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

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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.

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

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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.

UPDATE: I COULDN'T RECALL EXACTLY WHERE I HAD HEARD THAT HUFFLEPUFFS ARE GOOD FINDERS. I THOUGHT IT WAS CANON UNTIL SOMEONE POINTED OUT IT WASN'T AND I FOUND THE TRUE SOURCE OF THAT ATTRIBUTE. IT COMES FROM THE FAN-MADE A VERY POTTER MUSICAL. I STRANGELY HAVE NEVER SEEN IT BEFORE AND YET KNEW THAT PART...

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.

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

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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

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