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

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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

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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.

Crossing the Divide 31

"Do you ever think about staying on Earth?" Alex asked. "Do you ever think about staying with me?"

"The known world is where I grew up." I replied sadly. "I was born there and I learned so many things there. I have friends there and people I consider family. But sometimes I do think about staying with you. I want to see how humanity rebuilds after all it has gone through. To see the strength of men not in despair but in a state of hope. I don't want to leave you or Eve."

"Then stay with me. Stay with us."

"If I do that then I will give up Jorah Mormont and Jeor Kaari. I will give up the life I have built over there. Here I could go at any time as the Council is there in case anything happens. In Westeros now things are more complicated. Daenerys Targaryen has succumbed to madness, at least from what people have said, though Jorah hopes that once she arrives in King's Landing she will become sane once again."

"Does it matter who rules? Leave the Iron Throne to her. Let her burn Westeros to the ground. It won't matter if you stay here."

I wanted to laugh and cry at my husband's words. He had a point that if I left the world I grew up in it wouldn't matter what happened afterwards. If people lived or died I would not be to blame. It wouldn't be certain if my staying could save certain people. Even though Alex had somewhat sound logic, it went against what I believed. I would leave the Nightmare at some point and yet I was doing all I could to bring humanity back. I was doing all I could to cure the t-virus and create a society that would flourish. If I followed Alex's sound logic I would've left the Nightmare when he had dissected Franc. We wouldn't have had Eve.

-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

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Crossing the Divide 30

"Azor Ahai..." I whispered into my husband's ear.

"You know the rest of the prophecy?" Jorah asked sadly. "The great warrior Azor Ahai could only make Lightbringer by killing Nissa Nissa, his wife. I am Azor Ahai reborn and you are my wife. If the prophecy is to be believed then I will kill you."

"Nissa Nissa was someone close to Azor Ahai. If the prophecy is to be believed that level of intimacy needn't be romantic, but platonic. The love for a family member can be greater than the love of a wife. There is nothing wrong with this and it can be true in certain instances."

"Right now there is no one I love more in the world than you. There is no one that can match the same devotion. We must accept things as they are, Rin."

"I am. I know what I am to you and there is someone you care for more than me. Someone that changed you into the man worthy of the title Azor Ahai and wielder of the sword Lightbringer. Someone that brought you out of the dark and into the light. Someone that you risked everything for just to be back in their service again. You need to serve them just as much as you need to breathe. You need to serve them so much that you won't want to kill them. That killing them would mean that they have changed too much. The gods love toying with us mortals and would find it funny that Daenerys Targaryen is Nissa Nissa."

Jorah's expression grew sadder and I got off of him so that he could stand up. He looked defeated and in his eyes I could see the war going on in his head. I didn't want to believe that Daenerys had gone mad as I had changed so much for her. True I had started my friendship with her because of my need to help and the fact she was dear to Jorah. I had to remain close to my husband so I had to remain close to Daenerys. Jorah and Daenerys were intertwined for me. A thing I did for one of them, I did for the other.

"You're right." Jorah admitted. "I care for her as if she were my daughter and for a parent to kill their child...I won't do that. The old gods can play their games, I will have none of it."

-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

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Into the Darkness 6

It was as if I were flying for lifetimes where there was nothing but the sky around and the waters below. Water that hid dark secrets that I didn't want to imagine while the skies held terrors I had seen too much of. If only I could feel the Shadowbinder or the Lightweaver, then I could find a moment of hope.

Finally I saw ground below and I flew to see how far it extended. When my wings felt too worn I landed. With shaky legs I touched the ground. My claws opened and closed as I made sure the area around me was safe. Of course safe was the wrong term to use as dangers lurked everywhere.