There is a place. Like nowhere else on earth. A land full of secrets, dangers and miracles. A land with enemies and heroes roaming. There, a hero will rise. A hero who will bring peace to the land, a hero with the bravery of a lion and a wise spirit. A hero that no one will suspect. It is here in Phoenix that the event will take place. Through the power of peace will the hero pass through the magic door.________________________________________________________________________________It was a dark and stormy night. The breath of the wind pushed the trees to their edges. The rain was extremely violent. You could hear the sound of water flowing on the road. The streetlights flashed furiously. I crossed the narrow street towards my house. The street was very long and thick trees covered the path. Suddenly I heard something coming from behind me. I looked back. “Hello, is anyone there?” I screamed loudly at the top of my voice. It was eerily quiet. From here, we couldn't see anyone. I continued walking down the mysterious alley. I turn the corner and see a dead end. Hasn't this place been open before? I thought. Before I turned around, a door slowly began to appear. The door was really big and wide. It had a gold button and black and white stripes. I've never seen a door this big. I returned slowly, fearing what might have come out of that door. The door creaked softly and a bright light came through the room. I felt like I was going blind. Suddenly something grabbed my leg and pulled me towards the door. I looked at my feet to see what it was. There was nothing around my feet. I started to panic and tried to get out of this invisible hold. The more I struggle... middle of paper ...... it works if you need it for good. Mark Shadow wanted this because he wanted to end the bullying that was plaguing the country. However, the more he used the cup, the more powerful he became, and soon he set out to kill all the peaceful people. Every year, five men leave to kill him and bring back the treasures and every year none of them return. It is said in the book of prophecies that a hero will come and bring peace to the land. The hero will have bright red eyes and black hair with red stripes. This hero is you. You are the one who will save us all. You have the power to defect from mysterious shadows and wrongdoings. “What,” I yelled loudly. You could hear the echoes through the forests. “What do you mean by ‘this hero is you’?” It can't be me! I'm just a normal girl living with her skills. I don't have red eyes or red streaks in my hair