A Quickie: Will a TV Show Work (Taken)

As a fan of Liam Neeson I thought one or two of you might be wondering my opinions on the announcement of a Taken tv series. I admit I saw the trailer for the tv series and just stared in horrified wonder about what was taking place in front of my eyes. It's been a little over a week since I saw the trailer and now my feelings have settled.

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.

Crossing the Divide 34

"Rin Kaari, I'm glad you are well." Daenerys said as Yara stood beside her. "You were able to resist torture and keep me safe. To keep my armies safe."

I remembered seeing her at the Raqus estate and how she had hugged me. Her smile had been so kind and her presence pleasant. Now her words were formal as this was a meeting and so had to uphold her status as a queen. Her words also carried with them a change that I didn't like. An arrogance that went beyond her usual air.

"I do not mind making sacrifices for you." I told her, my crown seeming to weigh more heavily than normal. "I am glad you have arrived here."

"Bend the knee so I can take my rightful place." Daenerys said.

"We have to talk first. There are things that need to be discussed."

My former queen's face twisted and I saw the rage. It was there and then it wasn't. It was as if she had transformed into a dragon for merely a moment. Yara smiled at me and I wondered if she wanted me dead. Jorah and myself would lessen the Grejoy's control of the Targaryen. She could have used the Targaryen hatred for the Kaari to control Daenerys. I also wondered if I was even expected to leave this meeting alive.

"What is there to discuss?" Daenerys demanded. "You took the throne for me."

"I took the throne because others demanded I do so." I told her. "If I denied them then they would be without a ruler for a little while. I didn't take the throne for anyone but I was hoping that it would make the transition to your rule easier."

"So give me what is mine. I have already paid for it in fire and blood."

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

You can read it HERE

Crossing the Divide 33

The zombie crouched and waited a moment. Then its long limbs propelled its body through the air. My weapon and the Mormonts' bullets didn't do much damage. Blood poured out of its body but it didn't mind. It had prey and didn't care about pain any longer. It took only a few seconds for the zombie to reach the doomed man. The Mormonts' face twisted in fear and he could only yell out as one of the gods of death came for him. The zombie opened its mouth and bit the man's face. Instead of eating its prey, it merely flung the head against a wall.

"S***." Chris said and all of us prepared for an attack.

"Form a wall." I said, standing in front of my men. "It will attack us and we will win. Aim at a joint or the head, whatever you have a clearer shot of. Don't try and impress me, just kill it."

The zombie turned towards us, moving on the ground like a demented wolf. It let out a yell as it seemed to be confused who to attack. This gave me hope as it might not be able to tell the difference between all of us. As close as me and the other Mormonts were together, it could see us as one thing. Yet part of its mind would see us as individuals. It would grow more than confused. Maybe that was how it worked or maybe it wasn't. I would assume nothing for now.

Finally it made its move. Letting the full range of dragon senses consume me, I watched as if in slow motion as the zombie ran at one of the Rasiki. Watching out for gunfire, I sliced hard at one of its arms. It fell down hard and I twisted my body to avoid colliding into it. A few bullets went through my hair and passed mere inches from my skin. I took notice of these incidents but let my main focus be on the creature itself. It might only have three limbs to use now, but it was not deterred from its new prey.

I was easily able to avoid it when it tried to use its good arm to hit me. It became unbalanced and fell which gave my men time enough to get in a few good shots. Blood poured onto me and the zombie died. Chris landed the killing blow with a headshot that made its head explode in a cloud of green gas. I watched to make sure that the creature was dead before turning to my men. A good majority of them had smiles on their faces as they thought the danger was passed.

"Wesker wouldn't send this zombie here if it could be killed so easily." I told them. "Any part of it might be able to infect others and now that we have a rogue AI, things could get a lot worse."

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

You can read it HERE

Crossing the Divide 32

"You are one to cast judgment on my faith." The High Septon hissed. "By your clothing and your upbringing you do not have any right to the Iron Throne."

"You came here to call me the Whore Queen?" I asked, my voice making the man shiver. "I hear what they call me when they don't think I'm listening. You think that my clothing makes me immoral? You think such a simple thing would show my character? As for my upbringing...I have seen more of humanity than you have. I have traveled throughout Westeros and Essos to see many cultures of the known world. My upbringing may not be as one of your Houses but I have seen more than other rulers."

"The Faith will never support you."

I had had a few meetings with those who called me a whore. Who thought I was lesser because of my upbringing. I had managed to make them see a capable ruler no matter what little garments I was wearing. I had made peace with my enemies through words. Words that were both kind and full of strength. I preferred those meetings and not ones where I had to use my body. Where I had to use my sword.

"They won't?" I asked and stood up.

-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

Doctor Tardis (Jash's Dragon Army)

Name: Doctor Tardis

Breed: Guardian Avatar (Creation)

Clan: Hounds of the Wastelands

Position: Healer Hound

Mini-Review: Passengers (2016)

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 Passengers there will be spoilers. So if you haven't seen the movie stop reading now and go see it before continuing.