In the begining before things began to begun, there was a carpenter, his son , and a bottle of love potion number 7. Now one day before days he decieded to build a huge mini world made out of wood. It didn't take him long and when he was done and he filled that little world with people he had made as well, and then he poured out the love potion into the world. For a time the people and the carpenter were happy together, but after a while the people got tired of the love potion number 7 and thirtsted for other types of potions. So inturn they stopped spending time with the carpenter and searched unitll they found snake oil. Now not being wanted by his creations he vowed never to visit the world again , and the only conntact he would have to it would be through his son, and the love potion that he continued to pour out.
Now with all the many juices to choose from and no carpenter to listen to , the people started acting like animals. Now the funny thing is , if you act like somthing long enough you eventually turn into one. Unfortunetly animals are dumber than people so once you've turned yourself into one, you lose your ability to turn yourself back: not only that you are too dumb to realise that you have even transformed. Now our story is about one such of these animals, a girl named butterfly. One day her life changed when for through no contribution on her behalf lighting struck her. When she woke up she was surprised and scared because she could see things now. She could see the world and that she was now no longer a butterfly but a girl. She also saw that the place she was in was not as nice as she had beleived when she was a butterfly, but instead it was the bottom of a giant gorge. The place that she had told herself was soo nice and soo where she wanted to be , seemed soo dark and horrible now. At that point she saw that she was also alone. Frightend she ran down the cayon into the darkness looking for help. Soon she ran into her family of butterflys, relieved she tried to tell them what had happened to her. But they ignored her," don't you see that it's me, "she pleaded; but when the butterflys realised who she was and that she changed into somthing better than them they started to attack her. "Stop!" she cried,as she ran away, " you were my friends and family, PLEASE!,"and then she triped over a stone and hurt her leg toobadly to get up. Then they stoped following her, but they warned her never to bother them again unless she wanted to become a animal once more.
As she lie there alone in the darkness of the abyss, she started to cry, and started wishing she were a butterfly again. Just as she whimpered the thought to her self she looked up and saw a light. Well it was more of an explosion. In the light of the fire she could see the top of the canyon and two figures falling downward towards her. Then another fiery blast and they two were closer now, through the scattered explosions she could see them fighting and crashing into the sides of the walls, slowly making their decent; unitll they crashed into the rock bed near where she was laying. Closer now she could make the two figures out to me humans: one with a wolf tail and wings, the other one was shaped like a human but different, darker and she learned him to be the source off the firey blasts as he launched another one at the winged fellow. He used his wings as a sheild and charged the other to tackle him. As she watched the two wrestle she lost track of time, one would start to win and then the tables would turn, untill finally the with a final explosion the darker-less human man blew himself up. Having blacked out , she awoke to the sound of weeping. When she looked over the rock she had fell over she saw it was the winged man who was the source of the noise. She saw him putting up a cross in the place where his enemy had been. "why are you crying, " she asked him hesitently, " Are you seriously hurt?"
"I'm crying becuase my friend is dead," anwsered the slightly older boy as he turned his head back from talking to her towards the cross.
"You're friend? Wasn't he trying to kill you?"
"Friends hurt eachother somtimes without knowing it, but you still love them. ANd despite how they die you still miss them when they're gone."
"Well i'm sorry for you then, my friends abanoned me down her and now i'm alone too."
"Really, I'm sorry." he said. Then as he wispered a prayer to himself he got to his feet and walked to where she was laying. As he helped her up he said,"My name is sir strugglesbee, you can come with me if you'd like."
"Thank you,"she said as she shook his hand," my name is butterfly."
'Butterfly? What sort of a name is that?"
"I dunno, it's the only name i've ever had, its what the other animals called me."
"Well I'm not an animal, and neither or you. So you need a new name....how about wendy?"
"Wendy's nice, it reminds me of how i used to fly."
"What do you mean fly?"
"Back when i was a butterfly, why if i still had my wings i could fly out of this cayon like you.''
"What, not only did you never fly.. but neither can I."
"What, i can remember flying."
" Nope,"he said confidently as he shook his head," you only thought you were flying. And as for these wings of mine, they don't allow me to fly.They are there to show people that i believe that people can fly. So i'll wear them untill the day when i really can."
"That's crazy, why bother. If you can't fly now, and you say i never have; what makes you think you will someday?"
"Why not?"
"Becuase it's not that simple"
"isn't it?"
"No!"
"Humm... well since you haven't been a human long, that means you just opend your eyes right?"
"well yea"
"Well why don't you follow me , see the world some more..and find some anwsers based on the new things you can see. That's what i did, and i found the carpenter."
"The carpenter?"
"Yea, hes the one who made you a human, silly goose."
"Well how do you know he did it?"
"Becuase he made everything. Now come on we'd better get started on getting out of here. I find its best to stay moving."
:"Do you know how to get out of here?"
"yea, i've been down here before..i didn't want to come back; but unexpected things happen and you somtimes do things you don't want to." | 
