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

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!

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.

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.

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