His Epic Tale

This is a story that I'm writing about Corpheld. It will be continued and elaborated on, maybe even become a series, but for now, this is just the beginning...

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Messenger of the Skies

Dawn broke over Faerieland in a pale rosey light. Most creatures were still sleeping when the small chia, clad in a red cape, knocked on the large wooden door of Queen Fyora's castle. With hidden excitement, he calmly awaited the sack of scrolls he was to receive.

Sprinting with his tan bag, he set off on his job with a will. With a smile stretching across his face, Corpheld delivered the first scroll. Little did he know that trouble was choosing him as her next victim.

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Corpheld drank water from the Healing Springs, exhausted from his tiring tasks and grateful for the pretty water faerie's kindness. Although he loved running about, transporting the Faerie Queen's messages for all to read, he was beginning to feel unsatisfied with his life in Faerieland. He wanted to help people, but what he wanted most was recognition for his deeds.

And so the Dark Faerie, Jhudora, decided to make her move. "Ah, my, my, my. Do my eyes deceive me, or is that a super hero I spy before me?" Dear Corpheld never stood a chance against her terrible cunning.

Corp, eyes shining, managed a reply, "Do you really think so, miss?" Jhudora knew she had him hooked.

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The dark red cape fluttered in the wind as Corpheld hovered above his adoring fans. Their cheers reached his ears and he smirked. Turning to his petpet Pod, a green Miamouse and long time pal, he said, "What do you think of my latest escapade? They obviously enjoyed it." He motioned to the crowd of neopets below.

Fluttering with his owner, Pod purred in approval. A smug look appeared on Corp's face. "I knew it. I'm the greatest hero that has ever flown over these skies." Pod looked at him, surprised at his reply.

Pod cocked his head to the side and purred in a voice of puzzlement and concern.

Corp cut him off. "Pfft. Who cares about how I started out, you dim-witted fool? What matters now is that I'm the hero, and nothing will change that." Corpheld descended in a huff into the crowd below, leaving Pod stunned and hurt.

From her tower, Queen Fyora witnessed the scene. It was time that Corpheld was punished for all of his actions.

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Corp sighed in delight as his feet touched the soft clouds once more. No more stubbing his toes on rocks and tripping over gnarled roots. He loathed the Haunted Woods. No way was he going to ever live there.

Jhudora cackled at the sight she beheld on her crystal ball. At the very moment Corpheld was vowing to never live in those woods, Queen Fyora had decided his fate for being so cruel and conceited. He was to be banished to the Haunted Woods!

Corpheld was summoned to the Faerie Council to receive punishment for his attitude toward the other neopians. The Faerie Queen herself addressed him. "You'll still be a hero--do not fret about that. However, since you do not like the land beneath our skies, I banish you to the Haunted Woods. You will live there, wander there, and be alone. You shall only fly in these wonderous skies when your duty calls you to help neopians. Everyone will adore Core, the super hero, but no one will even know your name. And until someone recognizes you for not only Core, but for Corpheld too, you will forever wander those woods alone." Shocked, Corp nodded and went to retrieve his belongings.

With a heavy heart and a light knapsack, Corpheld landed in the Haunted Woods. Sighing, he began searching for shelter. "One day," he said, "I will return to Faerieland. I'll find a way. I'll find a way...

And so begins the tale of the brave hero Core.