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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: A Touch of Destiny
« Reply #725 on: March 28, 2016, 09:15:29 AM »
*possible spoiler* OMG Allesandra kills Anne, that is one jealous *word redacted* I can't imagine what she would do to the one woman in all the worlds that Majnun actually loves!

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That is an interesting thought, however I'm not sure she's stupid enough to actually try.
Majnun is quite taken with our Anne, isn't he? I adore the two together. The question remains, will he admit to loving her, or not?

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: A Touch of Destiny
« Reply #726 on: March 28, 2016, 09:59:35 AM »
Destiny really didn't get the depth I wanted her to in my one story. You did amazing with her. Can I just say that Charlotte is the best mother out of all three of them? Poor Jupiter. He is going to become a babysitter.  :-X



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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: A Touch of Destiny
« Reply #727 on: March 29, 2016, 12:15:28 PM »
Form a Majun fanclub? I thought I'd joined it a half dozen chapters ago!  ;D  You're the president, right?
Where are our commemorative t-shirts?

I found this chapter a little confusing at first, because I was unfamiliar with most of the characters.
Your very detailed family tree is very much appreciated--I got my bearings by referring to Majnun's branch of the tree, then read the chapter once more.
Evidently, I'm still unclear just how the legacies of you and mpart intersect.

(@mpart I really want to read your Another LaBelle Story, and have started many times but end up feeling lost. Do you have a family tree in your Genetic Legacy?)

LivvieLove, you pose the question whether Majnun woud admit to loving Anne. Didn't he already just as much as admit it to Destiny?

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: A Touch of Destiny
« Reply #728 on: March 29, 2016, 01:55:37 PM »
Destiny really didn't get the depth I wanted her to in my one story. You did amazing with her. Can I just say that Charlotte is the best mother out of all three of them? Poor Jupiter. He is going to become a babysitter.  :-X
I'm so glad! You do so well with Liam I hope to give your characters the same justice. Charlotte IS the best mother, though she'll never say she loves her son in front of anyone. She pretends to be irritated, but I think she really loves that goofy boy of hers. I think Kefka also grows up a little more adjusted because of it.

Form a Majun fanclub? I thought I'd joined it a half dozen chapters ago!  ;D  You're the president, right?
Where are our commemorative t-shirts?

I found this chapter a little confusing at first, because I was unfamiliar with most of the characters.
Your very detailed family tree is very much appreciated--I got my bearings by referring to Majnun's branch of the tree, then read the chapter once more.
Evidently, I'm still unclear just how the legacies of you and mpart intersect.

(mpart I really want to read your Another LaBelle Story, and have started many times but end up feeling lost. Do you have a family tree in your Genetic Legacy?)

LivvieLove, you pose the question whether Majnun woud admit to loving Anne. Didn't he already just as much as admit it to Destiny?
We can get a shirt going, I have just the picture for it:

"Majnun's Maniacs." XD

Also, I apologize for any confusion! Please feel free at any point to message me with questions you have. I want to be sure my writing is clear for all my readers and there might be several others who have the same questions you do that I need to address.
That in mind, there are some things I am purposefully leaving vague/not revealing until further into some chapters/storylines for the concept of a "big reveal" and some of those things might not be answerable. 

As for how the collaboration works is a part of the family tree. Majnun's oldest son, Sheogorath, had an affair with a woman that ended in a pregnancy and the birth of a little girl named Fate. Now, I'm not @mpart but here's a rundown of how our stories connect: Fate was born without powers, but she was gifted the book of Fate by her grandfather (our favorite person) which granted her powers at the cost of 10 generations of tragedies. That is mpart's main Labelle story, following Megan, the daughter of Fate Niccoli (nee Keeper) and Thanatos Niccoli (otherwise known as the God of Death).
Another Labelle Story is a bit more complex in that it is following the daughter of the second generation spare (Clarissa, being Mercy Labelle's daughter, who is Megan Labelle's daughter, who is Fate's daughter - keeping up? :-X ;) ) of the original Labelle story. Sheogorath was told by Majnun to collect Fate so that they might finally meet, however Sheogorath grabbed Clarissa by mistake (or not mistake, who really knows with Sheo). Clarissa ended up falling in love with Liam Reaper while she was kidnapped (as you recall, that happened here), and when she left Liam followed her home to Another Labelle Story where they're currently pregnant with their first child. Our stories are now connected through Liam being with Clarissa more closely as well as Another Labelle Story going more deeply into Fate's past, and what made her into the Goddess of Fate she is today, so you'll be seeing a bit of Majnun there too, as with all God/Goddess drama - he has his hands in it. XD
As for mpart's family tree, she keeps one for her Labelle's Perfect Genetics, which is technically the same tree, just larger: here's her family tree and here's her original Perfect Genetics Challenge featuring the start of the Labelles. You can find the link to her family tree there as well, should something be wrong with the one I grabbed.

Finally, he technically denied loving Anne to Destiny. She just chose to not believe him. ;) :-X
Any other questions feel free to let me know!

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: A Touch of Destiny
« Reply #729 on: March 29, 2016, 03:35:33 PM »
Thanks so much for the very detailed explanation and the links to the Labelle's family trees.

Some questions I harbor without wanting to ask--don't want to spoil all the surprises for myself later!
I'm just glad to note that you are far from done with Majnun's part of the Reapers story yet. *sighs with relief

Okay, that picture of Majnun was a bit scary! It's been a while since I saw the contemporary Majnun.
But the shot does convey the sense of maniacal madness...

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: A Touch of Destiny
« Reply #730 on: March 29, 2016, 04:28:19 PM »
Thanks so much for the very detailed explanation and the links to the Labelle's family trees.

Some questions I harbor without wanting to ask--don't want to spoil all the surprises for myself later!
I'm just glad to note that you are far from done with Majnun's part of the Reapers story yet. *sighs with relief

Okay, that picture of Majnun was a bit scary! It's been a while since I saw the contemporary Majnun.
But the shot does convey the sense of maniacal madness...

I'm sorry for confusing you about the story! I need to put a summary up somewhere for people reading it. :) Thanks LivvieLove! That was a great summary of it. I find it difficult to explain things without spoiling what is later going to happen. I'm glad I am doing Liam justice. He is an interesting character. 

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: A Touch of Destiny
« Reply #731 on: March 29, 2016, 07:23:15 PM »
Thanks so much for the very detailed explanation and the links to the Labelle's family trees.

Some questions I harbor without wanting to ask--don't want to spoil all the surprises for myself later!
I'm just glad to note that you are far from done with Majnun's part of the Reapers story yet. *sighs with relief

Okay, that picture of Majnun was a bit scary! It's been a while since I saw the contemporary Majnun.
But the shot does convey the sense of maniacal madness...
Feel free to hang on to those questions and if they go completely unanswered to send me a message about them!
Majnun's part of the Reapers is only just getting started. ;D He's been my favorite to write, but I feel like all my characters are my favorite as I write them. ::)

He is a bit frightening, isn't he? I love it. He's so intimidating in his old(er) age. Seeing as you're getting a glimpse into his mind, you can now say that that frightening old man has a soft side. ;) ::) He's utterly nuts, but I absolutely adore him.

I'm sorry for confusing you about the story! I need to put a summary up somewhere for people reading it. :) Thanks LivvieLove! That was a great summary of it. I find it difficult to explain things without spoiling what is later going to happen. I'm glad I am doing Liam justice. He is an interesting character. 
We can work on it! :) I've been trying to find a way to work it in a little more fluidly myself. If anything I should be able to get it down a little better in the future.
Phew! I'm glad I did the explanation well enough! I was worried. :-X I found it difficult to explain without spoiling things myself. I'll work on it tonight when cleaning up my computer a bit. ::)



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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Hush My Little Swallow
« Reply #732 on: April 03, 2016, 03:32:05 AM »
Hush My Little Swallow
Midnight Hollow: Present Day


Darkness had fallen over the quiet town of Midnight Hollow when Eveline and Mary returned from their dinner. The two had spent the entire evening expressing understanding over past loved ones. Eveline felt raw thinking about Jupiter, and being around her mother made her feel almost a little better. Almost.
Eveline could tell her mother was a little distant, but didn't push for information about what her father was up to yet. Her mother had a lot on her plate already, the last thing Eveline wanted to do was cause more trouble by probing at something that wasn't ready to be spoken about. After they got in, Mary hugged her daughter goodnight before heading upstairs quietly, a box of food in hand.
Mary made her way over to the office when she felt anxiety creeping in on her. Which husband would she meet now? The husband who was cold or the one she knew and loved? Was she really afraid of talking to him at this point? Surely not. She shook her head, putting the box of food down on the couch by the bookshelves outside of his office door. She took a breath in and approached the doorway.

She tapped lightly on the doorway, "hey love? I brought you home some dinner." She tried to open the doorknob but it was locked. Mary's brow furrowed. Her husband had never ever kept her locked out of a room for more than a few minutes. Something about the symbolism of the locked door made her heart ache with the sad reality that it was more than just a door: she was being locked out of her husband's life.
"Leave it outside, I'll be there in a minute."
Mary frowned. "I can wait."
"Don't trouble yourself." He called back, but there was a slight edge to his voice.
"It's no trouble. I just want to see my husband. Surely that's ok?" Mary tried to tease, but it was hard for her to smile at that moment. Her insecurities were consuming her from the inside.
There was a sound of a book slamming and shuffling noises until the door unlocked and propped open a crack, Alec looked at her with tired eyes, his eyes showing impatience.
Mary jolted and ran over to grab the food before coming back and handing it to him, he nodded quietly and began to close the door.
"Wait!"
Alec closed his eyes before opening the door back to it's cracked state, "what is it, Mary?"
Mary shifted, hurt in her eyes. "Can I talk with you, please?"
Alec leaned against the wall and looked at his wife, "is it important?"
Mary's brow furrowed harder, "well... yeah, I would say so. Alec-"
Alec held up his hand, "I know I'm being off, Mary. I'm sorry." His face was near emotionless as he spoke, but Mary was relieved all the same. "Just give me a few more minutes to wrap things up in here and we can talk about it, ok?"
Mary eased entirely and nodded, "thank you, Alec." She smiled at him.
His lips turned up slightly into a softer smile, but his eyes still looked exhausted. Mary turned and let him close the door behind her as she walked off to their bedroom.

Eveline held onto Atris as she fed him a cut of fish she saved from her dinner.
Mother is good to Atris. He purred and rubbed his head against her neck. Would mother like Atris to return to the village of tall metal and look for the one with blue hair again?
Eveline frowned, "no darling. It won't be necessary." She sighed, Jupiter wasn't coming back, and if he did? How could she ever trust him again?

She couldn't. She wanted to curl up on her bed and die. His eyes were haunting her. She couldn't get them out of her mind. She would've given anything for him to have stayed with her. Atris looked at her sadly, but his mother's mind was elsewhere.
Mother is sad. Atris can feel mother's agony.
Eveline thought about Thomas briefly. She knew nothing of pain. What was she complaining about? She shook her head, "I am sad little one, but I'll be ok. I'm stronger than that."
Mother is the strongest. Mother can conquer anything. Atris will always protect you, mother.
Eveline stroked Atris's face. "Get some rest, my Atris. You've had a long day."
She helped Atris gain air under his wings and he flew up to his perch.

Eveline found herself feeling emotionally drained. She understood that she couldn't wallow in self-pity forever, but she felt haunted by every memory. "I wasn't going to let them take you."
"You're the first person I've ever been this close to."
"You're such a beautiful person, Eveline. The world couldn't stand to lose someone like you."

His laughter.
His eyes - the tears, the sadness.
"I love you. I love you."
A tear fell down Eveline's cheek. "I love you, Jupiter Reaper." She whispered to the room, she collapsed on the bed and closed her eyes shut tight. She didn't want to be alone. She ran her hand along the fabric of the bed beneath her.

She took in a long breath. She wouldn't do this to herself. She wouldn't wallow any longer. She pulled her phone forward and tapped the screen twice. It vibrated to life in her hands.
"Call Seema." She commanded.
"Calling... Seema." The phone echoed back to her, and it started to ring.
After a few rings an all-too-familiar voice picked up, "Helloo!" She sing-songed. "Is this Eveline? Oh how did I know it was you! I just knew it!"
Eveline found herself smiling, "hellooo Seema," she tried to mimic her tone. "Do you have a minute to talk?" Eveline asked quietly. "I know it's probably pretty late."
"Do I have a minute?! Do I EVER! I can always make time to talk! You sound so sad Eveline! What's wrong?"
Eveline frowned, she thought she had done a good job disguising her voice, she guessed not well enough. "It's just been a long day and I could use some company."
"Things not turn out ok with your mom?" Seema asked suddenly. "This doesn't sound like a mom-upset-me-voice though. This sounds like a heart-broken voice."
"You're a little too good at this."
She could practically hear Seema grinning. "When I was younger and my mom and I would fight all the time I was usually angry and not sad about it. That's usually how I can tell! Sometimes I would get so frustrated I might cry a little bit, but that's hardly the same thing. The only time I ever had that tone of voice you've got now was after I got dumped by Johnny a year ago. It was mega-harsh! He had told me we were meant to be together, and then he was suddenly all about Cheryl. Whatever. Well I say that now but I totally cried for two weeks straight. It was awful. It wasn't even a pretty cry, but an ugly cry. You know, not like in the movies, but when your face gets totally swollen and you can't breathe and you look like the Horror on Mascara Street! You know they say that stuff is supposed to be waterproof! Total lie! Except that one brand! Oh, I'll have to dig that up for you and show you! That stuff stays put better than the best trained dog - and certainly better than any boy."
Eveline was laughing quietly. Seema would never know how much her talking was comforting Eveline. "Boys certainly don't stay, do they?" Eveline joked.
Seema squealed into the phone, "I KNEW IT. Spill! This sounds like a juicy story!"
Eveline sighed, "are you sure you want to hear it? It's really not as juicy as it sounds."
"How could you say that?! I'm sure it's plenty juicy! What was his name? Was he cute? Oh wait... could you even tell if he was cute? Did he at least sound cute?"
Eveline laughed, "Jupiter. His name is Jupiter... and he is gorgeous. I've seen him, Seema. He's the only person I've ever seen. I'll never forget it."
"SPILL! NOW!" Seema was bursting into the phone.
Eveline smiled, she was so relieved to have someone to call here.

Eveline tossed and turned in her sleep. The nightmare she had was new to her - not like her usual dreams that haunted her. This one was eerily familiar, though she knew she had never been there or seen anything remotely like it before. Eveline could even tell she was dreaming, but she couldn't escape it. It was like the magic was sucking her in.
There was laughter - it was a woman's. It was so familiar. She remembered standing in front of the town center and hearing it. It needed red? Whatever "it" was. It was the same voice. It was the same light-hearted laughter.
"Look! Look at the gulls, Majnun!"
Eveline felt herself being pulled forward in the dream, but she didn't know where.
She wanted to call out, was her grandfather there? Images flashed in front of her eyes, foreign to her. Her dreams had never been visual. Ever. A woman with long black hair was doubled over in front of something - Eveline strained to see clearer, but everything was blurry to her and she could hardly tell where one thing ended and another began. It was a stand of some kind - an easel? She was mumbling under her breath and fidgeting with her hands as her breathing grew more labored. Eveline strained harder, there was something on her hands - shackles? Suddenly the woman's whole body was covered in chains that were holding her in the kneeling position she was in.
"MAJNUN!" The woman screamed, her hands clutched at her head then, pain distorting her once light and free voice. Blood started to drip from the walls. The sound of her grandfather's name being screamed echoed off the walls of the room.
"Grandpa?!" Eveline called out, her voice also echoed back at her.
The woman on the floor gripped tighter at her own head before her eyes shot to look at Eveline, and everything became clear. The black hair was blond and her skin faded to gray. Eveline had never seen it, but she knew when looking at woman who was crumpled over that she was looking at herself - seeing herself chained to the floor instead of the black-haired woman. Eveline's feet began to sink, and she looked down and saw her feet being dragged into loose sand on the floor.
"I'm not going anywhere." The voice that echoed back that time was Jupiter's. "You have my word."
Horror filled Eveline. "You liar!" She screamed at the nightmare. It was no use though. The walls seemed to be caving in on her. Ivan was laughing in the distance and she could feel the burn that radiated from her neck. Tears began to form in her eyes as the panic set in.
Her clone stared at her with golden eyes, eyes that faded to purple as her face became concerned and motherly. She stood from the floor, but she walked like she was a corpse - shambling forward, determined to make it to where Eveline sat sobbing. She came closer to Eveline and kneeled next to her. She put her hands to Eveline's face, but Eveline only felt tingling where the woman's hands should've been. She was so blurry and she started to glow, making it even harder to see her clearly, but Eveline could feel her. The magic she had shifted the nightmare and pulled Eveline from her terror. She hugged Eveline to her suddenly and the world grew dark again, and Eveline felt afraid. The woman had vanished into the darkness but Eveline could still feel her stroking her hair, and her voice echoed off the edges of her mind in the sweetest song she ever heard:
"Hush my little swallow,
the winter seems so long.
Curl up my little angel,
and listen for spring's song.

The darkness can surround us,
and take away the light.
But you shall fly us forward,
yes, you will end the night.

Hush my little swallow,
spring is around the bend.
The dawn is coming quickly,
you have brought on winter's end."

Eveline felt peace wash over her, and then there was darkness again.

Mary could feel a shift in the air and it jolted her awake. Her body was drenched in a cold sweat. The house seemed to echo with ancient magic and Mary couldn't shake the feeling that there was someone else in the house with them. She calmed herself and shook her head of the thoughts. "It's only a dream," she whispered to herself. She checked the time and found it to be three in the morning. She looked over to see if Alec had come to bed but frowned.

His side of the bed was perfectly made, and Mary knew he hadn't come to bed at all last night. She had fallen asleep waiting for him. Why wouldn't he let her in?
Mary clutched her knees to her chest, she got this sick feeling that she was losing the man she loved, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.

Eveline woke gently to the sounds of birds. As soon as she became fully aware of being awake she jumped forward in bed and panicked. Magic slowly filling in her room for her. Atris flew off his shelf and perched himself on her knees, purring at her while Bear - who had previously been asleep on his master's chest until the sudden movement - tilted his head at her and whined.
"What a night." Eveline breathed. Eveline ran her fingers through her hair as she calmed herself down, but her fingers got stuck on something. Her hands immediately ran through her hair faster as they tried to untangle what had gotten stuck there. She pulled the culprit out but couldn't figure out what it was. She focused really hard and the magic outlined the shape.
A flower?
Eveline's brow furrowed, but she sighed and shrugged. It must have gotten stuck in her hair yesterday when she was walking outside.
Atris sniffed the flower in Eveline's hands, and recoiled back slightly. Mother likes the yellow flower?
"Where did it come from, I wonder?"
Bear whimpered and licked her hand.
Eveline smiled. "Things are so unusual here." She smelled the flower before setting it down on her nightstand. She thought back on the dream and stood, she decided to try something.
"Grandpa?" She whispered to the air.
Silence.
She waited a moment longer before she pursed her lips and shrugged her shoulders lightly, resigned.
It was then she could hear him call back to her in her head: "Yes, my swallow?" His voice was weak and sad, it made Eveline feel a wave of sadness wash over her just from the sound of it.
"That name... that's from the lullaby, isn't it?" Eveline whispered, she could hear the lullaby in her head again.
There was a long pause. "Yes, it is."
Eveline felt herself being let in to the secrets her grandfather kept, "who is she, grandpa?"
Majnun's voice was quieter now, "she was the spring. She was the light." His use of past tense only made his voice appear sadder.
Eveline could feel a shift and she knew he was gone from her head. "Wait!"

She sighed and rubbed her neck. Nothing made sense anymore, but she was starting to pick up the pieces. According to her grandfather this was the place of 'the end.' Not just any end, but hers.
She would unlock whatever secrets were hidden here, she was sure of that.

Eveline had settled in nicely at her new job. The first day was mostly spent walking around the different labs and meeting the few scientists that worked there - there weren't many, so at least Eveline didn't need to remember too many names.
Eveline was supposed to be getting a gentle introduction, but everything fell to chaos as a red-out washed over the city.

Phones were ringing off the hook all over, and even Seema was almost too busy to talk. Though, of course, she made plenty of time when Eveline asked.
After a while things calmed down to a steadier pace, though apparently the red-out hadn't ended yet. Eveline wasn't entirely sure she would ever get used to this town. When Eveline had taken a break for lunch, some of the guys called her over to their table.
"New girl! How goes your first day at work?" Karl, the head tech guy, grinned at her.
Fausto, who Eveline learned was the chemist of the group, raised his eyebrow, "they really threw you in the deep end, didn't they Eveline?" He chuckled.
Eveline shrugged, "it is what it is. I just wish there was another way for me to sense these red-outs."
Fausto smirked, "what, can't sense it with your magical... magic?" He wiggled his fingers at her.
Karl punched his shoulders, "dude, magic totally doesn't work like that, it's definitely more like this!" He wiggled his arms all around the air in crazy circles.
Eveline laughed, "sure thing guys. That's exactly how it works." Part of her wished she had brought a lunch with her today, but stupidly she thought she wouldn't be hungry after feeling so put off by food this morning. She was wrong.
Fausto lowered himself closer to the table and his voice dropped, "so, real-talk Eveline. Are you really friends with Seema, or are you just playing nice?"
Eveline's brow furrowed. "What's this about?" She asked suddenly.
Fausto shrugged, "the girl is NUTS, Eveline. She talks so fast all the time - it's like she blows everyone over. I wouldn't be surprised if she did that to you."
Karl nodded sympathetically. "It's any wonder she has any friends."
Eveline scowled, "that's really rude!"
Fausto held out his hands, "no, we didn't mean anything by it-"
"Seema is the kindest person I've met here! Yes, she talks quickly, and she's easily excited, but to be honest those are great things!" Eveline shook her head. "I can't believe you guys would be so petty." She crossed her arms.
Seema poked her head around the corner, "Eveline, I ordered you a sandwich... I saw you hadn't brought anything. I hope you don't mind."
Eveline turned around suddenly, and the men at the table shifted awkwardly as they wondered how much she might have heard. "You didn't need to do that for me Seema. I don't have any money to pay you back with!" Eveline called to her.
"Don't worry about it! It's on me." Seema grinned at her, her face shifted to something unreadable as she looked at the men and she turned and disappeared around the corner again. She had definitely overheard.
"Crap. We'll never hear the end of it." Karl half-whispered.
Eveline shook her head and stood up from the table she had sat at with them. As she was walking away she waved her hands and ripped the chairs out from underneath them.
Seema had been coming through the doorway with her sandwich and she watched with her mouth open in a grin.
"Let's eat elsewhere?" Eveline smiled at her.
"Sounds good to me." Seema grinned. "Maybe you'll humor me and tell me about your blindness?" She asked suddenly. "I'm so fascinated by how you can see! I wonder if I can replicate it! Imagine what we could do if we got the technology up to speed with magic and created ways for those who couldn't see to... well... see!"
Eveline grinned. "Well, not being able to see is my specialty, so..."
Seema smiled, but the smile fell. "Do you think I talk too much?"
Eveline rolled her eyes, "don't listen to those jerks. They're just jealous of how fast you can tell a story while holding a totally separate conversation with the police chief on the phone."
Seema laughed, "he just wouldn't get off the phone! I mean, I don't mind the chief and all, but he always asks me questions I can't know the answer to!" She shook her head, and the thought from earlier was forgotten.
"Hey Seema?" Eveline took a bite out of her sandwich. "Can you show me this 'source' you mentioned the other day?"
Seema's eyes went wide, "RIGHT! Todd wants to take you there after work! We can only stand as far as the sidewalk - that's the closest we can be and still be safe without... well... having nasty side-effects. You know there was rumor that a girl once stared at this thing for too long and she went insane. How stupid is that though? I mean, like, who would by that story? She was likely insane long before she ever got near that house!" Seema laughed.
"Can I tell you a secret?" Eveline asked quietly now, she let her vision expand to make sure no one was within earshot.
Seema sat up straighter now, "a secret you say? I love secrets! What is it? Does it have something to do with Jupiter?!" She was starting to get giddy at the thought.
"You can't tell anyone." Eveline said firmly.
Seema shot up from her seat and ran over to close the door. "My lips are sealed. What is this secret of yours? Don't leave me hanging!"
"My last name comes from my mother, you know that right?" Eveline started.
Seema ran back over to her chair next to Eveline and scooted closer to her. "Yeah! The Reaper line! Magic, witches, love - all the wonderful things!" She resisted saying more, and Eveline could tell. "What's this about?"
"The secret comes from my dad's side." Eveline picked at her sandwich. "My grandfather, on that side to be particular."

"We've been trying to study this place for years! It's going to be wonderful to have someone who can fully examine this place! Maybe you can help us find a way to break through the toxic... well... radiation, I guess - for lack of a better word." Todd spoke as they walked up the sidewalk. "We actually placed the facility here because it was as close as we could get before getting into the original toxic zone some 300 years ago."

Eveline slowed down as she got closer to the magical building. Eveline clenched her fists and braced herself as she walked. Seema looked at her anxiously.
"Do you need to slow down? What are you feeling? Fill us in. Leave nothing out."
"It's messing with my sight. This is some really, really powerful magic at work here."
Eveline could feel the magic creeping into her mind, whispering to her in an unintelligible language. She could hear someone screaming off in the distance in her head. She rubbed her head gently, and reinforced the magical barriers in her mind.

She stepped forward and expanded her sight. "You guys, this isn't just any building..."
Seema and Todd looked at her completely entranced by everything she had to say.
"It's a house."
Eveline's barriers broke suddenly and she was swarmed and overwhelmed. She tried to back up, but it all came rushing too quickly for her to handle it.

"Majnun!" Her laughter echoed through the air. "It's so beautiful! I've never seen so many colors!"

"No, no! I'm fine... you worry too much."

"MAJNUN!" Her voice broke as she struggled to breathe. "Please...help me."

"MOMMY! Please... you have to wake up! Please! MOMMY!"

Eveline couldn't take the voices any longer. She succumbed to the darkness.

"Hush my little swallow,
please do not cry for me.
The winter has now ended,
as it was meant to be."


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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Hush My Little Swallow
« Reply #733 on: April 03, 2016, 04:05:25 AM »
Oh oh oh noooo, what suspense!!!

So many things to think about. I'm worried about trusting Seema, though Eveline is apparently not.
What girlfriend wants so much detail about your affairs while sharing so little of her own?
And then there's Alex's little secret as well as Majnun sadness but unwillingness to talk.

I'm not asking for answers--I'm just wondering aloud as a kind of response to the events in your chapter.  :)

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« Reply #734 on: April 03, 2016, 04:22:19 AM »
Oh oh oh noooo, what suspense!!!

So many things to think about. I'm worried about trusting Seema, though Eveline is apparently not.
What girlfriend wants so much detail about your affairs while sharing so little of her own?
And then there's Alex's little secret as well as Majnun sadness but unwillingness to talk.

I'm not asking for answers--I'm just wondering aloud as a kind of response to the events in your chapter.  :)

I had a feeling you'd be stopping in here next! Hopefully this chapter made sense! I was trying very hard, but towards the end of it, it felt like it started spiraling a little out of control.
Also, those are wonderful questions to ask.
I suppose we shall all find out. :3 ;)

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Hush My Little Swallow
« Reply #735 on: April 05, 2016, 03:51:12 PM »
I still say that evil cow "I'm his true wife" is the one who killed Aleccas' mom! Maybe she cursed her or something... That would be just the kind of crappy stunt a "Goddess" would pull!

Wouldn't Alec be interested to know that his own daughter could be the break in the case that he needs to find the truth! The REAL truth, and not the rubbish he believes to be true *Team Majnun*

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« Reply #736 on: April 05, 2016, 05:00:45 PM »
I still say that evil cow "I'm his true wife" is the one who killed Aleccas' mom! Maybe she cursed her or something... That would be just the kind of crappy stunt a "Goddess" would pull!

Wouldn't Alec be interested to know that his own daughter could be the break in the case that he needs to find the truth! The REAL truth, and not the rubbish he believes to be true *Team Majnun*

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For what it's worth, technically Alessandra is not a goddess, just the daughter of a god and the wife of another. Her powers are not as strong as a typical goddess. However she'll never admit to being less powerful than anyone. Not her M.O. ::) I do love reading everyone's suspicious. It's a lot of fun.

Wouldn't Alec also love to know his daughter has been TALKING to the man he's been tearing the world apart trying to find and yet being unable to? Alec has a lot of anger he'll have to overcome before he's ready for any of the truth. Let's just say pig-headedness runs in the family.

(Waves Team Majnun flag around). Woo!

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Hush My Little Swallow
« Reply #737 on: April 05, 2016, 08:27:32 PM »
I normally prefer not to speculate aloud because I enjoy watching/reading the way the reveals are presented.
That said, I feel all those "scientists" to be very suspicious and somehow complicit, whether purposely or unintentionally.

Felix's outfit with the bright blue bow looks so much more somber and menacing on Alec.
I am eager to learn of Alec's childhood.

*Does pom pom cheer for Majnun. Sis-boom-bah!

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« Reply #738 on: April 05, 2016, 10:01:57 PM »
I normally prefer not to speculate aloud because I enjoy watching/reading the way the reveals are presented.
That said, I feel all those "scientists" to be very suspicious and somehow complicit, whether purposely or unintentionally.

Felix's outfit with the bright blue bow looks so much more somber and menacing on Alec.
I am eager to learn of Alec's childhood.

*Does pom pom cheer for Majnun. Sis-boom-bah!
I love a big reveal when everyone is shocked and in awe. It's a really cool thing if you can do that as a writer.

Tiddly-tid-bit. Alec, Majnun, and Felix all are known for that outfit. I kind of love that outfit on men.
Majnun's just is so... bright and clashing you can't tell.
Felix's is a pop of color, and Alec's is very somber and dark. :-X ::)
It wasn't an intentional thing, it just kind of happened that way. Oops.

Also, we're on our way there! It'll be an interesting ride for all of us. :)

Funny thing, I was just speculating with mpart about how when I created Majnun, I had him made out in my head to be the villain. Who knew, several months later, that he would develop so far as to have his own fan club and people cheering him on in the comments. ::) It's fantastic! I'm so glad he's such a complex character and that people enjoy him so much. I love writing him!

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Hush My Little Swallow
« Reply #739 on: April 05, 2016, 11:12:20 PM »
Even villians need a fan base lol besides, its a compliment to your writing that you could take such an "unlikable" character and yet still instill enough humanity and kindness into him that we overlook that fact that he's a manipulative so-and-so lol

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« Reply #740 on: April 06, 2016, 01:09:33 PM »
Even villians need a fan base lol besides, its a compliment to your writing that you could take such an "unlikable" character and yet still instill enough humanity and kindness into him that we overlook that fact that he's a manipulative so-and-so lol

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This is true! Thank you so much! He is a manipulative so-and-so, isn't he? ::) Ah, but I love him.

So you guys, this is the weirdest thing I've ever seen, ever.
I live in Chicago, the crummy weather city. It's been having horrible snow/rain weather on and off (between days of 70 degree weather, if you'll believe it) for over a week now. The weather has just been awful.
Despite this, I'm walking to and from class and driving to work as usual except... things are different - people started planting flowers. Most of them have died.
Except the daffodils.
I'm not even joking you guys, there are daffodils EVERYWHERE. Literally everywhere. They're in every yard, they're in the street dividers on the roads... Every other flower is dead, it's brown and gross, but here are these perfect yellow flowers everywhere, surviving the snow, the rain, the high winds.

I think Majnun is trying to make me feel bad.

I'm not even sure how to look at this anymore. Except that it's making me really sad.

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« Reply #741 on: April 06, 2016, 01:26:12 PM »
About Majnun and his fan base...
I think it also means that we the readers are being infected (in a positive sense) with your own nuanced sense of who Manjun has been and is today.
What I find appealing are those minute glimpses, the little cracks in the armor of the all-powerful Majnun--he is virtually ominpotent with no thought of consequences and yet...

I loved seeing him with Anne, his younger aristocratic visage, his hesitation, his fussing over his feelings for her.
This Majnun made me wonder if, in his younger days, he was in as much control of his life as he likes to think. What did he sacrifice? What griefs did he suffer?
I realize I have a very romanticized image of Majnun. I will always give him the benefit of the doubt.
If he was just a jerk, he wouldn't suffer so.
Thank you for such a fascinating character.

Aaah yes, the outfits! I recall that yellow bow of Majnun's now! 

Well, now that you've seen the daffodlils, you've been warned, you know.  His truths must be revealed. (cue dramatic music....boom boom booooom)
What? Who is Jupiter?





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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Hush My Little Swallow
« Reply #742 on: April 09, 2016, 10:40:28 PM »
What I find appealing are those minute glimpses, the little cracks in the armor of the all-powerful Majnun--he is virtually ominpotent with no thought of consequences and yet...
I loved seeing him with Anne, his younger aristocratic visage, his hesitation, his fussing over his feelings for her.
This Majnun made me wonder if, in his younger days, he was in as much control of his life as he likes to think. What did he sacrifice? What griefs did he suffer?
I realize I have a very romanticized image of Majnun. I will always give him the benefit of the doubt.
If he was just a jerk, he wouldn't suffer so.
Thank you for such a fascinating character.
I adore this part of Majnun, how he's got the "cracks in the armor" as you say. He's so confident and cocky and unsure at the same time. I love this part about him. I think there's nothing wrong with a romanticized view of him in my opinion, because I've got a fairly romanticized view of him myself.

Jupiter who? Indeed. Majnun has put Jupiter out of his super-romantic-ness. My Sims all tend to be hopeless-romantics at heart (I think it's because I am).


Quick Update!
Two bits of wonderful information for all of my favorite people! I've had this weekend off (yay)! However I have an 8-10 paper to write and another 8-10 page paper to edit (boo). I'm a little overloaded so this story is a little behind and I'm sorry! In the meantime, I finished a short story that is "madly" entertaining, for those who are interested in a very specific god of ours, please feel free to check out Risen from the Ashes. I worked very hard and am very proud of the story. It's completed, so feel free to check it out in the meantime.

In other, wonderful news, those who wonder where Jupiter went can wonder no longer, please feel free to check out the latest chapter of Another Labelle Story to see what he's up to and to check on our darling Liam and Jack! Bring tissues if you do read it! ::)

Anyways, sorry again for the silence this week! I'll try to get on an update as soon as this Biology paper is done! :D Wish me luck!

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Hush My Little Swallow
« Reply #743 on: April 09, 2016, 11:56:13 PM »
I'm kinda glad I found the story before I read this, it means I was completely taken by surprise, not expecting Majnun at all...

Take all the time you need! RL comes first, unfortunately...

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Hush My Little Swallow
« Reply #744 on: April 10, 2016, 01:36:01 AM »
You see, Jupiter is away on very important business. He is currently a slave to the most adorable person in the realms. Don't kill me for taking Jupiter.

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« Reply #745 on: April 10, 2016, 01:49:25 AM »
You see, Jupiter is away on very important business. He is currently a slave to the most adorable person in the realms. Don't kill me for taking Jupiter.
He's learning valuable lessons in diaper changing. That's all. He needs to be on poop duty after running out on our heiress. ::)

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« Reply #746 on: April 10, 2016, 02:55:48 AM »
You see, Jupiter is away on very important business. He is currently a slave to the most adorable person in the realms. Don't kill me for taking Jupiter.
He's learning valuable lessons in diaper changing. That's all. He needs to be on poop duty after running out on our heiress. ::)

^^ this ^^ he totally deserves it! I hope the poopy diapers don't stop coming for ages!

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Hush My Little Swallow
« Reply #747 on: April 11, 2016, 12:22:33 AM »
You see, Jupiter is away on very important business. He is currently a slave to the most adorable person in the realms. Don't kill me for taking Jupiter.
He's learning valuable lessons in diaper changing. That's all. He needs to be on poop duty after running out on our heiress. ::)

^^ this ^^ he totally deserves it! I hope the poopy diapers don't stop coming for ages!

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Right? For real! @mpart has been so, so awesome and sent me tons of adorable pictures! Let's just say poor Jupiter is getting what he deserves right now.

WARNING: THE UPCOMING CHAPTER WILL HAVE SPOILERS FROM MY STORY, RISEN. If you have not finished this story, or wish to read it and not be spoiled, please do not read the next chapter until you're all caught up. Risen is a completed Misc. Story of mine that consists of four parts and an epilogue. This is my warning to you!

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: The Prince and Painter
« Reply #748 on: April 11, 2016, 04:39:55 AM »
THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SPOILERS FROM RISEN FROM THE ASHES, PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION.

The Prince and Painter
Anne listened to the party going on inside the house from out on the porch. Parties were always a suffocating affair to her, and this one was no different. Anne did get a breath of relief at the notice that Jameson could not attend due to his carriage still needing repairs. She wasn’t sure how much longer she could stall this incoming proposal, but thus far fate had been on her side.

She smiled to herself, as adamant as Majnun had been that he was above fate, it certainly didn’t seem like it.
One interesting thing Anne hadn’t expected was to see Michael at her parent’s dinner party. He brought one of his paintings in a bag too. She idly wondered which painting he brought of his beautiful collection and why. He had gone off to her father’s office and she knew it was all business then. Michael was a business owner now. She warmed at the thought, someone who can actually survive off of painting alone. It was very admirable that he was able to achieve his dreams.

The door opened behind her, “I see you managed to sneak away, Ms. Anne.” Michael’s voice was warm and he laughed.
Anne turned and straightened, “parties are not my forte, Michael.” Anne looked down and saw he still carried his bag with the painting in it. “In to speak with my father about business?”
He smiled and shrugged, “ah, well, I guess you could say that.”
“Was he uninterested? I can try to speak with him if you’d like. I really would like to see your business succeed, given that painting is something we’re both passionate about.”

Michael looked at her thoughtfully, “that’s so kind of you, have you always had such a gentle heart?”
Anne was taken back by the comment, and she felt her cheeks heating up. “I… I wouldn’t say that.”
“Why not? It’s the truth. Beauty and kindness are hard to come by these days, and you have both. I feel very lucky to know you.” He paused, “but no, it wasn’t a matter of interest or uninterest on your father’s behalf, since you asked.”
Anne’s brow scrunched in confusion, but she smiled lightly, “hopefully it went well then?”
Michael pursed his lips, “it… did.” He looked at her and smiled changing the topic before she could inquire further. “Is it true you and Jameson are courting?”
Anne bit her cheek, not realizing he was inquiring as more than just her friend. “No. He’s been trying to outright propose to me.”
Michael’s eyes went wide, “cut to the chase kind of guy, eh? What have you said to him?”
“Nothing so far. Fate has been interrupting every time he tries. Thank goodness.” She sighed and laughed a little.
“Fate?”
“Oh, a random old friend interrupting all the way up to his carriage catching fire.” Anne smiled, perhaps the last one wasn’t fate… or perhaps it was. Majnun didn’t seem to believe he’s been affected by fate, but from Anne’s perspective they had been fated to meet that day at the market.

“Ah, well of course. If you aren’t properly courting a beautiful woman such as yourself, you’re bound to run into horrible luck.” Michael smiled charmingly.
Anne laughed, “as long as that horrible luck keeps me from having to say yes, I’ll hold onto it as tight as I can.”
“So no suitors yet?” He asked delicately.
Anne bit her lip and smiled, looking off into the evening. “There is one.” She remembered the gentle kiss he left her with and felt her whole self warm at the thought. “He’s given me a paint set with my name engraved into it. He’s been most kind, though he has not asked my father for permission to marry me yet.”
Michael looked at her with intense eyes. “Perhaps he needs some competition.” He handed her the bag with his painting.
Anne looked at him with confusion before she opened the bag and found the painting that had been splattered by paint thanks to Majnun that she had attempted to fix. “The painting!” She grinned and thought about that afternoon, it had been the afternoon that had changed everything. “For me? Are you sure?”

Michael nodded, "I wanted to give it to you as a sign of courtship." He kept his eyes on her, waiting to see her reaction.
Anne's eyes got a little bigger, her mouth open slightly, "courtship? Me?" She looked down at the painting, "are you sure?"
"I don't think I would have offered if I wasn't." He smiled at her. "I should warn you though, given your beauty, I'm not taking no for an answer." His voice was light, teasing.
Anne smiled back, "I guess it's settled then." Anne looked down at the painting with fondness, "I should go place this up in my room, the color will be a welcome change." She smiled. "Would you mind coming with me for a moment? I could use another set of artistic eyes to look at something, if you have a moment, that is."
Michael nodded, "for you, always."

"It's stumped me. I just can't get the water to look right." Anne stared at the easel and pursed her lips, she tilted her head back to look at Michael. "What do you think it needs?"
Michael took in the painting but shook his head, "I see nothing wrong with it, it looks lovely."

Anne pursed her lips further. "I just can't put my finger on it. This painting has been driving me-" she paused and a smiled pulled on her lips as she was unable to finish her statement, her eyes turned and stared at the crystal daffodil on her nightstand.
"Insane?" Michael grinned as he finished her sentence for her.
"I was going to say 'mad' but that works too." She giggled.
Michael gave her an intrigued stare before chuckling himself. "I should probably get back, before your parents assume we're up to something scandalous and I get myself thrown out of my first big dinner party."
Anne turned and smiled at him, tipping her head as he bowed and kissed her hand. "I look forward to meeting my competition."
With that Michael turned and left Anne to the quiet of her room.

Anne sat at her vanity and tried to pull her hair down from on top of her head. She desperately wanted out of the colorless dress she wore. Her mother insisted she would look better if she got her hair out of her face, but all the pins were giving her a headache. Or perhaps it was the painting. She wasn't sure which was more annoying at this point.

She looked over at the crystal daffodil she had moved by her while she sat. She picked it up idly and turned it slowly for her to examine. "Are you having a good day, Majnun?" She whispered to it. "I hope so." She admired the color of the flower and sighed. "My mother's been shuffling me around the house all day and I've accomplished nothing worthwhile..." She grinned, "except a headache, perhaps."
"They say tea is a good remedy for that."
Anne jumped at the sound of his voice before laughter escaped her, breathy and relieved. "You gave me a start." Her hand rested on her heart as she grinned at him.
Majnun leaned against the windowsill, smiling despite himself. He tilted his head as he looked at her, "your dress..."
Anne looked down and frowned, "is ugly and colorless." She shifted and stood up, walking towards the center of the room.
Majnun raised an eyebrow, "well you said it, not me."
"It's sucking the life out of me." Anne took a long breath in.
"That's not recommended." Majnun made a face, "keeping one's life inside of them is usually a good idea."
Anne, who had still been taking a long breath in, let it all out with laughter. "I suppose it would be."
He took a step forward, amused, "this is an interesting side of you I'm seeing."

She turned and her eyes locked with his and he could see the fire there - the passion. Anne resisted shrugging - she should not have had that glass of wine. Anne stared at him and remembered the way he kissed her the last time she saw him. She wondered if he would do it again. A brief thought flashed in her head that she should ask; her eyes faltered and she looked to the floor nervously. She was a little more forward, but not that much more. "Good interesting... or bad?" Her eyes snuck a peek at his face.
He looked at her intensely, "I don't think there is such thing as a 'bad interesting' when it comes to you."
Anne flushed and she looked away more firmly, her eyes falling on her painting and she frowned again.
"The water isn't correctly reflecting the light."

Anne looked up at him suddenly and saw him studying the painting as well.
"Water causes light to bend just slightly, giving it a more wavy appearance than what you have here." He looked at her seriously and stepped forward a bit, pointing, "if you take oils you can blur the solid line away and if you angle the brighter colors just so it'll look more realistic."
Anne's eyes were big as she listened. "That... that would be perfect. How... how did you figure that out?"
Majnun shrugged nonchalantly.
"I never took you for a painter." Anne smiled at him warmly, "why didn't you say something?"
"I don't paint." Majnun responded flatly, automatically.
Anne frowned at the response, and Majnun realized his immediate response probably sounded harsher than he intended.
He sighed softly, "you said the other day that you wanted closeness." He paused and grimaced, "...intimacy." He gritted his teeth, "how far does that extend?"
Anne's brow furrowed and she flushed a little at the potential implication, "I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean..."
"Is it entirely physical or... does that include..." He frowned, "personal details?"
Anne relaxed a little, "oh! It means all of it." She stated back to him, she took a fairly bold step forward, though her entire body objected and almost made her step back immediately, but she resisted and stood her ground. "I want to understand you... to know you." Her voice came out softer than she intended, but her heart was nearly beating out of her chest.

Majnun's lips were in a firm line and he nodded, but his eyes were focused elsewhere in the room, as if he were contemplating the concept. After a moment he looked back at her, "what do you want to know?"
Anne was caught off-guard by the question and her gaze fell to the floor. "Uh... well... I'm not sure what there is to know." She paused and bit her lip, "surely you have secrets? Things you wouldn't tell anyone else?"
Majnun's eyes narrowed at her, trying to take in her question. "Have you ever been afraid of me?" His question came suddenly, out of the blue.
Anne looked at him with surprise and then thoughtfulness, "of course not." She said warmly.
"If you knew my secrets, then you would be." Majnun frowned, and for once he didn't want her to be. His mind was a mess since she came to be in his life. She throws everything into chaos. He loves chaos. He loves-.
No. That's foolish. He shook his head and returned his gaze to her. She should fear him for what he is - for what he can do.
"You don't know that." Her voice was soft as she looked at him with big eyes.
He did know that, but he sighed and closed his eyes. "You win." She always did. He reached over and took her hand in his, "come with me." He began to walk her back towards the window.

"Wait!" Anne called suddenly, she fussed with her hair and pulled out a pin that caused her hair to all fall out, "let me change first..."
Majnun snapped his fingers and Anne looked down with wide eyes before staring at him nervously. He had changed her dress back to her usual one with just a slight gesture. The idea that he used his magic on her made her anxious, while at the same time a little excited.
He smirked, "better?"
Anne nodded and let out a breath of relief, and Majnun continued to pull her to the window she had watched him walk out of many times before.
Anne wanted to ask questions, but in the end she decided to trust him. He pulled her into his arms and the ground vanished beneath them. Anne closed her eyes at first, clenching them shut so she wouldn't get too dizzy, but she found herself opening them, staring in awe as the world shifted around them - at him, at his confidence as he bent the space around them like fabric and moved through it easily. She stared up at him until his eyes turned briefly and met hers, a smile pulling on his lips. She returned to closing her eyes and pressing her face into his shoulder instead.

Anne had been focusing on keeping her breathing steady so she hadn't even noticed that they had arrived at their destination.
"Anne?"
Anne pulled up and looked around - she had to have been in a dream. There was color everywhere, she almost couldn't breath. "There's so much color! Look at this! Majnun!" She couldn't contain herself. Her hand flew up over her mouth as she looked around. Was she on another planet? This certainly wasn't the Midnight Hollow she knew.

"Welcome to Dragon Valley, Anne." Majnun kept his arm around her to steady her, and she leaned against him heavily.
The name was familiar to Anne somehow, she searched through her memories until she recalled a book she read once. "Ah! I read a book about this place before!" She looked around, "it's so much more beautiful than I could ever have imagined..."
Majnun looked at her intensely, "I have a story for you, if you're interested." His voice was quiet. "A story about three princes of Dragon Valley."
Anne looked at him with wide eyes full of wonder and she nodded.
"It does not have a happy ending." Majnun continued, and he shook his head, "so if you're hoping for one then I'm afraid that's not the case." Majnun began to walk forward, pulling her along with him as she looked around and took everything in.
"Three princes, you say?" Anne said while looking at the stone the streets were made of with awe. Even the stones impressed her. Majnun almost wished he didn't have to tell her this story.
"Three Glebaal princes." Majnun looked forward now and they kept walking. "Born to the king and queen of Dragon Valley 1700 years ago. They came at a time right before the destruction of Dragon Valley."
Anne looked at Majnun suddenly, "yes! That was what the book was about! Dragon Valley was leveled that long ago, apparently, by magical explosions... or something. I can't remember exactly."
Majnun nodded, "the kingdom had been in decline for fifty years. Temples had been blown up by wild magic, crops were changing color, and plagues were rampant. It was... quite chaotic."
Anne looked around as they passed buildings, she looked at Majnun curiously, "which is your element, isn't it?"
Majnun looked at her with a slightly smug smile, "yes, I suppose it is."

He stopped in front of a deserted building and Anne looked at him curiously as he broke away and walked forward, unlocking the locked door. "What is this place? Are we supposed to be here?" She asked quietly.
"It's the art museum," he turned around and walked towards her, holding his hand out for her as she stood at the bottom of the steps. "I've always felt stories are best with visuals."

He walked her up the steps of the art museum and continued his story, "King Eglanor Glebaal and his wife Araiel had four children. Galan, Finreth, Tuon, and Amet. They were... a happy family." He kept his eyes level on the floor, "Galan was the best swordsman. He was very skilled in battle and was beloved by the people - the crown prince. The middle prince, Finreth, was a decent marksman," Majnun sucked in a very long breath, "and a painter as well. The youngest, Prince Tuon, was a scholar and considered one of the smartest in the kingdoms, and Princess Amet? She was set to be considered the most beautiful girl when she grew up." Majnun looked at Anne to gage her reaction. "It wasn't to last." He continued walking. "Amet was lost to the plague at the young age of six, and everything changed. The brothers became rivals, the queen got sick, and the king became cruel. It was the end of the Glebaal lineage. The queen died. The brothers destroyed themselves, and the king burned down the castle with everything - and everyone - still inside it."
They came to the top floor and Majnun walked past tapestries until they came across a painting. Anne's eyes went wider and she walked over to the painting to stare at it, "it's so beautiful." Her mouth was open slightly as she admired the masterwork.

She looked at Majnun expectantly. "Prince Finreth's, I take it?"
Majnun nodded, "the only one left."
Anne let out an amazed breath, "that's terrible! With talent like this..." She trailed off and frowned deeply. The art never deserved to be burned, Anne mourned quietly. She finally looked back at Majnun who had turned away from the painting. "What happened to the brothers?"
"The youngest, Tuon, had been deceived." He opened his mouth to say something else but stopped and started walking towards a doorway leading out to the balcony. "I suppose I should explain further - the rivalry between the brother's had spouted very bad blood between them, and Prince Tuon... Tuon had grown bitter in the years following the death of the princess. It wasn't without reason, as Galan and Finreth were not the greatest people to him." Majnun frowned. "He fell in with a stranger who offered him power at a price. A lot of power."
"What was the price?" Anne asked quietly, though she wasn't sure she wanted to know.
"He had to kill the queen." Majnun was looking off into the distance.

Anne's mouth fell open again, this time with horror. "Did he?"
"He did." Majnun's face was emotionless. "Suffocated her with a pillow."
Anne gasped and looked down suddenly, "why would he do that? Why would anyone do that?"
Majnun's jaw was set, "he had lost his mind." He shook his head, "all three of them did." He paused and looked at her intensely and she knew that there was something hidden beneath all of this, she just couldn't sense what. "Would you like to know what happened to them? The princes?" He swallowed as he asked, feeling glad he had spent as much time as he could meditating before coming here with her.
Anne nodded, "are you alright?" She asked him gently, sensing his distress beneath it all.
Majnun looked off into the distance and did not answer. He held his hand out to her and she took it. He pulled her to him and the ground was moving beneath them once again.

Once the ground stopped moving Anne gathered her bearings and smiled, "perhaps I'll get used to that one day."
Majnun smiled at her, though his eyes still held pain in them - yet not the pain she had seen before. It wasn't his insanity that was hurting him but the story. She opened her mouth to tell him it wasn't necessary to continue if this hurt him, but a familiar shake ran through her - only this time it was accompanied with a sharp pain. She nearly lost her balance this time as her body shook involuntarily. She struggled to get her muscles back into control.

Majnun moved to hold her steady, his eyes had forgotten the pain they were in but a moment ago in favor of concern. "What's wrong, Anne?"
She didn't answer right away.
"Anne?" His voice grew more concerned.
The trembling stopped as quickly as it came, and the pain disappeared with it. She shook her head and took in a breath, "I'm fine..." She looked at him sweetly, "sorry for worrying you, it was just a chill."
Majnun frowned, "perhaps I should get you home."
"No! Please!" Anne smiled weakly, "I'm just fine, please continue the story."
Majnun wasn't convinced, but he let it drop. "I will need to cast a protective spell on us before we go any further. This place could still be a little toxic."
"Toxic?" Anne asked with concern.
"A magical explosion happened here all those years ago, and it could still have some... lingering effects." He paused and his fingers brushed along her jawbone as he looked at her tenderly. Part of him was concerned this would be the last time he would get the chance to do this before she saw him - really saw him and what he was capable of. She wouldn't want to be with him then. He knew it. He tried to remind himself why he was doing this in the first place. He could've lied. He could've told her any other story. He didn't need to show her this part of him. But at the same time...
He wanted to.
He wanted her to accept him. Chaos and all.
How could she possibly?
"Majnun?"
Her voice broke his thoughts and he shrugged, "forgive me, being here is... not giving me the clearest head."
"You don't need to continue if it hurts you this much." Anne whispered.
Majnun quietly let a spell surrounded the two of them, and they began to glow. "Follow me." He whispered, not responding to her insistence.

"Tuon killed the queen and fled to this location to meet the God of Magic and Madness."
Anne looked at Majnun with wide eyes from where she stood. She couldn't find the words to say anything.
"Finreth, being the first to discover the foul play, followed him all the way here. Prince Tuon had succumbed to madness, and the Mad God had ordered Tuon to kill Finreth."
Anne's face only grew more shocked as she listened. Something wasn't adding up yet, and she was waiting for it. Could she be with a man who would do such things to the brothers? Something inside of her told her that it couldn't be him though, and she clung to the thought as long as she could.
"Tuon stood right over there," He pointed, "and Finreth right here, bow drawn." He pointed just below his feet. "Finreth begged him to see reason, but he did not." Majnun could hear it in his head, “I don’t want to shoot you! Please! TUON!” He clenched his jaw. "So Finreth shot him." He paused. "Four arrows. Tuon was so far gone that it took four arrows to finally put him out of his misery."
Anne closed her eyes tightly and nodded.
"Unbeknownst to Finreth, Galan had followed him - thinking that Finreth and Tuon had been plotting against him to overthrow him. The Mad God whispered to him as well, lying about a plot against him. Galan attacked Finreth." Majnun stepped five steps forward and pointed. "Here and here. Finreth resisted the whispers of the Mad God, because the Mad God thought he knew what Finreth wanted, when in reality it only gave Finreth more clarity."
There was a pause and Anne spoke up quietly, her voice breaking as she did, "what happened next?"
"Galan had lost his mind to madness, and Finreth had to fight or die." Majnun nodded, "so he fought." Majnun wanted to get through this as quickly as possible. "He took advantage of Galan's madness and was able to overpower him. Finreth had killed his two brothers."
"They attacked him first." Anne said quietly, "if anything it was the Mad God's fault." She said the words slowly, eyeing Majnun skeptically.
Majnun's lips twitched into a soft smile. "The Mad God made his appearance after that, applauding the victor, Finreth." Majnun walked forward even still, to a circular area of dead grass. She could feel the magic prickling her skin as she followed him. She wasn't sure what to make of him at this point - but she never judges stories until she's read all the way to the end, and this was no exception.

"What happened then?" She knew there was more, there had to be. "What happened to Finreth?"
"Finreth watched the God of Order command the death of the God of Madness and Magic." Majnun said quietly.
Anne felt confusion run through her, her brows furrowed.
Majnun continued before she could connect any dots further, He sank to his knees on the dry grass. "Finreth was blown back to right here from the sheer explosion caused by the death of the Mad God. This is where Finreth died." He whispered before sucking in his lips.
"The God of Magic and Madness died... completely?" Anne asked quietly.
Majnun nodded slowly, "his soul was taken by the World's Essence. Yet there cannot be no God of Magic and Madness. The job is too important." His voice was low and hoarse. He gestured once again to the dried ground. "This is where Finreth died... and Majnun was born."
Anne felt everything click into place, "you're Finreth." She whispered. "Prince Finreth."
Majnun shook his head and let out a shaky breath, "Finreth was a painter. Finreth was a brother. Finreth was a prince. I am none of those things."
Anne could feel the weight of the knowledge he just gave her and she felt sympathy and compassion fill her. How could she ever have doubted him? She ran over to him and sunk to her knees beside him, resting her head against his leg. "I'm so, so sorry, Majnun." It was all she could manage to say.

Majnun ran his fingers through her hair, "now you know the one thing that no one else ever will. Are you afraid now?"
Anne looked up at him with sadness in her eyes, "no." She whispered. "Never."
"I've killed people, Anne. Does that bother you?"
Anne kept her head to his knee, "you have a good heart. I can feel it. You won't scare me."
Majnun wasn't sure how to react. He had fully expected her to fear him... to hate him. "I fear you may be overestimating my goodness."
Anne shook her head. "No, I know I'm not."
Majnun tried not to smile. That stubborn, impossible woman. He loved her. He closed his eyes and let the thought exist where he hadn't let it before.

Majnun held tightly onto Anne as he teleported them back to her room.
They had mostly been quiet, but Anne broke the silence, "thank you," she paused. "For letting me see that part of you." She paused again. "For sharing it with me."
Majnun let his hand brush against her cheek as she finished speaking and she closed her eyes and leaned into the caress. It was hopeless now. He was hopeless now. He went into this wanting to find a way to drive her to insanity, but all he accomplished was driving himself further insane - a feat he never thought possible before now. He was a God bending to the whims of a mortal, and he wouldn't change a thing about it.
Anne looked to the floor and took a step back slightly as she prepared to say goodnight. Majnun studied her face momentarily before he stepped forward and closed the distance between them, his lips meeting hers once again. He could feel Anne relaxing into the kiss and he never wanted to let go.   

After several moments they finally broke away from each other, and Majnun looked deeply at Anne, vulnerability in his eyes. His thumb traced along the edge of her face as he whispered, "will you marry me, Anne?"
Anne looked at him and her smile grew. "Yes, I will."
All else was forgotten.

Daisy came tearing down the hallway as fast as she could as she headed for Anne's room.

As she approached the door she started calling, "Miss! Miss!" She couldn't contain herself as she burst through Anne's door, her eyes wide. "Miss! Miss Anne!"

Anne rubbed the sleep from her eyes and looked at the maid curiously. "What is it Daisy?" Her voice was quiet from sleep.
"Miss! You have to come see... just... come!" She motioned for her, but her face was light and mystified. "Hurry!"
Daisy turned around as quickly as she came in and bolted out the door with Anne quickly at her heel. Daisy went flying through the library and out onto the balcony.
"Daisy! What is going..." She stepped out into the morning light. "...on?" Her voice completely trailed off. She didn't need an answer any longer.

She beamed with happiness as laughter escaped her lips.
Daisy shook her head and smiled, "I don't know what you did, Miss, but I think he's in love with you."

Anne couldn't take her eyes off the daffodils and she smiled so big it almost hurt.

"I think I'm in love with him too."


Sorry guys, this one is going mostly unedited. I really wanted to get this up for you, so hopefully it's alright. It's 3:30am and I'm beat.
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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: The Prince and Painter
« Reply #749 on: April 11, 2016, 12:48:18 PM »
Awww, me too!  :-*

What an amazing and seamless way to weave your short story into this Reaper Legacy!
The third screenshot in this chapter, the one of Annie, really captures her beauty. She's breathtakingly lovely in this shot!

And, of course, I love the vulnerable Majnun!
This is such a satisfying chapter after having read Rise from the Ashes!
Thank you!