Monachi: Masters of Water and Fire

Published by Shamrock Haven Publishing, LLC.
www.shamrockhavenpublishing.com

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and
incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used
fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or
persons, living or dead, is coincidental. This book or any part
thereof may not be reproduced by any means without prior
written consent of the author and the publisher.

I dedicate this book to my friends; Maddy Vogel,
Penelope
Eck,
Briana
Gant,
Gailen
Sendon,
Kaitlyn Osgood, and last but not least Addison
Woelfle. No matter how crazy and odd I get, you
stick around. Thanks for motivating some of the
names in this story. I hope you all enjoy the book!

Thank you!
For your time and interest in
reading
my
debut
"Monachi"
wisdom
novella.
Through
my

and personal
experiences
throughout this story, I wish to inspire
emotional
bursts
in all of you! It may even hold you on the
edge of your seat if you stop at the wrong place.

Although my character
(Tess) is a sad
person, I am not. A friend of mine was going
through a rough time and she was upset, so I
created
a
‘sad’
character
to
show
her
that
everyone
is
sad
sometimes,
yet
can
be
surrounded by people who love and care for
them.

As I write this, I have a second
“Monachi”
novel in the works, which involves the elements
of…you guessed it; earth and air. I hope that you
enjoy this story and look forward to the next one.

Sometimes, when things are happening so
quickly and you’re
being put under
pressure,
your mind goes blank and suddenly you’re at a
loss for words. Well, that’s what happened to me
and my best friend when this whole story began.

But first, let me tell you a little bit about the
two of us. Let’s start with my friend.
Tess is her name, and she is my best friend.
She is twelve years old. Her hair is slightly wavy,
just past shoulder length with lots of body, and is
dark brown with a reddish tint. Her hair style
reminds me of Rose’s hair style from “Doctor
Who
^©
,” her favorite T.V. show. She has tan skin
that never burns from the sunlight. Her eyes are
almond shaped and hazel in color. She wears
prescription lenses with red frames, but most of
the time she wears contact lenses. She loves the
color red because she’s a
pyro
, a lover of fire!
My name is Maddy. I am also twelve years
old. I have straight, shoulder length blonde hair. I
have
peach skin
that
does
burn
easily
in
the
sunlight. My eyes
are also almond
shaped,
however my eyes are light brown in color. My
vision is just fine. My favorite color is blue. I love
water. I love to swim; it’s my life.
Tess and I have known each other since she
and her family moved next door to me and my
family six years ago this month. We have been
best friends ever since.
We were lucky enough to have the same
teachers
all
throughout
elementary
school.
Though, now that we are in our first year of
middle school
we
only have
a few classes
together, including Math, English, and History.
We have Math class right after lunch, and
this is where the story begins….

“So that’s about it,” Tess stated. We were
talking about the
recent trip she went on.
“Sounds exciting,” I told her. A few brief seconds
later the bell rang and we went to math class.

While we were learning about how to find
the area of a circle (Pi times radius squared), we
heard loud banging on the door. The math
teacher fell silent as we all turned our heads to
the back of the room.

Christy opened the door and stood aside as
two men came booming towards Tess and threw
her against the wall. Shocked, Tess just stood
there with her mouth open, not sure what to say.

“What is going on here?” asked our
teacher. One of the men threw a box to him, and
inside was a piece of paper. As the teacher began
to read it silently, the other guy came storming
towards me and grabbed my arms. He proceeded
to throw me against the wall. Just as shocked as
Tess, I too, stood there speechless.

After pulling herself somewhat together,
Tess shouted while being handcuffed. “What do
you want from us?”

“You,
Tess
Turner,
are under
arrest for
being a Monachi. Same goes with you, Maddy
Webber. You are also being charged for being a
Monachi,” roared the guy who was handcuffing
Tess.

In my mind I was wondering;
what is a
Monachi?
In similar words, and infuriated, Tess
had already began asking that question. I was
afraid this would make her even more furious. “I
demand to know whatever a Monachi is, and
why I’m being charged for being one!” she yelled.

“A Monachi is a person that has powers
over one element, of some sort. The reason we
know you’re one is because it’s written in the
stars,”
the
guy
who
was
handcuffing
me
answered.

“SO YOU ARE ARRESTING ME BECAUSE
SOME STARS TOLD YOU TO!” Tess screamed at
the top of her lungs while stomping her foot
angrily.

Tess’s hair started on fire! Yeah, I know it
sounds a little crazy, ok maybe
really
crazy, but I
swear it happened right there in front of my eyes.
Well, of course the school’s fire alarm went
off and water started pouring out everywhere.
But even that didn’t put
Tess’s hair out. The
school evacuated; all except the agents, me, and
Tess.

Tess observed, “My head isn’t even hot.”
How could she even say that? Her head was on
fire! The agents started moving towards Tess.
Then they poured a bucket of water on her head
that put the fire out.

After
they did that, they smacked Tess
across the face and went back to arresting us. I
was pissed off, but I wasn’t about to start a fire.

While the rest of the school was evacuating,
we were being pulled to an unmarked van; like
the ones the FBI uses to catch the most
dangerous
of criminals. They shoved us inside and locked
the door behind us.

We both just sat there, completely
still.
When they started the engine we heard the men
say, “Next stop, Washington D.C.” We looked at
each other. We lived in Idaho. This was going to
be a long ride.

Just then,
we
stopped. “Wait! Carson,
weren’t we supposed to get that Penny girl, too?”,
one of the men asked. It sounded
like Tess’s
arrester.

“For being a chameleon, remember?”
Rodger retorted. Carson left the vehicle and went
back to the school.
“What’s a chameleon?” I asked Tess.
“A chameleon is an animal that can seem to

turn invisible and visible at will,” she whispered
back to me. I figured she would know something
like that. I’ll explain why, later.

Soon after, the back door to the van opened
and Penny was thrown in. Penny is
petite
compared to Tess and I. She has green eyes and
long, smoky brown hair. She is about 4’9 or 4’10
tall. Tess is 5’1, and I am 5’2.

We all sat in the back as the men were
driving. We had
no idea what was going to
happen to us. Tess looked to the front of the van
and yelled, “Hey idiots, will you let us out now!
It’s really not funny anymore.” They didn’t seem
to hear her. She banged against the glass and
yelled even louder, “Hey I’m talking to you!”