Sunday, August 20, 2017

Crossing the Divide 71

Red, the color I had chosen for Alice, spread more densely on the map. It seemed as if there was a hand about to curl around the cure distribution area. I had to remind myself that the added red was merely minor sightings. This could mean Alice or her allies had appeared in the area briefly. Possibly only one or two minor members of her team at that. Still it meant that the distribution area could become compromised and quickly.

"Give an estimate how long Alice has been around the distribution zone." I told Noah.

"One month at most." Noah said after a brief pause. "Most likely less."

If that were true then Alice wouldn't have been able to fortify any real stronghold. At least not to such an extent that the Mormonts would have problems overpowering her. I could simply do what my husbands wanted and crush Alice so that the distribution area would be secure. That would be simple and easy, yet I was unsure about that plan. Not only would it cause a further divide between Alice and myself, there was the matter of innocents being harmed. It was my caring for innocents that had started me along this path and I wouldn't give up their lives easily.

"Shut off the holograms, Noah." I said and the AI did so. "Inform the Kaari to go to the Council room. Tell them I have made a decision."

I walked out of the room and towards my destination. As I walked the humans looked at me in worry. I was walking with more purpose than I usually did. It was as if I were a wolf about to chase his prey. Near the Council room I saw Chris. He looked at me and I at him. We started to head towards the Council room together. He was of high enough rank, being the leader of the Rasiki, to join in on any Council meeting if he wanted. He usually avoided them, though.

"I assume you made a decision." Chris said.

"Yes." I replied.

"And I also assume some of the Kaari won't be happy."

"Can you guess which ones?"

Talking with him felt good. He was a good friend and had accepted I felt no love for him. To this day I had to be reminded that he was the true father of Alec Isaacs. I had to be reminded that we both had lost a son when Alec had died.

"Alexander and Samuel." Chris replied and then grinned when he saw he was right. "Those two want to fight even when there are other options."

"Alex nearly destroyed the world on accident." I pointed out. "Sam is still angry about being grown instead of born. I keep both in control and they will both do what I want."

-This is a Mature Story
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Doctor Isaacs Fic

You can read it HERE

Saturday, August 19, 2017

Crossing the Divide 70

Melisandre stood in the Great Hall. Her hands were in chains and her necklace had been removed so that everyone could see her true form. Even as her skin sagged, she looked in control. She seemed ready to accept her fate whatever that might be. Jon and Jorah sat on opposite sides of me while Selmy took his place behind me.

The air in the Great Hall seemed to be much colder than that outside. The story of Cersei Lannister's death had gotten out and so everyone knew how deadly Arya Stark, Lady of Winterfell, could be. The only one not showing any fear was Tormund who kept making glances at Brienne. The knight was just a few seats away from Jaime who she seemed much more comfortable with. Though, truth be told, I had seen a certain kindness when she looked at the wildling. At least from time to time.

"I should have you killed, Melisandre." Arya said sounding more like an assassin than a lady. "You murdered Renly Baratheon with a Shadow Assassin, convinced Stannis Baratheon to burn his daughter alive, and unspeakable deeds that we're unaware of."

Those seated leaned closer towards Arya. The Dothraki that did not have a good grasp of the common tongue had those around them to translate. I waited until the temporary translators were done. The names wouldn't mean much to the barbarians, but at least they would know what was being said. That's what was important. Soon they would be able to forget Westeros if they so chose.

-This is a Mature Story
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Jorah Mormont Fic

You can read it HERE

Animorphs Re-Read: Megamorphs #1 The Andalite's Gift (Chapters 41-44)

Chapter 41
This chapter is narrated by Cassie.

In a series of doom and gloom. Of brother against brother. Of good and evil being a myth. In this series this chapter starts off with Marco complaining about ugly people being on the beach. It's a very light-hearted way to start the chapter with the previous chapter being full of Tobias not feeling good enough.

Rachel chimes in that if ugly people can't go to the beach, Marco can't. Oh god, I love you two!

Thursday, August 17, 2017

Mini-Review: The Dark Tower (2017)

The topic of this post was voted on by the members of my Facebook group HERE WE STAND. If you would like to vote on future posts, feel free to join.
I'm hoping to get more reviews out by doing this mini-review format. If I want to go into actual depth on this movie I'll do so via multi-vlog reviews or other posts.

In this review of The Dark Tower there will be spoilers. So if you haven't seen the movie stop reading now and go see it before continuing.

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

July 2017 Releases (Jash's Dragon Army)

Dragon Cave recently released two new breeds. Luckily none of them are hybrids this time around. I was only able to get one version of the Baikala Dragon because I'm an idiot who only just now realized there are two color variations to it.

Jash Reads: Animorphs #2 The Visitor (Chapter 2)

I read chapter two of Animorphs #2 The Visitor by K.A.Applegate.

Monday, August 14, 2017

Crossing the Divide 69

"It seems due to us not executing the man that killed a Doctor Isaacs clone, people think we don't value him." K-Mart said. "They wonder why such an act of aggression is not being dealt with more."

"He did get all rank and privileges revoked." I pointed out. "He has also been given duties that are far beneath him. I just think that execution is a little too far. If I executed the man I would be playing to my base emotions. Emotions that if left unchecked would consume me."

"You can control them." Sam retorted. "You can control them enough to kill him. He deserves to die for what he has done. There was no justification."

I could understand Sam's point of view. He was also a clone of Alex and had personal stakes in this decision. He probably saw himself being assassinated and no one caring. He didn't hate me for my decision, but he didn't agree with it either. I looked at Alex who showed no emotion. To him clones were just things like horses, important but not worthy of love. Even a clone of himself dying hadn't affected him. He was a cold man, my husband.

"Death is a loss of control." I said, trying to justify myself. "When a man dies, mortals lose control of his fate. It is then we must pray that the gods feel just as much hatred towards the man as we do. If I killed him then we wouldn't be sure he would be punished."

Sam looked at me and I could tell he didn't believe me. I could have lied to myself and said it was because he was consumed by vengeance, but that was a lie. I had let the clone murderer live because I was afraid of my own darkness. Now that decision might cost me the stability of the Mormonts. This meant I had to reverse my decision in a way that didn't seem unfair. That didn't seem too barbaric. Humans were so hard to please at times. At one moment yelling for violence and the next being angry about it.

"So do you think we should give the man a harsher sentence?" I asked my friends. "And, if so, what?"

-This is a Mature Story
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Doctor Isaacs Fic

You can read it HERE

Saturday, August 12, 2017

Crossing the Divide 68

"I knew you wouldn't stay with just one man." Nymeria said with a devilish grin on her lips.

She, myself, Jorah, Jon, and Bronn were at the front. While the others rode on horses, I had found another stag to ride on. Ghost would walk beside Jon's horse and then run off for a little bit. But he always returned. Davos and Arya rode their dragons so that they could guard us. I had started Jon's training with Rhaegal and would continue it every time we rested. Selmy was guarding Lei as she had started to show signs of being unstable. I didn't want any harm to come to her because of her grief. I had to admit I was growing to trust the Selmy more. Bronn and I had discussed about changing my Lord Commander. He seemed to agree with Selmy taking his position merely so he could have a castle.

"I chose Jon for duty." I replied.

"He doesn't look like a man I would choose for duty." She said.

"You and I have different tastes in men."

Nymeria just grinned. She didn't know about the other reality I went to and the husbands I had there. If I had mentioned them I was sure she would have commented on them. Talked about them without end. Only stopping to discuss business.

"But the same taste in leaders." Nymeria said. "My mother is a good woman but she has grown too confident. A woman like Daenerys can be killed but there is no one left to rule that could be controlled."

"Do you want me on the Iron Throne only if you can use me?" I asked.

"No. I want you on the Iron Throne because I want to focus on my home. I want to make Dorne stable for the first time since I helped overthrow the former prince. I can't do that if the Seven Kingdoms are at war."

"Overthrew the former prince?" Bronn asked with a laugh. "That's an odd way of saying you killed your uncle."

-This is a Mature Story
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Jorah Mormont Fic

You can read it HERE

Friday, August 11, 2017

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

Jeor (Table of Contents)

I am Jeor and I am the weapons master in Seitou's clan. I am of the Shadow Flight and serve the Shadowbinder.

In Seitou's clan it is beyond rare for dragons to breed out of love and to keep a child. I am the result of one such case. Jorah and Scourge found that their feelings had turned romantic and wanted to be together. After talking with Daenerys and AlexanderIsaacs, their mates, and Seitou it was declared they were a polyamorous pairing. Seitou graciously agreed to allow both Jorah and Scourge to keep one of their children in celebration. The child they ended up picking was me. I inherited both of my parents' fighting skills and dreamed of becoming a warrior. My dreams changed when I found the study of weapons much more interesting. While others seek to create and fight with weapons, I am the one to make sure none of that knowledge is lost.

Below are my journal entries:

August 2017 30 Minute Exclusive Vlog (Patreon Exclusive)

Every month people who donate at least $1 a month to my Patreon get an exclusive 30 minute vlog.

Monday, August 7, 2017

New Batch of Dragons (Jash's Dragon Army)

On Dragon Cave I'm getting a little more serious about breeding more dragons so that there will be more options for future giveaways. So if I'm trying to breed one type of dragon I'll have more chances of actually successfully getting the type I'm aiming for.

If you want me to personally breed a pair for you when not doing a giveaway, comment below.

Here are the new dragons this time around:

Monday, July 31, 2017

How I Put Canon in My Fanfiction

The topic of this post was voted on by the members of my Facebook group HERE WE STAND. If you would like to vote on future posts, feel free to join.

I write fanfiction and original fiction. Each of those categories has their own challenges. Today I am only going to be focusing on fanfiction, specifically how I choose what parts of canon to keep and discard. This is by no means a comprehensive guide as there are many variations on how I decide.

Consider this a beginner's guide on how I do things as sometimes the writing process is different depending on the fic.

Sunday, July 30, 2017

Crossing the Divide 67

I signaled to five of my men to break down the doors. My men protected me from the chaos surrounding us so I didn't flinch at the bullets or tense up at the sounds. Sounds from the abominations, men, and vehicles. Through it all I remained calm and serene. Nothing could break me.

I walked through the doors and let my men fire at those who attacked. My main concern was the computer terminal in the center of the room. Blocking out every other distraction, I focused purely on breaking into it. I needed to make sure that there was information I needed inside before trying to go further. I wouldn't risk my men's lives for nothing. If there was nothing here we would merely blow this place up.

"Can we just blow it?" A Mormonts asked.

"Only speak in the Common Tongue while on a mission." I said in the Common Tongue. "There seems to be valuable data here."

"We'll meet you on the roof?"

I nodded and then we were off. My men went off in different directions either to kill or gather intel. Sometimes both. The group that went with me were the toughest. Unfortunately I hadn't been able to get any Rasiki for this part of the mission as that elite group was dealing with the abominations. We walked through a hallway that was quiet and heard sounds of battle in the distance. I dragged Jorah along the ground as I steadied myself. My men held their guns up as they prepared for any sign of trouble. My ears listened for any sound of lasers.

"We got lucky." A Mormonts said and I shook my head.

"The gods don't give us mortals luck." I told her. "Keep yourselves calm but don't forget how much danger we're in."

-This is a Mature Story
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Doctor Isaacs Fic

You can read it HERE

Jash Reads: Animorphs #2 The Visitor (Chapter 1)

I read chapter one of Animorphs #2 The Visitor by K.A.Applegate.

The Host Review (Part 1)

I begin my review of my most hated book of all time by explaining what it is.

Saturday, July 29, 2017

Crossing the Divide 66

"I told you it is hard to kill me." I said, letting the cold eat at my skin but not letting it inside. "The last Arryn is dead and House Kaari controls the Vale. Just as we will the Seven Kingdoms."

"You may have escaped once, but you won't again." Daenerys said. "You can be sure of it."

"My men are ready to battle you. I got new allies upon arriving at Dragonstone. I can see you have a new ally of your own."

"His name is Chl'lor. He is the leader of the wyvern riders from Sothoryos. He is a Nieth."

Daenerys said each statement as if it should make fear the only emotion I felt. It didn't affect me in that manner and I merely focused on her statements. Chl'lor was a Nieth from Sothoryos who was the leader of the wyvern pack. That meant he was the leader who was important, at least in his native land. While the Targaryen seemed confident that he would not betray her, he was from somewhere else which meant betrayal might not be far behind. Betrayal I might use to my own ends.

"Chl'lor, may I ask what has brought you here?" I asked.

I was hoping that the Nieth would see this as respectful towards him. Maybe he was growing bored of being with Daenerys or maybe he would see my dismissal of her as meaning I held the real power. As those thoughts went on in my head I saw my former friend holding back tears at the charred remains of the cross that had once bore Cersei. Whatever madness had claimed my former friend's mind, there was still love in her heart. A twisted and dark love, but love nonetheless.

"I am chasing my cousin." Chl'lor replied. "There have been signs that point to his involvement in certain happenings in Westeros and Essos. Signs that have traced him to red, shadows, and flames. There have also been signs that point of destruction that could invade Sothoryos. My cousin must die before he can play his game any longer."

-This is a Mature Story
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Daenerys Targaryen Fic

You can read it HERE

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Why Tobias is a Hufflepuff

The topic of this post was voted on by the members of my Facebook group HERE WE STAND. If you would like to vote on future posts, feel free to join.


Two series that I adore are Animorphs and Harry Potter. So I, being me, had to combine both series. This time by thinking of which Animorph belonged in which Hogwarts Houses. Some of the Animorphs were easy to place while others were a little more difficult.

Tobias, for me, was rather easy to place. To me he always belonged in Hufflepuff.

Monday, July 24, 2017

Crossing the Divide 65

"So it's official," Hail said. "You are married to yet another crazed madman."

"She does have a type." Khaleesi said.

Alex didn't like the comment, but he said nothing. He knew, as well as I did, that this jovial nature would fade away by day's end. After the celebrations were done, everyone would be forced back into reality. No longer would we spend time in a dream of the future, but the harshness of the present. It was unusual to see either Khaleesi and Hail so happy, yet it was refreshing. It gave me hope that after the war had been won, there would be something for them. There would be parts of them unaffected by the tragedy that could live.

"Hail, you have a type." Sam said. "It's programmed into your DNA."

My second husband didn't yet have all the restraints that Alex did, but he would learn. For now he didn't hold back as much. If he didn't like what you said he would tell you. There were good moments where he did show restraint. Today, though, was not one of his better days. Today he would not put up with Hail and Khaleesi mocking him.

"He is right." I replied and earned a glare from Hail. "It's the reason why I was hesitant to support you marrying my daughter. But you have shown that your love, no matter where it started, is strong. It is true. I trust, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that you will not betray Khaleesi."

"I will not." Hail reassured me. "I wonder if the same can be said of your husbands."

-This is a Mature Story
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Doctor Isaacs Fic

You can read it HERE

Sunday, July 23, 2017

Crossing the Divide 64

"I loved a Wilding named Ygritte." Jon finally said. "I don't want to betray her memory."

"I am not asking you to forget her, Jon, as love runs deep." I replied. "If Jorah dies before me I will mourn eternally. No man will take his place but I will not act as if my life has ended too. If love decides to enter my life again I will not dismiss its call because of him. If you won't move on, I will not force you."

"Even if my refusal means your House dies? The House that has been fighting for centuries?"

I nodded slowly. I had to be strong and yet I couldn't. There was fear in me that I was sure the others could sense. The Kaari line that had been living since the days of Old Valyria would die. Yet I would not force this decision on him. Doing so would be dishonorable. I would face the truth of my own House's death as all things died. At least I would have children afterwards and would have a new Kaari line to start. One distanced from the Last Dragon, yet still strong.

-This is a Mature Story
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Jorah Mormont Fic

You can read it HERE

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Mini-Review: Game of Thrones "Dragonstone"

The topic of this post was voted on by the members of my Facebook group HERE WE STAND. If you would like to vote on future posts, feel free to join.

I'm hoping to get more reviews out by doing this mini-review format. If I want to go into actual depth on this show I'll do so via multi-vlog reviews or other posts.

In this review of the Game of Thrones episode "Dragonstone" there will be spoilers. So if you haven't seen the episode, stop reading now and go see it before continuing.

Saturday, July 15, 2017

Crossing the Divide 63

"You don't have to come." Chris said as we walked towards one of the hangers. "Me and the other Rasiki will be able to handle this."

Robert Pointe's friends were arriving. His friends that were probably using the same weapon he was. A weapon that allowed them to hide their true identities. A weapon that was made from my blood. Chris' plan was to have Rasiki recruits go with him and overpower the other traitors if need be. The common thought was that capturing his friends would be easy. But me, the overly cautious one, was worried that this weapon could hold another secret. Another secret that might be more offensive than how the weapon was currently understood.

"I trust in your abilities, Chris," I replied. "But I still want to watch what happens."

"Don't you think your presence know...make the traitors more nervous?"

"Possibly. And if they lash out we will know the full extent of the weapon."

I felt Jorah's comforting weight on my back. If anything went wrong my weapon would taste blood again. It would feel good to use it for combat again. I knew Chris was right in his worry and yet I wanted to come. I wanted to smell the vile people that dared use my blood. That dared to think its powers were for them and not my children.

-This is a Mature Story
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Doctor Isaacs Fic

You can read it HERE

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

June 2017 Releases (Jash's Dragon Army)

Dragon Cave recently released three new breeds. All of the breeds are hybrids. If you don't already know the combinations, look at the lineages of the dragons I post here.

A Bear Meets No One

The topic of this post was voted on by the members of my Facebook group HERE WE STAND. If you would like to vote on future posts, feel free to join.

This is a crossover fanfic of Animorphs and Game of Thrones. The copyrights for those series belongs to the copyright holders and not me.

Sunday, July 9, 2017

Crossing the Divide 62

"Just beyond the Bloody Gate." Arya said under her breath as she tried to make out the landscape beneath us.

"We need to approach in the opposite direction, Arya." I reminded her. "We don't need House Arryn to attack while we're away."

"We have dragons and they don't."

"I won't risk my men's lives before the battle with Daenerys."

Though Arya wanted to disagree, she obeyed me and changed directions. Every now and again I would redirect her as she went off course. I had a suspicion she knew where to go but was impatient. This could prove troublesome when she was on her own and I wasn't there to reel her in. But she was not a child, not really, and held the rank of Lady of Winterfell. If she decided on a wrong course of action I would have to deal with the consequences. As would she.

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's an Arya Stark Fic

You can read it HERE

Saturday, July 8, 2017

The Thief and the Ghost Prologue

"I ride my third wyvern, a Jornish, so I know how hard promises are to keep." I replied sadly. "Especially the kind of promise you intend to keep."

"I ride my second wyvern, my love, so I am well aware of what promise I made. And I will keep it."

I had trained Tersa. She had appeared one day and I was drawn to her. She was so much younger but that wasn't a concern for a rider. Our lives were so long, because by connecting to wyverns we got their lifespan, that if we looked for lovers our own age we would never know love. At least when I had fallen in love my loves hadn't started as riders.

"Wasn't there a difference you experienced with your first wyvern?" I asked her.

"My Bortok?" Tersa said. "Yes, there was a difference. It was like I was able to experience the world for the first time. As if everything before was just a dream. It was wonderful and terrifying all at once."

"And you became a different person afterwards."


I ran my hand through her hair. If I had not been blind I could see that it was blue. Without eyes I could only feel its odd texture. It felt like normal human hair but also like hair from a Nieth. If a Nieth had hair. Tersa's hair was the clearest sign of her Nieth heritage. I had no Nieth in my blood, only human. My hand then went from her hair to rest on her hips.

"I'm not going to change my mind if you lose your wyvern." Tersa said. "No matter how different of a person I become."

-This is a Mature Story
-It's an Original Fantasy Series

You can read it HERE

Thursday, July 6, 2017

Into the Darkness 8

I didn't know if hours passed or days or years. In this place time didn't seem to move like on the continent. The planet I called my home was far bigger and deadlier than anything I could've imagined. I didn't even think Rachel could hope to survive out here.

I was thinking Rachel wasn't fearless...I needed to get back to my clan. I had to find the continent so everything could go back to normal. So I could forget this place. But first I had to patch my wounds. Something that would've been more than easy with magic or easy access to herbs.

New Batch of Dragons (Jash's Dragon Army)

On Dragon Cave I'm getting a little more serious about breeding more dragons so that there will be more options for future giveaways. So if I'm trying to breed one type of dragon I'll have more chances of actually successfully getting the type I'm aiming for.

If you want me to personally breed a pair for you when not doing a giveaway, comment below.

Here are the new dragons this time around:

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Crossing the Divide 61

"He smells horrible."

"I don't smell anything worse than normal on him." Alex said. "Whatever you two are smelling is because of your bloodsense. Sam thinks he's found something in one of Pointe's blood tests which he's refused to show me."

I doubted Sam was refusing to show Alex because the clone wanted to be certain. No, Sam wanted to annoy Alex and my husband was allowing it. As a member of the Kaari, Alex could demand the information and the clone would be helpless to refuse. At least if the clone I rescued wanted to stay in the Mormonts. That meant my husband was either opening up to the clone or just toying with my lover.

"Do you think the blood tests will show anything?" I asked.

"I don't know." Alex said. "If anything, I hope it calms your mind about the Tom."

I didn't bother asking my husband's opinion on the Tom. Alex was not well known for liking people. He would have no problem killing the majority of the Mormonts. If it was his life or theirs he wouldn't mind saving his own skin. It was only his love for me that stopped him. Being close to him reminded me of being next to a predator. An eagle, hawk, or bear. It warmed my blood and made me want to tell Eve to go away. But I had promised myself not to f*** either Alex or Sam until I could have them both. It drove me mad at times as my body yearned for them.

"I need you to make peace with Sam soon." I told Alex, my body making me deviate from the topic at hand.

"You don't need us both, Rin, you did very well with just me." Alex replied.

"But I like Sam." Eve said, not understanding the conversation. "I like being with Sam."

I was very open with my daughter when it came to sex. For me there was no shame in the subject. However, she wouldn't be able to understand the game I was playing with the two men. I didn't fully understand it. It was immoral to dangle sex as a prize, yet it might be the only way to be with both. I would do anything to keep my relationship with both of them.

"You can still visit Sam even if I'm not f****** him." I told Eve. "Just because people aren't having sexual relations doesn't mean they disappear from the other's life."

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Doctor Isaacs Fic

You can read it HERE

Tuesday, July 4, 2017

Dragon Cave Projects (Jash's Dragon Army)

On the site Dragon Cave I have different projects I'm pursing. Because I need to make sure I remember all of them and I wouldn't mind some help, I'm making this post. You can contact me on Facebook, Twitter, and tumblr to make a trade or give me the dragons for free.

Unless otherwise stated: any dragons for these projects only needs to be low gen with a clean lineage.

Thursday, June 29, 2017

Weekly Update 6/29/2017

For those of you who are stopping by my blog for the first time and/or don't have a lot of time to keep up with my blog, this is for you.

I will be posting some of what I consider important stuff I have blogged about and an update on an important project.

I will post these every now and again. I'm keeping the name 'Weekly Update' as I've grown fond of it.

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

A Quickie: The War Has Begun (American Gods)

American Gods, on Starz, just finished its first season. A lot of things happened which made me happy. While I did read the novel years ago I've forgotten a lot. So I can't say how good of an adaptation it is, just that I heavily enjoyed it.

The American Gods season finale ended with the war between the old and new gods officially starting.

Monday, June 19, 2017

Crossing the Divide 60

"The Kaari died a long time ago." Selmy replied.

I wondered if he was more confused about my House still being alive or him being dead. His body was fully alive and yet in one reality he had died. Just because he hadn't asked about his death didn't mean he understood my words. It could be that it horrified him too much to say a word about it. As if by not mentioning it it would become false.

"My House only appeared to have died." I told him. "We lived by mixing our blood and hiding. By the time I was born there was no other Kaari alive. The closest I have to a blood relative is Viserion, former dragon of Daenerys Targaryen."

"You stole from her, didn't you?" Selmy said angrily. "Now you've placed yourself on the Iron Throne to end your old rivalry."

"I served her loyally in Essos. It was I who both saved her from a murder attempt by Daario Naharis, leader of the Sons of the Harpy, and helped her take back Meereen. My missing eye and the scars that line my body were earned by serving her. I was not raised a Kaari and even knowing my heritage does not cloud my judgment about her."

"Then she is dead?"

The hurt in his eyes made me wish she was dead. If Daenerys was dead that meant she hadn't turned mad and it didn't fall on Jorah to kill her. It would mean that the world was a better place as her name would resound as a light through history. What she had accomplished was something to be praised. She had been a good friend and her talks with me were some of my most pleasant memories. I didn't know how to tell Selmy that she was alive and had followed in her father's footsteps.

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Barristan Selmy Fic

You can read it HERE

Tuesday, June 13, 2017

Crossing the Divide 59

The sun was going down and so all would be dark. Night would fall and stars would shine in the sky. Sam and I both turned our heads at the same time. A few small bells could be heard. Some animals or people were close by. Probably animals but there was always the possibility of being discovered. The clone stood up and took out a gun. We had discovered the weapon and it had calmed the nerves of my lover. On his belt there was a dagger in case he ran out of bullets. Or if, for some reason, during the fight the gun was lost.

I screamed in pain as I felt the contractions. This baby would be born now and Sam would be on his own. He would be on his own to fight and if he died so did I. In this reality I would be gone and Alex would never know the truth. There was nothing to do now but trust in the clone. He gave me one last look before walking out of the room and down the stairs. I calmed my mind enough to focus on the child that would soon be born, Sam would need to take care of himself. With the training I had given him, it should be enough to make him the victor.

There was a gunshot fired and then laughter. Maniacal laughter of the kind only evil men could make. Not evil like Alex or Sam as they were at least controlled. Their hatred was focused and backed with planning. This laughter was the kind of a rabid animal. It had no thought to the future and was merely reveling in the now. There was no mercy promised in its voice.

"Da**, you nearly hit me." A man said and laughed again. "You do realize you're trespassing on my house, right? Sure we haven't been here for awhile, but it is still ours and you are still taking what doesn't belong to you."

"You need to leave." Sam said with just a little too much fear in his voice.

"I need to leave? Why? You don't just kick someone out of their home. That's rude."

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Doctor Isaacs Fic

You can read it HERE

Saturday, June 10, 2017

Crossing the Divide 58

"My name is Queen Rin Kaari." I proclaimed loudly. "The Iron Throne was given to me by the people of King's Landing. Some that made their way here with me and will stay in the safety of Dragonstone. My House is an ancient one that has managed to survive through the Doom of Valyria and then the attempted genocide from House Targaryen. In my blood there is a strength that no man or god can match. There is a beast in me that was awakened the day Daenerys Targaryen betrayed me and threatened my homeland."

I was interrupted in my speech by Tormund. He had been dealing with the Wildlings, his men, as they were uncertain about fighting this war. They wanted to follow Jon Snow and I wasn't him. I was merely a woman who would take them to Jon. From the look on his face he had convinced them to march with me though it had been a tough conversation. It wouldn't surprise me if he had delayed his appearance as a way for his men to have the illusion of rebellion. While I didn't consider myself a crow due to my upbringing, the Wildlings did. Though some were confused on that part.

"I did not want to be queen." I continued and nodded to Tormund as he took his place. "I merely wanted to rebuild my House. I wanted to live with Jorah Mormont and raise a family in peace after the war. We did have a son named Jeor, after Jorah's father. Against all odds our son survived. Jaime Lannister could've broken his deal with me but he didn't. My son was going to be a great man one day. At least so I thought until that day in the Dragonpit. The day Daenerys showed she had fully descended into madness and burned him alive!"

I threw off my coat and revealed my outfit. I had had to rehearse the move many times before I got it right. Tormund had to hold back a chuckle as the whorish outfit was amusing. Jorah and Bronn both looked at me with a carnal desire in their eyes. Once we camped for the night I would take my husband up on his offer. I wanted to be consumed by him tonight.

"My people call me the Whore Queen, so I shall become one." I said angrily. "It won't matter when my enemies' bodies are eaten by the crows. I want them to see my scars to know why I fight. To know why Daenerys' betrayal hurts me to the core. I lost my eye in the Battle for Meereen. The scars covering my body are from when I was loyal to her in King's Landing. I kept everything about her a secret in case one small piece of information doomed her. For all my devotion to her, she killed Jeor Kaari. She killed Sansa Stark. She killed Yara Greyjoy. She killed Missandei. She killed the woman I knew. I will have vengeance for my son and for my House! I will take you to the Vale and we shall revel in the blood spilt!"
-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Jorah Mormont Fic

You can read it HERE

Thursday, June 8, 2017

May 2017 Releases (Jash's Dragon Army)

Dragon Cave recently released two new breeds for their anniversary this year. I was only able to get one of every variation.

Thursday, June 1, 2017

Crossing the Divide 57

"Don't come closer." I said, holding up a hand as the remaining clones approached. "Your friend earned her fate. We mean no harm to you unless you want to kill us."

"And why should we trust you?" The clone who had gotten stuck in the bear trap asked.

"You've heard about me and should know I could kill you now if I wanted to."

The two looked at each other as I helped my lover up. Sam looked exactly like Alex in the same way the other clones looked like Alice. Killing one of them presented a new problem. We hadn't just helped them, we had harmed them. They were my enemies but that didn't make them stupid. It would be hard to convince them that they should help us if all they could see was a dead friend.

"And you would have let us live if we didn't attack?" The one who had been pulled into the tree asked. "You and him are monsters. You're both people that use others. You wouldn't have spared us if given the chance."

"Yes, we would have." Sam replied. "If it had been up to me I'd have you killed right now. Rin, though, wants me to spare your lives."

"Like you could kill us."

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Doctor Isaacs Fic

You can read it HERE

Tuesday, May 30, 2017

A Quickie: Jaime and the Map (Game of Thrones)

Whenever some small detail is released, some fans like to ride the theory train. They'll take any small thing and sometimes make it much bigger than it is. I am very guilty of this, as this blog proves from time to time.

In the trailer that was released there's a scene where Cersei and Jaime Lannister are standing on a map. Their positions on said map seem to reflect a certain prophecy. I agree that there is some merit to this theory but only time will tell if it's true.

Monday, May 29, 2017

Chronicles of Gaia Volume I

Buteo Ralph is happy living his life. He is happy with his husband Frank Halia. He is happy being a teacher in Native Lakes. He is happy imagining his future child.

But when an old enemy returns to Gaia, Buteo's decision changes everything.

Sunday, May 28, 2017

Saturday, May 27, 2017

Crossing the Divide 56

"And I will be in the back, your grace?" Brienne questioned.

"Yes, because I trust your skills." I replied yet again. "The ground forces won't matter. The only point about attacking the Targaryen's ground forces is to take away her power. If she lives to attack Bear Island, there will be less people she can use. Some might side with us if we do well enough."

"You are a master of dragons, yet she now has wyverns at her side."

"We don't know that for certain. And even if that were so, we could kill them. I feel just at home on the ground as in the sky. Whatever advantages they have I will use against them. I am a Kaari, we do not bow down to anyone or anything."

I looked at Jorah and felt my confidence increase. Riding me he would wield me like a weapon. He would help guide me. When I flew into battle there would be two people in control: me and my husband. The queen and king of the Iron Throne.

Bronn looked skeptical but I knew he would follow my plan. For him, Jaime, and Lei I had ordered Tyrion to be captured if at all possible. I had said the main reason was that the imp would hold valuable information. As he was at Daenerys' side, many were skeptical so I hadn't stated my real intentions. I had assumed he was staying by her side to try and turn her back. He had had such good control over her I had no doubt that he was our last chance. Our last chance at returning the Targaryen to her former glory.

"And what will we do if Jon is already dead when we arrive?" Davos asked.

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Jorah Mormont Fic

You can read it HERE

Friday, May 26, 2017

New CafePress Design: Don't Drink and Morph

Because no one really buys from my CafePress shop, I've changed to adding a new design once I have a good idea. This new design deals with something that was said in an episode of With Extra Happy. This design can be found in the Quotes and Phrases section of my shop.

This new design features an Animorphs related joke: