Jennet's Final Fan-fic

     I awoke to find myself laying face down in the dirt. There was a sour taste in my mouth, my head felt like it had ripped apart and my body felt stiff, like I had slept for days. 

     Where am I? 

     “Come one Mia, I said to myself, Remember.” 

     I fought through the fog in my head and remembered that a tornado had hit before I blacked out. Wow i’m thirsty I though feeling how dry my throat was. Luckily as I lifted my head off the ground, I found myself looking at a water bottle that was smeared with mud and dirt. Please contain water! My bones cracked as I reached out for it. I opened it and peered inside. It was empty. I was about to throw it away in irritation but then the ground started to shake and smoke stared to appear. From the distance I could see someone walking towards me.

     “Help me” I croaked, My voice barely more than a whisper. As the stranger neared my eyebrows furrowed in confusion. I couldn’t see his feet. Instead his legs seem to turn into smoke. I squinted my eyes to get a better look, but I still couldn’t see them.

Once he was in front of me, he knelt down so we were face to face. I had hoped it was just my imagination when looked and saw that the bottom of his legs seemed to end in smoke. But now after seeing him up close. He really wasn’t human. I didn’t utter a single word all I could do was stare at his eyes that were swirling with a million different colours. 

“What do you want” He snapped, which me me break out of his spell.

     “W...What?” I managed to say.

  The stranger looked at me in annoyance. “I said what did you want? Why did you summon me?”

     I was completely confused. “Summon...” I said questioningly.

  “Yes summon” He said, while making a sound of annoyance. He signaled to the empty water bottle in my hand. “You opened that didn’t you”

  I looked at the bottle, still not understanding. I looked back up at him and giving him a confused look. His eyes widened and then he started laughing.

  “Oh wow, You really don’t know what you’re holding do you” He said between laughs.

  I brought my hand up to wipe away the mud. “Umm, a Evian water bottle” I said reading off the package. “And an empty one at that” I grumbled “Wished it was full again”

  Suddenly it started to fill up. “Ahhh...” I screamed backing away from the bottle that fell to the ground and spilt everywhere.

  “Ah seriously” The stranger clicked his tongue. “Why did you wish for it if you were just going to waste it” He said reaching out to pick up the bottle.

“Stop!” I shouted, completely spooked “Don’t move any closer”

He stopped and looked up at me with one eyebrow raised.

“What the hell are you” I said, my voice coming out an few octaves higher that usual. “And how did you just do that!”

“I’m Dijin” He said calmly “And its cause you wished it”

“What? Jin?” I said testing out the foreign word. “Wish? What the heck are you talking about!”

“Well like I said I’m Dijin, and I grant wishes to who ever summons me from the bottle”

“B... But you’re wearing normal clothes, and you’re not blue” I looked down at the bottle in my hands “And this is plastic, what kind of genie lives in a plastic water bottle.

His lips curled in disgust “I said I’m Dijin. D-I-J-I-N. Not some genie, we’re completely different and I didn’t exactly picked to be captured in a water bottle, or any type of bottle.” 

“Wait people just go around capturing you” I said in amazement.

Rolling his eyes he replied “No of course not, and remove that glint from you eyes, its not fun being captured, i’m basically a slave”

“Oh..” I said looking around awkwardly feeling a bit guilty for what had just passed through my head “Well... then what now”

     He snorts “You’re the one with my bottle” He says “You can wish for whatever you want”

     “But don’t I only have 3 wishes...Oh no now 2” I say just remembering how I used up the first one. 

     “I told you I am not a Genie” He say exasperated  “You can have as many as you want, Now hurry up and tell me what you want, I don’t like to stand around and do nothing”

     “Oh well then, can I have a glass of water please” I say 

He throws me a look at the word please, but clicks his fingers and a glass of water appears in front of me.

     “Wow” I say clapping my hands, not at all afraid this time. The water felt so good. It was ice cold going down my throat. Then my stomach started to rumble.

“Would you like something to eat too” He asks.

“Yes please!” I say excitedly “Give me a cheese pizza!” I say

He clicks his hands and it appears right in front of me. My mouth waters as I inhale the smell.

“Make it bigger than me!”

He clicks his fingers and expands right in front of me.

     “Ok, now I also what a giant tub of ice cream” I say “And something soft to sit on, and a change of clothes!”

He clicks his fingers once again and everything I wished for appears, my clothes also change from old to new. 

     Amazing.

     “Can I go now” He asks, looking at me in disgust.

     I look back at him, the guilt of using him was overpowered by the rush of excitement running through my veins at my new found power. “No, Not yet” I say “I still have a lot more to wish for”

Hassan's FanFiction Final

  Hassan's FanFiction Final - The Lost Chronicles of Ragnarok Online (MMORPG)

The Beginning
In the beginning, we blended in. Those of us who possessed the curse either didn't know we possessed it, or were revered for what we could do. We lived normal lives, as normal beings. That of course, was in the beginning.
Now we live in fear of dying for what we are. But, I get ahead of myself. Let me first explain to you who, or rather, "what" we are. We were named the Thirds, those of whom had transcended the limits of the world. We possessed certain abilities that no mortal man should possess. A new "class" in a world that was acknowledged as balanced and fair.

There were those of us, myself included, that were respected for the powers we possess.
But it was with that respect, and the later betrayal, that I realised the duality of man. We were revered as long as we were of some service to them. I can't remember when the first execution occurred, but I remember the brutality of it.
I remember one trial vividly when one of the accused actually screamed that it was the Gods who betrayed him, and then spat at the Seconds. Without another word, he was hanged. There were some who were truly innocent I truly pity them and pray that their souls find rest.


Survival
There were those of us who escaped execution. Some were able to return to a semi-normal life, others, myself included, were branded and forced to wander the land in exile. Many of us didn't last long, succumbing to the violence of man or the ferocity of the elements.
Those of us who survived found that we were not welcome in many places. Our own villages and families turned us away. We had nowhere to go, no one to turn to. We were lost.

I had to do something, but I could not do it alone.
I travelled all across the lands, from Prontera to Morroc. I journeyed through the light forsaken land that was named Glast Heim; searching for those who would be willing to help. Few were found, one of which lived within the forest I chose as our stronghold, we trained to be Rune Knights.







The Guilds
As time slipped away, many new groups emerged which we would later remember as Third Classes. We divided into Rune Knight and Royal Guards, however it was not enough, we could not hide within the society as easily as before we were hunted faster then ever. I do not remember who created the first or which was the first but all I do remember is the new found power of the “Guilds”. The guilds did not care what guilds you were from, Minstrels, Sorcerers, Shadow Chasers, and many others were united under a Guild. New found power was found, secrets were shared and more techniques were discovered.

When word of the Guilds reached that of the ones who acted in the name of the Gods, new methods of killing us were found, our loved ones and our families who we had left to protect were tortured. I still remember hearing the screams being carried across the forest and echoing throughout the mountains.

We could no longer stand and watch. I could endure seeing friends I had grown up with taken away, being accused as Loki's Children and disposed of. This time, this time they had gone too far.
We had new power, new strength and new numbers. This was our reckoning, together as a Guild we would act.



The Emperium

We waged war against those who had shunned us out, exiling us from human kind, no we were no longer humans and then the unthinkable happened.
Our own brothers turned against us, promised to be purged of all criminal records for acts they had never committed and they were promised the greatest gift of all, a normal life. It was slaughter, never have I seen so many of my brethren fallen; all the innocent lives, I still wake up at night haunted by their screams and for a moment I forget which is reality.


It was I who found the Emperium, and because of the Emperium I will go down into our legends. At first I thought it was beautiful, never did I imagine the power locked within it. The Emperium enabled us to wield an over whelming power and access objects that would make us invincible in battle, we became the monsters they had accused us of being.

I can still remember terror in their eyes when they saw an army of the creatures that their mothers had used to scare them as children, attack them.

While the other guilds remained back watching, we waged war for our people, against our people. They had been trained and brainwashed by our enemy giving us a new reason to fight, our desire for freedom was greater then ever. This age will go down into history, the world shall hear our battle cries as we fight, for freedom.

The pages within are our story, a chronicle of the secret war fought by my kind, and our Path to Ragnarok...

Hassan's FanFiction 5 Links

Keeping in Touch
Loki and Thor (Gods from Norse Mythology) are using modern technology to have phone conversations. The irony is that current technology was not available during that time period however if it was, this is what it may be like.

The conversation was a bit hard to follow as the writer didn't make it very clear as to who was talking to whom. The writer did try to use humour and some of it was pretty entertaining.








Legend Of Janus
A fan fiction story about one of the playable classes, the Hunter Class, in the online game Ragnarok Online.  It is written as a stand-alone adventure of a Hunter.My fan fiction is also based off of this game.

The grammar and spelling is very appalling. Even though the writer warns us of this before hand, it's very difficult to read. The writer clashes modern day technology and slang in a mythological settings which does not work well at all. Over all, a fairly poorly done fan fiction.



Uncanny Young X-Men
A fan fiction about the younger X-men mutants of the Xavier Institute set in New York. The beginning introduces an unnamed woman, possibly a mutent. All you know is that she wields a sword and has long purple hair, leaving the reader to ponder over her identity.

A fairly short introductory first chapter but very well written. The dialogue is very well done and the action and encounters are very smooth. The writer also keeps you wanting a little more as the plot thickens near the end.

Mysterious survivor of the dead
A fan fiction about the anime series High School of the Dead. The world is ending as everyone is being infected by something and they are turning into Zombies. A group of high schoolers are trying to survive.

The story starts out very promising but as soon as the characters encounter each other, it completely breaks down. The dialogue is very unnatural and the physical abilities of the "new" character are too over the top. The story progresses along too conveniently and unlike the official stories, has absolutely no suspense. The idea behind the story was interesting but it needed more organisation.



Sheldon's Harem
A fan fiction based off the TV sitcom series, Big Bang Theory.
Amy Farrah Fowler tries to convince Dr. Sheldon Cooper to participate in a harem experiment. The entire fan fiction is just a dialogue between the two and very cleverly done. The dialogue between the characters is very authentic and has the same wit as the original TV series. A very nicely done fan fiction that was fun to read.

Hassan's Fanfiction Draft

  Hassan's FanFiction Final - The Lost Chronicles of Ragnarok Online (MMORPG)

The Beginning
In the beginning, we blended in. Those of us who possessed the curse either didn't know we possessed it, or were revered for what we could do. We lived normal lives, as normal beings. That of course, was in the beginning.
Now we live in fear of dying for what we are. But, I get ahead of myself. Let me first explain to you who, or rather, "what" we are. We were named the Thirds, those of whom had transcended the limits of the world. We possessed certain abilities that no mortal man should possess. A new "class" in a world that was acknowledged as balanced and fair.

There were those of us, myself included, that were respected for the powers we possess.
But it was with that respect, and the later betrayal, that I realised the duality of man. We were revered as long as we were of some service to them. I can't remember when the first execution occurred, but I remember the brutality of it.
I remember one trial vividly when one of the accused actually screamed that it was the Gods who betrayed him, and then spat at the Seconds. Without another word, he was hanged. There were some who were truly innocent I truly pity them and pray that their souls find rest.


Survival
There were those of us who escaped execution. Some were able to return to a semi-normal life, others, myself included, were branded and forced to wander the land in exile. Many of us didn't last long, succumbing to the violence of man or the ferocity of the elements.
Those of us who survived found that we were not welcome in many places. Our own villages and families turned us away. We had nowhere to go, no one to turn to. We were lost.

I had to do something, but I could not do it alone.
I travelled all across the lands, from Prontera to Morroc. I journeyed through the light forsaken land that was named Glast Heim; searching for those who would be willing to help. Few were found, one of which lived within the forest I chose as our stronghold, we trained to be Rune Knights.






The Guilds
As time slipped away, many new groups emerged which we would later remember as Third Classes. We divided into Rune Knight and Royal Guards, however it was not enough, we could not hide within the society as easily as before we were hunted faster then ever. I do not remember who created the first or which was the first but all I do remember is the new found power of the “Guilds”. The guilds did not care what guilds you were from, Minstrels, Sorcerers, Shadow Chasers, and many others were united under a Guild. New found power was found, secrets were shared and more techniques were discovered.

When word of the Guilds reached that of the ones who acted in the name of the Gods, new methods of killing us were found, our loved ones and our families who we had left to protect were tortured. I still remember hearing the screams being carried across the forest and echoing throughout the mountains.

We could no longer stand and watch. I could endure seeing friends I had grown up with taken away, being accused as Loki's Children and disposed of. This time, this time they had gone too far.
We had new power, new strength and new numbers. This was our reckoning, together as a Guild we would act.

Jennet's Fan-fiction Draft

Well i've decided to do mine in the Weather Wardens World, imagined by Rachel Caine.

Here's one of the covers 

of this 9 part series ---------------------->

Anyway, I haven't read this in a while so I might get some of the info wrong... hopefully it wont put off any one who has read it :)



















Heres a a bit of what I wrote.

I awoke to find myself laying face down in the dirt. There was a sour taste in my mouth, my head felt like it had ripped apart and my body felt stiff, like I had slept for days. 

“Come one Mia," I said to myself, "Remember.” I fought through the fog in my head and remembered that a tornado had hit before I blacked out. Wow i’m thirsty I though feeling how dry my throat was. Luckily as I lifted my head off the ground, I found myself looking at a water bottle that was smeared with mud and dirt. Please contain water! My bones cracked as I reached out for it. I opened it and peered inside. It was empty. I was about to throw it away in irritation but then the ground started to shake and smoke stared to appear. From the distance I could see someone walking towards me.

“Help me” I croaked, My voice barely more than a whisper. As the stranger neared my eyebrows furrowed in confusion. I couldn’t see his feet. Instead his legs seem to turn into smoke. I squinted my eyes to get a better look, but I still couldn’t see them.

Once he was in front of me, he knelt down so we were face to face. I had hoped it was just my imagination when looked and saw that the bottom of his legs seemed to end in smoke. But now after seeing him up close. He really wasn’t human. I didn’t utter a single word all I could do was stare at his eyes that were swirling with a million different colours. 

“What do you want” He snapped, which me me break out of his spell.

“W...What?” I managed to say.

The stranger looked at me in annoyance. “I said what did you want? Why did you summon me?”

I was completely confused. “Summon...” I said questioningly.

“Yes summon” He said, while making a sound of annoyance. He signaled to the empty water bottle in my hand. “You opened that didn’t you”

Jennet's 5 Fan-fictions Links

Here are the 5 Fan-fictions I read and reviewed...

1)A Man Can Change - A Harry Potter Fan-fiction

Synopsis: This is a re-write of the last year of the Harry Potter books with only Hermonie and Draco as the main characters.  

Critique: I’m not really a fan of HP fan-fictions(Even thought I loved the series) but because I was told by a friend that this one was good, I gave it a try. Surprisingly, I really enjoyed this. The way the author wrote is really similar to JKR’s writing style so it felt like a spin-off of the real books and not just something a fan wrote. I also liked how the story stayed true to the books and any new objects or people added were believable enough to fit in. Also, after reading this, my view of Draco has changed. Usually he is portrayed as the villain, but in this case we get to see the reasons why he does what he does, and that shows him in a softer light.

2)White Rabbit - Alice in Wonderland Fan-fiction

Synopsis: When a person dies, they get given 3 choices; re-incarnation, moving on to heaven or a chance to live in Wonderland. In this story, we follow the lives of all 4 of the royal houses in Wonderland (Hearts, Spades, Clubs and Diamonds)

Critique:Besides from calling the world Wonderland and having reference to the White Rabbit, it doesn’t have much from the books. The way it was written was ok, I just didn’t like it when there were paragraphs filled with too many short sentences. It felt rushed and like they were trying to put random information all into one paragraph. Also because the point of views kept changing I found it hard to keep up with what was going on. Overall, I liked the idea of how people are given a choice after death, and that death isn’t just the end. But because I couldn’t get past the random view changes(Which I don’t think was intentional) I couldn’t fully enjoy the story. 

3)False Memories - Charmed Fan-fiction

Synopsis: Set in the Charmed world after the episodes Chris-Crossed and Prince Charming when Chris appears from the future along with a future Leo.

Critique: Instantly you can tell that the random person from the future is the author rewritten into the show/series. Even thought some of the things said to move the story along quicker was direct, it didn’t rush the storyline. Usually when I was watching the series, I would get annoyed at how obvious some of the clues were to their problem. This story though made me very happy because everything was solved quicker when the author just solved the problems through the future character. Overall I enjoyed the story, it flowed well and was easy to read.

4)Watching Ugly Betty - Ugly Betty Fan-fiction

Synopsis: The Medes are sent the completed series of Ugly Betty (sent from a stranger known as S.H.) to watch, A month before Betty comes into their lives. 

Critique: I liked the idea of showing characters their story, and watching their reactions. I’ve never heard of that being done before so I thought it was really interesting. Although it was a good idea, after a while it became a bit boring since not much really happened. The writing also wasn’t descriptive enough e.g, “Claire was happy,” “Daniel was sad.” Besides all that I did like it and luckily the author stops only after 11 Chapters, which is as much as they could have written without overdoing it.

5)You Are My Heart Of The Ocean - Percy Jackson/Titanic Cross-over

Synopisis: Annabeth, currently engaged to Luke, goes aboard the Titanic, where she then meets Percy. 

Critique: At first, I thought that this was basically a re-write of Titanic. Which I found boring(I didn’t feel like re-reading/watching Titanic) The only thing that seemed different about it was that the characters were replaced with the ones from the Percy Jackson series. It took quite a long time for more supernatural events to occur(About chapter 11) Which at that point I started to pay a bit more attention. The story was interesting, I just didn’t find the characters believable in some parts. Since the Titanic was set during 1912, I expected the characters to think and act more old fashioned but in this, they acted too modern, which ruined it for me.

Kae's final fanfiction

here is my final fanfiction.

Note: as a back story, Dota is a game where you play as one of 90+ heroes in a Role playing, Real Time Strategy game. you Level Up and attack the opposing base using one of 3 predetermined paths, or you can Level up within the neutral zones. Gold gained per kill contributes towards items that you can buy and upgrade, some of which are mentioned in the story. as it is a 5v5 game, it involves a lot of strategy between players to combine different strengths, cover each others weaknesses, and support each other.

Rexxar, the Mok’nathal Beastmaster – an intelligent and dependable warrior, Jah’rakal thought. Jah’rakal knew that he had already faced death. The moon goddess had blessed the half ogre half orc to continue living in this world as a being full of savagery and nobility who would sacrifice anything to help bring an end to the force that had corrupted the wild animals. However, Jah’rakal kept his thoughts to himself and there was only the sound of breathing as the two of them ran through the dark forest.

The Sentinel had given them a mission to destroy the ever encroaching Nevermore the Shadow Fiend, one of Lich King’s elite guards. They had travelled a mighty distance to catch their prey, and as Jah’rakal  saw the trees thinning, he knew they had reached their ambush position. Jah’rakal grasped a branch and pulled it back, peering through the leaves to see the tall, floating , demonic  being seemingly covered in a dark, tar-like armor. Even at a distance of fifty feet, the Shadow Fiend was emanating a fearsome aura that chilled Jah’rakal to his bones.

“Be ready,” whispered Rexxar’s rumbling voice from the darkness beside him. “Our opponent is a strong one. Focus.” Jah’rakal was shivering, and Rexxar knew it. Jah’rakal’s grip on his axes tightened.

 
 
“I am ready,” Jah’rakal told him.

Rexxar raised his head, and Jah’rakal noticed for the first time that there was a golden mask upon his Face. It flashed bright red for a moment, and the Beastmaster gave a pained cry. But before Jah’rakal could ask what had happened, his cry turned into a deafening, terrifying roar that echoed forward at the Fiend. Jah’rakal saw his armor strip away as the howl hit him, and knew this was the moment they had been waiting for – he and Rexxar ran forward as their foe turned to face them.



“Fools!” he screamed. “Death will not be the end of me!”

Nevermore waved his demonic arm in all directions; darkness swirled and formed rapidly around his body. Jah’rakal felt cold air blasted from Nevermore and closed his eyes instinctively. When he opened them, he saw huge, linear moving orbs of darkness that flew swiftly, ominously, towards him. Jah’rakal steeled himself and tensed his body but nothing could have prepared him for the sheer number of tormented souls that attacked his skin and muscles as the lines of orbs blasted him.

But the Fiend’s Requiem of Souls did not end there. Jah’rakal watched in horror as the linear line of orbs floated towards the already exhausted Rexxar, striking him with multiple waves of darkness and fear before dissipating. Jah’rakal closed his eyes and counted eight waves of unbearable, agonizing souls attacking his body.

Jah’rakal opened his eyes. His right arm was so stiff he could barely move it, and his left arm and both legs were paralyzed entirely. He looked forward to see Rexxar lunge forward and throw his oversized blades at the Fiend, before collapsing onto the earth.

He endured the same assault that I did, but he can still fight? Gritting his teeth, he roared and threw numerous axes at the Fiend, channeling his pain into the attack. The axes struck the Fiend and littered him full of axes; he gave a dreadful cry as the fiend crumbled entirely before sinking into the soil. Nothing of him remained but a layer of decay and rot on the ground above which he had died.

Their opponent vanquished to the abyss, Jah’rakal stiffly made his way to the wounded Rexxar and helped him stand.

“You did well,” she said, his voice was but a whisper. Jah’rakal could tell he was in pain.

“Go back to the stronghold,” he said. “You need rest. I shall stay here; I can still fight.”

“My Mask of Madness,” he said, raising his hand to reveal the golden mask. It was decorated with a carved lion. “It seems that using it was a risky move. But it allowed me to sacrifice some of my life force for the magical power necessary to defeat our foe. One cannot gain anything without sacrificing something in return. I shall return to the Stronghold  for now, and we shall vanquish our foes together later.”

Jah’rakal  watched Rexxar walk into the shadows – and so he did not see the shadow creep at him from the trees. He felt it tear into his back but before he could even roar in pain the sky filled his vision and spiked tendrils tore into his flesh.

Rexxar turned around at the sound of Jah’rakal ’s pained roars. He raised his hand and again the Mask of Madness flashed red, and he felt it draw from the last of his life force.

Jah’rakal was turning and swinging his axes at the blur that was weaving side to side, but it moved far too fast to hit, and a metal blur slashed again and again at his flesh – but suddenly it stopped. He fell to his knees, bleeding heavily at his chest, back and shoulders. He looked around and saw that his opponent had moved – and realized that Rexxar had charged him, pounding him into the earth.

Jah’rakal turned and saw the hideous arachnid form of Anub’arak, the Nerubian Assassin;   His two main claws, lined with metal, were dripping a dark substance, and strapped to his chest a demonic horn with a skull on the end. He had the Beastmaster pinned to the ground with what could only be called his foot, and he gave a triumphant laugh.

“How delightful it is that I get to kill you." There was hunger in Anub’arak’s voice; he was licking his lips. "Your resistance is admirable, but in the end, futile.”

Rexxar was tossed to the side like leaves in the wind as Anub’arak’s vicious metal-lined claws cleaved into his bleeding body.

“NOOOOOO!”

Kae's fanfiction draft

here is my draft

this fanfiction is based off Dota the game, created within the Warcraft universe.
Considering how many games of Dota are played worldwide on a daily basis, it is very possible that what i have written about has happened to a player out there.
 During my gaming years, I have experienced a similar situation in-game as to what i have written about, merely with different Heroes.

Rexxar, the Mok’nathal Beastmaster – an intelligent and dependable warrior, Jah’rakal thought. Jah’rakal knew that he had already faced death. The moon goddess had blessed the half ogre, half orc to continue living in this world as a being full of savagery and nobility who would sacrifice anything to help bring an end to the force that had corrupted the wild animals. However, Jah’rakal kept his thoughts to himself and there was only the sound of breathing as the two of them ran through the dark forest.

The Sentinel had given them a mission to destroy the ever encroaching Nevermore the Shadow Fiend, one of Lich King’s elite guards. They had travelled a mighty distance to catch their prey, and as Jah’rakal  saw the trees thinning, he knew they had reached their ambush position. Jah’rakal grasped a branch and pulled it back, peering through the leaves to see the tall, floating , demonic  being seemingly covered in a dark, tar-like armor. Even at a distance of fifty feet, the Shadow Fiend was emanating a fearsome aura that chilled Jah’rakal to his bones.

“Be ready,” whispered Rexxar’s rumbling voice from the darkness beside him. “Our opponent is a strong one. Focus.” Jah’rakal was shivering, and Rexxar knew it. Jah’rakal’s grip on his axes tightened.

“I am ready,” Jah’rakal told him.

Rexxar raised his head, and Jah’rakal noticed for the first time that there was a golden mask upon his Face. It flashed bright red for a moment, and the Beastmaster gave a pained cry. But before Jah’rakal could ask what had happened, his cry turned into a deafening, terrifying roar that echoed forward at the Fiend. Jah’rakal saw his armor strip away as the howl hit him, and knew this was the moment they had been waiting for – he and Rexxar ran forward as their foe turned to face them.

“Fools!” he screamed. “Death will not be the end of me!”

Nevermore waved his demonic arm in all directions; darkness swirled and formed rapidly around his body. Jah’rakal felt cold air blasted from Nevermore and closed his eyes instinctively. When he opened them, he saw huge, linear moving orbs of darkness that flew swiftly, ominously, towards him. Jah’rakal steeled himself and tensed his body but nothing could have prepared him for the sheer number of tormented souls that attacked his skin and muscles as the lines of orbs blasted him.

But the Fiend’s Requiem of Souls did not end there. Jah’rakal watched in horror as the linear line of orbs floated towards the already exhausted Rexxar, striking him with multiple waves of darkness and fear before dissipating. Jah’rakal closed his eyes and counted eight waves of unbearable, agonizing souls attacking his body.

Jah’rakal opened his eyes. His right arm was so stiff he could barely move it, and his left arm and both legs were paralyzed entirely. He looked forward to see Rexxar lunge forward and throw his oversized blades at the Fiend, before collapsing onto the earth.

He endured the same assault that I did, but he can still fight? Gritting his teeth, he roared and threw numerous axes at the Fiend, channeling his pain into the attack. The axes struck the Fiend and littered him full of axes; he gave a dreadful cry as the fiend crumbled entirely before sinking into the soil. Nothing of him remained but a layer of decay and rot on the ground above which he had died.

Their opponent vanquished to the abyss, Jah’rakal stiffly made his way to the wounded Rexxar and helped him stand.

“You did well,” she said, his voice was but a whisper. Jah’rakal could tell he was in pain.

“Go back to the stronghold,” he said. “You need rest. I shall stay here; I can still fight.”

“My Mask of Madness,” he said, raising his hand to reveal the golden mask. It was decorated with a carved lion. “It seems that using it was a risky move. But it allowed me to sacrifice some of my life force for the magical power necessary to defeat our foe. One cannot gain anything without sacrificing something in return. I shall return to the Stronghold  for now, and we shall vanquish our foes together later.”

Jah’rakal  watched Rexxar walk into the shadows – and so he did not see the shadow creep at him from the trees. He felt it tear into his back but before he could even roar in pain the sky filled his vision and spiked tendrils tore into his flesh.

Rexxar turned around at the sound of Jah’rakal ’s pained roars. He raised his hand and again the Mask of Madness flashed red, and he felt it draw from the last of his life force.

Kae's 5 fanfiction links

5 fan fiction reviews

1) Warcraft 3 - Shadow of the Dark Portal

Summary

A precursor to Warcraft 3, it follows a likely scenario  after  the closing of the 2^nd dark portal involving  Arthas Menethil  , Jaina Proudmoore and Garrosh Hellscream , the plot it told from both the orc and human perspective.

Critique

This Back-story takes place after Warcraft 2(WC2), and a few years before Warcraft 3(WC3), with a good take on an alternate scenario of history involving  a few main characters in WC3,

He follows the canon in the early history well, and is consistent with the tone of the characters and their likely thoughts and actions.

It involves a lot of accurate thought patterns of each side, humans and orcs, and does give character depth to Arthas, and what other characters think of him.

2) Hoodies

Summary

A funny scenario set a year after the Avengers movie; the Avengers crew has a get together for some gift exchanging involving hoodies given to Tony Stark and Steve Rogers by the two assassins

Critique

I thoroughly enjoyed the piece, although it does have a hint of homosexual feelings, possibly because of the authors’ love of these two characters.  The humor is easy to understand, and is more for somebody who has seen the film, to understand the context

3) Caves
 

Summary

Drizzt ‘Do’Urden  is mourning the loss of the Dwarves of Mithral Hall when they were routed by the host of Orcs on the plains nearby.  Although he is an excellent hunter and tracker, he does not wish to go to the scene to find out whether or not what he already believes is true, so he grieves in one of the only way he knows how, by killing the band of orcs that brought him misery.

Critique

A very well written piece set in the same style of writing that R.A Salvatore himself would use, it almost feels like an extract from the book, and not a fan fiction. It plays upon my emotions well because I am familiar with the character and know the relationship that he has with the dwarves.

4) Pieces
 

Summary

Set in the aftermath of season one of Gundam: 00 this story is written based on the question: What if Feldt was a mobile suit pilot? Feldt is desperate as she uses her mothers Gundam to search for any traces of the combatants after the last major battle and to continue the legacy of Celestial Being.

Critique

The first chapter has a lot of emotions to it but I feel as if it focuses too much on Feldt’s emotion, we get that she is sad and desperate,  we don’t need to have it plainly spelt out and repeated every few sentences. The second chapter doesn’t do a very good job of clearly describing the setting, and plot-wise,  it moves slower than a snail, but reinforces the tension between the two characters that has been evident throughout all of season 1.

5) When_In_Rome
 

Summary

A story of fighting against Rome, told from the point of view of a tribesman,  and the life of a slave who refuses to bow down to Roman superiority.

Critique

I very much enjoyed this piece, as it follows the tale of a hero, or an antihero if viewed through the eyes of the Romans. Itching for an update to this chapter and see it possibly turn into an epic battle, rather than just an arena duel, the budding romance between slaves and an eventual climatic battle between the roman commander and the slave.

Christopher's final Fan-fiction:

Final Fan-fiction:

The Tablets of Mario:




By Christopher Bradley

  




The story begins in a time in the distant eras of history. A time that has been long forgotten, a time not often spoken of amongst elders. Nevertheless the story with a great yet humble human being who goes by the name of Luigi, having lived amongst the Goomba nation known to some mortals as 'the chestnut people'. Among these small creatures of surprisingly sharp intellect, he passed his youth grazing in the meadows and drinking at their watering places.
  One day a hunter-goddess by the name of Princess Peach was on an expedition to find the double peaked mountain of Maru, at the base of which was the spaceport of the extra-terrestrials sky fathers. The fair skinned goddess’ intention was to go to the heavenly abode of the extra-terrestrials in order to get help against a ruthless tyrant by the name of Mario who ruled a great city kingdom called Mondo.
  On her quest for the majestic mountain which peaks pierced the heavens, the goddess finds the mortal Luigi in a small cave. Finding the mortal Luigi resting outside the cave she is shocked with how barbaric he is, however what could you expect from a mortal being raised in the company of animals and Goomba from infancy. The mortal had yet to see the four corners of the world, neither the rose cheeked goddess or Luigi himself could ever imagine the places he would go to and the people he would encounter not to mention fiery tempered demi gods and demons. His world was merely a small and lush plain and these wild   Goombies were all he had ever known.
   The goddess, upon seeing Luigi inquired who he was and from where he had come from. Seeing that he was very strong and possessing bravery the likes of which she had never seen amongst mere mortals. She thought to herself that this was the ideal champion to bring down the corrupt Mario the King of the city of Mondo.

  Meanwhile in the great walled metropolis of Mondo, there ruled a tyrant by the name of Mario who was two-thirds extra-terrestrial and one third human. This red bearded tyrant lorded over his tyrants within a city of magnificent skyscrapers and canals. A city surrounded by high walls and intelligently laid out. A bustling metropolis built under forced labour by thoroughly exhausted subjects groaning under the Kings oppressive rule.

  King Mario himself was immensely strong and physically handsome as well as being wise. The cruel despot one day was forcing himself into a princess’ palace that he fancied for marriage to himself. Yet there at the gate stood the brawny Luigi with a scimitar held tightly in his hand. Luigi now under a contract with the extra-terrestrial sky fathers in order to bring down this corrupt and ruthless tyrant tackled Mario and pinned him on the ground and lifted his scimitar high ready to chop the infamous despots head off. Mario with all his energy managed to push Luigi off him and after a long wrestling match Mario prevailed.

  Both Luigi and Mario become close friends and both set out to steal magical golden apples from the forest of Orxon far away on the edge of the then known world. These golden apples were called Eubora and he who partook of them gained all knowledge and also immortality. However it wasn’t soo easy that you can venture to this cedar forest and partake of the magical golden fruit. The forest was guarded by a fierce and bloodthirsty demon by the name of Bowser With the assistance of the sun god, both the friends overpowered the demon and slayed him.
  The extra-terrestrial sky fathers upon seeing what was happening and how Luigi broke his contract, and was in fact assisting Mario in creating havoc on earth, held a council amongst themselves in figuring out the best way to handle the situation. The majority voted that the best way to minimise the havoc was to kill Luigi. When Luigi eventually dies, his close friend Mario becomes heartbroken and dresses in animal skins to mourn the death of his close friend. As a result of this tragic event, the King ponders that he too will not live forever and will eventually wither away and pass away like all mortals do.

  King Mario learns of a man favoured by the sky fathers by the name of Wario who after doing a great deed was granted immortality. Mario still dressed in wolf hides sets off on a journey to see Wario in order to ask how he too can avoid the eventual fate of death. When the lone king reached the residence of Wario he met with him and inquired about the possibility of becoming immortal also.
  The wise old man told him that seeking immortality was futile and that he should be grateful and satisfied of the pleasures of the world. Mario however was not dissuaded by his advice and continued persisting that he too may be allowed to live forever. The wise man then challenges the king that if he were able to stay awake for a month then he will be deserving of the prize of immortality. Mario of course couldn’t overcome the challenge and realises that he cannot defeat the challenge given to him by the old man.
  Mario learns his lesson and submits to the fact he is a mortal and cannot overcome death. The king then returned to the metropolis of Mondo empty-handed and sees the magnificent city that he has built over his life.

Christopher's five Fan-fiction links:

Christopher’s five fan-fiction links:
Below are five links to the works of fan-fiction i read,
Link 1)  Ashy

  
Synopsis:

A mix between the film Rocky, and Pokemon. This short story is somewhat brief but gave me some ideas of how i can get to popular stories and mix them together. In this piece of fan-fiction, the Rocky movie characters are given Pokemon character names for example Rocky Balboa becomes in the short story Ashy Balboa, hence why the title of the short story is 'Ashy' instead of the original 'Rocky'
 
Critique:

Very cool cross-over between the film and the childrens series.


Link 2) Wizards at the King of Iron Fist
 
Synopsis:

A mix of the Harry Potter series and the video game series Tekken (king of the iron fist tournament). In this fan-fiction the main characters of the Harry potter series such as harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley are in Japan (the setting of the Tekken series). The story starts at a Tokyo train station where they have a confrontation with a Tekken character (Asuka Kazama) and Harry Potter characters Harry and Harmione and get involved with a major Martial Arts Tournament (the king of the iron fist tournament) of which Asuka is a part of herself.

Critique:

This storyline gave me an idea that i can mix two popular pieces of fiction and use the full original characters instead of mixing the characters themselves as in link 1. This was an interesting link as it was based on a Japanese video game series and mixed with a popular film series.


Link 3) The Only Cure



Synopsis:

This is a mix of the nickelodian TV cartoon Spongebob squarepants and Christianity. It is based on a mother and her kids who watch cartoons together. The childrens craze at the momment is the Spongebob square pants series. The story is based on an episode entitled 'suds' where the character Spongebob has a cold and eventually goes and sees a doctor. The mother then talks about the concept of sin with her children relating it to common colds. The short storyline ends where they say a prayer to Jesus.

Critique:

 This fanfiction has given me an idea of blending together ancient stories such as those contained in the Bible with modern day cartoons or films such as Spongebob squarepants as shown in this link.


Link 4) The Real Bible


Synopsis:

Critique:

Interesting link, yet another New testament based fanfiction to get ideas from for my own.


Link 5) The Wizard and the Warrior Princess


Synopsis:

This link is a storyline mixing the characters featured in the film series Harry Potter such as Severus Snape and those of the classic film Xena the Warrior Princess.

Critique:

Roxy's Final Fan-fiction

This is goodbye ~

On the edge of a tall building a young girl stood, her auburn hair gently flowing in the wind, and her emerald greens eyes sparkled as she looked down onto the street below. 'How will I ever find him? Does he even still remember?'

~ 10 years ago ~

Sakura and Syaoran were standing at the airport getting ready to say their goodbyes. 
Suddenly, Syaoran handed Sakura a teddy bear. "This is my promise to you! You have to wait for me Sakura. As soon as I've finished sorting out things with the clan. I'll definitely be back!" 


All Sakura could do was nod and say her farewells to Syaoran as he walked through the gates. That was their final meeting.

~ Back to the present ~

“Sakura…!” Tomoyo yelled from the door.

“What are you doing? We have to go now!” Tomoyo continued. 

“Coming ‘Moyo!” She said as she ran towards the door.

“Sakura, don’t tell me you’re getting ideas, I mean it has been 10 years and he hasn’t once tried to contact you. Don’t you think it’s about time you moved on now?” Tomoyo sighed while looking sadly at Sakura.

“I know ‘moyo but what if…I mean, the clan could be stopping him! You know how they are ‘moyo. I mean, he promised me…he promised…” Sakura’s voice started drifted away as they walked outside the building. She couldn’t believe her eyes. He was there, Syaoran was standing there right in front of her eyes.

“How could Syaoran do this to you!? Who the heck is that girl?!” Tomoyo said. Before Tomoyo could run up to Syaoran and give him a punch in the face, Sakura grabbed her shirt and stopped her. 

“Tomoyo, forget it. It’s okay, it’s not his fault,  it’s mine. I shouldn’t have expected that he would be waiting all this time. I mean, we were kids when we made the promised to each other. Let’s just leave it.” Sakura said sadly while looking at the ground. She repeated those words in her mind, convincing herself this was how it was now.

Tomoyo looked at her best friend and sighed. 

"Don't worry Sakura, I'll help you through this." She said while thinking of a plan to get them back together.

~ Next day ~

Ring ring ~

Ring ring ~

'Who the hell could be ringing at this hour?' MeiLin thought angrily as she picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"MeiLin? It's me, Tomoyo. How have you been? So, Sakura and I are in Hong Kong right now. Wanna catch up with us today?" 

"Tomoyo?! Wow! I haven't seen you in years! Yes, we have to meet up. Meet me at Starbucks on xxx street in 2 hours yeah?"

"Okay Mei, see you then. Bye."

"Bye"

~ At Starbucks 2 hours later ~

"Moyo!" MeiLin yelled out to Tomoyo as she ran towards her and gave her a big hug. 

"Where's Sakura?" MeiLin asked as she searched around.

"Sakura refuses to get out of the hotel room. She's just been coped up in there since we saw Syaoran yesterday! I mean how could he do this to her?" Tomoyo exclaimed.

"You guys saw Syaoran yesterday? What? How? When? Where?" MeiLin threw the questions at Tomoyo.

"Yesterday, after our university trip. We saw him when we walked out of the building..he was with some girl, they looked pretty close. Sakura didn't want to interfere so we just left. Explain this to me Mei!"

"Well...A year after Syaoran got back from Japan, he got into a car accident and lost his memories from the time when he was in Japan." MeiLin explained.

"And you couldn't have told me?! Before we got onto the plane and came to Hong Kong?" Tomoyo yelled.

"I just couldn't break the news to Sakura! She's the sweetest girl ever. It was hard on me too! I had to hide this from both of you..I just didn't know what I could have done...I'm so sorry 'Moyo."

"It's okay.. we'll figure something out...So, onto the brighter picture, how are you Mei?"

~ At the hotel room ~

Sakura laid in bed staring at the card in her hand. This was the card that was made after she got home from the airport that day 10 years ago, 'Hope'. 

'All hope is gone..' She thought as she used the sleep card. 'Sleep, please let me sleep for eternity.' Sleep flew around the room sprinkling her blue dust on Sakura. 'I'm sorry Tomoyo...' Sakura thought her last thoughts as she drifted off. 

~ The day before, Syaoran ~

Syaoran walked down the street with his girlfriend. Suddenly, the tint of auburn hair caught his eyes. He turned to look at what seemed to be two Japanese girls arguing. 'She looks familiar.' He thought but brushed it off. Over the next few days, his forgotten memories started coming back little by little. 'Why is she there? Why is she in my memories?' He thought before he decided to go ask MeiLin about the mysterious emerald eyed girl. 

By then everything was already too late. There's no way for him to turn back the clock now. 

Roxy's Fan-fiction Draft

Cardcaptor Sakura

- Set after the anime series

- Different character point of views?

- Year differences?

- Romance?

- Main characters : Syaoran and Sakura

She stood on top of the high building, staring down at the streets of Hong Kong. 'How will I ever find him? Does he even still remember?'

~ 10 years ago ~

Sakura and Syaoran were standing at the airport getting ready to say their goodbyes. Suddenly, Syaoran handed Sakura a teddy bear. "This is my promise to you! You have to wait for me Sakura. As soon as I've finished sorting out things with the clan. I'll definitely be back!" All the teary-eyed Sakura could do was nod. This was their last meeting.

~ Back to the present ~

'It's been 10 years, I wonder if he still remembers me. How will I find him in this big city?’

“Sakura…!” Tomoyo yelled at her.

“What are you doing? We have to go now! We’re getting left behind!” Tomoyo continued.

“Coming ‘Moyo!” She said as she ran towards the door.

“Sakura, don’t tell me you’re getting ideas, I mean it has been 10 years and he hasn’t once tried to contact you. Don’t you think it’s about time you moved on now?” Tomoyo sighed while looking sadly at Sakura.

“I know ‘moyo but what if…the clan could be stopping him! You know how they are ‘moyo. I mean, he promised me…he promised…” Sakura’s voice drifted when they outside the building. She couldn’t believe her eyes. There he was.

“How could he!?” Tomoyo said, getting ready to run up to him. Sakura pulled on Tomoyo’s shirt.

“Tomoyo, forget it. It’s okay, it’s not his fault,  it’s mine. I shouldn’t have expected that he would be waiting all this time. I mean, we were kids when we made the promised to each other. Let’s just leave it.” Sakura said while looking at the ground sadly.

Tomoyo looked at her best friend and sighed. 

"Don't worry Sakura, I'll help you through this." She said while thinking of a plan to get them back together.

~ Next day ~

Ring ring ~

Ring ring ~

'Who the hell could be ringing at this hour?' MeiLin thought as she picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"MeiLin? It's me, Tomoyo. How have you been? So, Sakura and I are in Hong Kong right now. Wanna catch up with us today?" 

"Tomoyo?! Wow! I haven't seen you in years! Yes, we have to meet up. Meet me at Starbucks on xxx street in 2 hours yeah?"

"Okay Mei, see you then. Bye."

"Bye"

~ At Starbucks 2 hours later ~

Roxy's Five Fan-fiction Links

I. Conversations Between Us

Synopsis:

   This story follows May, an 18 year old girl who's life changes after she meets Crist and Mayhem, two enemy gang leaders. Her life took a complete turn as she gets thrown into one gang situation to another. Slowly, she realizes that her past has not completely left her yet either. Crist and Mayhem have a long past with each other, but none of them really knew the truth about what had happened in their past and hated each other for it. 

Critique:

I really liked this story, it was really unpredictable. The story is mainly done in May's point of view, so I felt like I really got to know her character by the end of the story. Conversations between us really kept my attention and I felt like I had to know what happened next with the main characters.

II) Keys Before My Eyes

Synopsis:

Eun Hee a girl who loves piano ever since she was a little kid, yet she never learnt how to play it. She works at a music store because of her infatuation with this musical instrument. She only had one friend, a nerd. One day she meets Jun Tae, from that day on her life changed. Suddenly, Eun Hee became a suspect in a murder case. And the plot thickens.

Critique:

For me, this story was a little bit confusing. I did like where the story line was going but it feels a bit rushed when you read it. Again, this story was focused on Eun Hae and you really get to know her character well even though she can be annoying at times. Also, the side story about Eun Hee was incredibility cute! The author really knew how to keep the cliffhangers coming at the end of each chapter!

III) Won't Say a Word

 Synopsis:

The crew hasn't had a break with Luffy on the ship! Even though he's the captain, he's very immature and well just plain stupid. Nami, the navigator, dares Luffy to stay quiet for a whole month. Luffy agrees to this and promised the crew. After a few days the crew can't handle the silence and thinks of different ways to make Luffy talk!

Critique:

I found this an alright read. Some of the characters aren't portrayed exactly the same as the anime displays them. Though not having Luffy talk was a great idea! Luffy's the captain of the crew and of course, he's the loudest of them all. Watching the crew try make him talk with no effort was definitely funny!

IV) Cherry, My Love

Synopsis:

This is a Cardcaptor Sakura fanfiction. The story bases around Syaoran and Sakura. Sakura is a famous pop star, her stage name, Cherry. Fed up with her mother and celebrity life, she stages her death and runs away to her friends, Tomoyo and Mei-Lin. There she mets Mei-Lin's cousin, Syaoran. Sakura starts a new job as a high school teacher and is enjoying her life. But, what happens with Syaoran?

Critique:

I liked this story because it was a little bit twisted. Seeing how Sakura's past was like with her mother and how she was forced to be secluded from her friends to become a pop star so that her mother has money to spend was really sad. I also liked reading how Sakura and Syaoran first meet and the events that led them to become lovers. Cardcaptor's was one of my favourite anime's as a child and Sakura and Syaoran were my favourite couple so I really enjoyed this story. 

V) Hold Me Tightly

Synopsis:

This story is about a girl Ririchiyo, she lives in a place called the Ayakashi Kan. A place filled with humans who possess the blood of Yokai (monsters). And of course, Ririchiyo is one of them as well a long with her Secret Service, Miketsukami. Ririchiyo, constantly has nightmares at night. 

Critique:

I liked how the author has portrayed Ririchiyo's character. She is someone who doesn't like to bother others, says mean things and then regrets it later. I liked how she tries to hid her nightmares from the residents there and Miketsukami. After a while it starts to affect her and Miketsukami is there for her in the end! So cute.