#Piece of Eden

[the-anarchy-system]

Does it still count if it's a repost? Sure.

For this month's codexmonthly, "artifact", here is my Apple of Eden prop I made.

@codextober

[empressofthesunwriter]

The flap of Butterfly wings...

Once upon a time, Hiccup had a best friend and Toothless a mate.

But through his decision to pick Berk and Astrid over them, they lost the girls.

In one world Hiccup and Leandra lived their lives away from each other…yet destiny is a funny thing.

Their first story "To Belong" was just one of endless possibilities and this here is another one.

Will Hiccup and Leandra finally be together?

Or will destiny repeat itself?

Chapter 2: Freedom

The next few days our dragon riders try to coax out the scarred and confused Christa.

She had to be for a long time a thrall, she mislearned what it meant to be free.

What it meant to not be hurt for the singles thing.

Trying to get her to eat or doing something nice for her, was too much for the girl.

She couldn’t handle it.

Hiccup and Leandra were starting to get desperate.

How could they help this traumatized child, if they didn’t have a clue how to even work through such terrible experiences she had to endure? What they had suffered on Berk was a joke against Christa’s life.

At night when they slept, Christa stood often up and sat down out in the cold.

She didn’t understand Hiccup and Leandra at all.

Why were they so nice to her? Treated her like a human being?

She was a thrall and nothing more.

Anybody could do with her what he wished.

That’s when the dragon with the golden eyes would join her, Starchaser was her name and sat beside her without touching.

The dragon only purred to her.

Like she was singing a lullaby to a babe.

Like her father once did, before the Eldians came for their tribe.

This…she could handle.

Since the dragon didn’t talk, didn’t want to do something for her, wanted to take care of her.

Starchaser just sat with her and purred. Expecting nothing in return.

Before the Eldians came she remembered that her village had been raided sometimes by dragons too.

It was tiny raids, but still a hassle for her people. Her father told her to be careful around dragons, that they would kill you given the chance, yet neither Starchaser nor Toothless was hostile.

They were loving towards each other and their riders and respectful around her.

But given what she had lived as a thrall for the Eldians it shouldn’t shock her that dragons were much kinder than humans.

So that’s why she let Starchaser sit with her.

Sometimes for hours long, while the others slept.

Never tried the dragon to touch her.

She was just near her.

A comforting presence that Christa nearly had forgotten what it felt like.

After a month of living with Hiccup and Leandra on the vacant island, Christa touched Starchaser for the first time.

She had seen the day before how Leandra had given her dragon a good scratch and pet session and…something like curiosity came to the surface.

Christa wanted to know how Starchaser felt.

It was scaly and warm…and comforting.

Starchaser just stayed still and let Christa pet her to her heart’s content. The little human girl was scarred like a rabbit, you needed to be careful around her.

Now, when they were alone together Christa always gave Starchaser pets.

First came the purring to show her that she liked the pets.

Then came the leaning on more for more pets.

Then begs for more pets.

Two more weeks passed and Christa could pet Starchaser as Leandra did.

It was an amazing feeling.

She didn’t know that Leandra was standing in the shadow of the entrance of the cavern and saw her petting Starchaser.

Leandra got an idea and hoped it would work.

(*)

The next day Leandra sat on Starchaser’s saddle and petted behind her.

“Come, Christa, let’s take a morning flight.”

Hiccup and Toothless were shocked to see that the little girl still carefully walked up to the girls and actually sat down behind Leandra!

Sure she wasn’t touching the other human but had no problem holding into the saddle or Starchaser.

Smiling happy that the first phase of her plan worked, Leandra gave Starchaser the go-to fly.

So they flew up the sky, high where the clouds were.

Christa was feeling things…she couldn’t describe them.

No wait…it felt a bit like before her tribe was attacked by the Eldians.

Full wonder she touched the clouds.

Is that what Leandra and Hiccup always felt when they rode their dragons?

This feeling…was it freedom?

A tear escaped Christa’s eye.

Was she truly free now?

After the first successful flight together, Leandra took now Christa always with her to her morning flights with Starchaser.

It seemed to do wonders for the girl.

Later when she talked with Hiccup about it, he agreed that Christa probably was just like them.

A dragon rider at heart.

Maybe her own dragon could help her?

(*)

“It’s so crazy, I really hope it works.”, mumbled Hiccup to Toothless.

It was now six months after they had saved Christa and our quartet with their guest flow together over the Barbaric Archipelago.

They were looking for a herd of wild dragons, in the hope, Christa would bond with one, which in turn would her help to fight against her inner demons.

“I see some Deadly Nadders!”, called Leandra back to them and pointed at a clearing. “Should we try?”

“Why not?”

So they made their dragons land near the Nadder herd.

Christa looked at them in question. She didn’t get why the flow till here and were now near wild dragons.

The girl trusted Starchaser and Toothless, but wild dragons were something different.

“Christa, do you wanna see how one befriends a dragon?”, asked Leandra softly.

Oh…!

They wanted to show her how to make friends with a dragon.

This…this sounded nice.

Shyly she nodded.

Hiccup and Leandra smiled at her.

She still was not used to seeing people smiling at her.

“All right, then watch closely how Hiccup will do it.”

With that Hiccup carefully walked up to the Nadders.

The dragons stared at him curiously. A human who didn’t attack them on sight was not the norm.

A blu-ish Nadder was close to him. So Hiccup did what he did with Toothless long ago and waited for the Nadder.

After a few seconds, he felt its snout.

Smiling he petted his new Nadder friend.

Christa was astonished.

Incredible so you made friends with a dragon?

That’s when she saw something shimmering on the side. For the first time in a long time, she got curious and walked up to it.

“See, Christa, that’s how you make a dragon friend!”, told her Leandra smiling. She turned to the girl beside her. “Do you want to try-“

Leandra stopped herself from talking as she saw that Christa wasn’t beside her anymore.

No, she was petting a dragon.

But not a Nadder.

“That’s a Changewing!”, shouted Hiccup in disbelief, what Leandra thought.

The blond-haired girl didn’t even notice that Leandra and Hiccup were freacking out behind her, feeling truly happy after a long time as she petted her new dragon friend.

As she inspected the shimmer it had turned into a big brownish dragon, who had titled his head curiously at her.

When her blue orbs meet the dragon’s yellow one, Christa feels something strange but wonderful.

Like she had found something she had lost.

She had done it like Hiccup.

Touching the dragon gave her even more of a strange and welcoming feeling.

The dragon liked her pets, purring at her.

Could she take the dragon with her?

Yes, she could.

It came gladly with her and Hiccup, Leandra, and their Night Furries.

So Christa flows for the first time in her life a dragon and feels true freedom.

Up in the sky, where the clouds were, she was just a girl with a dragon.

No slave.

No burden.

No coward.

Just a normal girl.

It meant she was really, really free finally.

She wasn’t a thrall anymore.

After Hiccup told her, that her dragon friend was male, she knew what to name him.

Frihet, freedom. 

(*)

Two weeks after Christa tamed Frihet, Leandra, and Hiccup asked her if she wanted to travel with them to Spain.

It was high time for the Night Furries riders to be back on the road, but they wouldn’t leave their new friends behind.

Christa didn’t need long to think about it.

Of course, she would stay with them, follow them.

Her village was no more.

She didn’t have a death wish to return to the Eldians and their mad chieftain Fritz.

There was no place she could go besides into the unknown.

No, she rather stays with her friends. That is what Leandra, Hiccup, and their Night Furries were for her and Frihet.

So two dragon riders became three.

In the early morning, they started their journey to Spain.

Our trio flows for some time above the clouds, thinking nothing bad as Toothless' and Starchaser’s ear plates perk up. Frihet also gets tense, he sensed it too.

The dragons glance over their shoulders to see a disturbance in the blanket of clouds.

A strange and arresting masked warrior rises from the clouds, standing upon something unseen. It's armour and cape flap in the buffeting turbulence.

This warrior eyes the dragon riders, pulling up alongside them.

The teens and the young girl sense the approaching figure in their periphery.

“What in Thor’s name…”, Hiccup trails off as he sees the masked warrior.

Is he dreaming?!

“Is this person flying?”, shrieked Leandra shocked out loud, what he thought.

Little Christa hugs Frihet’s long throat tighter, while her dragon purrs at her in comfort.

The warrior stares blankly at them, tilting his head in curiosity while cutting a menacing silhouette.

Then, just as gradually as he rose, the warrior dips back beneath the clouds, disappearing.

“Okay. No sudden moves!”, tells Hiccup his friends.

Suddenly, the warrior explodes out of the clouds before them, standing atop a large unknown dragon.

They circle the three dragon riders forcing them to tread air. The warrior points a staff toward Hiccup, unnervingly, as he returns to face them.

“Hold on, hold on!”, yells Hiccup.

“We are dragon riders like you, we come in peace!”, adds Leandra.

Christa nods her head rapidly.

Toothless, Starchaser, and Frihet growl in warning.

Suddenly, they're ambushed from behind.

Hiccup, Leandra, and Christa are plucked off of their dragons by other dragons and carried off.

“Toothless!”, screams Hiccup for his dragon, who can’t fly on his own.

Starchaser and Frihet try to reach to falling down Night Furry but get ambushed by other dragons too.

The last what our three dragon riders see is Toothless who falls into the ocean.

(*)

Hiccup shivers in the claws of the dragon, surrounded by the strange flock full of breeds he's never seen. He looks back for Toothless, now long gone.

“HEY! YOU LEFT MY DRAGON BACK THERE!  HE CAN'T FLY ON HIS OWN! HE'LL DROWN!”, growls Hiccup at the masked warrior, who leads the dragon flock.

“WHAT DID YOU DO TO STARCHASER AND FRIHET?”, yells Leandra for herself and Christa.

The young girl shivers also in the claws of her dragon kidnapper and has to fight her tears.

First a human prisoner and now a dragon one?

Wasn’t she free?

Why did this happen?

The warrior offers no response to them, seemingly immune to the cold as he leads the dragon flock across the polar night an alien landscape, harsh and foreboding.

Out of the fog looms epic ice formations, jagged, and spiked, like an impregnable fortress.

The young dragon riders would be sure in awe if they weren’t currently worried for their dragons and themselves.

The dragon flock dives into its jagged folds. The wild ride suddenly gives way to multilevel, cavernous chambers made of ice and columns of basalt rock.

It's heavily populated with dragons of all kinds, looming in the shadows.

Leandra, Christa, and Hiccup get dropped in the centre.

Both teens help Christa up, who formally clings to Leandra for protection. The older girl hugs her back, trying her best to comfort her.

Hiccup knows he isn’t built like a warrior, but he would protect the girls as best as he could.

He stands before them calling out into the darkness: “We have to head back for my dragon! Also, give my friends their dragons back. Christa needs Frihet.”

As to prove his point he hears how Christa whimpers, as best as she can with a cut-out tongue.

“It’s okay, it’s okay.”, mumbles Leandra to her. “We won’t let anything happen to you.”

A hissing dragon closes in, sniffing, leering, and aggressive.

Hiccup holds his hands up to show he isn’t armed, then puts a handout and looks away.

The warrior watches keenly from the shadows, as the dragon coo curies at Hiccup, before he touches with his snout the hand of the young boy.

Several aggressive dragons close in behind the three dragon riders. Hearing their hisses, Leandra pets Christa on the head and says to her: “Just do what you did with Frihet. You know that dragons are our friends.”

Still, a bit frightened Christa lets go of Leandra and does as the older girl says.

Leandra does the same too.

After a few heartbeats, both girls feel a dragon snout in their hands.

This seems to calm down the other dragons as well.

The warrior tilted his masked head, curious. He dismounts his dragon and approaches Hiccup and the girls.

“Who are you?”, asks Hiccup.

Christa is again hugging Leandra who looks at the warrior in caution.

“You must be a dragon rider like us, why did you kidnap us?”, she wants to know.

He circles them in silence, taking them in.

This boy who is clearly from a Viking village, the tanned girl in a Viking dress but clearly a foreigner, and the little scarred girl in a dress who seems a bit too big for her. Clearly, it belonged to the older girl once and was sewn to fit the younger one.

“Do you even understand what we are saying?”, wondered Hiccup frustrated.

In answer the warrior whirls and hammers his staff.

In response, three large dragons ascend from the depths, carrying Toothless, Starchaser, and Frihet.

Hiccup and Leandra say the name of their dragon relieved, while Christa smiles big.

Toothless is dumped on the ground next to Hiccup, sopping wet. Hiccup rushes to him, petting him reassuringly. Toothless coos in relief.

“It's okay. I'm glad to see you, too, bud. You really had me worried there.”

Next Starchaser and Frihet get dumped before their riders.

Christa just hugs Frihet tightly, who wraps himself formally around her, while Leandra gives Starchaser a lot of kisses on her head.

“Oh Star, thank the lord, you are okay!”

Her dragon nuzzles her in a way that spells that she is glad that Leandra is okay too.

The warrior rattles his staff at a nearby dragon.

In response, it and the surrounding dragons produce firelight from their throats, spotlighting the three dragon riders and their dragons.

Then he sets down his staff and shield, and approaches Hiccup, cautiously and animal-like.

Toothless snarls and circles Hiccup defensively, but then instantly yields to the stranger's outstretched hand. With a quick, disarming gesture, the warrior lays Toothless down in a state of bliss.

Of course, Starchaser wants to protect her mate, but the same trick works on her too.

Now two blissful Night Furries lay on the ground.

Frihet gets ready to spit his acid, yet one upward gesture from the warrior, and he is a blissed-out dragon too.

Hiccup and the girls are astonished.

The warrior's hand continues toward Hiccup's face. He recoils, but the warrior persists, finding the faint scar on Hiccup's chin, glinting in the firelight.

Their kidnapper gasps and retreats a few steps.

“Hiccup?”, says surprisingly a female voice, shaking with emotions. “Could it be? After all these years? How is this possible?”

“Uh, should I... should I know you?”, asks Hiccup and looks to Leandra and Christa who shrug their shoulders at him.

They haven’t the faintest idea what is going on right now too.

“No. You were only a babe...”, starts the strange woman who slowly removes here mask.

A beautiful woman with green eyes and her auburn hair in three braids was hiding behind it.

Leandra and Christa look from her to Hiccup and back.

These two… look like they could be related!

What?!

The woman’s eyes meet Hiccups, equally wide-eyed and aghast.

“... but a mother never forgets.”, she ends her sentence.

Hiccup stammers, tongue-tied, aghast.

Christa has wide eyes and blinks.

Leandra is the only one who sums up the situation in perfection: “What the heck?!”

(*)

Our three dragon riders run after the woman through tightly winding corridors.

“Hold on! Wait just a minute! Come back here!”, calls Hiccup after her.

“This way. Come.”, is the only answer of the woman.

“You can't just say something like that and run off! You're my mother?! I mean, what the -- do you grasp how INSANE it sounds?!”, he shouts after her. “I have questions!”

“We all have questions. Didn’t you tell me your mother was eaten by a dragon?!”, reminds him, Leandra, holding hands with Christa, so she can keep up with them.

They follow Hiccup’s supposed mom over the difficult terrain. Together and helping each other clamber over a tall rock.

“That’s what everyone told me back home, I mean-“

He is lost for words as he sees where they are now.

A giant ice chamber teeming with ferns, waterfalls, hot springs, and thousands of new dragons.

Even Leandra and Christa stop walking with their chins on the floor.

Neither of the three has seen something that beautiful.

Their dragons join them, curiously looking around.

Hiccup spots his….mother clinging to a basalt overhang, watching him and the girls.

“This is where you've been for 15 years?”

“You believe her!”, whisper-shouts Leandra shocked, and even Christa gives him a look alla are you crazy?

“She looks how my father always described her.”, he gives them one reason. “Also she knows my name. Leandra, you didn’t use my name the whole time we were here with her, so how else should she know it?”

The two girls look at each other and then shrug.

Well, they can’t say anything against it and so long as Hiccup’s mom didn’t hurt them they would accept this.

Crazy as it was.

Hiccup’s mom nods from her perch answering the question of her son.

“You've been rescuing them.”, declares the boy.

She nods again, this time with a smile.

“Unbelievable.”

“I wanna add an uff to it.”, pipes Leandra up.

Christa nods in agreement.

This whole thing got crazier by the minute!

Hiccup’s supposed dead mom wasn’t dead but a dragon rider, like them, and a dragon rescuer.

Wow!

“You're not upset?”, ask him his mother unsure.

“What? No. I don't know. It's a bit much to get my head around, to be frank. It's not every day you find out your mother is some kind of crazy, feral, vigilante dragon lady.”, blabs Hiccup what comes to his mind.

He is still reeling too, okay?

She chuckles, and using her dragon's wing, lowers herself to the ground like a skilled acrobat.

“At least I'm not boring... right?”

“I suppose there is that... one... specific... thing...”

Excited dragons rush up to greet the three dragon riders and their dragons. The humans pet a few, marvelling at the vast dragon utopia before them.

“Maybe it’s time we introduce ourselves.”, says Leandra and grins crookedly at Hiccup’s mom. “It’s not every day you meet the dead mom of your best friend. I’m Leandra Alvarez, it’s nice to meet you…erm…Mrs. Haddock?”

Mrs. Haddock gives her a reassuring smile.

“Please a friend of my son can call me Valka.”

“Valka, okay, noted.”

“And who is the little one?”

Valka crouches down to see into Christa’s eyes, she is approaching her as one would do with a baby dragon.

“That’s Christa…mom.”, tests Hiccup for the first time calling her this. “She is a former thrall, her old master cut out her tongue so she can’t talk.”

 “You poor dear!”, Valka gasps. “No one will hurt you here, I promise.”

Christa gives her a shy smile.

That’s when Frihet snuggles up to Christa like he wants to say just try it and I will acid you back to the stone age.

“Incredible, you three made friends with dragons.”, can’t Valka help herself to say.

She never imagined her son would become a dragon rider. When she thought about him, she hoped he was more like his father. No one should be like her on Berk.

But these three weren’t on Berk.

Valka wonders what the story is behind this.

Asking now wouldn’t be wise, besides she was so curious about the two Night Furries before her.

“Can I... ?”, she asks her son and Leandra for permission, who nods at her.

She pets the two black dragons, who nuzzled her softly.

“Oh, they are beautiful. They may be the last of their kind.”

“Then it’s good that they are mates.”, explains Leandra. “Green eye is Toothless Hiccup male dragon and gold eye is Starchaser my female dragon. And our Changewing friend is Frihet, male too.”

“Night Furrie hatchling I would love to see this.”, gushes Valka, inspecting the talons as Toothless and Starchaser roll onto their backs, nuzzling her.

“And look, he's your age! No wonder you get along so well.”

Hiccup smiles, astounded by Toothless' affection for Valka.

“Our girl here is actually older, seventeen. How old are you Leandra?”

“Sixteen, Valka.”

Leandra gives her dragon a smug look.

“So you are older than me, heh Star.”

Starchaser gives a little huff.

“Toothless your mate is older than you? Do you have a thing for older girls or what?”, jokes Hiccup with his dragon, who huffs also at him.

Meanwhile, Valka checks Toothless teeth. They recede into the gums at her touch.

“And retractable teeth? Ah! How did you manage to—“

“--I found him in the woods. He was shot down and wounded. Starchaser found us a few days later.”

Valka winces and offers a sympathetic nod as she stands to caress a few of her own rescued dragons.

“This Snafflefang lost his leg to one of Drago Bludvist's iron traps.”, she tells the kids, who look at each other in confusion. Who is this Dragog Blood Fist? “This Raincutter had her wing sliced by razor netting. And this poor Hobblegrunt was blinded by a tree snare... then left to die alone and scared. And what of this? Did Drago or his trappers do this, too?”

“Erm…mom…”

“Erm…Valka…”

“Yes, dears?”

“Who is Dragog Blood Fist?”

The older woman blinks at them before she turns white as a sheet.

“You kids don’t know? Drago Bludvist is a madman who captures dragons! He is a vile human being who does anything to get his hands on dragons. I still don’t know why he does it. He doesn’t kill them…he just keeps them in cages.”

“Asshole!”, declares Leandra.

Christa frowns and Hiccup nods in agreement.

“Heh. Well, the crazy thing is...”, starts Hiccup to explain to his mom Toothless condition. “I'm actually the one who shot him down.”

His mother glares, confused.

“Because he wanted to be a Viking.”, adds Leandra. “Turned out he isn’t on and doesn’t want to be one.”

“What did your father think of your Night Fury friend?”

“I will never know… Me and Leandra actually run away from Berk and saved Christa from being hunted down like a pig.”

Valka blinked at the sheepish grins the kids gave her.

“All right, I think we need to sit down and talk. Come with me.”

(*)

The humans and the dragon riders are all around sitting in the cave Valka has turned into a little flat.

Hiccup and Leandra are finishing their tale, Christa drinking a cup of tea Valka had made for her and the older woman listening attentively.

“…And that’s about it. We were on our way to Spain before you snatched us up Mom.”, finishes Hiccup.

Valka can’t help but shake her head and smile bittersweet at him.

“To think you are just like me. You couldn’t kill a dragon. I hoped for you that you were more like your father, no one should get through what I expired on Berk, but hoping was fruitless.”, she signs.

“Valka do you mind telling us your story?”, asks Leandra. “I think it’s only fair.”

Of course, she would and the two teenagers and child listened to Valka’s story of the faithful night that changed her life.

“…It broke my heart to stay away, but I believed you'd be safer if I did.”, she ends and you can clearly see the remorse in her eyes.

If she only had known what her son had to endure without her, that he was like her…she would have snatched him and Leandra up and Christa too.

Hiccup considers his mother’s tale, then raises his eyes to hers, seeing the sting of remorse.

“How did you survive?”

Here she smiles and pets her owl-like dragon.

“Oh, Cloudjumper never meant to harm me. He must've thought I belonged here...come I will show you.”

So they follow her out again to the edge of the raised natural terrace, overlooking the steamy oasis with its flowing hot spring waterfalls.

Half-submerged in the warm lake below, a massive white dragon with pronounced, mammoth-like tusks rests benevolently on the banks, his stately countenance like that of a lion surrounded by his pride.

“Dios mio, it’s huge!”, can’t Leandra help herself.

Hiccup is speechless, while Christa’s chin is on the floor.

“In the home of the great Bewilderbeast.”, continues Valka her sentence from before. “The alpha species. One of very few that still exist. Every nest has its queen, but this is the king of all dragons.”

Dragons land and bow reverentially to the Bewilderbeast. Valka gestures to the spiked ice ceiling that acts as a sweating greenhouse.

“With his icy breath, this graceful giant built our nest. A safe haven for dragons everywhere. He protects us. We all live under his care. And his command.”

“Incredible.”, declares Hiccup, while Leandra and Christa nod in agreement.

They pass an eggshell-littered nursery.

Hatchlings dart out of it, greeting them excitedly and inciting chaos. Toothless, Starchaser, and Frihet are overwhelmed by their manic picking and scratching.

Cloudjumper baulks and sends them scattering.

“All but the babies, of course...”, chuckles Valka, as the hatchlings clamber on top of the Bewilderbeast and play on his massive tusks, despite his authority. “... who listens to no one.”

The Bewilderbeast lets out a frosty snort, sending off the youngsters to spread more mischief.

Now awakened, the Bewilderbeast raises his gargantuan head to take a closer look at the three young dragon riders, coming eyes to massive eye.

Valka bows in his presence, as do Toothless, Starchaser, and Frihet.

“I've lived among them for 15 years, Hiccup, Leandra, and Christa learning their ways, discovering their secrets...”

The gentle giant dragon acknowledges Hiccup and the girls with another icy snort, slicking back Hiccup's hair in a frosty veneer. Icicles are formed on the dresses of the girls.

The older woman laughs.

“He likes you three.”

“Wow.”

“Dios mio.”

Christa smiles just happy.

“You kids must be hungry.”, says Valka to them.

“Uh, yeah. I could eat.”, agrees Hiccup.

“Me too!”, tells also Leandra.

Shyly raising her hand, Christa means she could eat too.

“Good. It's feeding time.”

(*)

Christa is actually Ymir Fritz or as I like to call her more Ymir the founder from Shingeki No Kyojin or Attack on Titan.

My headcanon is that King Fritz, this bitch ass motherfucker cocksucker, gave Christa the name Ymir after Ymir the Norse Giant God since Eldians are based on the Vikings.

Christa is her real name I believe because when Frieda read the story of the devil and Ymir to Historia she called the girl Christa.

It makes sense that the direct descendants of Ymir and King Shit knew the real name of Ymir the founder.

So she will be called by her name Christa and not the slave name Ymir.

I choose the Changewing for Christa as a dragon because I think a dragon who spits acid is really cool and special for our Christa.

I was tempted to call him Eren, but Frihet-Freedom is better. XD  

Tatakae! XD

I hope you enjoyed the chapter.

Till next time my loves .3.

[orphiceonian]

Ac1week//02 eden

[rk-ocs]

I've decided some things about why Des is alive. Its because of Clay. Or rather his ghost. 

His fixation , what he died for, was saving Desmond. And the world, clearly, but he didnt want Des to die with it.There is a window of opportunity. Be close enough to his death spot, to give him a second life, using energy from Red and a bit of magic. It cost an arm, and blood, and another soul. A sacrifice. 

Magic potential is determined by blood percentage, yes. 

Magic can be put on\in things. Drawn out in blood numbers and ink. Stitched into cloth while chanting, and making set patterns, one must renew. Tattooed. Ritual is important. 

And of course, the biggest thing, convincing the universe and yourself. 

There can be no room for doubt, when doing magic, else the universe takes the opportunity to subvert it. 

It can mean insisting that your knife is in your pocket, and confidently pulling it out. It can mean, jumping off a cliff in a leap of faith. 

Numbers have certainty, have equations you memorize, and possibilities which you can determine the likelihood of which is why most of reds magic is in numbers.

POE's don't need to convince the universe, they blatantly do what the do in the face of it.

-"So no room for doubt or else it's gonna backfire terribly"

It could just straight up not work. 

The universe is a living thing. It has moods.

Reds POE does make it easier when she decides she will find a mathematical way to teleport. It's not used often because it's draining, but sometimes she does use it to be annoying.

She has one that's desperation. It's for escape, and it sets the restraint (and whatever skin is in contact with it) on fire.

Rope, chains, doors, walls, another person, hot enough until you get out, but at a cost. 

Worth it, she thinks. Despite the burns she sustain s from it.

You need to have the confidence and assurance It will work, to get the universe to let you do shit. And keep it, as it will try to interrupt.

Its harder then it sounds. Which is why it's easier to learn as a kid then adult.

Which is why she has trouble teaching Des Magic. 

Desmond may lose his arm, in the Gambit that Clay and Red take to save his life. 

Like, I guess consider Desmond a character with high MP and only one spell, and Red has less MP but higher magic stat and more spells. Sorta

[dzthenerd490]

File: Assassin's Creed - Crescent Amulet

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Warning! The following is to only be seen by administrators and O5 council members. If you are not of Level 5 Clearance, you will be exterminated by order of the O5 council!

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SCP#: AGS

Code Name: The Crescent Amulet

Object Class: Anticipi

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-AGS is to be sent to Site-AP and locked within the Level 4 Emergency Armory. The armory locked behind advanced and experimental containment locks and security measures to ensure no one without the passcode identification can pass through. The armory is to only be opened when a worst-case K Class Apocolyptic Scenario event occurs. As such anyone who accesses SCP-AGS when no such event has occurred or without the proper clearance, they are to be targeted with Protocol Legacy's Downfall, there will be no exceptions.

Description: SCP-AGS is a crescent shaped amulet made by Species of Interest: The ISU. the amulet has the same anomalous ability as most ISU technology does which is to control the minds of everyone except those with [data expunged] status. However, SCP-AGS is a specialized item belonging to the ISU, so it is in possession of several other anomalous abilities. 

Such anomalous abilities include: 

- Necromancy - SCP-AGS allows the user to heal all wounds even fatal wounds to bring even the dead back to life. However, if someone has been dead for 72 hours or longer than the body will be possessed by energy of the SCP-AGS and not the original soul. These undead corpses will obey the user of SCP-AGS until they are destroyed. The user is able to summon at least [data expunged] of these undead corpses though possibly more. 

- Illusion projection - SCP-AGS can project illusions into the mind of anyone who is able to be under the influence of mind control. Such illusions can affect all five of the senses quite easily and without restrictions. Though the limit is that only five people at a time can be subjected to these illusions and it must be the same illusion for all of them. 

- Holographic projection - SCP-AGS can project 3D holograms of anything the user desires weather it be data, recordings caught form SCP-AGS's memory of previous users, or anything else from the current SCP-AGS user's memory or even their imagination. 

- Accelerate learning - The wearer of SCP-AGS is able to process information at an accelerated pace and can retail all memories of what they learned while wearing SCP-AGS. SCP-AGS essentially turns the user's brain into a computer able to not only think fast but able to make their own calculations and think up simulated experiments like a computer can with the same if not more effective accuracy. They'll be able to remember, learn, and think with perfect speed, clarity, and efficiently. 

- Immunity to Stalking - SCP-AGS prevents anyone, and anything form watching them from far distances. This includes usage of telescope or similar tool, satellite cameras, magic, thaumaturgic rituals, metaphysical means, recordings, use of anomalous senses, thaumaturgic technology, para technology, and other anomalous means. All attempts either lead to malfunction, pain in the viewer's eyes, and/or the complete erase of memories of viewing in the first place. 

SCP-AGS was discovered in 2020 after it was retrieved in the mission when Mobile Task Force Athena-1 "Assassin's Creed" came into conflict with Group of Interest: The Valravn Corporation over a shipment of anomalous items owned by Group of Interest: Abstergo Industries. Thankfully Captain Alexia and her team managed to take the entirety of the shipment including SCP-AGS with minimal casualties. Surprising since they had to fight against both Groups of Interest at the time. Please see Action Report: Assassins vs Vikings for details. 

Because SCP-AGS was deemed dangerous a majority of the Foundation agreed it should be locked away in Site-AP until such time as it is needed like an K Class Apocalyptic Scenario. 

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SCP: Horror Movie Files Hub

[hinamie]

looks at hair slicked back megu I Could Fix Him

[lily-channn]

Idk why it took me so long to get around to do this. Anyway, have an incorrect quote with a Sky OC :)

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[legionofpotatoes]

Here's a second N7 Day surprise, thanks yet again to @swaps55 - we added Eden Prime to our lineup of Mass Effect destinations! I don't think I need to explain the profound importance of this one; the moment I laid eyes on a gas bag I knew I would pay respect to it in art form one day. Was just a matter of time and sufficient accumulation of skill. But we finally did it, folks.

As an added bonus, we helped tease the final piece to today's treasure hunt for Mass Effect's newest reveal over on the dreaded bird website. Caused quite the hubbub but was certainly a fun time!

[cultofthorns]

[heibon-hiroo]

oughh hiyojun...save me hiyojun save me hiyojun save me

[empressofthesunwriter]

The flap of Butterfly wings...

Once upon a time, Hiccup had a best friend and Toothless a mate.

But through his decision to pick Berk and Astrid over them, they lost the girls.

In one world Hiccup and Leandra lived their lives away from each other…yet destiny is a funny thing.

Their first story "To Belong" was just one of endless possibilities and this here is another one.

Will Hiccup and Leandra finally be together?

Or will destiny repeat itself?

I know I said in the previous chapter that this would be a new version of  My War but then my brain went: What if it's a mix of Together, We Map the World and My War? SO Hiccup-Runeaway Fanfic and them after their traveling the world need to return to Berk to avoid the end of the world!

Yeah!

Also, the first half of the chapter comes from Chapter 5 from To Belong.

So enjoy!

Chapter 1: Runaway's

“Astrid, Toothless, and Starchaser. Toothless and Starchaser, Astrid.”

“They are so not charmed to meet you!”, adds Leandra dry and pets her growling dragon.

Astrid backs away, eyeing Hiccup, Leandra, Toothless, and Starchaser together with pure disgust. She turns and runs for the village.

“We're dead.”, deadpans Hiccup.

Satisfied with Astrid's departure, Toothless and Starchaser turn away. Leandra flicks her long black hair and turns to their baskets.

“Where do you think you're going?”, asked Hiccup the Night Furries and then turned to Leandra who picked up her basket. “And what are you doing?”

“If I remember right, we wanted to leave stupid Berk. Just getting my stuff.”

“Lee, you can’t be serious. Astrid is going to tell everybody about Toothless and Starchaser!”

“And? It’s not like we stay here. Let her blab about it all she wants. No one is seeing us again.”

From Hiccup comes only silence.

Frowning Leandra turns to her best friend and sees the fight in him.

“Hic, Hiccup, please no! Let us just go! What has Berk ever done to us besides making us feel miserable? We will be much happier in Spain with my Abuela or we can even see the whole world! Think about it, we will be free finally!”

The boy looks at the ground and makes a fist. He needs to make a decision now.

In another world, Hiccup chooses Astrid and Berk over his lifelong friend, who loved him unconditionally, setting things in motion which would separate them forever.

But this is not this world!

Hiccup saw a beautiful blue butterfly fluttering past him.

The boy had a feeling that destiny, his and Leandra's destiny was about to change with his decision.

Why is he even thinking about running after Astrid and making her see the truth about dragons?

She was a Viking, a perfect Viking girl who always ignored and even looked down on him.

Now she even hated him for being better at Dragon Training!

And he really thought he could change her?

If the years of bullying and the indifference of the adults taught Hiccup one thing, that all thought HE should change because they were right.

Only Leandra didn't want him to change.

She accepted him for who he was!

He could never choose her over stupid Berk.

"You are right.", he told her and grabbed his own basket. "Let's get out of this dump!"

His best friend gave him such a brilliant smile, that Hiccup felt himself blush.

He never saw her this happy.

"I know you wouldn't leave me hanging."

The black-haired beauty gave him a short hug and a kiss on the cheek before she mounted Strachaser.

Blushing red, Hiccup touched his cheek. His skin burned formally.

When they were little Leandra had given him cheek kisses, but this...this was different.

It made his stomach all tingly.

That's when Toothless with a huge gummy smile came to him, nudging him.

Was his best bud mocking him?!

"Hiccup!", called Leandra from Starchaser back. "Come on get going, before Astrid brings all Berk back here!"

Oh right!

Still blushing, he mounted Toothless and they flowed into the sky.

Towards freedom.

(*)

When Astrid reaches the village she makes haste to find their chief.

She can’t believe, no actually, scratch that she can totally believe that Hiccup made friends with a dragon. She feels like throwing up.

How could he do such a terrible thing?!

She didn’t care for Alvarez, she was a foreigner, no Viking, and she could never understand what honour it was to fight dragons who invaded them.

But Hiccup should! He was even their heir! The next chief!

Hah, he was a fraud and a traitor to all humanity!

He never was a Viking!

She finds Stoick talking with Gobber in the Great Hall. He seems so happy, surely because Hiccup was given the honour to slay the Monstrous Nightmare.

It didn’t sit well with Astrid that she had to take this away from the chief. He deserved a better and worthy son.

And what did he get?

A species traitor, who chooses them all over a dragon.

Like she goes into battle she makes herself ready to tell anything.

(*)

The night sky is beautiful today.

Were the stars always so bright?

Was the moon always so pretty?

Or was the world beautiful now, because they were finally free?

Leandra takes a deep breath and lets it out.

All her worries, all her sadness, all her struggles.

They will stay on Berk.

On this miserable rock, she had to endure for ten years.

She would have turned crazy if she didn’t make friends with Hiccup.

The black-haired girl turns her head to her best friend who flies beside her on Toothless.

He also seems…serene, and calm…like a huge burden was taken from him.

And it actually was, he didn’t need to kill the Monstrous Nightmare, he didn’t need to be the heir of his father, and he could finally be himself without worrying about disappointing someone.

Now he was only Hiccup.

A boy who loved to invent, learn new things and spend time with his best friends.

A Night Furry and a Spanish girl, who never treated him like he was useless.

Leandra was right, should Astrid tell his father about Toothless and Starchaser, they would never return to Berk.

They would make the whole world their home.

But first, they wanted to make a stop.

“So how long will it take us to go to Spain?”, ask Hiccup Leandra.

“If I study the map of my father right and how fast our dragons are flying and need breaks, maybe a week, two tops.”, answered Leandra.

“I can’t wait to see how you grew up.”, tells Hiccup her exited.

“Oh guys, you are going to love it. The colours, the lifestyle, the food! The village of my Abuela is on the seaside so Toothless and Starchaser can eat plenty of yummy Mediterranean fish!”

The Night Furries practically salivated at that, which made the Riders laugh.

“Do you think we are far away enough from Berk?”, wonders Leandra.

“Let’s fly for a bit more.”, tells her Hiccup. “Just to be sure. Toothless, Starchaser, you guys can still go on, right?”

From the dragon come agreeing huffs.

And so they fly under the starlight sky, full of new possibilities.

(*)

Meanwhile, on Berk, it was pure chaos.

Stoick didn't want to believe that his son was a traitor, that even Leandra was one, but one thing was clear.

Both children had vanished without a trace.

"I keep telling you, the flow away on their dragons.", spat Astrid, who was beside her parents.

Her mother told her to be still, which made Astrid pout.

Why didn't anybody believe her?

Instead, they had a search party going on for the traitors.

She hates that she is so young and no one will listen to her!

When she will slay the Monstrous Nightmare, they will have to believe her!

(*)

“Uurgh, I’m so tired.”, groans Leandra from her makeshift sleep place.

She has her head buried in her pillow and Starchaser wing wrapped around her like a blanket.

Her Night Furry cooed at her, giving her a gentle nuzzle.

Hiccup, who is like Leandra, cuddled up to Toothless yawns.

“Today was crazy. Let’s sleep in before we continue our travel to Spain.”, he proposes.

“Good idea.”, mumbles Leandra and cuddles up to her dragon.

Not even a second later she is in dreamland.

The boy chuckles at the soft snores his best friend makes and cuddles himself to Toothless too.

His dragon crooks at him.

“You will see bud, this will be an awesome journey.”, he whispers to his dragon, petting his snout. “Maybe we can find more Night Furries. So you and Starchaser aren’t alone anymore.”

At this, Toothless cooed.

Finding more of his and his mate’s species would be wonderful. They may have each other, but they still miss the flock they grew up in.

It doesn’t take long for the boys to fall asleep.

The last one to fall asleep is Starchaser.

She looks in the direction where they came from, this Berk.

The place that hurt her girl and also her boy.

Starchaser hopes with all her heart that these people will get what they deserve.

(*)

“What kind of giant-ass tree is that?”, ask Leandra fascinated.

They are flying over a great big forest, bigger than the one in Raven Point, but this tree takes the cake.

It nearly reaches this high up where they fly.

“Don’t know Lee.”, answer Hiccup also fascinated with the plant life. “I never saw something like that or read about it.”

“Oh, I wanna look at it, you think we can take a break?”

“Well, I don’t see why not, it’s nearly lunchtime. What do you say, Toothless and Starchaser?”

From the dragons come agreeing sounds.

So they take their lunch break under the enormous tree.

Leandra can’t help herself and enters it through the hole in the trunk, Starchaser follows her girl without thinking twice.

“Don’t hurt yourself.”, calls Hiccup, sitting by their fire with Toothless to her.

“It’s a tree, what can it do to me?”

The inside of the tree is really…creepy.

Even Starchaser is hissing at the small pool of water which is inside the tree trunk. Leandra guesses the water isn’t pure enough to drink.

Why else would Starchaser hiss at it?

A bit disappointed the girls rejoin the boys.

“And?”, asks Hiccup.

“There is a little pool of water in it, but Star hissed at it like it was an eel, so we better not touch it.”

Hiccup agrees and the humans start to pack their things.

They ate and explored a bit that was enough.

If they wanted to reach Span in a week, or two they needed to be on the road so to speak.

Hiccup puts his last thing away when he hears it.

The sounds of someone who is breathing heavily.

His company seems to hear it too because they stare in the same direction he is looking.

Not a second later some stumbles out from the bushes. Leandra gasped shocked and even Hiccup couldn’t help himself.

A girl.

A bloody dirty girl with an arrow sticking out of her shoulder, not older than ten perhaps falls on the ground before them.

She has blond hair with a band on her head and a simple dress.

Her eyes are blue.

There is so much pain in it, so much suffering and sorrow, that Hiccup wants to cry.

The girl looks at them and their dragons with a resigned look. Like she is expecting them to kill her.

This doesn’t sit well with either of them.

“You poor sweetheart!”, coos Leandra at her and slowly kneels down beside her to not spook her. “Who did this do you?”

“Can you help her, Lee?”, asked Hiccup, looking around for the danger the girl ran away from.

Their Night Furries are alert, staring into the forest too.

“Maybe. But whoever did this to her, has to be near, we should take her with us.”

It’s like the gods or Leandra’s god wants to prove her words right since they hear the barks of dogs, the galloping of horses, and the shouts of men.

“She has to be here!”

“She can’t hide from us!”

“You will pay in the name of Fritz!”

“Let’s go!”, commands Hiccup practically.

He and Leandra help the younger girl up and get her on Starchaser. The little girl let it just happen, without a fight, without a word.

Leandra grips her around the frail waist, making her sit before her.

Hiccup jumps on Toothless and the five fly up in the sky right on time, before one of these men breaks into the bushes.

They wouldn’t be safe here.

They needed to find an isolated island or something.

Leandra and Hiccup just hoped the younger girl would survive this long.

(*)

Hiccup was sitting with Toothless and Starchaser by their new campfire. He was staring at the flames and thinking about what happened in the last few days.

After they took the little girl with them, they found fast a little uninhabited island and made camp there.

They chose a cavern for it, so they would be protected from the elements.

Leandra didn’t waste time and used all her healing knowledge to help the unknown girl.

This was five days ago.

She still hadn't woke up.

His best friend said that their guest had lost a lot of blood, and she needed time to regenerate it.

But he had seen the fear in Leandra’s brown eyes. The fear that the little girl wouldn’t make it. That all her efforts to save her life were for nought.

Hiccup self didn’t know how to handle all this. Healing was Leandra’s field and he didn’t want to make her more hopeless by voicing his opinions.

As he had seen today the little girl, she seemed even more white than before.

This couldn’t mean anything good.

Frustrated he throws a little stick into the flames.

Toothless, whom he was leaning on, made a question sound.

“Just thinking, bud.”, he assured his Night Furry. “Don’t worry.”

Even Starchaser, cuddling up on Toothless’s side, gave him a wary look.

He grinned crookedly at the dragons.

That’s when Leandra stepped out of the cave after her hourly check-up on her patient.

Hiccup just looked at her. He didn’t need his best friends to use words.

“Her heartbeat is normal and she breaths better. She got even a bit of colour back. I’m sure, she will make it.”, said Leandra and leaned herself on Starchaser.

“That’s good, Lee. Any idea what we should do after she wakes up?”

“Asking her if she has family we can return her to, but seeing she has been hunted down…”

The boy understood.

“You are afraid that she doesn’t have anyone who would take her back because she was treated like a criminal.”

“Yes.”, signend Leandra. “Even if I can’t comprehend what crime a ten-year-old child could do, that allows such a manhunt for her.”

Yeah, but he could imagine a few things.

The Vikings on Berk weren’t like this, but he knows from his fat- from Stoick that other Viking tribes are ruthless with humans. Even more so if they did a crime in their eyes. It didn’t matter how old the person was.

Our quartet stays silent, each of them with their own thoughts occupied when they hear someone coming out of the cave.

It’s the girl, Leandra’s fur blanket wrapped around her, looking at them with confusion and a bit of fear.

“Ah, you woke up!”, calls Leandra, standing slowly to not spook her. “How are you feeling?”

Silence is her only answer.

Leandra titles her head, while Hiccup and the dragon try their hardest not to stare at the girl.

“What’s your name?”, tries Leandra with another approach.

Again only silence from the girl.

Not knowing what do to now, Leandra turns with a pleading look to Hiccup. He gets it.

“Do you understand us?”, he asked the girl.

Finally a reaction!

A tiny nod.

“But you can’t talk right?”, guesses Hiccup and gets a bad feeling when she nods again. It’s probably not sensitive to ask, but he needs to know. “Are you a thrall? Did your master cut off your tongue?”

“Hiccup!”, hisses Leandra.

How can he ask her if she is a slave? And if someone hurt her that bad? Leandra knows that other Viking Tribes have them and call them thralls, Berk never had them, they cared more for their dragon killing.

The little girl experienced enough trauma for her whole life!

Her hiss turns into a gasp and even their Night Furries crook shocked when the little girl nods.

Hiccup is the only one who stays calm, the lessons about Viking Culture Stoick gave him, help him to handle the situation better.

“Can you write?”, he wants to know. “Maybe your name?”

As an answer, the ten-year-old kneels down on the ground. With her pointer finger, she writes the runes of her name.

“Christa, that’s a pretty name. I’m Hiccup, this is Leandra and the golden-eyed dragon is Starchaser, and the green-eyed Toothless. No one is going to hurt you, Christa.”, he promises her.

Christa looks with vacant eyes at him. No child should have such a look on them.

She writes on the ground: The Eldians were hunting me, the chief Fritz orders it so. Why did you intervene? This was my punishment for freeing the pigs.

“Did I read it right, you freed pigs and they hunt you down like one?”, repeats Leandra shocked. “This is not a punishment this is cruelty!”

Starchaser and Toothless grumble in agreement.

“Eldian and Chief Fritz? Stoick told me that Fritz likes to hurt his thralls and slaughter whole villages.”, explains Hiccup to them.

“What an asshole and that’s still too nice of a word for this trash of a human being!”

Hiccup agrees wholeheartedly and turns back to the confused Christa.

Confused is better than the death look she had going on.

“Christa, Fritz has no power over us. No one has.”, tells Hiccup her. “We and our dragons are free and decide our own way in life.”

The blonde-haired girl stares at them for an eternity it seems, before she writes: You…are truly free? No masters?

“Yes, you will be safe with us, Christa.”, assures Leandra. “No one will come for you, you are free.”

Christa turns formally into stone. A single tear rolls down her cheek and Hiccup and Leandra can’t even look that fast as the girl runs back into the cave.

“Well…that could have gone better.”, signs Hiccup.

Leandra and the dragons nod.

(*)

Can you guess who Leandra and Hiccup just saved and which Anime I just made not exist? :D

We will meet more characters from different fandoms and also a bunch of OCs, hope you are okay with it.

Till next time.

[tamibae]

My Comfort Ships

Natsu & Lucy (Fairy Tail)

Senku & Kohaku (Dr.Stone)

Saiki & Teruhashi (The Disastrous Life of Saiki K)

Ichigo & Rukia (Bleach)

Luffy & Nami (One Piece)

Yato & Hiyori (Noragami)

Weisz & Hermit (Edens Zero)

Laxus & Mirajane (Fairy Tail)

[rk-ocs]

Carnelian Ryan

Inspired by Frank William Abgnaile

Name :Hannah Alyssa Carnelian Lareau -Jordan-Ryan

Address : 59 Rue de Tilly,  Boucherville, Quebec.

Birthday: December 22, 1996. Age 8 (barely not seven) in 2004

Eventual size: 6'2"

Blood: AB+

Tattoos in order: 1. semi colons on feet, Hawaii style. 2. Holocaust tattoo.3. Phoenix coming out of # complete with fire Hawaii style. Native style Raven on back, Hawaii style, on back. 4-9.  Candour, Abnegation, and Amenity just below waistline, and above crotch, with Dauntless and Erudite on hip bones, normal tattoos. 10. The Japanese Kanji for fight on her ankle. 11. 12 a Native style  eagle on her other upper shoulder.

Appearance: pale blonde, grey eyes, pale skin (burnt)

Mother: Angela Lareau- Jordan

Father: Jason Ryan

Mentioned First Cousin: Monique- Theirey . Full name "Mary-Jacob- Elizabeth-Brandon, Monique-Theirry, Ryan- Laframbois.

She works at couche-Tard, a connivance store that got robbed and started this mess. The address is 710 boulevard Marie-Victorian Boucherville, QC J4B 1Y2

MT lives at 22 rue Pierre du Caumont

Mt's Parents are

Eleanor Ryan

David Lefranbois

Grandparents

Logan and Helga (ne Burnham) Ryan

Marion Lareau and Leo Jordan

Felix Lafrombois and Emily Baker

Godparents

Alyssa Cote and Rae Lavoie

Male counterpart. Aaron Rae Jasper.

Reds traits

Talents (eventual): Hacker, Multi-Lingual, Driver, Mathematician, mechanic, hunter, doctor, Sniper, orenitering, Artist (Strong in perspective, weak in colour), photographer, computers, lying, stealing, B&E, Maps, fast talking, fitness, strategy, good in crisis,

Weaknesses: grammar, history, sense of time, temper (eventually adjusted to tranquil furry), naive (shifts to paranoia), Strange morals, impulsive, often running late, impulse thief, restless, messy, snobby, blunt, loud (will get better), aggressive (worked on), strange brutal honesty, unscrupulous, proud.

Desmond information

Desmond was born March 13 1987

Ran away age 16, in 2003

Apparently became a parent in 2005

Captured September 1, 2012

Died December 21,  2012

Desmond was 6'

Conner info

Birthday:  April 4 1756

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Clay Kaczmarek

B:1982

D: August 8, 20012

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Sometime in the future, when driving Red asks," what were you doing, The day you got kidnaped, anyways?"

Shows a flashback of Desmond going to GameStop to preorder Borderlands 2.

"I just realized! I never got to play boarderlands 2, because I got kidnaped by  goddamn Templars! I preordered it for nothing!"

(Show some Templar playing it somewhere)

"You also missed dishonoured. It's an absolute outrage! Lets do something about this!")

(One day they will go back in time, and pick Desmond's pockets to get it back.")

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Piece of Eden thought out

Time travel pieces of Eden.

"Some Pieces of Eden were known to interact with and change the passage of time, possibly creating paradoxes. "

"When activated, Apples of Eden are capable of extending a pulse of energy that can drive those in the surrounding area to insanity and death. Doing so has a detrimental effect on the physical health of the wielder if they are unskilled in the Apples' use, but a capable user is not as easily afflicted.[8] Altaïr, for example, was able to use Apple #2 for a limited duration without adverse affects at age 92.[2] Using the Pieces' powers in short bursts can also minimize the negative effects dealt by the artifacts, though to what extent is unknown.[1]"

"According to emails read by Desmond Miles in 2012, at least one Piece of Eden existed that granted the ability to manipulate time. Concerns over possible paradoxes, however, led to Abstergo Industries locking it away.[16]"

So the pieces of Eden that could time travel were mentioned in an email, but never directly explored in game. Astrobo locked them up for fear of causing paradox. But they don't have all the pieces of Eden, and I think the ones in the ocean would be hardest to find intentionally, because the ocean current would be moving the small items around the ocean. So this one was discovered unintentionally by a man on an undersea exploration, who's young daughter had always been asking for a present. So he turned this piece of something he found into a necklace charm, and put it on a sterling silver chain.

She wore it, but it didn't activate until she was injured. See, I think the First Civilization made the TTEden pieces to escape dangerous situations, like battles, or incoming solar flares. When activated by injury, it takes them to a time without active combat, and to an ally who will get them healing. Be it future or past.

As someone with presumably some FC blood she has some minor control over it (she can travel 10min-so far-into the past and speed up her personal time movement to beat a hasty retreat) but not the bigger things, like where she ends up when injured.

Finally, it doesn't leave her. The necklace doesn't come off. It could activate whenever she suffers major injury. So she prepares for it, always carrying weapons and a backpack of things.

[hakusins]

I'M IN SHAMBLES!!!!

[tsunanami17]

TeruEden piece from July that did numbers on Twitter (I’m normal about them)

[inubaki]

The Bite

Adam found peace under the refreshing shade of a large, leafy tree in the Garden of Eden. Despite the warmth of the day, he was hardly aware of it, so absorbed was he in his thoughts. Samael had instructed him to wait in that exact spot, and Adam's anticipation was palpable, filling him with a joyful restlessness. Although he treasured Samael's company, he also had a pressing question that weighed heavily on his mind.

Adam's face lit up with a joyful smile when he heard the distinct sound of angelic wings approaching. The soft rustle of feathers grew closer until Samael landed gracefully beside him. "Samael!" Adam exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with happiness. The angel's lips curved into a warm smile, and Adam eagerly embraced him. "Hello, Adam. It's good to see you," Samael purred as he held the First Man close, conveying a sense of genuine affection and comfort.

"Now, you said you had something important to tell me?" Samael asked, and suddenly, Adam didn't look so happy anymore. "Yes...it's...about what the other angels have told me." He murmured. The Alpha tilted his head and waited for him to say what he wanted.

"It's about my presentation," Adam whispered anxiously. The angels were concerned about the fact that he hadn't presented yet but he couldn't make up his mind. He couldn't deny that he shared their worry. The angels had always emphasized that Alphas and Omegas were destined for each other, perfectly designed to complement one another. But a troubling thought lingered in Adam's mind: What if he didn't present as an Omega and chose to be an Alpha? Would Samael, the Alpha he admired so deeply, still desire him?

Samael seemed to sense his worries and he smiled as he brought Adam close. "Is that what this is about?" He rubbed a hand gently through brown locks and smiled affectionately. "I don't care what you present as, Adam. You will always belong to me." Adam blushed heavily but still looked uncertain.

The Archangel hummed before shifting Adam's weight to lay on him more. "It seems you don't quite believe your angel." He shook his head teasingly as Adam looked up at him guiltily. "I was just—"

"I think I need to prove to you that I don't care." Cool hands glided over his skin making Adam shiver. It always felt so good to be this close to Samael. "Now, be my good boy and hold still for your Alpha." Adam whimpered and obeyed as cold lips found his warm ones.

Samael didn't need to do much to take control, smirking down at him as Adam trembled in his arms. "Adam. I don't care what you present as. Alpha. Omega. You will always be mine. Always." Adam nodded as the angel found his way to his neck, sniffing the forming scent gland.

The First Man gasped, not used to the sensation of his very new scent gland being prodded at by Samael. "You already smell so sweet..." Adam groaned when he felt a tongue lick the gland before going to the other side of his neck to suck on the gland there. Adam was a moaning mess at this point, loving every bit of loving touch of his angel.

If he chose to be an Omega, then the right gland would disappear, and vice-versa for an Alpha. Samael chuckled deeply before he bit down on the right side of Adam's neck. The First Man moaned high and needy as blood, though he didn't understand what blood was, trickled down his neck. The red coating his skin and the grass below.

Samael bit harder, ensuring that it would stick before releasing that gland. Adam panted and whimpered, his eyes glazed as the Archangel moved him over to the side to get better access to the other side of his neck. "You are mine Adam. No one else can have you. Only me." And with that sentence said, Samael bit the unmarked gland.

This seemed to cause more of a reaction this time, his eyes widening and filling with tears of pain and pleasure. More blood trickled out as the Archangel bit hard and Adam shook as he was claimed in every sense of the word.

Samael let him go with a smirk, his human twitching in his arms. There. Now no one could have him.

Now, Samael was about to kiss Adam when suddenly he heard a booming voice yell, "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" The Archangel's eyes widened when he saw Sera's glowing light fill the Garden. Normally, it was warm, if not a bit stuffy. This time Samael could sense how angry she was.

Sera approached them swiftly, and before Samael could react, she forcefully took Adam from his arms and held him tightly to examine him closely. The First Human whimpered and extended his arms towards Samael, seeking comfort from his mate. "Hey, stop! You'll hurt him!" The Archangel growled in frustration.

Sera noticed Adam trying to wiggle free and scowled. "Samael. How dare you taint our Father's work like this...you've...marked both sides?! How—how could you?! That was for his wife! Not for you!"

Samael tried to speak up but Adam had beat him to it. "Please...I wanted it...I—I need my Mate!" This only served to make Sera even more angry. 

"I'm ending this...this whore's game!" She cried. Samael tried to stop her, but it was too late, and he wasn't fast enough. Sera's hand glowed with holy light, bright and dangerous, and she forced it to Adam's neck. 

Samael and Adam screamed, their bond burning their bodies. Tears streamed down Adam's face as the holy light burned such a vital part of him shut. The hand pulled away before it was shoved back to his body on the other side of his neck.

"AAAARRRGGH!" Adam wailed out as the burning sensation returned. Samael would have tried to stop it if he wasn't in pain too, the connection severing and they both screamed as it was shattered.

"I hope you're happy Lucifer. You've ruined Adam. He no longer will be an Alpha or an Omega. He is something else. Something lesser." Samael could only watch as she took him away, tears clouding his vision. "You are not allowed in the Garden."

XxX

Adam found himself awakening in the Garden, feeling a searing sensation in his neck as he sat up. His mind was foggy and he struggled to collect his thoughts. As he reached up to rub his neck, a sharp, shooting pain caused him to cry out in agony. As he released his throbbing neck, he gazed around, bewildered by his lack of memory and the confusion of the situation.

What had happened? What was going on? Why couldn't Adam remember anything? 

"Samael?" He called out, longing for the comforting presence of his angel. As he waited, he couldn't help but wonder why Samael was taking so much time to respond. Typically, his angel would appear within moments of being called upon. Maybe he couldn't hear him in the Garden?

"Samael?!" He shouted once more, straining to make his voice heard. He desperately searched for his familiar scent, that comforting blend of musk and angelic essence. Panic gripped him as he realized he couldn't detect anything familiar. He could smell the fruit on the nearby tree, the freshness of the air, and the vegetation around him. However, the elusive scent of the angels had vanished completely.

He felt tremors throughout his entire body, as if a fundamental part of him had been forcibly taken away. Adam had always been able to locate Samael by his distinct scent. But what if Samael was in the Garden and Adam simply couldn't detect his presence? Frantically, he wandered through the Garden, desperately calling out for Samael but unable to catch even a trace of his scent.

As Adam cried out, "SAMAEL!" tears welled up in his eyes, and he collapsed to the ground. He wondered if his nose was broken but hoped that if he could just get it working again, he could follow Samael's comforting scent. In a daze, he made his way to a nearby stream and immersed his head in the water.

Adam attempted to clear his nose by plunging his head into the stream repeatedly, hoping to restore his sense of smell. In his desperation, he even tried to inhale the water, but this left him coughing and in tears. Despite his efforts, he remained unable to detect Samael's scent.

Adam, in a desperate attempt to restore his sense of smell, smashed his nose with a nearby rock. Red liquid fell from his nose, and Adam cried out from the pain, but he still couldn't smell Samael. Adam let out a gut-wrenching sob as he cradled his body by the stream. His tears mixed with the red liquid and hitting the dirt floor.

Adam continued to sob and wail, his nose throbbing with pain and he hacked up the red stuff. Why couldn't he smell like he did before? Was he...broken?

"Samael...where are you?" Adam muttered as he drifted into unconsciousness.

—- I commissioned a story from @libby-for-life! People were asking for a story to this

and since I cannot write, I commissioned them for one. Please check out Libby-for-Life’s page if you would like to commission them as well. -this was the first Adamsapple picture I ever made. So nostalgic! Thank you @m-d-tr1 for watercoloring my picture!

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