

Dare

1. I didn't know what the hell to put as a title.

2. I'm glad Ashley is doing good, she's back to normal

3. I need to talk with my girlfriend... ASAP

4. My girlfriend is going to kill me because I'm talking to my ex

5. My other ex called me to say she wanted to visit me.

6. I'm fucked.

7. My company is doing very well.

8. Richard is moody, damn.

9. Lucy is pregnant- Officially

10. I'm going to get my girlfriend something. Maybe a necklace?

11. I'm going to sleep. YAY.

Emergency

The day had started like any other. I went to work, a lot of paperwork, and people annoying me everywhere. As I commonly did, I went to get myself some coffee (I like looking for it myself). Suddenly, as I served myself the expreso, about three cups exploded in the cupboard. I knew at once it was a bad omen, and I'm not superstitious, but hell, three cups exploding have to mean SOMETHING. I rapidly got back to my office and phoned Lucy (she hadn't perceived anything). For one moment I thought it could have been something related to excessive amounts of magic in the air or that kind of shit... that was until I called Ashley. She didn't pick it up. She usually picked the MIF phone, in fact... she always picked that phone up. I didn't think after that. I told my secretary I was leaving early, I teleported to Ash's and I found her. She was in the floor, pale as I've never even seen the dead. I thought she was gone. With trembling fingers I held her body... I don't know how I was able to tell, she was still alive. Next thing I knew I had appeared Leo, I know I was crying and holding Ashley. His eyes widened and for a second I think he didn't know what to do. Though we hate each other... in this particular moment, everything else was non important.

Various things happened afterward, phone calls, emergency room... treatment, panic attacks... Finally, Leo walked to me, hours later. He sat next to me, and for the first time, I actually wanted him to talk to me as my older cousin, give me advice, shed some light into the situation. He stared at me.

"Ashley's in a coma." he sighed

"What? WHAT? That's not possible! There was nothing wrong with her to start with. She's an Ouun! They're supposed to be NEAR to immortal!"

"Creatures of Fantasia have different reactions when they're in the human world. Ash's own self is turning against her. I don't know how it happened, but her energy channels were reversed."

"...?"

"It means... instead of receiving dark energy, the dark energy she usually has is recycling itself inside her. There's nothing wrong with her physical body. It's her mind... it locked itself within its own darkness."

"I still don't get you Leonardo, damn you speak clearly."

"Imagine you keep repeating the same images over and over in your head, your brain suddenly starts thinking they're real and orders the body to feel the same way it felt before. Imagine Ash is repeating endlessly in her head the moment she destroyed Imbross... her body feels the strain of back then, just as if she were reliving it... suddenly it's too tense, there's too much tension to bear. This happens."

I remained quiet. "She went alter a few days ago... does that have something to do?"

"I don't think so. This is something that's been going on for a while. Thing is, it got to her now. Maybe due to her own way of thinking herself invincible, she just ignored the pains and the ways she was feeling."

"And now?"

"Now.... there's nothing to do, except wait. She might recover herself from this, wake up, and reverse her own channels....."

"... or she might die?"

Leo stood up, and gave me his back. "When you're a doctor, you consider death as something natural, however, it's still annoying how it manages to make sure of showing how fragile we all are. Hope, Eric. It's all we have now."

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That was yesterday. I've been with Ashley ever since. How could it have happened? Such a strong person, what kind of things was she harboring inside? Her hand is cold, and she seems almost too peaceful.

She won't die, right?

Ashley... die? I don't want to think about it.

Something Wrong

Now I have triple the work I had yesterday, mostly because my employees are slacking off. That earned them a piece of my mind, and now they're working accordingly. They're surprised with me. They say, that although I'm a cool person outside work, within my Offices I become someone else. That makes me laugh, and then they seem to relax a bit. Well, thanks to my fiery nature I'm passionate about everything, specially making money.

Though... something is wrong with Ashley. She seems to be 'off' these days, as if she were walking between worlds. I don't know. I hope things get better.

The most *Precious* Gift

This is going to be a rather small post, or I think it will be. Since I'm writing about my thoughts etc. there's something I'd like to talk about before progressing with further news.

It's about women. Honestly, and I like to think every other man is like me, or feels like me: most of the time I don't understand women. Actually, I was always a lady's man, having at least 2 women per month, or some random dates here and there, and I've always had a WAY with women. Clearly, this does not mean I understand them. All the contrary, they're intriguing creatures of God, that you obviously need in your existence and that some way change your perspective of things. I like women, their hair, their fragance... I've been with many, but I've loved very few. I can count with one hand the amount of ladies that have completely and utterly turned my world around. I don't know if this is something good.

Nonetheless, I like to think of myself as a nice guy, and I'd never willingly hurt any women. There *is* one female that i'd like to kill and then 'burn' as Ashley would probably say, but she's another story and another blog: a tale of betrayal and true deep down hatred.

However, things change and one goes on. I'd like to say I'm an innocent man, one is innocent until proven guilty, I have a point of view as how things happened and why. I broke a girl's heart not long ago and I deeply regret the outcome of both our actions. I would've rather prefered 'forgiveness' and things to end up differently, but she hates me and there's nothing to do about it I guess. I'm not a man who holds and grudges (except the one in the above paragraph and with a very justified fucking reason), so I'm carefree, and love life more than anything. What happened with this person is something I won't write.

It's rather strange how life works and how opposites end up attracting. There was this girl, who I used to fight with all the time... we didn't get along; we didn't speak we shouted; we didn't LOOK at each other, we glared. Anyways, you could literally say, she was ICE, I was FIRE and things between us didn't seem to have any possible outcome. As time went by, we eventually became part of the Student Council, we had to fought even more; the situation was tense and we couldn't deal with the other.

I wanted to shut her up, pull her hair and screw her real hard................. huh? I wanted to... WHAT?
<-- what was going on through my mind as the big man down below came forth to say hello.

So, yeah. That's how our relationship started. The whole school thought it was the most unlikely match ever, but with time, I realized we were great, one with the other. I really really liked her a lot, and though she was distant, I loved it when she honored me with that smile of hers. I can imagine her reading these lines and blushing, she's extreme private.

Thing is, I lover her. I want to protect her and I don't want anyone to hurt her. I want to be someone she can trust and someone who can be by her side when she needs me. I want to hug her when she cries, kiss her where it hurts, when it hurts. I want to be someone she can be with no matter what happens.

Ah... she's precious to me.

Ladies and Gentlemen...

What a pleasure to write these words, to introduce myself to such an amazingly interesting crowd. I'm not experienced in the least with these things, but my sister is obsessed with these blogs. I just see her writing all the time, and I have to admit that her 'enthusiasm' is contagious.

Indeed, I should do well in introducing myself. My name is Eric Delton, current CEO of Delton Industries, a life loving man, a guy who likes to savor every minute of every day. That's me. 6'2, your every day 'bad boy', at your most sincere services (although I AM taken hehe). I know some people would consider me 'scum' or 'vermin', but I assure you, my friends, those are the minority, for I'll do my greatest effort to be at my best.

I'm an adventurer, someone who fears few things, and those things he fears he will try to conquer.

As I warned, I'm not avid at these things, have patience with me. What I write will be quite interesting, what I don't write you'll want to know, but for most of the part, I'll try to show you life from another point of view: from that point where the wind can't touch you, where the sound can't catch you, where you truly...

... Fly away.

Care to take a flight?