PPC: Challenge AcceptedCaleb was sulking.For Deuce, the issue ended more quickly and easily than it did for his partner, and started when he was strolling down the hallway, his mind lost in thoughts of giant spiders, black stones, and bright blue eyes in an unmarked face. In his inattentiveness he nearly tripped over Jack. The Hunter was sitting doglike against the gray Generic Material, looking glum. To Deuce's surprise, Adder was sitting next to him.The Floater paused, coming smoothly out of his daydream. "Hey, guys. What's going on?""I dunno," Jack replied, pouting. "That's what we're trying to figure out.""Caleb shut him out of the RC," Adder explained.
Severed: Chapter 2 Miles from Greenvale, past sparsely populated farmland, hills, and small towns, lay Cloverton. It was a large city, quite larger than the one to which Monev and her young charge had fled. It attracted many Severed and repelled many more, for the same reason. The Claw. It was a simple name for a group with simple goals. A long-abandoned asylum at the edge of town made up their headquarters. Mortals avoided it. Many demons sought to see it destroyed. The few that did not were usually members themselves. It had grown a bit in the last few years, when the group opened its doors to demons. Before then, it had been a ragtag band of Severed
Severed: Chapter 1November 2010Downtown Greenvale was little more than a collection of slums. The streets were stained and caked with grime, filth lined the gutters, and the alleys stank of poverty. Though there was no real system of gangs, violence was commonplace when the homeless population fought for every scrap.On this night in late November, it was raining heavily. Dark clouds hid the stars and moon from view, and thunder rumbled overhead.A ragged, mangy-looking bear glanced at the dark sky and scowled. He was a mugger, having the best success at night, but no idiot would be out in weather like this. And the homeless ones with no shelter never had
Severed: PrologueJune 2005Desdemona Croft was ten years old, sturdily built, blue-furred, and blue-eyed. She had been sturdily built and blue for as long as she could remember.She had never, on the other paw, been as terrified as she was now.She didn't know how long she'd been lying on the floor. Only a minute before had she awoken, sprawled on her stomach, the right side of her face a mass of pain. Her throat ached so badly that she doubted she would be able to talk. The carpet beneath her was sticky. Around her, she faintly heard voices, footsteps, and a door opening. Her mind buzzed; her fight-or-flight instincts made her paws itch to move, either to
Todd Chapter 5Steadying himself on the bedpost, Todd took a tentative, wobbly step forward. Woodbine hovered near him, making sure the squirrel didn't fall."It's strange," he mused, half to himself. "Other than some cuts and bruises, I wasn't so injured the first time this happens, that I can remember. Now I feel like I've been hacked to pieces, chewed up and spit out.""It weren't a halfscore beasts you fought then," Woodbine reasoned. "And you were mayhap ten or eleven seasons then. They would've been slower if they were surprised. Or they didn't want to kill you, only bring you back.""Why would they want that?"The little rabbit shrugged. "Slaves
Mea CulpaThere had been no warning.She had always been quiet, especially around him. In all his young life, he had never seen her laugh, or even smile. He always thought she was beautiful. Sad, but kind, which was more than his father could say. It wasn't that he thought she didn't love him (though, as he would realize later when he was old enough to see things in hindsight, she didn't; neither of them did, because how could they?)It was just that he didn't know she was supposed to.So maybe he shouldn't have been surprised (oh, what was he talking about? He was three. Only three. Of course he'd been surprised. When you were three, your parents w
Todd Chapter 4The clearing in the Tanglethorns was now full of creatures, seated together beneath the thick brambles. Both the thicket and the formation of the ravine, along with the dark of late evening, shielded the rebels from unfriendly eyes. Rangfar Longtrekker sat before them all, on a boulder so he could be seen, and toyed with a smooth black river pebble in his paws. At the front to his right sat Mitz, bright-eyed and eager as she looked up admiringly at her father. As the beast who had evaded Malobanth's clutches and organized the first slave escape from the fort, the others looked to the vagrant fox as their de facto leader. Tall, strong, and n
TributeAs he had done for seasons innumerable, he walked the halls of the old abbey. He was passing the row of dormitory doorways, and yet he was in the dormitories, and in the kitchens, in the belltower, the gatehouse, the cellars, in every room, every corner, and every nook and cranny. He was everywhere, and yet here he was, stepping reverently over ancient stones, past the Great Hall. Few passed him; none saw him.He was everywhere and nowhere. He was one creature, lingering forever in the home he had helped to make, and yet he was within each and every creature who had ever set paw in the Abbey, and many who hadn't. He would remain there foreve
Ultimate OC Adventure MemeTHE ULTIMATE OC ADVENTURE MEME!RULES1. Don't look at the questions before you fill this out! That's cheating!2. Tag three people (or more) at the end of this meme and you'll get a cookie.3. Try not to skip any questions!4. Have fun!5. Fill out the forms below:CHOOSE EIGHT ORIGINAL CHARACTERS:1. Darian Fell[Male, human, 15. An orphan of war, whose home is destroyed when he is fourteen years old. He owes his life to Deuce, but hates him more than anything.]2. Deuce[Male, human jinx. He escaped Hell through circumstances that remain a mystery, even to him. Currently he exists as a spirit within Darian, taking over when he s
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