A/N: Hi. I am so tired. Yes, I know, it's only 9:05 at night while I'm typing now. Anyway, this is my first Wizard101 story, even though I've been voulenteering my best wizard out to every story. (Most of you Wizard101 writers/typers know who this is) Anyway, this has been eating away at my mind for about three months (How I kept it away that long, I'll never know.), and I can't hold it in any longer. So here's my characters profile.

Name: Destiny GreenBlossom

Age: 12 (I'm starting from the very beginning, as a novice.)

Primary school: Life (Thuergist)

Secondary school: You'll find out later, and no, it's not storm.

Clothing: Regular Starter robes (Green and white will be the colors used throught out the story.)

Life story: Destiny belives that she lost her parents at a young age, because she currently lives with her grandmother, who seceretly and oddly enough, is a Necromancer. But, their different schooling, dosen't make her grandmother love her any less. Destiny just goes through life, now beginning middle school on earth. Destiny's Grandmother (Anya Deathriver/ Jackson) is very aware that she has hidden life powers, and knows that there will be a time when she has to let her grandaughter go. But, not even Anya or the Magical universe will come to realize just who is behind Destiny's powers of Thuergy.

Personality: Easy to make friends with, Guy-Shy, Bookworm, Animal lover, eaisly angered when you threaten her family/friends.

Looks: Has long black hair, tanned skin, and silver eyes. Often wears purple lipstick.

Tattoos/birthmark's/etc: Has angel wing's on her lower back, as a dare from her old friends. (She got a fake license from a professional, and that was that.) And a birth mark shaped like a Teardrop on the back of her neck.

Future Pets: HeckHound named Queen Xena, Dragon named Prince Leo(first pet she'll ever get.) and many others. (These are the most important)

Future Mounts: Chesnut Pony.

Alright. Let the game begin!

"Destiny!" An elderly woman shouted up the stairs to her home. "Your going to be late for your first day back!" "I'm coming, Grandma Anya!" A girl's voice called back. "That's the 5th time I heard that!" The Grandmother yelled. Smiling, Anya, called on a few low rank death minions, and sent them throughout the house, ordering them to stay out of sight, and to take care of the house while she and Destiny were gone.

Stomping down the stairs, Destiny Jackson showed up in a baggy T-shirt, Sweatpants, and worn out, bright-green converse. Anya stared. "Honey, don't you want to wear something a little more...flattering to your first day of 7th grade?" "No! Now, c'mon! I'm gonna be late!" Destiny cried.

Anya shook her head. 'I tried to tell you earlier, but nooo...' Chuckling, she followed her grandchild out to the car parked in the drive way.

Destiny launched herself into the front passenger seat, while her Grandmother eased her way into the driver seat. Pulling out of the driveway, she drove Destiny to (Insert random School name) Middle school.

(A/N:Okay, just to warn you, I skipped the whole day. Destiny walks home from school since her grandmother works late throughout the week.)

Laughing, Destiny walked in her home, waving goodbye, to her new friends. Mostly girls, mind you. Closing the door, she leaned against it, just now realising how tired she was. Then, she thought back to what her grandmother said just before they got to school.

*Flashback*

'Destiny?' Anya asked. 'I don't want to push this upon you right before your first day of school, but there will come a day when you will have to rely on your inner strength.' Anya had this blank look in her eye, like she had prepared herself for this. 'You won't have me. I'll still be around, but I can't continue to take care of you. Soon enough you'll come to realise wht I'm talking about, but just know that I love you, Your mother and your father loved- no love- you. Stay strong for them, and for me ok?'

Destiny just looked at her grandmother. 'Grandma? Is there somthing you need to tell me?' Destiny asked, worried for her grandmother's health. 'No sweetheart, all you need to know is, that I will always be there for you.' Anya reassured gently, reaching over to squeeze Destiny's hand in hers. 'Alright, Grandma.' Destiny said, a little confused about what was happening. 'Ah! Here we are.' Pulling up to Destiny's school, Anya watched as the splitting-image of her daughter got ready for her 2nd year of Middle school. 'Good luck, Honey. I love you. Remeber to clean out the Attic for the yard sale down the street.' Anya said to Destiny as she prepared to get out of the car. Turning back around to face her grandmother, Destiny smiled and kissed her on her cheek. 'Thank you, Grandma. I love you too. I'll try to remember.'

*End*

'I wonder what grandma was talking about. I guess I'll find out later.' (A/N: I know her lack of intrest is weird, but she just got back from school, sooo... get over it.)

Heading up the stairs, Destiny got the step ladder out from under her grandmother's bed, and placed it under a certain spot in the ceiling. Using the step ladder, she climbed up high enough to push on the ceiling, and doing that allowed her to move the door that led to the attic. 'I've never actually asked Grandma what was up here. I don't think she'll mind if I explore a little.'

Pulling herself up, Destiny used her knees to scoot forward enough so that she could fully stand up. Looking around, she noticed a Gothic looking chest among all of her old Hannah Montana posters. The feeling that came off of the chest gave Destiny the chills. Stppeing forward slowly, Destiny crouched down low enough to look at the intricate designs and symbols decorating the chest. Strangely, there was no lock located anywhere on the chest. Reaching out, Destiny tried to open the chest. But, right before she touched it, it clicked open with a low sound that echoed through out the attic. Destiny's hand snapped back to her chest in surprise. 'What the...Is this grandma's chest? She's never talked about it before.' Now sure that nothing in the chest was going to attack her, Destiny allowed her hand to reach back into the slight opening in the chest and pushed it open.

Looking in, she stared at the many pictures and documents that were littered about in the mysterious chest. One particular pitcture caught her eye. 1)It had a very elegant picture frame around it. and 2) It was MOVING!

Pulling the picture out slowly in shock, Destiny stared at the various forms located in the picture. Three in particular caught her eye. One man, somehow making his long, purple, gold, and red robe decorated by various stars, moons, and planets look good, his blue eyes crinkling in a happy smile as he stood near the other two. The only female in the picture was shaking hands with the other male; mouth moving and smiling at the same time, showing that she was elated. The woman, Destiny suspected, was her grandmother as a teenager. Anya's dark brown hair sat in it's usual ponytail, only covered by a black and white graduation cap. Matching robes were what Destiny's grandmother wore. The last man, who was currently shaking hands with Anya, was a rather intimdating fellow. His long Black hair matched with his Dark eyes. The robes that the man wore, showed that his color scheme wasn't all that large. Long, silky, black robes littered with slithering grey snakes.(?) The staff that he held at his his side was just as intimidating as it's owner. The red ruby located inside the dragons mouth glittered in the sun.

"Wow." Destiny muttered in awe.'What was grandma's life like before, I wonder?' Setting the photo back down, she looked back into her grandmother's chest. Noticing a diploma, she pulled it up, slipping the black ribbon that held it together off. Opening the document, she read it aloud.

"HONORARY DIPLOMA OF DEATH." Destiny read. 'Diploma of Death? What in the hell is this stuff?' Before Destiny could continue reading, she heard the click of the front door opening.

"Destiny! Are you home honey?" Anya called up the stairs. Destiny then heard her grandmother starting to head up the stairs. With a speed she didn't know she had, Destiny quickly put the Diploma and Picture back in the chest, and shut it (what she thought was.) firmly. Grabbing a couple of old stuffed toys from her childhood, she quickly climbed back down into the hallway.

If only she had noticed the light coming from the pendant under the diploma...

A/N: Alright, so thats how that goes. I really don't have much to say except...

Give me some OC's fool's! ...Wrong way to ask. Sorry. Can y'all give me 4 OC's please? I know it may seem to be not enough, but if I try to get more, I have no doubt in my mind that I will forget someone. Sowwy. :(

Name

Age

Primary School

Secondary School

Clothing

Life story (Optional)

Personality

Tattos/Birthmarks/etc. (Optional)

Pets

Mounts

Please give me some tips on how to keep your characters in character.

Bye! :P