We Are Not Alone - A New Mutants Fanfiction (!SPOILERS!)

Reblogged from Writing About Writing Facebook page.

I need help for my next fic: In your opinion, if Shin had been a formally trained Jedi, would her lightsaber had been green (mastery over the Force) or blue (exceptional aptitude in combat)?

The Haunting of the Ardham Lodge - a RubyxChristina fanfiction

A/N: Hey guys! I just posted the prologue and first chapter of my new spooky story, in which Christina goes to her old family home with Ruby so they can empty it before selling it. Here’s an extract and if you’re interested, the link to the full story is at the end!

They'd spent the night in Buffalo before making their way to Ardham. The road was as clear as the sky. They left the highway, snaked through small towns and back roads. The sun disappeared through the trees as they passed an old roofed bridge. The radio began cutting out, and when Ruby grew tired of the static, she turned it off.

"Let's hope the cell reception is better at the Lodge."

"I can't confirm that," Christina said.

It wasn't often that the blonde looked dwarfed by something, but the wheel of the truck was wider than the one of her usual car, and she looked like she would struggle to turn it when she needed to.

"I'm certain there's a phone, though, so at least you can call Leti once we arrive."

Ruby sighed. It was just the matter of a week, two at most anyway. Still, the last time they'd been without signal, they'd been trapped underground in a ruined pyramid no one but them had seen.

She looked out of the window. When the rows of trees on either side of the road disappeared, they were replaced by large expanses of grass. It didn't last long, however, and soon they were back under the shadow of the trees.

"Please tell me we're almost there."

"At the end of the road," Christina promised.

She took Ruby's hands in hers, squeezed it affectionately, then put both hands back on the wheel. When they emerged out of the trees again, Ruby thought she saw chimneys and part of a roof peaking from over the trees.

"Is that it?" she said, pointing to the bricks above the forest.

"No, I don't think so. From the pictures I saw, the Lodge has a glass dome on top."

Ruby rolled her eyes.

"Of course it does. What else does it have?"

"Let's see... fifteen bedrooms, an indoor garden, a reception hall, a library, a game room, an observatory, an elevator, and stables."

Ruby couldn't help but laugh at the ridiculousness of it all. Who needed such a large house with so many rooms in their summer home? The amount of money thrown out of the window, not just by Christina's ancestors, but by the person who would for some reason buy this isolated mansion nowadays was absurd. And it wasn't like Christina needed the money away. She was just tired of paying the cleaning duty every month to keep the house in order. Though Ruby was grateful that the crew had cleaned the mansion the day before their arrival. If there was one thing worse than being stuck in an isolated mansion with no internet for a week, it was being stuck in an isolated mansion in disrepair.

"I see it," Christina said, pulling Ruby out of her thoughts.

Ruby leaned to the front of the car to see ahead of them. A massive building of red bricks rose high above the trees. Ruby saw thin towers and chimneys, straight as poles. Atop the slanted roofs was a large glass dome on which the summer sun reflected.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Ruby muttered at the sight.

Christina chuckled.

"I told you it as big."

"That's not big, that's a royal palace."

Full story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27737389/chapters/67889737

Announcing Star Wars: The Crimson Comet

Hello everyone! Although I've spoken about it on AO3 in the notes of my last Wolfwren story, I still wanted to make an official Tumblr announcement. Starting next week on the 1st of June, and every Sunday this coming summer, I will be posting my own fan-made Star Wars novel!

All of you who have read through my series "The Life of the Wolf, the Wren, and their Cub" have known for a while that I've been working on this. When I started this series last year, I had no idea that I would become so absorbed in this AU, or that so many of you would keep asking for more and more stories with Uschi Wren-Hati.

Here is what I can say for now: The story is set in 34 ABY, just as Leia sends out people to search for her brother Luke. While Uschi and her crew intend to help, they soon find themselves on their own quest to stand in the way of the Force Order, one that forces Uschi to confront her terrible origins...

While I don't want to reveal anymore, I thought I'd leave with a handful of no-context spoilers. I'm excited to hear your guesses and I hope to see you all next Sunday for the first chapter!

I Was Raised out in the Cold - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I have added a new story to my "Ahsoka season 2 and beyond" series, this one about a mission on Hoth! Here is the beginning and if you want to read the full story the link will be at the end!

“Sabine? Sabine? Sabine!”

Shin pushed past her and, contracting the Force above her like a muscle, deflected the snow away from them, blocking the path between them and the stormtroopers hot on their tails. A splash of powdery flakes fell on Sabine. The cold sharpened her mind, bringing her out of her thoughts. Shin turned around to look at her, but there was an indescribable expression on her face.

“Focus, damn it,” she barked at her.

The hissing of a flamethrower echoed on the other side of the wall of snow. They both knew they couldn’t linger. Sabine grabbed Shin by the wrist and took off running.

It had struck Sabine as ironic when they had been assigned the mission. The Empire was using the Rebellion’s former base on Hoth to hide. But now that they were in the thick of it, with no aerial support, she was as far from laughing as could be. Shin escaped her grasp and passed her, brushing against the walls of packed snow of the old trenches. The ammunition storage room would blow any minute now, and they better be out of there before it did.

Behind them, the stormtroopers had cleared the snow with a flamethrower and fired another rocket at them. It impacted on the wall beside them, leaving a melted spot and making the once sturdy snow crumple onto itself. Sabine flinched and picked up the pace. With one blaster in hand, she tried to aim back at them, however the trenches were irregular and their enemies used the terrain to avoid her shots as much as they did.

Ahead, they reached one of the caves that led further into the base. Shin unlocked the heavy door with the Force and pulled it open. As soon as both she and Sabine were inside, Shin shut the door behind them and bent the mechanism inside to prevent the stormtroopers from following.

“Where is Ahsoka?”

Full Story Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51630706

Life Could Be a Dream - a RubyxChristina fanfiction

A/N: Hey guys! Here’s an extract from the first part of my new two-shot, in which Christina inherits a strange book. If you’re interested, the link to the full story is at the end!

"What are we looking at?" Ruby asked.

"A book," Christina replied.

Ruby rolled her eyes.

"I couldn't have guessed it myself. And something tells me this isn't the kind of book we want to open."

Christina touched one of the cogs on the cover, making it turn one notch to the right. They held their breaths, but nothing happened.

"We need the combination," Christina said.

She looked more closely at the mirror in the middle of it all, in case something was hidden inside. All she saw was her eye staring back at her.

"Again, should we open it?" Ruby asked. "It could be trapped. If those Butchers didn't really like your father but wanted him to have it, it probably wasn't out of the kindness of their hearts."

"I've thought of that."

Christina pulled on the straps lightly, but they wouldn't budge. She looked at the back of the book, but there was nothing. She was pulled out of her thoughts when she felt Ruby's hand on her shoulder.

"I know that you're excited about a possible new magic book, but it's locked for a reason. And I don't need to remind you that you're not as equipped to deal with magic as you used to be. The mark is one thing, but whatever's inside, it might be stronger than the mark."

Christina pursed her lips.

"What do you suggest?"

"I'm not going to stop you from trying, because I know then you'll go behind my back. Just promise me that you won't try to open it if I'm not there. I'll place a circle around the book, make sure whatever's inside is contained in case it tries to come out."

Christina looked at Ruby. Under her tutelage, Ruby had made immense progress in the past year, and she was now a very competent practitioner. Christina never tired of hearing her lover speaking so confidently about magic.

"What?" Ruby asked.

Christina pulled her into a kiss.

"Nothing. You get started on the circle, I'll go get some things that might be useful."

Full story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27709844/chapters/67818128

Resistance is Futile - a CindyxAlice fanfiction

A/N: Hey guys! This is an extract from my new flower shop/tattoo shop AU oneshot, in which Cindy stubbornly hates Alice because it’s easier than confronting her feelings. It’s a fun story, I promise. If you want to read the whole thing, you’ll find a link to it at the end! Have a nice Sunday!

A minute is enough to change the course of someone's life forever, for good or bad. A flash, an instant, is enough to turn rags to riches and back around. It can be the difference between life and death. One decision, one moment, can lead one's life down a perfectly different path. In the case of Cindy Berman, however, this kind of radical change of life took fifteen minutes, at the very least.

The Milkman's was where they met after work. By six-thirty, the bar was usually crowded beyond belief, so whenever they wanted to have a drink, Cindy would go ahead while Tommy closed shop. Cindy didn't mind. The bar was clean, seemingly decorated by a baseball fan who hadn't seen a game since 1978, with memorabilia on the walls and over the booths. Most of the usual crowd was made up of nearby shop owners. Fier street was the most commercial street in town, and all the people working there made up a small community of kind, fun-loving people.

When Cindy settled in one of the empty booths, a few of the regulars who had already closed up shop welcomed her. She didn't order anything just yet. Tommy would be here any minute, and they would order then.

One after the other, the red leather-bound half-moon booths were filled up, usually by one person sent ahead like Cindy. Then, the rest of the group would arrive, filling up the booth. They too saluted Cindy in passing. She began to lose patience. She checked her phone, wondering what was taking Tommy so long. He closed off the shop on his own almost every evening, he should be here already.

When the front door opened, and the bell above it rang, Cindy was quick to look up. But it wasn't Tommy. It was a young woman, wearing a rock band tee-shirt. Her hair was a short mess of blonde locks. Both of her arms were heavily tattooed. Cindy spotted the image of a large green and orange snake disappearing beneath her sleeve. The woman looked over the room. All the booths were taken, but there were still a few empty tables at the back, and by the bar counter. Cindy watched as, from behind the bar, Ruby talked to the woman. The blonde turned around to face the waitress. There was enough of a brouhaha already, in addition to the music coming from the speakers, that Cindy couldn't make out what they were saying. Soon, Ruby left to pour a drink and the blonde leaned against the counter, waiting. There was a chain tied to the side of her black jeans. Although she wasn't wearing platforms, the sole of her shoes was still giving her an additional half-inch.

The blonde turned around suddenly, leaning her elbows against the bar. Her eyes spotted Cindy staring at her almost immediately. Cindy averted her eyes, pretending she'd only been giving passing glances to the room and not at all staring at the stranger. She made a show of huffing and checking her phone, then looking back up. The blonde was still looking at her. She gave her a wave. Cindy looked away.

Someone sank in the booth beside her and Cindy jumped out of her skin. It was only Tommy, wearing the orange tee-shirt with his shop's logo on it. The Lumberjack, house plants and botanical shop.

"Where have you been? I've been waiting for fifteen minutes, at least."

Tommy shrugged.

"The curtain got stuck again."

"The longer you wait to call a repairman, the more you're gonna have to pay to replace it when it breaks down for good."

"I'll do it tomorrow," he said, and she knew he would forget and it wouldn't be done until she called someone for him.

"Anyway, what do you want?" he asked as he slid out of the booth.

"The usual."

She followed him with her eyes and noticed the blonde had disappeared from the bar. She was probably hidden in the growing crowd, Cindy figured.

They lingered in the booth for an hour, drinking a beer each – a light pale lager for Cindy, a tall old ale for Tommy. They talked about everything and anything, about Cindy's classes and Tommy's football friends and the movie they were about to see. When Cindy checked her phone again, it was about time for them to leave and she was thirsty.

"I'm going to get a water and pay," she said as she slid out of the booth.

"Can you get me one too? I'm gonna stop by the bathroom."

Tommy stepped through the crowd, too tall to disappear through it entirely. Cindy gently elbowed her way to the bar and waved Ruby over. However, the waitress was fleeting from one table to the next, serving drinks and picking up empty glasses. When Cindy finally managed to flag someone down, it was the bar's owner, Harry.

"Can I get two waters? And then I'm going to pay."

"Sure thing."

Harry slid down the bar and Cindy drummed her fingers on the countertop, following the rhythm of the music.

"Leaving already? Can I convince you to stay for one more drink?"

FULL STORY HERE

Like a Villain (I Couldn't Be) - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! Welcome to my new multichapter story! This is a Canon Divergence I've been refering as "Failed Inquisitor Shin", where her master was Barriss Offee and Shin is now being haunted by Trilla's ghost. Here is the beginning, and if you want to read the whole story, the link will be at the end!

The green lightsaber pierced through Shin’s abdomen. It burned like a thousand stars. The pain blinded her, even as the weapon was swiftly removed from her. She dropped her own weapon – an old, broken red lightsaber – and clutched the hole in her front. She felt the disgusting sensation of the naked air entering the scorch hole on her back. As her brain was screaming, still processing the fact that she had been stabbed by a lightsaber, all her muscles locked up. She tried to stay in the fight, to reach for her lightsaber again, to stand up. Her hand closed around nothing. Her legs shook under her weight. She fell on her back.

A fresh wave of pain hit her. It was so intense it made her sick. She would have puked, if she could remember how. All she could do was roll on her back, searching for light. There wasn’t any. The light of the nearby streetlight was obscured by thousands of tiny black dots exploding, like firework, in front of her eyes. Through the blurriness, she thought she saw someone looking down at her. Then, a voice echoed in her ears.

“Well, well, well, Wookie. Looks like you’re in trouble this time.”

Shin did not stop to think that it was impossible, that the owner of this voice had died a decade before, at least. Instead, she passed out.

The Road Less Traveled - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I'm back with another story from "The Life of the Wolf, the Wren, and their Cub." This one is about Uschi getting her own lightsaber. Here is the beginning and if you'd like to read more the link for the rest of the story will be at the end!

Sabine checked once more that Uschi’s jacket was zipped to the top and her scarf covered the skin of her neck left unprotected by the thick, fur-lined coat. Uschi tried to push her hand away, to no avail.

“I’ll be fine,” the girl assured.

Still, Sabine continued to fret over her. She picked up a woolen hat and forced it onto Uschi’s head, despite her protest.

“You have you comlink?”

“Yes.”

“And your emergency grappling line?”

“You know Ahsoka said it’s cheating.”

“Yeah, well, Ahsoka was raised by a religious cult who thought it was normal to send children alone on an ice-covered planet to gather a little crystal.”

“We didn’t go alone,” Ahsoka chimed in from the doorway to the T-6’s cockpit. “But unfortunately, Uschi doesn’t have any clan members to go with her.”

Sabine placed a hand on her daughter’s shoulder.

“Be careful. And do not hesitate to call.”

Uschi nodded. She walked past Shin, who gave her an encouraging pad on the shoulder, then Huyang who was waiting for her by the door.

“Remember, young Uschi. You must trust your instinct. One crystal within the cave is awaiting you. Your task is only to retrieve it.”

Uschi gave him a serious nod, then stepped out of the ship, and into Ilum’s blizzard. Sabine watched her go with a sigh.

“She will be fine,” Ahsoka assured her. “You’ve prepared her well.”

“I’m allowed to worry, I’m the one who grew up on an ice planet.”

She sat down on the couch in the middle of the ship, and Shin went to sit beside her, wrapping one arm around her.

“You’re cute when you worry.”

“Don’t act like you aren’t worried too.”

Shin shrugged.

“I had to get my crystal in a sleeping volcano. I’d rather see her wondering about an ice cavern than a lava field.”

Sabine placed the comlink on the table in front of her, and leaned into Shin’s embrace. They had been training Uschi on Krownest for the past few weeks, specifically to make this journey to Ilum easier. They had done all they could. Now it was up to her.

The Goddamn Fight of My Life - a Cindy/Alice fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! It has been a long time since I've written anything Fear Street! I found this story almost finished in my vault a few weeks ago and I thought it deserved to be completed and shared! Here is the beginning of the first chapter and if you want to read the whole chapter, the link will be at the end! Enjoy!

The trees bent so hard over the path they threatened to topple at the first strong gust of wind, Cindy thought as she drove past them. She even held her breath. It would be terrible if she ended up trapped in the woods, worse if the car was wrecked by a falling tree. She was supposed to be gone only for the weekend.

The cabin she had rented for them was a small, isolated lakeside cabin. There were, in fact, a dozen or so cabins of various sizes around the lake, with just enough trees between them that they were considered isolated. There was a town twenty minutes away, and a much bigger resort on the other side of the lake. She had thought about renting two rooms at the resort, so they could have gone to the spa all weekend long, but she wanted peace and quiet. No one but Alice.

She was glad her friend had agreed to come with her. They hadn’t had the opportunity to spend some time together since life had gotten in the way. This would be good, she thought. A chance to relax and to think.

Cindy made it through the tree-shadowed path and reached the cabin. It was a bit bigger than she’d imagined, made of dark wood with a moss-covered shingled roof. A motorbike was parked up front, and Alice was standing beside it, smoking. Cindy parked beside her. Tobacco smoke overtook the fresh, humid smell of the lake. The combination reminded Cindy of that fateful summer.

“You know, the point of coming here is to enjoy the fresh air,” Cindy said as she stepped out of the car.

“You should know by now I don’t like the smell of fresh air.”

Alice crushed her cigarette beneath her heel and picked her bag off the back of her bike. Cindy wondered how she’d managed to drive up the gravel path.

“Plus, I was just waiting for your slow ass to catch up.”

Cindy picked her suitcase out of the trunk of her brand-new Chevrolet Citation. Technically it was their car – Tommy and hers – but he had no use for it this weekend, as he was at a conference in Denver. Plus, she was a much better driver than him, and they both knew it.

“You could have just gone with me, you know? Plenty of space in my car.”

Alice, who had already walked up the creaky stairs to the front door, gave one disgusted look at the hatchback.

“I think I’d rather spend another summer at Camp Nightwing than set foot in your family car.”