So...this is a "fanfic" of sorts. I call it an "author's fanfic". :) I...was co-writing a book with someone, Jane. It never actually got anywhere. And probably won't. We went our separate ways, and she returned the binder. I stopped writing a year or so before, and told her to finish it because I believed she could, and she knew the characters and story just as well as I did. She helped to create it, after all. Flipping through the binder, it looked like she didn't do anything with it. Maybe hoping it was just a phase and we would start work on it together again. Then life happened. What I do know is that if I ever start writing again, and if I ever finish this book, I will make sure to give her credit for the hours of brain-storming and rough drafting she put into it with me. :) And maybe she was working on it and had everything saved to her computer instead of written in the binder. In which case, I hope she finishes the story...it really was an amazing story line. ^_^
Anyway, I had a character crush on one of the characters, Deven. And as a result just did not have the heart to write in a romance for him. So...Jane agreed to let me make a side character based off of myself to put into the book as Deven's love interest. I am that much of a dork. ;) Who says an author can't write herself in like that? *shrug*
So I decided to make a 'fan-fiction' of Deven and Brittanie, and eventually release it as a novella from Brittanie's point-of-view of the events that transpired in the original two novels we had planned. "Within" and "Without". Don't know what I would have called the novella, but...I started on it. :) Thought it would be fun to share~
So, this was pretty much a first draft. Nothing great. And to give a little background on the characters: Deven and Brittanie are "Demon Immortals" - they aren't really immortal, but their lifespans are so long that shorter lived races see them as Immortal, and thus named them so. There are "Demons" and "Angels". Then there are Vampires. Because, what is a book these days without some kind of Vampire? Gobenxai (we got the name by randomly hitting a bunch of keys in a word doc and going, "That looks cool!") is a Vampire Immortal. Vampires are actually very, very deadly to Immortals, because of their venom. Even if they don't purposely inject venom into them, the residue of the venom on their fangs could result in a near-instantaneous death from a single bite. Basically: STAY AWAY from Immortals, Vampires! And...somehow we worked out that Gobenxai was both..? Something. XD
Brittanie shot a glare at him furiously as he spoke, her cheeks growing a deep shade of rose. She ran her fingers through her long, curly golden hair as she thought for a moment. How did he know about that? She opened her mouth then closed it again, at a total loss for words. She shook her head and laughed slightly as it dawned on her.
"You were in my room, weren't you Gobenxai." she stated in slightly angry tones.
She was angry not only with him for going in there, but at herself for not keeping her journal well-hidden.
"Yes," he smirked, "and I do believe Deven will be quite interested in entry 14."
She shook her head as her eyes went wide, "You wouldn't!"
He chuckled, "Oh, but I do think I would my dear."
She glared for a second longer before sighing and looking off to the side, a hurt look on her face.
"I thought you were an ally, but apparently you're just using us." She sighed; "Alright, what do you want?"
He walked over to her silently, quickly, and placed a hand on her cheek as he gently forced her to look him in the eye. She did so, hoping that he wouldn't try and pull anything.
"I want you," he said softly as he leaned next to her ear, "to help me start a war."
Her eyes went wide once more as she stared at him in shock. A war? What help could she be in that particular task? He pulled back and smiled faintly as he stroked her cheek with his thumb. He turned and dropped his hand to his side. As he walked away, he called over his shoulder;
"And Brittanie...don't you even think about telling anyone what I'm up to, or, at least," he chuckled, "what you know of. I," he added more seriously as he glanced at her one last time, "will know if you do."
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Deven watched Brittanie from the shadows for a moment, having noticed her sitting alone in the little spot she'd claimed for her thinking area. That was fine with him; it wasn't like anyone else went over there. They just passed by sometimes. But he didn't think she even knew that. He tilted his head slightly to the side, seeing as tears fell loosely from her face onto the soft earth below. She sat down, hugging her knees to her chest and just stared forward. He debated with himself a moment, but decided to just leave it alone. She had only been here for about 6 months; it was probably just her past coming up and bothering her again.
Something did seem off though...actually, now that he thought about it, he had never seen her cry before. She had never really come across as that type either....
He took a deep breath as he stepped into her area, "Brittanie? You okay?"
She was silent a moment before whispering as she closed her eyes, "I'm trapped."
Before he could respond, she stood and walked away. He looked after her. Trapped..?
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Several Weeks Later...
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"Gobenxai...I agreed to help you with a war, but," she glared up at him before turning her gaze to where he was holding her wrist against the wall, "I didn't agree to this. Got that?"
He smirked, "You think I care?"
"It's a risk I'm not willing to take." she stated as calmly as she could.
"Just a little taste?" he asked softly.
He leaned down next to the base of her jaw-line where her neck started and pressed his lips gently against her skin. She closed her eyes and held back a scream as his fangs slowly pierced the vein closest to the surface of her skin. He smiled slightly as he let her blood flow rapidly into his mouth. She shivered and let out a gasp before falling uselessly into his arms.
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Deven traced his steps and looked back at the scene playing before him. So he hadn't been imagining things. Gobenxai was indeed holding an unconscious Brittanie. Wait...no...are those puncture wounds on her neck? He didn't! She didn't let him...did she?
He watched curiously as Gobenxai carefully set her on the floor. Deven quickly stepped into the shadows as the other man came strolling casually out of the room, wiping the blood on his sleeve. It took all Deven had not to lurch forward to punch him and demand to know why he'd taken her blood.
Taking a deep, silent breath, he continued to watch until he turned the corner a couple meters down the corridor. He let a few moments pass before he entered the room Brittanie was in. He knelt next to her and put a finger lightly over where she'd been bitten. He closed his eyes and focused on her blood. Everything seemed normal. Good...no venom had entered her body.
She moaned when he looked at her and her eyes flicked open to look at him. A tear escaped down her cheek and she whispered;
"Deven...I'm sorry...."
A moment passed in silence before he smiled tensely.
"You..." he glanced away, "didn't let him, right?"
"...It happened fast.... But: No, I didn't."
"Then why apologize?"
"I...."
The words came back to her; 'I'll know if you do'. It really wasn't like she could tell anyone. Not without severe consequences from all sides. But, at the same time, she didn't much like or appreciate where Gobenxai was taking things. Deven's voice cut into her thoughts.
"You..?" he prodded gently.
"I have betrayed you. All of you. Against my wishes, but even still." She decided it would hurt either way so she might as well choose the hurt, "Gobenxai wants to start a war...."
And...random picture of me to represent the character. XD
So...that is that. :o Old, somewhat silly writings~ Hee hee~ ^_^ It was fun to write, though! Haha...and as far as the romance with these two goes: Brittanie admires Deven from afar, too shy and stubborn to admit her feelings let alone really get to know him. Deven thinks she's just reclusive but finds her to be somewhat cute and finds certain feelings towards her to gradually be developing. Deven is also the leader of their group and wishes avoid favoritism, so does not really have any real friendships, and he does not realize he loves her until the moment it appears she has died later in the books. By some miracle, he manages to get her off of the battlefield and saves her life, and when she awakens...a kiss~ <3 So...this whole part was Deven acting as a leader, but also struggling with his growing feelings for her. And in the meantime, neither of them is attracted to anyone else - and thus avoiding the cliche love triangles. As far as these two go, I mean. ^_^ Kind of a...well...I guess they are kind of dorks in a way. :)
Have a lovely morning or afternoon, dear reader! <3 Post the next one soon!
Love,
Bryn
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