|The Crimson Angel: Collection One
Author: Little Christian PM
Amelia Sharpe in an ordinary ten-year-old girl. Except for one thing... Follow the adventures of Autumn Brook's super-hero, as she faces ninjas, spiders, and much, much more. If fighting villains isn't bad enough, she has to keep her identity a secret, from her friend at school, her grandmother, and her inquisitive little sister.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Adventure/Friendship - Chapters: 15 - Words: 16,908 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 05-15-13 - Published: 01-22-13 - id: 3094297
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Half-an-hour later, the phone rang. Mrs Sharpe was at a friend's house, so Amelia answered it.
"Hello?" she said.
"AMELIA!" Coop yelled into the phone. "We have a situation!"
"Cooper…" Amelia said in a warning tone. "How many times do I have to tell you before you get it into your head that I'm not going to-"
"I think this'll change your mind, Amelia. Candy Man and Dr. Style teamed up and are robbing the lolly shop on River Street."
"You have my attention thus far; you've got thirty seconds."
"I called you earlier, but Eleanor said you were busy, so I told her to tell you."
"And she has not informed me of anything like that," Amelia replied. "In fact, I haven't seen her all afternoon…"
"I can explain that, Amelia. Eleanor has gone off to fight the villains herself!"
"What?!" Amelia cried. "Coop, she's four-and-a-half! How on earth does she expect to fight Candy Man and Dr. Style?!"
"She took the hover-soles - that's all I know. Amelia, I think she may be in trouble; you have to save her! You HAVE to become the Crimson Angel!"
"The forbidden words…" Amelia growled. "Alright! Fine! I'll be the hero, as usual." She slammed down the phone, and ran to the tree house. She found Cooper already there.
"Amelia," he began.
"Not listening…" she growled, storming into the bathroom with her super-suit. When she came out, she sighed. "Alright, am listening. What do you want?"
"Look, I guess I kinda overreacted about you not wanting to be the Crimson Angel anymore. I understand – a little – why you don't," Coop said as he stood up to look at her in the eyes. "I'm sure all that saving the world is exhausting for someone your age, and I suppose I was really the one being selfish. Thing is, when I first saw you save that woman who was being robbed on the streets, I vowed to help you not matter what. And that was the moment you became my hero - my role-model – and it hurt when you gave up on that. I just want to say I'm sorry for how I've been treating you for the past week, and I was wondering…" He took a deep breath, hesitating, before continuing. "Could we still be friends?" Angel stood silent her arms behind her back, dropping her gaze to hide the tears in her eyes. When she looked back at him, she pulled him into a hug.
"I'm sorry, Cooper," she said. "You're my best friend, and I never want that to change. But now…" She pulled away from him, and started towards the elevator. "I got a sister to save." Cooper watched her go, smiling.
It took Angel longer than usual to get to River Street, because she had no hover-soles. She was thinking about them just as she ran up to the lolly shop.
"Maybe I should call them rocket boots; it sounds cooler," she muttered, then noticed where she was. "Okay, now to find those villains."
"No need," Candy Man laughed, as he was lowered down from the roof by a rope, landing in front of her. "We're right here."
"Maybe you, but I don't see Dr. Style," Angel replied, looking around.
"She's guarding the prisoner. Someone you might know." Just then, the door to the shop burst open, and Eleanor flew out, screaming. Angel gasped, ducking, as she zoomed over her head. She noticed Eleanor wore a blue purple mask on her face, and couldn't help smiling. Dr. Style ran out not far behind, growling.
"Hey, Dr. Style!" Angel called. "Being a villain is out of style this year; I suggest you find another career."
"Not on your life!" the villainess growled. She threw a small disc in her direction, but Angel jumped before it hit her. It ended up hitting Candy Man, and in a puff of smoke, he was tied up.
"That takes care of him," Angel muttered, turning back to face Dr. Style. She wore her leather gloves, and was about to mime a punch, when Eleanor collided with Dr. Style. The hover-soles shut down.
"Who are you supposed to be, anyway?" Dr. Style growled, shoving the girl off her back.
"I'm the Crimson Angel's new sidekick, of course!" Eleanor said, standing and looking to Angel for approval of title. Angel shrugged, and nodded.
"Interesting…" Dr. Style smirked. And what is your superhero name? The Brown Cherub?"
"Actually, no, that's not a good name- OOF!" Dr. Style kicked Eleanor in the stomach with a lot of force, causing her to slam into the wall of the lolly shop. She lay there unconscious, as Angel rushed up to her.
"Sorry, sis can't help you now. I have to stop Dr. Style." She gently tugged the hover-soles off Eleanor's feet, and slipped them on. Then she jumped into the air, activating them, and started miming punches at Dr. Style. Dr. Style soon started avoiding them, and Angel punched more hastily, hoping to knock her out. Soon she grew tired, and gave up. Dr. Style smirked as she watched Angel drop from the air onto the parking lot ground.
"I've told you many times, Angel; you can NEVER beat me!" She grabbed her glittering sword (not only latest villainess clothes, but accessories, too), and raised it to strike. Eleanor stirred, opened her eyes, and gasped as she saw her sister about to be sliced! Thinking fast, she ran towards them, and just as Dr. Style brought down the weapon, she jumped, shoving Angel out of the way.
It all happened too fast for Angel to comprehend. She was lying helpless on the ground, with Dr. Style bringing a sword down to her head, and the next thing she knew, she was roughly pushed across the parking lot, and a scream piercing her ears. When she finally was able to take in her surroundings, she gasped, rushing to her sister's side. Dr. Style was putting away her sword.
"Why on earth," Angel cried. "Did you do that, Ellie?" Eleanor gazed up her sister.
"To save you, sis," Eleanor replied with a weak smile. "She didn't get me."
"Then why did you scream, and why do you look so pale?" Angel asked, confused.
"I was scared," Eleanor replied. "Why else? Aren't you happy I saved you?" Angel hugged her.
"Oh, Ellie, that was stupid; you could have gotten hurt! But yes, I am happy." Just then, the police drove up, and Cooper and the cops emerged.
"I called the police, Angel," he explained, as the officers took Dr. Style and the Candy Man away. "How's everything here?"
"Perfect," Angel replied. "I think I'm back in business!"
After some careful thinking, and discussing with Cooper, Amelia finally decided to let Eleanor be her official sidekick; the Chocolate Fairy, the first ever sidekick in the history of Autumn Brook superheros.
"So we have Angels and Fairies," Amelia told Jenny one afternoon in the tree house. "And when I asked her why she chose chocolate, she just said-"
"Because it sounds sweet," Eleanor interrupted, climbing up the tree house rope ladder.
"What she said," Amelia sighed. "Eleanor, some of us have other priorities, other than playing with a little sister. Now go inside and help Grandma make cookies, or something."
"No, she can stay," Jenny said. "I like little people. Lucinda and I are very close sisters."
"Amelia, why can't we tell her our secret, too?" Eleanor asked. "Your best friend knows, so why can't my best friend?"
"Because, the less people who know, the better," Amelia explained. "You were a nosey little nuisance, and Jenny figured it out on her own, so really, none of us told you."
"What if it just happens to slip out at school?" Eleanor asked, trying to sound casual.
"Eleanor…" Amelia said in a warning tone. "What have you done?"
"Nothing! Honest!" Eleanor quickly exclaimed. "I was just asking!"
"Eleanor, Sharpe, if you told anyone…"
"Uh… Sorry, gotta run, Jenny! AHH!" Eleanor quickly rushed down the slide, with Amelia in pursuit. Jenny leaned over the edge, and watched them run around the yard, Amelia yelling every now and again, and Eleanor screaming and laughing. Jenny laughed, watching them.