It started out as a normal day. Go to school, go home, draw, all the usual everyday stuff. However, something makes this particular day different from the rest. I don't know what, it just feels...different. I laid beneath a tree in an open field by my house, sketching in my sketchbook. After a while I begin to doze off, but I was awoken by a shake from the ground. It eventually got worse and worse. I began to panic, so I grabbed my stuff and tried to run back into my house.

Yes, I know this intro is a lot different from my other story, but this IS a remake (with some major differences) of my first original fic (which was REALLY BAD). However, due to votes from you guys, I decided to redo the story from the ground up. So here it is "The One They Call Phoenix Version 2 (V2 for short)